Summoned Slaughterer

Next to the Lordship Hall in Focarol there was a large separate house built by the previous Lords, inhabited by mistresses and servants. It currently functions as a staff bachelor's dorm.

Since the room was spare, those who wished to work as single and staff members in the migration group from Holland were temporarily to live here. Since it is originally a staff dormitory, three meals are provided in the dining room.

Others who wished to join the leadership entered the bachelor dormitories and family dormitories of the soldiers of the leadership, and others who wished to hold other positions or possessed the skills of blacksmiths and woodworkers moved to the dormitories of the inns and artisans' disciples throughout the city.

The first trials given to those who chose their way as officials were studies.

Although it is an image far from the history of the establishment of the territory, today the Focarol territory has become a mecca of state-of-the-art education in this world as well as in the country.

Those who work as civil servants in neighboring cities and other aristocratic territories, including from the opposite side of Vichy, who are forced to study, and the sons of merchants who come and go, “study abroad" to Focarol in order to be educated.

In addition to the so-called basic learning that can be pursued in a curriculum, there was an appeal to teach us about the territorial management of Phocarol, which is undergoing successful development.

This educational project alone is quite lucrative for the operating funds of Count Toono's territory.

Although the population is growing, staff have become accustomed to registering households and managing civil information, and the lobby is rather beginning to calm down. Although I was temporarily flustered by immigrants, etc. from Holland, I was able to take some time off, including the civilian slaves.

Some of them find it uninteresting.

"Lately, you haven't had a chance to make anything really interesting."

As head of the production squad, he was a Dwarf pull flass who didn't even have time to go to bed for a while. They had also recently had a serene day of drinking in their spare time by making chairs, desks and other office supplies.

"Interesting stuff?

It was Vayer who was talking to me.

At first I asked Mukale, a civilian in charge of military affairs, to participate in the training of the Leading Army to learn how to think of its special formation, the Three Mansell, and also about the operation of the Army, but she was thrown out of the mood in separation from Alyssa.

Sometimes the location was one of the rooms in the Lordship Hall,

"Whoever's out happy aura, get out!

Mukale's cry became a famous quote that was passed on to officials on the second floor.

It also helps that the number of couples is starting to increase among single officials who have been able to afford it, and in this word Mukale is completely consolidating his “Bureau" status.

"Speaking of which, the trolleys and projectiles used by the leadership were also built here," he said.

"I made it, but you're the lord who thought about it. The trolley was first rewheeled to a luggage car running around the territory under the name of a trolley."

It was hard not to run well inside, Pulfras laughed, holding the liquor in one hand.

"It was made like that or this. I don't know how to use it. I don't even know how to use a weapon. Did you see a folding fan called" Fan ”sell as a Focalol souvenir? That's because the guy that Oliga's lady tried to make out of a tree when she made the iron fan she had. It was the lord who named him."

The more I heard, the less I knew about the figure, one, two, three, the more difficult Weir would have looked at some point. Pulfras laughs.

"What are you looking so weird about? If you want to know about the lord, it's quick to ask Oliga's lady. He hasn't come back yet."

"I see..."

"You're a knight, aren't you? If you're interested, I have a spare weapon the lord is using. You want to take a look?

"Is it good?

Seeing Vayer say happily, Pulfras was also pleased.

"Oops, the lord says it's better to take more and more requests to create weapons. If you like it, you can take it with you."

Standing up, Pulfras took Vayer to the warehouse and testing room behind the work room.

Many weapons and thoughts line up on one side of the wall in a test room with wide soil bursting out. Most of them are made of wood or iron, but some of them are made of materials that I'm not sure would be demonic.

"This is amazing. I've never even seen anything like this in a Knights training field. Can I have it?

"Of course."

The first thing Vayer had with his permission was a sickle. Look at the sickle and then look intriguingly at the chain and the bronze on its tip.

"Of an unusual shape... is it a weapon?

"It seems so. I did some repairs, but it was funny when they showed me where I was trying."

Though I asked how to use it, Vayer didn't understand one thing right now when he said he would wiggle the tip of the chain, weigh it down, cut it off with a sickle, hook it up and attract it.

