Summoned Slaughterer

Rotomago noticed the anomaly from the abnormal noise heard from across the wall.

Suddenly, there was a sound of something hard hitting the wall and the silence returned.

I know the rottomago is a hidden passage across the wall, and I know someone from Kingsguard Knights goes by sometimes. Instead, Subnak was consulted and was comfortable with me wanting permission to use it for travel.

"Is anybody here?

Feeling a disturbing air at the lack of a response, Rotomago stood up and told the samurai to leave the room and call someone knight, but it was too late.

Excuse me, Captain.

It was three knights who came in from the room without a knock. One of them, who had already pulled out his sword, said hypertensively to the samurai to sit in the corner of the room.

The samurai turned her gaze to Rotomago and moved exactly as she was told to follow him.

In addition, about five knights came in through the entrance to the hidden passage.

One of them is getting blood back.

"... well dressed, what can I do for you?

"Well, it's easy. I invite you to sit here until it's all over and you lose that status. That's the captain's last job."

The first knight who comes in speaks calmly, and in the meantime, he laughs spirally when he sees that the gaze of the rottomago turned back towards the bloodbathed knight.

"I disposed of it because I meant to be your escort or we were about two people across the wall."

"You…"

"Whoa, stop resisting in vain"

Put the sword in your hand against the neck of the rottomago, says the knight.

"If you don't resist, you and that samurai will be safely opened up. Since I lost my status. More than that, because if we get too resisted, we won't be able to afford it either. We will have to change not only the captain's response to the Imeralia."

Seeing the samurai sitting back in fright, Rotomago sighed and sat back in his chair.

"I don't know what the hell you're going to do... is that Barzephone?

"Oh, you seem to have felt something. But the captain doesn't have to think about anything extra. Wait very long for this country to change and a new era to begin."

The intruding knights are surrounding Rotomago with a nigga and a laugh.

Sighed Rotomago, his eyes closed.

"Apparently, there's nothing I can do right now. Apparently it's not here that the situation moves. You're right, I'll wait."

"That's a wise decision."

The knights, who confirmed that there were no weapons near the rottomago, left three and the rest left the room.

Rotomago, who watched the move in silence, gave thought to the fate of the fools. Yesterday, Rotomago, anxious from how Barzevon was doing, was consulting with one, two, three about him.

I remember one, two, three faces from that time.

He just said "ok," short, but the look was an innocent smile like the kid who got the gift.

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"Ha ha!

Suddenly he heard a laugh from across the wall and Sprungel, who was bickering with Nergal, shook his shoulder in surprise. The same was true of Nergal, who was in front of him.

"... are we even having a party in the next room?

"Wow, I don't know..."

Sprungel pointed his mouth and asked the samurai who was indoors if there was a guy who would seriously give it back to the joke, but the samurai didn't know what the situation was either.

I couldn't do anything about it, so I waited indoors and someone came in knocking. It's Alyssa with Focarol's soldiers.

"Hello, King"

"Oh, is that Focalol's daughter? What the hell is going on?

Sprungel apparently liked Alyssa's innocence, and when she looked at him, she gave him a favorable look.

When we first showed this face, Holland's squires, including Nergal, had solidified with surprised faces, but were no longer being accepted.

"Er, one, two, three says," muho ”is starting. We're here to escort the king."

"Conspiracy. They say there are kings of other countries. Well, we came all of a sudden. If the ladies will protect you, you can rest assured."

"Right. Dear Secretary of State Alyssa, Best wishes to the King."

Nergal, who stood up slightly, lowered his head deeply against Alyssa, who was about two short heads.

"It's okay, because they're telling us to protect them all, not just the king. In the meantime, no one's been watching this place."

As Alyssa said, a Focarol Collar soldier, who dragged two quiet knights, came out laughing through a hidden door.

"Ah, sir! The enemy has been cleared and the hidden passage has been controlled! Compared to these lords, there are hilarious gaps."

