Summoned Slaughterer

Malphas, staring at one, two, three, was about the same height as the left, but his body grew one turn larger, his nails sharp, and thicker.

"Sounds like you worked hard inside. All right, all right, if that's all you're gonna get me, I'm gonna deal with you right."

With that said, one, two, three, stored the sickle, but did not try to pull out the knife, saying whether or not.

Malfus gives a frustrating look to one, two, three, who doesn't even try to set their hands down with a blah blah blah blah.

"Uh-oh!

"So."

One, two, three, slapped Malphas' head directly from the front and off the track with his right hand, pushed the flank full of gaps back with a forward kick.

"I'm not willing to deny the shouting, but if you don't need to tell me when to attack, shut him up. If you can't even attack without a voice, go home."

Out of the way, he grabs the demon soldier's head and calmly points it out as he slaps him to the ground. And state your decision with a sigh.

"You're at the limit of this. There will be some things to do when you have a little more body... but pig warriors who don't want to know the difference in power from their opponents are the last ones to lose their lives in no time, right? Well, pathetically, I don't have to think about it. Use them effectively."

Avoid the motion of Malphas, wielding his uninhibited nails, so lightly and sparingly that he is likely to sing even in his nose.

"Alyssa! Come here a minute!

He sounded right, so that he could slip between the demons through the entrance and exit of the square, and Alyssa came running.

"What? What?

"I'm going to give you my last class now. Keep an eye on it."

"What... yeah!

Alyssa caught on to the last word, but responds immediately. AC that shouldn't have been there. I don't want to waste that time.

"By the way, Alyssa"

"Yes!"

"There's a saying that Awkward Speed beats Skilled. Simply put, judging and acting quickly means it's better than delaying, even if it's slightly crude."

Alyssa stands silent and stared at by one, two, three. With tons of sweat all over your face.

"If you have a plan, do you still have a guy who's behind on the battlefield? When I get back to Focalol, I want you to be honest with Kym and reflect."

"Yes, no..."

I look at Alyssa shrugging her shoulders small, and one, two, three laugh small.

"Well, here we go."

Again, turn to Malphas.

Behind it, Oliga slipped in to fit her back together.

"I will keep out of the way"

"Right. I got it."

"Alyssa, take a good look. What you see and hear on this occasion must be conveyed to the soldiers of Phocarol and to the fighters of this world."

"Yeah! Thanks!

Oliga snorted at Alyssa's energetic reply. The figure then moves, scattering multiple blades of wind, chopping the soldiers of the demon tribe around with an iron fan.

"That's why. I'll use it well as a teaching material.... come crazily to death. You won't be studying soon enough."

During the conversation, Malphas, who was appropriately embellished, seems to have blood on his head, which is conveyed by rough breathing and roaring.

One, two, three were a little discouraged when they stood up to put their nails forward and saw Malphas trying to repeat the same attack as before.

"The Beasts are always like this... in that sense, was Leni there?"

For the Beasts, and for one, two, three.

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Imeraria has decided to see with her own eyes the results of what she is trying to do.

Unlike Wepal, who was watching how he was doing with a large grain of sweat on his grey skin, Imeralia had eyes like she had pushed all her emotions to death, looking down the square calmly.

He also watched silently as Midas fell into the demonic attack and was being evacuated.

"Mr. Midas......"

Behind Imeraria, Sabnak, who was similarly watching, leaked his voice.

As she turns to that voice, I can see her watching the war, sweating as cold as Wepal did. That look was somewhere funny, and for the first time since the start of the fight, Imeralia laughed softly with her hands on her mouth.

Sabnak, who noticed the queen's grin, distorted her face. I don't know what to describe it as, but it looks like Imeraria as if it definitely contains maybe confusion.

"Your Majesty...?

"Oh, I'm sorry I laughed. Mr. Sabnak, you are my escort, so don't be distracted by all your eyes."

"Excuse me, sir."

