"... chip. Have you lost it? There are still some signs…"
By the time Aria got down to Castle Town, the man had already hidden himself.
Although there are still signs, it's pretty thin to just be an assassin.
It is also complete with crowds that are likely to be swallowed up because it is time for humans to become active.
Finding just one man in this state is probably close to impossible.
But Aria's pride won't allow her to let go of the tail she finally grabbed.
He headed toward the crowd with dignity as he fixed his broken outfit.
"- My lady. Alone? Are you out of line?
(What is this woman...? No, it's more convenient)
One woman calls out to Aria, who is following signs of an assassin.
From what you're wearing, you seem to be a fairly common citizen.
He's not a bad guy because he's crouched to fit Aria's gaze.
Simply, I would have been concerned about Aria walking alone.
I also thought I would ignore it, but if I missed this opportunity, I wouldn't be able to talk to him from Aria, so I decided to spoil him and continue the conversation.
"Didn't a dubious man just walk through here?
"Suspicious man...? Um, like I saw it. Like I didn't see it."
"That's enough."
"What? Ah."
Aria realizes it's useless to talk about it any more, cut it off with Bassari without worrying.
If you take too long, the signs may disappear.
Signs are rather vague information, but this woman is less than that.
To the frightened woman, Aria continued to walk without looking back.
(- Hmm? Stopped moving?)
The signs stop moving.
If my senses aren't wrong, it means the assassin stopped moving.
Is there a place nearby, or is it another reason?
The truth of it is unknown, but either way it was a thankful situation from Aria.
Because there is no such thing as Dorothy, we have to look one at a time, but surely the goal is visible.
Relying on the signs, enter the dim, airy alley.
(It's no place to be. The wild dogs and the vagrants seem to prefer it.)
What was spreading in the alley was a totally uncultural outlaw sight.
Furniture that cannot be used anymore, animal bodies, glass fragments, etc. are scattered all over it.
Needless to say, it's not the kind of place people want to get close to.
"Hey, lady. Running away?"
"... hun"
Going back down the alley, one man found Aria.
That looks unusual.
If you look at that identity, you'll see that you've been living in this alley for a long time.
If he lived normally, the face of as many women as he could possibly get close to.
If it wasn't for your beard or your little dirty clothes, you'd be able to catch it right now.
"Don't ignore me. Why are you here all by yourself? I think you're old enough to know where you're not supposed to be."
"Looking for people. Weren't there any suspicious men walking through here?
"Of course I do."
The man laughs hella.
Aria's intuition instantly determined that this man was one of the assassins.
At least, you must have an association with the assassin.
Otherwise, I don't think I can get an instant answer so far without even showing a bare gesture of thinking.
"You want to know? You want to know?
"... right"
The man stands up and approaches Girizilli and Aria.
"What if I told you I'd show you around?
"I'd love to."
- Copy that.
The man grinned creepily and strangled Aria instantly.
It is a fairly familiar move and it turns out that it was originally a soldier-like profession.
But.
Naturally, it can't work for the Demon King, and Aria doesn't even find it painful.
I'm just purposefully accepting it for the benefit of saving myself the hassle of looking.
He was slapping a petite and a man in the arm to appeal to the fact that he was suffering for once while enduring the discomfort of dirty clothes hitting his body.
"... Phew, that was a pretty easy win. Was my brother so freaked out?"
(... endurance, endurance, endurance)
In the form of a shoulder bearing Aria, the man heads to the entrance to the basement a little further away.
In the meantime, Aria pretended to pass out with a lack of patience.