"... I think they're wrong to compare. Keep going, please. Keep the knights tied and put to sleep in the aisle. And the others, as planned."

"Copy that!

Finally, it's in action. Because Holland was a tourist, the soldiers colluded, each on guard inside and outside the room.

Nergal is the one who is listening to it and is on the brink of it.

"... What is a hidden passage? Were we being watched?

Sprungel, not Alyssa, moved to Nergal, who spoke like he had pushed his anger to death, striking down a gen trick.

"Ouch!

"You idiot. Though it would be natural to keep a close watch, both for vigilance and for protection. The ladies who were not supposed to protect us in the castle protected us, but what is the word! I'm sorry, my retarded successor."

"Yeah. We weren't the ones watching you, but I know you don't like it."

"also, sorry......"

Nergal, completely oblivious, has just not noticed what Sprungel has just said to the outside world clearly that he is the “successor”.

Not yet, Springel felt sorry for him.

"So, what happened to His Highness one, two, three? If you're Jen, you seem to be moving first in these rough times."

To Sprungel's inquiry, Alyssa put her arms together and strapped her neck.

"You don't know where that went, do you? He just gave me instructions and went away."

"Well, that's..."

Sprungel strokes his jaw and laughs niggly.

"It's going to be fun."

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Vayer was in a hurry.

Reports come up that a few knights did not come back after a change of time, and neither did those who went to confirm, nor did they return, or that there was no one there.

"What's going on?

Determining that it is definitely an anomaly and sorry during the preparation of the escort at the crowning ceremony, the other knights are ordered to investigate, accompanied by one knight to contact them and head early enough to Sabnak's room.

Moving through the long hallway, he reached a position where he could see Subnak's office. In front of that door, several knights are garrisoned.

Some of them appeared to be people who had been reported missing.

When one knight noticed Vayer, he approached him with his hands on the sword of his hips.

"If you think of someone, aren't you Deputy Captain of the Kingsguard Knights"

"It's you..."

To the man in front of me, Vayer looked familiar.

A colleague from the Second Knights, he didn't get much of a chance to look at each other, but as a sword user, he was also a superior figure in the squad. When he attacked Holland, he was called by his parents and should have been non-participating, but he said Vayer was coming back unknowingly.

"I was surprised when you got back. The Second Knights are gone, and there's a Kingsguard Knights, and Vayer is the deputy captain, and that (...) the guy from the Third Knights is the captain."

To someone who tells him off like he made a fool of himself, Vayer tries to calmly return it.

"If you can't go about change, you can stop knighting and go home. Nobody stops you."

"Don't be ridiculous! There's a traitor who sold his charm to the Third Knights! Stop knighting if you're the one who fouled the character of a knight by spreading the strange weapon that the man brought in to protect his country with his sword."

The other knights were also in tune with the word and verbally cursed the Third Knights and Vayer.

"... I think Uncle Toono has finally figured out what it means to train soldiers. This is why Focalol soldiers won the war and the Second Knights lost."

"Yeah, that's the deputy captain. Your mouth seems to be masterful. But that's it, too."

Unexpectedly, a severe pain ran on the back of Vayer's head.

Turning as he diligently maintained his hazy consciousness, there stood a knight who had accompanied Vayer with a sword that remained in his sheath.

I didn't even know that look with Xia's vision, but the only thing I could recognize was that there was a traitor inside me. Weir let go of consciousness, eating up his teeth and mourning the lack of eyes he saw.

The only thing that bothered me was the familiar voice, reprimanding the person dressed in strange clothes with a wide, familiar hem, who passed the edge of his sight without sound on the verge of falling, and "insufficient attention".

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Shortly before Vayer reached Sabnak's office, Sabnak was quickly pulling out his sword and confronting the knights who had slipped into his room.

The knight who tried to strike unintentionally is slaughtered and killed, rolling beside Sabnak.

