Summoned Slaughterer

In anticipation of the sedation of disturbances in and under the castle, King Sprungel declared reconciliation and peace through negotiations with Hiffmi Toono, Lord of Focarol within the Orthon Grande.

Its contents include:

“Compensation in money for damage from Holland."

“Initiation of direct trading of magic equipment between the Royal Holland and Orson Grande and Focarol, which does not pass Vichy”

“Permission to stay inside Horlant for Focarol soldiers."

three are at the centre.

The third, in particular, was also loud in opposition from domestic nobles to Sprungel only for the unprecedented content of the stationing of foreign troops by other countries, but the king silenced this.

Made good of Orson Grande, the Holland nobles bit their teeth, but Verdre died, and other royalties had problems with their abilities to confront the king as well.

Of course, I didn't drink this condition as a pleasure with Springel.

I was still remembering my conversation with one, two, three, listening to the aristocrats tickle about the opposition I called "overbearing".

"You want me to put that man's army in the country..."

During the sight it was desolate and exposed to the tragedy of the bodies rolling, so the negotiations between the two of them took place with separate rooms available.

Normally, since it is a meeting between a nobleman and a king, formats such as seating and second-in-command are important, but this time we sat in the same chair and had a conversation with equal gaze.

"Naturally. I'll teach you how to fight, but there's nothing you can do about it."

"I don't think there's any way to compensate or trade directly..."

"At first."

Against the badly toothed king, one, two, and three deposited their bodies on their backs and groaned as they looked up at the ceiling.

"If we destroy Holland's political hub and create a large number of uprooted people, we thought we could create a situation of subdivided herds of ambition in the aristocratic consuls, so I thought I'd do an experiment..."

Say something outrageous in the face.

"I don't need to lose my magic technology. Pain and self loss is a problem, but physical strengthening was good. Yeah, and if it gets more popular, it's gonna be fun to kill each other, and war's gonna start twisting its head more and doing all sorts of things."

"In the end, you're going to get there."

Naturally, one, two, three laughs.

"I was forced by the Orson Grande idiots to fly here from the rest of the world. It's a corner, so I thought I'd ram him a little, but he's not more responsive than I imagined."

"What is the rest of the world...?

"Imeraria said something about summoning magic. It seems to be ancient technology, but I don't know it well. I was forced by that magic to be summoned from another country. If you feel like it, just follow there and interact with the Orson Grande Royal Family."

"That's... let's not. If you say anything now, it won't be more than a loser howling. But you can't deny that Holland could be at war with Orson Grande?

"No, you're in the opposite position to recommend it. The battle just gets longer and harder, and humans start using their heads. Why didn't I tell you to put the inviolability of the Orson Grande in the text? That's what I mean."

Sprungel had nothing more to say. I don't know when this man will eat the country up again if I have to finish this meeting quickly and somehow put the country together.

Prepare the documents by filling in the details while letting the clerk write them down, each signing and keeping two copies for each other.

Peace was now concluded with an unprecedented one-on-one noble territory.

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"Something's been welcomed with great momentum."

"I guess it's the king's money. You've lost a lot of troops, and you won't even want to skirmish anywhere until you rebuild it."

I just left the castle, and I rendezvous with Alyssa, who caught up with me.

Though we have travelled along the streets at considerable speeds, we have encountered few enemy soldiers without any noticeable resistance, and when we approach the Wang capital, we are told on the contrary that the messengers will come and welcome us.

Alyssa and the others, who were going to engage instantly when they got to the enemy, were completely out of their minds.

"In the example operation, Oliga has already made a move. In the meantime, the soldiers of this country are also to be trained, so stay here and train them with the people you brought. Six months."

"Six months!?

"That's how it's going to be next."

Alyssa snapped her neck to one, two, three, which she said while doing some running writing on the paperwork.

"Next?"

"Yes, next. Make sure Horrant, Orson Grande and Vichy boil down in a good way in six months, so let's train soldiers from all over the place in the meantime. I'll throw the spark in there somehow."

Laughing innocently one, two, three, Alyssa sighed softly.

