Summoned Slaughterer

The entrance to and exit from the city, with two locations, is sealed by one, two, three gestures, which, if inspected, allow them to enter, but do not allow them to leave the city.

The blockade was handled by the Most Squad, an infantry unit, and the Second Squad, an engineering unit, was helping narrow the entrance and exit by installing an elastic iron lattice in a rhomboid lattice.

Squad Three, the scouts, collects documents and other information from the soldiers' quarters and delegates' halls, and gathers information dispersed among the city's residents.

"The blockade is fine. Several groups of travellers have turned back, but residents and merchants of this city and others have entered the city. No one was particularly suspicious, but not necessarily someone who disguised himself as breaking and entering."

Having heard reports from the most squad members, one, two, three, give instructions to continue the blockade and censorship as it takes turns, proceeding with several of the squadrons throughout the city. Alyssa was joining us as a guide along the way.

"How did you make sure you couldn't leave even if you could get in?

From directly next to one, two, three, Alyssa has been asking questions.

"I don't want to stop the influx of supplies as much as I can. If this situation spreads, the people will be able to tolerate some inconvenience. Except when food and fuel don't come in. If anxiety accumulates as to whether or not they can live, sooner or later the people will become thugs. I'd like to keep supplies that I was planning on entering the city so that it doesn't affect my life."

One, two and three explained that there should be no problem if you can't get out, as this is a temporary measure until the change in the exchanger ends as a whole.

"Besides, it's never too late to tell other cities about the Alosale situation."

While talking, he was walking early enough through the central city where people gathered, confirming a PR stuck out in a few places. One, two, three, instructed the Arosale officials to inform the residents of their deference to the Orthon Grande.

In the middle of the shopping area, where it is a large square, oral presentations are made for people who cannot read the letters.

The staff seemed to be taking turns, and that female staff member who was now begging for his life in the reception room was talking. Around her standing high, killing emotions and lightly describing, the city's inhabitants were gathered.

"This city Alosale has become part of the Orthon Grande with today. Temporarily restricted from exiting the city, but will be lifted in a few days"

"Is this city no longer an urban state?!

"Where did the city soldiers go...?

"Why did the delegates go back to sleep when there was no war! This is betrayal!

"I wonder what will happen now..."

People who hit officials with anxiety and anger still seem to be unable to grasp the situation, but one, two, three had instructed them not to speak ill or repress complaints. I thought switching traders would be somewhat easier if they complained about it and didn't do anything about it, especially if they found that it didn't affect their lives.

One, two, three pass beside the residents who are gathered and talking about things.

To walk refreshingly with an unfamiliar equipped soldier, the residents decided he was an invader from the Orthon Grande, but only observed far-flung, especially as he was not oppressed or assaulted and was simply entering or leaving public facilities.

Up to this point, one, two, three decided that it was generally right on target.

"What are we going to do with the rest of the war?"

"War power? The soldiers shouldn't be here anymore..."

"There will be others, though. I called Alyssa to show me there."

"Where?"

It's an Adventurer's Guild.

Alosale's Adventurer Guild is located outside the shopping area.

Although the Alliance is a kind of independent institution, due to the nature of the gathering of personnel who will be a force of war, cooperation with the country has been maintained to some extent, and when the city is in distress due to, for example, the occurrence of demonic anomalies, it promises to cooperate.

When it comes to war, we do not mobilize adventurers who are not soldiers, but we are asked to join the war as a request, so many adventurers have an attachment to the city where they are based. Of course, there are many types who are complete individualists and don't care what happens to the country or the city.

"I'm here to see the man in charge here."

To the guild clerk man who was at the counter, one, two, three said, showing him the guild registration card he had made in King Orson Grande Capital.

"Registered at Orson Grande, are you Mr. One, Two, Three...... Huh?

Officials who saw the registration card apparently realized that the young man in front of them was the one who dropped this city.

"That... what can I do for you?

"This guild is going to change the country we partner in. I'm here to say hello."

"But..."

