Summoned Slaughterer

The meeting between Queen Imeraria and Leni, the representative of the Beast Nation, began soothingly.

Leni rejoiced in the prepared baked confectionery and tea, and the fruit he brought in return was magically chilled, cut and lined up next to the baked confectionery. The brilliant, refreshing sweetness, unlike sugar, entertained Imeraria.

"It's a delicious fruit. Isn't it precious?

"Yes. It's enough to be found occasionally. But it's not something I can keep, and someone might take it, so I usually eat it right away"

"So this is..."

"One, two, three kept some, so I got it."

For a moment, the hand extended by Imeraria stopped. But there is no sin in fruit. Pick up another one and carry it to your mouth.

I wiped my fingertips wet in fruit juice with a handkerchief.

"If you just eat, you won't be able to talk."

Correcting his abode, Imeraria saw once again the beast man of the rabbit sitting in front of him, the beast man of the rabbit next to him. I don't know if he's a wolf or a dog standing behind him, but the man's beast man is scared, so he keeps his gaze out.

Fluffy white hair, as far as the decent drooping eyed sheep beast man is concerned, he doesn't look very much like someone tying up a beast beast man, such as a wolf or a tiger. The beast man of the rabbit sitting next to her also has a slightly more attentive eye, but I can see all the nervousness in a place called the Royal Castle, and depending on the way she looks at it, she even looks more smiling.

Imeraria's impression was "very much the same as human beings". Beastmen, whether they were escort dogs or wolves, were the faces of the beast itself, but women had a normal human face that just “looked like it” around the tip of their nose. Perhaps among the beasts, they are different in race and individual.

"So you think you want to talk to me? You've come all the way to the corner, so let me tell you something."

"That's the first one, then.... In your meeting with the coming Demon Clan, where does Your Majesty consider the landing site?

Suddenly he was asked a question that went into the core, and Imeraria accidentally stared at Leni.

"I know it's a lame question. But even as us, we carry the future of the Beastmen. Please, tell me."

"... ok. Naturally, no one in this country, including me, is thinking about fighting the Demons."

"We actually saw the front line, but your country is pushing the Demons completely at the border. Even as it is, your country will not be harmed. If we can move Mr. One, Two, Three, there will be no doubt of victory. A victory would make it easier to incorporate an individual, a very powerful demonic race, as a force of war, and to fight other nations. Still?"

With the name of one, two, three again, Imeraria raised the level of vigilance in her heart. Words that are going to get sleepy, spinning in adorable voices, say only good parts of the battle on the back of their tones.

But now Imeraria will not be flushed there.

"I speak because I seem to be misled, and I do not want to fight Holland, my neighbour. Recently, we were able to help solve the problem in that country, but we are satisfied with the result that we have once again confirmed our position as friends. And..."

Seeing Leni not having any particular reaction to the words so far, Imeraria could not grasp the intent of the question.

"One, two, three are no longer retired lords of the aristocracy. I am not in a position to order at the convenience of the kingdom."

"What about being asked to do with some kind of reward?

"I don't think we can have enough rewards to convince him. As a kingdom, I am ashamed..."

"It's easy."

Leni, in a nutshell, blocked the words of Imeraria.

"" Kill the demon tribe. Nobody else gets in the way "... in this one word, can you take it on pleasantly?

Knowing him, Imeralia praised Leni. And I feel a strange sense of superiority that I don't understand it well yet.

The Raven Man, who has yet to utter a word, even seemed nervous about Leni's words. Apparently, he hasn't been to a meeting or anything.

"... that word, turning the Demon into the Beast, seems to make sense."

"Right.... will it?

"You're not surprised."

Leni laughed as Imeralia looked surprised.

"We're the ones who said it, but I know we're unlikely to accept it. If that's how it works, we're already begging you to defeat the Beasts."

"Ugh..."

If there is a technique of manipulating one, two, three, it is also used to reduce the number of humans, which Leni declared to be clear of.

"Besides, isn't Her Majesty trying to stop relying on Mr. One, Two, Three?

"Why, do you think so?

"While I was in the town of Rhone on the border, I heard a lot about it. Your Majesty's work in the battle with Holland. And about training the knights."

"... how does that lead to not relying on one, two, three deities?

Imeralia wanted to check in the separate room to see if her voice wasn't trembling.

