Summoned Slaughterer

At the defensive positions in Munster, they had cut off attacks from the Holland without any particular damage, making the enemy invisible.

The soldiers are in the process of taking turns checking and repairing the tools for rest and defence, and Imeraria is lowering backwards with Biron and taking a break in the tent set up for each of them.

In the meantime, Subnak, the site manager, had been busy giving instructions.

Tell me what's going on.

When Sabnak, who was accidentally voiced, turned around, I wondered if anyone was there for just a moment, but when I dropped my gaze, I found Alyssa looking up at herself.

"Oh, Alyssa......"

When I try to call it off, I get mysterious pressure from the Focarol soldiers behind her and change it in advance.

"Backup from Focarol...... thanks"

Inside, I was surprised at my arrival earlier than I imagined, hoping not to snag the battlefield around as much as I could, but I made a smile as I pulled.

"So, one, two, three..."

"They'll be here soon. Mr. Oliga is with you."

Alyssa answers questions with expectations.

I wanted to cry about whether the reality was harsh or not, Sabnak, but I have to put this place together more than I have a title.

"Only once, there was an attack from Holland on this defensive position, but I could bounce it back. I can't predict what's going to happen out there, but the border is completely contained by Horrant."

Having communicated the information received from the monitored soldiers, Sabnak told them that he wanted to identify the situation now anyway.

"That's right... can I borrow the corner of the position?

"Of course I don't mind... What are you going to do when one, two, three comes?

To Sabnak's question, Alyssa shook her head, no.

"In this case, my men were damaged in Holland, so I'm going to rescue them as the person in charge. One, two, three, just watch."

"... Huh? That one, two, three just watching without taking part in the fight?

No way, to the crushing subnak, Alyssa swelled her cheeks and angry.

"It's true! This is my revenge, so I'll do it!

He was a subnak laughing naggingly, but clouded his face with the word "revenge”.

"Revenge...... is it"

That was the first time Sabnak met one, two, three in an allo sale I won't forget. For Origa and Kasha, who were still slaves at that time, one, two and three lent their own weapons until they helped to avenge them.

"Does that mean that you... no, the Focalist army will attack Holland?

"Of course."

"Hey, wait a minute! I'm giving instructions here now, but this position and this operation are under the command of His Majesty the Imeraria! Even though it's a troublesome situation, I'd be in trouble if they invaded here without permission!

"But one, two, three is good."

"Think about it!

With his hands on his shoulders as he rounds his back and begs Alyssa, Subnak looks like he's going to cry.

"Either Her Majesty the Queen or the Count, or you're a great man, and you can decide that kind of important thing on your own without the permission of a great man, right?

"... is that right?

"That's right.... I'm glad Mr. Alyssa isn't as forceful and insane as that couple. In the meantime, let's talk to His Majesty and Count Billon. Let's do that."

About half of them saw Alyssa looking convinced, and Sabnak took a sigh of relief.

If Alyssa goes into an unscrupulous offensive, there's a chance she won't be able to take it at this position when she gets a massive counterattack from Holland.

Sabnak looks up thinking about doing something to calm him down and get him to cooperate only with the push back to the border.

"Hey, you've been a lot better since you were born."

"So that's how Mr. Sabnak appreciates us."

Horses lined up, smiling one, two, three and an oliga staring at Sabnak without expression was there.

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"Please stop. Mr. Midas."

"... Vayer. What's this all about?

Midas, shortly before entering the King's Capital with the Nergals, narrowed his eyes, realizing that it was not the bandits or rebellious aristocrats who stood in front of him, but the Vyer of the Deputy Commander of the Kingsguard Knights.

"While His Majesty and Captain Subnak were away, I was supposed to be in charge."

"That's not what I want to hear. I hear why you need to block before us."

The two of them are familiar with each other differently. Vayer is higher as a rank of nobility, but Midas is a senior, and whatever the difference between the Kingsguard Knights and the Knights in general, he is considered homogeneous as deputy captain.

