Summoned Slaughterer

Behind one, two, three, who is slaughtering ten knights and satisfying himself with a knife in his sheath. It was Imeraria who made a horrible face out of the shadow of the bed.

You're supposed to be noticing they're watching you, but just because you don't care, one, two, three doesn't even try to see Imeralia.

Shifting his gaze, there was in the corner of the room the corpse of the queen, my mother, who had just been kicked over by one, two, three.

Seeing her breathless mother with a resentful look on her face, Imeralia was confused whether she could grieve or relieve herself.

I look at my bedroom decorated with blood and think back to how this happened.

Imelalia, who had taken the form of a demonstration of the will to inherit the throne in front of the people with one, two, three, had cut up her work early that day and returned to her bedroom.

"How could you do this..."

Imeralia, dressed in thin red night clothes and seated herself in bed, took a long sigh.

I feel terribly tired and my shoulders feel heavy.

"What the hell is he thinking?"

Imeraria still doesn't understand the idea of one, two, three.

Nor does it seem that he wants to be king, and the story from the Knights is that he has also left the administration of the territory to the civilian population with only some policy. Moreover, taxes have also been organized and reduced overall, and the leading soldiers have become close to the people, who generally have a good reputation.

Many have witnessed the action of spending a lot of money on weapons and other developments, but not particularly luxurious, but even seeing the blah blah blah and the city in their spare time or training their swords.

“Lords who are gentle and fair to the people and whose efforts to protect them are indispensable."

That seems to account for a great deal of appreciation for one, two, three.

It's hard for Russia to believe that it's the same person's rating on something completely different than the ratings that Immelalia has seen and heard.

"Do you hate royalty and nobility?

I also thought that the report also said that a significant number of slum dwellers had been killed. Simply concluded that he appeared to be only deciding whether or not to interfere, regardless of his identity or position.

Think with your head.

Nothing is harder to treat than a madman who has garnered popular support. If you try to get rid of it badly, this one will be made the bad guy.

I can hear a knock in the thoughtful Imeraria ear.

"I wonder what's wrong?

A samurai waiting in front of her bedroom comes in with a snack.

"That's... Count Toono is here..."

To the bewildered samurai, Imeraria sighed several times today.

"I didn't know you were visiting an unmarried woman's room at night...... I don't mind, let me through."

"But..."

I guess the samurai cares about the wind and danger of men entering the princess's bedroom, but for Imeralia she can't care about the insanity of one, two, three more.

"I don't mind. It's just that I didn't have to come in. It's still good."

"That's a lot of words."

One, two, three came in, pushing the samurai away.

He's got some big baggage on him.

"It's at least a resistance to indignation. So, what's that?

"Before that"

Blocked from the words of Imeraria, one, two, three turned to the maid.

"Contact the Third Knights and tell them to come here. Right... Speak up around Midas and come armed for security"

Suddenly the lady, who was ordered to black-and-white her eyes, was ordered to do as she said.

As the samurai left graciously, one, two, and three threw the luggage they had on the bed, the elongated luggage moved violently on the bed.

……

Oh, you're up.

"Is this... a creature?

Imeraria, who accidentally jumped out of bed, hid in the shadows of one, two, three.

"Don't be so frightened. It must be your mother, right?

Stripping off the cloth she was wearing, the queen, shaking her hair, was staring at one, two, three with her hands tied behind her back and a monkey bite.

"Oh, Mother!?

One, two, three will remove the monkey, and he will scream like a weir cut off.

"Do you think you can do this to me and be safe!

"Hi, Dear One, Two, Three, why are you doing this..."

Imeralia grabbed one, two, three arms, and the queen turned her mouth to her daughter about what she thought.

"Imeraria! I didn't expect you to use these hands! It was a manifestation of sincerity to target the throne after all, such as placing a man in custody of his mother!

"Mother..."

Imeralia has no words for a mother who comes to stare at herself with an impatient look.

"That's the thing. Looks like this guy managed to get the prince to inherit the king over Imeraria."

Once again, the queen bit at one, two, and three, who say like other personnel.

"Shut up! The great sinner who killed the king, the insane one who proclaims nobility without the official recital of the king!

"Really?

"… Under the law, it is not a problem to give aristocratic status if you are royal. As a custom, only the King has done so..."

"I mean, they made outrageous accusations."

Imeralia thought the Kingslayer would not be out of focus, but she doesn't think it's a sin either, because it's just “revenge” in one, two, three.

One, two, three stories say he was lurking in the castle thinking there would be movement in the prince faction over this succession of thrones issue, and saw the queen order the First Knights to kill Imeralia. So, when the Knights face left the room, they detained the queen.

I couldn't believe the story, and Imeraria sees the queen, but the queen didn't deny it.

"Aiperos is the one who deserves to take over the throne. Imeralia, you have brought this country to the castle in crisis, and your plan to target this country itself is unforgivable!

Imeraria felt darkened in front of her.

I should have thought desperately and acted desperately to preserve the peace of this country so that the kings would not fall apart from the lost country.

After my mother fell, for my younger, unreliable brother and even though it didn't work out, I managed to get this far.

"So, what do we do?

To one, two, three questions, Immelalia returned to me.

"How about...?

"So far, this guy feels more like your enemy than mine. I brought it for once because I have trouble with people complaining about it."

I can be more angry than angry at one, two, three, who put their breasts in my care.

"I can't believe he's an enemy..."

"This guy is trying to kill you. Don't call it an enemy."

