Summoned Slaughterer

"I'm not asking a kid out to play..."

In response Nyal brought back, Wepal pressed his eyebrows in memory of the headache.

"Besides what the letter says, did you hear or see anything else?

"The fruit was delicious."

"... ok, just wait a while"

Then, he regretted that he misplaced the cast in the back of Nyal as he returned to his partner Ferres, restrained by his less alert appearance.

"I don't know if you're going to move from the Beast Clan side anyway... at least you can't say it's belligerent"

When Wepal turns his gaze forward, the entrance to the slum is armed with an ethnic group of beasts, including a few elves, and soldiers are also lined up in the town where only humans are said to live.

The Beasts could even afford to see with some confident face, while the soldiers were fragmented in formation and gazed at both the Wepals and the Beasts.

Creepy, I think Wepal.

Isn't it natural that an elf and a nearer beast should know more about the demon tribe than a human, and that the beast tribe is more frightened of the demon tribe?

I don't know how accurate it is, but I guess it's well decided and ready for the Demons.

And I guess humans, at least those in this country, have been beaten down by the Beastman tribe so much that they cannot be assumed to be strong. Maybe I'm afraid of an extra unidentified demon tribe because that memory is still new.

"Well, what shall we do..."

As a Wepal, he thought it would be convenient to have access to information about the world while the Demons were in isolation, as long as they were able to bond with the slums who were in the process of engaging the Beasts.

But no representative of the Beastman tribe came aboard.

"You know the strength of the Demons, and you're confident in protecting the town."

That confidence, I don't know the basis. That's what scares me.

"I thought about smashing them all at once and subjecting them to slavery, but you need a little more information."

In case, I don't want to fail.

"I said, it's more than just being shaken lightly. Discussion is also... I hate it when you don't have the wisdom to do this, but I can't help it."

Wepal summoned a demon to lead the troops and gave them a mandate.

"Now let me tell you more about us to the Beasts."

Early next morning.

The demons were a minority of thirty and attacked the town of Swordlante.

Slam completely ignored and avalanched into the towns of the humans.

In the battle only in the morning, Swordlante lost half of his soldiers, and much damage was done to civilians as well. In contrast, there has been no damage to the slums where the Beasts are.

"What do you mean!

Wepal stepped on the group too, distorting his face, which was regarded as a beautiful woman.

"I can't believe you have the means to defend the town, not throw it all away!

Wepal, who inflicted tremendous damage on the human side and again visited the slums with the intention of compelling the Beast tribe to bow down, stood in the middle of a muggled town.

You sensed the movements of the demons who were preparing for the battle during the night, and the Beasts, including the elves, had escaped the town long before the chaos of the battle began.

"Right...... well thought out, the basics are the ones who make settlements and live in the woods. You can't be so obsessed with the land."

There would have been no strong opposition to evacuating to the woods the elves who abandoned the woods and those who left the towns of man, lest they should be caught in war.

"This time, my loss... I don't want to lose, so I'll get my share."

Wepal executed any of the surviving men who were in the castle and held high office, and the remaining officials put them into slavery.

There was no particular harm done to the civilian population, but access was severely restricted.

"Use this place as a base for our demonic rebirth! Let us prove in the battle from here that we who were shaders stand at the top of this world!

The demon soldiers were excited about Wepal's playful speech, and the humans were deprived of their temper.

The national name Swordlante will have vanished at this point.

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The demons who attacked Vichy have invaded Vichy's country scattered for every small unit after tearing the Vichy side defensive line to a snag in a magical attack.

This is to disguise Vichy's soldiers and civilians out of sight, and make them grope. The measure succeeded, and a few who shook up Vichy's soldiers succeeded in entering other towns under the false pretence that they had safely turned into humans and fled the war.

But there was also a side that increased the damage by splitting the troops.

"What are these guys! You're not human!

"Damn! You're losing your arm, why... yah!

The demon man, deeply stabbed with a knife and screamed at his opponent, who burned his right hand until he carburized it with a fireball he was good at, died at the same time as his voice disappeared.

For the Demon Clan, who was impressed from the first attack that "man is weak," he was afraid of fortified soldiers, even if they were hurt, looming.

Neither quick sword strikes nor powerful magic can frighten them.

The Demon Clan was also twitching and causing more damage to the fortified soldiers who approached them, even if they were hurt and foolish.

"You're not afraid to die!

"Aren't you getting your head slapped? Humans are crazy!

While paired with the Reinforced Soldier, the Demon Clan falls under the attack of the Vichy Soldier, and furthermore the Vichy Soldier is killed by the Reinforced Soldier.

The battlefield of the triplets had occurred everywhere in Vichy as demons and fortified soldiers moved orbitlessly, involving civilians as well.

And Bashim, the general of the devil tribe, can't grasp the situation. While the battlefield is too large, some units are too small to report on the situation.

The only reason soldiers don't come back is because they've been able to dive in well. Failure to establish means of transmission has in some cases led to an increase in damage. But Bashim doesn't even know about it.

Naturally, the only person who could be another force on his own never knew that he had entered the field, nor until the time of his encounter.

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"Phew..."

Peel off the armor of the mutilated reinforced soldiers, and one, two, three were looking at the breasts of the cut enemies.

What is there is undoubtedly a magic fixture, and around attacking me without feeling any pain, I was able to determine that it was similar to anything I had ever seen.

