Summoned Slaughterer

Leni, who left the conference room with Zanger, told the Orson Grande knight who was following him in the name of a guide and escort. "I want to go outside".

"Come here, then"

Repeated additions to the castle are complicated and require guidance to the entrance and exit.

About behind the knights, Leni and Zanger led the way, a few walking around was a rare sight enough to receive an inexorable glance from those working in the castle.

"... so what does Lady Sheep have in mind?

With a small voice, Xanger speaks to Leni.

"I'll talk to you after I leave the castle. If you're comfortable with our story, it would help if you could help me..."

"Right. Well, let's just get out of here. Stone buildings are a little uncomfortable for elves."

Soft chairs aren't bad, but Xanger laughs.

Walking for about five minutes, at the location of the castle gate, Leni spoke to the knight.

"That's all right so far. I know the way to the inn."

"Really? Well, if you need anything, come to the castle."

"Yes, thank you"

The knight dropped off the walking Leni, but naturally the surveillance is on. Leni's assumption is that around the corner through the square, someone dressed as a town person should follow him.

"I'll explain now"

"Please. The queen said yes, but you can't sleep in peace."

To Xanger's grass, Leni broke up with him. Leni, who did not know his grandparents' faces, felt a strange and relaxing atmosphere in Zanger's floating presence.

With his loose face, Leni talks about Zanger being surprised.

"The Queen intends to cause disturbances in front of the castle.... Looks like you're going to seal one, two, three with magic. I don't know why, but Mr. Poose said he'd cooperate."

Leni continued her words toward Xanger, who was looking out for her thoughtfully.

"I have also finished talking to the Queen of the Demon Nation to some extent. Soon it will begin."

"Well, let's get out of here."

"We should run, but we'll use this to improve the position of the Beastmen because it's a corner"

"Improving your position? What are you up to?

Leni narrowly answered Xanger with his neck hanging.

"That one, two, three, will be fighting a collective opponent... then let's help the nearby civilians escape. You can greatly appeal to the footwork of the Beast Clan.... How about elf people too? This is an opportunity to show the magical defensive skill the elves have. I'm sure all humans will be surprised and thank the elves."

Xanger didn't have a voice for a while. To the fact that a young Beastman girl is trying to master the hearts and minds as if to “make them do it”.

But when it comes to the future of the species, it is "apart from this”.

"... I'll work with you. Let's just say it moves at the behest of the sheep lady."

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Royal castle balcony.

There now stood two queens. No escort, no squire, the two of us standing.

Like Nobu, Wepal is sweating his grey face with nervousness against Imeraria, who has a faceless expression on his white face.

There's one, two, three over there.

One, two, three, pointing back at the castle, where Imeraria pointed, I can see him talking to Midas.

Positional relationships include a square in front of the castle, one, two, three close to the entrance and exit. Beyond that, Orson Grande soldiers line up a little extra time before the entrance, turning their backs on the castle and guarding.

In the square there are horses on which the soldiers and demons of Focarol have rode, about a few of whom they have taken care of.

"If you summon a soldier to the other side of Mr. One, Twenty-Three, a knight will march out from this side falsely in defense. Pinch him, and I will activate the sealed magic while Mr. Poose locks the one, two, three men into the magic of the junction."

"... that's easy for you to say"

Wepal is putting an army of about fifty men on standby at Vichy's base. It's a disposable force led by Bashim, aligned for bondage with Imeraria. Even if Bashim kills one, two, three, he shall be executed for having fought at will in another country. Wepal doesn't even think that he can win.

"This side has the Knights, and the Square has a strong Focarol soldier. There are also guard soldiers and knights in town, as well as commanders. The horse… If there is any damage, we will make amends."

So you should do it fully, Imeralia smiles.

Wepal wanted to go home now. One, two, three and this queen, humans are probably out of their minds. I am also losing confidence in seeing the people of the occupied Vichy.

But by saying no here, what will happen?

A woman named Imeralia might turn him against the Demons to exhaust one, two, three. In that case, the demons who were able to go out into the corner may now disappear from history forever.

