Summoned Slaughterer

"Welcome home"

"Oh, it's been a while"

To Kym with his head down, one, two, three responded with a flickering shake of his left hand.

Kym noticed that her left hand was wrapped in thin leather gloves, but pretended not to notice.

Kym also knew that Palu, who visited the one, two or three rooms, had been asked to buy leather gloves only for his left hand, but thought that he had no reason to step in and ask, even though Palu had not been asked why.

"Shall we prepare a meal?

"I'm going to eat it right outside, so don't worry about it. When we get back, let's hear what we've been talking about."

"Please. Welcome."

"That's right. You should come with me. You haven't had lunch yet, have you?

"… I understand"

Many officials dropped him off, and one, two, and three took Kym out of the hall with Blah Blah.

"Do you know any good stores?

"No, we usually use our own room or the dining room in the hall."

"Phew."

It's a brand new road outfit, and they're still concerned about the hardness, and one, two, three are walking and sticking their hands in their noses and moving firmly around their sides.

When you come to the area where the shops are built, a lot of popular attention is drawn to one, two, three.

"Lord! Welcome back!"

"Thanks for everything! Please stop by again!

Many of them were middle-aged shopkeepers calling out from the store. The more unusual as a nobleman, one, two, three go out to the city and buy food mainly, and if there are any rare tools, etc., they buy it on a whim, so all the shopkeepers in Focarol know the face of the lord.

Some of them came out directly in front of one, two, three. These are the students who are coming to Phocarol to learn.

"Count. If you don't mind, let me talk to you..."

A girl who was at the head, still looking mid teens, has shown one, two, three the paperwork she had on her chest.

There's a transcript of the computational problem that one day one, two, three, made the Kyms do. Seeing that, one, two, three nearly blew it out.

"Huh, have you been using this problem?... That was a calculation."

What was described there was a computational problem in seeking volumes such as cylinders and quadrangular cones.

Naturally, for one, two, three, who was on the verge of graduating from high school, he can solve it with a nose twist.

Used as a writing instrument, he received charcoal wrapped in cloth, and one, two, three, wrote a sarcastic calculation method.

"Now you can solve it."

"Oh, thank you!

When the cheek-dyed girl lowered her head, a boy student of the same age came out long ago from behind it.

The look, unlike the girl, is somewhere flashy.

"Count. Question."

"What?

"Hey......"

A female student tries to stop, but the male student ignored and gazed at one, two, three.

"Master Toono is now in the status of Count and holds many martial arts medals, but we have heard that he was originally a civilian"

One, two, and three laughed with Niyaniya when she began to talk about her identity out of the way, and Kym, who was holding back behind that diagonal, glanced at her with no expression.

"So?"

"My house is a traditional Count family that has produced more great men than it used to be. Now by the word of my father, I am learning in focarol...... how the hell are these calculations going to help? Honestly, I don't know what that means."

Hung, and the student who snorted, I'm good at telling you, but the girl student behind me is completely blue.

In addition, I give the girl student to continue.

"She's also a better lady than my house, but she's a fine servant of the Viscount's. You should have more to learn than this kind of crappy calculation!

You thought it was time to attack, and one, two, three, heard all the students' words continuing at a stronger pace than earlier, without saying a word.

After listening, I give it back without breaking my grin.

"If you think it's no use, you can stop"

"What?"

The student, who was desperate to preach the need, opened his eyes and mouth to reveal a frightened face.

Girl students also have a surprise look.

"Nothing. I'm not forcing this one. Make your own decisions about what to do."

"So, are you going to admit that this discipline is futile!?

"Maybe it's no use to you."

One, two, three. He was a student who showed his face, saying that he had won, but again he was flabbergasted by the following words.

"Somehow, instead of figuring out what it means to study, you're not even trying to figure out how to use it. If you just want a score, you can go somewhere else. It's a waste of time and paper to tell a fool."

"Is it an insult to me, the rightful successor to the Count's house!

"I'm only telling the truth."

And one, two, three went on.

"What's wrong with your house, what's wrong with his house? If me and you fought, and your father was the Count, wouldn't my sword stab you? You can try it now."

With his hands on the knife on his hips, the boy student escaped like a shedding.

"... what, I'm bored"

"You may say this is an insult to the lord. You'll find out soon enough, so punish me later."

"I don't want it, I don't want it. I'm still a kid. It would be more fun if my father, the Earl, could cry and bring me a hundred soldiers."

"Yes, sir."

The female student, who was listening to the Lord's interaction, fluttered with a blue face but bowed her head.

"Also, I'm sorry, Count"

"Do you have any doubts about your current studies, too?

"No......"

He looks tired, looks away at where the boy student left off, and then shakes his head.

"We've learned here that we can manage territory operations and army operations in numbers. I'm going to marry some nobleman, but at least I want to be able to see the people's lives there."

One, two, three, nodded at the answer, and encouraged him to put his right hand on his shoulder and, well, work hard to create a “strong territory," he took Kym away.

I guess a strong territory is literally about being financially stable and having a strong soldier, Kym thought, but followed one, two, three without telling any female students dyeing their cheeks and dropping them off.

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In the town of Swordlante, the force map had completely changed.

It was an overwhelming disadvantage in terms of numbers, an ex-slam where the beasts and humans lived, but with the addition of the elves, the number of people grew, and the city was completely built up, leaving little shadow of the slam.

In addition, Leni's idea of "magic to the Beast Nation” finally showed progress about a week after the start of the course that brought together hopeful people.

"... done!

A small stream of water emerged from a cheap cloudy crystal to hold a simple cane and aid in magic manipulation at its tip.

It was only about the amount of one fist, but there was momentum to the extent that the slab against the wall deflected.

