Summoned Slaughterer

Fitted with the two of them that they cannot keep up with the horse's feet on the boulder, one, two, three of them walking with their reins, go through the woods and through the wilderness where the sun shines.

"So, what are we gonna do when we get to human country?"

Helen looks up, one tall one, two, three.

"We'll see about that first. Look, it's over, crush, well, judge then."

"Crush..."

When I saw Helen with a smiley face, Leni with a bitter laugh continued his words.

"Mr. Twenty-three came from a human country in the opposite direction, didn't he? Aren't you afraid to come alone in the wilderness?

"Well, I'm not afraid."

Answering firmly one, two, three, Helen gets used to hun, and shakes her ears.

"What if it's a wolf, not a tiger? They're attacking us with a bunch of them, so we can't deal with them alone, can we?

"If you're a werewolf beast, you've killed dozens. He didn't even talk to me. He jumped in because of a few people. I rolled my nose off one end and I broke my neck."

Those guys, one, two, three say grumpy that they can't speak people's language.

"Wow."

"I don't think that's the problem..."

For the sake of progressing through the wilderness of the weak and forceful, we celebrate that evening with a soothing atmosphere.

One, two, three take some dishes out of storage and the three of us eat in circles. Dessert is that red fruit.

They call the name of the fruit “Bodan," which many beasts like to eat, but they can only do where there is clean water, so they treat it like a treat they occasionally find.

Now, it's loaded unconstitutionally in front of them.

"I knew it was delicious."

Leni laughs happily, but she is bright red with fruit juice around her mouth.

"Eat some more calm. It's mean."

Helen like that spills a smile on Bodan for the first time in a long time.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to go through an area with bears and leopards... make it big, right? 'Cause I'm sorry you got caught up in the fight."

When her stomach swelled, Helen drew attention to one, two, three.

The closer the wilderness is to where humans live on both ends, the stronger the area with strong species, and the more vulnerable the species are in the centre.

There are many rivers and forests and there are reasons why powerful beasts hold back areas of the east and west rich in nature, but there are also reasons why species weaker than humans avoid people because if humans find weak beasts, they may be caught and enslaved.

"To this neighborhood, there are still many races like us who don't like to fight, but tomorrow we'll be in a dangerous area"

"I see. Well, that's enough guidance, then. From there on out, if you give me directions, I'll go alone."

Lightly convinced one, two, three.

Helen looked natural, but Leni looked lonely.

"So, are you saying goodbye tomorrow?

"We'll go through the wilderness when we get back anyway. If I'm lucky, I'll see you again."

"Hung, try your best not to get killed by bears or leopards before then."

First, Helen continued.

"Why would you want to crush a human country when you're human? Weird guy."

"Reason. Right..."

One, two, three thought for a while, shook his head.

"Simply put, there's a big premise that enemies are crushed and natural,"

"Enemy? After all, it's only natural if you can fight back if you're attacked."

"No, that's not it"

Lightly deny Leni's words.

"" Since being attacked ”is slow. It's going to be attacked, and it's enough to kill."

"That's a little, isn't it?

"Say stupid. Maybe they'll kill you before they attack you and fight back. It's important to decide how fast and whether or not to kill."

Just like you, one, two, three points to Helen.

"With me?

"You'd have a habit of judging the sound you heard and determining in an instant if you should run away, wouldn't you? If it's a little late, it'll lead to death."

"Ugh... sure"

"I have the power to fight, so I'll kill you without running. That's all."

While one, two, three and Helen spoke, Leni was thinking of something, but he looked up and stared at one, two, three.

"After all, do you need the strength to fight?

"Nothing?"

Two decent girls to say hello to one, two, three.

"If you want to fight, you should work out, use your head, and make a desperate effort to kill me, though. Nothing. I don't think everyone in the world has to be armed."

"But if I were an enemy, I'd kill you..."

"That's all I do. I don't want to fight, I know I can't fight. It's the extreme of Azuma to antagonize the one who can't win. If you're willing to turn someone against your enemy and fight, you won't be able to complain about getting killed"

Saying, one, two, three lay down the cloth and lie down.

