Summoned Slaughterer

After repositioning the border guard soldiers again, one, two, three of them pulled to Focarol once. Rest the soldiers, repair or refurbish the projectiles.

In one, two, three's view, it would take nearly a month for Vichy to come forward in full force.

It would take a considerable amount of time just to engage the dispersed soldiers to protect each city, and it is more visible to rub them in command than without a clear head of state.

I also thought about attacking them while they were forming an army. One, two, three, but I was quite busy just ruling Focarol. And I also needed to handle that because some city states have shown their willingness to be respectful to one, two, three, both within Vichy and in an area close to Orson Grande.

"I can't accept it unconditionally, even if they say it's on this side. The battle with Vichy will continue for a while, so the specific interaction starts with that."

"Yes, I did. Then I will tell the messenger that."

Origa was responding to the messenger who came to tell Kyoujun.

One, two, three could have handled it, but I decided to temporarily ask Oliga to play the compiler because I had a lot to think about, and I decided to think about it after the war.

"Basically, I'm not an exchanger or anything like that. It's good to have educated civilian slaves early. If this had been a crowd gathering, I wouldn't have had time to sleep."

I dropped off Oliga and then stretched out my body on the couch at the reception.

"One, two, three."

I'm gonna go through the door just a little open. Alyssa comes in all the way and calls. It's a violation of manners by nature, but I try to get in and out as much as possible without making any noise, because I don't need to shy away from one, two, three, which I can tell by the signs, and also training for scouts.

"Disqualified because I heard the metal on the door"

"Ah."

Grading was very demanding and Alyssa had yet to get a pass.

"Well, more than that, one, two, three customers...... what?"

"Where who?

"Well... it's Mr. Kersha."

Here he is, and one, two, three made him look invisible to Alyssa.

"The work of Mr. One, Two, Three has been conveyed to the Wang Capital. He said he defeated Vichy's army with very little damage."

"Oh well"

Passed by the reception, Kasha sat opposite one, two, three, but the conversation did not continue.

In the bitter air, one, two, three look through the unspeakable Kasha.

"... so?

"Um... the..."

It was Oliga who came in knocking on the door, where it was all twisted.

"Alyssa told me you were a visitor..."

Origa, who found Kasha, stopped unexpectedly. The smiling face fades away.

"Are you here? Well, sit down."

One, two, three dare not say to either, nor move their hands.

Kasha looked sad in her eyes at Origa, who sat next to one, two, three without hesitation.

"So, what brings you here?

"Oh, you know... I knew there was a limit to doing adventurers alone, and now I thought it would be different to work with someone else..."

"You think you can keep yourself out of it with all that grace and pick it up again by Lady One, Two, Three?

"Ugh..."

One, two, three were listening to the exchange in silence, but as Oliga was about to end up unilaterally blaming Kasha and driving him back, I thought it was time to give him a help boat.

"Well, I say those who refuse to come and leave don't chase them, and I don't mind hiring them again. We don't have enough men."

"Dear One, Two, Three!

To one, two, and three, whom I gave permission, Oliga protested, as if to shrink, but laid her hands on her hands to calm her down.

"You've got a lot more work, too. If you know your face, you know your abilities, and it would be easy to assign jobs. We still have our next fight. I don't want you to push me too hard."

"Dear One, Two, Three..."

Said to be a care for himself, Origa dyed her cheeks with more hands on one, two, three hands.

One, two, three thought he was an understandable guy, and Kasha suspected one, two, three of throwing up such a white dialogue.

"Well, I'm not putting you back in the lead. I don't think I'd feel comfortable being instructed to return."

One, two, three laughed when I said I was concerned about morale.

"For a while, as my escort and secretary, I need your help. I'll have the room in this hall."

"Oh, thank you. I'll do my best."

"Oh, a lot of things (...) will do, but good luck"

When he called the samurai and ordered Kasha to be guided to the room, one, two, and three took Origa out of the room.

"Are you sure?

"To some extent, it would also be important to make them do as they wish"

Origa didn't know what one, two, three meant, but she found out he was acting with some certainty, so she didn't say anything more.

The news from Vichy that the tracking unit was devastated was quickly conveyed from the city to the Central Committee, which accepted the soldiers who had been defeated.

The Commissioners, who were being collected to respond, were calm to hear the news.