Wiping the sweat, Sabnak corrected his posture. Still, I can't help but keep my gaze off the square.

"Looks like Mr. Midas is injured."

"Seems so"

"I'm worried about you... although it would be weird for me to say so"

"Such a thing... Your Majesty will be glad to see you, Mr. Midas"

"The cause is on me, though. Still?"

"It's..."

Sabnak mumbled.

I guess he couldn't decide whether to admit it or not.

"I heard something mean."

When he turns his sight to the square again, one, two, three, thinks of the beast man and the boy, talking about something towards Alyssa, who had at some point come near the center.

"Why do the Beasts...?

"He wanted to fight one, two, three, and joined the Demons."

Wepal opened his mouth as he stared at the son of the beast man.

"So, on this battlefield?

"I didn't call you. I'm still too young for boulders, and I was on my way to training."

At the instigation of Bassim and other demonic soldiers, Wepal said he must have appeared here amid an unscheduled transfer group.

"It seems that the man has destroyed every settlement of his family. I didn't take the back, but I believed.... Only that kid wants to help you..."

I knew that was impossible for Wepal, who put it in his mouth. Already he stood before one, two, three and attacked with clear hostility.

"I guess I can't...... if I could at least reward you with one arrow, I'd have to hope so"

"No, it's a good time"

Imeralia had also been watching one, two or three movements with the Beast Clan for a while, but apparently she called Alyssa to see if she was trying to tell her something towards Alyssa and let her stand beside her. One, two, three, they're going to stand in front of her and intercept the Beast Man again.

"Master One, Two, Three's movement has stopped. … it's a good time"

"Wait a minute! Well, then, that kid's gonna get involved!

"You deserve it."

"Nothing has to be at this time..."

"There is no guarantee that you will miss this and have other opportunities"

Imeraria did not just turn her face toward Puse, but walked over to its vicinity.

"What happens if we activate the junction now?

"... depending on the timing, is it just Mr. One, Two, Three, or will you be involved too, Malfus..."

"Malphas?"

"Son of that Beastman tribe. You know him too, don't you?

Wepal also stands in front of Puse. The somewhat tall Wepal would start to look down, but Puse stared back, just as he did when we met in the wilderness.

"Yeah. I know. I didn't know the cause with Mr. One, Two, Three..."

Puse turned his gaze back to Imeraria to ask for his opinion.

It was Imeraria who was thinking with her eyes closed, but she decided to, she opened her eyes firmly and her blue eyes captured Puse.

"" After all, whoever did it or did it will have to accept the results "…"

Imeraria recited the words that one, two, three, spoke when he followed the royal castle. In words, they sting their own minds once again. In the end, the choice of Imeraria is creating this situation because I can feel it.

"The situation now is that everything he does has just bounced back on himself. It was also as a result of his choice that this situation came to pass.... I don't mind. Mr. Puse, get started."

"Hey, you!

Even Wepal's attempt to clog in on the cold-opinioned Imeraria was hampered by the subnak that broke in between.

"Are you going to stop us here? So far the situation has progressed."

Imeraria spread her right arm and pointed to the square.

"What do you do afterwards, for stopping me or Mr. Poose? Do you want to start a full battle with humans? Beyond that, are you prepared to fight against Dear One, Two, Three?

"Ku......"

"Let's cut it off as a trivial sacrifice. Mr. Poose, too, is that good?

"Wow, I get it..."

Puse reluctantly showed acceptance. Inside, I have decided to let Malphas escape wherever possible, but to be honest, I didn't know if I would be able to isolate him in time for putting up a barrier now.

Anyway, we just have to start, and Puse grabs the wand and starts chanting to materialize the barrier. Stop to the extent that two or three people let in around one, two or three, and distribute magic to the stubbornness of the barrier over the size of the area.

As soon as the magic flowed through the wand and the invisible force reached the perimeter of one, two, and three, Puse's eyes met Origa.

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"... oh. Shall we begin now?"

