My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

The boy pointed his mouth at me when I shut up.

"Hey, tell me about you next time. I'm talking all the time."

I was poked into the void and looked into the boy's eyes.

Crisp, large emerald eyes cloudy with dissatisfaction.

I thought we'd gone away, but surprisingly there was that nearby.

"I don't... I have a sister, too, what's your sister like?

For a moment, I thought it was surprising.

But if you think about it, it was normal for them to have a family too, brothers and sisters, parents and someone they liked.

Both the human race and the beast tribe teach their children best how the devil tribe is a dangerous species, even the elves.

The Demon Clan is always the villain.

It is normal because so far so many human beings have been caught or killed.

Maybe this is also a kind of brainwashing.

It would be unreasonable from a demon tribe that hasn't done anything.

But that's all non-demonic people fear demons.

There was also a perception in me that the Demon Nation was a complete evil with no heart.

That's why I couldn't keep up with being human and understanding that the Demon Boy had a sister.

"... my sister is a strong child. But I recently learned that it was really brittle."

Kirica must have been jealous of me, jealous, and jealous enough to want to kill me.

But that was with me.

If Kirika hadn't exploded, I might have.

"Ever since the Elves were the only ones with sword aptitude, they practiced their swords literally sparingly while they slept, saying they would protect their compatriots, who were only suited for ranged attacks."

Every day, I watched my sister go to the labyrinth, my sister waving bare late at night, my sister slashing a tree that stood out to her enemies.

Because I didn't know how I could be so enthusiastic.

Kirica must have worked hard to get her to see it on par with me.

A sister of the same elf tribe, my only sister to have been born first due to a slight time difference, but at that time I felt as if I was from another race.

"Now I'm a Gold Rank Adventurer, and if it's just combat power, I won't take a pull from the Demons"

"How could a girl like that have been brittle?

Even the boy who was listening quietly asked me strangely.

I laugh bitterly.

Now that I think about it, it's funny that I didn't notice.

Because I also had what Kirika was holding in her chest and inflating.

"I'll skip it because it'll be a long story, but my sister was jealous of me. And he cleverly hid it so that neither your father nor I would know."

We are often told that our personalities are not alike, but I find them very similar.

I'm sure neither your father nor Kirica have noticed my ugly jealousy.

"That exploded and for the first time I knew Kirika was brittle. Jealous of me, screwed up my compatriots who wanted to protect me, deceived your father and called me out like a baby when I was here"

I envy even that.

Amelia, whom the people of the Elves desire, does not do that.

Because that's all that took root in my heart and I refused to even think about it instead of moving on to action.

"Kirika was brittle"

Then what about me?

Kirica's weak because she couldn't stand it?

No, Kirika and Vector are different, but I didn't explode even with the same thoughts. I'm weaker than Kirika.

"That's right. When I went to the Elves, you were the only one I saw, so I wondered what kind of girl my sister was. Then I'll tell you about my sister next time."

The boy said in a bright tone to clear my darkness as I pondered stuffily.

I am intrigued to hear what other siblings have to do with each other.

"My sister is good at manipulating demons! More than me... Yeah, more than anyone in the Demon Clan!

The boy's eyes glowed proudly.

Dazzling.

Suddenly, it looks like an emerald-colored sun has appeared in the labyrinth.

"You know, I like my sister.... Oh, it's not romantic emotion! As a family, of course. But my sister doesn't seem to like me, and she always ignores me."

The sun went down.

A child with intense emotional ups and downs.

Yor is naturally fresh because Akira and I are not much of the emotional type on the table.

These days I know what I'm thinking with the color of my eyes.

"I have such a personality that I thought it might be depressing, so I kept my distance from my sister for a time."

There was a time, too, when I was at a distance from Kirika.

No, I said we were too busy to keep our distance, or we weren't convenient for each other, but I hadn't seen him in a year and he just cried.

I miss you.

It is when the memory of Kirica has not yet been erased from the people of the elves.

"Then I was surprised because my sister couldn't get away from me and thought she hated me, why? I heard."

I laugh when the boy dulls.

The face was unusual and full of charity than when it killed me.

Even I know nothing that I really like my sister.

"Then he said he didn't remember saying he hated your brother. You were really cute then, Lune! Now I don't know why, but they're ignoring me."

I see, is it the same kind of tundelle as Crowe?

The word tundele was taught to Akira, but surprisingly, they have tundele.

The Demon Boys laughing without giving in watching just that was so normal that I didn't think they ordered the Demons to kill me very much.

Rather, I'm sorry to say, but it's more humane than Akira.

Impressively, all demons were faceless, but boys don't.

"Do all demons laugh like you?

The boy laughs at me asking again.

"Lune doesn't laugh much. I wonder if the Demon King would laugh, too. Fourth Cyrus is always mad, isn't he? And then the second Mahiro laughed..."

What a delightful way for Nico and I to tell you the characteristics and names of the Demons.

To the boy who tells me so far, I just got anxious.

It's in this shape, but for once, it's the third of the Demons.

Then you're leaking information because you're absolutely confident you won't return me to Akira and the others.

"Well - should we hurry up because it's time for you to come with us? It took me a few days to get here because I was moving slowly. [M] The bad thing about the labyrinth is that there's no sun and you don't know how long the day's going on."

The boy, who was so grunted, stood up and put his glowing hand on my forehead.

"I haven't slept for a while because it's troublesome when I get busted."

In a gradually fading consciousness, the emerald was glowing with no different glow than earlier.