"Shit. I didn't expect to be hit by a third knight or so..."

A knight who took a bitter look at the body and maligned him stares at Sabnak with his sword in his grasp.

There were about two other knights, one pointing his sword at Sibula, a samurai who was indoors.

"He came in all of a sudden and did a lot for me, but what the hell is it for me? I'm busy, so I'd like to ask you a quick favor."

While slapping lightly, Subnak was in a hurry.

It was worth mentoring by one, two, three, and I managed to cope with a sudden raid, but in Sabnak, where the only decent thing to do is to have moderate strength below in the Knights, the winner is thin.

"You will be sacrificed for the new Knights system. At this later crowning ceremony, Princess Imeraria is to be asked to announce a new system and create a new organization with a focus on the Second Knights. That's why you and Rotomago are in the way."

"You also went to the captain..."

"Don't worry, if you need me, I'll let you chase Rotomago."

Saying, Sabnak played the sword that was swept out with a dangerous hand.

"It's our last chance to see how far we can survive against each other."

"Kuh..."

Subnak, who retreated into the corner of the room to roll, managed to avoid becoming a form of pinching.

However, as I deal with the two of them in the front, the wrinkles and scratches increase.

"Perhaps you'd like to kill him like this?

"I hope you don't die. I'm not even married yet."

"Don't get on with it!

An exasperated knight's sword slashed and tore Sabnak's knee.

Sabnak, who was no longer able to stand on the boulder, managed to support his body with his intact knees, preventing a sword that was waved down on his head.

Keep it up, I'm weighed down and a jizzy sword comes down.

That's when I heard screams from somewhere else.

"Whew!"

When the knight not in union with Sabnak looked back, there was a knight down there watching Sibula, and Sibula with a knife stood trembling.

"You!"

As the sword-wielding knight approaches, Sibula closes her eyes and rushes out, passing beside her.

"What?

As the ignored knight hurriedly turned his gaze, he saw his companion weighing even more in to kill Sabnak ahead of him as Sibula headed.

"Behind you!

I speak in haste, but it was too late.

Shybula, clutching the knife, stabbed the blade deep into the knight's flank, the area without armor, trying to hit her body.

"Ugh?! Ki, you!

Shibula let go of the knife as it was and cling to Subnak, and the knight with the knife protruding to his side slammed the sword he shook up against Shibula's back, not Subnak.

"Sibula!"

Holding Shibula, who fell down slowly, Sabnak cried out, but Shibula was bleeding with companionship, sweating and exhaling.

"To protect what is important, but hesitate, should not..."

"Don't force me to talk! Take care!

The knight stabbed in the side is stunned, and the remaining knight is approaching angrily.

"At the time of the samurai, I didn't know you were going to point a blade at the knight!

But the cry became the knight's last word.

At the moment I finished saying it, the cutting tip of the knife was sticking out of my throat.

Without understanding what is happening to me, I spit blood around and lose my life.

Shortly after, a small bottle flew in and hit Sibula's jaw.

"Ugh."

Sabnak, who hastily grabbed the bottle, realized who the bottle was and quickly opened it to bathe Bashabasha on Shibula's back.

The wound on Sibula's back, which was in pain with her face, healed as she glanced.

Seeing it, Sabnak, sighed of relief, looked up at the person who threw me the magic medicine.

"Fine magic pills work great, one, two, three."

One, two, three, who stabbed a stop at the two remaining knights, when they delivered the sword, sat on the couch.

"Give me a little more tea than that. My throat dried when I got a rampage. Oh, and Vayer's rolling down the hallway, so collect it before they step on it."

"That's..."

Sabnak laughed bitterly as the wound healed and put Sibula to sleep softly, who was losing consciousness back to her calm breath.

"I used all the magic pills on her, so my knee was slashed. Blah, it hurts so bad I can't stand up."

The additional bottle hit Subnak's forehead.