Wepal had no great ambition, but he was unwilling to leave his name as a fool.

"Okay.... It's a little far away, will you concentrate?

"Yeah, well, we'll be ready for you too."

When Imeralia turns around, a poose of elves, with two canes, creeps out onto the balcony.

Receiving a luxuriously decorated wand, Imeraria lined up next to Wepal, and Puse also stood next to him holding the wand.

"Let's get started"

Inside, Imeraria was apologizing to Wepar and Puse, as well as to the knights and soldiers. This is an ass wipe for the failure of Imeralia and her father. If it were, it involved many multi-races in the country, rather than the country, at the beginning and end of what Imeraria had to do on its own.

Naturally, my hands reach out to my abdomen.

To my child, I decided to take over this country safely.

Cry or apologize, at the end of the day.

"Here we go."

Hearing Wepal's voice, he raised his face, which he did not know to lean over.

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One, two, three, we're going back to town.

Speaking softly, Leni was forced to stop after being grabbed by his neck from behind in an attempt to pass next to one, two, three.

Instead of Leni, who is surprised and voiceless, Helen protests.

"Hey, what are you doing!

"I'm just gonna get you a stuck bug"

One, two, three, who removed the gloves by trying to bite the fingertips of his empty left hand, showed Leni how to pull something out of his back.

"Look, go. It's good to go ahead of people because you're slow on your feet, but don't go in the wrong place because fools say so."

Poop, Leni, open to throw away, grabbed her neck and laughed.

"After all, no enemies to Mr. One, Two, Three"

"Just go. Out of the way."

What, and Helen and Zanger hurried ahead, but only Leni stared at the face of one, two, three.

"What?

"Thank you!

To Leni with his head down, one, two, three shakes his right hand away.

"If you appreciate it, make an interesting world and show it to me. There's nothing else I want you to do."

"Okay!

Wave and Leni runs away.

Even in the meantime, something caught in the left hand of one, two, three was deformed and rampant in the face of a skinny man, scattering black misty objects.

"What is that?

"I tried to use it to kill people, it's an abalone shard."

Answering Midas' question, one, two, three black hands squeezed the face of Reaper.

"... has it begun"

The first thing that emerged was a black circle about volleyball.

The surface of the “gate”, which became a semi-circle about four metres in diameter without standing for ten seconds, was as calm as a lake surface without a single wind.

"This is..."

"The enemy is coming."

"... Huh?

"Go to the soldiers on the town side. The demon army is coming in."

There's no clapping, either, but Midas, who was looking at one, two, three faces, decided to believe and ran out.

"Oh man...... has it finally begun"

One, two, three, who stuck his gloves into his nostrils and turned his neck and shoulders to loosen them up, positioned the knife.

One first. A demonic man emerged from the darkness.

"I thought it was finally time... you had a good start. To ravage the humans, we must start with you."

The one-handed demon tribe, Bashim, saw one, two, three faces, with his teeth out and a savage grin.

"What, you? Doesn't Wepal have any big men either? At least I expected a guy with some more teeth... well, okay"

"You!"

A fiercely elevated bashim exercised his ability to float two knife-shaped blades into the universe. In the meantime, one demonic soldier after another appears from the dark gate.

The Focarol soldiers who were in the square quickly rise and take their weapons, kicking down multiple cars and turning them into defensive walls. At the entrance and exit, the voice of Midas sounded, and the knight and the soldier turned and turned right and pulled out their swords towards the castle.

From further afield, Leni and Helen are heard calling on the inhabitants to evacuate.

In the meantime, one, two, three won't even try to touch the pattern.

"Look, your arm's over there."

"Why not!?

The tip to which one, two, three, pointed was a pedestal mounted in the center of the square. covered with cloth. It stands as if it had been abandoned with potpounds.

"I keep it in a case with you. Look, you should go get it yourself."

To teasing rhetoric, while guillotining his back teeth, Bashim slowly heads to the pedestal, distancing himself from one, two, three.