Miraculously, a sip of tea subsided the throat tremor.

"Build a defense that doesn't rely on Mr. One, Twenty-Three. The declaration of retirement may happen, but the easy acceptance of the retirement of someone who did a good job of being a hero. Training for the knights. None of this is a handover to the next generation too soon, even given Mr. One, Two, Three's age. I was just wondering if one, two, three would make a difference to protect the country without you."

It's just an imagination, Leni laughs fuzzily, but how many people think Imeraria thinks just like the girl in front of her...... no, one, two, three thinks the same thing herself, and does declaring retirement intend to hold it back? Maybe I took on the training......

"Your Majesty?

Leni spoke anxiously to Imeraria, who was sweating.

"Yeah, yeah, it's okay, it's... More than that, you missed the point. Whatever the situation in our country, war wins in a short period of time through overwhelming force. If you can't do that, you're only going to waste your life and blood taxes on the people (pranks). Sometimes it will be necessary to fight, but if it is balanced, it is also important for the King to maintain it and protect the interests of the people."

I turned back forcefully.

Leni seems to have no intention of mentioning one, two, three any more, and replies quietly, "Okay."

"The first, you were told. Is there anything else?

"Yes, before I do, I have to apologize for one thing"

I didn't know what Leni meant, and Imeraria snapped her neck.

"We already know about our plan to eliminate Mr. One Twenty-Three from this country... No, this world"

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"I heard it from a leading source."

Imeraria, considering the possibility of contact during Leni's visit to the King's Capital, wondered if it was Origa who leaked the plan.

But it was immediately denied.

"It's been a long time since the Royal Castle. Since I spoke to the Chancellor?"

From behind Leni's head, a man with a blue and white face was peeking into his face.

"I'm Mr. Reaper. Please include this man and us as one, two, three of your countermeasures, hosted by Your Grace."

"I can only embody my neck with my power shredded," says Reaper, just my neck, but Leni ignores it.

"I can make a good suggestion. Instead, we'd like you to prepare a residence for the Beasts, or we can develop a part of the wilderness for us."

What do you think, Leni asks.

How long would it have been to twitch and scorch your back? Imeraria eventually accepted Leni's request.

☺☻☺

"Midas"

"And Count Toono... no, you were retired"

Speaking to Midas was one, two, three who was sending Leni to wander around near the castle.

"Hey, come on."

One, two, three, who took Midas all over the city, with or without a say, pointed to one man.

The man is talking to someone like the owner of the store in a city busy with the big news of Queen's pregnancy. The perfect fit was a simple ascent and descent of hemp, carrying large baggage and wearing tightly wrapped cloth and fixed boots so that you could tell you were a traveling merchant.

"What's wrong with him?

There are many merchants entering and leaving the Wang capital. Most people come back and forth to bring the products of the provinces, but few of them say to blossom in the Wang capital with it in their hands. I don't know which the man in question is, but in Midas' eyes, he only looked like one of those commonplace merchants.

"It's not technique or anything like that, so it's a hassle to explain... OK, look at that. Doesn't your ear look a little pointy?

If you keep an eye on it as you're told, sure, the tip of your feelings ears is sharp. But to that extent, it is individuality.

"I don't know if I can see it from here, but look in your eyes. It's green, but any color is usually black in the middle of your eyes."

Listening to one, two, three voices speaking with their index fingers open their eyes as "Akanbe," Midas diligently narrowed his eyes and stared at the merchant's face, but he just couldn't see that far.

"He's a little reddish in the middle of his eye. That matches the characteristics of the Demon Clan... what do you think?

"How... you think he's a demon?

"That's the thing. Then let's go with the answer match."

Put down the bewildered Midas, one, two, three went straight to the man.

As he followed, Midas remembered when one, two, three, first went out of the castle to the town. I was surprised by the sudden surveillance order, that day I chased a man dressed in civilian clothes and dressed in a young strange outfit.

I was quickly spotted and just as embarrassed as I was when I was new. I couldn't even tell my wife.

That's when he walks down the street cutting the wind with his shoulders, like that time.

And I don't know what I'm going to do just like that time, I'm going to put pressure on myself.

"Damn, don't shrink your life expectancy every time you see him..."

In front of me, one, two, three spoke to the man.

