Summoned Slaughterer

The crowning ceremony was withheld three days later, and the castle was in a situation where everyone, regardless of department, was moving for a small run. It is also because those involved in the national government of Orson Grande, starting with the Chancellor, did not reveal the contents of the ceremony until critical.

This is explained in one, two, three instructions, to not let the opponent plan closely and not have time for preparation. Conversely, the defense has taught the technique for escorts from an early stage, and has also given instructions on the necessary construction.

Although only the date of the ceremony had been touched on earlier because of the preparations for the opening of stores and other festivals under the castle, the time and the contents of the ceremony have not yet been communicated three days ago.

"So why am I out of company?"

It was Imeralia who was flattered in the office.

Sabnak, who is judging paperwork in the same room, looks up at Imeralia's whining.

"Please understand. I want you to concentrate on the ritual, because the main character is Imeralia."

"At any rate, the excuse would also be the wisdom of one, two, three."

"Ugh..."

It's not funny, honestly Imeraria thought. There is no longer anything you can do to say about the influence of one, two, three, but it also feels odd to be supported by the foundations he has built to be king.

I couldn't say anything and I sighed after seeing Subnak chilling back to processing the paperwork so I could escape.

Over the past few days, Imeraria has been completely out of practice. In earnest, Sabnak began to come around as an escort, but at some point, other than an important settlement, Sabnak had just begun to process it.

Of course, the final confirmation is done by Imeralia, but it all comes up without even complaining, so just the task of signing through your eyes. The work is going to be handled a lot faster, and the civilians are happy, apparently.

I admit it's just processing power, but as I speak to territorial management, it comes to my mind about one or two or three things that I seem to have realized as soon as possible about Subnak's abilities, and it's a little uninteresting.

"Excuse me."

It was the Chancellor's address that came into the office.

He has gradually reduced the amount of advice, help with processing, etc. from the time Sabnak became Imeraria. Imeraria has not been informed of any detailed reasons, but I guess it has some purpose.

Hira, and Adore, who did his gaze for the first time at Sabnak's work and then thanked his minister in front of Imeralia, greeted him with respect, and then said that he had brought that letter from Imeralia.

"Who is it from?

"It's from Count Billon."

"… may I take a look"

Heard it was a letter from Biron, Sabnak also stops his hand and lines up in the addle.

No one utters a word while they look through the writing.

"Mr. Sabnak"

"Ha."

"King Holland wants to attend my crowning ceremony this time, and he seems to be visiting Munster himself to negotiate with Mr. Biron."

"The king of another kingdom, for the crowning ceremony..."

"That's unprecedented."

I can't help but think of all three of them. It is basically inconceivable in this world that kings and other heads of state meet each other. Because it is even rare for a king to leave the kingdom unless the kingdom is doomed than the kingdom itself.

"What is the purpose?

"From what Mr. Biron has heard, he wants to talk to me about future interactions and post-war processing, and he wants to ask for technical exchanges through Dear One, Two, Three..."

What does it mean by technical exchanges, when Imeralia slapped her neck, Subnak slapped her forehead with his right hand.

"Ahhh... One, two, three, when I entered the Holland, I was late and put my own army in the Holland equipped. Maybe he got his eyes on the same part as Vayer."

"... Anyway, you can't refuse. Mr Subnak, in cooperation with the Prime Minister, I would ask you to prepare for acceptance, including security, and to contact Mr Byron. Let me tell you one, two, three."

"Yes, sir."

Speaking of which, Imeraria realized.

"One, two, three are talking about being in and out of the royal castle, but I won't see you. No heart or fewer knights in the castle..."

"Oh, because Mr. One, Two, Three and the Knight on Training Duty are training using servant passageways and hidden passageways. It's the historic Royal Castle of Orthon Grande to spot a passage like that in the castle."

"... there's no such thing as a hidden passage, though I've never heard of it before?

"What?"

"What?"

Putting aside Imeralia and Subnak, who were surprised by each other, Adore slipped out of the sleaze and clerk's office.

