Summoned Slaughterer

The soldiers of Holland, who escaped without a scratch after touching the threat of one, two or three, headed towards the capital to escape from the border where the chaos continued before nightfall.

He asked another soldier not to be evacuated “to report to the capital” for the first time, but he didn't take orders, so technically, he would be evacuated.

But the fleeing people don't seem that way.

When I multiplied by the confusion and procured one carriage for the same reason as earlier, the momentum jumped out into the street.

Looking that far, one, two, and three catch a military horse once released from the stables during the fire and follow the carriage at a distance that is not visible.

I'm not wearing a horse, but I'm cleverly balanced with a half an inch of fitness with the back of my right foot on my left knee.

"It's late."

The speed is really different with a carriage and a single ride.

One, two, three, which has become a hassle regulating what is likely to catch up with him, has outrun the carriage soldiers while they camp.

It was a familiar route, so I expect them to head towards the capital and decide to get ahead.

"If we're gonna talk about this, we're gonna need the guy up there."

It was a horse I chose by instinct, but it seemed to be a hit. The Deer Haired Sun Horse showed great leg strength and three days later he reached a place where he could see the capital.

One, two, three stops at a neighboring village decide to give the farmer who was there the money and keep the horse.

I rented the cabin used by the farmer as it was and lay down, waiting for the night.

Adoramelc, the capital of Holland.

Though it is now a country without a legitimate Lord, the confusion caused by the control of the castle forces by Prime Minister Kuzem does not seem to have affected the people or the soldiers at the lower end, and the town was relatively calm.

Of course, the conflict with the Orthon Grande is causing anxiety to the people, and there is also the case of the successor Nergal, whom Kuzem dared to announce was "believed to be imprisoned by the Orthon Grande”, where soldiers are now seen more often in the town for control and security, and the entrance to the capital is tightened up by security.

But harshness was their feeling, and if you try it one, two, three, it was a "thin" word.

There are about ten people standing blurry in front of closed gates with spears, and you are alarmed by being away from the border, to the extent that you can see a few walking outposts unwilling to hang around.

No one noticed the figure of one, two, three, approaching by the darkness at night, and no one could blame him until he climbed the wall and broke in when he was suffocated.

Following the Horrant soldiers on the border, one, two, three, once again angry that even the capital is only a surveillance system to this extent, still quietly go for the castle by killing footsteps.

"When you came here before, did you go around killing soldiers? That was fun. Not to mention the way you did it with the prince. You fought hard. But it's boring when they're all doing the same thing."

A bump in his mouth, the figure of one, two, three mingled in the shadow of the building and disappeared so that he could keep it towards the castle.

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Vayer and his advance party with the Vines arrived at the defensive position that Imeraria was waiting for, just when one, two or three were keeping their horses in the village that made the capital its present day.

The sun begins to lean, and a thinner cloud stretches out into the sky, causing light rain.

"Knight Vayer, we have just arrived"

To the tent where Imeraria is, a samurai gently handed her a cloth when she saw Vayer wet in the rain visiting her report of arrival.

"Mr. Vayer, I'm sorry you're rushing here."

"It is only for His Majesty's sake. I would like to receive compliments and rewards after the battle."

Imeraria understands that Vayer showed so exaggerated and frightened that he was putting himself on the battlefield to relieve his nervousness. Kusley laughs and prompts him to the sofa at the reception.

I recall one day Sabnak saying that where I was still in the Second Knights, it was the type of person who was seriously dressed up, since I married him for training in Focarol.

Seeing as it is, Vayer remains standing without taking a seat.

"What have you done?

"As a matter of fact, there were those who accompanied me..."

"Are you accompanying me?

"Yeah, I know Uncle Toono, so we were talking about wanting to go see him, so I'm taking him on from Mr. Palu, a civilian in Focarol. The companions were special, I would like to introduce you to Your Majesty once and for all."

Imeraria thought, but Vayer can't even bring the crook.

"Where are they?

"I'm talking to Captain Sabnak now."

If Sabnak decides there is no problem, he will be fine, and Imeralia sent the samurai to contact him so that he could enter the room with Sabnak.

