Summoned Slaughterer

When they left the chaotic castle, one, two, three, they could never be seen by anyone. Instead, no one saw it.

Holland soldiers from both forces, who have lost their minds because of the stench, are brought out by Orson Grande soldiers. There are many who are not dead, but are bewitched.

The Orson Grande entry group is also retrieved where they are rolling outside the castle, and the stunned Focarol soldiers are also transported out of the second floor.

One, two, three of them jumped off the third floor, approaching such a gothagota, and slowly walked out to the castle town.

The people of the town are also returning from their places of refuge, and the servants are on their way to the castle.

Some of the crappy merchants were starting to reopen their shops early and call in.

"Do you want to buy the right food?"

"Yes, we will."

"Your husband!

Vine rushes over to take Origa to one, two, three.

Running loose in his ears and chest, Vine had gathered the gaze of the whole city together, sometimes with a neat appearance and a rare herd of beasts.

"I have given a message to Lord Alyssa to the soldiers of Focarol!

"Oops. Good luck."

Just one word. It was a short word of onion, but for Vine it was also a pleasure in this little communication. Here's what I asked for.

"My husband's generosity has led me to grant you your status as a secretary in Focarol. Good luck with that."

Vine is a troubled face to the words Oliga told her.

"Um..." What's a secretary?

"That's where you come from..."

The status of secretary to which Vine was granted may be a post created with one, two, three attached. It sounds like quite a title, but it's finally a position where I do one, two, three help exclusively, and I'm just entrusted with the chores that Origa and Kym were doing.

But it's important for Vine to be able to work close to one, two, three, and second only to what she does.

"Thank you, my lord! I'll do my best!"

"Well, just do it right"

One girl approaches me again when one, two, three, thinks that she will properly pull a horse from a camp for the soldiers of Focalor.

"Dear one, two, three. We were looking for you."

The girl in servant clothes, gracefully graciously, looks straight into one, two, three eyes.

"Who, you?

"I work for the castle, my name is Levi. I'm one of the servants responsible for taking care of Master Tannin."

"Right. So?... I guess you can let me know why you came by so depressingly distracted from killing me that I'm convinced"

Around confronting one, two, three, the air gets heavy and cold.

Origa, accustomed to the situation, is flat, no, gripping an iron fan and entangling the same air as one, two, three.

Vine had taken the distance and kept it out of the way of one, two, three.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I just got a message from Tannin..."

"Phew... does the maid here plant a dagger inside the apron to give a message"

Before the end of one, two, three questions, Levy took the knife out of the apron's chest.

"Yah!

The cutouts protruded with the hanging could be said to be fast for thin arms, but still not far enough to hurt one, two, three.

One, two, three grabbed Levi's little right hand to wrap it around him, holding his neck with his left hand as he strayed his cut out.

As it is, use the momentum of your protruding hand to draw your right hand unconstitutionally.

"Ghaaaa!

One, two, three took a chilling look down at Levi falling seven times with a scream that didn't resemble a cute look.

"Hey, what did they do?

Fearfully approaching, Vine had a blue look on her face.

"I just took my shoulder off a little bit"

"There are no suspicious people around. Seems to be alone, Dear One, Two, Three."

Answer "I guess" to Origa's report. Because the assassins are too crude to assemble.

"Shut up."

Grab Levi's neck in pain and boredom.

"Answer only one thing. What were you trying to kill me for?

To one, two, three questions, Levi doesn't try to gaze in tears.

"Well, why don't you ask Tannin, whose name just came up?"

"Damn......"

I almost said something, Levi, but before spinning the word, I got strength in my hand grabbing my neck.

"Origa, Vine. I'm sorry, Tannin. Find out who he is and where he is. I'm in that diner over there."

Copy that, sir.

"Oh, don't ask around Nergal or Imeraria. I can see how much trouble you're gonna have."

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The next day Imeraria, who was recovering, woke up in a luxury inn prepared by Nergal and woke up physically on the bed.

