Summoned Slaughterer

In the end, the majority of the elves abandoned the woods and left, making it impossible for the rest of them to maintain their bonds.

All in all, the highly enchanted had decided to leave the settlement at an early stage, following Xanger.

The rest of us were also in a situation where we were mutually monitoring each other so that we could see how things were going while we watched the increasingly impoverished junction.

Those who wavered their argument that it was justice to maintain the bond, and agreed with the enthusiasm, could not say that they were the only ones "still leaving," but were sloppily spending their days measuring their timing inside trying to follow when someone said it.

Even if the kingdom disappeared, in fact, hopeful observations began to twitch without any basis that the Demons would never come out of their place of residence, or that they would choose to remain in that place as a restful place, just like their elves.

But such dream stories don't last long.

"Hey, that..."

The point pointed out by the man who was collecting in the woods was in the direction where there was a demonic settlement.

The road cut open leads to darkness, sandwiched by woodland trees.

"Is that... the Demon Clan!?

I could see someone walking from the end of the road.

The walk was slow, and the two waiting elves took the stand to unleash magic.

"... that?

It didn't take the elves long to realize that it seemed like an extra move at first because they were actually in a state where they could drag their feet and only walk slowly.

It must have come to be a demon tribe man with grey skin, but his appearance was an unbroken word.

His left eye is crushed, blood sends through his cheeks like tears, and his dragging right leg is badly wounded. Blood on his flank as well, seeping a great deal of sweat on his forehead, he is desperately advancing his legs.

A demonic tribe of full creation finally realized what the elves looked like.

I reached out my right hand to grab something.

"Ha, help me..."

It was not only the right eye that was opened, but also the crushed left eye at the same time without the shadow to see, that the elves saw it not merely as a demonic tribe, but only as an obscure monster.

I could hear the words, but I can't afford to think about what they mean.

"A human being..."

"He seems weak! We're gonna fold up all at once!

The grunt of the demonic tribe was cancelled by the voice of an excited elf.

The two elves unleashed the magic of the wind and dirt, respectively.

There can't be room for the demons to avoid it at last to walk, and the blade of the wind rips its body apart and the stone debris hits its entire body.

The demon tribe, which became like a cloak, rolled backwards to blow away and stopped moving as it was.

"Yay..."

"But how could it have been so scratchy?

"I need to tell everyone more than that! I guess the junction has finally disappeared! The Demons seem weaker than I thought, too, so if we all hit it, we might be able to figure it out!

One of them has his neck clenched, but the other seems excited by the defeat of his hatred. I ran out for the settlement.

"Oh, hey!

One of the people left tried to speak up, but his people were already far away.

"... what is such a convenient situation for the Demons to be weak?

And what caused the Demons to suffer so much injury? I twisted my head hard and thought, but to deduce that, one corpse in front of me was not enough.

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It was a midnight visitor who created the beginning of the demonic towns being disturbed by chaos.

One, two, three, lodged in one of the demonic towns, one of the buildings close to downtown. There are few people in and out, and there is only one inn.

It is an inn that is used by people of high rank among the demons, such as those who have a hall in the suburbs, if they are late for work, etc., and it is one of the facilities of a country that is not private.

One, two, and three, whose bellies were also filled, lay on the bed just by wiping their bodies.

"... that was surprisingly quick"

Everyone went to sleep in the middle of the night. One, two, three, who opened his eyes, shrugged in his mouth.

One, two, three had felt the killing intention to tingle and prick his skin looming upon him.

Exhale softly as you draw the knife beside you.

"I thought I'd use that woman, but you're unexpected."

I laugh bitterly and wake up my torso.

Signs are for two across the door.

But there's no sign of stepping in.

One, two, three, staring at the door, put a knife on his hips as he sat on the bed.

I guess the enemy is watching what's going on indoors, silence flows across the door for a while.

"Out of the way!

I heard a voice like I'd heard before, and the door bounced.

One, two, three rolled over and avoided falling out of bed as the door, which had become two, flew towards itself.

"One, two, three, okay!?

"Wepal."

