Summoned Slaughterer

It was on the third day that Midas found Nergal and succeeded in rendezvous with him to return from Focalor.

"Was that the situation?"

"I am ashamed to expose the pitiful truth of the Orthon Grande, but for that reason, the Queen of Immelalia thinks that nothing should happen to Lady Nergal."

"I appreciate the story. It's ideal, but I know it's a hard story."

It's a tougher situation, such as Holland, Nergal smiles.

In a room in Affordable Accommodation, the meeting while drinking water, although not very much like the next king and knight, fitted in a way with the simple character of Nergal and the unknightly wild atmosphere of Midas.

When Midas gave a subtle account of the current situation, Nergal happily accepted an escort by a knight.

"In fact, nobles in your country may not be the only ones after me"

"And my name is?

"Some people in Holland don't make it a good idea for moderates like me to hold real power. In short, there are mainstream and opposition in every country."

With that said, Nergal looked tired.

During the journey, I had to worry about the assassination and also think about the movements after my return. Originally, after studying in Focarol, he planned to learn about Vichy's urban state system, put together his own policies, then return home, have a full meeting with Sprungel, and then delegate the royalty, waiting for stability to be crowned.

"Not at all, things don't go as planned. Although I plan to be able to do the reign itself without any problems, as the will is also in the country and I have something brought along just in case."

Neither that nor this makes any sense if Nergal dies.

Again, Midas felt tight about the seriousness of the mission.

"The law of Holland provides that until the king dies and the next generation is reigned, the head of the army is temporarily dismissed and all are to be handed over to the next king by the prime minister and the civilians. It's a measure to stop the military from going wild."

So dealing with an attack from outside doesn't mean you're going to attack another country on your own, Nergal says to reassure Midas.

But Midas questioned the system.

(In other words, the next king, Lady Nergal, is here, and the prime minister has substantial supreme authority until he is returned to Holland and crowned. I see. I may not be sure to attack another country myself. But if you get attacked by another country and make a name for it in self-defense...?

And now Holland has a teaching unit dispatched from one, two, three territories.

"Dear Nergal,"

"Yes. What is it?"

"... may I speak with you about your disrespect and hypothesis?

"I don't mind. Go ahead."

A guard Holland soldier standing beside Nergal could be seen raising tension on his body, but Midas asked thoughtfully.

"If... Master Nergal is not returned to Holland like this and remains awaiting his return, what will happen to His Excellency the Chancellor's authority?

"With all due respect, what is the intent of that question…"

Nergal raised his right hand and took control of the guard, who happened to speak out.

"I mean, the Chancellor could interfere with my return," he said?

"... or missing..."

In the words of Midas as he squeezed out, Nergal looked up to heaven.

Thin dirt, a ceiling with noticeable blackheads, looks as if it represents your mood as it is.

"Do you mean so you won't find it for the rest of your life? Might be a good way to stay loyal and in power."

The Horrant soldiers were completely blue. He probably didn't think of being targeted by the countryman, even considering the possibility of being attacked by thieves within the Orson Grande.

"Dear Nergal, Let's hurry as far ahead as we can. The Wang Capital will replenish its personnel further and do everything in its power to help you return home. As for beyond that, the…"

"It's an offer that's too much. I have to do what I have to do when I get home. Are you sure you want to shoulder me that much more than that?

Midas shook his neck sideways at Nergal, who laughed at humans from other countries for not being too good.

"Our country, Orson Grande, wants no one to have a fight, starting with Queen Imeraria. … as you know, we have someone in our country who could even threaten us if we start fighting other countries."

"Pfft... haha!

Nergal, who happened to laugh, managed to keep his voice down and apologized.

"No, I didn't know that even Her Majesty the Queen cared about that trend even though she was a regional lord...... once again, I see well why His Majesty Sprungel sent me to study. He's not a very good imitator."

"If there were more than one such person, the people would be at peace."

"Oh, what about that"

Nergal smiles and Midas puts his neck up.

"I will not tolerate opponents who have come out into battle, but you are kind to those who are unwilling to fight from the beginning. In this sense, Holland, who recruits the general public to be soldiers, will be more anxious for the people."

Midas is listening with his eyes round.

"You seem to know him, too, so you know him. You can choose whether you want to fight or not, and if you decide to fight, use any hand to kill them… that's what they're telling the soldiers in Focalol."

Seeing Midas flashing, Nergal also laughed with disgrace.

