Summoned Slaughterer

"I'm in a good mood. Your Majesty."

"No need to say hello, Mr. Oliga."

Unlike when the Origa costume, which brought several samurai to visit the royal castle, was also followed as one, two or three samurai by combat personnel, it was a blue outfit made of expensive fabric that could afford a little sleeve size, similar to a dress worn by a noble woman.

Holding an iron fan in his hand and stretching his spine to create a truthful atmosphere, Origa was also a target of attention within the royal castle.

Some nobles tried to speak out for her beauty, but her colleagues informed her of her position and blued.

And now I'm seeing you in the queen's office in Immelalia.

It is not a permissible situation for Origa, who is only a civilian who would otherwise have become the wife of a nobleman, but there is also the reason that her husband chose to be a private meeting rather than a form of sight that is more likely to come into the eyes of other nobles than being too special and not knowing what the purpose is.

"First of all, congratulations on your marriage. Were you used to living as a nobleman? It means you were originally an adventurer, so you're going to be different."

"Right. It doesn't really matter if it's because you're noble or because you're a civilian in Focalol, so I don't even care much. One way or another, it's harder to“ deal with ”people rubbing against their husbands."

"Oh. Now Lady One, Two, Three is one of the great nobles who boasts a wide territory of fingerfolds and high fame within the Orthon Grande. It's important to keep one person surrounded by good people."

"Right. Some people talk like aunts, so you need personnel to deal with them. 'Cause if you're dealing with someone, they'll brush your nerves down."

Oliga dared to distance herself from Immelalia, and it's also a word to help her recognize that the closest woman except herself was her, but the Immelalia one had an unintentionally spiky dialogue coming out of her mouth. I am aware of the anxiety that Origa is a good wife, but I cannot conclude whether it is against “the nobility of the country” or against "a person named 123”.

We shoot each other in the mouth, then we mouth each other tea.

Both Origa and Imeraria will have a soothing tea party from the side of the eye, as they remain smiling.

The Prime Minister Adore in attendance thought he was going to have a hole in his stomach because of his concern for all aspects, and the tea he drank didn't taste either.

"So, Mrs. Toono. This time, you contacted me as well as Imeralia, but what exactly is the requirement?

With the heart of wanting to open up from this scene soon, Adore cut to the point early.

"... Dear Adore, Looks like you've been doing a lot of research in the library lately"

"Hey, what..."

"The investigation is on, so denial makes no sense.... So they're looking for material about ancient magic. What is the purpose?

As Origa talks pale, Adore is spooked and sweaty. Grab the fist you put on your knees and twist your head wondering if there's any good excuse, but you're even more anxious that nothing comes up.

"Prime Minister, you..."

Imeraria also wondered how it looked.

"I knew you were eager to look into it. I had a harder time with the Chancellor than before, and not once or twice have I been helped by that knowledge and experience. But what do you mean you were looking into ancient magic? Did I tell the Chancellor that magic could not be used?

Imeraria also asked me questions, and I honestly told her that I was looking for “repatriation magic” to bring one, two, three back to the original world.

By force, I am thinking of proposing that we have a hand in returning to the original world as an apology, because it has already proved difficult, even for large numbers or deception, the Prime Minister was to tell people what he thought for the first time.

"Take one, two, three to the original world...... is that possible?

Imeralia gave a bright look for a moment when she heard it was a way to apologize, but she had something to think about and asked with a slightly darker face.

The anxious addle could not pull the words out of his mouth.

"... In fact, we have discovered that magical record. From here on out, there are so many parts I don't know if I'm not a wizard, I can't say anything without proceeding with the analysis."

"Really? Then let me help you with that. There are some things I think are different about you, but it is best to return..."

Imeraria saw Origa's face as a hack.

Imeralia also knows that she fanatically loves one, two, three, so she slowly realized that her remarks might touch Origa's scales.

But Origa doesn't break Nico's grin.

"Mr. Origa, this matter..."

"I, too, will work with you on that plan"

To Imeraria, who spoke in haste, Oliga clearly ran out.

"The brave man from different worlds, who saved Orson Grande and advanced world technology as well as combat, went back to different worlds after that role... Wonderful hero Tan's completion"

"Are you sure?

I shook my voice and Imeraria asked, naturally, taking a sip of tea and Origa replied.

"My husband, Lady One, Two, Three, is not the kind of little being that ends up in this world alone. I can use magic too, so I will cooperate to the fullest extent possible with that research. However…"

Imeraria with the cup, looks to the addle.

"If we appear to show a barbaric gesture to the detriment of one hundred and twenty-three in the name of repatriation, Focalor will immediately become independent and start a war against the entire Orthon Grande"

"That is a statement that can also be taken as a threat to Her Majesty! And no matter how strong the Focarol soldiers are, they will deal with soldiers from all over the country…"

"You don't have to deal with all the soldiers. It's easy for us to sneak into a castle and finish off only important people."

"But one, two, three..."

"Your Majesty. It doesn't feel good to be intimately called my husband's name."

Immelalia was annoyed by the boulder, saying that the word was until it blocked the king's words.

"One, two, three, do not attack us without hostility. We would appreciate your cooperation. So, why can Mr. Oliga cooperate?

Origa opened her eyes to Immelalia, who dared not change the way she called her. Increase the rank of attention in your mind that Imeraria's feelings for one, two, three may be stronger than you think.

"What I hope is that even then, when that one leaves this world, we are together. So we can help you with your repatriation."

Look, it'll help, Origa said.

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"I'd like to see a human country."

And all of a sudden, Leni said it was when he was having breakfast.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Helen, who was crouching Bodan, a post-meal dessert, was surprised to spill bright red fruit juice from the edge of her mouth.