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One, two, three had found several unnatural spaces while visiting the royal castle several times.

There's a back passage for servants to use, but based on that, there's an odd dead pace underneath the floors, ceilings, between walls and walls.

As I tapped the trick at the tip of the contract tree and looked into it, I discovered that there were unexpectedly passageways and hidden rooms for escape leading from the Immelalia office room, royal bedroom, etc., during the halls and sightings.

Since it is a corner, we can use this passageway as a castle escort. Some passageways were connected and new entrances and exits were built with camouflages, and a secret passageway network was completed in the Royal Castle of Orthon Grande that the Lord did not even know about.

Everywhere you can make money peeping holes that combine light picking, dive your breath down the aisle and keep an eye on indoors and corridors. He also wakes up shelves with spears and hand swords halfway through the aisle so that he can also procure weapons here in case of emergency.

"So, if there's someone you think is suspicious, you check what you're saying and doing from here, and if you have to, you drag them here to dispose of them."

With a few knights on training duty, one, two, three have explained the same content several times. There is no backlash, as no one has already questioned the strength of one, two or three in training so far.

"Does it mean anything to get rid of the target behind it without being on the surface? If you're going to prove that the disturbing molecules have disappeared, wouldn't it be a good idea to defeat them with dignity?

"I guess that depends on the purpose. Maybe that's what we should do if we want to give people peace of mind that evil has been wiped out, along with some kind of performance, for example. But......"

Pointing to a dim passage peephole, one, two, three instructs everyone to explore what's going on outside.

What you see is a medium-sized hall in the castle used for parties, etc.

"Think about it, assuming you were in the middle of some sort of ceremony in a place like this. Do you want to cancel the ceremony to finish off one misplaced rat? For example, do you think it's right as a knight to take credit for standing in the way of Imeraria and defeating one enemy at the next crowning ceremony, instead of the princess?

"It's..."

Of course, it is an important ceremony for the princess to be queen. I can't think of any imitation that would make that a stepping stone to my accomplishments.

"Think of security only as a backside job.“ Nothing happened, "he said." I didn't get a chance to be useful on the face of it. "Besides, sometimes it's better not to be too shabby about how he died."

Moving from end to end to grasp the back passage while continuing such an explanation.

Instead of just walking, he also trains to run and crawl and move unnoticed by people in adjacent rooms and corridors without making a sound.

As for these parts, they are more thoughtful and swallow faster from the Third Knights than from the Second Knights. So much so that Subnak, who was in the first group I coached, also learned how to crawl and move around without hesitation.

"Everybody, don't speak up. Listen to the people in this room right now."

One, two, three tell me, the knights who now ear on the aisle wall. In their ears, a conversation between the two men was heard.

"So, what's the plan for the crowning ceremony?

"I don't know. The contents of the ceremony have yet to be conveyed to only a few. On the contrary, not even the princess seems to be informed."

In the eyes of a knight seen from a peephole were two middle-aged men who seemed to be aristocratic, secretly talking in a small conference room.

"Since the destruction of the First Knights, the operation of the event has been completely gripped by the princess. As it is, we will not be able to prepare the posts promised to the other nobles!

"Don't rush. Think of something more than that."

"Don't be in a hurry? You're the one who's gonna get a little nervous! I already got the money. If we stay like this, our clients will crush us."

"Keep your voice down. Given the food and venue preparation, it's not strange to have an announcement by the end of the day. The number of knights is also decreasing, so the number of knights should still be insufficient to provide security. We could have him sneak in there as a temporary security detail."

One is speaking under the guise of calm, but his voice is slightly trembling.

"... but I heard that Count Toono was involved in security"

"What can I do alone? The son of an infiltrated nobleman will also be foiled if he is exorcised."

"I see..."

From what I've heard so far, the knights looked at each other. I clearly heard a good conversation when I saw it as completely clo.

And everyone's gaze sees one, two, three.

"You heard. So suppose we handle them in secret and let them throw up their clients, and they'll end up in the castle, too?"

