Summoned Slaughterer

City Alo Sale.

After swallowing to Focarol by one, two, three electric offenses, people are having their own days without major disruption.

The guild of adventurers in this city also operated on the street until then, except that a few were killed by one, two, three.

Lesi, the guild leader of the branch, is also enrolled as is.

At the time Arosale was absorbed from Vichy to Orson Grande, some of the adventurers slapped their pussies saying that they had sold their melancholy to one, two, three of the focarols for preservation. But by the time people began to realize that their lives had started to improve over the Vichy era, the rumors that said so had also completely subsided.

But Lesi had a more serious problem with her head than she had at the time.

"Uhm......"

Stacked on the desk are testimonies and reports from adventurers belonging to the Alliance of Alosale, compiled by Alliance staff.

Much of this was about familiar rubbing, which can be described as a routine tea meal, such as talking about ingredients and embezzlement of prey, but what is stated in the broken down documents is something I have never seen before.

Says there's a demon I've never even seen.

Said I saw an individual whose size was bigger than normal.

Says fewer herds of demons and more strong individuals.

"I don't know what's going on..."

Lesi rubbed her white beard.

Alosale has been one of the most populous cities in one way or another, and since the country has changed, it has shown great development as a relay to Focarol. More adventurers went in and out as escorts.

It was the common perception of the adventurers that demons were not as strong as they were close to places with many people. It's not like anyone knows now if demons avoid them because there are people, or if people have started building cities where demons are weak, but that's actually the situation.

That is the rapidly imbalanced perception of the status quo that Lesi has read from the report. Few of the general public and adventurers have fallen victim to that irregular demon.

I heard a knock where Lesi was lost in his decision as to whether the country or the other guilds should be asked to cooperate.

"Come in."

"Excuse me."

One male employee enters the room for a meeting.

"You can see the use of lords..."

When I uttered the word lord, it wouldn't be my fault that the official looked a little blue, Lesi thought. He is one of those who witnessed the adventurer killings that one, two, three did at Alosale.

"The use of Count Toono, or... I'll have to see you anyway. Let me through."

"Yes, sir."

"And don't let anybody in the room until you say it's a good idea."

Nodding again, the official leaves.

Immediately, two women appeared before Lesi.

A clutterless red-haired girl walks forward, behind which stands a red-haired woman with a little more calm.

On her first assignment and standing like that amulet, Lesi had no idea what to do with them.

The girl laughs nicely.

"I'm Alyssa, the Count's Secretary of Territorial Affairs."

"Nice to meet you. My name is Mukale and I'm a dedicated civilian and military specialist of Master Alyssa"

"This is polite"

Alyssa's greeting was not polite at all, but Lesi turns a smile without daring to touch it. The first priority is not to irritate.

"Please, take a seat on this couch."

"Thanks!"

Alyssa sitting honestly and just Mukale behind Alyssa quietly after a gratuity. The standing position is certainly heavy town and aide, but the way Alyssa is looking around Kyoro Kyoro and the office is smashing everything up.

"With tea, may I?"

"Yeah."

Mukale watched closely as Lesi made tea from his hand.

And Lesi also makes tea knowingly. Getting extra suspicion is not a good idea.

"Go ahead. So, can I talk to you about something?

"Uh... about the demon, though"

Inside, he was an upset lesi, but with years of experience he succeeded in hiding it well.

"Demons, is it? You're the main target of the Adventurer Alliance."

"That demon, nothing unusual?

"Something unusual..."

Reminds me of the paperwork that was facing me earlier as a headache.

But I can't give you time to think about it.

"Haven't you heard of more strong demons?

I had no choice, Reci smiled bitterly, and when he stood up softly he took the paperwork from the desk and spread it out in front of Alyssa.

"There are reports of demons that have been seen for the first time, as well as ferocious and giant demons. I was just having trouble taking care of it."

Alyssa, who had just glanced at the paperwork, handed it straight back to Mukale.

Mukale's red eyes read the paperwork at a flying speed.

"... Dear Alyssa, this seems to be for sure"

"Oh, I knew it?

I look convinced by the Lord, but Lesi can't keep up.

"Do you know anything about it?

"Eh..."

Let me explain something to you.

Mukale, who stopped Alyssa, returned the documents to Lesi.

"A similar situation can be seen not only in Focarol territory, but throughout the Orthon Grande, Vichy and Holland"

To his surprise, Lesi added that all the mucales were not the kingdom of Orthon Grande, but were independently investigated by Focalor.

"I see. That's what you just said, Lord Hero. There is no such thing as wisdom eye."

Actually, it's the result of moving all the details by Kym's instructions, but neither Mukale nor Alyssa mention anything there.

"If necessary, let me deliver a copy of this document"

"You don't have to do that. Because I generally remember the contents. More important than that, I have to tell you something."

"... let's ask"

It was Alyssa who laid down the documents and opened her mouth to Lesi, who had given her residence.

