Summoned Slaughterer

One, two, three, who rolled the haagenti in charge onto the floor and took his seat, asked the clerk with the drawn face for tea.

"is, Viscount Haagenti…"

Subnak trumpetes the reality that the person in question is being rolled unconstitutionally.

"Did you kill him?

"No, I just stunned him"

"Really?"

In contrast, Sabnak cannot hide the tremors from the one, two, three, who speak as if they were everyday landscapes.

Though hostile, they abduct the nobility in a short time, one, two, three, and two women who don't wonder about it. At this point, independently of instructions from the princess, Sabnak recognized the three as completely “opponents who should not be hostile”.

"So, did you get the story together?

"How the hell did you get Viscount Haagenti over that?!

"Oh, I walked in through the upstairs window, there was one wizard, but I killed him, and I brought him"

Sabnak, it's time to follow that answer.

Ignore the appearance of Werewolf Sabnak, and one, two, three explain what's going on.

"... I think the man who used his dagger to use magic is from Holland"

"Pajo said that, too."

"I've heard that the Wizard of Holland uses magic on the medium with a dagger that is specially machined, not a wand"

When I realized it, I remembered that I hadn't even learned about this country and the surrounding countries. One, two, three.

(I'll tell the Origa and the others tonight, no, I have a knight, so can I ask him over here)

A man lying beside a nobleman tied up and wolfing with a man who thinks lazily. Two women watching Haagenti and discussing what to do.

I don't know what was going on, but I never crossed over to stay away, and the clerk was also trying to distance himself and keep his gaze away.

"So, let's get back to it, what are we going to do with Haagenti? Do you want to kill him? Turn him over to Subnak?

One, two, three asked again, wanting something sweet, eating the peachy fruit that the clerk asked me to bring.

(... cute)

Oliga secretly thought when she saw one, two, three eating spiders and fruit while peeling her hands a little so that they wouldn't get dirty.

Kasha only felt uncomfortable eating in a different way from her usual diet.

"That's it..."

"Our feud is still Bailevra, the merchant. I was wondering if you would ever bother to kill this man if you had the information to get close to him."

Of course, with your husband's permission, Oliga says.

"Phew."

"Well, I wonder if I can handle Haagenti."

I bowed my head again and asked Sabnak, one, two, three, to make sure that there was no stray in the eyes of the Origa, before acknowledging.

"Oh, thank God!

"Instead, I need you to arrange something for me. Well, you can think of it as a reward for my work."

One, two, and three, having finished eating the fruit, stood three fingers, urging Sabnak to return to his seat.

"One is that the rest of the soldiers will now be arriving at the gates of the city to confirm the situation, so kill them all. Then ask for the processing. The second is that the body remains rolled upstairs in the Lordship Hall, uh..."

"Master, is this about the Wizard of Holland?

"Yes, I'm killing the Wizard of Holland and keeping it that way, so check him out. I've seen Pajo before because he's the one I've seen at the Marquis Mansion."

Subnak, who takes note of one, two or three requests on parchment paper, recalled that he had seen the name Strass in his report while writing. The fact that Pajo was injured in the arm but grabbed evidence of the Marquis' close trade is well known in the Third Knights.

(In that case, was he involved, logically. I thought it was a strangely brave backdrop for Pajo, the main observant...)

Behind Sabnak's brain, a senior knight appeared commonplace as he swung to the Marquis Mansion. A step wrong almost reproduced in the Viscount's mansion, he says, lowering his chest.

"So, what's the third one?

"Tell me what the Knights know about this country and the surrounding countries. Before we go to Vichy, we still seem to need to grasp some of it"

"... how far is that?

"All of it. It was meant to be an easy trip, and I wanted to remember to go with a first-hand look at the countries, but I can't seem to say the same if I get so complicated"

Watching one, two, three shaking his head with a sigh, Sabnak decided to give up and drink everything.

"If it's true, I wanted to tie the Viscount up smarter and go about things in secret... I can't help it, I'll call for backup, so can you stay in this city for a few days?

