Summoned Slaughterer

Alyssa's pursuit led Vichy's army to defeat through Rhone, even though it was further reduced in number.

In a few days of attacks and arranging for the resumption of border security in Rhone, explaining and cleaning up to the inhabitants of Alosale, Alyssa returned to Focarol looking exhausted.

"... go to sleep"

"Yeah, good luck. Good night."

Upon receiving the report, Origa smiled and dropped off Alyssa as she returned to her room in the Fluffy and Lordship Hall.

Origa herself had returned the inhabitants who had been temporarily evacuated to their homes, and had directed the soldiers who had remained in Focarol to clean up the city, among other things. The injury is completely healed by magic medicine and is more vigorous than ever.

And now, I have a journey schedule of one, two, three minutes with myself.

Meeting with Midas...... it was only a one-sided instruction from one, two, three in content, but so Pajo and the other knights of the Third Knights killed by one, two, three were set to die in battle with Vichy as a record.

Midas was glad that things were going to settle in more serenity than he could have imagined, as the fact that nobility was targeted at the behest of Imeraria would be a great damage to the royalty if it were spread. Bad for Pajo, but I have to assume that I would never have gone beyond that unless I had any more impact on the princess.

But after that story, the tension reverberates with the words one, two, three said.

"I'm going to the royal castle once. I need to talk to Imeraria."

"Talk...?

"I'm still an Orson Grande nobleman. You need to report victory and triumph."

Thus, without taking the soldiers, only one, two, three and Origa were to go to the king's capital with the survival of the Third Knights. The lead soldiers will all remain in their territories in defense.

"It's just us, so you don't mind attacking me on my journey, do you?

"Play..."

To one, two, three laughing mischievously, Midas could barely reply with a squeezing voice.

Holland's political hub is located in the capital, Ludan.

This royal castle, known as Ludan Castle, houses Sprungel Geng Holland, the old king who rules Holland, and has been on the throne for 50 years.

But it was Verdre, his immediate grandson, waving a substantial political arm.

The old king had made it clear that he would give the throne to Verdre, not his own son, and that experiments with magic implements using Vichy were also underway for Verdre to make modest achievements.

Royal orders are absolute in Holland, where the power of the king is very strong and there are few nobles, and the position of citizens, including soldiers in general, is quite weak. However, there is something remarkable about the development and development of magic implements that are focused on funds at the direction of the King, and the richness brought about by those magic implements was dampening criticism from the people.

"What's going on?"

"It's going well."

When the king asked with a faint voice, Verdre replied, remaining upright.

"Ganga, a magic tool that improves aggression, and Errik, a magic tool that holds back emotions, are almost complete."

"But there will also be shortcomings"

"When you install a ganga, it doesn't work when you run wild and say it, and when you are influenced by Erlik, your behavior is slightly slower, and your judgment is greatly reduced. But it doesn't matter in the way it's operated, and if you use it only on the soldiers, make a decision with the commander, and give instructions to the soldiers as tools, it won't be a problem."

King Sprungel nodded to Verdre, who answered with his chest outstretched if he was confident.

"Good. Keep it your achievement, but good. Reward the researchers and show them how much you weigh."

"I understand."

The King further decided to hear Verdre's views on the situation with other countries.

"... what, Vichy or Orson Grande seems to be noisy..."

"Sounds like the young nobleman of Orson Grande is rambling rudely with the princess's letter. We have been given territory, including the border with Vichy, and we have heard that we have cut some of Vichy's territory. I thought we were still fighting."

"Even on the border between my country and Orson Grande, there seems to be movement"

"Since we are going to cooperate with Vichy on the face of it, we are also moving our soldiers to the border, so it seems that we have been sending soldiers to deal with it. You won't even make contact."

If it becomes a full-fledged war here, Orson Grande becomes a two-front operation. While the war with Vichy was ongoing, it was the common view of the King and grandson that it would not come from the Orthon Grande side. Once the war with Vichy is over, there will be no reason for Holland or for us to deploy soldiers.