Soon, the horse was also in a sleeping position.

"... so you're not complaining about someone killing you, either?

To Helen, who told him to tease, one, two, three answered without even looking.

"Naturally. It's only natural to always think that you can die any time you want, rather than exchange your life."

I'll walk again tomorrow, just go to sleep, and one, two, three closed their eyes.

Leni and Helen, who looked at each other, necked each other that humans think strangely, don't they?

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It is called the “kingdom of the knights” because it is assumed that the formation of the country Swordlante was a colonization by the Knights who disobeyed the Orthon Grande.

At the time of the founding of the country, it was a crude village to say the country, but it built a solid fence, and the civilians who followed the knights gradually began to get used to farming and hunting, and by the time it was a hundred years old, the system as a country had been put in place.

Above all, it is said that the strength of the Knights at the time of the founding of the country was considerable, and that instead of crossing on an equal footing with the Beasts, they were completely repelling the Beasts who would strike again and again.

The highest-ranking of their knights became kings, and the other knights each shaped their ruling system as nobles supporting the king.

There was only one big city when it came to the country, and it spread agricultural land around the city surrounded by high walls.

The powerful knights, looking at the period, chose to capture and obey the beast man and to serve as a workforce. Civilians who were otherwise engaged in labor equal to the ordeal of pioneering also consoled their hearts by seeing the beasts made to work more dangerous than themselves and disposable without being given little food.

And even today, there exists a system of capturing and enslaving beastmen.

"Shit. You're just a kid."

The man running the horse spit as he rattled his armor.

Soldiers around have spears in simple leather armor and are alert to their surroundings.

"Better than going home without a harvest, but don't sound like my grades this minute"

The point where the man turned his gaze was a two-headed carriage pulling an uncovered carrier.

There is an iron cage on the carrier, inside which two small beasts lie neatly. One, two, three met, brothers and sisters of the Tiger Beast.

"Dear Andras, there are no beasts around"

To the soldier who asked if he would move, the man called Andras decided to leave the city a little further.

If you get too far from the city, you have to go with caution because there is a chance that the beasts will come out stronger than they can handle.

The knights at the time of the founding said they also crossed with bears and tiger beasts, but Andras thinks it's frown spit. In the knights who are now in Swordlante, it is also suspicious whether they can fight each other even one-on-one in their Beastman opponents who are good at combat.

"Ugh..."

Groaning and waking up is the boy in the cage.

"Here, here."

"Did you wake up? If we're adults, we can live in a much better place than where you beasts live, and we can eat good mons."

So keep him company, Andras intended to intimidate him with his eyes, but the boy started calling him to get out of the cage.

"Shit. You're getting loud. Hey."

I summoned one soldier to instruct a girl who was still unconscious to stick her sword in.

No hesitation. When the soldier did as he was told, the boy shut his mouth.

"Be quiet, or I'll kill that meth kid over there, not you. Just a little poking from the outside."

Shut up when you find out, Andras discards and turns his gaze back in the direction of progress. Then I found one bear beast man child sleeping in the shade ahead, hiding.

"Oh, good luck. You're a kid again, but you got your head count."

At the behest of Andras, who already thinks he's caught him, it's time for the soldiers to approach the Beast Man.

The moment the soldier pointing the spear tip at the Bear Beast Man progressed to a distance of whether he would come into contact in a few more steps,

"Human! Run! Whoa!"

A boy in a cage shouted up his best voice.

"Holy shit!"

Andras raised his voice of anger, but the bear child is surprised to notice that he had already woken up with his face up and was approaching just around the corner.

"Shit! Just surround it. It doesn't matter if it's a little scratchy."

The Beast Man was a pretty girl with small round ears in her crushed eyes. Even with scratches on his hands and feet, the daughters of good looking beasts are in considerable demand.

One soldier suddenly blew up trying to fill the distance with a running leg following the instructions in front of Andras, who made him squeal.

"What!?

Standing in front of the wandering soldiers to protect the girl was a giant bear beast man, just over 3m tall.

