Summoned Slaughterer

Whereas the Horlant border had become noisy on Russia, the disturbances in Swordlante had been quelled early.

In the castle, where the king was lost and no one at the helm was left, the struggle for power continued as usual, and the unscrupulous decree of the Morning Reform itself was in turmoil.

The only common part was that after the beasts had almost left, they were making the general public the object of labour and exploitation, and that the nobles in power were renaming and sucking up even the raw resources for force strife.

Naturally, there is no way that the public at large can just follow suit in such circumstances.

Dissatisfaction spreads rapidly and even some of the soldiers come out abandoning their workplace. For soldiers, the average citizen is also about us, so it is intolerable to be barbed with unexplained reason the salary of the result of hard work.

Citizens and Soldiers, Soldiers What, Soldiers and Knights, Citizens and Knights, etc. Small troubles and clashes have become more frequent here and there.

"So, what happened in the end?

Helen, who was ordered to play the voicemail, visited Leni, who was slumped into his desk.

"Mm-hmm..."

Leni turned her face to the side, opening her sleepy eyes only slightly.

"Those who wanted to come this way were asked to come, and the soldiers who attacked them fled with the magic of the elves. End."

"It's over, you..."

"Because that's all I can say. Mr. Geng, the Beasts are moaning that there was no place to play, and we've been very busy accepting new people."

Starting with Leni, everyone hadn't noticed, but at this point some beasts were sneaking up on expanding the ex-slam compartment and starting to secure their place of residence.

Moreover, there has been a demographic reversal in the original residence, the town of Södlante, and in the former slum, the area of residence of other races. Although no one noticed because neither the human nor the Beastman side took their own demographics or anything.

"I'd like us to be wizards, too. It was so cool."

"Ah."

"What? Helen."

"Out. Wind magic."

casually, when Helen, who was messing around with the wand, wanted to send a breeze towards Leni's head, who was on the desk with hairball greetings, he came out.

"Hey, why...?

"I don't know, I don't know."

But something came out, and when Helen put the wind on Leni's face, Leni's hair swayed with a small scream.

"sloppy sloppy! We want to use magic too!

"Whoa! Hey, stop it."

Leni jumped me, where Helen was rolling on the floor, and Xanger came in.

"Oh, no, you're fine."

"Ah, Mr. Zanger!

Leni, just a little neat with Helen's hair wrapped around Kushakusha, smiled at Zanger. My head looks terrible.

"What's up?

"No. I need to talk to you for a second. Not me, though."

Xanger stayed in, and he urged, and the elf poose, and the one-eared beastly woman, and the tiger beastly boy Malphas, came in.

What an inconsistent combination, when Leni and Helen were getting their hair done, the lady of the Raptors began to talk unspeakably.

"Um... I need permission to leave the city..."

"Heh? I don't need permission or anything, but why? It's dangerous out in the wilderness, isn't it?

To Leni with her neck lifted, the woman with one ear raven blushed and dropped her gaze.

Hiccup Zanger laughs.

"He wants to see you, one, two, three. No, no, I thought you were a good guy, but I still can't put you in the corner."

Young, Xanger laughed, the beastly woman shrunk more and more.

Leni and Helen stare at each other.

"Me too, I'll escort you. One, two, three. I want to see you and ask you something, and so does he..."

Puse urged me, and Malphas nodded.

"I'll go, too. I want to see that person. My sister-in-law told me she was unbiased and strong against the Beast Man, so I need you to work out. In the end, magic isn't going to work..."

From the mouth of Malphas, I thought the Beastman had spoken, and one, two, three statues seemed clear, and Helen said small, "Isn't that too beautifying?," he snapped.

"That's right. Something's good. What do you like about Mr. One, Two, Three?

Leni said his relaxing thoughts, and Puse was afraid of one, two, three things, so I honestly didn't know much about the feelings of the Beastman, but I was wondering if it would be good to support him.

Xanger shouted, Leni questioned him, and the beast man answered with a potpout.

By the side of the women's flourishing, Malphas was encouraging himself to leave his sister alone and embark on a journey.

"I hate humans, but I can't beat them like this when..."

Vengeance never goes away.

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"The enemy is coming! As planned, we are only replenishing in Munster and heading this way. More than 500 people in total!

A decree that had once brought Ma Kalme's proposal back to Count Byron drove his horse back to the laid Horland border.

"Thank you, you have to get back to Munster soon. Don't get involved with them."

"No, I'm staying here and I have a mandate to identify the war situation!

"Well, thank you very much."

When Ma Kalme told her men to prepare for battle, she turned to the decree.

"Get off the horse and walk back from here."

"Walk, is it?

"I have a little trick for you."

I'm not proud of it, but as our lord taught me, Ma Kalme laughed at Kerakera and began to help set up the spear thrower with his men.

"That's a speculator that worked in the war against Vichy, too. I've never seen it before."

"It's not working. As a matter of fact, the lord just broke loose."

