My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

The explanation was to be given in Ringa's room on the guild.

Well, I don't know where or who's listening, and I don't know how much civilization in this world is.

I don't know which is harder to ask outside or in Mr. Ringa's room, but it seemed to me that the Alliance Master, who is feared by the people, was a bit more.

"This is the Adventurer Alliance."

That being said, it was a thin, filthy tavern where Mr. Ringa would hesitate to enter, with no deviation whatsoever from opening the door.

"Heh."

Go inside, I raise my voice unexpectedly.

Unlike the exterior, some adventurer guilds are kept quite clean.

Did you renovate the tavern and build it, the counter is that of the tavern?

The request was printed on paper and the difficulty was divided by color and affixed to the liquor store wall.

Something's a guild as I imagined.

Do they also function properly in the tavern, a few adventurous people were drinking at the tables and chairs that were set up.

The moment Mr. Ringa entered the guild, he didn't even say it was noisy, but within the guild, where there was quite a conversation, he quieted down.

Several adventurers who were drinking are blurring their faces as if they had woken up drunk at once.

It seemed like a comfortable space without it.

"Guildmaster, Guildmaster! What are you doing here today?

"Oh, Miles, you. They are my guests. Bring me a drink for the number of people in the room."

"Yes! Ok!!

Alliance officials like puppies came out of the counter, listened to Mr. Ringa's instructions, and then went back to the counter.

My constant away hearing picks up a conversation across the counter.

"Ah, Mr. Ringa, I really don't know what you're thinking."

"Well, you look in a good mood this time, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes. Besides, if you think you rarely show up, you're gonna get in trouble because this is how you come along with someone."

"On top of the large number of people this time, the Elves obey the demons... No, that's a lot of penetration."

"Which squire is a squire in the first place?

"Miss Elf tribe, you were cute... That's the goddess."

"I don't care, but for now, Miles, take this first"

"Ugh,... yes"

You're scared because apparently you don't know what you're thinking?

It was common to not know what others were thinking, but do the Beastmen differ in their standards as well?

"Call me wherever you want. Well, it's full of paperwork and there's nowhere else to sit."

Guildmaster's room was up the stairs behind the counter to the left.

Furniture is only on shelves and sofas, desks and chairs that are heavily packed with books.

A large amount of paperwork is kept in that room without a sense of life except on the couch.

The lack of a bet shows that it is not Mr. Ringa's living space, but does it really rarely show up, as I heard earlier?

Don't you just not show up from a regular entrance?

No, if so, why would you do that?

Now, let's talk about what happened earlier.

"Oh, oh."

I sit back on the couch and think about it, and that's what Mr. Ringa said and sat in his chair.

I'll explain it to you at night with Amelia, who hasn't figured it out yet.

"First of all, you know that the magic I unleashed has such delicate control that it puts the needle hole through from a meter away, right?

The two people, knowing the magical difficulty, nodded violently.

Remotely manipulate small, concentrated magic on eyeballs.

Especially at night, if you don't imagine the subject of a proper transformation, you will understand very well because the magic itself won't activate.

"I didn't do it flashy, I deliberately used moves that would give me strength. Now, Amelia, why?"

"Eh, because if it's about flashy, someone with a little strength can do it?

When asked without any gesture, Amelia suddenly remained surprised and still had a good answer.

I scratch Amelia's head around.

"Correct! So at night, what can I show you my strength?

"... as long as you're not the one with the liver still in place, we may not mind while the Lord is here."

stroke the hair of the night with the opposite hand.

Exactly, you're furry on both hands.

"Correct. So what's the downside?

"The Lord's strength has been revealed. If a man of strength wouldn't be surprised to see the magic controls earlier, he'd be fine with it. '

I held up the night and nodded my face at the fur.

Yes, you're right.

"Besides, I dared to break Amelia's identity."

"Did you want the general public to escape knowing you were royal?

"Yes."

I'm sorry I didn't talk to you, Amelia smiled a little and shook her neck loosely.

"You can do whatever Akira wants. I don't care what they do."

"... Amelia..."

"Lord Linga, are you out there?

"No, it's quite interesting"

The night grinned bitterly at the suddenly expansive peachy space, and Ringa grinned securely.

"Did you intentionally have Ringa?

"Oh, that wasn't on purpose. As it happens, thanks to my eyes, I figured out Mr. Ringa was the Alliance Master, so I thought I'd get involved.

If I follow a ton of eyes.

Amelia gave me a quick and convincing look.

I don't know what to talk about. Ringa pointing her mouth.

I laughed bitterly at the childish tricks besides my thoughts.