"I'll take care of the workout. It's like Alyssa comes back to the realm once in a while. We'll replace the people stationed here, and we'll need to train them in other territories and Vichy as well."

"You're gonna be busy."

"Yeah, but it's more fun than that....... Alyssa"

"What?"

"Nothing. You don't have to keep going. I don't need to feel grateful. Vichy had a good time."

I wonder if she looked so tired, and Alyssa clenches her neck, then narrows her eyes and laughs.

"Hmm. At first I followed Mr. One, Two, Three with the intention of giving back, but now it's not just that, it's fun to see cities in different countries, see worlds I didn't know, and have company to get along with."

Soon, there were tears in Alyssa's eyes.

"So I'm staying with Mr. One, Two, Three. I had a terrible time with Vichy, and I thought I'd be dead by then, but it's still so much fun, so I'm glad I did."

Nice to meet you, and when Alyssa lowered her head, one, two, three laughed and slapped her shoulder.

"Right. If it's fun, you should like it. It's your life."

"Yeah. You're happy you can do whatever you want."

"Oh yeah...... wow"

When one, two, three, raised their gaze, behind Alyssa, the Focarol soldiers were tearing as they bit the handkerchief. Sounds like a throbbing cry coming from the gates of hell.

"Sir! We'll follow you for the rest of our lives!

"You can say anything! We will do our best!

"Yeah, keep it up!

When did these guys get so sick when they saw the lead soldier standing up to reply to Alyssa's call, one, two, three sneaked up on the spot afterwards.

I wanted to hurry back to create my next battlefield.

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Weyer, who was newly vice-captain of the Kingsguard Knight, was to go to Focarol as his first job and negotiate in advance, involving Filinion.

The content is a teaching request to the Knights and the National Army.

It is also the task of being the proponent and having a face-to-face with one, two, three, before Sabnak returns to the royal castle, to help escort the former Holland soldier to Focarol and see his arrival as a country.

On the road, he also participated in the training of Focarol soldiers, along with the national army soldiers who accompanied him.

With the exception of Vayer, who participated on several occasions, the National Army soldiers just necked off wondering if it would work for unfamiliar training.

But in addition to the handy hunting on the road, the National Army soldiers were also moving on to imitate their training as they showed remarkable combat skills, such as killing no one left but Focarol soldiers while the National Army soldiers clustered against the bandits they stumbled upon.

Then we arrive at Focarol.

"With so many more travelers, the person responsible is absent..."

Only one word snapped as Kym was mocked with no expression, and just now the soldiers disbanded, and the migration group from Holland divided the squad to assign accommodation and let the staff guide them.

Officials and soldiers who had just been instructed to move began to do so without any particular confusion. The soldier, who had been appointed to brief Mukale on the situation, dropped his shoulder and walked away, saying that he had pulled the poverty lottery because he could see Mukale getting grumpy when he heard Alyssa was not coming back.

Vayer, who was wrapped underneath the hands-on, is led by Brokla to Philinion.

Weyer, who was led into the Lordship Hall, was first interested in its structure.

The beautifully cleaned ground floor is considered a completely public space, with a guide waiting on an easy-to-understand information board, and various notifications and other contact points are neatly organized and arranged with unevenness. In the waiting space, residents talk soothingly, exchanging information between newlywed couples and memorabilia between those who have lost relatives are buzzing inside.

"This is amazing..."

When Vayer was taken aback, Brokla explained one by one.

"All this is due to the guidance of the lord. Officials other than our five slave civilian officials are fully divided in roles and are stipulated to use what is formatted as well. All residents manage address and family structure, occupation, etc."

"Address?"

To the unheard words, Vayer questioned.

"Starting with this city, the Lords are in control. The city and village have a name and responsibility for each block. And we're swinging numbers on all the buildings, so with the block names and numbers, we're able to figure out which building it is. Delivery services using it have also been launched, albeit privately"

"Oh my..."

Vayer can't hide his amazement at being able to organize things with people who haven't even been able to introduce them in the Wang capital. At this point, he realized that he had much to learn, even outside the military, and regretted that he should have brought more other knights as well.

The office used by Filinion is on the second floor of the building. There were people in and out without a scratch, but now the messengers from the royal castle were coming, which temporarily prevented them from entering and leaving.

