Summoned Slaughterer

The Swordlante soldiers, too, use two-handed swords.

The blade of the sword, which stretches upright, is about 1 m long, and the thickness adds up to a martial bone look.

The soldiers, confronted by one, two, three, grabbed the sword and rushed out in a mood that only one of them was the other.

"You lunatics on the side of the beasts! Die!"

The sword, which one waved sideways, cuts the wind and approaches one, two, three.

But when one, two, and three, that came out one step earlier, put their swords vertically against the enemy's elbows, they also helped the sword to gain momentum and weight, making a dry noise and breaking elbows.

"Bye..."

After a short scream, one, two, three swords slip through the soldier's neck.

The soldiers bared at the man who dared to return the blood and smile.

"You're swinging pretty fast. But don't just swing."

This is how the blade is used, and one, two, three, unleashed a series of punches without stepping in, piercing both eyes of the soldier who was out front to his brain.

He kicked the falling soldier without a voice, and the bumped soldier was sliced across his belly in a flinch.

The rest are two.

The will of battle is no longer losing, and one, two, three, slowly approaches the soldiers with their blood-dropping swords.

"Hey, why are you on the side of the Beast Man?

"Nothing, I'm not on your side"

In fact, the wilderness has slaughtered and killed more than 100 beastmen, and some of the settlements have been crushed.

"If you're going to be my enemy, humans and beasts alike. If you slash it, you see the meat and the blood blows out. Here."

On a sharp poke, the carotid artery of the soldier who asked the question cracks in packs and the red fountain spreads.

"All who live and live in this world have the same flesh. I'm egalitarian, so I don't discriminate."

The soldier who fell after losing his blood was out of time before the end of one, two, three words.

The remaining soldiers have already dropped their swords and are lagging behind with jirri.

"Don't run away. Let's have fun till the end."

"Ugh, wow..."

Not surprisingly, the moment the soldier turned his back, the tip of the knife pierced from behind his neck reflected in his sight.

As I was confused and gasping for breathlessness, I vomited blood violently.

How did the sight of the dimming soldier, just one, two, three, appear to look down? With his eyes open to fear, the last one was also out of breath.

"Dead? Is this the case with the lower end? If they're knights, do they have a little more teeth? Hey, you know what?

One, two, three, turned to the shadow of a nearby building, and threw questions.

The big shadow shows surprise and flees without saying anything.

"Yeah?... I thought it seemed like a pretty strong deal... well, okay"

Today the next prey will not come, and one, two, and three wiped the knife with a pocket, and went back to the building they were using as an inn.

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It was Sarg, nobody, who escaped from anything one, two, three on the tragic stage.

After observing the human area for a while and returning to the slums, he was amazed at how the slums had changed in a short period of time.

"What the hell is this... is there a human!?

There are humans walking alongside the Beastman as a matter of course in the city of Slam, and the way it looks is only like a good friend, not a slave and a husband.

Unexpectedly proceeding to the back of the slam to hide with Kosokoso, there was an old house that had not yet been demolished, and the appearance of the previous slam remained.

"Whoa, you're on the side of justice, aren't you?"

It was a one-armed dog beast man who had called out to the baffling Sarg. Sarg in the slum was the first man I ever met.

"Is the rescue and rescue of the beast man progressing?

Karakara and the Laughing Dog Beast wore well-tailored clothes that were very different from when we met before.

"What the hell happened to Slam? It looks like humans are coming in."

"I don't care what they say. I don't know either. All I know is that I have a job that I can do, and I'm getting decent food."

"You think it's work?

In the wilderness the first word he would not hear, Sarg snapped his neck.

"Well. With one hand, I can carry a load and nail it. I helped build this house, too. Well, I almost learned it from a human being."

Sarg turned his fangs to the haunting beast man.

"Is it that much fun being used by humans! If you're a slave after all..."

"You really have a narrow perspective."

The dog beast shook his head and shrugged his shoulder, for Christ's sake.

