My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

As soon as Akira was gone, the place quieted down.

The brave man in front of me looks at this one with a flicker, but says nothing.

Asahina, to whom Yor was hostile, was still thinking of something.

"... Then why is the princess here for now? And which way are you going to be headed?

As we are silent, a man named Nanase tells me that he is a stranger.

When I looked up and looked at him, he turned away somehow frightened.

I answer with a sigh.

"The final destination is Demon King Castle, at the back of the Demonic Realm. I came to the Beast Nation because Akira's weapon was exhausted, to get Crowe to work out. Talk to Akira and Yoru before deciding whether to go directly from here to Demon King's Castle."

I didn't bother to mention the names of the brave men.

Because Akira didn't seem to want them to follow me.

"Can I ask you next?

After hearing Nanase's reply, please, I turned my attention to the five people who were not sitting in the chair.

"You don't agree with the two of them there, do you? I'm against acting with Akira."

No? Confirming, they nodded.

Weird talking woman, two of the tutor wackos to see as Weno.

The reaction of the other three was ambiguous.

"You unify our opinions before you convince me or Yor. Fortunately, both Akira and Yoru are exhausted, so they'll need time to recover"

I can't say I have a lot of time, but I would still have about the time to put together my thoughts within the party.

When I said that, the brave man who had been silent with a difficult face until then bowed his head.

"I decide to do so. Thank you."

That's how the brave man stood up.

Asahina, next door to the brave man, also takes his seat and greets me, and leaves the room after the brave man.

Others followed suit.

Everyone is polite.

Akira occasionally does, but they're basically polite coming from different worlds.

Speaking of which, I have also heard that people from Yamato, who are on human territory, are very polite.

I'm sure the brave men who founded Yamato came from a place called Nihon, where Akira and the others lived.

"... Yol, do you think Akira wants them to come?

On the table in the living room alone with one person, Yor, who had a difficult face, turned this way.

Golden eyes shoot me through the bottom.

Yor thought for a moment as he was, clapping his shoulders.

'I don't know. I'm not sure what the Lord thinks either. It's just, it seems that that busy lad was close to the Lord's Hall.'

Yor was more stuck than needed by a man named Asahina.

I'm sure you don't like knowing your Lord more than you do.

"Besides, the tutor and the strange speaking woman obviously kept the Lord in hostility. It is not a good idea for such a person and the Lord to act together."

I do snort.

But if you mean harming Akira, what about me?

I nearly killed Akira.

Sure, my body wasn't mine then, but it's still because of my carelessness.

In the first place, it was also my lack of strength that got caught by the Demons.

I don't even have a scar because of "Shadow Magic," but without it Akira would have died.

Seeing me shut up, Yor peeks into my face worried.

'Miss Amelia, don't worry about the labyrinth. As a result, the Lord Hall is not dead, but alive. That's what Mahiro did. Nor would the Lord have thought that Miss Amelia would have wanted to do so'

I made a conscious grin and nodded.

"Yeah. Thanks, Yol"

Yor nodded contentedly at it and thought of something again.

I leave such a yol out of the house.

Entering the nearby woods, I felt the trees welcoming me as a high elf.

The Elves are a species that lives with the woods.

A long time ago, he took a sacred tree over the breadth and richness of the territory, also because other species threatened to cut it off when they managed the forest.

Because that sacred tree is something you should never touch.

- No, I'm not here to think about that now.

For a long time now, whenever my thoughts boil down or I have any problems, this is how I come to the woods and the trees ask me.

I laid my forehead on the trunk of a tree that was welcoming me.

All I can think of is the moment my hand pierced Akira's body.

"... Yol, no. Although it is true that my body did not move at that time of my own volition..."

Hold your fist.

The hand was shaking visibly.

"I... was glad to see the marks I put on Akira's body"

I hated the act of hurting someone I loved so much, but I am so glad that Akira will have my mark.

Because if Akira can find the means to return to the original world, she'll leave me and others alone and go right home.

I heard Akira's mother had to go home because she was very weak and couldn't support her sister alone.

If you go home, you might forget about me.

I might marry a woman who deserves to stand next to Akira, prettier than me.

But if you look at the scars on your body, you might remember me.

It's ugly jealousy.

I used to be jealous of my sister, and now I'm jealous of someone I've never even seen my face.

Oh, ugly.

Distort your mouth to a sense of self-derision.

And there was the sound of a broken branch from above.

Ha, when I look up, my eyes meet the pitch-black eyes that are dispersed in the darkness of night.

The eyes were narrowed satisfactorily.

"I thought you were worried about something, you know?"

My mouth is dry and my head doesn't work well.

It was the name of the person who finally squeezed it out.

"A, Akira......"