When Brokla knocked, Krinola opened the door for me.

Once inside, Filinion stands up and welcomes.

"Welcome, I hear you're a messenger from the royal castle, but I'll deal with you on my behalf, it's Filinion El Amazeroto"

From the moment I saw Filinion smiling with a slightly tired looking face, Vayer couldn't help but look away from Filinion. Green soft, richly wavy hair, bright, radiant orange eyes. Vayer hurriedly distracted himself when he realized he was watching his smiling lips.

"What have you done?

"Yes, no! I beg your pardon!

He shouted out loud, and Vayer sat down to the reception prompted as he blushed. Brokla is exiting because he says he has his next job here.

"I am Vyer Zellen, Deputy Commander of the Knights of Kingsguard, newly created."

When I looked at his face, his face got hot, so I greeted him as he turned his gaze slightly downwards, but his eyes were on his body wrapped in the Knights uniform and his face was extra upbeat.

"Kingsguard Knights?

Filinion unexpectedly frowned at the unfamiliar words.

"I'm ashamed to say, I was just born the other day. I'm still an incomplete Knights as an organization. The captain is Lord Sabnak from the same Third Knights as you. Perhaps you will return to the capital soon enough to replace me."

"When he... By the way, what makes you think I belong to the Third Knights?

"Before I left Munster, Lord Sabnak asked me a lot. He's going to be struggling with focarol on his own behalf, so if he gets a chance, he wants help."

Vayer decided he didn't see an angry look on Sabnak's message for a moment. More than that, I'm embarrassed that I'm in such a hurry and will have a lot of mouth count sometime.

"Something seems to be happening at the Royal Castle."

"Yes, both the First and Second Knights have been dismantled, and Uncle Toono is very active."

Vayer explained to Philinion everything he knew.

There are many things that I would like you to tell me, but for the sake of Philinion, I wanted to tell you all the information that is not confidential.

The war in Holland, the fact that one, two, three, got into Holland, the death of the prince and the decision of the royal castle. Philinion was quietly listening to all the topics.

"... thank you. Once again, we can recognize that the world is changing at a tremendous rate and that common sense does not make sense to the original lords of this territory."

In anticipation of the timing, Krinola replaced the tea that had completely cooled me down. When placing the cup, Krinola stole a look at Chirali and Vayer's face and almost blew it out unexpectedly. How could my husband not notice the situation of the man in front of me?

"So you weren't escorted to the movement of defeated soldiers this time to contact us about the situation, were you?

"Yeah, of course. There are some migrations from Holland, but I came to tell you about the request from the Royal Castle."

"From the royal castle? Is that a good thing I asked?

Philinion pressed caution that it would be better if one, two, three were to return, but Vayer continued that this was only pre-negotiation.

"Of course, we are well aware that the final decision is entrusted to the Lords. But due to Uncle Toono's character, if he can, he can do it instantly. Before that, I was hoping I could ask you to consider whether it was possible."

Of course, it is possible that one, two, three will stop at the royal castle and it will be decided between them, but in any case it will not be the same without a preparation period.

If that's the case, let me talk to you.

"An undefeated Focarol Army. We thought the secret to that strength lay in the training. I'd like to ask the National Army for guidance."

"If that's what you're talking about, you should talk to the civilians. Because there's nothing more familiar with this territory than them."

That's what I know more than a lord, and Vayer's gaze was nailed to Filinion's smile laughing.

"Um, what have you done?

That's just the filinion, too, I'd notice if they stared at me bright red in the face. but at this point it was a feeling that I might have said something to piss me off.

Speaking up, finally realizing that he was seen by Philinion, Vayer glanced off as he hurried and stroked his cheek.

"Shh, excuse me! Beautiful, I think..."

After I said it, I realized what the words were about, and Vayer can't keep an eye on Philinion anymore.

Philinion's face turned bright red on the unexpected words, too, and he got upset.

"Um... thank you..."

After we squeezed out some words and thanked each other, we kept each other looking down with a red face and shut up.

Crinola, who left the room softly, was breathtaking that she had to report this to the Amazerotto family, Filinion's home.