Summoned Slaughterer

He was piled up with gold coins he had never seen as jalajara in front of him, and Swordlante's slavers were having trouble reacting.

The man who took out the pile of gold coins was a man dressed in strange clothes, feathering a cape and wearing a hood softly from his head. Only the mouth was visible, and from the voice that caught his mouth and laughed like the March Moon, he would still be a pretty young man, the slaver decided.

Behind the man, a small pair of people line up, and this also wears a hood, but from what I can see it seems to be the Beast Man. It would be the men's slaves.

"What's up? Didn't you hear my order?

"Ma, wait! Even if all of a sudden they say they're going to buy out all the beasts in the store..."

"What, you don't have enough money?

"It's not like that..."

The man who's going to put up more gold coins to see where he took it from is, of course, one, two, three.

"So what do you mean?"

"There's a lot of things about being a slave, so if you don't pick it right, you'll have trouble complaining about it later. Some guys can't use it for labor due to a paydown injury from the castle..."

I don't mind.

"What?"

"I don't care if he's hurt or has a problem. I'll pull it all together and get it ready."

"Don't complain about it later," the slave trader said to the overly forceful vernacular, "bringing in a total of more than 30 beasts from the back.

All of them stood blurred with exhausted expressions, hands and feet tied together in chains.

As the slave trader said, some of them are mixed with those with missing arms and legs, and others are supported by other slaves to show how they have worn out as long as they walk.

"Now we're all here."

"All right, all right, then follow me"

The slaver hastily stopped trying to get out.

"No, I need to register for a slave tattoo..."

"Oh, that one"

One, two, three reminded me of when I bought Origa and Kasha.

At that time, I was impressed that magic was a strange thing, but I laugh myself at being used to life here and totally embracing the existence of magic.

"I don't need anything else."

"And yet, if you don't sign up for slave prints, you won't be able to stop slaves from turning against you."

There are also many examples of masters killed by slaves, the slave trader is breathing, but one, two, three, who controlled it with his right hand, look cool.

"You're welcome to come and scratch your sleeping neck by accident. If you don't feel that nervous, you don't feel alive. If these guys are gonna kill me, I'm just saying I was that close."

Turning back to the blazing beasts, one, two, and three looked around at the faces of all.

"You heard. If you guys want to do it, you should come after my life as much as you want. However…"

One, two, three pull out the knife and squeal with a stunning view of the beautiful blade print.

"I'll kill you if you come prepared to be half-baked. If you did it with a sweet idea, I'll kill you. If you do half the work, I'll kill you."

The light reflected on the blade seemed to glow the left eye of one, two, three.

"I mean, if you fail, you die, just remember that"

Everyone took a breath and nodded weakly.

"Okay. Let's go."

"Thank you"

Leni laughed at the slave traders as they silently waited, the tail of the slaves leaving the slave trader's shop following one, two, three.

"Oh, oh..."

"Let's go, Leni"

Leaving a bewildered slaver with his first experience of being smiled at by the Beast Man, Helen drew his hand, and Leni left the store behind as well.

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The beast slaves were brought to the luxury inn where one, two, three of them were staying.

Without showing any reluctant gestures or anything, he took the beasts into the building and the employees could no longer even make a laugh.

"Hey, hey customer!

"Right, a customer. Get these guys a room. And water to wash your body. I'll go to the dining room naturally, so prepare plenty like yesterday."

One hundred and twenty-three, who gave him large sums of money, gave one of his employees more money and could tell him to buy enough clothes and shoes for the slaves.

"Tell you what, don't treat me right. You're a well-paid customer. And you guys."

Turn your gaze to the beasts you brought in.

You're scared of one, two, three, or you make me look down frightened without trying to gaze at you.

"No violence or rambling. Wash your body and get dressed for dinner. Then go to sleep today. We have a lot to do, but it all starts tomorrow."

"Wait a minute!

Helen rushed after him, one, two, three, who was just heading up to the room upstairs.

When Leni stops trying to chase them, he turns to the slaves and takes the hood he was wearing.

Leni smiles, fluttering her soft white hair, producing twirling corners.

"It's okay. We've been taught a lot since we met one, two, three. I know it's been tough, but I'm sure there's going to be some fun."

Are you a human slave, too? To do so, the… "

What Leni is wearing is a white piece bought by one, two, three.

"We follow one, two, three we meet in the wilderness, and we're studying human beings. So," Kunitori "? It seems like it's more fun to have a lot of company to play with, so I'm here to pick everyone up."

Let's go, it'll be fun, Leni laughed, and the slaves followed the instructions of the employees to wash their bodies in turn and change into brand new clothes, without knowing why.

Because of the large number of people, it's mostly private.

Almost all the seats in the dining room are also occupied by the beasts, and the food brought disappears one after the other.

"That's good..."

When someone in the slave spilled a potpourri, a good, good voice was raised from the slaves who were parted from the tables everywhere as they echoed, weeping with no one.

It was the first decent meal we had had in a long time, and for the first time the slaves were chewing on what they lived, tasting a variety of flavored dishes that were not the same as wilderness meals where the meat was baked at best.

In time, the slaves approach one, two, three seats in turn to thank you, thank you, and bow their heads.

I didn't mean to be ungrateful, and I just ordered him to wash his body because he didn't want to eat with the thin, dirty, smelly people, with the idea that it would somehow be convenient to have his men, one, two, three, he looks bitter.

"... depressing"

Leni, present, smiles against one, two, three that spill stupidity.

"But they all seem happy"

"Right. I guess I can tell because I found out too, but when I ate rice made by humans, it was so strange that I was satisfied with the meat I'd been eating."

