Summoned Slaughterer

The soldiers, who saw the shocking scene of a knight's easy defeat, said, "Well, retreat!" The word pushed me away from the battlefield first.

The word was merely a plea uttered by a single soldier in defeat of fear, but no one cares about it. By saying "retreat," he chose to escape the scene without responsibility.

Where did the pre-battle fortitude that was neat go, and the beasts shouted delightfully when they saw the soldiers fleeing apart.

"All right, that worked!

But unlike the joyful beasts, the human reaction was puzzling.

The beasts who returned to the slums were greeted with cheer and received a rough but warm welcome from the beasts who were waiting to return, but the humans leaned forward and muttered their future anxieties.

"Oh, are you okay..."

The man who had earlier been taken charge of by the Beastman and evacuated was also stunned by the sweat.

"I've killed a knight... when I get back to the city, aren't the other knights going to kill me?

"If a soldier resents you, you can't live anymore..."

To a werewolf, two little beastly girls walk through the slums.

It's Leni and Helen.

"So, how about living here?

Humans did not know for a moment what they were saying to the suggestion that Sarasari and Leni had spoken.

"I'd like to thank you for everything you've told me, but if I fix the house, I still have a lot of work to do."

"Right. There's a lot more to it than just the Beast Man."

Helen also agrees with Leni's suggestion and the surrounding beasts show welcome.

"But this is a city of beasts..."

To a bewildered human man, Leni snapped his neck.

"... no?

"What?"

When I saw the story wasn't meshing, Helen laughed with her ears moving piccolorly.

"I know you humans look like beasts together, but there's no way that happens in the wilderness. Me and Leni could be attacked by a tiger or a wolf if we went out into the wilderness."

At a time when another race lives in a mix like this, no one cares if humans mix now, Helen says.

To the Word, not only men, but also beasts, looked at each other.

What we are on this occasion now is that there is no clarity in appearance or habit if we say the difference: humans, ravens, leopards on sheep, tigers, and wolves on dogs.

"This is a heterogeneous place," says Mr. 123, "different from human society and the society of the beast man," so if you're not a bad person, who can come?

Hey, and when Leni asked Helen for her consent, Helen nodded with a bitter smile.

"There are humans who are used to beasts and beasts who are used to humans. I think he's right. But I don't think it's up to us to decide."

"No, wouldn't that be nice"

From a bunch of beastmen, the geng stuck out a stretched face with a canine beastling-like nose tip all the time.

"Now that Mr. Leni and Mr. Helen are on behalf of this city, if you two want, no one can complain."

When Geng's words are received and Leni and the others turn their necks around, all the beasts around them are smiling and nodding.

Leni smiled so he could play and turned to the humans.

"So this city is welcome by humans."

"Oh, thanks......?

"But the knights and soldiers won't shut up."

The humans still seemed restless, not very much, but Leni told them gently to settle down like that.

And to the words that followed, the beasts of this place lost their words.

"One, two, three went to the castle, so maybe we can figure it out?

"Hi, who's Mr. One, Two, Three?

The humans are not familiar with one, two, three things that did not show their faces on the table simply by giving instructions to Leni and Helen.

But the beasts who have been face-to-face these past few days, especially the vigilantes who participated in the training, look furry, elusive but blue.

The humans who noticed the situation only felt that something terrible was going on.

"Oh, Mr. Leni. One, two, three told me you were going to a human city, but why do you think the castle is your destination?

"Before, he said he needed to go to the castle and discuss it with the king, so maybe now..."

The beasts, who dropped their shoulders with sighs, sighed that the struggle with humans, which they thought was still going on, was apparently going to end up worried.

"Duh, what do you mean?

"Hi there."

One tiger beast man replied to a human being that he did not know the wax.

"There's no way Mr. Twenty-Three's just gonna come home from a“ discussion. "

"Not at all. It's not always a living soldier to welcome back the soldiers who fled."

Well, we haven't had a fight in a while.

