Summoned Slaughterer

To the invitation from one, two, three, Alyssa lowered her neck vertically.

"I don't have any more parents, I have long border security, and I don't know anyone in particular. So follow me, one, two, three. I'd like to take revenge, but more than that, I'd like to give back."

Alyssa said, looking into the eyes of one, two, three.

"Everyone was suddenly killed at the border, the warlords beat me or forced me to run, and until just now, I didn't know what was going on, my whole body hurt, and I didn't know where it hurt anymore, and I thought I was going to die like this..."

Don't you think well together, Alyssa talked by the way, that is, and one, two, three of them listened to it in silence.

"But one, two, three of them helped me, and they fixed all the pain... But I don't have the money or anything to thank you for, so I was hoping you could make me a slave to them..."

The word slave came out and Origa accidentally spilled a grin.

"Alyssa. Me and Kasha are slaves to one, two, three, right?

"What? I'm wearing such a good outfit, and I'm talking to the noble one, two, three, and I thought you were a squire, the... mistress..."

"Well, sure, they treat me well enough that I'm going to forget that the athletes are slaves. But a squire, maybe not too bad."

"My mistress, no..."

In Kasha and Origa, they have different points to eat. One, two, and three, watching calmly the reaction, took the dried meat and bread out of the storage, and twisted.

"Your husband, Alyssa is trying to decide her own life..."

"I'm hungry. Never mind."

Eating with Bakubaku without even drinking water, one, two, three said as I thought of it.

"He says slaves, but the Origa and the others will be freed when they return to the king's capital?

"Uh, why?

"Your husband?! Is there something wrong with us? Improve, please…"

Kasha is decent, but Oliga has been clinging to one, two, three.

"What are you surprised about? If we catch Bailevra and the case of the cause of your enslavement is solved, we won't have to remain enslaved separately, will we?

I don't know what's going on with Orson Grande's laws, but if you're being punished for an unspeakable crime, if it turns out to be a wrongful crime, it's only natural that there won't be any punishment.

"But don't you know if the money your husband paid to buy us will come back?

"It's nothing. It's not like I'm spared any money. I wanted someone to tell me about common sense in this world, and I thought it would be inconvenient for me to be alone in my journey. I picked you two out, and it looked good, but it seemed like it was about me in terms of ability."

I say it, and then I throw the rest of the dried meat into my mouth.

"But, as I said earlier, liberation comes after this matter is over and we return to the King's Capital. By then, you just have to think about what to do when you're free."

"Um... what am I supposed to do?

One, two, three think for a while when Alyssa, who has been totally left on the subject, visits him as a snack.

"Right. I don't want any slaves."

"Really... you can't use chicks and weaknesses like me..."

Oliga looked anxiously at Alyssa, who got annoyed, but shut up that she couldn't take it personally in front of her husband.

"I'm still a nobleman here. I can't help but hold so many slaves. But if you follow me on your own initiative, that's fine."

One, two, three more to Alyssa, who looked up.

"But I have a goal. Instead, I've seen how these people in this world fight, and I've made up my mind"

"Have you made up your mind?

"I'm not going to tell you the content yet, but there will be a lot more blood than you guys have ever seen. If you're following me, you need to kill a lot, and of course you could get killed."

Alyssa only saw one time at the border when one, two, two, Oliga and Kasha, looked and sounded smaller, "More than that?" I understand that it is quite a training ground.

"But I'm not that strong..."

To Alyssa, who said confidently, one, two, three laughed niggardly.

"Let me teach you the art of fighting. Besides, it's not just a job to fight. All you have to do is be prepared."

And one, two, three said the response didn't have to be immediate.

More about what we're going to do than that.

From Alyssa, he heard the hall of the city's representative, and then took a knife to his waist.

"Alyssa stay here. Origa and Kasha are on guard here. When the enemy arrives, kill him."

"Okay."

Hearing Origa's reply, one, two, three got off the carriage.

I look up at the moon as I stretch my spine.

The clouds are still thick and the moonlight is low.

Bloody nights, it still goes on.

I didn't speak specifically, but one, two, three had come to one conclusion about this world, and I was terribly dissatisfied with it.

That means everyone in this world is lacking in "tension that could kill them”.

The same is true when I hear about Orson Grande and the Battle of the Beasts, but it seems that the battle in this world is to the extent of a skirmish that precisely one, two or three think. Of course people will die, but not much when it comes to war.

