Summoned Slaughterer

The letters written on the stone slab given by the Chancellor Adore, although ancient, could be read to some extent by the educated Imeraria as royalty.

"This is..."

What is stated there is clearly not a procedure for repatriation. After reading it, Imeraria could not hide the upset, in the words stated at the end of it.

"Sealing, surgical..."

If powerful wizards are used, even powerful wizards and mighty demons will be able to seal it, it is noted. It ends with the words: it is magic to impose so powerful a seal, and I pray that the day will not come when this will be necessary.

"Mr. Adore, what do you mean? This is not a repatriation procedure. In your conversation with Mr. Origa, you said you were looking for repatriation magic, right?

"Master Left. But we haven't found the magic yet."

"Then you showed me this sealed magic tablet... What the hell are you thinking?"

When Imeralia looked at the dollar as she stared, she tightened her mouth to a single letter.

"… all for this country, Orson Grande."

"Let's hear your thoughts."

"Thank you"

Adore speaks in a kneeling, face-down position.

"Right now, the situation in our country is stable. You won't have a problem saying it's going well. Her Majesty the Queen is in power, the economy is stable, and the people are calm, I see. If you don't even think about the cause of this, it's because of Uncle Toono."

To date, Imeraria also honestly agreed. There was interference from Vichy regardless of the existence of one, two or three, so it was a very great advantage as a country that the clashes with other countries came together completely to Orson Grande advantage.

"But let Uncle Toono be a burden for the country to come. He has become a hero to this country, but if his territory continues to grow, the position of the country and Focarol will not be far away from reversed. No, in terms of technology and trust from the people already, you can say that Focarol's appreciation is beyond the king's capital."

"That's why the reason for eliminating Dear One, Two, Three..."

"Your Majesty."

Acknowledging his disrespect, Adore raised his face and blocked the words of Imeraria.

"Everything is moving around Uncle Toono. The incredible story is that the foundations of Focalol's commercial industry are also based on Uncle Toono's opinions. His ability is not only to fight."

"... let me think for a second. I am well aware that I am responsible for the fate of this country. But to immediately acknowledge your story, I'm not yet able to sort out in myself what happened to her, Mr. Pajo."

Imeralia lay down her eyes and sighed slowly to catch her breath.

"That was totally my fault. He underestimated the power of one, two, three, and underestimated how that wisdom would work. I'm the one who took her life."

"Your Majesty. All ministers, including me, serve as His Majesty pleases. Please use your words of repentance to Knight Pajo. She thought and acted for Her Majesty."

Imeraria painstakingly withheld her tears and broke off her interview with Adore as a deposition about sealing magic.

At the end of the day, Adol said, "You don't have to kill him, you have to leave as a hero. Please think about it," the words were burning on my head.

☺☻☺

One, two, three appeared in the slam a few days after buying in the Beastman slave. Neither Leni nor Helen are taken, but only the Dog Beast Man's Geng is taken to guide them.

"If it fits where I've heard it before, it's supposed to be a place called Slam when we head from here."

The direction given by Geng was the street with a slender back alley and a flattering atmosphere of garbage and building debris piled up.

"You've come to places like this before. Okay, let's go."

"Wait for me! What would it look like if a human suddenly walked in..."

Ignoring the geng trying to pull it off, one, two, three is not supposed to go all the way into the slam.

Giving up persuasion, Geng also hurried to follow behind one, two, three.

Through narrow streets, you reach residential areas where buildings line up quite a bit, although collapsed buildings stand out. Feeling signs of someone living from several buildings, one, two, three, and more gazed at, he walks unabated as he slaps a tonne of knife pattern across his hips with his fingers.

"You know, he doesn't come out of the building just looking at us."

"You must be on guard. It won't be unusual for humans to come and get the Beast Man."

But one, two, three, that only one man had brought one beast, I guess they thought it was easy to deal with, it didn't take much time before more than one beast man showed up and surrounded one, two, three.

The way various beasts, such as leopards and bears, party together is like a zoo and smiling when seen from one, two, three.

