My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

There was no trouble in the ship that I said this, but rather trouble came from over there after I got off the ship.

No, did I call you?

"Hey there kid, put the elf woman next door down and lose it"

"... what?

Yeah, I totally lost it.

The fact that Amelia is the owner of an unrivalled beauty, and the fact that a mediocre face lines up next to her, it becomes very noticeable.

In no time you will be surrounded by men of the Beast clan.

I don't know very well because of the fur but my face is red and I must have been drinking all morning because of the intense smell of alcohol.

And the men were lowering the Adventurer Alliance dock tag from their necks.

The color is yellow.

It's a warrior party from gear and to see.

Is the yellow about under the top gold so far?

You count third from the bottom, so you count faster from the bottom.

Whatever Fake is, even the world eye has confirmed that the men only possess warrior-based skills.

Miscellaneous fish... No, Mob?

You're a comic book a lot, the one that doesn't even paint your face.

I mean, the cat ears and tails of a tough guy don't demand it, and it's disgusting.

At least plastic surgery your face or take your cat ears and tail and then come back out.

The men of the Beast tribe, who in their hearts did not know I was thinking that, thought I was freaked out and could say nothing, and gave them a humble laugh.

I sighed deeply so I couldn't hear myself around.

"... ha, temple recovery. Me B"

"Akira, shall I crush it?

"No, if I don't, they'll be after me forever"

When I met Amelia, what I thought was right.

With that said, whatever the beautifully aligned Elves are, this may be the first time they've walked in the midst of so many normal humans.

"Hey, what the fuck are you talking about? I'm not interested in men, am I? Or are you better off?

That's what the leader man yelled at me like he was upset.

Short temperatures are damaging, I just wanted to say, but I'm getting cocky on the line right now.

"Who says you're interested in what?

I can see my mouth angle rising myself.

The night is desperate to stop me from my shoulders, but through to hear it later.

Now, what do we do with these guys?

Anyway, if you're just gonna treat me like a faggot, don't look at Amelia with dirty eyes.

"In the meantime, come from the one who wants to die because I'll deal with him."

"Ahhh?

That being said, I'm not gonna kill you. I quickly-bent my fingers without giving out a dark vessel or a "Night Knife God”.

"You're telling me that a human kid can beat us in the Beast Clan?

"If you want to escape, it's time now, right?

"Isn't it time you missed your mom's milk?

"If you turn us against the enemy, it's gonna suck, right?

Now Amelia reacted perfectly.

I shook my head like the night was a jerk over my shoulder.

"I don't think it would taste good if you guys made a scene like this."

Amelia says when she sees the public gathering around us.

As soon as Amelia spoke, all she'd ever done was shut up and be protected by me, the men faded.

I reacted not to Amelia's words, but to her beautiful voice.

"Hey, did you hear that? Voice Now"

"Oh, shit"

"I don't care about kids like that."

"How much do you think it would be if I sold it?

I think I put up with it a lot.

As much as I want to compliment myself.

But there's a limit to patience in boulders.

I put my hand forward.

Amelia reaches out and tries to stop me knowing what I'm trying to do.

but as soon as I could, I was pronouncing that word.

"Shadow Magic Activation"

Yeah, I'll tell you what, of course I don't do everything I can to activate shadow magic all over a city like this.

Because even if the men of the general public who heard Amelia look at Amelia with their beastly eyes, they're better than these guys who just haven't acted.

Besides, even if Amelia wears a hood now, it's pointless to stand out so far.

Then you'd better prove I'm strong and have me give up.

"Don't do it, Lord."

"Guh!!

"Damn it! What is this!!

"Oh, shit! I can't take it!

He smashed the shadow into the men's eyes.

And I remotely coated that shadow to the eyeball.

I mean, you're temporarily blind.

I haven't shown my strength, but according to the people who see it, you know what I'm capable of.

"Well, let's do it."

Suddenly, a voice rose from inside the gallery.

The hedge cracks and one long-sleeved man walks through the frigging crowd in a relaxed motion.

Is that ear and tail a leopard?

He was a refreshing looking man dressed in black clothes.

But his face is energetic, and his facial expressions are not moving.

"That voice...!

"Yay!

"Fuck, damn it!!

"Why is that guy here!?

From the reaction of the gallery and the men, he's apparently a great man.

You look young, but you're amazing.

And, no, no, no. Shut up.

"Well, shall we introduce ourselves first? I am Ringa, the man who binds the Adventurer Alliance of this city. Nice to meet you, son of a man."

"I'm Jing Oda. Nice to meet you. If you're the Alliance Master, you're a quick talker. This is a letter from the Elf King."

"Well, that sounds like a pretty good case for a brush elusive guy to write."

The people around me are obsessed with what I called Mr. Ringa, but I don't care either because the person at the time doesn't care.

When I gave him the King's letter from the elf, Mr. Ringa opened it on the spot and started reading it.

"I see, quite interesting. And the letters are dirty."

"Don't tell him in front of my daughter."

Looking at Amelia in the first place, Amelia doesn't seem to care, and seems busier with Mr. Linga's observations than that.

"Hmm, does that mean Princess Amelia? You've got a lot of guts coming this time of year."

"... at this time of year?

I react to words that squeal like I'm impressed with my hands on my chin.

What's that supposed to mean?

"Don't you know you're here. Well, let's go to the Adventurer Alliance.... Yeah, just in the right place. Yamato, the dwarves there, after they're removed from the Adventurer Alliance, strip them of their bodies and let them go into the field."

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Ringa, with his curly heels back, looked down with cold eyes at the men still squatting, as I recall, and ordered the young man who was nearby to do so.

Apparently, someone who works for the Adventurer Guild happened to be nearby.

As Mr. Ringa moves on, the pedestrian walls open on their own.

The gaze that people are turning to Mr. Ringa is fear.

What did this man do?

"You're quite a schemer, too."

That's what Mr. Ringa said and saw me on the road to the Alliance, where it became less popular.

I laugh naughty.

"I'm glad you rode. Amelia will be safe for the time being."

"Uh... Akira, what do you mean?

Amelia and the night as Kyoton.

These two are somewhat honest or pure, anyway, oblivious to what I said measures or traps.

I explained it for both of us.