"Is the movement somewhat better enough? Is there a personal difference around here?

Around, in addition to three reinforced soldiers, three men, armed with swords and leather armor like merchants and thoughtful families, adventurers, are rolling around with corpses.

"Indiscriminate, huh? I don't mind, but I don't know who did this. Then the enemy is obscure and the direction of hatred is uncertain. Boring, boring."

Deliver the wiped knife to the sheath and stir the bread that was in the carriage where the horse was dead and lying down. I still have a moist tongue.

"Mm-hmm... from close quarters? You're not so dry."

Has it been attacked by fortified soldiers where they have fled the demonic invasion? The adventurer may be an escort, or a burglar who attacked the merchants in a moment.

Either way, they're all dead, so it's a pointless imagination.

Pushing the mole and the rest of the bread into his mouth, one, two, three took off his left hand gloves and pushed them into his belt.

"Are you finally here?"

Waving his left hand, the flying ice spear was shredded by about two-thirds and fell to the ground and dispersed.

"Hey, what did you do?

The soldiers of the Ice Flying Demons don't seem to know what it is, even though they know they've been prevented.

"Don't worry! Anyway, humans can handle magic properly!

The next to strike one, two, three were fireballs, but they were choosen in the center with a shake of their left hand stained in black, and the rest became firepowder and disappeared all the way to the ground.

"Let's do something different. Wouldn't that be boring, like the rest of us?

Pull out the knife with your right hand and provoke the demons with your left.

There are five demon soldiers. Each one seems to have a sword and at the same time can use magic.

"There's a human touch!

I kicked one of them over with an out-of-the-box kick and rolled the dozen meters he had been running.

"Then you can't. Humans are starting to learn to fight with their heads. Vichy's people aside, if you're going to fight humans, right... try to figure it out like Bennier"

Apparently there was one person who knew Bennier's name, and he looks odd whether he's confused or not.

"Hey, why did you give her name..."

"The friendliness that killed each other."

This way, and one, two, three, pack the distance at once, and approach the demon man who kicked it off earlier.

"Let it!

As he stood up, he stuck his sword out and fought back, turning his body around to avoid it, and mowed his neck straight to the horizontal giraffe.

"I know, I know. You demons are good at magic."

Knock off all stone crushes with a knife.

"Somewhat more robust and powerful than humans physically"

The demon clan that came forward with the sword and brought the blades together into a quarrel.

"Hey, why..."

The Demons weigh in with both hands and are desperately trying to push in, while one, two, three, is one on the right. A sword three times thick is wounded with a Japanese sword blade.

"And the creation of the body is not very different from that of man"

One, two, three reaches out his left hand and pulls a band wrapped around the demon's waist.

"Noooo!?

The demon man, forced to dress in a peep, cannot support the sword and can only welcome it with his eyes open to see the sword looming in front of him.

"Oops."

Where the pressure has loosened on the clap avoiding the fireballs unleashed by the other demons, he abandons his sword and rolls off the ground one, two, three.

In the one, two, and three attempts to chase him, a further stone crush was concentrated at his feet, during which time another man was blocking his hand with his sword.

"Teamwork is good."

Inspiration, inspiration and one, two, three nodded, gripping the flying fireball with his left hand.

Gripped left fist. Stand only two fingers.

"I'll kill two more. I'll let the other two get away with it."

"Eh."

The moment I opened my eyes to a sudden statement.

A fierce thrust of one, two, and three slammed fiercely upon the body of the sword erected.

"Ahhh?

The demon man who struck his head with his own sword bleeds from his forehead and confuses him.

It kicks its axial leg, and the knife pierces the overturned heart.

"Same position in the gut...... one more"

Remove the cutting tip from the gray skin and shake the blood.

"Chi, stay away!

When one of the demons waved his arm, one, two, three feet, began to explode like the ground.

Countless stone crushes splash in eight directions, making one, two, three invisible with earthen smoke.

"Run while you can!

When the man who unleashed the magic sees the face of his companion, a knife is stabbed in his eyeball.

The knife, naturally, is grasping, one, two, three.

"It was an interesting attack. But not powerful enough."

There are several small holes in the canopy. You suffered a slight injury to your leg, or blood was flowing at your feet.

Still, I've been out front and avoided direct hits, only to the extent that I can ignore them for one, two, three.

"Oh no..."

In front of the frightened demons, the body of his fellow souls that had fallen out was free from the knife by falling.

"It's the two of us as declared. I'll get you out of here. Run, Sora!

By decree one, two, three, the two demons turned their backs and began to walk with all their might.

Weren't humans weak?

Couldn't have handled a lot of magic attacks.

Are the groups of human beings ravaged scatterly in the wilderness and the men who just killed their companions different from the same people?

"What's going on!

With bad luck with the inconvenient reality, it's the battlefield with the general to aim for.

Bashim, the general, can use special magic, as is the case with many of those who are at the top of the Demon clan. It's the magic I used when I killed Vichy's messenger.

Produce and fly blades instantly from nowhere. Whatever opponent it is, it is so fast that if you don't know, you can't avoid it, and you are lightly killing the mortal generals in the battle ahead.

If we get to Bashim, we can kill that human being.

Pretend you can't hear the footsteps following you from behind.

Return to the line and it will help.

I ran with that one heart.

Without realizing that it has become a convenient guide for one, two, three.