Summoned Slaughterer

A soldier with one arm found the entrance to and exit from the capital and only relieved him a little when he ran diligently for about half an hour.

The guards in the Holland capital Adramelk panicked when they found a man running through the streets in desperate shape.

"And stop! Stop!"

"Help me! The enemy's after us!

Sometimes the soldiers who screamed to stick to the guards were clearly the gear of a regular Horrant soldier, and the guards immediately tried to lead them to the stall.

But the one-armed soldier screams that it's not the other way around.

"The guys who came in from the Orson Grande are approaching right around the corner! Contact Master Yug at the castle immediately!

A soldier rushed to the castle with an impatient look on his face.

Anyway, the moment the one-armed soldier was relieved that he had been able to contact me. A voice I could hear from behind, a voice I didn't want you to hear.

"Good day. You're pretty fast."

Looking back in horror with a motion like an oiled machine, there was a look behind Nico laughing one, two, three.

The view around me enters my sight on the clap of slipping hips.

On both sides of one, two, three are the guards down. It's twitching and blood. While spreading the circle, it's not even picky.

"You can't get away with this. It's so close and main road."

When I waved the knife in my hand, I made a pissy noise and blood swung across the ground.

"Wow..."

The voice of surprise was interrupted by a slit throat.

"Well, all you have to do is go to the castle... whoa"

Confirming the spire of the castle, which can also be seen from the gate, about 10 wizards were seen coming this way from the side of the castle.

"Now it's just the Wizard's unit."

Saying, one, two, three are already rushing towards them.

Realizing that the goal is coming, the wizards are rushing to chant. The magic, which was painfully able to make it before entering the attack range of one, two, three, mixes wind and fire, becoming a fireball clustered together with a huge wind, approaching one, two, three as it swung high temperatures.

Still not slowing down the running speed, laughing invincibly one, two, three.

At last, the moment the fireball approached right in front of him, one, two, three, wandered all the way down and beneath the hot, burning fireball.

Several hairs burn and the same amount is cut into wind blades.

Still not changing one complexion, one, two, three stepped in heavily and ran through among the wizards.

Moment after moment, a relentlessly sworn sword cut off four necks at once.

Stunningly eye-opening wizards drop their poles and necks by a time difference.

And in the meantime, the rest of the wizards rusted one sword after another, stuffed at close range and unable to do anything.

"All right, castle next."

One, two, three run to carry out only one siege, with the sword of the stripper lowered.

☺☻☺

Right now, there are five soldiers lined up in front of Yug with heavy armor.

This is the waiting room for soldiers in the castle.

The aligned soldiers all stare in an unawares direction, and from their half-opened mouths they can see the yellow, cloudy teeth that opened the gap without a few missing pieces.

Soldiers who were used as experiments in magic implements and magic drugs studied under Verdre's initiative and were forced to strengthen them.

Most of them were “broken", but I managed to collect five bodies and adjust them to listen to orders.

"Hmm. Well, it's in the castle, so that's all we need."

Reinforced soldiers possess enough power to fight even against about 10 soldiers, and are wrapped in thick metal armor, which weighs heavily on ordinary humans who can't move if they wear it.

If the measure went well, it should have been a sufficient number of people.

"In the meantime, if only the king could hold him back, and hey."

What Eug proposed to Verdre was simple: deliberately invading the Royal Castle and destroying the king at the same time as eliminating the intruders.

Even if the intruder didn't reach the king, he thought he could do anything else as long as the fact was that the intruder had entered the castle.

There, a soldier of Yug children was rushing in.

"Dear Youg! The enemy is breaking through the castle gate!

"... that's a long time ago"

Eug's prediction is that the enemy will be picked up as early as tonight. I was reading that it would probably be during the day tomorrow.

There are still many unrelated outside the prince faction created by Yug in the castle today, and it is likely that fortified soldiers will be seen.

"I have no choice. Kick the nobles out of their backs, including the servants and factions who call them evacuations, while summoning and responding to the wizards who are here."