"The Orson Grande side has a certain amount of effect. The Dachan (roughly) Vichy side will end up conceding, but will resist somewhat. Vichy's soldiers will be ready in numbers no matter what their quality."

After a moment of silence on the report, the king told him to bite slowly.

"Then… I shall leave this position when the situation has settled to the point where I can pull up the soldiers taking me out to the Orson Grande border"

"It's..."

"Be thou the next king, and reign over this land. However, use the border soldiers to prove the effects of the magic tools" Ganga ”and“ Erik ”. Let that be your first achievement as king."

"Ha. I'll move immediately"

"Um, I'm waiting for the good news"

Days were still needed for information to pass to Holland that Vichy's army had been repelled by an oligarch-led Focarol army opponent.

The closest thing to the Holland side border of Orson Grande is a city called Munster.

The city, about the same size as Focarol, is ruled by an Earl named Biron, including several surrounding villages.

Billon wasn't as close to the prince as he was to the princess, and sometimes the territory was on the other side, and he didn't know much about the situation on Vichy's side, mainly Focarol. It was like accepting this request for a presence from the Second Knights and reluctantly with the Prince's signature, and his interaction with the Knights was only greeted when the Second Knights Captain Stifels first came to visit, with the stance of "take the rest at will”.

"What brings the Knights here?"

Billon, unable to hide his dissatisfaction, sat back firmly on the couch and spilled his stupidity on the butler standing beside him.

He was 30 years old and still a young predominant. His father died of illness five years ago and was summoned back to work as a bureaucrat in the King's Capital to succeed the Count.

I also understood this situation and the connection between Vichy and Holland, albeit with little information, and I knew there was no point in stimulating Holland. Of course, just in case, more soldiers were patrolled near the border than usual to make known the possibility of an emergency troop outpost.

Anyway, since there are more soldiers out there and there are holes in policing all over the city, I only hoped that an emerging nobleman named 123, who doesn't even know his face, whether he wins or loses, would just put things right.

So Biron was vigilant against the Second Knights, who came to his senses when he did it.

If you do something strange and the end of the battle with Holland opens, you won't be willing to lose, but the city of Munster will not be safe, and your own soldiers will be drained.

Moreover, there is even talk of the Second Knights building a simple fortress halfway between Munster and the border, where Prince Aiperos will visit the encouragement. Billon can only sigh at Prince Aiperos' blatant earned track record, which originally had a faint presence from the influence of the princess's popularity.

"It would be the Queen's inward wisdom, but if this turns into war, don't you see that I would be undervalued?

Or is it also some must-have piece or tool? And I thought, if there's such a thing, there's no way that that dignified, confident Stifels would shut up.

"If an emerging Viscount like one, two, three would beat Vichy up early..."

He had remained neutral, but Biron was getting caught up in the movement of the Prince and the Second Knights, trying to stick to the side pushing the Princess of Imeraria.

And Midas entered the royal castle with the Third Knights, and one, two, and three, as soon as they had ascended the castle, they were passed between the sights. Apparently, they give you some kind of reward. A floating air, desperate to fix, dominated the room to the situation Midas had communicated on his early horse.

(I guess it's meant to be a compensation. Per Chancellor's proposal, I guess)

Well, I don't care, only the shape knelt. One, two, three.

To that appearance, holding her knees trembling, Imeralia uttered words of comfort between her eyes as she stood.

My voice was about to tremble, but I can desperately help my stomach because of the eyes of other nobles.

"The outcome of this battle was remarkable. The destruction of the great army by the oligarchs will be told later in this country. It is very unfortunate that a sacrifice was made from the Third Knights..."

I feel the back of my eyes get hot with remorse, but I keep putting a smile on my face.

"… as a reward for this achievement, Hiffmi Toono shall be counted and given a new territory which, in addition to the present territory, is the result of this one. Nothing of significance, is it?