"You got a minute?

"Uh, yes. What is it? Can I get you anything?

He was called from the side, and the man smiled so that he would do so to all his guests.

The shopkeeper, who was the talker, laughed as soon as he saw the face of one, two, three and began to notice, and pulled himself into the back of the store if he needed anything.

"Shall we talk over there for a second? Of the demons, ahhh... I don't care what your name is"

"What? What are you talking about?

"Well, it's my job to hide it. Let's respect it. Not now."

With Midas, who has caught up, he is forced to pull the man and enter the cafe where he was spreading the table along the street.

"Three cups of tea. And rice, please. Whatever tastes good"

One, two, and three, who had just placed their order on their own, sat shallow in the chair, with the knife on their hips intact.

The man who was told he was a demon doesn't seem to realize, but Midas knows that this is not the usual way to sit down one, two, three. If anything, I guess I'm making sure I can move quickly.

Midas was nervous. If you're a normal human opponent, one, two, three can't get this far.

"There was a lot of fat rice at the Demons' place. Come here. The food's delicious, so you're surprised.

To one, two, three, who decides to speak with the Devil Nation entirely, the man finally showed his grumpy face.

"It's a mistake. It's a misunderstanding that you're a demon."

"Heh, you know the Demons? For a mere merchant, you know it well."

"Heh, this is information I purchased from Fecarol. I rushed over here talking about the demons coming..."

"F“ wo. "Carol. I'm still attached to that. Make no mistake. … and it's Midas."

Next to the merchant who is softening with his hips floating, he turns his gaze to Midas, who is stifling his body so that he can look at the man and move whenever he wants.

"If you're so nervous, you're going to move extra dull. So, the story of the Demons coming here is something that's been largely announced?

"… no, we plan to mobilize soldiers to occupy the road and lead the way just before the date and time is set"

"It's a little strange that you don't know my face for keeping such a secret."

One, two, three, who grabbed the merchant's head and embarked on himself, stares into the man's eyes.

"Ko, are you going to kill...?

I look at one, two, three black eyes looming in front of me, and I release the same words that I admit to being a demon tribe.

"I want to kill you. Like a hungry demon, it hasn't been filled in a while. I want to kill him."

But one, two, three let go, and sit in the chair.

"More fun, I can't eat enough meals waiting, I can still put up with it for a while"

The demonic man could not understand, but Midas shouts with his voice pressed to the fullest.

"Hey, what are you going to do!

"Hey? I want to work with you for the future of mankind. Is there a problem?

"Her Majesty the Queen does not want a fight. Please, I want you to weigh yourself...!

"That would be how the Demons move. Huh?"

Asked, the Demons shake their heads sideways saying they "don't know".

"I have not been asked what Mr. Wepal intended!

"Oh, yeah."

When one, two, and three fingers grabbed his neck, the demons lightly lost their minds.

"Catch it, and use it to practice seeing through the Demons. I guess we should take a more serious look around town thinking these guys are getting into it quite a bit."

"You can bring it without worrying," he told the clerk, sitting tight in the chair, one, two, three, who was away and watching what was going on.

As a precaution, Midas, who tied the Demon Clan up behind his back, ordered the soldier who had travelled through the vicinity to take it to the nearby Knights' quarters.

"Again, I'd like you to weigh in. Thank you for this. But we no longer need an extra battle in this world"

"Phew...... Well, if that's what you think, maybe that's fine."

Then one, two, three, went on to speak to Midas, who tried to walk away.

"Hey, Midas. Who do you think will survive who thinks there won't be a fight, or who thinks there might be a fight?

"... you taught me. There may be a battle. You have to be."

"Off the hook."

Uh, and Midas turned around with a dumb voice.

"When there is a battle, if we move calmly, we can survive. Even if we can move quickly, it won't make sense to run into the enemy."

From the dishes arranged on the table, start by snuggling the fish body with a fork and throwing it into your mouth.

"Oh, look at that. Who is the enemy and who is on your side. I wonder what anyone you trust can count on. So, when you have to, does that help you?

"What are you trying to say?"

"Nothing. It's just a little chat."

One, two, three, which took me to the meal in earnest, said nothing more.

A week after the event that even made Midas suspicious, he brought the demons and the elves and the beasts, and the armies of Focarol came to the king's capital.