Keeping his gaze pointed at one, two, three, when his extended right hand touched the pedestal, he used a blade that remained afloat and slashed and tore the cover as he pressed the feeling of deviation.

Even in the meantime, the demonic soldiers appear before Zorro Zorro and one, two, three, spreading left and right through the square as it floods out of a narrow space.

Both the National Army and Focarol soldiers were looking nervously at the condition, and from the castle a fully armed cavalry finally appeared in line. The number is about forty.

Bashim laughs with his nose, knowing he was surrounded.

"Are you going to rely on the numbers to crush... but"

I can't stop the demon tribe being thrown out the gate. There are already more than fifty armed soldiers out there without interruption.

When he saw the demons hissing to surround himself, one, two, three touched the sword for the first time. I just put my hands on it gently, without pulling it out.

"What is this..."

When he heard Bashim's stunned voice, one, two, and three glanced up at the edge of his mouth. Moments, run out.

With his neck still alive, Bassim spun momentum around his neck and looked at one, two, three, when he saw the unusual Barzephone staring at him.

And what I saw was one, two, three knees.

"Here we go! Don't hesitate to call me!

One, two, three, jumped lightly, screaming, kneeling into Bassim's face and then putting a cube of demons on the depicted pedestal sealing Barzephone with his head.

"Join me, Barr. Do something! Be patient because your body is weak."

From one, two, and three, when he saw the bashim with his back of his head cracked, Barzephon bled like a thread from under his neck, touching Bashim.

One, two, three, who saw it, stepped over the pedestal.

When I dare to make a loud noise and land, I look up at the Imeralias overlooking me on the balcony.

And I pulled the knife out.

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"Growing numbers? What the hell is going on!

To the number of soldiers who had clearly exceeded the number they had ordered Bashim to refrain from, Wepal raised his voice and pummeled feelings of surprise and anger.

Leave it to the numbers, and in the unlikely event that demon soldiers push into the castle, the battle of the mud becomes inevitable.

Rotate your head desperately, which is going to be confused, and close the gate first.

Soon after, at the scratchy gate, about two soldiers seemed to have their bodies cut off a thousand times, but anger at their subordinates, who imitated at will, distracted them from its ascent.

"I'm sorry, but I'll be downstairs in a minute to stop the soldiers. Not like this..."

Stay where you are.

Imeraria blocked Wepal's words at a calm pace.

"A large number of people is a good thing at this time. Those are..."

Imeraria with a wand fingers the demons as they twist and spread to occupy the square.

"Is it okay to treat dead soldiers? If so, isn't it good? Watch here... don't tell me you're leaving now, okay?

Wepal couldn't find the words to answer and shifted his gaze from the neat white face of Imeraria, which was nailed, to one, two, three under his eyes.

One, two, three, were looking up at this one.

"Things have already moved. The battle has already begun. I command the knights soldiers to push the situation… some knights, accompanied by soldiers, make it seem to help one, two, three, seal the movement"

If it can be contained to some extent, Imeraria lightly explains that Puse is supposed to use the magic barrier to trap one, two, three.

"Yes, I'm sorry if I told you, but I don't think I can limit that man's movements where it took a bunch of humans to multiply it by how much brawl he said."

"Right. If it was just the soldiers, it would be. But our soldiers are not the only ones who plan to jump out of the castle to help."

While talking, in the square, the demon soldiers flock to one, two, three, with the exception of some of the people who moved to help Bashim.

"Other than soldiers?

"Yeah, I asked the one who knew him best."

Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew from behind the balcony.

A small, light emeraria came down, and one woman ran by its side, literally jumping out of the balcony.

It would be due to the magic of the wind. Winds all over the blue robe and flies towards the square to be sucked in.

This is Mr. Oliga, wife of Lady One, Two, Three.

To the outdated Wepal, Imeralia smiles as she finishes her dress disturbed by the wind.

"Take a good look. The slayer, summoned from another world by a foolish princess, is betrayed in her body and sealed by an outrageous queen."