Summoned Slaughterer

"That's not gonna work."

"Ugh..."

Lightly denied, Leni dropped her shoulder disappointingly.

One, two, and three slept plenty in the hut they were making their own, savoring the fullness and refreshment of a good night's sleep that had killed their enemies, while eating a late breakfast in the dining room run by the Beastman.

There came Leni and his deputy Helen, who were recognized by the inhabitants and became representatives of the slums.

"But even if you deny it, there's actually a lot of beasts living together in slums."

"Right. But if you don't realize it's a strange state, you can't talk about it."

Leni's suggestion was to persuade the beasts of the wilderness to expand the scale of the slam.

Though the king has been overthrown and has lost a significant number of his knights, the overall numerical disadvantage is undeniable. The Slam Beast Town will continue to pose an ongoing threat.

Although we continue to interact in detail with the area of the civilian population, it is not difficult to imagine a crusade of beasts erupting from man, mainly the new kings and nobles, at a time when rebuilding within the castle was possible.

As for Leni, until then, he wanted to get a certain number of people together to prepare for defense and balance it as a force he managed to antagonize, but it was a late suggestion.

One, two, three denied it head-on.

"You guys forgot why you were living in the wilderness by moving so much shade of a tree?

"Ah..."

"So, but here you can get the rice steadily, and you have a place to live."

Leni managed to try to argue, but one, two, three, stuck leafy vegetables like Shakishaki's lettuce in his mouth, answered untouched.

"Are all the beasts who know nothing, just assholes who trust you for hearing it in words?

"If you could actually look..."

"Are you in a city where people are just called out and you don't believe you don't see them?

"Ugh..."

Crushed Leni, who ran out of suggestions, squeezed his hand on his knees in tears.

Drinking tea after the meal, one, two, three, did not look toward Leni, looking out of the store, at the main street of the slum where the beast man and man go together.

Only by the way, the ratio of armed beasts is high. I guess the number of vigilantes on patrol has increased.

"Even if you leave it alone, there will be more humans and beasts if this city is livable. Increase the number of people entering and leaving the wilderness and this city. If there's a beast man out there making a field, some of you will be worried and talk to him."

Drinking up tea, one, two, three, who saw Leni and Helen, groaned boringly.

"Halfway through, but we took part of the country and made a new place. It's up to you guys later. It's not just state theft you fight and take away. Make it worth it and be big. I also have money to defend my country. There are people. There's an organization."

Turn the empty wooden cup around.

"The vessel is ready, and then you can make the contents."

Standing up, one, two, three went outside the store, looking back and laughing.

"Good luck with the rest, then"

"Wait a minute! You can tell me a little more!

Helen, who rushed over with enough momentum to hit her body on one, two, three, breaks her ear and looks up.

"Because we don't know anything yet!

"You know, Rabbit."

Helen accidentally turned her face red and shut up to one, two, three, who grabbed her ear and put her face close enough to touch her.

"Don't ask people anything. Look with your own eyes. If you have big ears, listen carefully to the rest of them. If you have a head who's been thinking about how to escape, you can think about how to live."

Hands off, one, two, three waved as he walked relaxed into the street.

"I'm a regular in this city. I also tell the people I bought them as slaves to like them. This is not a city of beasts or a city of humans.“ Your city ”. Think about what to do, not what you want to do."

Do what you want, fight the world ahead, but if you don't enjoy it, it's a loss, and one, two, three disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the city.

"... gone"

"" Our city. "Ah... Hey, Helen."

"What?"

Helen looked at her best friend worried that she might have been affected by something strange again, and saw Leni laughing uncommonly with a big mouth open.

"What's so wrong with you?"

"'Cause you said one, two, three had fun. Laugh like one, two, three, and we'll do whatever we want, and it'll work out sometime, won't it?

I tried to say something, Helen, but seeing Leni laughing at me like she was having fun, it didn't matter.

"Right. Let me do what I want, too. Problems are piles, but if you care, you don't have the chili."

The development of the city of slums through amateur management has only just begun.

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When Origa represented herself again to the King's Capital, Imeraria was still in the midst of (or even less) stray.

If you are known to have discovered sealed magic, not repatriation magic, the worst is whether Origa interferes in any way with Imeraria or Adore, or possibly in the exercise of strength.

(As far as I'm concerned, I'm someone I don't really want to stimulate...)

Still, I haven't decided to use sealed magic.

I don't even know if it works against one, two, three, but it even seems like the worst thing I can do about my actions against one, two, three, who is Ten himself who called to this world to seal it in this world instead of returning it to its original world.

But......

"If that's what keeps the country alive, I'm obliged to choose."

Respond to the voice of the samurai informing Oliga of her arrival by allowing her to enter the room.

The figure of Origa, who comes in quietly listening only to the sound of a slight heel, even gives the impression that she has been educated by the Lady of Aristocracy for a long time.

A thinner blue dress with a design closer to the dress than before, wearing a short cape like a clean cape.

"We're out of time. Your Majesty."

Pinching the hem of the dress and gracefully greeting her, Origa lowered her back to the couch as recommended by Imeralia.

Sitting on your knees together is a grandeur you can afford, even from the royal Immelalia. I hear that some of the unspoken nobles make statements that openly overlook Origa from slavery, but it even seems to me that Origa behaves more like an aristocrat.

"Mr. Oliga, I need to talk to you."

"Yes, I'm talking about the magic of sealing my husband, one, two, three."