"Your carriage."

Weyer pointed out that Nergal is on board.

Both the harborer and the soldiers who consolidate the perimeter of the carriage belong to the Holland, suddenly grasping the sheath of the sword in the face of tension.

"The next king of the Holland is here, isn't he?

"What if it is? What you're doing is a serious diplomatic disrespect."

"This is a circular from Her Majesty the Queen. Welcome His Royal Highness Nergal and ask him to wait until things settle down in the capital."

Things have changed, the order Vayer took out did contain an Imeralia signature.

Midas was lost, staring at the order without even being able to return the words.

It is possible that Vayer has become a rebellious aristocrat and a puppet of Horrant, but he basically appreciates that he is a trustworthy person.

It was the Horrant soldiers who broke the silence first.

"Face it like an ally, now you betray me!

"Yes, no..."

Heading to the wolfish Midas, a fiercely high Holland soldier finally laid his hand on the sword.

Nervous runs to the Midas and to the Vayers lined up in the front. If they pull out their swords here, they'll have to be slashed and thrown away without question.

"Wait"

It was Nergal who came off the carriage that stopped the Holland soldiers.

Midas gets off the horse as he comes by where he seems to have lost some weight with hard work.

"Mr. Midas. Is the order he has real?

"... no doubt about it"

Hearing Midas' answer, a sad voice rises from the Holland soldiers, but Nergal calmly turned to Vayer.

"The fact that there are such orders means something has happened in our country, right?

"Master Left. His Highness Nergal."

"Your Highness, please don't. Though I was named a successor, I am still studying and am just a young man by His Majesty Sprungel's distant bloodline"

Vayer, who is sweating on his forehead with a frightened face, carefully folds the order to Nergal.

"Your country, Holland, has authorized an act of aggression against the Orson Grande."

To this, the soldiers of Holland ceased, but so did the Midas.

"What is aggression... could you tell me the situation"

Weyer nods at Nergal, who continues to ask questions with a blue face.

"The thieves who tried to break into Holland from our country were stopped by the army of Count Biron, who ruled around the town of Munster, close to the border, and the army of Count Toono, Focarol territory, who was stationed in Holland, and the break-in into Holland was still prevented"

But when Vayer gently opens his legs and corrects his posture, a chain of clams lowered to his hips makes a noise.

"The soldiers of the Focarol Army who defended your country were killed by your army, and the border area is now occupied by Horlant soldiers"

Someone in the Holland soldier breathes.

Aside from the veracity of its contents, he was told that a soldier belonging to the Orson Grande had now been murdered by Holland's soldiers. At this point, it is the same as returning to the enemy country.

"But that's not Nergal-sama's instruction! You'll see that!

One of the soldiers raised his voice, but Nergal raised his hand and stopped.

"Whether it's my instructions or not, I can't absolve you of any more responsibility than being a representative of the state..."

In Nergal's words, Vayer, who closed his eyes and placed between them, breathes in.

"Anyone who was in a teaching unit from Focarol, supposedly dead, used the same weapon as I did. For a small period of time, but together, they sweat and train."

Weyer, clutching the chain, repeated his deep breath and let go of his hand.

"I know it's eight strikes, but if you mean it, I want to beat your Holland forces down."

Vayer took out another parchment and opened it to Nergal to show it.

"… but as Nergal said earlier, he has not yet been crowned, nor is he the son of the late King Sprungel."

It was an addendum to an earlier order that was extended.

"There is nothing we can do to keep you in the King's Capital, but we have received orders to welcome you politely and to allow you to spend your time without difficulty. The same goes for the escorts. Please, I'd like you to accept a request from the Queen of my country."

"It's not something I can say lightly, but I guess in my heart"

To Vayer, who bowed his head, Nergal replied with a sinking face.

"I will keep my personality in your country. We ask that the soldiers of the escort take every possible consideration."