"How is the situation in Wangdu?

"I'm not experiencing any particular problems that I said this. With regard to security, I have also asked Mr Midas, so I was wondering if it would be a problem. Vichy doesn't seem to be making any particular moves."

I dared to take Vichy “side” because it also includes focarols there.

"Your Majesty. Was there any movement from this reinforcement of war, from Holland?

Imeraria cheers loosely at Vayer, who speaks anxiously.

"It is from us that we move. For more information, I'll explain it at the next military conference."

"It's Subnak. Uh, customers? brought you."

From outside the tent, Sabnak's voice was heard, but Imeralia frowned at the poor incisors.

"Come in. Come in."

"Excuse me."

The first person to enter the room was Subnak.

And when I saw the four that followed, Imeraria was out of line.

"Your Majesty, these are the people who came all the way from the wilderness to meet Uncle Toono."

"This is Puse the Elf."

"It's Vine."

"Geng, it's easy to say"

"Marfas, it is!

"... Your Majesty?

"... Ha!

Imeraria, who saw the beasts and left her mouth open, awakens to the call of Subnak and wipes the edge of her mouth elegantly with a handkerchief.

"I am Immelaria, queen of the kingdom of Orson Grande. I hear it was a long journey from the wilderness. I've never seen you before with an elf or an animal man...... do you understand the words?

Look at each other in the face, and Puse takes a step forward.

"Queen. We use the same word. I was wondering if the conversation was okay."

"I see. So, you've come to see one, two, three..."

Asking a number of questions, Imeraria arranged for the Puses to be able to use the tent for each man and woman, taking care that they could wait one, two, three at the position.

Grateful for the generous treatment, Imeralia deposited her back on the couch while keeping her eyebrows in check as the Puses were taken out by the guided samurai.

"... What was Dear One, Two, Three doing in the wilderness? I can't believe the Beast women are coming after us this far."

Drink a cold cup of tea with a deep sigh.

"Anyway, it helped me not to have Mr. Origa. Mr. Sabnak, please don't let them come into contact with Mr. Origa until Lady 123 returns."

"Isn't that too much to think about? I'm the same person who leans on the same thoughts, so get along..."

"Mr. Sabnak, it's sweet"

Someday a sharp gaze stabs Sabnak.

"Earlier, Mr. Beast... Mr. Vine said something special, even if he was just on his side, do you think Mr. Origa would allow that?

"Ugh..."

"And when a groan arises between them, can Mr. Sabnak groan them and round them up?

"I thought you were on a mission beyond my abilities..."

Imeraria's gaze shifts from Subnak to Vayer.

"What am I going to do with the situation, too, is a little..."

Imeraria took a deep sigh when she heard the answers of two weak adults.

"Being able to connect with the Beastmen, who were enemies of previous years, and elves who are said to manipulate powerful magic. That in itself is a very good thing. It would be good for Orson Grande to bond with them."

To do this, and Imeralia put her one breath down.

"Extra trouble should be avoided as much as possible. In front of Lady One, Two, Three, Mr. Oliga will also be very dear. Ask Alyssa to root well enough."

"Yes, sir."

To the two voices aligned, Imeralia told him another matter.

"I will describe the operation I have devised before the arrival of the main unit. Let's have dinner together. You two and Mr. Alyssa. And let's invite the beasts earlier. I'll ask you to explain what's going on and decide if you want to stay here or stay in Munster once."

It is expected to take a full two days for the main unit of support to arrive as soon as possible. Nergal, who comes with the main unit, also needs an explanation, but he was basically going to push this operation forward, even with threats.

Everything, to confront one, two, three with your chest up as queen.

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"Kisa......"

Before the soldier of the escort finished saying something, the body fell out with the sound of the air leaking as the tip of the sword swung by one, two, three, slit its throat just a little bit.

"This is it. I'm here to complain about this."

With his body down, one, two, three stand before Prime Minister Holland, who sits at the desk.

"Who are you..."

"One, two, three, Lord of Focarol. The man who killed the prince here."

"What..."

Sweaty and blue, Kuzem looks carefully from top to bottom at the man standing in front of him.