Imeraria is pounding her mouth to Origa, who chuckled and dropped her bomb statement.

"Sire, you should practice hiding your expression a little more. My husband and others acted truly until he got himself injured..."

"Hey, can I talk to you for a second, Mr. Origa?"

"Anything?"

Blocked from bragging around the corner, Imeraria, breathing, visited in sweat by Oliga, who listened back in a grumpy mood.

"That, the magic to seal... what?

"Oh, I thought the Chancellor had already told me."

"... how far, do you know?

"We know that sealed magic, ancient magic, has been discovered. So, I wanted to ask you which way your Majesty's heart is turning today."

With prepared tea, lightly dampened throat, Oliga says, looking to Imeraria, who is unable to speak up again.

"My master hopes that His Majesty will use whatever means he can to cut the helm on the creation of a nation that does not rely on one, two, three."

"But isn't that going to be hostile to one, two, three?

"Are you scared?

Origa's emerald eyes stare straight at Imeralia. From behind those eyes, one, two, three feel like they are looking at themselves, and Imeralia is restless.

But as queen, I correct my abode and stare straight back.

"I'm scared, it's decided. But if that's for the good of this country, and if it's feasible, we won't avoid choosing it as a king. I'm not in a position to decide things by emotion."

We stared at each other for a while, but Oliga laughed unbearably.

"Hehe... I heard a good reply. Strong enemies fight for their country and for their people. But I won't be able to. Wonderful."

Kohon, and Oliga, with a deliberate cough, told Imeraria to chew slowly when she turned off her smile and made a serious look.

"One, two, three, that's what you want. to be strong in terms of mind and ploy, not in a combative sense. She's been watching you grow. That's what makes me so jealous."

I guess I'm not kidding. Because people who are thinkers and husbands are watching the growth of women their age.

"So I told you I'd help you."

Oliga was stroking her right arm.

"Your Majesty and I, and the people who move this country, dare to fight one, two, three to prove that they can walk strong, even if they no longer need heroes, brave men, etc… that's what he wants"

"Oh no... Mr. Origa, is that good?

"Naturally."

Without intermittent hair, Origa replied.

"If one, two, three please, I will do anything. And that's what I want."

Oliga, who laughs like a cunt, is adorable every year. The naughty grin doesn't seem to have any guilt whatsoever.

"Together with those you love, you can spend an equal amount of time forever"

"Oh, that's, I mean..."

He said, "I'm going to get you one, two, three, so I want you to seal it for me."

Imeraria felt dizzy.

☺☻☺

In the castle of Swordlante, controversy arose over who of the children of a few kings would succeed him, and in part he became a blade wound sharp with nobility.

Buell, the king, who was a wholly healthy body, had not left anything like a will, nor had he taken extraordinary care of any of his five wives, but had dissipated himself to his beastly counterparts, and was so relieved that it was rare even to speak up to the three princes.

Not every prince was particularly good at martial arts, so it became a faction feud between nature and the aristocracy that served as a back shield, and there are days when even the castle sees blood.

It was still going to take some time for the human system to be put in place, such as when some wealthy people began to move out to the slums for fear of getting into confusion.

"I'm bored."

If this were to happen, I should have put it together and smashed him in the castle, and one, two, three, who heard rumors in the human life area sighed.

Because it is an absolute kingdom, I thought it was a missed expectation that the story would go on more drastically and that the offensive against hostile forces would also go faster.

Most importantly, there may be a reprieve for the slums' defensive posture to be in place, so they may be able to compete in a balanced manner as a force of war.

It is becoming the form I expected, but one, two, three regretted it a little.

"You can't leave it to people. I can't help but stress."

"Oh, my lord"

To one, two, and three, who returned to the slam with a bump, it was the beastly woman who had spoken. He was one of the slaves bought together in one, two, three, and while studying in the dining room, he was present with Leni and the others.

"Is it bad for you to add up or subtract somewhere?

"Oh, it's you. You don't have to call me your husband. You guys are free now."

"Then it's my freedom to call you my husband."

Saying farewell, one, two, three, you just have to like it, I returned it.

"With that said, do you know where the elves are in the woods?

"Yeah, even in my settlement, they told me not to get too close."

To the response of the beast man, one, two, three, slapped his neck.

"Stay away from me? Are Elves and Beasts in Conflict?"

"Conflict or something...... Elves don't come out of the woods, but they don't forgive those who go into the woods instead. It doesn't matter if you're a human or an animal."

While I can't explain it well, but talk with a troubled face, only one long ear is shaking piccolorly.

"Anyway, he doesn't seem to interact with any other species or anything, so I don't know the details. Although it is said that the dwellings of the Demons are further afield in the woods, we occasionally hear stories of some Demons coming out and fighting or killing beasts in the land of man..."

"Phew..."

One, two, three, whining about whether they are belligerent people, are coming up the edge of their mouths unknowingly. When I thought about it, I remembered that the demon tribe that had tricked Zeble into knighting also said something provocative inside.

"It's boring to be in Swordlante like this.... All right. In the meantime, I thought," Let's go. "

"Somewhere, are you going out?

"I'm going to see some elves and demons"

He asked for a horse because he would be away for a while, and let the beast man hold the excessive sum, and one, two, three, left Swordlante in the footsteps as if to go to a neighborhood store.

The leftover beast man felt equally distracted as he looked at the back of one, two, three, which would be distant as to how to explain it to everyone.