It was Wepal who only disturbed his sweaty, watery hair slightly, coming out of an open, rather than missing door.

"Is your magic working fast? If it's the other guys' magic, you can see it mostly occurs, but Wepal's magic didn't notice until the door actually blew up."

"That's my trait, but not if I'm telling you so carelessly."

Wepal, who took one, two, and three arms with a smile on his face, went straight out into the hallway.

The passage is flooded, and the two demons slammed against the wall by the current are losing their minds.

"You're not going to kill me"

"... give me a break. It's still a pretty dangerous bridge."

Wepal, running down the dark corridor, looked bitter.

"I'll explain later, just follow me"

On the outskirts of town, I hear Wepal's men are waiting.

"It seems the King intends to create an opportunity for the Demons to travel by treating you as a human sent spider."

"Well, I think that's a good idea. It's not that there's no hostility to humans, it just faded, I guess? That would be enough for a water call."

"You... you have no sense that your life is being targeted?

"Not yet."

One, two, and three, running with a twist, stroked the carp with their fingers.

"We don't have a battle yet that's going to sting. The guy who's going to hit his life for his life hasn't come yet. They're after lives to that extent. What a joke."

Instead, to one, two, three, which leaks dissatisfaction, Wepal said nothing more.

The idea that you didn't have to help is too much, but that's not how it works.

"By killing you, the Demons will certainly join forces and embark on a battle with humans, won't they? But that can't be the battle we demons need to live. It's foolish to risk the lives of so many of our compatriots until you purposefully dig up your vanishing hatred."

It was one of the entrances to and exits from town that arrived.

In front of the gate, there were about fifteen female demons waiting.

Captain, this way.

It was Bennier who raised his hand and guided Wepal.

"Bennier, what's the situation?

"No problem. It's on schedule."

"Scheduled?"

Wepal tilted his neck.

This move was promptly made by Wepal's voice, and it was abrupt and unrelated to the words "plans, plans, etc."

"Yeah, it's on schedule. The captain moves to shelter humans, as the king and Fegor expected."

"Bennier!?

Wepal, who tried to question him, was accidentally struck by a fist protruding from the side, rolling down the ground as he raised dirt and dust.

"Damn, I didn't expect you to put your shoulder in a human. I don't like Fegor, but I don't want to admit these nostrils."

Says Bereto, who looks down at Wepal as he wields his clenched fist.

Wepal didn't lose his mind, but he couldn't even get up with a concussion.

"Beretto, why are you here..."

"Don't you know yet"

It was Bennier who returned the answer.

"Captain, you were chosen for the role of victim of human murder. It would be an honor for the Demons to become one."

Even they will fight for your vengeance because they are constantly thinking of a non-combatant people, Bennier said with a true face.

"Well, we're the ones who kill Wepals and humans."

Beretto, who pulled out the great sword, turned to one, two, three.

I was listening to them. One, two, three, is a full laugh.

"... what are you laughing at"

This is the occasion to beg for your life, I said to Bennier, one, two, three, say silly.

"It's a situation I don't even wish for. Because the Demons seem to be strong, I was just about to adjust somewhere."

"Adjustment?

"Shall I change my mind? It's a mistake."

Without pulling out the knife, Bereto instantly got blood on his head, to one, two, three, who said herahela away.

"Are you trying to get me off the hook?

"Oh, you got a good idea. Let me compliment you."

One, two, three, play the silver coin out of your nostalgia with your fingers.

A parabolic coin hit Bereto's forged chest plate.

"Kill!"

"Whoa, try to kill me!

The sword, which swung luxuriously to break his hips, swung empty without hitting one, two, or three.

A kick, one, two, three, jumped up, captures Beretto's face, but Beretto, a little shaken by the hon., has stepped on and slapped his sword.

"Ahhh!

"You're a tough guy."

Tonnes and flew back one, two, three, still don't pull out the knife.

"I've seen your battle. You're strong."

"Naturally! I'm here to make this demon tribe a winner! You don't have to be appreciated for every human being!

With his legs drawn, Bereto has thrown the Great Sword thoughtfully.

One, two, three fly wide to the side to avoid the great sword that flies in as it rotates.

