Summoned Slaughterer

"Dear One, Two, Three"

Knocked and came into the office of one, two, three was Oliga, who went into the water and dusted off his journey and politely managed his hair.

Instead of the usual blue robe look, it was an outfit called a shirt with a long skirt to keep and embroidered flowers that I secretly bought for one day or another.

"Mmm, Origa."

One, two, three, who was writing something down, looked up and saw Origa.

I look at Oliga's nervous face, and I remember even one day during backsword instruction, you looked like that.

"I know we need to talk, but sit down and wait for me. 'Cause it's almost over."

"Okay."

Put your hips down on the couch placed for reception.

With the lustrous leather feel that you can immediately tell is a luxury product and the sitting comfort of sinking fluffily and lightly, Origa was able to calm down just a little.

In a quiet room, only the sound of a crisp running a feather pen echoes.

Origa kept staring at the face of one, two, three that kept writing with a serious face, without ever getting tired of it. I came running through, I remember those days not so long ago. With that said, I missed that I was also the one who taught one, two, three how to write letters.

It was such a lousy letter that I couldn't read back then, but I was reminded that while I was reluctantly begging Kym and the others to clean up the paperwork, I was proud to say that I could write quite a beautiful letter, and my smile spilled.

"One, two, three, I'll make you some tea."

"Oh, please"

In the small kitchen provided, one, two, three favorite baked sweets were placed, so I gently placed them at one, two, three desks to go with the tea.

"Oh, if you say so, did you have sweets? Thank God."

He glances at Oliga as he sits down, and one, two, three laughs gently.

Smiling back, Origa was once again convinced that she still "liked this guy”. Just because you like to kill people, a gentle smile that can be directed at you is not a lie either.

Nothing else blushes now that I think about it, but when I met him as a slave, I approached him just with the intention that he would get a lot of things from just liking him.

With a heart anointed with vengeance, I didn't realize it when I was desperate to use him to empower him, but he always laughed at me nearby. It wasn't about relying on someone, it gave me the time I couldn't change to do it on my own.

Hot feelings surround Oliga's chest with memories.

"You kept me waiting."

When one, two, three sat in front of him, Origa smiled naturally.

"What was it writing?

"Oh, to see the Beasts, we're going to the wilderness for a while. In the meantime, I wrote down what I was going to let Kym and the others do."

You see, on the paper that was offered, there were a number of instructions written about the development and operation of the territory in bullets with some horny impression letters.

"I'll list it for now. You can all think of the details on your own."

"Again, you were going to travel..."

Looking at the list, Origa spilled.

I had heard from the civilian palu that one, two, three, aspires to Swordlante, known as the Beast Nation Area and the Knight's Country beyond it, while he was familiar. When you actually hear from the person, you can clearly see once again the atmosphere in which you are not in the head count of that journey.

Oliga keeps a smile as she hides the thought of her chest being tightened.

"The majesty of one, two, three reaches beyond the beasts and the wilderness."

"That's a big deal. I just want to see how things are going and if I feel like it, it's just gonna get rampant."

Throw the baked sweets brought from the desk into his mouth, and on one, two, three as he was swooping his cheeks, Oliga stood up and brewed a new cup of tea.

Just a little lost, Origa opened her mouth.

"Um... can't you take me on a journey into the wilderness?

When he heard Origa's words, one, two, three opened his eyes.

"No city, no village, a journey across the wilderness, huh?

"I don't mind. Wherever you can go with Lady One, Two, Three."

One, two, three thought as he rubbed his jaw.

"Oh, my God. I wanted to leave this territory to Oliga. There's something else I'd like to ask for..."

"Please, what?

One, two, and three called Oliga next to him by invitation, and put his mouth in his ear and told him that no one could hear him.

When his face approached him, Oliga was desperate to contain the heartbeat, but was surprised enough to forget the tension and jump up at what was heard.

"Oh no! So one, two, three..."

"But don't you think it's fun?

Seeing one, two, three laughing with heartfelt fun, I think Origa is no match for this guy, after all.

"At that time, let me stay with you. Promise me that, and I'll stay in Focalol as you say."

"Right. Thank God."

"But"

Origa grabbed that left arm so she could stick to one, two, three.

"While Master One Twenty-Three is not here, loneliness is going to make me unbearable. So now it's time to make a connection with me…"

One, two, three look in trouble when I hear Oliga plead in tears.

"... I'm glad you think calmly and admire guys like me. Hey, I don't think you guys have a good taste in men, do you? Anyone who can't stop killing people like me is going to get killed one day. That could be decades from now, or maybe tomorrow."

One, two, three went on to say that I might leave you to die in no time, that I might not return from the wilderness.

"At that time, I'll just give it to you, too"

Origa stared straight at one, two, three, and assured him.

One, two, three raised their hands and held Origa's shoulder.

"Oliga, ask for territory while I'm gone."

"It's..."

"Oh, as my wife, I want to leave it to you, don't you?

"There's no way I don't like it!

Oliga raised her voice and cried as she clung to the neck of one, two, three. I'm overwhelmed with joy, but for some reason I can't stop crying.