I couldn't imagine how to use it, starting with more iron and three-knot sticks, leading up to solo pestles (tokoppo) and sprinkled rhombus.

Since he could also explain the ten hands and the back sword of the assembly ceremony to Pulfras, Vayer listens seriously to what he misses. The back sword, I threw it several times to try.

"These small, portable weapons are good. It's also likely to be available for security in the castle..."

"If you're interested, you can ask that Ironhide Kym"

In the name of an unexpected person who came out of Pulfras, Vayer snapped his neck.

"Lord Kym, is it?

To the question of why the civilian's name comes up, Pulfras says, although I think it's strange for him.

"That faceless bastard knows all about the weapon here. It seems the lord taught me how to use it to some extent, and I will train him every morning in this exam room for the back sword and the clam."

Plus, the other slaves seem to be training here sometimes.

"They're slaves, and they're civilians, right? Why are you training?"

"Come on, I don't know because I've never heard of it. If you're curious, you should ask directly"

"Huh."

For Vayer, Kym was honestly a bad type. Kym, who is sedentary and calm and doesn't put his emotions on the table, has difficulty figuring out what he thinks and doesn't continue the conversation.

"Well, I'll let you in and out of here, whatever you want."

"Thank you"

"Please don't. I'm a slave too, so I don't care if the knight bows his head."

Vayer grins bitterly as he looks at Pulfras' back as he leaves laughing.

"The slaves here don't look like slaves at all."

I got back on my mind and decided to go see Kym. I wanted to incorporate this weapon into the Kingsguard.

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Security on the Holland side of the border fort had not yet been restored. It's unclear if the people you killed earlier were security forces, but nobody has soldiers anyway.

There were many groups of families and couples sitting around the fort with the general public.

Passing the border on the street while riding a horse, the soldiers stand firm on the Orthon Grande side.

"Count Toono! Welcome home!

The two soldiers, who seemed on duty, greeted him with a smile. I guess I made good money when I broke into the Holland in one, two, three.

"Oh, there 'll be refugees coming from Holland later, won't there?

"Yeah, so far, it's just people who can't be allowed to enter the country..."

He says he can't just allow entry without formal permission or identification on the part of Holland, and he keeps saying no, except for merchants with permits.

"Then go through the refugees who want to be in Focarol territory. They'll be my people."

Soldiers face-to-face.

"Is that okay with self-declaration?

"I don't mind. If you can make it to my realm on your own, I'll accept it."

"If that's the case, I understand."

One, two, three, could go into that territory, so he went to speak up if there were any hopeful people, and gave them the proper care.

One stays, one joyfully braves and rushes to the Holland side. Will it also diminish the awareness of the border once it has been broken?

"Well, I'll take care of the rest"

"Ha!"

Run the horse again.

Gunging down the street, the merchants waving too far down the street.

For those who were sensitive to information and who lived in the Wang capital, even the appearance and appearance of one, two, three, and the strangely shaped sword upon their hips had begun to spread.

Some of my favorite adventurers, both in tune and in fashion, are also out there copying and dealing with single-edged swords. Of course, there are many crude swords that are just thin on top of ruinous usage, and they are broken and lost their lives during the battle against demons.

Even in the Wang capital's guild, some newcomers use a single-edged fine sword, but some of those who know about the case of a veteran killed in the guild see the sword as an object of fear.

One, two, three wave back appropriately if they wave. A young woman or a young woman in a carriage raises a yellow voice, but one, two, three running horses listened appropriately and passed by.

"If you wield your affection properly, you will gather people and money in the territory. I'd like to get ready for another expedition."

I want to build that one. I haven't touched this in a while, and when I get back to the realm, I make the horse run towards Munster, thinking about the weapons and tools that I'll make Pulflas make.

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"Ahhh... this is the calmest place"

"Subnak... wasn't it, Captain, can we have dinner here? A samurai will bring you to your own room in the castle, won't she?

In a cafeteria for the chivalry class in the castle, Sabnak enjoyed dinner time with his friends who had moved from the Third Knights to the Kingsguard about the table.