Mouthfully saying it was a dissolution, the Beasts went home with excitement to talk about the battle earlier.

Helen speaks with a honeycomb to those left behind and bewildered.

"Well, there's somewhere to sleep for now, come on"

There's rice, too, and for the first time since they told me, the humans began to feel hungry, taking them together and getting to Helen.

Slam's battle converged much faster than anyone feared.

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More than 30 people in the castle Sarg killed by the time he reached the king's room. It will be a reckoning that soldiers and knights defending the royal room were almost killed at night.

"Ko, this is...!

A soldier heads to the bedroom to clean up the beast man. It was the king's custom to return the beastly woman to her cell and sleep slowly by herself, so the soldier on duty would take her to the castle centre at a fixed time of night, but it was not the usual sight there.

Throughout the aisle, dead bodies are rolling with their necks ripped off or holes in their bellies.

Everyone had a distressed look on their face and held on to their weapons.

"Oh my god! Intruder!

A pair of soldiers screamed and jumped into the king's bedroom saying it was an emergency.

"Ugh..."

It was indoors, three bodies.

The Cat Beast woman who was sent out of prison for the king, their master, the king, and the unrecognized giant bear beast man.

The cat beast man is pointing his neck in an impossible direction, and the king can see at a glance that his neck is similarly broken. The Beast man bled a good amount of blood from the neck area, and his neck is about to be ripped off by a blade.

"Doh, what do we do?

A soldier, unable to make a decision, speaks to a colleague in a completely unexpected situation.

"Thank you..."

Even colleagues don't know what to do.

And a lot of voices coming from the outside.

"Looks like the guys who went to the slam are back... hmm?

When a soldier looked out the bedroom window gazed at the group that approached him, he raised a barbaric voice.

"If I did, you'd be running over here. There's no knight..."

Get out of the way.

A colleague pushed his companion over and checked out the window, caught in its eyes soldiers desperately fleeing to the castle relying on the lights of the pine lights.

The soldier, who had been watching it for a while, took off his sleaze and upper body armor to look just like the hemp clothes he had been wearing downstairs.

"What are you doing?"

"Run away"

"Huh?"

"Those guys, the knight must have been hit and run away. I saw your expression."

The tibial area does not come off inside, cutting the leatherband with the knife that was on his hips.

"Look at the situation. It's obvious it's a discussion between the king and the beast man. Plus, it's too soon to withdraw from the slums. You must have beaten the Beast man lightly."

The lightened soldier put his sword band back on and raised only his long sword and purse on his hips.

"Then..."

"If you stay here like this, you'll be killed by a beast man chasing a squad of slum-attackers"

"... oh, I'm going too!

The soldier, who hurried off his armor, took him up and left the king's bedroom behind.

In the room where no one was anymore, it was one, two, three who put his face out the window.

One, two, and three, hooked to a part of the wall and hanging with a copper grip, look all the way back and see the soldiers fleeing back.

"If you look closely, you know the Beast Man hasn't come after you."

Though I didn't think the decision to escape was a bad one, I spilled it when I didn't observe enough.

"Fair enough. The national hoop is off."

View the king's body.

The expression of pain and anger is a spectacular word.

"You had one of these guys too big. That's the only hole I get when I'm gone. If the king were alive, the soldiers would never have escaped."

Later it was Leni's work, and one, two, three, left the castle behind.

All that was left in the castle were many corpses and servants of the dwelling who slept without knowing anything.

And the tragedy was discovered by soldiers who fled and headed to report to the king, and the castle fell into havoc.

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On a slam offense, he cut ahead and stormed and was a zeble blown away by a blow from Marutai, but he lived buried in rubble in an abandoned house.

"Gu... I didn't know you were going to beat me up with Marutai..."

The metal armor is in total loss, no matter what you think, because the chest area has fallen and the coupling area has become distorted.

"But I didn't expect the Beastman to build the city, though. Fair enough."

Talking, Zeble's face changes.

