Summoned Slaughterer

When Origa joined one, two, three, the First Knights were already in a state of devastation.

Swing the chains of the covenant tree and strike down the knights with the copper. Focus on the face and throat and slap the neck where the movement is dull.

Broken teeth and blood scattered all over the place, the cavaliers of the First Knights rolling on one side, none breathing alone.

The face of the Third Knights noticed the arrival of one, two, and three in the words of Subnak, all of them hastily retreating from the battlefield.

Even as the last one of the first knights penetrated the spear, the tip was tangled up in a chain, disfigured, and tipped off with a foot payment.

"It's over."

A knight with a broken neck died bleeding from the edge of his mouth.

"All right, you got it cleaned up"

Origa approaches where she is serving a contract tree and preparing a disoriented road outfit.

"Dear one, two, three. No more enemies around here."

Hearing Origa's report, one, two, and three groaned that the Third Knights were looking out for those who were consolidating, chilling, then right.

"And… earlier, we discovered Bailevra"

"Right. So, what happened to him?

"With my hand, I killed him."

One, two, three hands are placed on Origa's shoulder, who looks neither joyful nor sad, rubbing a dagger that is re-fixed to his arm.

"Good day. You're finally done."

One, two, three remembered “The Hate Knife" I had previously read in the novel. It's a little different than that, but somehow, I said such a dialogue with a mild feeling as to whether it was something like this, but Oliga, in the words of its hard work, finally felt saved.

"Hi, Dear One, Two, Three..."

Oliga, who was impressed, jumped into the chest of one, two, three, without even plucking the overflowing tears.

"Oh?"

"I'm sorry. Just a little bit, just like this..."

Faced with a moment of doubt for Origa, who suddenly cried out, one, two, three grabbed Origa's shoulder and pulled away, staring directly into her eyes from the front.

"Laugh, Origa"

"You must have killed your enemies with revenge. Wouldn't you be happy? That's when you laugh."

Oliga, who had been looking at one, two or three faces for a while, rang her throat for a long time and drank her breath, then smiled with tears on her face.

"That's right. That's fine."

From the side, it may have looked like a couple who had survived some sort of trial, but it's the cavaliers' bodies that roll around.

There, Sabnak and Count Biron, come nearer by surprise.

"Um..."

"Oh, Sabnak? Even in the city ahead, you're still fighting, aren't you? I'm going."

"No, that's him..."

At the tip of Sabnak's finger was the figure of Prince Aiperos, who remained standing up like a shell out.

"What's wrong with that kid?

"A kid... but he's the prince of this country."

You must have seen it, Sabnak says, but one, two, three just snap his neck.

You thought you were interrupted, Oliga looks at Sabnak with her eyes full of curse killers.

"Well, that's fine. He seems to be manipulating me, but we'd like to pick him up in the Third Knights..."

"There's nothing for a kid who's not even willing to fight me. You can do whatever you want."

"Thank you"

Hearing one, two, and three responses, Sabnak gathered a few men to go to Aiperos.

Instead, Count Billon leaves before one, two, three.

"Thank you for the rescue. My name is Biron Uncle Camrat. Count Toono."

"Billon? Oh, the Count who sent that letter"

"Yeah, this time..."

The moment I try to convey my thanks, one, two, three right hands pull the knife backwards and a cold blade strikes Billon's neck muscle.

"It's good to call it because you have enemies. But I don't like it being used for my own benefit."

"Ri, I intend to use..."

"Aren't you going to use calling me to protect your city? I've come to kill my enemies, but I think it's too convenient to assume that they won't include you."

Dropping sweat in his spare smile face until earlier, Billon saw himself reflected on the blade.

"I, myself and the people, intend to protect themselves... because there was also a Third Knight... the matter of the First Knight is out of the math..."

In a rough breath, where Billon said interruptedly, one, two, three let go of the sword.

"As a nobleman of the same country, I beg for help from my hero Uncle Toono..."

"I'm going there because I have a fight. It doesn't matter what the country or affiliation is. The only criterion is whether or not you're going to be my enemy....... Focalol Leader comes here late. Hostile or welcoming, your freedom, but if you think it's a mutually beneficial relationship, you should have something commensurate with the benefit given, I suppose?

Niyah laughed. On one, two, three, Billon began to know who the things he had called in were. I thought I'd be a glad fighter fanatic if I had enemies, but I thought it was a big mistake.

(This guy just wants to kill each other, and you're not interested in the outcome of the fight)

When 123 arrived earlier, we found out why Sabnak rushed out of the Third Knights. As it were, they could have been killed collectively as the same Knights.

Seeing one, two, and three backs headed toward the prince, Biron sighed at his failure.

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"How dare you remove this magic apparatus?

"It's not good to have any side effects. It's not good to get raped, and shouldn't we just take you back to the king's capital like this?

"I think the princely people are going to say something..."