"If it's not a public place, you can call it off, and you can salute it. I don't even know yet."

Only dishes eaten by the aristocratic class, with a particular menu of ingredients and flavors, but also chunky for the cavaliers.

Atmospherically there was also a sense of security like the club activity room, a unique space where no one would say anything loud, as long as the minimum manners were observed.

Burning with grilled fish and plenty of salad, Sabnak was laughing with a loose face through relaxation.

"You're a samurai... Speaking of which, I didn't hear your name"

A colleague laughed as he put meat and root vegetable tartare on the bread at Subnak's whining.

"He's terrible. Speaking of samurai in the castle, she's some nobleman's daughter, isn't she? If you were some nobleman, you'd be scared of the rest."

A nobleman, Sabnak thought of the samurai's face. Eyes of the same color on dark blue hair. Looks neat but plain.

"But hey... I don't know, I'm scared"

A colleague lurked his eyebrows.

"You can talk to Count Toono normally, what are you talking about"

"It's a little different than that."

Midas came from somewhere and sat next to a knight who shrugged his shoulders if he wasn't sure.

"I'll get in your way."

"That, Mr. Midas... wasn't, Lieutenant Which"

Before Midas sat down, the cafeteria clerk lined up the dishes he had put on the wagon and left.

"Midas is fine. … it's hard to cook too much here"

Subnak questioned Midas, who plugged a spoon into the stew.

"What am I supposed to say, what's wrong with you today when you always went home and ate your wife's hand cooking?

"Whose fault do you think it is?"

I stare at Sabnak and take a bite of stew. I thought my wife's cooking was better.

"With crowned security, I would have thrown the security outside the castle round to the Knights. The man in charge is me now. Thanks to you, I'm not going to be home until midnight today."

"Is that it? Mr. Midas became deputy captain, so a house was set up near the royal castle, right? Don't you think you can just go home for dinner?

"Oh, I was prepared for once... me and my wife, too spacious to settle down, declined"

"Oh, I know. I also have a room in the castle, but I have three bathrooms on my own. I thought I'd go back to my bachelor dorm."

Soon, a fellow knight laughed unexpectedly that the Knights were becoming a common denominator's nest.

"It's more about the samurai with the subnak I was talking about than about my house."

"What's wrong with her?

"She is named Sibula Vinger. You should remember and put it down properly."

"... how does Mr. Midas know her name?

Midas, who placed the spoon, closed his eyes with a deep sigh.

"I happen to have a chance to face the Chancellor. When I got a chance to see Sabnak, he asked me to say hello."

"How could the Prime Minister..."

"Don't you know the full name of Chancellor Adore?

"That's how much I know."

I answered with my chest stretched, but it took plenty of ten seconds for Subnak to remember.

"Uh... it was Master Adol Fior Vinger, wasn't it? Is that it? Vinger..."

"She's the Chancellor's only daughter. He is the niece of the current Marquis of Vinger."

"Yeah... 'Cause she said balls..."

I get upset and the fork hits the salad bowl with the kachikachi.

"When Adore was entrusted to the office of Chancellor, she was removed from the Marquis to show that she would not go to her parents' house, so she was not exactly a nobleman."

I'm pretty sure it's a jade, my colleague who I heard laughed, but as a subnak, it's not funny.

"So, but I'm also from the Count family, but I'm not the third son to succeed the governor..."

The son of the Count will be treated as an associate, but with no territory and a meagre pension, he can hardly be said to be a nobleman. There are reasons around which the noble second son or less aspires to be a martial officer or civilian, and those accustomed to knights can be lucky.

"Easy, Sabnak. There are also issues of favor and previous achievements from Imeralia and his character as a Kingsguard Knight captain, and raising him to the same level as your parents' home is being considered.... conditionally."

"Conditions…"

Midas had been trying to say it for a while, but Sabnak stared at him and noticed it.

"... is conditional on marrying someone who fits quite well and consolidates himself"

Well, don't freak out about staying single forever. Conceive, while Midas was teaching Sabnak, his colleague fled with a shitty.