To some extent, we had gathered information about one, two, three, so it was not surprising that 300 or so would be returned. However, I was dissatisfied with the reduction of soldiers for pursuit to mischief.

"That's a misjudgment on the part of the man I left to the captain. I don't care what you say to a dead guy, it doesn't start."

"But now we know the weapon the opponent will use, and should we think it's a power reconnaissance for our next full-scale recapture operation?

"It was a collection of troops from a small city. Even if we can track him down, there's no way he won't fight Locke."

Already before Debord came as a messenger, Vichy had decided to resist by force, and everyone was calm about what would become a battle.

"Nevertheless, did you say the new Viscount...... one, two, three? This man is dangerous."

"Conversely, if a man named one, two, three dies, he'll be able to stop Orson Grande."

"But although the parent book did seem to have the signature of Princess Imeraria?

In the past, some Commissioners have met with the Princess Immelalia face-to-face, who had the impression that she was a girl unrelated to politics and friendly to the people, but the shadows of Immelalia are hidden in this series of Orthon Grande moves.

It is unclear whether there was anything to think about in the king's death, or because he found a talent named One, Two, Three, but he seems to be actively moving the country aside from the prince who plans to inherit the throne.

"Either way, if Ong can hold off one, two, three, as he says, it won't have to be a one-sided harmony."

"Is it a good idea that the goal is to achieve a certain level of success and a time to seek dialogue?

"So, how many soldiers will this one have?

To that question, the samurai, who had refrained, distributed a written statement to all.

"15,000? Orson Grande's soldiers, holding Rhone to Arosale, would be 200 or so, even if combined with the Viscount's army and border guards. Isn't that excessive?

"300 was almost unharmed by 100, and we need personnel to take back the city, so we can't call it excessive."

"I've never been beyond what I can afford... for Christ's sake, the money's just leaving"

That's what I said. A question arose behind the brains of an elderly commissioner.

(What does Orson Grande attack Vichy for? To expand our territory? Apparently it was retaliation, but it was too harsh for the Ments)

I don't believe there exists an irreparable gulf between Imeraria and one, two, three. I couldn't imagine there for him.

"No matter how hasty, it takes three weeks to assemble. Then we'll organize the troops, so we're a month away from actually starting the recapture operation."

"Hmm, do we have to collect supplies and stuff by then? Abominable."

Before the largest build-up of troops in Vichy's founding history, the Commission had an exalted atmosphere. Usually it was a place of hustle and, in some cases, curse over the combination of profits, but the quest for victory over profits made it ironically possible to unify consciousness.

There is even an odd sense of fulfilment that the Commission's discussions have never gone so smoothly so far.

"Then let's say we expect the rest from our soldiers"

Everyone nodded and the committee closed the meeting.

Kasha was guided to the same level of private rooms as Origa and Alyssa.

A splendid bed and stationery were set up, and the size of the inn, which was used in Wangdu, combined with three rooms, was not enough, he said.

"I don't know, the world I live in has changed."

Sitting back on the bed, a maid of honor who guided me earlier at the whine comes and tells me she will guide me through this hall with one, two, three instructions.

The first floor of the Lordship Hall was completely renovated, with several meeting and office rooms, the main entrance was expanded to allow for great liberation for easy access, and about five staff members lined the front entrance to the reception.

"There's an official lined up like a guild, but what are you doing?

"Under the guidance of Lady 123, all residents of the city were required to register and notify births, deaths and marriages. That's why the receptionist is here."

The voice of the samurai answering slavishly was flat, but the talk was that she felt awe of one, two, three.

"Isn't it troublesome?

"Bonuses are paid for births and marriages, and sight and dance fees are paid for the notification of death. We were all half-hearted at first, but residents generally favored the sale of the artwork in the museum and the better response of the staff."

"Heh..."

Officials who smile and explain to residents who are still not sure what to do. The old woman, who came to file a death report for her relatives, was smiling in tears, with condolences from the officials.

Although invisible from Kasha, there are desks in the back of the counter in Kym, Brokla and Palu, and they are well checked for work, so the staff are still struggling to respond.

One, two, three can see, and Kasha, once again feeling the side of being nice to the inhabitants and not knowing it before, turns a suspicious eye with anticipation that it might be some kind of camouflage.

