Summoned Slaughterer

Interaction with the Demons progressed smoother than anyone thought. Since none of us had experienced external negotiations, rooting, etc. on the part of the Demons, starting with Wepar, it took the form of accepting the proposal from the Orthon Grande side almost as it were.

"Are you glad you didn't get ahead of the King's Capital with the Beasts?

At the Rhone border, Alyssa, awaiting the visit of the Demons, asked Zanger, the leader of the elves standing beside her.

"When we get over there, we'll have a meeting, and we won't have a chance to worship the face of the Demon Clan. It's okay, even the Demon Queen wouldn't be stupid enough to break out here."

Hihi, and laughed, and Xanger answered Alyssa, relieved.

"The ladies of the Beasts may be smarter than me. I'm not as grudgy as we are, and I was sappy that they took the town. Big deal."

Alyssa didn't understand one thing right now about what Leni thought preceded her to the capital. I didn't have much time to think about it.

"Oh, here we are."

I could see a step slowly coming this way down the street.

people with gray skin, riding blue skinned horses.

There were several carriages in a row to be protected by them, rattling and making loud noises.

"You're finally here."

"Your Majesty, my butt hurts"

"This kid did what I didn't say..."

Nyal sitting across the street expressed dissatisfaction as Wepal sighed after reports that the border had been seen by soldiers who were side-by-side with the carriage.

The move from central Vichy was nothing but painful for Wepal, unfamiliar with the carriage. I thought I'd do it in paperwork, but I got drunk in less than five minutes, so I threw it out early and kept withstanding the unpleasant vibrations that resonated on my tailbone.

"When the talks are over, will you give instructions to study the comfort of the carriage?"

"You can't afford that. It's just that we don't even have enough people to govern, starting to collect taxes."

Ferres, sitting next to Nyal, opines calmly as he scratches the paperwork.

"You don't get drunk."

"I'm used to it."

As he made an effort to forget the pain in a relaxing conversation, the carriage stopped and the soldiers from the escort pulled over again.

"Your Majesty, the humans are waiting at the entrance to the town."

"Okay. I'm coming down, both of you."

Get off the carriage slowly as the soldiers solidify their surroundings. Steps are available, but they are simple in the steep field.

As I stepped on the plate surface of the steps and breathed in the air outside the carriage, I felt somewhat clear of my earlier depressed mood.

When you look in the direction the carriage is facing, about fifty meters away, several humans stand.

"... that's a lot of women."

"We will be the same. Please come down quickly. Later supports it."

"Respect the Queen a little more."

Follow Ferres and Nyal, and as you begin to make your way toward town, you will also walk out from beyond. Tensions ran to the escorts on both sides and the air was getting cold. We see a few elves mixed on the human side, and the Demons mix disturbing air in the tension.

At a moderate distance, both sides stopped and one woman walked out of the human side.

"You're Wepal, Queen of the Demon Nation. By the life of King Orson Grande, Imeraria Trier Orson Grande, I am pleased to welcome you. My name is Filinion Amazeroto."

He explained that another country that was to take part in the talks, Holland, had also delegated a caretaker, and Philinion offered his compliments.

"Thank you for your hard work. Wepal, king of demons. I'll take care of everything in your country."

"Relax, I'll take care of it. I would now like to explain once again our future schedule. Please, I'll show you inside the town. If you're with us, let me show you to the inn first."

"Thanks.... before I do, I'd like to ask you one thing"

Before I finished, everyone had predictions about the question, as Wepal's gaze was geared toward Elf's Xanger.

Before Philinion answers, Zanger moves on and off.

"It's Zanger, the representative of the elves. We're guests of this town, too. You demons are going to meet the king of man, so I'm going to say hello."

"Working with humans, you mean?

"It's a little different. We were given protection. You can't beat the Demons, so help me."

"Hmm......"

Neither as a Wepal, I have no intention of causing disturbances here, but I cannot ignore the irregular presence of an elf. It is a disgraceful thing to say, but you cannot trump it as a force that can be ignored more than you do not know the total number of elves entering a man's town.

"Your sister, my queen?

The girl who has interrupted me from the side, to stare at me with Zanger. Suddenly, as Wepal opened his eyes, Filinion softly added an explanation.

"I am Count Toono, the lord who governs the territory, including this border"

"I've heard from one, two, three. You use water magic, don't you?

"Oh, yeah. You know one, two, three...... toono?

Alyssa greets the neck-crushing Wepal well.

"She's Alyssa Toono's daughter."

"Daughter!?

"And anyway, go inside. I think there are some parts of my country that I will explain in advance…"

Reacting to a raised Wepal, Philinion quickly stepped out in front of Alyssa when he saw the soldiers around him try to put their hands on the weapon.

Likewise, one advances from the demonic side.

"I'm serving as Your Majesty's secretary, Ferres."

Of course, the secretary is the post I made for this one.

"Me and Your Majesty. Let me accompany you with that and a few soldiers. Nyar, take the soldiers to the quarters."

"Huh."

What a poor start, but without managing to see the blood, the first contact began.

After this, he rested his day in Rhone and joined the knight of the escort sent by the king's capital in Focarol. From there to the King's Capital, it will be an itinerary of about two weeks.

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With Leni, one, two, three were walking with blah blah blah on the king's capital.

One, two, three, were excused from serving as mentors because there was not a single knight left to go to Focarol. He asked me to advise him in welcoming the demons and elves, but I just told him two or three words, and he refuses to serve.

Instead, Oliga is climbing the castle day after day in a meeting about Alyssa and other Focarol personnel.

"The scale is completely different from that of a slum. Even in the city of Swordlante, there are far fewer people and shops."

