Summoned Slaughterer

The aim of Imeraria, on the contrary, remains hidden even by Sabnak.

The order received by Vayer through Sibula also only states that he should simply form an army and send it to cover in a hurry.

It was sudden, and nothing was heard, but if it were to be against Holland's forces, there would be no objection for the Subnaks' upper ranks of the army.

When Alyssa explained that Imeralia had given instructions to send reinforcements on the occasion of the military conference opened by her return, Sabnak and Biron looked at each other, but did not hold their mouth in particular because neither of them seemed bad.

"That's all from me. Thank you for your hard work last night, Mr. Alyssa. I'm sorry for your tiredness, but could you please report me?

Imeraria said so, but it is already evening. Alyssa and the Focarol soldiers, returning after the night raid, had a good night's sleep.

"Yeah. Uh..."

Alyssa drops her gaze on the documents she was putting together at hand and explains what the material her colleagues have been looking at.

The fact that the Giant Soldier was referred to as the "Reinforced Soldier” among the recovered materials and that he thought that there were still a few units left in the capital's military facilities.

That the containment caused by the netting executed as a response to its reinforced soldiers saw a uniform success.

Generally, there is no such thing as a threat except fortifiers, the thickness of the layer of spears and fortifiers, and the Wizard, which is Holland's natural strength. It shall be necessary to respond to these three points.

And that the number of wizards is small at the border and probably concentrated in the capital on such parts as adjusting reinforcements and creating magic drugs.

Everyone was listening in silence to Alyssa as she grabbed hold of her.

"In the meantime, that's all I know"

"What's going on across the border now?

To Sabnak's question, Alyssa prefaces, "As of this morning," he says.

"The building's burned down a lot, but one's intact, and there's soldiers and wizards. Maybe not even thirty."

"Now, there are some hands that hold you back beyond the border."

Imeraria listens to Billon with her lids closed.

"We can't move large numbers that way if we lose our base. You will also need to prepare to base nearby towns, making it difficult to attack this side every step of the way."

"I see. If about thirty people were opponents, it wouldn't be that hard to occupy a narrow area even with the current force."

Subnak agrees with Biron.

"Mr. Alyssa."

"What?"

An open-eyed Imeraria turns her gaze to Alyssa.

"I can't seem to see Master One, Two, Three, which way is he going?

"I don't know, do I?

It returns a very simple answer.

"... So, what about Mr. Origa?

"I think I went to Munster in the morning to say something about the delicious dedication even if it was cold"

"... Really?"

Oliga aside, Imeralia was concerned about what one, two, three were doing in many ways, but she decided to push it to the corner of her head that she couldn't help but care less.

but I realize.

"Mr. Sabnak. However, you were told that Master 123 would observe Mr. Alyssa's battle, right?

"Yeah, yeah, that's what I heard"

"Mr. Alyssa. Have you seen Dear One, Two, Three since you entered the Holland?

Alyssa snapped her neck.

"You haven't seen it, have you? I didn't even see him when he went across the border. I know you've been looking at it somewhere, but I didn't know."

"That means..."

Imeralia held her head.

"One, two, three, you may have headed to the center of the single Holland."

"Eh. Hey, for what..."

Sabnak was surprised, and Biron thought, stroking his jaw, as he also opened his eyes. My beard is growing between busy entering and exiting the territory and the position.

"Looking down..."

Everyone's gaze gathered on the bluffing and crushing Billon.

"You were talking about leaving Uncle Toono to Mr. Alyssa on this one, weren't you? If so, didn't you head for a deeper part of the hostile inspection as the battle against Holland progresses in the future?

"Really, does that seem like it?

Imeraria has suspicious eyes.

"No, no, ha-ha... to be honest, I'm not sure. Isn't it possible that among those present here, Mr. Alyssa is the only one who may have a proper understanding of his nature and thoughts"

The words stabbed a tickle and a needle in Imeraria's mood. Is it because it's like being told you haven't figured out one, two, three things yet?

"I don't think it's strange to come home in a couple of days with the head of the Holland mastermind."

"I don't think so."

Alyssa denied Billon's predictions while writing about going around something behind the report with charcoal.

"One, two, three, I said to myself," I don't think I can help you unless you fail like yesterday morning. "

"So, but if you were Mr. One, Two, Three, wouldn't you go into the Royal Castle of Holland like you used to and try to kill fortified soldiers and wizards?

Alyssa, with her face up, shook her neck flat to the side toward Subnak.

"That can't be right."

Alyssa snapped as she rubbed the gossip on her left sleeve as the bottom of her right hand turned black with charcoal.

"One, two, three wants to do it because“ the war goes on forever ”. I'm not supposed to end it or anything."

A samurai saw her and gave her a wet cloth towel to Alyssa, whose sleeves turned black and her hands didn't get clean instead, but she looked at her face.

Alyssa, who is wiping her hands at ease, is stunned together.

"So where do you think Master One, Two, Three went?

"Mm-hmm... I'm pretty sure he's going to Holland's castle or something. So I guess we're going to do the same with the beasts in the wilderness and all that."

Saying, Alyssa returned the cloth towel to the samurai.

"I'm sure he said," Harder. ""

So we have to try and attack this one, push the paper that said it out into the center of the table.

There is written the placement of the building on the Holland side and the raid details at the point Alyssa has been checking before the retreat.

"We have to do our best and fight Holland."

"Heh, Your Majesty..."

Subnak with the expression that he did not know what to do, comparing Alyssa's face to what was depicted on the paper offered, called on Imeraria with a pitiful voice.