Declaring to move the reinforced soldiers after a certain amount of time has passed, the soldiers who come to preach leave the room to carry out their orders.

"Well, if they see you, let them disappear in battle"

To convey the situation to Verdre, the reinforcements left him standing by, and Yug left the room behind as well.

Here, there was something Yug didn't check and didn't tell me about the preaching.

That there is only one intruder, and that only one of them is destroying the city's soldiers.

And by not knowing where the enemy, the rest of which should have been about ten, Verdre and Eug's aim goes off a lot.

☺☻☺

When a scream was heard from the side of the castle, the inhabitants of Adramelk were completely frightened, and those fleeing or heading to their homes, after one, two or three had passed, were showing more of the confusion.

The Wang capital also has a large number of inhabitants, and I guess it has an extraordinarily large number of wealthy people compared to other cities that were just inhabitants with dark faces. I can also see people putting together a lot of household belongings or moving around protected by escorts.

Carriages and luggage moved in and out, and the street was a rough crowd, but it was rather easier for the Origa and the others because they could travel discreetly.

"Come on, according to the information put out by Lady 123, there should be a research facility just in front of the Royal Castle. I'm in a hurry."

The Focarol soldiers were desperately chasing after Oliga as he pulled the trolley, sniffled and slumped at the great task entrusted to him by one, two, three.

People became so sparse that they approached the royal castle that by the time they reached the front of the research facility, no one was found around them.

One, two, three seem to be in full rampage at the castle, and I can still hear screams from time to time.

You headed for backup, and I don't even see the guards you're supposed to be there.

The wooden gate entering the site was closed, but gently pressed to open it slowly.

With only a few gaps in the door, Oliga magically asks what's going on inside.

Using a fully used echo location, explore two humans standing on the property with weapons.

He seemed to stand in line just fine, so he jumped the wind blade without hesitation and scratched his throat off.

"He who interrupts an order given to him by the One, Two, Three Lord, will die."

The Origa, who quickly stepped onto the site and left only the two of them on the lookout, also find a building that looked sturdy from the outside.

"What does this mean?

To Origa's doubts, one of the Focarol soldiers muttered.

"From the outside, does that mean you're locking someone inside? Or it's a warehouse, so you can only block it from the outside."

"You have to be sure. A warehouse might have a purpose."

Carefully unscrew and gently open it so that it does not stand in the front of the door.

I heard multiple roars from inside.

"... demons?

Someone snapped, but I don't know the answer unless I see it.

Without hesitation, Oliga glanced inside and shook her shoulder in freak for a moment at the sight that spread in front of her.

"... Mr. Origa?

"Let's go inside. This place looks like a prison."

The soldiers thought that Oliga, who had just gone indoors, would not need it if he was in prison, but he was afraid to argue, so he continued later.

"Whew!"

Inside the building was an undivided one-floor, lined with uneven and chained humans on the walls.

Everyone of them is drooling with irrational eyes, turning their teeth and intimidating the soldiers in front of them. Though his hands and feet are fixed, trying to escape restraint by making a noise with Gasha is no different than the beast being rampaged.

They are all naked and have distinctive magic fixtures attached to their chests.

"This is a man who has become ferocious with magic equipment."

Origa looked familiar to the person who did this.

"So..."

"I guess there's magic equipment in other buildings. Looks like this is where we keep track of the people who were used for the experiment."

In response to Origa, who was discussing calmly, the soldiers looked at the experimental subjects with a blue face wondering if this was an ex-human.

Second, Oliga noticed that there were some empty chains.

If you look closer, the part of the bracelet still has the blood of a damp person attached to it.

"Looks like a few people have been taken somewhere..."

Origa immerses herself in thought and goes around about how to move experimental bodies around the rampage.

Origa, who came to think of something, began chanting with a magical dagger anchored to her arm directed at one experimental body.

A few seconds later, a bucket of water covers the experimental body's face.

Though it stormed harder, it hung tightly in the restraint without holding for a minute.

Turn off the water and make sure that Origa's eyes, which see how the experiment is looking, glow with coolness and are not barely dead.