"But is it okay with just five?

Ma Kalme replied lightly to a decree that could not hide her anxiety.

"It's not okay. Five out of five hundred, I can't."

"Oh, well..."

"This is fishing bait. If I shoot a few shots, I'll throw them away."

Where we are ready, we go into each break under Ma Kalme's decree.

"Well, I guess I'll have lunch."

I sat down on the spot and sipped the bread I had bought in the city of Holland and drank the water from the water bottle.

When the decree looks around, some are picking their meals in the same way, and some are even taking a nap in audacity.

Very, I don't see the nervousness to fight a life-threatening battle now.

"You're very calm, gentlemen."

The decree also sat down, and when he put the reins on the proper stone, he put his mouth on the water bottle he was raising on his hips.

"Lord's teachings. I don't know, the battle is an extension of everyday life. It's natural to eat and sleep and kill each other in it."

You're out of your mind, Ma Kalme laughed, finishing up eating bread covered in butter and lying down in crap.

"But I'm actually surviving with that, so I guess I'll just have to obey. The famous Knight of the Fine Sword."

"I see...... That's how Uncle Toono and the Focarol soldiers were fighting for their country."

"Oh, that's a mistake"

"What?"

Scratching his belly, Ma Kalme, laughing hella, turned her attention to the decree sitting.

"Lord hates fighting for someone." Eh, what was that? "

Ma Kalme looked up at the sky.

There are only a few clouds out there, but the sun is reaching the ground as well as it is hot.

"Yes, yes. I'm talking about putting my life on the line for people, and if he's dead, is he happy?"

"Uh..."

"Is it hard to understand? You don't like this kind of explanation. I mean, if you fought for someone for your life, and you died, would you be happy to protect him?"

To the story of Ma Kalme, the decree conceived with arms.

"But it's our job to fight to protect someone. But I do think someone might die for me..."

"Come on, I don't know the real answer either."

Ma Kalme turned her face to the side.

"I thought that I would be. If you're going to fight, you're going to be much healthier fighting for your purpose."

"So what are you fighting for?

"It's settled. To get praise from Secretary Alyssa."

Ma Kalme put her ear on the ground and closed her eyes.

Here he comes.

When Ma Kalme, who stood up, shouted, the relaxing air strained at once.

"The sound of the hooves approaching. A lot."

The decree drank the hardest spit ever.

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"Can we wait a little longer?

"No, it's nothing."

Neither does Alyssa hold back modestly, nor does one, two or three care in particular, throwing dresses, spare weapons, etc. into dark magic storage and getting ready to embark on a journey.

"But I think Mr. Oliga wants to see Mr. One, Two, Three, right?

"Tell him to wait here. We're just gonna go right out there."

"... ok. I'll wait here, too."

"Right."

One, two, and three, who were picking breakfast in their room with Alyssa, suddenly said, "I'm going to see a man-shaped demon" at the end of the meal, and Alyssa tried to stop it, wondering if Origa would break rather than grieve, but in vain.

Because it was as expected that one, two, three would say that even though it was clear that there was prey, it couldn't be jittery.

"I thought about it overnight, but I knew that was a knight in the castle. I don't know why I've become so."

Alyssa wasn't feeling well yet.

I didn't tell anyone, but I was getting a little scared of the fight.

I spend less time in training and more time with one, two, three if I realize it. I feel a little relieved when I'm with you.

"But he didn't even seem to know me. Maybe he just doesn't remember, but he didn't even make sense of the words."

One, two, three are finishing the preparation of a street, brewing and drinking coffee groceries sneaked back from the city of the Demons.

"I see. Because Alyssa's got enough to flirt with. If you do it sane, you'll enjoy it more... but it's better than war with fools"

also stuffed the salad with cucumber in his mouth, Alyssa wondered.

"Is that it? One, two, three. I thought you'd choose a war with lots of them."

"I hope a lot of people can kill you. I don't care, they're not normal soldiers. If the Beasts and the Demons came together to attack me, I'd still enjoy it."

Enjoying the smell of coffee, one, two, three shook his head unfortunately.

"What's that drink?"

"It's like coffee"

"Hey... ugh"

As soon as I put my mouth on one, two, three cups, to Alyssa, who looked bitter, one, two, three took something out of the dark magic storage as I remembered something.

"I forgot this"

Then he threw the removed sidebar at Alyssa.

"Oh, my sidelines"

A thin pyjama flank that hit a single chest had been beautifully fixed.

It is the work of Pulfras, who endured with frustration the fine demands of one, two, three.

"If you can't use a weapon, you'll have a hard time killing people. From now on, take care of yourself."

"Ah...... yeah!

Alyssa, holding firmly to the sidelines with both hands, decided to work back firmly while one, two or three were away.

"Well, I'll take care of your absence."

"Yeah. Come on in!

After about fifteen minutes, Alyssa realized she had been physically pressed into the role of welcoming Oliga, and was seriously worried about going away for a while.