Imeralia, who often had a flashing look on her face, shook her head and slowly rose.

"It would be good. I originally thought I had to try to do something that would just surprise Lady One, Two, Three. I did it the wrong way yesterday...... I'm already getting ready for that. Mr. Alyssa."

"What?"

"I want to help you and your soldiers. Would you like to help me say one, two, three? … I'm sure if you succeed, Alyssa's reputation will soar."

"What do you do?

Imeralia almost smiled badly at Alyssa for eating without getting her hair in between.

"Let us put an end to the war with our hands. Let's go out one, two, three and end the commotion perfectly. I've decided how to do that."

When Imeraria talked about her plans since the reinforcements arrived, Sabnak and Biron disagreed, but Alyssa said, "Big yes!" He raised his voice, and Immelalia pushed it off as it was.

At the end of the military debate, the soldiers watched with wonder as the blue-faced Subnak and Biron emerged from the tent and emerged side by side with Imeralia and Alyssa smiling and talking.

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Paru, who sent the Vines to the Wang capital, was excused when he entrusted the Beasts to the Knights. She also had a job in the territory, so she decided to let me sweeten up that Vayer had taken on the connection to one, two, three.

Though he used a high-performance carriage made by the Pruflas, Focalol's dwarf, it doesn't change that he was quite a forcible army. Focarol soldiers who were following as escorts, too, but Palu also felt tired on both shoulders when he missed the Vines leaving with Vayer.

Tell the escorts to take a full day off on the spot and decide to leave at noon tomorrow.

On an unexpected holiday, we will gladly drop off the soldiers who disappear into town, and Palu will also return from the gate through the streets to the whole city.

She was born and raised in a village a day's walk to Wang Capital, so she has visited Wang Capital many times to carry harvests and buy daily necessities.

The wind and earth disease became endemic and her parents died, and her only son, Palu, came to Wang Capital about the discrete villagers, but she had no pickups and had no particular learning other than to read and write letters. She ate a glass of her stomach with the meagre money at hand before visiting the Wooral store herself and becoming a slave.

I was also a young woman who could read and write, and I think she treated me well as a slave, but I had no idea that I would then be purchased by nobles to become a civilian.

Before I became a slave, the meals that I carefully selected and tasted the store with the intention of eating besides are also better for the meals that come out in the dining room of the Lords' Palace in Focarol.

Walking down a busy shopping street remembering what it was then even makes me feel like a long time ago.

"That's right. I think I'll buy everyone a souvenir."

Accessories for the same woman, Blokla and Mukale. I decided to walk around town, wondering if I could drink to Duergal.

"Mr. Kym..."

I can't think of it, so I decided to look at the store and decide.

And Palu decided to eat a lot and then go home.

Because if Lord's goal goes well, some things won't be eaten anymore.

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The Vines Wilderness group heads to Horlant with about ten knights a day ahead of the main unit as an advance unit for reinforcements with Vayer.

The knights ride their horses, lined with carriages that the Vines ride, and carriages that carry the knights' squire and supplies such as food.

Vine and the others can't maneuver the carriage, so they are done by a working man who can be used for the castle.

"You've come a long way"

Even though the smudges and poose spill, Geng laughs and nods.

"That's right. But you can be proud of your people when you get home. I'm sure only you and the Beast have come this far. If you're an elf, why don't you just do Mr. Poose?

"I'm sure of that."

Marfus opened his mouth to Vine smiling, "But".

"That one, two, three, with people, doesn't anyone come this way from the wilderness?

Everyone in the carriage stops moving.

But Malphas doesn't realize that.

"Vine, hey, maybe you got a guy named Mr. One, Two, Three to help you out of slavery, right? If so, elsewhere..."

"Mr. Malfus."

It was Puse who dared to talk.

Take a glimpse of Vine with a dark face and then stand your index finger against Malfus.

"Well, even if you look at the people in town, a lot of people would have said it was the first time they saw an elf or an animal man, right? I'm sure no one else is going to see Mr. One, Two, Three besides us. Right?"

"Oh well."

Malfas was honestly convinced and Vine had a horrible look.

"Nevertheless, even humans are doing something called territorial strife. So are the people in the wilderness, but the humans and the beasts are much the same."

Apparently, Geng tried to change the subject, sighing with his nose, and watching the knights in the armor he saw behind the carriage.

"Right. But there's that kind of" same place, "so we all have people like Leni who build a town together, and we can work together."

"I see."

Yeah, yeah, and Geng nods, pointing water at Vine.

"Well, if Mr. Vine does well and“ connects ”with Mr. One, Two, Three, then that's the first step in what Mr. Leni wants!

Geng laughs and Vine is turning her face bright red.

"I can't believe I got through... Anyway, if I could be near your husband, I'd say..."

"Right. That's where we start, isn't it? One, two, three, you seem to be on the battlefield right now, so you'll have to wait."

To Poose's story, Vine said she didn't want to do it.

"If one, two, three are fighting, I'll help you too. Because I also practice magic for that. I just can't stand waiting and not being of any help"

"In that case, I'll help you! If you have a chance to repay me, I don't even wish!

Malphas is also intent on joining us in a geng that proclaims itself on track.

Puse looked at how they were and wondered if, after a moment, a friendly relationship could also be formed between the elves and the demons.

I'm sure you can say that's a nice future.

But from the elves of my ancestors who bled and fought, it could be a betrayal. No, if you're going to be at peace after the fight, wouldn't you welcome it?

On a carriage somewhat more shaky than what was riding with Palu to the Wang capital, Puse was going to listen to the Demons in one, two, three as he saw the streets leading beyond the congregation.