Summoned Slaughterer

The battle began with an ambush.

"Raid from the rear!

Alyssa, who was in the middle of a long line made by five hundred soldiers, was caring for a sidewalk in a front carriage and was just finishing up.

As soon as she heard her voice, Alyssa stood up without a sound and turned her gaze backwards.

Mr. Mukale, stay here.

"Wow, I get it!

Into the pressing air at once, Mukale, unfamiliar with battle, lowers his body and enters the back of the carriage.

At the same time, Alyssa jumped out of the carriage.

"This way, sir!

A trolley soldier, who was side-by-side with the carriage, calls out to him and flies behind him.

"Hurry up!

"Copy that!"

The Focarol Territorial Trolley, which has undergone improvements, looks and performs exceptionally well from the beginning, including the adoption of a certain large wheel and cushioning material to reduce noise.

Five people per car will be the size of an easy ride, and about one more Alyssa will do nothing.

The trolley runs with a unique sound of buffer made of demonic skin and a shrug rubbing the axle.

The soldiers reacted quickly to their earlier voices, the non-combatants left the line and headed forward, the soldiers pointing backwards and arming themselves.

"Be alert to raids from left and right too! Supported by a third of the backwards!

We arrive at the rear of the line as we give out loud instructions.

"Man-shaped demons?!

One of the soldiers manipulating the trolley shouted.

Alyssa also saw the unusual appearance.

Both hands and feet are unusually longer than normal humans, all nails sharp and thick.

He was three meters tall, and his body, drenched with clothes, was furry, muscular mass increasing and ugly and swollen.

Only the head left a dark human face, and Alyssa looked familiar to that face.

"That's... only in the royal castle..."

It was Alyssa who provoked Barzephon, who was no other, a knight, in the castle and even drew him to the dance hall where one, two, three waited.

I still remembered the look that trembled in anger.

"Bar Zephon... a man-shaped demon was about that guy"

Alyssa looked bitter at the bad luck of not encountering them while they waited and meeting them on retreat.

Looking around the scene, several people were injured and bleeding, rolling over some trolleys and building walls, shooting spears in for Bar Zephon.

"I'll draw your attention, send the injured forward in a trolley!

Screaming, Alyssa jumps out of the trolley like she's been bounced.

"Sir, it's dangerous!

A soldier who was moving a spear projector in the shadow of a trolley tries to stop him, but he slips through his hand and runs.

"Long time no see!

To Alyssa's voice, Barzephon turned his vain, open eyes.

It doesn't look very willful there and doesn't seem to know anything about Alyssa.

Barzephone shakes his arm up to just attack his opponent, who is only less than half his height, approaching.

"I don't see any particular reaction. Then."

A long arm is swung down, and the nail rushes towards his face, barely reciprocating on the sidelines. I used the shock to the point of losing balance, and I used it for the force of movement by turning forward.

Still, I didn't go unharmed, my cheeks slashed and blood overflowing.

"Gu......"

A sad cry comes up from the soldier I was watching, but I don't have time to react.

He approached the foot of Barrzephon as he rolled, waving a sidebar and slashing and tearing his calf apart.

"but ahhhhhh!

Screaming, on its crouched back, two, three and a spear stand.

"Guuuuuu...!

"Good!

I saw something incredible the moment Alyssa tried to put the chase in as she crept through her feet.

I did tear my muscles and the wound should have damaged my ankle tendon, but my blood is already stopping and the wound is blocked off the edge.

"Liar......"

Alyssa's movement only stops for a moment.

Aiming for the moment, Barzephone pulled out a spear that hurt him and slammed him on Alyssa unconstitutionally.

"Ugh!

I was lucky to have a spear without a blade that just pointed a tip at the spear.

The battered shoulder was broken clavicle and his right arm, which he tried to shelter by the side, was also involved and slapped on the forearm.

Alyssa, who managed to switch sides to her left hand but collapsed due to the impact, has suffered so much damage that it is difficult to get up.

"Sir! Everybody, punch in just one spear! I'll help the Secretary!

"Respond!"

Three soldiers jumped in front of Barzephon with their lives at stake, making sure to chase them, and the rear troops speared simultaneously, some of them throwing with their hands.

The three soldiers covered her to keep the spear from hitting Alyssa, cooling her liver to the spear that hits her armor from time to time in the rain of spears that are punched in more and more, but only thinking about protecting Alyssa.

"Ohhhhhhh!

The Barrzephon, who was waving his arms and slamming down his spear, also fled outside the street, keeping some spears alive in his body when he couldn't reach the amount on the boulder.

No one of the soldiers tries to chase it, but rushes to Alyssa all at once.

"Sir! Are you all right!

"Ugh..."