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Early in the morning, one, two, three took Oliga and Alyssa on horseback and left Focarol. There is no escort. There were no words out there complaining about the need to escort anyone.

"Are you sure you're glad I'm with you?

Alyssa asked softly to the concurrent Origa.

At first, Oliga was allowed to accompany him in the hope of being single to the King's Capital, and at Oliga's election, Alyssa was also to accompany him.

Alyssa was surprised by the sudden nomination and declined because of the formation and command of reinforcements, which she thought was Origa's accompaniment to both trips without water, but that night she received a call from Origa in the name of "discussion between women”, a journey for the three of us in the form of a response to persuasion.

"It's fine. Alyssa is one of those people who traveled with Lady One, Two, Three. These opportunities have been completely diminished lately, and it's just as good."

When it comes to going to battle, Alyssa thought it would be just fine or nothing, but still traveling with one, two, three or Origa somehow makes my mind float and have fun.

"But the couple could have traveled together because of it"

"I have been allowed to be with you since the day you came to this world. Plus, you've dealt with a lot of them since you got back to Focalol."

She is dyeing her cheeks and smiling, but Alyssa knows that the majority of those “lots” mean she dated an archery. I don't know since I got back to my room at night.

I wasn't sure Alyssa had never dated a man before if the way men and women date each other fits with that, but I'm thinking maybe something is wrong.

Although the leading soldiers are gentle and Mukale has burned a lot of care for them, that was somewhat of a pleasant fellowship.

"A man..."

nature, and his gaze turned to the back of one, two, three.

"By the way."

To Origa's voice, Alyssa shook her shoulders frighteningly.

"Hey, what?

"Dear Left Hand of One, Two, Three, I've been wearing gloves for a long time, but I thought you were asking me something"

Alyssa snapped her neck.

"I don't know... Mr. Origa, you didn't ask yourself?

"Even when I asked, they teased me... Well, you haven't even heard of Alyssa."

What Origa showed was a look of relief and anxiety.

Horrified that I'm not the only one not being heard, no matter what happens, I just want to be taught.

Alyssa figured it out somehow.

"Didn't Alyssa care?

"I cared, but you'll let me know when you need me... Yeah, 'cause I think if one, two, three thinks that's good, I think that's good too."

To Alyssa's answer, who laughed brightly, Origa spilled a cushy grin.

"Sometimes I think you might be no match for me. Right. If you're on Dear One, Two, Three's side, you can tell me someday. You don't have to rush."

Exhaling loudly, Origa regained her grip on the reins.

"Alyssa, you have a good smile. I like your smile, too."

During last night's conversation, Alyssa was also telling Origa about her defeat against Barzephone and the death of a soldier. So what Alyssa showed me was a smug smile.

"Also, already. It's embarrassing."

One, two, three spoke to Oliga, who turned red to her ears and waved at Alyssa and smiled.

"Sorry about the fun part, but I'm gonna go first"

"Yeah, you're talking about the thieves ahead."

Turning to one, two, three, Origa grins.

From earlier on, I also caught the magical echo location of Origa with about twenty people waiting at the end of the street.

"Do you understand? You're training well."

"It's the magic you invented. Naturally."

"Well, I'll be there"

Without waiting for a reply, one, two, three just went.

At some point, the Origa drops off a back that takes out about a hundred and thirty centimeters of stick and pushes it aside to the right with a bash.

"Shall we hurry too?"

"Are you going to help?

To Alyssa's question, no way, Origa smiles.

"You want to see it too, don't you? Where Lady One, Two, Three dresses up and kills people."

"Ah... yeah, you do"

"Let's go. I don't want to miss a second."

Seeing Origa chasing after one, two, three backs, Alyssa felt something really falling on her chest.

"... well. Mr. Oliga lives hard for his own liking."

Alyssa is getting kind of happy that she was distracted by all the one, two, three things, but there were some amazing people right around the corner.

"Like, huh?"

I decided to be a little more honest with myself and live straight.

First, go after that back.

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"... is it good for the Demon King to come out here?

"It's okay. I'm gonna push it all on my men... because I've left it to you, believe me"

"In renunciation of duty?

"I'm raising my men, I want you to say."

Each companion distances himself from Wepal, who became king of the demons, and Puse the elf, making intercession in the middle of the wilderness.

We bowled down with Wepal, who said he was going to inspect the situation outside while the Puses were crossing the wilderness for one, two, three territories.