"Wow! Even the Beast Man can use magic!

The one holding the wand is the woman of the Beast who lost one ear.

I have been doing accounting work in the city ever since I was bought by one, two, three and slapped into studying, but I listened to the magic course and attended it with interest.

But she succeeded in activating her magic faster than the men who were concentrating on biting their fangs all the time bleeding out of their gums as they raised their blue muscles, with the one heart they wanted to help fight.

The beasts around them began to concentrate more when they met the moment when it was proven that the beast man could use magic, although his surprised and jealous expression varied.

"Oh, my God, have you succeeded yet?"

Xanger, sitting there watching the beasts squeezing their wands, grinned

Puse, who was providing instruction, is also smiling.

"I need cane assistance, but I didn't think I could activate it so quickly. Depending on your magical propriety, you may also be able to use more powerful magic."

Is that what you're hearing or not, there's a girl mixed up with the guys and desperately squeezing her wand.

It was Leni the Sheep Beast Man.

"Ugh... no, it's fire..."

"Why don't you make it water or wind?

"I can't! I want a fire out!

When I reply to Helen's words without even looking me in the eye, I encourage her to concentrate again.

"I don't mind if I'm serious... just because you can study doesn't mean you can use magic"

Helen, who doesn't like these tasks of staying focused, gave up early.

When I look at a woman who is the same beast as myself who can wind in addition to water, I feel like I can do it, but if I don't do it for a few days or anything, it breaks my heart on the boulder.

"Uhn..."

Though I think it's bad for Leni, who is desperate for distorting her pretty face, I also think that if magic can be used and there is nothing she can do without a cane, maybe she should think of more tools and maneuvers like what one, two, three has taught me.

I sighed.

Then Leni turns around and laughs at Helen.

"... I know what you're thinking, but it would be useful if you could use magic, but it's not hard because you can do that, is it? It would be convenient if you could use both, and you have to have people who are good at magic and people who are good at making traps and people who are good at fighting directly."

"Yeah. I know."

"Oh well."

Once again, Helen took a different sigh when she saw Leni's back in focus for magic that she didn't know if she was going to eat up her teeth and leave.

"Oh my god! What about Leni?

In the square where the course was taking place, Geng ran up the dirt and dust.

"We're here. Mr. Geng, what is it?

"A human being has fled after a human being!

"... what do you mean?

Helen drooled her ear and tilted her neck.

"Oh, this isn't easy. I was in such a hurry... I mean, people in the city were attacked by other people, and some of them were making a scene about wanting me to put them in the slam."

Leni and Helen looked at each other.

"Are you doing this on your own? People like to fight."

"Anyway, I'm going to the city entrance."

"Atashi, too, take me, Mr. Leni"

"Huh..."

Leni, stopped by Xanger, looked in trouble.

"Mr. Zanger, it could be a battle..."

"Well, then, you'll find the Atsushi helpful."

Both Puse, who stood to support the risen Zanger, and the elves who had gathered, snorted firmly.

"This is where the Atashi are now. So if you're going to help me protect this city, I want you to do it."

"Mr. Elves..."

Listening to Xanger's words, Geng is pounding and weeping, sipping his nose.

I've been worried about Leni for a while, but I look up and see Zanger.

"Please, Mr. Zanger. Join us and protect this city."

The little hand offered was shaken with a squeaky hand, and Xanger nodded.

"Well, it's a good opportunity to get a good look at the elf magic."

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"Bring me the right one for both of you. Oh, let me use the private room in the back."

When he saw one, two, three that fluttered in, the clerk, who managed to guide him to the private room while remaining calm, flew to the kitchen at full speed.

One, two, three. Two servings equals four. Even if it isn't, I'm not going to serve anything unsavory in case it's a dish that I offer to my lord, the Count. The clerk, who detailed the situation to the kitchen, took a sigh of relief and imagined today's sales and the edge of his mouth rose naturally.

One, two, three with Kym, sit at the table opposite each other.

There is no top or bottom. Face each other like a friend.

"... Something you need to talk to me about?

"You don't have to. Somehow, I just had an idea."

Let's eat first, say, and one, two, three eat soup with a spoon in your right hand with the vegetables that have been carried.

Sweet carrots and hawky potatoes are delicious, and this yellowish potage soup has a saggy tongue.

"This place is pretty good, and we have private rooms, so we can eat slowly. I think it's a good idea for civilians to come and eat with each other."

"I see."

While eating, one, two, three opened their mouths when Kym's thoughts approached it in the direction of what the ingredients and cooking methods were.

"Kym. After a while, when Origa and Alyssa return, we will go to the King's Capital again. In the meantime, please."

"Yes, sir."

I don't ask for purpose.

That's fine, I think one, two, three, and Kym.

"And, as I said before, a great battle is about to begin. No, I want to make sure it does"

Kym nodded silently.

"I'd like to be a little bit more prepared, because we're talking about humans. I don't know where or how to fall. This could be the battlefield while I'm away."

To one, two, three words, Kym does not change his expression.

"Kym, where do you think it works?

"I have no doubt that Master Alyssa's movements inspired Vichy. Perhaps Vichy's inner rim will spark."

"Right."

One, two, three nodded pleasantly.

"I've come to play with the Beasts and the Demons. I expect one or both of you to come and see me."

Then, while eating slowly over the course of an hour or so, Kym told him about the situation during one, two, three absences, and one, two, three talked about policy as he came up with a potpout.

And unlike what the two expected, the first move was Holland.

One week after the meeting between one, two, three and Kym took place, there was a communication that Sprungel, king of Holland, had collapsed.

Without waiting a few more days, some of Orson Grande's nobles assembled and began invading Holland without obtaining the approval of Imeraria.