One, two, three are listening in silence.

"Yesterday's one, two, three story told me that humans don't just fight, they also have people living differently. Besides, we're not as strong as Mr. One, Two, Three, and we don't have the technology or experience to hear things in sound like Helen, so I think we need to know a lot more."

Leni's expression is serious. I hope it was the result of careful thought before I went to sleep, I also bowed my head to Helen and said I want you to understand.

"Mr. One, Twenty-Three, it's above your knowledge that you're a foot wrapper. Why don't you take us into the human city, too?

"It's impotent, Leni! If you find a beast man in the land of man, he will kill you or enslave you!

"If Mr. One, Twenty-Three is with you, it's okay. So I think this is our first and last chance."

One, two, and three, who had put their arms together and kept silent, said facelessly to Leni.

"So, what are you going to do with a look at human life?

"That, we don't even know yet. … but I thought there might be something more different than living with Kosovo without knowing anything in the wilderness that I don't know when he's going to be killed."

"I don't know anything about the country I'm going to. We can't guide you, we could get into a fight."

"I've lived in the wilderness running away and hiding. When fighting, try not to get killed and hide. I don't need country information. I wanted to see what kind of life humans have."

I've been gazing at Leni for a while. One, two, three.

In front of Helen, who looked worried about the harrassment, one, two, three put their hands on Leni's head.

"Okay. It's good for kids to see and study a lot. On top of that, decide what you want to do. But in Swordlante, you're my slave."

"Okay. Best regards,"

"Hey, wait a minute! Treating you like a slave..."

Don't worry, one, two, three say proudly to Helen.

"I'm used to dealing with slaves. Besides, it's just a look."

"So, but..."

"That's okay."

Leni hugged Helen softly.

"Be selfish, I'm really sorry. If you've seen a lot, I'll tell you what Helen had. Maybe we'll make some big discoveries that'll change the settlement."

"When it comes to settlements, is it your village where sheep and ravens are gathered..."

One, two, three seem to have come up with something, knocking a ton of knees at his fingertips, tidying up his head.

"It's like changing your settlement. It's not weird."

Helen stood up in a panic when she saw one, two, and three laughed niggly.

"Wow, I'm coming with you!

Helen's offer was also accepted, and the three of them rescheduled and went straight for Swordlante without breaking up.

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Swordlante, called the kingdom of knights. The contemporary king said his name was Buel.

A musculoskeletal knight, also said to be a living copy of the first king, he is said to be stronger than any of the knights in the country, with his administration also typing into training there.

"The knight who went on the beast hunt is not back, is he?

"Don't you know why," he asked in response to the report, shaking his short pruned blonde hair and waving his sword barely in the castle's backyard.

"Ha! The entry and exit records show we haven't been very far behind the wilderness, but right now, we're searching."

"Throw it away."

"Huh?"

Buell, who placed his sword, wiped the sweat that flowed.

"I said throw it away. If that's our country's proud knight, he'll be back no matter how many days, so you can welcome him in then. But a knight like that is not needed in this country if it is to be done to every beast man."

"But..."

No objection was allowed, and the knight who came to report was expelled from the garden solely by the king's gesture.

Instead it was one of the servants who was always with the king who entered near him.

The squire received the cloth the king wiped his sweat from and offered him cold water.

"We are ready for the Beast Man"

"Then bring him in right away"

"Yes, sir."

When the samurai, who had graciously taken the spot, had returned, behind him was drawn the leopard beast man who had been chained down by two soldiers.

"Hmm. Is Leopard opponent today?"

Buell, who grabbed the sword and stood before the leopard beast man, says, poking his sword at him.

"You're a filthy beast, but you're strong?

The leopard beast man with his face up stares silently at the king.

"O king. This man shouts loudly, so he is burning his throat. I can't speak up."

"What is it? Well. Hey, Beast Man. I'll untie you now. And if I get one scratch, I'll leave you alone in the wilderness."

When the king instructed, the soldiers removed the chain fasteners and quickly left the beast man.

The beast man, who was suddenly released from restraint, flew back quickly and stood with his nails protruding, although he knelt for a moment.

The king laughs invincibly at the leopard beast man with his giraffed eyes.

"That's right. I hope that's how I get back to living desperately. But"

Take a unique stance that sticks the sword out diagonally in both hands.

"It's the Beast Man. It's an honor to die by the knight's sword."

Raise a cry that doesn't speak, and the leopard rushes.

The leopard beast man, who had tried to crawl to the ground and dived from his feet, waking up his body while sticking his hands out for the king's neck.

"Sweet"

Pull the sword, wave the pattern and slap off the protruding finger, swinging it across the side suddenly.

The moment the Leopard Beast decides that he has succeeded in lowering himself again and painstakingly avoiding him, the king twists himself and waves his sword again as he turns like a solo.

"Huh!

There was a sound closer to beating than slashing, and the leopard's head was broken up and down.

Sprinkling his brains and blinding himself to the fallen leopard beast man, the king protrudes his sword on his squire and causes him to wipe his body.

"The first move was good, but I haven't been able to handle it."

"Excellent work, King."

To the praise of the samurai, the king sounded his nose and expressed his displeasure.

"You can't be the king of the kingdom of knights if you seem to trick a guy to this extent. You have to be as strong as your ancestors. Find a stronger beast man and bring him in right away."

"Ha! Roger that!

The soldiers who brought the beast man salute the king and drag the body away.

"O king. It's time to return to the castle."

When he heard the word of the samurai, the king shook his head beside him.

"Leave it to someone. I'm going to the meth room. After the battle, we'll roll."

"Yes, sir."

In the basement of the castle, the servants bowed their heads and dropped off the king heading to the chamber where they had imprisoned the beastly woman.