A large grain of sweat, groaning Alyssa still opens her eyes and looks around.

Numerous faces peek into me worried.

The soldiers, who put up their bodies and protected them, also take an attitude to support Alyssa's neck and put her on a stretcher, without plumbing her face, which was soiled on her knees.

The other one, lying on her back at Alyssa's feet, doesn't even move with Pickle.

The soldiers, who noticed Alyssa staring at one of them stunned, closed their eyes firmly.

"Secretary..."

"He hit the spear the demon wielded..."

With a squeezing voice, the soldiers report the situation.

"... no..."

This will be the first casualty from the battle since Focarol's leadership was inaugurated.

Alyssa was disturbed enough to forget the pain of her wounds when she threw her life to defend herself in battle, even though it was not the first time she had died in a training accident or an illness or disaster unrelated to the army.

"Oh, oh..."

"Dear Alyssa!

Almost in a frenzy, Mukale slipped in front of Alyssa, drawing the soldiers together.

I don't mind getting dirty, kneel in front of Alyssa lying down and put a clean cloth on her chopped cheeks.

Mukale, who looked surprised only for a moment at the apparent broken arm and immediately looked at the surrounding conditions, softly embraced Alyssa, taking care not to touch her arm as much as possible.

"First, let's cure your injury. That's the job of the protected."

"Mr. Mukale......"

Alyssa, who had lost her mind as it was, was put on a stretcher by soldiers at Mukale's direction and transported to the carriage.

"To the carriage or trolley where you can afford the body"

As an arrangement in the event of anything happening to Alyssa, the command moves to Mukale.

"Would you like to stop by a nearby town? It's closer to town when you get back."

Mukale meditated his eyes on the question posed by the soldier wrapping up the platoon as he turned his gaze to Alyssa, who was being transported.

"... Let's head to Focalol as planned. It's better to ask your lord to treat you with magic pills."

I see, the look on Mukale's face, which the soldier nodded, was as if it were of the gods.

He's bloody from face to chest when he hugs Alyssa, and he's so worried and angry, he's so hard on his eyes that people could kill him.

"Return to Focalol at full speed. Thirty people, including the secretary and the body, use a trolley to travel at full speed. If we don't take a break, we should be able to get there in a day."

"Roger that!

As the soldiers left to form, Mukale bowed his head to the soldiers who could be wrapped in cloth and put on a stretcher.

The soldiers who were around the stretcher also mourn their death with upright immobility.

"Thank you. Your life-threatening behavior has helped me and everyone I care about. Anyone you protect will be sent to Focarol, so please keep an eye on them."

Again, I could hear someone leaking a whimper in her ear when Mukale spun the word thank you.

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"... so?

The Lordship Hall, returning Alyssa, receives allowances in the treatment room and is kept asleep in her own room in the building.

And now, in front of one, two, three men in the office, lined up with several soldiers of the rank of platoon captain, Mukale, bending his hips ninety degrees and bowing his head.

Answering one, two, three questions was Mukale.

"It's up to me to bring Secretary Alyssa back in a hurry after repelling a man-shaped demon. It is highly appreciated that it is an incompetent and unsolicited request with no effect after loss. Please, could the lord heal Secretary Alyssa's wounds with his magic medicine?"

Please, the soldiers also aligned their voices following Mukale's words.

"You know."

Phew, and one, two, three sighed.

"I don't care if it's wear and tear or someone else's battle result. Alyssa doesn't mind giving her medicine if she wants to."

"Thank you"

"But before I do, I want to hear one thing."

The mukales with their heads up noticed that one, two, three were laughing.

One, two, three are left hands covered in gloves, pointing to the soldier.

"Were you strong with that person-shaped demon?

Mukale hasn't seen the fight, so one of the soldiers answers.

"It was strong. The fact that the spear-beaten secretary suffered so much illness, even if it was a blow, also prevented that clever secretary from recieving the attack before it. Also, whether the spear stabs or slashes, we make sure the wound heals while we see it"

One, two, three look at the soldier speaking with a serious eye, smiling and jiggling.

"Will the wound heal? What happened to the cuts? There will also be various ways to heal whether the meat will flourish and block, or from the edge of the wound. Besides, how fast did it heal?

To one, two, three, who asks in excitement, the soldier explains it in as much detail as possible.

One, two, three had heard it in an unusually good mood.

"Lord. Please give us a chance to fight again, revenge!

"No"

One, two, three say no to the plea of a soldier in a hot mood.

"It's the kind of person Alyssa can do unilaterally right now, isn't it? That's more interesting than Holland's Gotagota. The demons won't be able to get this far yet either. I'll take that. Number one, can we deal with you guys?