We don't know each other's faces, but the Elves and the Demons know their characteristics well.

"Mr. Poose, these people..."

"You can tell right away by the color of your skin. I'm a demon."

Where Puse revealed his vigilance, Wepal introduced himself, but Puse nonetheless dazzled Wepal with a stronger gaze rather than relieving tension.

"And that's rare. I can't believe there's a dog, a rabbit and a tiger beast with him, even an elf."

What Wepal said about the Dog Beast Man was about Geng. He, too, is accompanied by an escort, to meet one, two, three. He also serves as a training opponent for Tiger Beast Man Malphas on the road.

"The world is moving while you demons are caged."

"It wasn't the elves that locked you in."

"It must have been the Demons who did something to get trapped."

The demon tribe and elves are inherited from generation to generation and rooted in distortion.

Usually adult, Malphas and Geng also had their eyes rounded when they saw Puse with a calm personality making a statement with an enemy outpouring. Puse's feelings are not known to the Beastmen, who have little connection with the Demons and are not in the habit of leaving behind legends from their ancestors, etc.

"Well, fine. Still, the wilderness seems to have changed completely."

"The time has come for beasts, elves and humans to join hands. You should understand, as before, that it is impossible for the Demons to benefit the width."

"Mr. Poose, let's stop this."

The beast man with one ear stops with his hand resting on Puse's shoulder.

"King of the devil tribe, we still have a long journey to make. Wouldn't you like to miss it here?"

Wepal sighed at the lady of the Beast, whose head bowed with only one ear left deep.

"Now it's like we're not villains. Nothing. I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm just here to see what's going on out there."

But Wepal glanced at Puse and called out to the Beastman.

"Can you tell me what you're doing and where you're going, Mr. Rabbit?

"I need to tell you that..."

"Wait," says the Beastman, stopping Pousse, whose voice is absurd.

"I have become fond of human men. So we're going to a human town to see him."

"Oh, you mean love beyond race? It's not nice. What kind of person?"

"The... kind man who treats beasts and humans alike, he doesn't look so strong, he's very strong, he's unattended, but he's refreshed somewhere..."

Wepal and Puse look at each other with the same look on their faces to the beast man who talks in the light. With a frowning, difficult face.

"Yeah... Ra, what's your name?

"It's Vine."

"Vine. Hey, isn't that the guy with the thin, single-edged sword on his back, with the flickering, slightly unusual clothes on?

"Yes! Do you know your husband?

"Your husband?

"Mr. Vine says he was originally bought as a slave by the person"

Puse puts in a supplement as a hard past thing, but the person in question doesn't seem to be a particularly unpleasant past, and he's excited to meet someone who knows one, two, three.

"Sure, I met your husband in a way that would be bought, but he gave me the opportunity to learn, to fellow and to live on my own, knowing nothing"

Wepal and Puse face to face again to Vine, who speaks with excitement. Gengs, the men and Wepal escorts are completely out of mosquito nets.

"I won't say anything bad, so don't do that guy"

"... Huh?

When Wepal uttered a clear stop, Vine blinked her eyes properly.

"That man is a dangerous man who is turning the world around and having fun. Find a better man because you'll be absolutely unhappy if you stay close."

"No, no!

Vine sent her gaze to Puse for a help ship, but Puse dropped her gaze.

"Er... I agree with you that people are dangerous..."

Hard to say, but honestly to the whining words of Puse, Vine dropped her shoulders disappointingly and cried out.

"Ju, the Beasts, at least the Beasts in town, all had such a life thanks to your husband. Yet..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Neither do I. I don't think it's a bad idea. Just a little scared to be nearby..."

"I'm scared, huh? It's not like a walking sword."

In Wepal's words, Vine finally cries.

"And anyway, we're leaving, so forget about the old glory and get back to where you came from."

Puse glances at Wepar, holding Vine's shoulder, walks again in the wilderness apologizing and forgiving.

The grumpy gengs also somehow paid a tribute to Wepal before going after him.

"... eh, is this my fault?

Looking around at the guards holding back behind them, they were men who had been under Wepal from the beginning, full of women and willing members, but all of them simultaneously took their gaze off Wepal.

"Hey......"

I said it with kindness, and even though I let my mouth shut and dissatisfied, Wepal was looking in the opposite direction from where the Puses were headed.

"As it were, well, fine. More than that, I got some interesting information. Humans, beasts and elves, or"

It's going to be some fun walks, and Wepal licked his lips with a smudge.