Thick hands that have grown hard looking hairs have thick, pointed nails on their thick, powerful fingertips, and the protruding fangs are trembling in anger.

"You humans! You're not going after my daughter, I won't allow it!

Approaching the soldier with agility unsuitable for the giant, swinging through his right hand, the top disappeared from the soldier's neck with the bursting sound.

He beats and kills the soldiers who were even closer, takes the sticking out spear with his teeth, and the kick punches the soldiers through their bellies.

By the time the soldier who was spasmodic by spilling the built-in collapsed, the Bear Beast Man had come all the way to Andras' eyes.

"Shit!"

Andras quickly pulled out his sword and jumped off the horse.

The beastman's claws, which captured Andras, tear the sides of the horse apart and scream.

When you roll over, distance yourself, and raise your face, a bear approaches you right in front of you.

Prevent the swinging down arm with a sword.

I managed to stop it, but the shock caused the pain to run on my left arm and broke it, Andras intuits.

I just swung up my arms even more, waving my sword sideways with one right hand.

He scratches the Beast Man's chest, scratches it shallow, but dives through it with a crawling body that crawls through his swinging arms regardless.

For avoiding it, my cheeks were cut off slowly, but I can't afford to worry about Andras.

"Whoa!

Andras' sword, cut up unstood, scratched further beside the Bear Beast Man.

But so was Andras' struggle.

The bear beast man, in a position to glance and avoid, kicked up Andrus' groin strongly with his right leg as it was.

The big toe of the foot crushes Andras' steeple and further indulges.

He fell to the ground with so much pain that he couldn't even speak, and Andras died from being trampled.

"Phew..."

"Father, are you okay?!

As the bear beast girl, who had been watching in awe of the whole thing, rushed over to where the angry look had gone until just now, and the man made her laugh gently.

"Oh, of course. Are you hurt, Orla?"

"I'm fine. I had that kid speak to me, so I noticed before I got hurt."

"With that said, I was noticed in that voice, too."

The man approached the cage, grabbing the lattice, opened to his power.

"It was a courageous act. Thanks to you, my daughter was saved. Thank you."

The man named himself Sarg, and when he pulled the tiger boy's hand out of the cage, he gently held the girl who was losing her mind and helped her out.

"Um..."

The boy, who watched the battle and was dismayed until he was helped, never speaks his mind.

"Yeah?"

"Can I be as strong as my uncle, too?

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To the new queen, Immelaria, busily killed by her daily affairs, was delivered by Focarol in writing reporting on the dates of her visit to the King's Capital.

One, two, three completely ignored it, but the nobility, although free to enter and leave the territory, is now making a notification when entering the Wang capital as an indiscriminate discipline. To show that the king may call upon the nobles who entered the king's capital, and that they have no intention of doing so.

"From Focarol? Who the hell is coming?"

It has become the subject of the dressing of the people of Shirai as a new legend begins that one, two or three, went on a long journey into the wilderness, known not only to the nobles but also to the civilians, singled out for years in the battle against humans and hostile beasts.

"Looks like Uncle Toono will be visiting the King's Capital."

Adore, the prime minister who was reading the paperwork, calmly answered Imeralia's question.

"You seem to want a glimpse of His Majesty. Besides, you seem to be asking me to be present."

"Are you Mr. Origa...... But what the hell can I do for you?

"Well, there's no mention of that"

Imeralia, who had been twisting her neck for a while, but couldn't help thinking about it, gave instructions to schedule an appointment.

"Do you mind?

"I'm the wife of one, two, three. It can't be unobstructed. Besides, whether it was her will or the instructions of one, two, three, you would never have gone directly to confirm the purpose."

I see, and Adore nodded, leaving the office behind.

"You really are the one who makes me worry whether I'm there or not...... By now, where in the wilderness is it rampant?"

Not very much, but I couldn't imagine him dying wild in the wilderness. And at the same time as the face of one, two, three, I remembered the face of Origa when I met her a long time ago, when she was a slave.

"... really, what is the purpose?

Hopefully, for as long as one, two, three were gone, it was Imeraria, who eagerly wished to keep quiet.