Summoned Slaughterer

Prime Minister Kzem of Holland, who left the office, went straight into his own private room in the castle.

It is a room for taking a nap if you do not have time to return to your home, and is only available to high-ranking staff working in the castle. For temporary accommodation only, there is enough equipment and storage to make tea and only one bed.

Kuzem, who opened the closet and quickly changed his coat to a feather-woven travel outfit, did not return to the office, but visited the general's office, which commanded the soldiers.

"It's me. We're going in."

With only one shout, a samurai ran out next to Kuzem, who entered the room in the atmosphere of knowing on her own, rushing to hold onto her landed dress.

"This, my Lord Chancellor"

A young man haunts him while making polite remarks but slowly finishing his shirt, which was more than half buttoned off.

"Tannin, you have become a general who keeps the armies of a nation. Think outside a little bit."

"No, no, you can't even say no if you're motioned from over there. By the way, what's the matter with you?

Without looking bad, a man called Tannin asks as he strokes his jaw-tipped beard with his hand.

Looking tannins, such as the first half of the thirty, are military personnel who Kuzem has recruited since the current system was put in place, and as a Holland nobleman, he was born as the second son to the Count family, and from Kuzem, he is a nephew.

I had a lot of border work because of my ability but poor femininity and my personality not liked by the superiors, but Kuzem summoned me to the top of the army after taking over real power and disposing of the minister.

He was a human resource after thinking he was blood related and easy to control, but he was slightly regrettable to see that his habits were worse than he could have imagined.

"A thousand large troops are approaching here from the Orson Grande. Get ready to intercept immediately. I'll accompany you."

"Ooh, ooh. From a military point of view, defend the entrance and exit of the capital by consolidating it into a bee. But waiting for the fatigue of the enemy to fight back is sure to do little damage here."

Plus, it's easy because you don't need to go far, Tannin laughs.

I was a kuzem wondering if I would say it with a bitter face, but at least I had to move the man in front of me as an ally, and I got hungry.

"... in the worst case scenario, it is possible that Nergal is accompanying Orson Grande's army. Even if they accompanied them, they were consolidated with escorts, and even if their faces were seen, the countrymen wouldn't know, but it's not a good idea to come to the capital."

In terms of military structure, most people who know the situation in the castle work in or near the capital, and some garrisons in local towns and villages do not enter the castle for the rest of their lives.

"I mean, before Nergal comes to the capital, you want to keep it missing,"

"That's right. So we have to hit it out of here right now. There will be at least two thousand soldiers who can move now."

"What about the defense of the capital?

"You don't have to think about that. Send out reinforcements as well. There are about five bodies that can be used, but it will help."

"You have no choice. At the request of His Excellency the Prime Minister."

When you stretch out the collar of your shirt and wear a brilliantly decorated jacket, wonder and light character are hidden to see majesty.

"By the way, what are the example customers?

"If that man, he's wearing a gaap. I'm entrusting Gaap with the defense of the castle, but it won't be a problem" "Well, he's a research field among magicians. It's not like the actual work force I'm taking with me. It's okay. More than that, you were wondering..."

Kuzem frowned at Tannin, who dropped the tone of his voice with a serious face.

"What?

"Hi, I hear you're concerned about a good number of guests among the samurai. I was wondering if this was a rival."

As Tannin slapped her hand, smiling at Kuzem, who had reddened her face, the samurai who had just run out came in embarrassed.

Tannin also stood up and, facing him in the center of the room, held Levy's hips quickly.

"Oh, pretty Levi. I have to get to the battlefield now. Please forgive me for this sin I'm leaving you, my dear."

"Dear Tannin..."

Tannin, who had taken the lips of a samurai open to whine and teased her tongue to the point where Kuzem was about to yell, pressed Levi's thin body against her hips with her strength in her hip-holding arm.

"I will definitely be back, will you keep this room clean until then? I'm going to get my reward for the victory here."

The samurai nods small as she leaks a hot exhale into her big hand stroking down from her hips as she says.

"Uncle, no, Chancellor. At the dawn of victory, I'd like a home to welcome her."

Kuzem sighed deeply at the demands as he turned around. It's probably my home for a samurai named Levy, but it's a concubine for Tannin.

"... ok. But make sure of what happened earlier. I'll see to it too."

"I'll take care of it. So, Levi, I asked for the rest."

Dropping off Tannin, who lightly creases and leaves the room behind, Kuzem gets anxious but gets ready to bring out the reinforced soldiers.

"We've come this far. I won't let anyone get in the way...... Yeah. Let's use that one, too. It's no longer a waste of time."

scenario after Orson Grande defeat. In other words, you must also think about the treatment of one, two, three, and Kuzem thrusts fast through the castle with a roar.

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"Strike it out, huh? I guess it's something you don't want the people or the castle guys to see. Ahhh... Nergal, huh? It doesn't have to be, if it's a capital attack, it's going to rub the foundation."

"Apparently, we're leaving a message. I will consolidate the castle's defenses while experimenting with the methods you taught me, but it doesn't look like it's coming up."

Standing next to one, two, three, Gaap laughed bitterly when he saw a large crowd lined up in a square co-located in the castle.