Oliga, who cried like a child for a while, shrugged her body to make sure she felt, fulfilling the kiss she had even dreamed of.

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"Marriage. That guy..."

Sabnak looked up at the ceiling when he found that during regular reports from knights circling the area for investigation, it was written about a wedding celebrated in Focarol territory.

"I don't know anyone named Oliga, but are you close to Uncle Toono?

Dropping his gaze on the documents placed at his desk, Sibula poured a new cup of tea into the cup placed in front of Subnak.

"Close, huh? Well, yeah. You can say he's lonely all the time in this world, so maybe you can think of him as the longest woman on your side. She's an adorable woman who's good at magic."

If you don't look at the part about one, two, three, Sabnak added in his mind.

"So you fit where you're supposed to fit in"

"Well, maybe. Still, I can't imagine that guy welcoming his wife. Are you finally ready to calm down?

Sabnak stood up and grabbed the paperwork together.

"Can you get out?

"Oh, I have to report to Master Imeralia."

"Dear Imeralia, I hope you haven't been distracted..."

Sabnak snapped his neck at the worries Sibula shrugged.

"I think it's every celebration? Now you can tell that one, two, three of you intend to take root in this country."

"You're a surprisingly dull man. You're watching Imeraria nearby."

That's why I don't realize how I feel until a woman gets hurt.

"Don't let that get back to me. So, I'd like you to tell my blunt fiancée the answer."

"I know you're unconscious, but please admire Uncle Toono."

"Huh?"

Sibula continued explaining that the Knight Captain and Aaron would stop showing such a dumb face.

"Think and see. I'm pulling that guy's thoughts at the same time as I admire his vengeance on Uncle Toono. It was with Uncle Toono's help that this country eventually stabilized and brought security to the surroundings of Imeralia by disposing of those responsible for the rebellion. For the Imeralia, who always thinks of him, he will be a hero, just like his enemies."

More than half of them felt paranoid or aspiring, Sabnak thought, but didn't speak up. Because while we were spending some time together, I remembered that when I said extra things to her, they would multiply by ten and come back.

"And anyway, I'm going to report it carefully to Master Imeralia. Thanks."

Sabnak, who left the room to escape, when he reported to Imeria after that, saw that he had dropped his gaze and thought, "No way?" and weighed himself in as being too affected.

Immelalia only received the report and instructed her to send a celebratory item, to which she made no special mention otherwise.

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After the marriage of one, two, three, a celebration was received not only from Imelalia, but also from Byron and other nobles in the country, and even from Sprungel, king of Holland, some magic implements were presented through Nergal, who was studying in Focarol territory.

Throughout the days, festivities continued in Focarol territory, and rumours mixed with falsehoods such as the beauty of Origa, who for a while became the wife of a lord, and the seemingly talented wizard who could fight no less than one, two, three, became the tone of rumours for the people of Ichii.

Origa did not have time to enjoy a happy newlywed life, and went around again inspecting each department in the realm one after another, making strenuous efforts to understand what one, two, three was aiming for.

In the beginning, we received that the civilian ascendant who joined the nobility was coming with his neck stuck in the middle of a political affair, and there were officials who had a sense of rejection, but the attitude of trying to understand each department accurately was gradually accepted.

Both Alyssa and the Civilians, starting with Kym, made time for materials, explanations of plans, etc. to support such an Origa, rapidly putting in place a system that would organize the functions of the Lords' Palace under Kym's leadership to move around Origa.

If you are aware, the transition to the Origa system has progressed to the point where one, two, three will not touch the documents. Fortunately, one, two, three have made preparations, and one, two, three were ready to leave in no time.

Around one, two, and three, which are driving horses and at the exit of Focarol, Origa, of course, was gathered by Alyssa and the civilian population, as well as a large number of officials and soldiers, to drop them off.

On the outside, some of the inhabitants gathered to hear rumors.

"Please feel free to enjoy your journey, as we are very protective of where Master One Twenty-Three will return"

With that said, Origa is in tears.

We don't even know how long we're going to be apart. But I'm not trying to stop you anymore. I discipline myself that I can endure because I have something entrusted to me by one, two, three.

"Oh, the city will be bigger by the time I get home. Leaders and weapons would be stronger. I look forward to seeing that."

"Yes, leave the rest to your wife and us."

Fitted with Kym, the civilians bowed their heads.

"I'll take a good look at the army!

One, two, three brutally stroked Alyssa's head, screaming with tearful eyes.

"Oh, even if the Beasts attacked me, I need to be able to protect the city."

When one, two, three said it was time to leave, the officials bowed their heads and the soldiers saluted and showed them.

"Dear one, two, three, please be safe..."

"I'm fine. I'm still trying to enjoy fighting and killing each other in this world."

It sounded good to Oliga, though it's a dialogue I think I'd be relieved of. With a gentle smile, he was dropping off his husband to advance his horse.

The man, who involved the Three Kingdoms and killed them all he wanted, traveled to the wilderness alone.

"When it comes to beasts, you'll be able to fight wild and shapeless."

Looking forward, the horse lightly rushes through the field in the yellow, shining sun with a superb mood of one, two, three.