"Your Majesty! Is your body okay?

The accompanying samurai rushed over to Imeraria and spoke anxiously.

"Yeah, I'm fine.... I'd like to take a bath."

"We'll have it ready in a minute. And may I contact Master Sabnak? I was very worried..."

"Yes. You've worried about him, too. Is it lunch yet?"

"It will be lunch in about an hour, Your Majesty"

Imeralia again showed her fainting, feeling heavy as she took off her thin room clothes and changed into a robe for Yuami.

"Now call Mr. Sabnak and Mr. Vayer, and Mr. Poose and Mr. Alyssa. I'd like to have lunch with you."

"Yes, sir."

"I don't think you're feeling well yet..."

"Don't worry. More than that, let me look through this paperwork...... are you sure?

After lunch, Imeraria, who had received an invitation from Nergal, had checked the written documents delivered together and had rushed to visit the castle in surprise at their content.

"I never thought I'd propose an unfavourable treaty."

Nergal laughed and showed Imeralia, who was about to lose her head.

"That's all you've done. Besides, it's not like there's no profit here."

The draft prepared by Nergal contained contents that assumed that no compensation would be claimed from each other for the damage caused by the two countries, as well as a commitment from Holland to accommodate magic equipment at a cheap price. Moreover, it is assumed that its deadlines and quantitative ceilings will continue while Imeralia is in power.

"It's all about staying connected to your country and avoiding unnecessary suspicion. Besides, the magic props we are developing, well, I don't know what to say, but thanks to one, two, three, we're going to make a lot of progress, so thanks to you for your cooperation."

It will be tight, and Nergal winks.

Imeraria was relieved that she was worried about the state of affairs and that she might be struggling because of the acts of combat in the country.

"Well, thank you for making a pact with this content."

"Thank you. Let me make a contract right away."

Nergal, who had called a civilian and ordered the draft to be cleared, was completely beginning to settle down as king.

"Honestly, it was tough, and I'm sorry that so many lives have been taken...... no more impression on me to be crowned. At the same time as the crown, I was given the credit of stabilising domestic disturbances..."

For pointing a soldier against the king, Kuzem would be guilty, albeit after his death. The rebels and their clans, including their families, are to be severely punished, Nergal explained.

Those who followed Kuzem were also acquitted and returned to their original department, except for those who had committed crimes against some residents.

"The most annoying part was the servants working in the castle, right? Oil is hard to fall off, and the smell hasn't been removed yet. For a while, we decided to close the ground floor, except the stairs."

"I want you to work hard. Because it's important to look at your salary and appreciate it."

"I'll keep that in mind for the liver. Thank you for your continued support and guidance."

"Yes. Please refine."

Imeraria poses as great as the daughter of a nobleman to Negar, who begs her to exaggerate.

After a while, we couldn't stand each other laughing.

A maid ran into the room with a soothing atmosphere.

"Sire!"

"That's noisy. Anything wrong?

A breathless samurai hands Nergal a note she was holding on her chest.

"... well. All right. You speak up to one of the soldiers and tell them to bring the man in charge here."

Dropping off the samurai leaving early again, Imeraria asks Nergal.

"Is there something wrong?

"Civil Unrest in Vichy...... No, Pursan was independent, wasn't she? Between Vichy and Pursan, the battle seems to have begun."

To Nergal's words, Imeralia slapped her neck.

"Isn't it different in size? I don't see how a small country where one local city is independent can beat an urban union state...... what is the chief of Pursan thinking?

"I don't know. There's just one thing I can tell you. Looks like Pursan's got some kind of powerful weapon."

The report stated that Pursan was eroding Vichy with overwhelming force.

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"This will hold for a while. Let's just hide in my father's territory..."

Tannin, who has completed the journey, connects the horse to the loaded carriage.

"Are you Tannin?"

"Who?

Speaking up was one, two, three with Levi's body on his shoulders.

"It's you... and, Levi, is it?

"This guy?

"Whew!?

