Summoned Slaughtere Chapter 8

The number of PVs and points has increased surprisingly.

Thank you very much.

This time it was unexpectedly long.

"Can I be satisfied with even one lookout!"

The Marquis of Ragline, Kashimoral Vad Ragline, couldn't control his anger and threw a splendidly patterned pottery cup in his hand at the man kneeling in front of him.

On the forehead, pieces of crushed cups were scattered along with the wine left inside.

The man who bleeds from his forehead and crouches silently is a watchman who escapes in a hurry with a couple of attacks. The flank was only lightly cut, so I wrapped the cloth roughly.

"Why don't you do that? I'm in trouble because the number of people has decreased."

"Orobas" It doesn't matter what your circumstances are. Just think about getting rid of the brave as soon as po ible. "

A man called Orobas smiles and has honey-colored hair. I scooped up and sighed. I kicked a man in pain next to me.

"Hey, go to the waiting room and wake everyone up to prepare your weapons"

On the face of a frivolous Yuu man Say in a low voice that doesn't suit you.

"If it's true, it's a failure to dispose of it. Even you have a lot of manpower. Work hard."

The reply is reasonable. Then, the watchman desperately left the room.

The Marquis, who was watching it, turned an unpleasant face to Orobas.

"Do you want to do it now?"

"That's right ..."

The wizard laughed under the hood at Pajo's words, holding his shoulders and taking a distance.

"Well, you don't know much about our magical tools. You're dre ed as a whore, but is it an Othon Grande dog?"

As the wizard speaks, Hifumi approaches.

"Nuu!"

One hundred and twenty-three thrusts are deflected by the sudden wind.

The stormy wind rolled up the documents scattered on the floor, flew the pen on the desk, and knocked down the chair.

The candlestick collapsed and the documents on the desk burned out.

"Hmm, is there such a way to use magic?"

Even though the fire is spreading, I don't care about the wind. The wizard was sweating inwardly, looking at the one and two who were impre ed with the magic.

If it was as intended, the gust would have blown the sword and made it round.

However, at the moment of receiving the wind, Hifumi changed the angle according to the direction of the wind and pulled it quickly to minimize the effect. It is an amazing ability to respond to magic that is first seen and invisible.

A new person came into the room while the wizard thought that even if he could win, it might not be unharmed.

Marquis Ragline in the next room.

"Stra , what's the situation like this! ... you!"

The Marquis who found a few faces The moment I was in a rage and tried to scream something, a strong wind pushed the Marquis' back. It was the work of a wizard called Strat.

It was already after he had escaped when Hifumi, who calmly knocked down the Marquis who was blown toward him, returned his gaze to Stra . Perhaps it is also a magic for movement, the sign moves away at a high speed.

"... Did you escape?"

The fire is already burning from the desk to the cluttered documents.

"Pajo, do you have the documents?"

"Yes, it's okay .... Hey!"

When Pajo, who stopped bleeding from the wound cut by Stra with a cloth torn from the dre , turned his face, he saw a shocking scene in which Hifumi threw the fainted Marquis out of the invading window. I jumped into.

"Don't worry. I haven't killed you yet."

When Pajo hurriedly looked under the window, the Marquis fell into the planting. There was a figure of. One leg is bent in a strange direction, but it seems to be alive.

"Well, it's a me "

"And do you jump off?"

" It's natural. If you go through a room where the enemy is me ing around, you'll be late to escape. "

Looking out the window and seeing Pajo crawling, Hifumi breathes. threw up.

"I can'thelp it. Hold the documents firmly"

"Eh? Hey, no ~~~!"

Pajo was quickly hugged sideways, and Hifumi jumped out of the window without hesitation.