"I don't know what humans have come to do alone, but I wouldn't do anything wrong if I left my money behind"

A leopard beast who lost one arm is convincing you to be awesome or subtle, but you put your face close to one, two, three.

"My breath stinks"

One, two, three kicked the leopard beast man in the front kick.

The leopard beast man, who flew away drawing parabolas not long before reacting, broke through the Borough family.

Whether the wall was cushioned or not, the stun seemed spared, and he held his belly and stood still.

"Holy shit!"

"Ma, wait!

Before the fierce Bear Beast Man, Geng popped out.

"This man is a hopeful man for us beasts! Just listen to me!

"Hope?

"You can tell by looking at my clothes! A man who has become a human slave can wear such good clothes!

"Why are you taking human sides?!

Ignoring Geng and the Slam beasts arguing with each other, one, two, three approached the kicked ass leopard beasts.

"Do you still want to do this? If you want to do it, I'll kill you."

"... surrender. I spare my life."

Releasing a nagging leopard, one, two, three looked back.

"This guy is going to surrender. Anybody else want to fuck with me?

The leopard beast seemed to be like a strong summariser within his fellow slums, and no one answered the call of one, two, three.

A very unfortunate sigh, one, two, three, sat on the appropriate debris.

"Gather this slum beast man here."

"Yes, what the hell are you thinking?

In response to the Leopard Beast's question, one, two, three, pointed his fingertips.

"I'll make your city in this slum"

The beasts, who heard the words of one, two, and three, opened their mouths and beckoned.

Only Geng smiled and looked around.

"No matter how many times I hear it, it's an interesting dream. I'll give you one shot too."

☺☻☺

While one, two, and three were out in the slums, besides Leni and Helen, the remaining beasts left a message at the inn.

Nevertheless, I wasn't relaxing.

"I didn't know this was going to happen..."

Helen was the one who stuck him at the table, the corner of the dining room he had rented.

Before her is a text made of fine paper, and parchment paper placed side by side is lined with dirty letters.

Next to Helen, Leni was diligently holding the pen to study.

"Leni, what are you doing so hard? He said there's a lot of people who haven't studied."

"But one, two, three said you can't be king without studying..."

"... are you serious?

"Yeah."

Leni stares straight at Helen, who shows her face that she is frightened.

"I don't know what you mean...... humans are still a little scared, but there wasn't any such thing in the wilderness as making all kinds of jobs and thinking about it. This study also says a lot of things I don't know, and I'm starting to understand things I didn't understand."

Leni put the pen down and grabbed Helen's hand.

"Don't you think it's funny? So, one, two, three, you said to make the city of the Beasts first. The city, huh? There are all kinds of shops, like human cities, where beasts of all races work for whatever they like and what they're good at."

"Well, that sounds like fun..."

When Helen drops her eyes on the text, the letters and words in the official language line up with the slack. Although I have only managed to learn how to read it, it is still difficult to say whether words are put on.

One, two, three said the general text could be read and written in a few days, but Helen suspects.

"When the city is ready, what does Helen want to do? Like a store? Making vegetables sounds interesting."

"Even when you're king, do you sell things or make vegetables in stores?

"Is that...? What do you think?

The beast woman in front of me lacked a voice to the two of us having such a conversation. Same as Helen, but about 20 years old, one ear is missing from the roots. At a young age, he was cut when humans caught him.

"You're both unfamiliar with the human city. The king is a better man than a soldier or a knight, and it's his job to give them instructions and move the country. Not very much, but maybe we don't have time for a shop?

A little sauce-eyed beast smiles gently at Leni and the others.

"At this age, though I didn't think humans could make me study. It's nice to imagine the future and have dreams. It's been over 10 years since I've been captured and enslaved, but I've never thought about what I want to do or do like this."

When she heard her words, Leni noticed something.

"Oh well. Helen, when we were in the wilderness, all we thought about was collecting rice and being safe now, but while we were talking to Mr. One, Two, Three, we were talking about the future sometime."

"I see."

Helen also had her eyes open.

"Sure, all I did was freak out about something, and you talked more to Leni. Talking about rice, talking about tools sold in stores..."