Then I say I show you an example, and one, two, three break in through a hidden door without sound, into a room where the two of us still have a secret conversation.

"So, how many people do we have to dive in at least?

"I think it was quite a lot. Just give me a minute..."

One, two, three blocks the mouth and nose of the other man with one hand in the gap where the man questioned dropped his gaze and tried to retrieve a note of his nose. Quickly sneak under your desk while holding down your carotid artery with your free hand to quickly pass out.

"Hey, where have you been?

The man, who is looking for someone he can't see when he looks up, was also lightly stunned by one, two, three who attacked him from behind through his feet.

"You can come out."

Zorro Zorro and the knights who came out look uniformly blue.

Even though the opponent is not a martial arts officer, the way he gently strangled the two with his bare hands seemed shocking.

"The important thing is to block it tight to your nose. That alone keeps the" sound ”down considerably. It's easy to think about hiding. If they're two, they'll be superior if they don't notice until the moment they drop the first guy."

At the direction of one, two, three, the disoriented man is dragged into the dim back passage.

"Yeah, practice that kind of move so that we can work together in a threesome. Let's do a good job of catching these“ clients "to a group that can do it."

To the words, the knights were visibly motivated. He still has a few desires to give him a handle as a knight.

(If it goes well, it's going to be fun to fight these guys)

One, two, three tempered me to get plenty of experience while I was at it.

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Adol's daughter, Sibula Vinger, was famous in the castle as an excellent samurai. More than that, she was quite famous among the samurai as a woman who lacked facial expressions and was not popular with the same sex.

Still, I was able to continue to work in the castle because she was the ultimate individualist who didn't care about the evaluations around her and stuck to her achievements only, so it didn't really matter that her father was the prime minister.

"… cleaned"

Today and today, no one borrowed anyone's hand and let him complete the cleaning of Subnak's office by himself.

The master of this room has been in the princess's office for a long time lately, but Sibula thought it would be easier to clean it.

The cleaning, which begins with a scuffle, is all done, even taking care of the conditioning and brushing the carpet, and all you have to do is throw away the trash you put together.

Her goal of cleaning is ideally “available in clean condition without the person using it noticing”.

On the other hand, the pen, paperwork, etc. are scattered on Sabnak's desk, which is surprisingly bad at organizing, but the position remains perfectly in its original state without looking at the contents of the paperwork while wiping up the desk.

Before and after cleaning, I am satisfied when I am able to perfect this condition, which is beautiful but nothing has changed.

"You couldn't come back today."

Wash the tea set that was never used today in the simple cooking space at the end of the office and return it to the shelf.

Check the sugar and tea residue and keep in mind the extra portion you'll get from the kitchen tomorrow morning.

Now her day's work is over, but there's plenty of time left. Being the exclusive of a person of a certain status, like her, is free to decide on the assignment of work, but the type to do it silently from first thing in the morning, you have almost an hour of extra time every day.

"... All right"

Rolling in a carpet with long hairy feet, Sibula enjoys the feeling of stretching her arms straight and rolling to the left to the right to tickle her face and hands and feet.

Still, I cleaned my clothes with confidence.

"Um..."

Unexpectedly, Sibula stopped bitterly on her back.

Turning to his fearful eyes, it was Subnak who was putting his face out of the shadow of the cupboard.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to see it, but when I came from behind and practiced my observations, I couldn't get out..."

Sabnak, who spoke out thinking it was time to stop, regretted that she should have hidden until she returned.

"Welcome home"

Lie down on the carpet and bow.

"Would you like some tea?

"Oh, oh... please"

Seeing Sibula begin to make tea as if nothing had happened, Ho Sabnak began to process the desk documents.

The tea served there is as brilliant as ever.

"Please keep your earlier information confidential. If you've spoken to someone..."

"So, it's okay! I won't tell anyone, and no one will believe a good maid like you would do that!

"Okay. Then I'll keep it a secret that I've been peeked at, too."

"People listen too badly!

After all, he is an interesting man, Sibula laughed in her heart.