Fighting between individuals is worse.

Maybe that's not the case with areas with strong demons, but we only know how to fight like a "don't pull your weapon" sport, even in a fight between people. To the extent that some guy was a bit ingenious, that was also a deceptive technique and not a fighting technique.

(Boring)

I came to this world, and I was able to kill people, and I felt satisfied for a while, one, two, three. But the depression had accumulated again on the people of this world who were very relaxed.

I don't have a strong guy. I don't have a guy who cuts his life and desperately works out ideas for me to live. I haven't even had a chance to use the dark magic I developed at night. Everyone, he twisted his head desperately, and whoever can fight has no fight like taking weapons and cutting lives from country to country.

Maybe that's okay if you want peace.

But we have enemies.

How come nobody tries so hard to kill the other guy?

(This is no different from Japan)

Alyssa told me about the city's representative hall.

The city's representative is a middle-aged man named Otis, descended from a merchant who became a useful actor when this city was created. Is a three-story stone building someone with money for this world or some windows with glass?

He's here.

I saw it during the day, Alyssa said the sign of a warrior-like man is in the building. I thought it didn't matter if you came here for a report, at least not now. To this situation, it is difficult to gather information in this city. If so, the way to do it is simpler.

Seeing in front of the gate entering the premises, two blatantly mindless soldiers stand, with their swords raised to their hips.

One, two, three who saw it sighed after all. Once it bothers me, my eyes really go there.

At first I thought I'd talk to you. One, two, three, but I stopped. One, two and three believe that the gatekeeper is the first to notice an anomaly and an important position that will be the starting point for all responses. I thought it would be easier when I was at the Marquis Mansion, but in my current psychological situation, I only get frustrating emotions.

Soldiers who found themselves silently and quickly approaching one, two, three, but when they saw that their hips had not been disarmed, they relieved themselves of the tension. One, two, three don't like that either.

"Yes, subtract."

The moment one, two, and three put their hands on the pattern, the gatekeepers showed tension again, but were slashed in the throat as they continued to stand, and died without even being able to raise their voices.

When you enter through an unlocked gate, you can see the large door of the hall directly in front of you. There doesn't seem to be any lookouts or anything on the property, and there are only signs of about 10 people indoors.

Just in case, I've been observing it carefully, but it doesn't seem like a trap.

I grabbed the knife in my right hand and opened the front door with dignity.

When I opened the door, I had eyes with a thin young man with a servant-like line.

"What? Um..."

"Intruder."

Speaking up, one, two, three, circled behind him faster than he was reacted to, paying his feet as he gently tightened his neck, drawing the man into the shadow of the staircase in front.

"Answer my question. With a small voice. As soon as I make a strange move, I'll kill him and ask the others."

I can see from the arm I turned around my neck, I nodded shaking.

"Where are the captain and Otis?

"Now we're both upstairs in the office..."

After I asked him where the office was, he finally asked if he knew a man named Bailevra.

"Oh, that's..."

One, two, three, who felt the man's reaction was strange, slipped the knife and cut the man's chest thinly, threatening him.

"Ts... Ya, stop..."

"If you want me to stop, talk to me."

"A man named Bailevra used to stay in this mansion"

Found a hint unexpectedly, one, two, three calmed down the frustration so far and encouraged it to continue.

This man seems to be a civilian who manages the city's budget relations.

Bailebra has visited several times, most recently this morning.

(A little bit, maybe the guy Alyssa heard was Bailevra)

I thought you were just running away, and he's relaxing, too.

Bailevra didn't stay, and after coming early in the morning to talk to Otis about something, she left immediately.

I strangled him and stunned him because he didn't seem to come out with any more information.

I just tried to kill him, but he doesn't either.

One, two, three climbed the stairs, feeling the toothache, but regretting that he had received it as a job.

Standing in front of the office, one, two, three, did not hesitate to open the door and step in.

There were two of them indoors. He's the captain I met at noon and a middle-aged man who would be the city's representative Otis.

"You are"

The captain, who pulled out his sword as he said, approaches Noshinosi and one, two, three.

"I don't want you..."

As his body approached him enough to hit him, one, two, three stepped on the back of the soldier's foot and knocked him down before he could be sworn. The bounce breaks the ankle of the stepped foot.

However, he stomped his chest and stabbed the knife in the neck to stop him because he was not in pain or trying to stand up with his thighs.

"Well, you said Otis. I need to ask you something."