"It's not like slavery. Work and get paid for it and buy food with it. I also bought clothes. You wouldn't think in the wilderness you could taste all kinds of food without risking your life, would you?

"But follow what humans say and more!

We, the Beasts, have been hit as good as ever by that human being. Can't you understand that yet? It's only natural that where we kill one or two people, if we don't change, we don't change our position. "

Lady Sheep's for sale, but the Dog Beast man laughs shyly.

Sarg doesn't understand that at all.

The beast man should be free to cross the wilderness and spend most of his time in nature without being tied up by anyone. But the man in front of me is happy to interact with humans and be used by humans.

"You... what the hell?

To the words that came out with Sarg's mouth, the Dog Beast Man can only laugh bitterly.

"Hey, you okay?

A worried, approaching dog beast man tried to put his hand on Sarg's shoulder, which was much taller than himself, but Sarg waved his arm sharply and smacked it into pieces.

"Guh!? Holy shit!"

"You ha!

Sarg's nails, who raised a curse, are attacked by a dog beast man who raised his voice with pain and anger.

The arm stuck into the open mouth penetrated straight up to the back of his head.

He drops his neck almost like it was, and the dog beast man's body falls on his knees.

Slam is all over the city during the day. Not one or two passers-by have witnessed it.

Seeing the blood on his right hand, he heard a scream in Sarg's ear, which he returned to me, and looked around.

When he saw the beasts and humans around him, showing the colour of fright and lagging behind, Sarg recognized that the cause of the scream was himself.

"Chi, no! This..."

"A murderer!

"Somebody! I need your help!

No one gets Sarg's excuse.

To listen to the words of a 3m beast man waving his bloody hand was a situation where earlier actions were too selfish and inexcusable.

"Gu...... damn!

Drawing on the noisy crowd, Sarg fled the scene.

Without even looking at the humans and beasts who screamed and paved the way, Sarg fled to the back of the slam.

The sun set as he jumped inside the dying house and was frightened by the chaser to think of excuses.

And when the book of the night came down, he came back hiding with Kosokoso, and saw one, two, three, a human, kill a human.

No longer was Sarg's head all stirred up with faith and emotion to desperately hold off the urge to scream.

Having confirmed that horrible man had gone somewhere, Sarg became afraid to be in the slums and, conversely, walked flirtatiously to seek a place to hide in the area where the humans lived.

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Buel, king of Swordlante, was in a very bad mood.

And you also get enough reports to upset him.

"... there have been no reports from the soldiers we sent to the slums. He hasn't returned, and it's unclear what caused it."

A force enters the finger where the king grabs the elbow of the throne, and a noise sounds between the mistletoe, and a quiet glance.

But the knight who came to report cannot stop the words.

"According to reports by those who were distracted and infiltrated by carpenters during the day, the beasts seem to have rebuilt their slum buildings, incorporated technology and started imitating the shops. In some cases, we've heard rumors that farmland is being built, but this one is unconfirmed."

The knight, who took a breath, stole a look at Chirali and the king.

I can see that the reddish face is so powerful that I can still play it. Had it not been for the report of the knight lying quite apart before the throne, he might have been slashed and abandoned in frustration.

"... there are stories of soldiers being murdered, but they also seem to tell us that it is unclear who did it among the beasts. And the killing of beasts..."

"Enough!

The king, who blocked the conversation, stood up, leaving it to anger to raise his voice.

"Since when have soldiers in this country become a gathering of the poor who can't even enter the city of the Beasts! Though a soldier, you have no pride in the kingdom of the proud knight!

"O king. Soldiers and the like are just a gathering of civilians who have been preyed upon. Shouldn't we send knights here to teach ourselves to the witch mountain beasts who are doing human imitations?"

Of the knights sloppily lined up during the gaze, one young man entered. The loose-waved blonde hair and neat face are common in the high nobility of the well-blooded Swordlante.

"... so you say you can do it? Zeble."

"On my sword"

In a playful trick, the man called Zeble laughed niggly.

"Then I command you. Take the soldiers and clean the slam."