"If the Alliance stands up against me on its own, that's fine. But"

One, two, three, placed the package received from the soldier who brought it to the counter. You heard the story, the adventurers in the guild are watching the situation.

In anticipation of that gaze concentrating on the luggage, one, two, three unwrap and the contents become exposed.

"Hih...!

It was the neck of Curson, who was the representative of this city, that was placed in front of the officials.

The expression of anguish appeared as if it was cursing something, and officials were hardened by such fear that they could not even speak out.

"If it's going to be an enemy, what are we going to do until one of us is like this?

"Please wait a moment!

Turning into an official with his neck in front of him and a bubble blowing, another female employee rushed to the back, speaking to one, two, three.

"Hey, that..."

"The sticky paper that was in the city, was that true"

"So this city's gonna be an Orson Grande, too?

"I didn't hear there was a war!

The adventurers began to blur, but the crew, starting with one, two, three, did not turn their sights rather than their reactions.

In fact, I have been told by one, two, three to keep my hands off myself no matter what happens before I enter the guild. It's not about the adventurers, because if you kill them, one, two, three will do it.

While waiting for the person in charge, one, two, three noticed something and ordered the crew to go outside and wait.

"Me too?

"Oh, it's narrow."

"Because it's narrow?

With his neck hanging, Alyssa also left the guild as instructed.

While we were having such an exchange, an old man came in from behind the counter.

"That you're from the Orthon Grande... Mmm"

Looking at his neck on the counter, Old Ong roared.

"The administration contacted me... but I didn't know this was really happening..."

"One, two, three to keep the new allo sale."

Without caring for the roaring old man, he glanced at one, two, three speaking to My Pace, but shook his head and the old man answered.

"My name is Lesi. He's the head of this guild branch."

The old man, who accumulated a white beard named Lesi, must be a wizard, wearing a grey robe, with a simple cane in his hand but a jewel in his grip.

"So, as the guild of this city, how are you going to welcome us... apparently, another guest has arrived"

"I am an adventurer belonging to this guild! Let them through!

From outside the guild, I hear a young man.

A long-lasting beautiful man, wearing metal armor, brought two beautiful women in through a door that opened with a shitty noise. The woman who came to the robe has a cane longer than her height in her red hair. The other woman is a sleek beauty with green hair carrying a long bow.

"Mr. Lesi! What the hell does this situation mean?!

The beautiful man ignores one, two, three and comes stuck in Lesi.

"While out hunting demons, the city isn't full of Orson Grande soldiers. What do you mean?"

A woman in a robe tells Lesi after a beautiful man. The woman with the bow watched in silence, but noticed the object on the counter, causing her to pull her face.

A beautiful man noticed the condition noticed the neck of the counter.

"This is it! Hey, Orson, Grande! Guys, can we just keep getting hit good by our enemies?! We'll fight back when we get back! Let's get those guys out of this city!

(You're getting hot on your own)

After a chilling look at the beautiful boy who somehow began his speech, one, two, three spoke to Lesi, the guild leader.

"What about that bloodthirsty idiot?

"The top adventurer in this guild, Kellikov. I have the strength, but I have to calm down a little bit."

"So, he says," Is that what the Alliance wants here? "

Lesi shook her head as one, two and three looked straight ahead.

"No, I will follow you to one, two, three. Each adventurer will decide what to do. If possible, I'd like to ask you to be generous..."

"You can't."

Immediately answered, Lesi nodded as he closed his eyes and prayed.

In Kellikov's speech, several adventurers seem to intend to take part in the counterattack. I hear they heard about one, two, three from their connoisseurs. Kelikov is now stuffed to one, two, three.

"You are the representative of the Orthon Grande... but it is unforgivable that you attacked the city in a cowardly manner and killed the representative. Immediately draw soldiers from this country and atone for their sins."

Seeing Kelikov approaching one, two, and three with a serious face, one, two and three turned to Lesi and visited him.

"Is this guy serious?

Lesi sighed and sighed at Kelikov.

