Summoned Slaughterer

More than one, two, three thought, the world of demons was narrowly closed.

Elf connections are powerful, and it seems unusual to find enough objects for a person to pass through, regardless of the occasional breakdowns they can find.

A demonic man named Fegor, who spoke to one, two or three, explained that those who happen to find such holes leave impulsively, or those who are highly magical among the demons temporarily dilate the holes and send out agents and soldiers but it is difficult to return.

Fegor, who works as the king's aide, continues his explanation as he shows fatigue on his unhealthy looking grey skin-toned face.

"I thought if the conflict between the elves and the humans proceeded, it would loosen the bond somewhat too..."

Fegor set his gaze on one, two, three, walking side by side, chilling, one breathing.

"Because the elves didn't want to get out of the woods any more than we imagined, and humans stopped making contact with the woods. As always, we are held back by a strong bond, and depression is about to explode throughout the Demon Nation."

"So why are you in contact with me?

"It's..."

Fegor scratches his skinny cheeks with his index finger, while peeking at the complexion of one, two, three.

"I want to hear about the power that went through the Elf Forest and got to this point alone and how. And he wanted us to help him."

"Aren't you also hostile to humans?

"It should be..."

Fegor, who exhaled deeply, shook his head.

"Now the hatred for the elves that are sequestering us in this land is more overwhelming. For a long time, human contact may have been weaker, but the fact that the enemy can't even fight with clarity is more frustrating than I thought."

"I know!"

Fegor, surprised by the sudden shout one, two, three, was again surprised by the full grin.

"I knew you'd feel sorry if you didn't fight and put on black and white when you found out you were enemies! No killing, no killing, just being split up and staring at each other is boring!

Then first, it was one, two, three specialties until we got to the town of the Demons.

"I wouldn't say that killing each other is the only criterion of superiority or inferiority, but we should do it to the point if we have a conflict, because it's a ploy using our heads, a trap taking time or whatever. Even if we truce across the wall, it's only natural that that period should be the preparatory stage for the next feud."

To one, two, three, who is riding unexpectedly, Fegor turned to the question.

"Is that what we all think of human beings?

For Fegor remembered anxiety that the Demons would be the beginning of a very unfavourable state in the battle against man, where the elves had broken through.

But that's lightly denied.

"Unfortunately, I guess not many guys think this way. No, that would be pretty little."

From previous experience, one, two, three muttered boringly.

"So it's very good that the Demons are trying to think to that part and move things forward in a planned way. If humans find out about it, more humans will start thinking about their enemies and battles. Well, some areas will be quite prepared."

Fegor was concerned about “some areas” he was told, as he added, but I can't pinch my mouth even though one, two or three are talking excitedly.

"So, what are you demons going to do for now, break through the Elves' boundaries?

"Specifically, I have yet to decide anything, but as far as I'm concerned, where I've taken the land with the elves, I believe I should re-gather my information once to extend my hegemony as a demon tribe and decide on a policy. I listened to you now, and I thought it was stronger."

One, two, three said nothing in particular about this doctrine of prudence.

As for Fegor, I thought he was saying something more radical, but decided that it would have been accepted for now.

"So, human. I would ask you, even as a force of war, to give me as much information as possible on humans and elves. What we crave most is information outside."

Demon Town. The walls, which were visible from afar, were about four metres high and had a complex stack of carefully shredded stones.

Fegor gave me an explanation to one, two, three that I was looking up at with interest.

"The demons will come at us day and night. Some say Demons do not have the power to fight. For that reason, people from previous generations have built this wall desperately."

On top of the walls, guards patrolled, and personnel were stationed at each location to guard against flying demons.

To Fegor, who speaks boastfully somewhere, one, two, three just nodded lightly.

"It's Fegor. He's a guest, so turn the notice around."

Speak to the gatekeeper and thinker, diving (creaking) through a general gate so narrow that it is finally time for two people to pass side by side.

The gatekeeper looked round at one, two, three, but didn't say anything in particular.

"Normally, people don't go in and out much other than in response to demons."

The main gate is separate, except when many soldiers go in and out at once, they only use walking gates and carriage gates.

"You haven't responded, but you can let people in the town?

"... First, I want you to listen to the king more than I do. The king is more intelligent than me and others, and he also thinks deeply about the future of the demonic people. Then I'd like you to judge me."

"Kings, nah"

In the back of one, two, and three brains emerge the faces of the kings of Orson Grande and Swordlante, whom he had killed, and of the king of Holland, against whom he was friendly.

(Well, if the top isn't working but the bottom is somewhat better, there's a way to do it)

After seeing Fegor's face, one, two, three nodded.

"Okay. I'll see you."

"Well, let me show you around."

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Xanger fell on the spot when one, two, three, shrugged his spirit in minutes to get through and restored the bond back to normal.

"Za, Master Zanger!

"No... I'm totally faded, and I wouldn't if I were ashamed"

Zanger, laughing hiccup, told all the elves on the spot as he sat back, saying, at last.

"I don't have much time left, so I'll be brief."

Someone rattled his throat with Gokuri.

"I'm leaving this forest. Some of them will follow."

You should like it, too, Xanger said, and the elves came up with questions on their mouths.

Xanger held back her right hand flickering with a mixed and only noisy voice.

"I'm telling everyone to get together, so I'll explain right there. The junction is fine for a while, because I worked a little hard. Can you help me get up a little bit more than that?