Levi's body was thrown from one, two, three, and Tannin fell with him holding his little body.

Tannin's face gets bluer and bluer on Levi, who doesn't even move Pickley when he's treated like that.

"You gave me your name, and you pointed a dagger at me. What's this all about?

Looking down cold, one, two, three strikes the iron wand that he took out at some point, on the ground.

"And I don't! I didn't order anything!

"Hmm?

I pressed the tip of the stick down Tannin's throat.

"Have you not commanded,? This guy said," If I'm gone, you can go home to the castle. "Even if I hadn't ordered it, it sounded like I smelled it..."

"That's not true! This guy would have done it on his own!

From above Tannin, desperate to deny, he pulled Levi's body off and rolled it on his back.

"This woman is just losing her mind... but if what you say is true, she has to take the blame for attacking me."

A heavy noise sounds.

One, two, three, a cane struck Levy in the stomach.

"Ha, ha... and if the truth turns out, it'll be good enough! Go home, please!

"What's wrong? I guess this guy was your bitch, huh?

"Well, there's as many women as there are"

You lost your hips, Tannin won't even try to stand up.

"He's one of a lot of us. He pushed me all the way to my mansion to kill my servant. I'm out of my mind."

Hehe, and Tannin laughs like crazy.

"He looked a little cute, and I just spoke to him because he honestly believed what I said, but he was a total hassle bitch. You killed me instead, and on the contrary, you're so thankful!

Is it a vanity to deceive fears, Tannin's words are smoother than when he dictates women?

"... you, he was a general in an earlier battle, can't even tell if people are dead?

A heartfelt disappointment, one, two, three shakes his head.

"What do you think, Levi?"

"... huh?

Her eyes were firmly open as Tannin turned to Levy, who was falling on her back. Keep your head pointed this way, and only your eyes pointed at Gyorori.

"Dear Tannin... how could you..."

"I didn't say a word about killing this guy, did I?

Finally laughing at one, two, three.

Levi, who had passed out, was awakened with his stomach pounded by one, two, three.

And I heard Tannin's true intentions.

"Oh, no..."

"Dear Tannin,"

Slowly raised, Levi gently presses the apron's chest. It does feel like a knife there.

Grab the knife gently removed and approach Tannin still sitting back.

"Ko, this is, no! I've never doubted your feelings, but this is, uh, the word the situation made me say, ah, ah, ah, it's true that I love you!

"Thank you"

Levi chuckles.

"Master Tannin's army has been defeated. Around the castle were all the soldiers of the Orthon Grande, and the soldiers of the Holland were made to work like slaves. There is no place for Master Tannin anymore..."

This probably contains a mistake, but one, two, three do not correct it.

"Even a single knife to one twenty-three, I thought, failed. So here you are with me..."

Yura, and Levi's arm holding the knife is shaken up.

"No, please don't!

With his knees trembling and his hindsight unsatisfactory, Tannin was not distracted from his gaze from the tip of the blade reflecting the sun's light.

"I'll be right behind you, too. Be prepared."

"One, two, three! I need your help! I'll do anything!

Ignoring the plea, one, two, three throws the wand into the dark magic storage.

"Tasu......"

In his tearful left eye, a knife pierces him.

The slender blade, which dived firmly into the roots, seemed long enough to take life.

Tannin, who fell and lay down, had died properly from one, two, three.

"... then"

Levi, holding a knife pulled out of each eyeball, rushed to one, two, three, looking back.

"Ohhhhhhh!

A knife with eyeballs rolled out, calling out like crazy, never reached one, two, three.

One, two, three. A blow from the hips of the pluck is much faster.

"Too bad. If I could have hidden a little more kill, I could have come a little closer"

Double-cut, thin hips.

The lower body fell on the spot.

Upper body, still alive.

"Tannin... Sa... ma..."

Slipping, it's just your arm, dragging your intestines to Tannin's body.

"Together... to..."

Levi's hand strokes Tannin's cheek.

With a satisfied smile, Levi's life was exhausted.