In contrast to one, two, three, who killed people without changing one expression, Otis was not even given time to get up from the desk, blushing and shaking his face.

"This is how you imitate me in this city, and you just have to..."

"I don't want to talk about that"

A sword is swung through and a red line is drawn on both Otis' arms.

"Hih!?

"It's a waste of time. It's time for me to get this over with because I'm sleepy. With just a few kills, there's no more tension."

One, two, three, I'm bummed to say I got a troublesome job.

"Hey, what do you want to hear?

"There are a few. Who is Bailevra, where he went and what he is doing? There's also a reason why the soldiers in this city are acting strange. The guy I just killed was also lacking emotional ups and downs and his pain was dull. What the hell did you do to those guys?

"Beh, Bailevra is an operative sent from Vichy Central. I don't know where or how..."

"You saw him this morning, didn't you? What did I tell you? What kind of assignment do you have?

One, two, three had sorted out in his head what Otis talked about while looking at the knife as a flicker.

It seems Otis had heard that Bailevra was an agent seconded from the center to put together a so-called urban state, mainly gathering information from the Orson Grande. The activities within the Orson Grande do not appear to have been heard.

As for the soldiers, they seem to be experimenting with a newly developed magic tool sent from the center. This was also carried by Bailevra, which supposedly had the effect of strengthening the body and was distributed to the soldiers.

"So, what makes your emotions fall out is its side effects or something?

"I don't even know. I asked for an explanation in the center, but I've only been contacted to“ observe the course ”. I have no obstacle to my duties..."

"Alyssa wasn't wearing magic equipment, though?

The explanation Otis received is that if he is too young, he will not be able to withstand strengthening.

"In the meantime, that's about all I want to hear now"

"Now? Are you going to come back!?

"No, you're coming."

The neck muscle was painfully beaten with a blade peak, and Otis let go of consciousness lightly.

Leaving the less watchful mansion than the former one, one, two, and three, returning on the night lane to the carriage, left the fainted Otis with the Origa to tie him up, and he went into the inn.

The other way is in a room with Inn's grandfather.

My grandfather, who opened the door and didn't notice that one, two, three had broken in, was sleeping in his bed snoring relaxed.

One, two, three, who pulled out the knife, pounded one through the sleeping grandfather's heart, wielding blood, and the naked knife.

I left the room without saying anything.

"Was there something there?

"I forgot something."

Answering Origa's question briefly, one, two, three jumped on his horse when he told him he was leaving the city for Focarol.

Are you going back, sir?

"That sounds like Bailevra's an operative working on instructions from Vichy Central. It's troublesome to get involved in the country's stories with each other in the current state, so I'll leave the investigation to the Pajos. And Alyssa."

"Yes!

"Like I said, we're going to the Orson Grande once. You can make up your mind then, but are you sure you want to follow me?

Alyssa nodded with a serious face, although one, two, three, told her that she was going to abandon the country, not just the city.

"I don't mind. 'Cause I'm ready to be."

"Right. Whatever you want."

"Nice to meet you, Alyssa"

"It's hard to follow that husband, isn't it? We have to work hard."

Speaking amicably with the slaves, he turned his back on Alyssa, who said he would behave and move, and no one had seen the look of one, two or three going down the road, but he was laughing.

(This will do. Now if Alyssa can absorb the way I fight, she can also spread more "air of battle” in this country, in this world)

Origa and Kasha have been able to do what they were taught well because of some experience originally. One, two, three rate it. This was just an experiment, but a little more tame would put it in a pretty strong category in this world in interpersonal fights.

And furthermore, if Alyssa, who can't use magic and is never strong, can prove by martial arts and tactics that she can fight more than the crowd, if that marvel spreads, the battle of this world will also change.

The real taking of life begins when individuals, groups, nations, cities, and each other do not choose the means.

For this reason, one, two, three began to think that it might be better to have some standing. Because the position that can move many people is that of being able to wage a great battle.

(Quasi-Knight status, I just received it somehow, but because of this, let me use it. Imeralia, you were going to summon a brave man. Then let's be brave. Be a brave man who can make a brave name for himself in this world. And as a result, you should take a good look at how much blood flows in this world)

Excitement of riot and conflagration, nervousness of night raids, people desperately responding and killed without power...... Imagine alone, making one, two, three breasts hot.

(It's boring to slaughter an immobile kakashi. I want to kill people because they're alive)

The summoned man secretly resolved to "create a world to kill people”.