"Ugh... Nice to meet you"

The soldier, who, to be honest, was not sure he could be definitively put to rest, withdrew greatly. Fists clenched with remorse are so powerful that blood seeps in.

"Don't moan like that. It's probably a demon unleashed by the new Demon King born to the Demon Clan. Other Demon King's men will come, so you can avenge them with your bellies."

"Demon King..."

Mukale, who doesn't believe him, looked bitter, but he kept his mouth shut because he knew what one, two, three was after. It was just a feeling that I would say it out here.

"Yeah, I've been peeking a little bit at the demon tribe when I was in the wilderness, but a new demon king was being born. Sooner or later, the battle against the demons begins, so be full there and avenge Alyssa and the dead one. Until then, work out so you can fight."

"Ha! Be sure to give us a chance to slaughter our enemies, too, then!

All together he bowed his head, and the soldiers left, but only Mukale remained in the room.

"... it's a lie, isn't it?

"Is it true that a new demon king has been born? I don't know anything about demons."

"Stupid... Isn't it a big problem that the Demons could go on offense, so easily..."

"That's okay, I'm just thinking about this."

Standing up, one, two, three, put the knife on his hips.

"Kill because the enemy is coming. If you lose, you die. I've made some adjustments, so if you're willing to die, you won't lose."

Laughing karakara, he says he's going to look at Alyssa, and one, two, three are leaving, too.

Mukhale, who was left alone, had his neck clenched.

"You're gonna catch something..."

It was a mukale I was uncomfortable with, but I wasn't free enough to think here.

A large number of people are returning, and we have the first casualties. As a civilian in charge of military affairs, I can only see a future that will be busy killing me.

"Let's get everybody to help"

I was worried about Alyssa, but while I felt sorry for her, I decided to leave her to one, two, three, and Mukale went to the other civilians early enough.

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When one, two, three entered the room, Alyssa, lying in bed, turned her gaze with a bandage wrapped around her face.

I can't move my shoulders because they are fixed, so I only manage to move my eyes.

"Ah, one, two, three...... It's embarrassing, dressed like this."

To Alyssa, who laughs powerlessly, one, two, three brought the right chair and sat beside the bed, telling her not to worry.

"I also saw something more worn out. I guess now."

"Already... it was so different then..."

With his safe left hand, one, two, three spoke to Alyssa, who pulled the blanket up to her face at her usual rate.

"I hear you had sex with a man-shaped demon. How'd it go?

"Demons...... I wonder? I think that's probably the knight who escaped the royal castle dance hall."

"What do you mean?

Listening to Alyssa's explanation, one, two, three thought.

"Well, I don't care. If you're human, you have faith in the demon king's men. If you want to touch the eyes of the Wang Du La Cavalier, just crush your face and burn it.... Whoa, let's get this over with."

"Geez."

Suddenly, he was stripped of the blanket he was wearing and exposed to Alyssa's bandaged appearance.

The small, thin, supple and forged body was now smeared with medicine and disinfectant replacement alcohol, just wearing a slice of thin trousers on her lower body.

"Hey, hey..."

"Stay still. It's not the first time."

One, two, three, who took the magic medicine out of the dark magic storage, checked Alyssa's body slightly as she took the lid.

"Wounds are shoulders and arms, and then cheeks. Anything else?

"... yeah, I'm fine"

One, two, and three removed the bandages and fixtures that covered Alyssa's right arm and shoulder to chest, and applied magic pills to a rugged upper body with few ups and downs, unconstitutionally.

It was Alyssa who stifled her body for a moment in the cold, but as the wound healed and the pain subsided, she gradually lost strength.

"Hey, one, two, three..."

"What?

"One soldier is dead to protect me..."

"Oh, yeah"

One, two, three, who used about 70% and confirmed that his body wound had healed, put his hands on the bandage on his face.

"I followed Mr. One, Twenty-Three, and I don't know why he became a secretary, but you can't do this..."

"No, nothing."

Gently flush the leftover magic medicine down Alyssa's cheek.

"It's up to you to decide what's good for you. Commander, there are plenty of guys who would be better off if they had more enemy damage than allies wear out."

One, two, three, his right hand stroked Alyssa's cheek and placed it pounding over her head to make sure that the wound on her face was also completely healed.

"I'm in trouble without you. You can do whatever you want, keep those hot, bitter people in place."

"Ugh..."

Weeping tears, on his right hand, which was put on his head, Alyssa put both her hands on.

When the pluck comes through, the sadness creeps up on my chest extra.

"One, two, three..."

Tears overflow, and she sneezes her face, and Alyssa pushes her face against the belly of one, two, three. I turned my hand firmly on my back with my arm that had just healed and hugged it full of strength.

"Uhhhhhh......!

The creeping cry was echoing in the room until Alyssa was tired of crying and sleeping.