"It's..."

With his face much closer, Imeralia can't go on with her words.

"Leaving it alive would be a civil unrest with you and a prince in the castle. Conflicts persist both on the table and on the back. It's the samurai and the youngest who are affected by it, that is, the people."

To put it in one, two, three conveniences, I end up saying that less people moving the country is easier to control, but I dare not say it.

"If this guy were alive, he'd manage to be behind the prince and get in my way. If it weren't for this guy, the prince might be taking care of himself. That'll give you the stable political system you want."

Imeralia, who chewed her lower lip and thought so much as blood seeped, squeezed her voice out, putting together the thoughts she was about to escape.

"I can't..."

She was a queen with a face that was natural, but she blued her face for the words that followed.

"So I'd like to entrust you to one, two, three..."

"Are you abandoning my mother!

Imeralia thought which one was after her life first. It was a bitter decision, but I was able to convince myself with my current words.

"Don't hesitate, then"

On the thin neck of the queen lying in her bed, one, two, three pulled out a knife and slapped her with a slap.

The neck bone broke and the queen opened her eyes and died.

"Are you sure this is a good idea..."

"It would be too early to decide that"

One, two, three lifted Imeralia's hips and rolled her across the bed.

"Geez."

Futon the queen's body and close the lid curtain.

"Stay hidden for a while. Several people are coming this way. Maybe the First Knights are here to kill you."

Midas and the others didn't make it, one, two, three muttered.

"Oh no..."

Imeraria's mind was not yet convinced that the Knights, who were supposed to protect themselves, were trying to kill themselves.

"For now, I'll protect you, so think desperately about how things are going to change around you and what you're going to do. It was awkward to pajo, but the will to do so was good."

Suddenly praised, Imeraria gave a strange look.

"If you're not that temperamental, you can't survive the upcoming war. You're gonna take revenge on me someday, aren't you? If so, don't sneer in here. Until the blade reaches me, let it survive."

Eating up his critical teeth, Imeralia stared at one, two, three.

"Yes, that's fine. Whether it's anger or anything, the willing, it's what bumps into each other that makes sense. It's fun."

Turning his back on Imeraria, one, two, three, pulled out his knife and watched the blade imprint inadvertently.

Footsteps for a few people stop in front of the room.

When Midas and Sabnak reached the Imeraria bedroom, one, two, three had just left the room.

One, two, three, who had sex with an enemy who was somewhat responsive, had a really crisp look when it came to the night.

"It's late. I got all the prey."

"What about Master Imeraria?

"I'm inside. Watch your step because the body's rolling."

When Midas walked into the room wondering what that gentleness was, there were a number of bloody bodies rolling in the bedroom with simple but luxurious conditioning.

Some of them are mutilated by the queen.

"Ask Imeraria about the situation. I'm going."

"Where are you going?

"Identification work"

Taking the knife and dropping off one, two, three that gently marked the hallway, Sabnak shook his neck beside him with a frightened face.

"What the hell, aren't the Knights down to half today? No, only a third less because the second one's away."

"What if I'm joking? Guide Imeralia to the spare bedroom. We stay on guard till morning."

"... if it's just a joke, fine."

From across the hallway, I heard someone screaming.

"So from now on, one, two, three will be cleaning inside the royal castle, so you will be on guard to keep the trash from escaping"

All of a sudden he came to the cloister and forced those who were about to return, other than on duty, to stop, and gathered the knights of the Third Knight. Origa had made an order in the name of explanation.

All of them, knowing what the girl in front of them was in, obeyed with great admiration that it was not a good idea to defy them even though they were dissatisfied.

"Well... it's time for me to go home..."

"No, sir."

"No..."

Give up, my colleague comforted me, and the female knight gave up and sat down.

"Now in the castle, we are parted by princesses and princesses. The First Knights seem to be princely. The story of Lady One, Two, Three says there's a good chance that the First Knights will move to assassinate the Princess tonight."

"What!

"Stupid, incredible. Suppose you're in a position to protect the Imperial Castle."

Oliga claps her hands to quell the confused knights.

"In any case, more than one hundred and twenty-three have decided to make Imeralia king, they will only die if they are hostile. The Third Cavalier was given the role of detaining anyone trying to escape from the castle further outside the castle gate guarded by the First Cavalier."

Oliga says as she opens the iron fan she took out of her nostrils and fans her face loosely.

"But..."

"No matter how much Lord Toono instructs you, how can the Knights imitate hostility..."

Words disputing the toad were blocked by the sound of Oliga closing the iron fan.

"It's like hostile, not hostile, already hostile. Or are you a prince? In other words, when you become enemies of one, two, three..."

A knight of age came forward when he saw the force in his hand holding the iron fan to see it.

"Wait! We obey the will of Lord Imeraria. Did the Midas get called in for that, too?

"Exactly. You don't have to fight anything. One, two, three. As long as there are no people in or out while the castle is being cleaned. And then, tomorrow morning, I'll ask you to clean up."

The knights thought the grinning Origa smile was adorable but more terrifying than that.

"Thanks to Lady 123, the Third Knights will be treated as the closest and most powerful force to the Imeralia within the Royal Castle"

Plus, Origa goes on.

"If you encourage us to do our job well here in a cooperative manner, they're going to miss out on what the Third Knight did the other day, aren't they?

I don't want to forgive you, but Oliga's eyes said.

Thus, until the next morning, the Third Knights became feathers watching the Royal Castle without a single night's sleep.