One, two, three, who was explaining to Alyssa as she showed her movements in action about dealing with the Beastmen using nails and fangs, felt a disturbing flow of force at her feet.

"Ha, ha..."

As a practice opponent, Malphas, who continued to be swept away by things that didn't get a lot of scratches, was no longer the limit of his strength.

I have a rough breath and only my eyes are glowing, but I am tired enough to lift my arms up already.

"It's about time....... Alyssa"

"Yeah."

"Let me tell you one last good thing."

One, two, three held his fist as he squeezed his strength, peeled his fangs and looked sideways at the impending Malphas.

"Creatures die without bleeding"

One, two, three slips beneath his opponent to break his knee and dive in against Malphas, who jumped up for his throat.

He put the downward momentum on his fist as it was and struck him hard with Malphas' heart turned.

Vibrations rushed through Malphas' body, which was knocked hard through his chest, causing serious damage to his sternum and ribs.

And the heart panics with an unintentional shock.

"... ugh..."

Conscious or not, Malphas fell powerless when he opened his eyes and leaked only one word of groaning.

And I won't move again.

"The human body is rugged and brittle. If this guy had a bigger body or a more developed muscle, he probably wouldn't have died to this extent."

One, two, three looked down at Malphas, carefully savoring the sensation of taking his life in his hands.

Even with bruising marks, not a drop of blood flowing, and no cut wounds found, that corpse also appears to be asleep.

"Alyssa, go"

Farewell words that are too simple.

There is no smile or anger in the face of one, two, three. Staring straight at Alyssa.

"One, two, three... After all, together..."

"No. I thought you had the job."

"But... yeah. It was my best. I'm sorry. Um, thanks. You helped me and taught me all kinds of things... it was fun! If I don't meet Mr. One, Two, Three..."

"What if, I don't need"

One, two, three laughed at Alyssa in a hurry to find the words.

"It's the result of your choice. I would have heard it when I did the medicine. I should have lived my life the way I wanted. Keep doing that. It's your life. I don't know."

"Ah...... yeah!

One last thank you, Alyssa, who, unfortunately many times turning around, left, chopping up the demons on the sidelines.

"Oh man...... Well, that's him later."

Looking up, Imeraria stares at this one, and next to it Puse clings to the wand with some desperate look.

One, two, three, who already knew what they were after, felt the magic spreading at their feet, yet took no measures. No, he's shaking his left hand dyed black.

There are still demons hissing around.

Scratching out the flying fireball with his left hand, one, two, three immediately found Origa.

"Have a good one, huh? If it's true, it would be more convenient for you to stay there."

While his breath is starting to rise, Origa carries out magical restraint in a way that extends beyond power, slaughtering him with an iron fan from an enemy in close proximity.

The magic she developed based on the tips she got from one, two, three, ended up with all that material just stored in the focarol, and no one was taught. If she were still young and vigorously spreading her skills about magic in this world, the war might have changed again.

Besides, that's an unlikely change of direction in the world where there was one, two, three. In a moment, a sufficiently mature magic technique could easily be slaughtered away by even one, two, three.

"After that, shall we expect the rest of them? But it's hard for me to be so easily locked up. Come on, what are you guys gonna do about it?

Barriers that started to look nagging. One, two, three. I also remember seeing this in the elves. I saw Wepal look complicated next to Imeraria, and he accidentally laughed.

"That's a very thick, narrow shape."

Softly touching with his left hand, his fingertips buried against the barrier.

"Yikes..."

Waving his left hand as it was, the barrier was scraped away.

In addition, one, two, three, pulled the knife out of his hips with a pluck, and launched a series of punches down from the reverse toward the barrier in front of him.

Pair it with the hole put on first with your left hand, with a big hole in the barrier.

I guess I figured out the situation. I see Puse panicking on the balcony.

"Come on, you just won't be thinking easily about trapping me. What are you gonna do with this hand and this knife?

One, two, three words and gaze were straight towards Imeraria.