Zanger, standing up with his arms held by both of them, started walking with his cane.

"Come on, come. We have to decide the end of the forest elves. You guys should see it through."

The elves rushed after Zanger, who was just walking out of there, not to think she was a struggling old woman to get up either.

And at first everyone reacted that it was incredible about the end of the elf that Xanger and Puse spoke of during the meeting of the open elves.

To that reaction, Xanger, who took it for granted, shared his own experience of abandoning his grandmother. Then Puse also talked about the old man he met with one, two, three.

Then, a few elves broke the law and saw the death of their relatives and acquaintances, some of them crying out of fear and regret.

"Oh, I knew it..."

"Doh, what shall we do?"

Xanger laughs at the confusion as expected, but Puse is anxious and helpless.

"Well, nothing. We don't have to be together."

Everyone's gaze gathers to Xanger's words.

"Sometimes it's hard to believe that the forest is the cause. If you want to stay, you're not going to force it. I'm a mentor. Whatever they say, I end up just getting scared and running away."

Some gaze at Zanger for making irresponsible remarks.

"But, you know, I don't think that's the only problem."

With a sigh, Xanger turned to those with demonic tribes.

"That mortal will surely bring out the demon tribe. By then, we need to be ready to do what we have to do."

"What? Are you bringing him in?

"You said one, two, three. That man would go for it if he had clear standards in him and the Demons and the Elves decided it was funny if they fought."

"But who gets that? If the demons come out beyond the boundaries, even humans will be attacked..."

When Puse couldn't understand, Xanger gently stroked his head.

"I'm sure you haven't seen any personal gain or loss. He had those eyes, like he was looking at something bigger and farther away."

If I were about eighty years younger, I might have been attracted to you, but Poose had trouble reacting to Zanger whining.

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The people of the city were upset by the person who Fegor had taken them to show them, but as far away as I could see, there was no one to talk to, etc.

Except one.

"Fegor! What the hell is that?

All of a sudden it was a big man who had seen one, two, three too.

A man who was waving a long sword and sweeping away a bunch of demons as he watched the town from the outside.

"Bereto, he is the king's guest. Don't be rude."

Bereto laughed with his nose at Fegor, who calmly returned him.

"Ha! Has the king's aide finally fallen to the point of relying on humans, without even offering much of a crackdown!

He was loud enough to deserve a big body, but Fegor seems to be used to it and doesn't even show any particular whimsy.

"If you don't know that it is not a situation that can be managed by force pushing, as you do, you have nothing to say. If you think being foolish is a virtue, you just have to do it alone."

Without pulling a step, the two heads approached Fegor, who said away against the tall Bereto, one more woman.

"Oh, what's wrong, both of you?"

Is he about the same height as one, two, three? The woman was a beauty with thin grey skin on her elf-like long ears that she soon found to be a demonic. He is wearing high heeled boots in a robe with blue hair close to the water color, the same blue eyes and slits that accentuate his rich chest.

"Wepal."

Fegor's face clearly smelled troublesome, but a woman named Wepal totally ignored it and turned to one, two, three.

"Alas, it's unusual for humans to be in this town... hmm?

Ignoring the conversation between Bereto and Fegor as well, one, two, three, who was watching how the demons were doing in the city, watched the Wepar unmoved.

Wepal slowly approaches in front of one, two, three, and takes a serious look at his face.

"You... what an eye you have. And..."

Wepal, staring straight in the face, quickly lined up next to one, two, three, trying to hug his left arm, escaped.

"Ah, quick! You're human, but you're also physically capable. Interesting wow."

"It doesn't feel hostile... what, you"

In response to one, two, and three watching without alarm with his narrowed eyes, Wepal shook his body dressed like he was holding his arms together and pushing his chest up.

"Those eyes are good!

One, two, three point to Wepal and see Fegor.

Fegor bowed his head small, "I'm sorry" to one, two, three.

"But among the demons, he's a top ranked soldier... I'll tell you later."

"Wepal! You!

Bereto barked sweating at Wepal, who was about to rub against one, two, three if there was a gap.

"Oh, what can I do for you? I'm busy right now, though?

"Busy, you say!? Is it that much fun to rub off every human being!

Are you better than a human being?

Pointed to provoke, Bereto is getting so hot that his face is going to be red tidal and the hot air is going up.

"At least I can kill with one hand about such a chick!

"Really?

Leaning his neck, Wepal glanced at one, two, three.

"Though he smells much stronger and much more dangerous to me."

Bereto turned his angry gaze to one, two, three.

One, two, three, shut up.

"Bereto. As I said earlier, he is the king's guest"

"... chip! Fegor, if this guy comes up with anything, call me right away!

With his crotch, Wepal gave his tongue to Bereto, who walked with his shoulders in tease.

"I hate crude men. More than that, Fegor. You're going to the king with him, aren't you? 'Cause I'll follow you, too."

"... don't do anything unnecessary."

Fegor, who stabbed the nail with only one word, started walking again, speaking to one, two, three.

Behind it, one, two, three and Wepal walk side by side.

"... Bereto is calm in a weird place."

"Right. I'm so sorry."

"Alas, were you going to get your hands on the Demon opponent in the middle of the Demon City?

To Wepal, who deliberately showed surprise, one, two, three turned only to his gaze.

"What does that have to do with anything?

Something cold ran through Wepal's spine, shaking his body with Zokri, but his mouth was smiling.