"I suspect someone is reinforcing the demons. Because of the impact it has had so extensively and regardless of the country, it is unlikely that Vichy, Holland or, naturally, the Orthon Grande will belong to the state."

"... you're like a demon king, like in a fairy tale. Is there any possibility of a country beyond the wilderness?

"To investigate them, Uncle Toono is out in the wilderness."

"That story was true!

Unexpectedly, Lesi shouted, rude, and deceived with a cough.

The fact that one, two, three, went out into the wilderness, and was single, had arrived as a rumor story, but many had truncated it as an absurd mere rumor, and Lesi was one of them.

"To be honest, there has been an extreme increase in the number of strong demonic sightings and encounters, so I thought I'd bring a consultation to the lord or country... apparently, those working at the centre of Focarol are looking a long way ahead of us"

Listening to Lesi's words, Alyssa and Mukale looked at each other.

"We have a favor to ask you."

"What is it?"

To Mukale's words, Lesi listened honestly.

"We want adventurers to be alert. That there are more vicious demons, and that the mastermind may exist somewhere."

"... there could be confusion, right?

"As a result, if you can get a good idea of who's behind it, that's fine."

"If you know who it is, one, two, three will kill you."

Oh, and Lesi convinced me strangely.

"... ok. Try to get some information out of people you trust. With regard to the detailed procedures, I would like to leave them to you. Are you sure about that?

"Of course I don't mind"

When Alyssa and the others left the room to thank her for the tea, Lesi deposited her body securely on the back of the couch.

"I don't know what's going on... I don't know if the world's going to move like this while I'm alive"

Lesi put her mouth on the tea she put in for herself, but it was terribly cold.

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The dawn of the village of Elf was greeted in the noisy air.

Many corpses fell in some parts of the village, some of them unbroken tragic bodies of Laboulas, who were male summaries.

Those who heard the disturbance, but were frightened and did not leave the house, when the yang began to rise, it was time to leave the house, and when they saw the tragedy, they rushed to gather with acquaintances to begin unanswered discussions in various places.

Xanger, who was anticipating such a situation, instructed Sikh and Puse to explain the situation to the villagers and give them notice of the rally, and he himself bought one, two, three guides with a cane to get out.

"Huh... Zangar Dear?!

Outside the village, in a different direction from where one, two or three came in, there is a sturdy hut with small but large round-tails. "I'll get in the way," Xanger said as he exchanged explanations, building a magic formation in it.

The elves, who were using their magic powers to build the junction as duty, are quite surprised.

"Hey, why are you here... oh, and, moreover, humans together...?

"Take it easy. This guy, well, if he doesn't do anything, he won't do anything."

Maybe, Zanger added in his heart, taking one, two, three and sitting on a chair in the middle of the cabin.

"It's been a long time since I've breathed outside air. I guess this isn't very good either..."

Those were the elves who wondered about Zanger, who gave him an unintentionally lonely look, but more than that, he was more alert to the first person to see him.

The vigilance also blew away with a word of Xanger.

"Just for a moment, I'll make a hole in the junction."

"Oh, you can't do that!

One elf raised his voice, but Zanger laughed and waved hiccup.

"I'll do it, not you. Even so, you used to be the best wizard in the Elves. Attack magic was a tease, but hey."

When it came to protecting him, he didn't make a fool of himself inside, and Zanger looked at one, two, three with pleasure.

"Mr. Human, how soon will you be back?

"I don't know. But I remember this place."

"Right. … Then, when you come back, please."

Behind the cabin there are countless lines of letters and symbols in some magical form-like circles and squares.

"Come on."

Standing up using a cane, Xanger sits in front of the magic formation, supported by the elves.

"Beyond this cabin, if you walk a minute down the road, you'll hit the junction. Just three minutes from now, I'll open the line just on the road, so come in between."

"Okay."

"Mr. Human, you didn't hear his name."

Zanger asks if you can tell me.

"One, two, three."

"Mr. Hiffmi, that sounds like a strange name. But that's a good name. Hey, how did Mr. One, Two, Three get to the back of these woods and go out of their way to meet the Demons? You know the enemy will be attacked."

Saying, Xanger turned his gaze toward the magic formation.

"... there's not enough fighting in this world. I don't have enough killings to cut my life, put my life on fire for me. Somebody's got to light a fire on his ass."

"So that spark is the Demon Clan."

Xanger is shaking his shoulders and laughing, but the elves around him are confused that he doesn't know what it is but he's saying something terrible.

"Then we must live desperately, too. Even if we abandon the woods, we are proud elves. You can't perish so easily."

One, two, and three turned their backs on Zanger's words as he turned to the magic formation and began to concentrate his magic.

"That's fine. I don't know where to break it. It's life. You don't have to have much fun."

One, two, three left the cabin and started walking.

The Devil's Tribe moves, magic, what will be seen, and the feeling of deviation rush the foot out.

"At first, what kind of guy can I meet?

Remove the knife and handle it to the waist.

"I wish I had a good Demon King candidate."

The solitaire flowed into the wind without anyone listening to it.