Helen laughs, too, though the fruit likes to stick around rather than eat the cut.

Gradually, the dining room hears laughter, plays slavery conversations, and even the Fae smile and talk about hard work, etc.

"One, two, three."

"What?"

Leni called out to one, two, three, who was getting noisy and staring at his face.

"Is this Kunitori?" Sounds fun to everyone, doesn't it? One, two, three were right. "

I looked at Leni coming at me with an innocent smile on his face, and one, two, three did, and smiled.

"This would be a good first step in stealing a country in a country like this. I'll tell you what a wonderful idea“ freedom and equality ”is. If you can understand that, good food and sturdy houses can be made by you beasts without relying on humans."

"Really?! Kunitori is not only fun, it's going to be such an amazing thing!

"Eh..."

Next to Leni, who honestly receives it, Helen turns her suspicious eyes to one, two, three, but she doesn't really understand either, so she doesn't even have to argue.

One, two, three, realizing what they were talking about, the beasts are quiet and listening.

"But you guys need to work together to get there."

"We'll do our best! I want to feed your fathers something delicious too!

"Well, if that's the reason, you know..."

One dog beastman stood up and knelt down to one, two, three seats.

"Easy to say dog beast man geng. I felt comfortable with your husband's pitiful story. Freedom and equality, what a good word! I'll do everything I can to help your husband do what he's trying to do."

The other beasts flocked to one, two, three, and said to Geng, who had spoken of the play, that they would do whatever they could.

"Ok, ok"

One, two, and three, who have been pioneering to the hot and painful passionate beasts, once calm down, silence them all.

"Hard work or nothing, you guys would be slaves though. If you do something right, I'll get you dinner and a bunk, so calm down."

One, two, three tell Leni and Helen to stand, and when they do as they are told, the gaze of the beastly slaves gathers together at once.

"Sheep are more Leni, rabbits are more Helen"

So I told you guys to do a fun and enjoyable job, and one, two, three spoke in a voice that goes well towards all of us.

"I'm going to try to make these two kings of this country. You call that minister, and I'll try and steal this country. Let me show you how far the Beast Man can go."

Hearing up to one word, one, two, three, that I would teach you how to do it, the dining room fell into confusion at once, including surprises, laughter, and those who bark with motivation.

"Hey, wait a minute! A king is the boss of a human country, isn't he? Not that we of the Beast can do it!

"Helen, what do we do..."

Approximately two confused people, one, two, three were thinking about the upcoming move.

"I need more people."

"If so, there's a good place to be"

Geng, the dog beast man who heard the twinkle of one, two, and three, drew ever closer to one, two, and three.

"Outside this city, there was a place called Slam, and I heard that there were quite a few beasts abandoned by humans."

"Slam, I see"

"But a lot of people have been injured, so I don't know if I can use it..."

"That's not what I care about"

One, two, and three looked at Geng, and thought that he had turned the dimension as he twirled in his hand, and in a moment he protruded before Geng's eyeballs.

I had confidence in my eyes. It was a geng, but I'm stunned that I couldn't keep up with the move.

"If you have one arm, you can kill people, depending on how you do it. The problem, including you guys, is that you don't know it. I'll teach you that, so get desperate and do it."

Unrivaled, Geng once again showed him lying flat on one, two, three.

(Now, do we have all the pawns? That's a hassle that you can't play formation games on your own)

Later, at the very least, I hope the opponent raises up and fights hard, but one, two, three put pale expectations on his chest and ate away the chunks of meat that remained.

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Sarg for failing to persuade the beasts of the slums, but he hadn't given up yet.

Sarg entered the place where man lived, thinking that if he knew that he could show his power and be able to confront man, and if he had more companions, he would change his mind.

Act for the night and check many human houses and shops.

He identified the house using the slaves of the beast man, snuck in where his family had fallen asleep, and took out the slaves of the beast man.

The first night doesn't go well, with one on the second, four on the third and five on the fourth, and the number of people taking them out in good order, smashing the poor quality chains and letting them go free.

The beasts who took them out lead them to the slums. It's to put them together and take them out into the wilderness.

But Sarg's thoughts went bankrupt from unexpected.

I don't want to go back to the wilderness.

One slave refused to escape and chose to remain in the slam.

"Why? Don't you miss your freedom?

"I knew how hard that freedom and how hard it was. The first time I was bought by a human was annoying. Unlike the wilderness, the whole city doesn't have to worry about being targeted for life, and you don't have to struggle to catch food to get it ready."

When I heard this story, Sarg was stunned.

Some of the beasts who were still going to rescue them afterwards returned to their original human homes before morning, and the remaining beasts also remained in the slums.

Nobody said they wanted to go back to the wilderness.

"What's going on! We've lived hunting in the wilderness! You lived free in the wilderness spreading everywhere!

Sarg's words gradually become rough due to a rush that doesn't work.

"Well, I should be as strong as you. Young tiger beasts and cunning bird beasts wouldn't have been scared either. But we don't want to live where our lives are in danger anymore."

A dog beast man, who had spoken before, was laughing when he saw Sarg.

"I told you. He said it was fine weather. I don't see the essence, even if I'm pushed for selfish justice, it's just annoying"

Lose it from the slam, a cold, canine beast man said, and the other beasts nodded to agree.

"Oh no... damn!

Sarg glances at the slum beasts from before and leaves the slum early.

"How did this happen... Humans. Humans poisoned and beasts lost their freedom..."

The colour of madness had certainly begun to drift in Sarg's eyes, which were so clenched and occupied by blood.