"They say soldiers move two thousand and five hundred. Two thousand infantry soldiers, three hundred magic soldiers... if it was a defense battle, we would have made it, but this time it doesn't seem like it."

"Phew..."

An intermediate soldier, instructed by Tannin, queues up as he responds raw. Generally speaking, it seems to place the infantry before and after the magician, and if you have to, allow the infantry to split left and right so that the magician can step forward.

Reinforcement soldiers also came chained to magic props.

They say all the reinforcements with five bodies make them walk in the front row.

"The big one seems to only use it as a wall anymore"

Wise decision, one, two, three thought.

Weapons that have figured out their means of confrontation are no longer concealed balls or anything. Taking advantage of being rugged in vain, it would be the arithmetic used by Orson Grande to prevent walls against the spear throwers he would be using.

While I was doing that, I started leaving from the front row. From behind that line, an odd carriage continues. Five horses slowly pull a large carriage like the one with the wheels attached as it were to the prefabricated cabin.

"What, what?

"Oh, that's..."

With an explanation, Gaap shouted "Ah," and nagged.

"Shh, excuse me. I can't tell you what that is..."

"Are you strong?

"... it was further developed by me later than the fortified soldiers. Please don't do this any more."

Based on that appearance, one, two, three, who decided that something seemed to be fun, became excited about the fact that Holland's general was not an idiot either and the existence of a secret weapon he didn't even know about.

"Yeah, just fine"

"What?"

"Without something like that, it's not funny as a study tool for Alyssa or Imeraria. Isn't that nice?

Gaap will not know where the man in front of him stands.

"But I don't know what to say, but if I deal with that weapon, they're asking me if it would be more than double my strength..."

You don't realize what you're saying is self-admiration, Gaap talks about the threat while clouding the details about the weapon.

But one, two, three, smiled and heard all about it.

"Good. That's it if you're going to die. Now try to hit someone to match the winner, or just increase the number of hits."

Gaap noticed, sayin 'sayin' sayin 'sayin' sayin ', maybe an animal man or something.

One, two, three don't think of enemies or allies. It's just recognition that the colors of the colliding pawns are different.

Point your gaze at the boxcarriage with the weapon on it.

(If Horrant wins this battle, this time he will fight the Beast Man brought in by this one, two, three. And if you beat that, now......)

There's more to barren hair, Gaap said, and he had a headache. If you lose, it's over, but even if you win, the next battle is coming. As long as this man exists, Holland will be swallowed up in the infinite battle.

"Dear One, Two, Three, Your Meal is Ready"

"We made lunch. I'm glad it fits your mouth."

The three samurai approached as they reduced their skirts flickering in the wind on the rooftop, turning their upper eyed gaze to one another, one, two, three.

"Oh well. Thank God."

When one, two, and three thank you, the samurai gladly draw one, two, and three hands and invite them to the dining room.

Gaap looked anxiously at the soldiers on guard on the roof looking envious.

"Maybe the more dangerous, the more attractive it looks."

It's a selfish idea, but Gaap thought he wanted one, two, three to go home as soon as possible, more than he taught technology.

Some of the samurai moaned and Gaap stroked down her breasts that night as one, two, and three secretly left the castle and made her go away.

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"Hey, hey, hey, hey"

"Tannin! If you're laughing so easily!

Around the line, Tannin and Kuzem, who were on the carriage together, were trying to cope with a faster intercept than they could have imagined, but were being fiercely attacked by the Orson Grande side at its arrow tip.

Day two after I left the capital. When the sun is in the midst of heaven.

If it had been a war so far, it would have been fundamental for representatives of each other to have a place to discuss, lay formations in between and bump into each other if they found out that the great armies had taken over from each other, but according to information from the front line, Orson Grande, who confirmed Horlant's fortified soldiers, had already begun spearing out a spear a few seconds after he could see it.

"I know the power of that spear, too. But it doesn't matter if you're a reinforced soldier with no pain, does it?

"That's..."

According to the soldier who came to tell the situation, Orson Grande's spear, which he had tried to snipe with precision, instantly destroyed the reinforcing soldier's knee and ankle and restricted his movements, before allowing him to concentrate and spear toward his head.

"Before I went this way, two people had their heads destroyed and they were incapacitated."

"Let the magicians attack! There's no big wizard in the Orson Grande anyway!

To the screaming Kuzem, Tannin ordered the wizard to come forward and make an attack from a distance.

"In the meantime, bring me the disgusting example from behind. Let's get this over with."

"Are you sure?

Even though the battle had just begun, both the soldiers and Kuzem opened their eyes to Tannin's use of the Tiger Child's weapon.

"Fine. You look like an idiot to spare and lose, don't you? This kind of thing will collapse if you don't stop your opponent from gaining momentum altogether. Look, hurry up."

Dropping off a decree rushing off, Tannin blurred.

"Well, if we magically rejuvenate it somewhat, we won't be able to shake our winning chances in numbers."

To the words, Kuzem pulled out the power that was in his shoulders.

"If we don't finish soon, our guests may take away the beauties of the castle."