"Please wait! If a knight moves in the current slum, it can affect civilians as well. It's not too late to proceed with the investigation here!

A civilian of age, who was close to old age, hastily challenged the king's order, but that was not a good advice for the king with ear damage.

"An investigation? So what are we going to do with the investigation? You're telling me to leave you alone because I'm friendly with the Beast Man!

"It's..."

"We move to preserve order in this country so that the knights can do justice. where some sacrifice has been made to the civilian population, nor does it care"

"You're right about the king. My Swordlante is a country made up of knights who succeed and defeat the Beast Man. It is where our samurai stand that we destroy the beast man and teach him all about himself. Now we don't have to think about animal care or the wrong civilians."

In response to the words of Zebul, who spoke as he spread his arms and spoke to his surroundings, the king nodded, and the other knights spoke in agreement.

Civilians, by contrast, look bitter, but their standing in this country is very low. No matter how handsome you are, you can take it lightly if you don't have the force.

"O king. It's a corner opportunity, so I'd like to do it somewhat flashy, but how about it? Civilians and beasts feel belittled by the presence of our knights. One thing we should do here is teach those who look beyond the parties who are powerful and who the rulers are."

"I see... well, try it your way. But if you fail, you will have your life to pay for the sins that have tarnished your knight's pride."

Against the staring king, Zeble knelt with a cool face.

"As you wish."

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How did this happen, not only in my head many times, but Helen couldn't keep up with the situation enough to put it out in her mouth and say it.

I wonder if I have just taken away the inn after a few days, I will be taken to a city with lots of beasts, given a house to live with Leni and, as the two of us continue their studies, consult with lots of humans to give advice on dwellings and shops for the other beasts.

"Should the bird beast man have an entrance or exit in a high place?

"Even the Birdbeast Man doesn't fly all the time, so shouldn't it be up and down there?

"Is the house of the Tiger Beast the size of this place okay?

"Many of them are big, so I don't think it's easy to get in and out without this much width and this much height."

The next thing you know, the human carpenters are coming and throwing questions at Helen.

Answer the carpenters' questions and go around the construction sites that are all over the place.

"Ah, already! Let me slow down a little bit!

Helen speaks up unexpectedly, but the carpenters are also in a hurry because the next building is waiting for them, so they need to finish it quickly.

Helen is also aware that it is a building for the Beasts, so she couldn't say no, and headed to the next building with a tired face.

Around the same time, Leni's was meeting with the Beasts in a newly built store.

"The“ money ”that humans spend has these three colors, and this is the same as this in 100 sheets, and this is the same as this in 100 sheets"

Leni slowly explains the value of the currency, pointing in turn to the currency lined up.

Some were attacked by sleepers because the fluffy, white-haired sheep beast man was talking about relaxing calculations with a quiet voice, but there was the roughness of the beast man, who was forced to awaken him by being slapped or stepped on.

Studying side by side are about 10 men and women, half slaves bought by one, two, three, and half beasts who were in the slam from the beginning.

"But if you count so many, it's tough."

"It's okay. They say that this money is rarely used by ordinary people, and the product should be an easy amount to count..."

No one complains to Leni, who shyly answers why he is a recipient. There is nothing more familiar with human life and business than her in the current slum. He was also getting questions and consultations from nature and the elderly beasts.

Helen can say she got all that.

"One, two, three... I haven't seen much lately, but I wonder what's going on? It smells more like a fierce beast than a human being."

The same old shepherd woman as Leni laughed showing her missing teeth.

"Come on... when I only saw him a little yesterday, he seemed kind of fun..."

Leni made it clear that the old woman said, "It's not like a fierce beast man."

"One, two, three, I think you're a fierce person for a fierce person and a normal person for a normal person? We got better..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Leni. That's not what I'm gonna do. Besides, if you're an animal man, you'd be attracted to strong people. Try your best."

"Yeah. Good luck!

I didn't know what the old lady supported me, but Leni replied fine, thinking that maybe it was about the study given to her by one, two, three.

The grinning old woman gently stroked Leni's head because she was still small.