"It would be awesome to have a city of beasts like this and call everyone!

All right, let's do our best, and hang out with Leni, who snorts roughly and re-grips the pen, and Helen groaned in her heart, too.

"Didn't I tell you that humans, when they learn letters, study something later?

Helen spoke of potpourri and doubt.

"Hmm."

Leni looks up at the ceiling and says what he remembers.

"Sure, customer service know-how? Or something."

"What's that?

"I don't know"

Staring at the two faces, the one-eared beast man was baseless and willing to try to believe in his new master. We've only been dating for a few days, but as far as Leni and I are concerned, he seems like a good husband.

☺☻☺

One day, strange requests came to the craftsmen of Swordlante.

They range from craftsmen in industrial fields such as blacksmiths and woodworking to cooks such as bakers and, at the end of the day, service workers such as innkeepers.

The reward was also good, so many things head to the designated inn.

So while I was frightened by the beasts alongside the Zlari, I was well greeted with a polite "please," and after listening honestly, the craftsmen took care of themselves at some point as they tried to sparkle their eyes and learn eagerly, even with no great deal of skill.

Gradually the group breaks up depending on what it learns and steps into a professional place.

Originally there were a significant number of beasts all over the city as slaves, some of them because they were beasts shopping on behalf of their masters, and for non-noble civilians, the emotion to repel the very existence of beasts is thin. The emotional part experimented and confirmed by one, two or three, in the canteen of the Inn, if only to the civilian population, was not problematic.

At the same time, the carpenters had been asked to do another job.

It's a major renovation of the slam.

The carpenters have good drawings to wrap their tongues around, the old buildings are demolished in an orderly fashion, starting with the dwellings of the beasts, and buildings used as shops, work huts, and even blacksmiths and baths are built.

The materials were carried from the outside by the beasts one after the other, so the work proceeded on a rapid pitch without delay.

Beastmen who take part in carpentry work also showed up, focusing on those who are good at powerful things and light industries, and since more and more work is done in humans, with the mere addition of beastmen, some carpenters came out to say that they also want to help with their work throughout the city.

Slams occupied by rubble and ancient houses gradually become new cities that cannot be called slums.

The person who financed it just showed up sometimes at meetings, with many unknown parts such as where the gold came from, but no one came after it for the beasts' unexpected ease of dating that it was the good money payment and the slaves of the investors.

Eventually, the beast man who gets the know-how to open the business begins to emerge, and finally the slam is able to function as a healthy city.

"Hiccup... you're going to have a great situation."

"No shadow or shape of a slum."

The dog beast man Geng and the one-armed leopard beast man were walking close to the city where the shopping area had been created earlier.

"It's amazing what human wisdom is. It never occurred to me that the building I had used without thinking about it had been built with so much thought."

Because of his strength, and because he didn't know much about humans, we Beastmen have been done well, and the Leopard Beastmen vomited self-inflicted words.

"And until Mr. 123 bought it, I couldn't imagine working with other races or with humans like this."

"Right...... but one thing bothers me"

The serious-eyed leopard beast stroked his jaw with his remaining arm.

"Amongst humans, aren't soldiers and knights coming to get beasts like us? Normal people aside, it's no surprise that five or six of our soldiers are here..."

The Leopard Beast's sentiment was what was happening in reality.

When the sun went down and the carpenters went home from the slam, several soldiers came into the slam.

One young man stands before them surprised by the slam lined with beautiful buildings.

It's black on my usual torso and a knife on my hip. One, two, three.

"You... you're not an animal man. What are you doing here?

When one soldier did what, one, two, three pulled out a thin sword slurrily.

The sword is opposite with a single blade, with beautiful blade prints that attract people reflecting pale and moonlight.

"If you say something... I was waiting for intruders like you, I guess you're most right. Every night, every night, it's hard work."

"Whoever went to investigate will not return... all, put up your swords!

To the young man laughing cookly, the soldiers pulled out their swords, feeling an unusual atmosphere.

"You pulled it out. That's fine."

One, two, three seemed to enjoy it tonight, and thanked the city of beasts that cost money but served as excellent fishing bait.