Bereto's fist jumped there, capturing one, two, three cheeks.

One, two, three bodies fly just like Wepal.

But one, two, three rose flat as he spun round the ground.

"Pei."

Spitting a mixed spit of blood, one, two, three twisted his neck gushing.

"... what did you do?

"I just took your fist with my face and let it fly honestly."

I heard one, two, three talk to Gucci about mechanics and body structure because the body is stiff, and both Bereto and Bennier were flat.

"Well, the lecture will be fine in this area. I won't be using it anymore anyway."

I pulled the knife out.

"Let's go!

The moment one, two, three raised their voices, Bereto set himself up.

But it wasn't an attack with a knife that one, two, three, unleashed, but a throw by the rubble (crushed) put out of his nostalgia.

"Ahhh!?

The demonic woman who was surrounding her, one of them screamed.

"Hey, what did you do..."

"I just bumped a small chunk of metal. I was trying to use magic."

To the word, the demonic women, including Bennier, lag behind.

"Don't worry about me in front of you. You can afford it."

Bereto clenched his fist so much that blood seeped in, he turned to a cramped smile.

"You can't afford it, so desperately attack me"

No longer returning words against provocation, Bereto rolls out his fists one after the other.

One, two, three fell back and recieved to draw a circle, with a knife on his face and detached.

"Can you come about this speed!

Bereto's fist, which increased the maneuver even further, began to blur the shoulders and flanks of one, two, three.

The blade of the knife should be on it, but Bereto's muscles have a thin scratch.

"He's a really sturdy guy"

"You can't pierce my muscles with such a thin sword!

The human in front of him avoids it well, but convinced that he could push it off without a moment, Bereto stepped forcefully on his right foot to increase his speed even further.

One, two, and three, with their left hands on them to hook behind that knee, drew their knees together with a "cheeky," mind-blowing hanging.

"Whoa!?

Gacun, and Bereto's left fist, out of balance, cuts the sky.

Moment after moment, the cutting tip of the knife was penetrated from the empty side and penetrated to the side of his neck.

"If you can't muscle, it's natural to aim for where it's not... hey, are you dead"

Zuluri and the broken body of Bereto sank into a sea of blood that they themselves erupted with their eyes open to surprise.

"Oh no..."

"Mr. Bereto..."

It seems Bereto's strength was all that trustworthy, and the demonic women can't hide their surprises.

"... cum!

Among other things, only Bennier began to move calmly.

She breathed in thoughtlessly, knowing that she couldn't win even if she did it directly.

I noticed something and Wepal screamed.

"Block your ears!

Shortly afterwards, Bennier, who opened her mouth to such an extent that it was incompatible with her small face, raised a scream accompanied by vibrations that she could neither speak nor sound waves.

And all that are around them hold their ears, and extinguish them, and suppress their ears. And some of them are bleeding out of their ears, and pass out.

"This is tight..."

Release the knife, one, two, three that was sticking his index finger in his ear leaks.

Although I avoided direct hits, my vision is distorted by vibrations that stir my brain.

"Die!

The voice was not well heard by one, two, three, but I could see Bennier rushing over, aiming at one, two, three throats with sharp claws.

One, two, three, irritated by the shaking of his sight, closed his eyes and stepped forward himself.

"What?"

Bennier couldn't cope with the unexpected reduction in distance, cutting her forehead with one, two, three head thrusts that were shaken down as they were, and her knees trembled.

One, two, three forward kicks impetuously thrust Bennier's belly, who managed not to fall.

Ahead, the great sword thrown by Bereto stands on the ground.

"What?"

Bennier, whose blunt blade devoured her hips bones and her body folded into pieces, erupted blood and groans simultaneously from her mouth, and died.

"Ahhh... sounding is a pain in the ass. There's no way to prevent it."

One, two, three, who shook his head, picked up the knife.

"Well, we have to get rid of the rest."

While I knew it wasn't there, I confirmed the blade spill of the knife, and listened to the words that one, two, and three muttered, and all the women around me couldn't move with their legs hanging as they were all spooked with cold sweat.