"I see. So you choke."

Turning to the totally frightened Phocarol soldier, Origa gave instructions on a refreshing smile.

"Let's also use their experimental experience. One, two, three."

The Focarol soldiers have no other choice but to snort.

☺☻☺

"O king, a thief has entered the castle."

Verdre, with Yug and a fortified soldier equipped with a giant sword, looked to the king who would sit on the throne between the glances.

Upset spreads over Verdre's words to the nobles and soldiers present at the sight, but the king lifted up his hand and took control.

"... so why are you here when you were supposed to be in charge of security. And what are the monsters lining up behind you?"

To the king's words, Verdre does not even try to hide her grin.

"These are fortified soldiers using my pride of magic equipment. Let's make this a battle force comparable to that of ten soldiers and, no, twenty soldiers."

"Then why did you bring me here? It will be used to defend the castle."

"Huhuhuhuhu..."

"What's wrong?"

To Verdre, who shows her white teeth and laughs invincibly, the king does not even try to hide his discomfort.

"Don't you know yet? Looks like you're completely old and busy..."

"Dear Verdre, that's too..."

"Shut up."

One nobleman tries to flatter Verdre, but one stares and shuts up.

"I ask you to leave the throne here now. And I will be the new king, and I will show you through this crisis."

Verdre said no, or at Yug's behest a common soldier who was near the entrance and exit stood in front of the door and plugged a stick into the handle.

"... have you lost your blood"

"Terrible. Many are weary that the reign of the present king is too long. I'm just trying to respond to that voice and make Holland better."

"You insist it's not just personal desire."

Good, and when he saw the king rise, Verdre expected him to retreat, but the word uttered by the king was the opposite.

"Soldiers, capture Verdre. He's a traitor."

The guards who were indoors try to get close to Verdre, who shakes his head with dismay, but the reinforcements stand in front of him.

Seeing his face at a glance that it was insane, the moment the escorts flinched for a moment, he was swept away by a great sword that made a loud noise.

"Then, let's also erase the witnesses that get in the way"

When Yug ordered, the fortified soldiers, who killed all the escorts, swung their swords and attacked the indoor nobles and civilians.

Though fleeing the narrow indoors, the bodies are mass-produced in less time.

No skill, nothing, just a sword wielding like a bare cut, seemed refreshing to Verdre and delightfully fished out the edge of his mouth, but the king looked at the misery in front of him with a sinister face.

(Is this country over...)

I sighed at where I had miseducated myself, thinking that I would be miserably killed, and lowered my back to the throne where I had been sitting for decades.

When I first took the throne when I was younger, I was desperate to make a track record, and the king thought calmly for some reason. When I was young, I could only think of direct ideas, and when it came to achievements, I thought it was a battle, and if I tried it now, I had also fought unscrupulous battles.

As a result, the country's wealth has decreased and it is still a country that places a lot of strain on its people.

I don't know if I was right as a king, but I guess I made a big mistake somewhere around the fact that the end was due to betrayal.

If you notice, the nobles and the civilians were all exposing their bodies as if they had been devoured by demons.

I can smell the blood, but I can see Verdre.

"Pity......"

On behalf of Verdre, who had not yet recovered, Yug approached the king with a handkerchief in his mouth, grumbled.

"O king. Be prepared."

Not answering Yug's words, just staring at Verdre, the door that was supposed to have been blocked made a fierce noise and bounced off. The door, which was forced to break opposite the opening and closing directions, hit Verdre, who was between glances as she skipped the hardware, lightly losing her mind.

"Oh, is this open?"

Saying that, he came in and dyed his whole body red with blood, grabbed a knife in his right hand and a knife in his left hand, one, two, three.

Though the road trip is messy and my chest is wide open, I have not been injured like this.

"Whoa, these are the guys who used that magic equipment. All right, all right, let's see if it gets any better."

Because the soldiers of the castle were no big deal either, and one, two, and three spilled dissatisfaction and set their aim on the next target.