My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

When I opened my eyes in the morning, there was a beautiful girl in front of me.

Consolidate for a few seconds and finally understand what's going on.

With that said, I slept with Amelia in my arms yesterday.

On a fluffy bet, to the soft feel of a girl, super beautiful girl in front.

Is this heaven?

No, rather a hell of a way to keep it from working?

Thinking stuffy, the bet in the back snapped.

Just a little floating around and peeking across Amelia, a huge night was about to rise from the cot.

On nights when the morning is weak, he rises with wrinkles on his forehead and stretches out greatly.

Turning straight behind me, he wrapped my clothes around and clasped them gooey.

"Oh, hey, night?

I broke my arm to keep Amelia awake and left Amelia.

Dragging me off my cot at night silently takes my clothes off.

I took off my clothes and changed while twisting my neck and being urged to do so at night.

If you make me change, then Amelia wakes up too and makes me change clothes.

"What happened at night?"

When I look at my face at night, at night I do one extension and finally open my mouth.

'I asked a blacksmith I knew last night. They're coming now.'

That's all I said, so I went back to my bet.

We look at each other confused.

"How do you know you're coming now?

As they were aligned and necked, the conn and door were knocked.

No, it could be a dong to be exact because it was quite momentum.

"... go ahead."

Once he snuck the dark vessel in his hand, he replied, Hal and the Black Cat Beast Man brought in by Hal.

"It's Mr. Crowe, the blacksmith. He seems to know the devil, so I did a physical exam before bringing him here."

The beast man named Crowe glanced at the night he was lying down in his cot and then looked around to lick me and Amelia's body.

"Oh, oh, thank you, Hal.

Hal left after taking his time to leave.

Crowe opens his mouth in anticipation of the complete disappearance of Hal.

"You seem to have good arms, but you're still a child in terms of spirit. That“ nightmare of Adrea, "they told me. I don't even have to follow the demons there. Needless to say, that elf over there."

“Adrea's Nightmare"?

But it was the capital of the Beast Clan.

Plus, it's a very cocky thing to say about turning your nerves upside down.

"Lord, this is still probably the best blacksmith in the world. I'm having trouble with my personality, and I can't get my guests here."

I lay down on my bet and tell her to look at the wall and the night squeaks.

I was convinced to hear it.

A brave man, but a genius has a problem with character.

"Thank you for explaining. When Adrea's nightmare tells me that much, it lights up a boulder."

I don't see how it lit at all, but it seemed true that I was happy and my tail went up just a little bit.

I see, is this guy Tundre?

"Nice to meet you, I'm Jing Oda. This is Amelia from High Elf."

To introduce myself, Crowe nodded a little and got his hands on it.

Leaning his neck, Crowe intensifies his narrative as irritated.

"Give me the weapon you want me to fix."

Oh, and I put out the Night Knife God.

The moment I see "Night Knife God," Crowe's eyes open for a moment.

I put a sheath-by-sheath knife on Crowe's hand without realizing it.

"... Hmm. Looks like you haven't neglected to take care of it, but you haven't made it. Did you dive into the labyrinth of the people and make a terrible mistake?"

At a glance alone, Amelia gives an admirable voice to that observational eye that points out precisely.

"Fix it?

When I asked, Crowe shook his head.

Like I say, man.

"Who do you think I am? You'll just have a hard time collecting ingredients."

Night again gave me a commentary on Crowe's line, which I observe closely looking from side to side, tapping and watering down to the sun.

"That guy just needs to be repaired, and this one has to give out all the materials and money for the repair. The money is hunting demons and getting them, and the ingredients are troublesome."

When he nodded and glanced back at Crowe, he was about to tear the knife apart.

Leopards, twigs, patterns, etc., are returned.

"There's no problem there. I'll just get the blade. The list of ingredients is given to the demons there."

That's all I said, Amelia chased after Crowe as he left.