"It's Kellikov. As an Alliance, I decided to follow Orson Grande, rather than this one, two, three. We're already defeated, so why don't we make some extra noise?"

"What a fool!

Kelikov shouted furiously at Lesi's words.

One, two, three is getting more and more troublesome when he's the louder one.

"Can't even argue with the methods of battle and give in to them who do lawless deeds! You can't be forgiven for that!

"Who decides whether to forgive or not?"

"Of course, justice!

In answer to one, two, three questions, Kelikov answered confidently.

"So who decides that justice?

"It won't be who decides what to do with justice or anything!

"Sounds like my justice isn't the same as yours. I'm already in trouble. In this, whoever obeys your grandfather's decision, pull over. Because I'm in the way."

One, two, three pointed to the indoor counter side, and about half the adventurers moved there. Those were the ones who watched Kelikov's speech from earlier with cold eyes.

"Don't you guys feel like thinking about this city?!

"Don't you hate that kind of unilateral pushing? Not that I don't like you, is it?

A few people are nodding unexpectedly at the scratches of one, two, three.

"Gu...... Well, if you show justice, you'll tell me what I'm saying! Come on, it's the sword you're wearing on that hip, isn't it? Just pull it out..."

One, two, and three ran out without waiting for Kelikov to finish the conversation, passing by Kelikov's side, and approached the woman in the robe.

"What?"

The woman, who had no doubt about Kellikov's win and was willing to watch the game behind him, was grabbed by one, two, three and the momentum was slapped hard in the back of the head by the stone wall as it was.

When you look at him fall to the floor as he drifts, his head is crushed. Whoever sees it is not alive.

"Phew, Friae......"

In front of Kelikov, who murmured the name of the dead woman, the other woman, who hurriedly held the bow in her hand, was also dropped in the neck with a knife of a plucked knife shortly after resisting.

A rolling neck hit Kelikov's leg and I could see a nodding eye staring at Kelikov.

"Ki, are you...!

Words of anger don't last till the end.

The right hand, which should have held the sword, has been dropped from the wrist at some point.

"Ugh...?

A knife burst into Kelikov's left eye as he glanced at his bloody wrist.

Kelikov, whose brain was broken, became an unspeakable corpse.

One, two, three are blind to it, and look seriously at their swords.

"Hmm... you're still a lot tougher than a regular knife. Even if you aim for a gap, do you want to slash the metal armor or spill the blade?"

"That Kellikov..."

The adventurers who stood on the side of the war were completely atrophied, but one, two, three were not going to forgive them. You'll do something extra if you keep missing it, and most importantly, the choice is already over.

The remaining adventurers also slash and throw away one after the other so as to ascertain the performance of the knife. Some lose both arms and groan, others are torn in the belly and spit blood, women severed from the waist or men who have been poked in many places and become blood Dharma.

One, two, three, who killed no one left, wiping the blade with a pocket while surrounded by a body, is inspecting the knife again. I have not moved any emotions to create such a tragedy.

Some adventurers and officials watching on the Alliance's side have lost their minds or are throwing up. And there was no one left, afraid of a man named one, two, three.

Lesi was no exception.

I've worked long as an adventurer, Lesi, but I've never seen anyone wield moves so specific to killing people. And those who kill people so naturally.

"So the disturbing molecules are gone"

When the swordsman, one, two, and three, looked back at Lesi and the others, there was a grin on his face.

"I can't get out of the city for a few days, but then I plan to be able to work normally"

"Well, what about the taxes that adventurers pay from their rewards?

"As always is fine. It's just that the traders have changed. As always, work hunting for the city."

I told him to do the cleanup in the guild, and as he saw one, two, three just leaving, officials and adventurers were not sure why the Kellikovs were dead.

If the reign of the House of One, Two, and Three remains stable and there is no particular harm to the inhabitants, and if life as it has always been, Kelikov and his men will finally be treated as fools who disturbed the stability of the city from the brave men who fought to protect it.

"That could be more cruel..."

Looking at Kelikov, who was dead with his remaining right eye open, Lesi wondered if he didn't deserve pity.