"I promise you"

"Good. If I may, I would like to send a letter to His Majesty the Imeraria."

Vayer, with his face up, snapped his neck.

"Letter, is it? I don't mind...... but let me see what it is about?

"I don't mind. It's a petition for help."

"Yes, His Majesty the Imeraria will never think of executing Lord Nergal or anything else!

To the panicking Midas, Nergal spilled a crunch and a grin.

"It's not about me. As far as possible, I just want the lives of soldiers and those working in our country's castles to be saved. What scares me is that those who seem to be running wild in their homeland, His Majesty's katana. Don't touch his scales, that's all."

The soldiers of Holland, who were not familiar with one, two or three things, were looking at each other, but Midas and Vayer had a different kind of cold sweat than they had before.

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"So today's agenda is about how they treat..."

"Before you do, tell me who they are. I know it's the Beasts and the Elves. I'd like to know why you're here in Focalol."

A room in the Lords' Palace in Focarol. Duergal questioned Kym, who tried to start a literal meeting in the room the civilians were using for the meeting.

Looking over at the civilian assembled by Kym, Mukale and Brokla nod as they agree, except Palu, who became the caretakers of the Puses who came to Fokalol.

"Well, let's hear it from Palu."

Upon his immediate nomination, Kym sat faceless and quickly finished preparing for his writing. "What, me?

Palu, the youngest, told everyone that while nervous in the gaze of the other four, he spoke somewhat to the Puses.

"Uh, there's an elf woman, Mr. Poose. The beast man is Mr. Vine, the beast man is Mr. Geng, and the tiger beast man's son is Mr. Malfus."

Protected in a town facing the wilderness, they were rushed into a trolley and transported as of yesterday to Focarol, where they are now staying in an inn close to the hall.

Arrangements for the inn were directed by Kym, but it was confirmed that there were some women and no hostility, so Palu, who was temporarily unavailable, became the caretaker.

It was at Kym's discretion to learn that they had come to see one, two, three, that they did not leave it to the other officials.

"Beyond the wilderness, in a country called Swordlante, there was a town where beasts and humans, and elves lived together, and they came from there,"

"I see."

The only person who honestly convinced me to nod was Kym.

"Is that the country beyond the wilderness? I knew the rumors, but they were real."

"I've never seen an elf or anything. That's surprising, too."

"You can't imagine beasts and elves living in the same town"

Kym had been listening for a while to the stories of the mukales, who exchanged opinions orally, but turned his gaze to Palu, especially when he decided that something seemed inconclusive was missing.

"Palu. I heard their purpose was to meet the lord, did you find out more?

"Oh, yes."

The chatter stops perfectly and Palu, again exposed to sight, diligently reads the note at hand.

"Vine, the beast man, said he was a slave bought by the lord. After studying for a while, they immediately told me to be free... just like us"

"Can't we just say we're very free?

Busy and dying, Mukale stumbled upon Duergal, spilling, "It's better than serving, isn't it?" It seemed pretty stressful even with Alyssa to act with the armies in her manhood.

When Kym stares at me and the two of them shut up, Palu continues.

"That Mr. Vine, that..."

"Something hard to say?

He cares for Palu, who blushes, and Brokla receives a note.

"Oh...... Looks like a beast named Mr. Vine came wanting to be with his lord. The others accompany it. Only the son of the Tiger Beast seems to have hope of becoming a disciple of the Lord."

"Oh, that's adorable. You're straight in love."

"Mukale is too sleazy for you. Paru is already sixteen. Don't be shy about this."

"Yes, because..."

I was kind of embarrassed, and Palu held my cheeks with both hands.

Ignoring all those chatter, Kym said pizza.

"Now we would like your full opinion"

Everyone puts their necks up.

"Can't you see there's a very big problem? I came to get close to you with the lord. I mean, your wife has a lover."

Okay, what do we do? and Kym looked at the same face in turn, but no one tried to gaze at it.