"Naturally."

One, two, three and Leni line up, followed by Helen and Geng.

No longer have strangers in downtown. One, two, three just stand out. Besides that, there are the Beasts. Everyone followed them walking with their eyes, expecting something that someone wouldn't speak up and hear something about.

"The town of Rhone was lively, too. My uncle at the stall was nice to us, the Beast Man."

"That's what Palu and Alyssa did. I don't know."

Geng looked softly at Helen, observing Leni speaking with pleasure and one, two, three walking in the face from behind.

"I've thought about it a little bit, but I knew Leni was talking about Mr. One, Two, Three..."

"I think he thinks it's your father or something. I don't know about it as a male. I'm not that old."

"Really..."

If we tried Helen, instead of our own settlements if we got this far already, the future of the entire Beastman clan was full of heads due to the tension that would determine what happened after this. As a force, the Beasts still lack cohesion, which seems unfavourable compared to the overwhelmingly small number of elves and demons.

If Leni and one, two, three would stick together with some kind of clap, I was even thinking that might be possible. As a friend, I would never recommend it.

"What does Mr. Gueng think?

"What is it?

"As for the future of the Beastmen, Forget the people who broke up fighting, but they just swung at humans, demons, elves, one, two, three."

Wonder and Geng were not uncomfortable that one, two or three were set apart from the human frame.

"Come on. I'm really not good at that. If you follow Leni, you'll just have fun."

"What's that? As an Orc man, aren't you irresponsible?

In Helen's grumpy response, Geng scratched the back of his ear with sharp nails. I washed it with plenty of soap in a large bath in the mansion of one, two, three, so it was the awesome, wild furrows that are now fuzzy. That's oddly ticklish.

"I'm sure you might. You can't. But you know what, Mr. Helen? I'm not talking about the range anymore if the movement in the world is a race or a town. My hand... no, no, not within reach of my head."

Throw the BBQ skewers you get on the street all at once into your mouth and pull the skewers out of between your fangs.

"Ugh!... unless you think you can flip a whole lot of anything by yourself."

It doesn't matter what one person thinks, so Leni must have come to one, two, three to find out “what everyone thinks," Geng says.

"How can that be the conclusion of one, two, three?"

"It's easy."

Another bottle, grab a meat skewer.

"That guy's talking to the most people of all races and classes, right? So you know the greatest people and the people who live there. Come on."

What Leni wanted was to meet with the Queen before the Demons.

The request was quickly accepted, as it was also convenient for Imeraria for things to carry in turn.

Leni talks to Imeraria as the representative of the Beast Nation, Helen assists him, and Geng is supposed to be an escort at once.

One, two, three were mere directions.

Imeraria must have ordered me. Sabnak was waiting for them in the square in front of the royal castle.

At the behest of Queen Imeraria, the square in front of the royal castle, temporarily restricted in access, is idle. On a newly-built pedestal of more than two metres in the centre of the square and on the living head of Barrzephon, known as the 'Neck of the Demon', which is exposed with a magical seal on it, when it enters the eyes of the Demon tribe, it becomes a problem, which means that it is hung with a cloth and tied up with rope, and beside it looks like a street lamp waiting to be repaired.

"You should come this far."

"One, two, three, will you not see His Majesty?

"He has no business."

In an unsatisfactory manner, Sabnak becomes dissatisfied with his face. He was one of the few people who knew the next king's father was one, two, three. My wife herself has told me that she would be a father at the same time.

When I heard myself, I was so happy to run around and dance until my wife Sibula hit me and stopped me, what about the man in front of me?

"... To be honest, I missed you a little on this one. I'm not saying take responsibility, but at least say something...... Ugh!

"Fool, you are"

One, two, three grabbed him by the neck, and Sabnak stepped forward to be dragged by one, two, three, shorter than himself.

"Are you guys going to smash the situation that you wanted?

"So, but..."

Four fingers firmly press the carotid vertebra and the thumb plunges into the carotid artery.

"You want to discover and create a situation where some stupid nobleman pushes you over to me? Are you going to create a situation where you're finally going to give birth to the second royalty who wants to stop by and make you a puppet and they're going to die?

One, two, and three, who let go of his hand to thrust, glanced at the subnak that could peel.

"I only cooperated once because I thought his thoughts were interesting. That's all."

Sabnak, who dropped off one, two, three with tears as he left, brutally wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

"Uh... I showed you my pity. Your Majesty is waiting for you."

"Thanks"

Thanking Subnak for leading the way, Leni only looks at one, two, three backs for a moment before walking out.

Helen and the others rushing after him, who were solidifying after seeing where one, two, three, was angry.

"Hey, Leni. Are you okay without one, two, three?

"Hmmm...... to be honest, thank you the other way around as we are, huh?

Don't tell Mr. One, Two, Three, Leni laughed in a whisper.

"Why not. If you know one, two, three, even a human queen is bad..."

"Helen, you can't do that."

Shake your head. The smell of soap spread from the shaking hair.

"We Beasts need to stand and live on our feet... We want to be friends with one, two, three, other people, but we don't want to be slaves."

In order not to, I couldn't help but be scared, but now I have to talk to a great man, and Leni shoved and killed a trembling voice and whined that the Beast tribe had to look for a way to live as a Beast tribe.

Turned faces are not the usual loose smiles. It was blue and hard to pull.

Like, Helen holds Leni's hand. It's a little pen. Till this thin fingertip, it was nervous and chilled out.

"I'll follow you right...... yeah, I'll work with you"

"Yeah, thanks. Helen."

That's what I said and laughed at Leni's face, and Helen was just a little relieved.