With a joke, Tannin stood up and held a sword of love that could be served by a flashy sheath of pieces of gems.

"Go where?

"I'm going to the front line for a bit. Morale is important in times like this."

He receives from the soldiers the reins of his beloved horse, who was accompanying him to the carriage, and jumps lightly on the saddle.

"See you, Chancellor. I'll see you later."

The Kuzems were not the only ones surprised by the sudden interception.

"Shooting all of a sudden isn't savage!

"What do you say about being warm? It would be obvious if there were that giant soldier to determine that he was an enemy. You should praise the soldiers of Phocarol, who are preemptive and brilliantly defeated, and the soldiers of the kingdom who are working hard to support them."

"Ugly..."

To Imeraria and Origa, who make up their arguments, Nergal was grinning bitterly that there was no help in looking around.

Alyssa has just gone to the front line, where the Focarol soldiers are, and is in command to take aim. Sabnak was chased to confirm the situation, and Vayer is more on the front line than originally.

It would be Vayer's decision that the Royal Orthon Grande Army as well as Focarol are in tune to fire the spear.

A knight running from the front lines screams at Subnak.

"The Giant Soldier seems to have succeeded in being almost powerless! I don't know the total number of enemies, but I can confirm that the line continues to be equal to or greater than this one!

"What's the enemy's move?

Subnak hands a cup with water as he asks questions.

"Thank you. The enemy is recovering from a temporary mess, showing the infantry behind the giant soldiers moving from left to right."

"Right..."

"Mr. Sabnak. Don't you have a chance to tell us this story?

"Unfortunately," replied Subnak to Imeraria's question.

"It will be difficult, at least, until the ranged battle is over. There are more likely to be magicians out there than there to defeat His Majesty."

"Is this going to be a meeting with this magic soldier?

"It will be difficult."

Orson Grande's Magic Soldier is, in a tangible way, “poor”.

He is also less proficient, and if he enlisted at the level of Origa, he would instantly be able to rise to the top of the Magic Soldier.

"There are also a small number of people, so if it's a magical meeting, it'll be in the form of shielding the trolley for a while and waiting for the magic over there to run out. That way, we can hit it out of here and hold it down..."

The response of the past against the wizard was regarded as a stone to endure with a great shield, but human damage could not be ignored either. Subnak had decided before leaving that this time he would let me use the usual means of focarol to defeat and shield a sturdy trolley.

"Um..."

When everyone turned their gaze to the fine voice, there was a small, raised hand elf poose.

"Don't you use magic barriers?

"What's that?

Puse is surprised the other way around and briefly explains to Sabnak, who inadvertently listened with vegetables.

In short, it's a barrier against magic by magic, but for a long seal, the elves are good at magic barriers, and they can use poose.

However, such technology had been lost because among humans magic was only being studied as a means of attack.

"If you like, I think I can help you with the barrier."

"Uh..."

It was a thankful story, but I find it tempting to involve her in the fight, who is only a guest to Sabnak.

The same was true for Imeralia, who wanted to see magic as a researcher, but here, she suppressed herself.

The only thing I haven't suppressed is Origa.

"That's great. Let me see it. I'll accompany you to the front."

"Oh, yes."

Trolley with me.

"Wait."

For Christ's sake, Imeralia, who shook her head, gives instructions: "Take us forward with each of these trolleys".

"Mr. Sabnak would also be better in command on the front line. At any rate, I don't want to miss the opportunity for me or Master Nergal to talk to you. If barriers can be created, there will be less danger."

"I understand, sir."

When Sabnak signals the trolley's soldiers, he pulls them apart and moves forward.

When Puse begins chanting, the gaze of Origa and Imeraria gathers.

(Hard to do......)

As Puse unfolds his magic, anticipating the timing, staring with serious eyes, the wall of translucency spreads to boil off the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a magical attack began on the Holland side, but the fireballs, rocks, wind and water all fog at the same time as they hit the barrier.

"This is amazing"

"I see, embody the magic that doesn't make you have attributes..."

With a mix of compliments and analytical voices, Puse was blushing as he focused his consciousness on maintaining the barrier.

(I'm good at healing and barriers)

The fact that the offensive relationship was a tease was a poose that I wanted to keep quiet.

"Ahhh!

Suddenly, Oliga stood up with her voice up.

"One, two, three are watching!

"What. Where?

I don't know what it felt like working, but Origa was right, one, two, three were watching the game relaxed off the street.

Vine, the beast man who heard the name of one, two, three, was also in a hurry to move his ears and neck, but he couldn't find it.

"You can't do this. If Lady One, Two, Three is being seen, I'm in the fight too...... Aww! Ouch!

It was parchment wrapped in small stones that hit Oliga's head, who hurriedly grabbed the wand and stood up.

There it just says "Shut up and watch" in one, two, three lousy letters.

"With that said, this was Alyssa's trial..."

Behind the Origa, who sat back as a soothsayer. Malphas, son of the tiger beast man, who was nervous about the air on the battlefield, was opening his mouth and solidifying when he saw the smell and the direction in which the stone had flown.

The figure of one, two, three found by Malphas was because it was that man who devastated his own settlement.