Sharp fangs grow in the mouth and the face changes to dark grey. The ears are sharp and pointed, and the details go hand in hand, like a fairy tale elf.

"Measures to antagonize beasts and humans went well. I don't need to be a nobleman in this country anymore."

"Oops. Don't listen to him."

Zeble, who meant to speak to himself but was accidentally called out, rolled over with speed that he did not think had been wounded and picked up his sword.

"Who?

"I don't care about me. I'd like you to tell me more about what I said earlier about hostilizing beasts and humans.

It was one, two, three that came out of the dark.

As the knight's body was proceeding through the slam entrance where it folded to return, he felt signs from inside the abandoned house and asked what was going on.

"Long ears, elves?

You look pale for it, and Zeble, with his sword, spit on his neck, one, two, three.

"Don't be with those living dolls. I'm one of those races that humans call the Demons. Who are you, more than that? It doesn't seem like the same people who were with the Beast Man..."

Speaking, Zeble was getting ready for magic.

The man in front of you is dangerous, and his own mind is screaming. It was decided that for Zeble, who is good at transformation but isn't so confident in battle, it seems difficult to match swords from the front.

"I..."

The moment one, two, three, opened his mouth, Zeble pretended to wave up his sword and quickly protruded his right hand forward.

"Give me thunder!... Huh?

It was Zeble who unleashed a good thundering magic and was convinced of the win, but Thunder hit him with a dimensional hanging thrown out of his nostalgia by one, two, three.

Faster than the black-burned iron fell to the floor, the knife unleashed on the pluck scolded Zeble's legs.

"Ahhh!

Zebble, who was taken down from his knees with a bass, collapsed trying to get his ass cake on.

Remaining distorted in his painful face, Zeble threw his left hand sword, but was sucked into the dark magic unfolded by one, two, three.

"Demon man."

On Zeble's belly, one, two, three feet rode.

Losing his sword and both legs, Zeble, whose body is pressed to the floor, is turning his face bright red with anger.

"You're doing fine."

One, two, three looked down at Zeble, wondering if it was also a trait of dull pain or something.

"So, let's hear the answer just now"

"No matter what you do, it's too late. The beastman of Swordlante will become aggressively colliding with humans. The human race in this country is diminishing, it can't be stopped anymore."

"Oh, that's okay"

To the answer of one, two, three, Zeble opened his eyes.

"Humans and beasts contend. Much better. If a knight or soldier did it and hated the Beast Man, was it you guys who did it? Thanks to you it was a lot easier to do"

One, two, three were in doubt. Even though knights and soldiers, including kings, abnormally hated beastmen, they purposefully tolerated the existence of slums. Nor does it fall true that the king used the beast man for night games.

"I guess it's been here since recently. You fanned and aggressively headed toward beast rejection."

That was convenient for one, two, three. Civilians who hated the Beast Man as much as anything close to the King and whose values had not yet penetrated accepted the Beast Man.

"Now it was divided into three forces: man of the city, beast of the wilderness, beast of the slam and man. Nobles who have been killed kings will not accept beasts, nor will wilderness beasts, of course, take part in a city in the land of man. In the meantime, the mixed area the little ones are working in will be chased to self-defense and operation."

"You mean you've led a human being to danger!

To my astonishment Zeble, one, two, three shakes his head vertically.

"Not in two groups. If you don't triple up, you'll stop using your head for rush and defense. I won't even be able to devise a fight. We also have a point of contact for people to come and go. forces, including the population, will fluctuate from now on"

Don't start using your head to survive, snort satisfactorily one, two, three.

"Ku, you're crazy...... We demons fomented antagonism between beasts and humans in favor of fighting humans... I didn't know humans would use us..."

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll tell your boss where you are."

Though he showed the patrol, Zeble answered honestly.

"Further back in the woods with elves. There's our demon country. If you're going to get on the map to the point where you killed me, taste the hell out of it."

"Right. Looking forward to it."

Making a small noise, one, two, three swords snapped Zeble's neck.