"Oh, in the meantime, I wish you could give me some information...... Ah!

"What is it, your husband?

"I told the servant of the Viscount's mansion to gather in the hall and remain so..."

Rarely in a hurry, one, two, three, Origa grinned and turned to Sabnak.

"Mr. Sabnak, could you go to the mansion instead of your husband?

"What, me?

"Well, your husband's going to be scared, so maybe you should."

Kasha also agrees with Origa's proposal.

One, two, three who are unhappy with their treatment claim to have been nice to maids who are not enemies, but no one believed me.

"Okay, I'll go. Either way, we need to put the city together."

"Sorry."

To the rising subnak, bow your head sayingly one, two, three.

"Yes, no, because this is a job too!

"So while Sabnak is at the Mansion, do you want to finish off the other soldiers"

After all, you couldn't get away from the bloody topic, Sabnak thought.

When the one, two, three, who broke up with Sabnak returned to the entrance to the town, five soldiers were about to clean up their bodies.

Stopped where there was still a distance, one, two, three, tried to observe the people doing the work.

"What do you think?

"If it were me and Kasha, we would be able to kill them sparingly enough"

(... Whoa, I thought I'd ask if I'd tie him up or kill him)

Was he a kid who felt like such a slaughter? and my thing was one, two, three that I was getting worried about up on the shelf.

"Well, I'll leave you two to it"

I'll take care of it.

"Okay!

Dropping off the two of them rushing out towards the soldiers in a temper, one, two, three reflected a little on how to treat slaves.

"A little bit of a moisturizing event, I guess."

The overlapping of murders allowed me, on the contrary, to spare my heart, one, two and three, which I thought I would take my time during my stay in this city.

In the calm eyes was the scene of the tragedy created by the two girls.

Then a few days later, Sabnak had no time to breathe and work stuffing by issuing urgent requests and asking adventurers to monitor the town's security and access, direct the cleaning of towns and mansions scattered with corpses and blood, and make the city's verdict on that as a temporary lord's deputy.

In the meantime, every day one or two or three come to the Viscount's mansion, which I use for my clerkship, and I ask Sabnak questions about this, so I run out of more time.

The servants employed as they are don't seem to care, as Origa and Kasha arrive at one, two, three are training in the mansion's garden.

"I'm not telling you not to come, but will you let them shy away from training on the premises..."

"I'm following you on my own. If you're curious, you can say it directly."

"On your own... it's your slave, isn't it?

"It doesn't work as instructed from one to ten because I'm a slave, and if everything only works as I say, I'm tired of this one. Besides, it's been all about fighting lately, so I told you to stretch your wings in the city."

When I follow you, I don't go and ask, so I'm just letting you do whatever you want, one, two, three says.

Being a gentle person in strange places for the habit of killing people easily, he felt more laughable than scared against one, two, three while he was face-to-face with his subnak every day. I've never seen anyone so distorted and so selfish and behave so freely.

"You're admired by slaves."

"I don't think that's the same thing. Come on, tell me more."

The look of one, two, three, said as he opened the map, seemed like a boy driven by a lust for knowledge, and Subnak accidentally spilled a grin.

The kingdom Orson Grande is, as its name suggests, a country paid for by the Royal Orson Grande, governed by a feudal system by a typical aristocratic class. Everywhere, though of varying size, is paid by the nobility of the Viscount or above, and the tax system is free to set the lords apart from the minimum amount to be paid to the kingdom, each with its own forces, such as the territorial army, but the royalty is overwhelming in both financial and military power, and civil unrest does not seem to be particularly so far.

Only the north side of the national territory faces the sea, bordering the east, west and south with the borders of other countries.

To the east is Vichy, the land of merchants. It has become a collection of states in which smaller urban states adopt a system of consultation by their respective representatives. Called the Merchant's Country comes from the fact that the country itself sells demonic props and metal products to other countries, the profits of which account for a significant part of the national budget, and from the many urban states in which commerce and industry are promoted. Incidentally, mountains on the south side can unearth quality metal, and because many dwarves live there, it is a great strength that many products can be produced by interacting with dwarves.