The knights had their opinions focussed on the barbed Prince Aiperos, but no conclusion has yet been reached.

I notice one, two, three walked there, and everyone paves the way.

"Sabnak. You said this guy was a prince."

"Yeah, stop killing me..."

"I remember I had an appointment with Imeralia. I won't kill anytime soon."

Saying, one, two, and three tore their clothes apart abusively and grabbed the magic fixture eating on the prince's chest.

"He's the one who chooses his destiny."

As in the case of Rivezal, he stripped the magic fixture by abusive means that did not care for the other's body in any way.

The knight I was watching around couldn't even stop it, just watching the situation.

Nobody tries to touch a prince who collapses to the ground.

"Ugh... Ugh?

I blinked my eyes and the prince regained consciousness.

"What? What the hell... my chest hurts...? Wow."

Seeing his own body full of holes and bloody, the prince, at once confused, was subjected to bashabasha and magic medicine.

"You're up. Get up."

Throw away the empty bottle, one, two, three commands.

"This is..."

A prince who was distracted by a completely blocked wound, but rose as a hack.

"You were..."

I glimpse it with hate-colored eyes, but one, two, three don't move as much as hairs.

"Well, here's your choice to decide your fate"

"What? You, turn to me, the prince..."

One flat handed shot, hitting Aiperos in the cheek.

"Shut up."

My vision hurts so much that I burst into tears in Iperos' eyes.

"The throne of this country bears an immelaria"

"Nah..."

"You should like it from now on. Hostile with my sister, too. You're also a hand in obedience and obtaining some status.... Oh, your mother's not in the world anymore, so it's no use trying to rely on her."

In his last words, Aiperos opened his eyes.

I look around and see his face because the only face I found out was Count Billon, who was coming nearby.

Count Billon slowly shook his head left and right.

"No way, no way..."

"Oh, I killed him"

One, two, and three, when he realizes that Aiperos' gaze has returned to him, he tells Salari and the truth.

"Uh-oh! You! You! Oh!

One, two, and three, kicking and rolling with their right legs, glimpsed Aiperos, who had unnecessarily rolled to the ground, grasping at him in confusion.

"They chose a path that was hostile to me on their own. And he died of failure. You take it personally to resent me, but be prepared that you will take responsibility for that action."

"Ugh..."

To the intimidation of one, two, three, Iperos is pressured, but more angry emotions than fear.

"Ki, you are the parasite that dived into this country! Not only did you get into an inappropriate position with your sister, but you're not allowed to kick my sister and make me a king!

You won't stop once you start spitting it out, criticism of one, two, three continues.

"O prince, let us not return first to the king's capital..."

Even if Sabnak speaks, the prince will not stop.

"You don't want the Third Knights! This is the result of bringing such a person into the country and granting him status! Harm this me to a barbarian who doesn't understand what bloodlines are, ru...?

Eyeperos' vision distorts.

"Nha, wha..."

Soon Aiperos' head parts left and right and drifts off with blood.

When he fell down making a noise, Aiperos was dying spilling the contents of his head.

"I will not tolerate any further insults to the One, Two, Three Lord"

It was Oliga who killed him.

A blade of wind with his right hand protruding forward and the maximum possible slashing flavor doubled the head of Aiperos.

"Ahhh..."

Only one of the stunned knights, only Sabnak, spoke out.

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"You leave a message here. Wait for Alyssa and the others to arrive."

"Oh, no... ahhh"

One, two, three got the gen trick, and Oliga grabbed her head and crouched in.

"He said he was stealing my prey. That asshole was still supposed to create chaos in the country if he let him swim like that..."

"But..."

"Is there a guy who cleans up before he does? Anyway, the rest of them are my prey."

Oliga, who tearfully dropped off one, two, three going into the city of Munster alone with indignation, is struck with disappointment.

"Hey, okay?

To Billon, who has spoken to me, Oliga stands up and praises him.

"What can I do for you?

"Oh, it doesn't have to be much. I'm in a position to get help. So, I'm talking about Uncle Toono's army heading this way, but I'd like to welcome you in Munster, so I'd like you to tell me how many people you have."

If that's the case, Oliga told him the number and organization.

"So, perhaps this will converge once and for all the disturbances in this city, but will the troops brought in take the form of a return as they are?

To Biron's question, Origa turned her suspicious gaze.

"No, I don't know why Uncle Toono brought in all these fighters."

"... well, fine"

Soft, faceless, Origa coughs.

"This march is a combination of expedition training. It's only natural that we don't need help in any battle."

But Oliga goes on.

"After the departure of Focarol, Master One, Two, Three has only spoken of your thoughts once.... I don't need a holland because it's not funny to fight those manipulated by magic equipment (...)"

"Well, that means..."

"We, the Focarol Army, will invade the Holland as soon as we are ready."

Origa went on even further to Billon, who looked blue.

If we get in the way, we'll crush and push that force together, too.