Because if one, two, three isn't the bad guy, he's going to be unbearable for what he's trying to do.

"Now let me show you upstairs"

He was even guided upstairs to the office room and warehouse space, where he was escorted to his own room before Kasha jumped into bed.

It was also well understood by the amateur Kasha that injustice was diminishing indefinitely, that the inhabitants were being able to have a fair and polite system of response, and that a tidy administration was being laid without confusion.

That's superficial, and maybe one, two, three has some horrible aim, but I don't think Kasha can find the material to blame one, two, three toward her face right now.

Pajo has asked Kasha to cooperate, deciding that the very existence of one, two, three will be a factor causing the war. At the time I heard the story, I was convinced that some shocks Oliga had chosen to be beside herself one, two, three, but I think it's good governance that's going on in reality.

Shake your head and shake off the suspicions that come to mind.

"One, two, three, if you don't be impotent, you don't even get to play Atashi. If you think about something extra, and they kick you out, you don't have an ex or a kid. Let's talk to Oliga slowly and think about making up."

Besides, I have to start working on one, two, three sides tomorrow. I was fortunate enough to put myself in a better position to observe one, two, three than I thought. After that, Kasha fell asleep until she was called straight to dinner to see if she was tired of the journey she traveled in a hurry when she had just concluded to work hard to avoid being suspicious.

"Slam?"

"Yes, we have generally completed the creation of the family registry, but only the slums have security issues and it seems difficult for civilians to get in."

Origa, who explains the report from Palu, the civil servant in charge of the registry, does not take a glimpse of Kasha standing next to one, two, three sitting at the desk. Though I have tried to make contact from Kasha several times before, it was avoided by Kanboro.

"That's the kind of neighborhood you had."

"Slums are everywhere in a city that's somewhat big. There's one in the king's capital."

Beyond being a political system to such an extent that it does not create a household registry either, there is more than a certain number of people who have been started out of their normal living areas by crime and poverty. Especially in this world, if you leave the city and stay a little away from the streets, the chances of being attacked by demons jump.

The dark city, into which slave rises and there is no money, or people fleeing crime and so forth enter, has a sizeable population, with some dying every day and some rolling in about the same number.

"There are so many adventurer breakdowns that some of them will take on frigid jobs that the Alliance won't accept. The King's Capital, the Hidden Snake that Mr. One, Two, Three crushed, most of them must be from Slam."

"According to information gathered from the city's people, there seems to be a group of people that bind the slums. I don't know how many people there are, but it looks like there were kidnappings, robberies and other crimes."

Now, he's lurking heavily to see how a new lord comes out.

The soldiers patrolled several times, but the slum dwellers who saw the soldiers did not try to pull out into the standing flat.

I don't know how much population you have, but if you let it go, you'll just happen to come out into the city and repeat the crime.

"If you'll excuse me, I'll clean it all up."

"That's a little dangerous..."

Origa silenced Kasha with her gaze.

"Oliga, get along with Kasha for a second. I may ask you to work together. And I'll clean the slam."

"I can't bother you with one, two, three..."

"Origa"

One, two, three, who called his name and blocked the conversation, stared straight at Origa and laughed.

"This is my job. This is what I want to do."

"... Yes, sir."

Standing up, one, two, three, put a knife on his hips and weaved his cape from the top of his usual road clothes. Delivered from the royal castle to show that he is a lord, it is designed with a royal crest on his left shoulder and a newly designed knife and sickle motif on his right shoulder as one, two, three family crests.

"I'm going to do it with Slam. I'll take care of both of you."

He is dropped off by Origa and Kasha, bowing his head, and one, two, three flips his cape and leaves the office.

While reviewing in my head the system of territories that can be rapidly put in place, the feelings of one, two, three give thought to Vichy's counterattack, which will happen next. One month, short, as one, two, three predictions hit.

"... we need to start getting ready."

It is only by carefully preparing that there is such excitement as the battle in Rhone. Now 10,000 or 20,000? At least, one, two, three won't get bored. Besides, there may be a movement of Imeralia gestures, starting with Pajo.

That's good, trying to do this, walking lightly with a smile on his feet looked like he was restless before dating a beautiful woman, and the officials on the ground floor who saw him leaving the hall were smiling that the lord was in a good mood.