On the western side of the opposite side, there is no such thing as borders in particular, and many beasts make villages and live in vast areas of land with wilderness and mountains. Details are not known because there is no farming habit and it is assumed that people live mainly in hunting, but because humans are not interested and simply make it a species to be repelled. One, two, three heard that they Orthodox tribes were “hostile to humans," and that the princess summoned one, two, three to “fight the subhumans," but as far as Sabnak was concerned, he seems to repeat that if he wanted land and Orthon Grande unilaterally attacked him, he would unilaterally deplete himself in a multiracial guerrilla battle and eventually withdraw exhausted.

You're doing something that doesn't make sense.

"Across the land of the Beasts, on the other side, there is a country called the Knight's Country, and it's also a land arrangement with it. And then, the wilderness could take ore from the mountains anyway, so the king seemed to think we needed that land to get out of the situation where it was unilaterally bought from Vichy"

Now it's a story of the past, and the knights think that the prince who inherited the trail is still young and incapable of judgment, and instead the princess who is partitioning the country is no longer interested in an outing.

"What about the south?

"It's Holland, the magic country."

Holland is a country where one genius wizard developed from a town he made to gather his disciples to do research and training, and it is said that the majority of the magic fixtures produced in Vichy were conceived in Holland. Among them, the magic sword, modified so that a dagger that can be used as a weapon can also be used as a magic wand, is known to some wizard, but the production method has not even been communicated to Vichy, he said.

The country on the western side of the Holland, bordering the Orson Grande just a little bit, is the land of the Elves.

"Elf! I knew you were there!

"... Yes, I do, but I won't see you first."

The country of the elves is said to be a forest zone for the majority of the national territory, and the elves themselves do not interact with any country and live secluded behind a fertile and vast forest. The strangers entering the woods are relentlessly attacked. In addition, both Orson Grande and Holland have on several occasions set up attempts to take away parts of the woods, but the people are unfamiliar with fighting in the woods and have withdrawn without any harvest, either by accidental arrows flying in from the shadows of the trees or by magic unusable by the people.

"In the meantime, this is what it feels like to be in our country's neighborhood."

"Thanks. Thank God."

"No, more importantly, could you come here tomorrow?

When the risen one, two, three asked why, Subnak gave a tired grin.

"We finally have backup from Wang Du. Among them, he said, is Senior Pajo. I was wondering if we could have a direct exchange of information about a man named Strass."

"Right... let's do that"

Godeslas has escaped.

Apparently he ran the horse in quite a hurry, and when he found one, two, three at the old Viscount's residence, he let him out of breath, and greeted him and told him the situation there as well.

According to Pajo's explanation, Godeslas, who was awaiting disposition in a cavalier jail, disappeared after killing one of his remaining colleagues on prison watch.

"The knight on the lookout had his neck screwed off. The iron lattice was bent, and it's impossible with human power. It's more natural to think that Godeslas was eaten when he was attacked by a vicious demon."

But Pajo's seat was vandalized and a report on 123 was found stolen, and the Knights said they decided that Godeslas alone or by some guide.

"We see Godeslas unleashed by someone's hand."

After breathing and completing the report, Pajo slowly stretched his spine and bowed his head deeply to one, two, and three.

"This time it's totally our fault. Not only did you give us the opportunity to clean up our own mess, but we were deprived of your information. This responsibility rests with me"

I'm sorry, and I looked at Pajo who wouldn't keep his head down to be slightly mobile, and one, two, three laughed.

"I have nothing to apologize for. Any time I try to hide the information, it leaks from somewhere. Besides, maybe someone with enough power to bend the iron lattice?

I can see the cold grin I've seen in Marquis Mansion in Pajo's eyes with his face up, and his spine freezes.

"I'm looking forward to it. There's no better person to test your moves than a guy who's confident in his arm."

Everyone on the spot, who saw one, two, three faces distorted in joy, could not open their mouths for a while.