During his gaze, the nobles lined up beside him remained silent.

I don't seem to be actively in favor of it, but I can't afford not to reward those who have done so much war. Besides, sometimes no one wanted it, such as land sandwiched between another country and one, two or three territories.

"You don't seem to have any objections. On behalf of the late Father King, I, Hiffmi Toono, in the name of the Imeraria Trier Orsongrande, am the Earl of the Kingdom of Orsongrande."

Hearing a sparse applause, one, two, three, stood silently, glancing at Imeraria for a moment before leaving between glances.

The nobles, who dropped it off, whispered and said it was disrespectful, but were urged by Imeraria to leave the room first.

"Dear Imeraria,"

Predicting that the other nobles had left the room, the Chancellor entered.

"Something"

"Um... were you sure?

"What else are we going to do? We will no longer have to treat this country as a defensive force as it is. I also heard from Midas about some disturbing plan, but still, we will have to use Dear One, Two, and Three to belong to this country. It's impossible to get rid of him now."

After caring for the king's throne with chirality, Imeralia drew her mouth together.

"I will see why you do not kill me. And we're going to have to ask him first hand what he's trying to do. Tell him to come to my office later."

"That's not dangerous..."

"No matter what kind of measures, no matter what kind of escort you have, if it doesn't make sense, it's useless."

Imeralia was upset for a while when she heard the news of the loss of a trusted subordinate, but she was only a little calm. The duties imposed on me do not allow me to stop and cry.

"What happened to Aiperos?

"I told Orlando I was going to make a battlefield inspection, and he traveled this morning."

"Something unsolicited..."

Imeralia thought it would be nice if she stood aside as the next king. I had no idea that Prince Aiperos had talked to his mother, the Queen, about her lack of track record, and I had no idea that she needed track record to succeed the king.

Anyway, only to calm things down for Aiperos to be crowned was now the goal of Imeraria.

When one, two, three returned to the room reserved as a refrain, Oliga, who had waited as a samurai, stood up and welcomed him.

There's also the Third Knights subnak. Called to one, two, three, he had a bewildered look on his face.

"That was fast, Subnak. Just sit down."

"Can I help you...?

About Pajo's final period, Sabnak was listening to Midas' report. I heard then that there was no harm to survival, but still I can't dispel the fear that I might be killed more than I am a traitor's colleague.

"You don't have to be. Earlier now, the old Vichy territory from Arosale to Rhone became mine too. The title is Earl, too."

Drink the tea prepared by Origa.

"Congratulations. I don't think it's much as a compensation for trying to harm Lady One, Two, Three."

Reply to Oliga's compliments, oh so appropriate. Because if you ask me seriously, I won't stop.

"Congratulations, too, from me. Now you're part of the Orthon Grande aristocracy, both famous and famous."

"I don't care about the title, but now I have an eye for earning money for my activities. But not enough people."

"Manpower, is it?

Sabnak sweated on his spine, remembering the clerical handling hell of Focarol Temporary Lords, which can no longer be remembered as if it were a distant old memory.

"I need someone who can take my place. I'll be away for a while."

On the tympanic membrane of Subnak, thrills and heart sounds are heard from the inside of the body.

"To some extent, a civilian slave does, so you're a settler and a facial player. I'm ready, and I hope you come to Focalol in about 10 days."

They were already certain that Subnak would be called.

Considering you missed the Knights, including Pajo and Midas and yourself, I couldn't say no, not very much.

"... ok..."

This time I told myself that it would not be the same hell as before because some officials were there, and Sabnak left saying he would be ready.

"Well, after that, you're Imeraria."

One, two, three, whined, and came to tell them that the maid of the castle was a call from Imeraria.

"Oliga, let the Third Knight help me gather the people in front of the castle. The example balcony is in the visible position. Well, say," Princess to people, we have a statement of determination. "

"Expression of determination means…"

"So I thought I'd refresh myself in the castle."

To the words of one, two, and three, Origa replied with a smile of nickel.