My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

Two and one walk silently down the road with red leaves laid on the ground as if they were red carpets.

Most of all, one is not on foot, but on his shoulder.

"... so? How far are you going to follow me?"

Crowe said without seeing Amelia walking next to herself on her own.

"Until You Nod"

Amelia also replies without looking at Crowe's face.

Crowe laughed with his nose.

"Then give up. I am not going to take a disciple or teach anything else about technology. In the first place, it's not a sweet little trick for a princess to master where she wanted to be."

But Amelia doesn't back down because she doesn't look good and she's stubborn.

I shook my tail at night.

"That's how ready I am. To catch up with Akira, that's a natural effort."

Crowe shook his head and quickened his gait.

Of course, Amelia follows suit.

"... how can this guy give up, demon"

After a short walk, Crowe finally saw the night due to too much perseverance.

At night I laugh and answer with my nose like an earlier crow.

"Give it up. Miss Amelia's bad giving up and the size of her stomach is the best in the world"

After that word, Crowe finally stopped.

"Once upon a time I tried to take a disciple and teach him my moves like the rest of them did. He broke his mind and left me alone."

Amelia, is that it? I tilt my neck like I said though.

"I am strong. Though he may be weaker than you, the Golden Rank Adventurer, chosen to represent the race."

Amelia says pale as a crush.

Crowe stared at the side of it.

"It would be obvious. It doesn't matter what race you were born into. Something strong wins."

The wind blows, Amelia's gray hair and red leaves dance and dance.

The night was just bypassing the fantastic sight.

The command from the Lord, Jing, is on Amelia.

I never intended to pinch my mouth.

"Even the weak have a chance to regenerate death. Fight to make sure you take that chance. Akira grabbed it with her own hands. Now it's my turn"

Hold hands in for a long time.

"Tell me your moves... no, I want you to teach me the moves of the first brave man"

"... and well here's the thing.

Miles looked at my face after he talked about the common sense of the name of manners in the guild as a pain in the ass.

The content can really come and go, including proper apologies when you feel bad about it, bans on food and drink without money, and so on.

"You have a dueling system."

I say what I care most about.

Miles looked a little troubled and laughed.

"Yeah. It's growing in numbers year after year, and now it's the entertainment of the bloody public. There seems to be a wager."

I hear that the Beasts are overwhelmingly more bloody than the rest of the tribe, so well the dueling system can snort.

Of course, there is no dueling system in the Adventurer Guild of the People and Elves.

You think the Alliance is taking the lead so that no unfair bets are made in the Adventurer Alliance of the Beast Clan?

"In the meantime, the Adventurer Alliance unregistered people and the Yellow Rank party fought on the boulevard, and after being hit so hard, the people were guests of the Alliance Master, and after being stripped of their ranks, they were thrown out of the city with the magic done by the young man"

Oh, it's like I've heard it somewhere.

Must be the one where some assassin says he used it on Dashi to show strength?

"With that said, the master's guests are just as dressed as assassins like you..."

Look at me, the mileage hardens.

"Are you all right? You look pale."

It was so funny pointing at me and puffing my mouth.

"Hey, adventurer, what's wrong with pointing?"

Another adventurer emerges from the back of a mile that stays motionless.

The man looked at my face and tilted his neck.

"You sure..."

I remember his face, too.

The answer is given by the other side before worrying about where it might be.

"You're the assassin who was metaphorically turning the yellow rank party on the boulevard."

When I heard that, I rang my hand too.

"Oh, a guild official pushed backwards by Ringa"

And not each other? and look at his face.

Miles was puffy and trembling when he saw those two.

"Well for now, I'm Yamato. Greetings."

Yamato who really coughs up and offers his right hand.

I held that hand firmly.

Don't remind me of Kyosuke anywhere.

"I'm Jing Oda. Nice to meet you."