Kuzem himself had never seen one, two, three, but he knew about the disturbance in the castle and about a man named one, two, three.

"Stupid. So much for being single..."

"That's it, that"

One, two, three, points this way to the body of the soldier he killed.

"Same goes for this guy, but he's too cautious. Entering the country, entering the town, entering the castle is too easy for you to yawn. There's nothing else to be alarmed about, just humans hanging around. Don't you just ask me to come in?"

For example, and one, two, three took the magic props of the lights out of the dark magic storage.

"I can only use dark magic, but Holland's got some magic research going on, right? I heard this lamp was made of holland too. Then you can detect intruders and alert the whole thing as soon as someone spots the enemy."

"Ugh, but it's developed by civilian merchants, except for those kinds of fights... blah!?

As soon as he began to line up his excuses, one, two, three stabbed the knife on the floor and struck Kuzem in the cheek with a flat hand.

One, two, three close their faces to the Kuzem, whose vision diminishes or blinks repeatedly.

"You, don't you think it's for combat, that is, a means of attack?

Take the knife and give it to Kuzem's eyes so that he can see its blade print.

The blade turned downwards, the handshake was also on my left hand, and I'm just going to show it off as one, two, three, but Kuzem couldn't think of anything other than being threatened. I don't care when a monstrous light slits my throat, just like an escort.

"Weapons are fine with weapons. If you can hone it up as something that takes a person's life, it will be beautiful and sublime"

Pull the knife, take the knife.

"But hey, just because the offense is strong doesn't mean you can win. We don't just face each other. No matter how strong the weapon is, it doesn't make sense."

One, two, three pointed to a sword lowered to the waist of a corpse. Recognize the intruder, try to speak up. Note that he hasn't even touched the pattern.

"Hey, what do you want to say?"

"Don't you see?

Away from the front of Kuzem, one, two, three, took the knife off his hips and slowly lowered his hips to the couch.

"Use your magic. If you were born in a corner of this world. Soil magic would create a trap where disguise is perfect, wind magic would allow for a little extensive surveillance. If there is fire magic, wolf smoke can be given without tools. Just a thought, that's all we can apply."

"Is your Orson Grande's army going that far?"

"No?

Kuzem watched as he wiped his sweat as one, two, three laughed and shook his head.

"I thought the Orson Grande might be a little too advantageous. Holland seems to have made a little silly big toy, but not that one. The technology I sent to the instructional team, it's just like imitating the surface."

So one, two, three pounded the sheath of the sword, and slapped.

"I decided to do some tips on the magic that is Holland's flavor"

"Ri, isn't it a hostile act! What are you thinking!?

"Say stupid. You guys aren't even enemies now. So it's not an act of enmity."

"Kee, it's a trick!

"It doesn't matter if it's a trick. You know what? Weak people use tricks to fix it, but strong people use them to push me through."

"So what do you want me to do?"

It is no longer difficult to put this place away in words, Kuzem asks one, two, three.

"The border will already collapse in an attack on the Orson Grande side, so I'll teach you the magic technique I've thought of to reclaim and defend it. Because my attributes are only darkness, it's only theory. Look, just call the wizard and become a researcher. We don't have time to relax. The hand of Orson Grande's demon may be just around the corner."

Saying, one, two, three rang the bell on the low table in front of the couch.

A samurai enters the room immediately.

"Call me... HI!?

The samurai, who tended to come in nagging, found the soldier's body and screamed.

"Tea, please. I need something more to pinch."

One, two, three place an order with the frightened samurai.

I saw Kuzem as a samurai asked for help in the words of a stranger.

"... as I was told, prepare it. And call someone from the magic researcher in the castle."

"Or, yes, I did."

When the samurai leaves the room so as to escape, one, two, three look into Kuzem's eyes.

To that look, pleasure seems plausible.

"Good luck with that. Imeralia is an amateur, but Focarol's soldiers are pretty strong. I don't know what you want to do in the end, but this is where we're going to set foot to make dreams."

Standing up, one, two, three, slapped Kuzem on the shoulder.

"A lot of people die properly, let's have a real war. Huh?"

Kuzem couldn't respond just because he was trembling.