My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

"Now the two of you will be awarded an award and prize by the President of the Games Committee!!

I stepped out of the venue and took the stage.

I can't see Amelia's face properly from the refrain venue.

On the glittering stage, Amelia is smiling and waving over here.

I responded with a smile.

I cheer because I mistakenly believe that the man around me has been shaken by me.

"Well, then, the 256th Beauty Men Contest, Best Award in the Beauty Division, Princess Amelia, Rusty. You were honored in the 256th Beautiful Men and Women Contest. Therefore, I hereby commend you. President of the Games Committee, Lapin"

The spotlight sparkles, illuminating the two receiving awards and the rabbit beast tribe.

Unchanged in phase, the fatty sweaty Beastman tribe handed the awards to both of them with a slightly trembling hand.

Is it called Lapin?

"Uh, it's a winning prize, but we were late arriving, and we can give it to you tomorrow, okay?

I could see Amelia nodding without one or two to the words.

Its eyes shine in search of unknown food.

Does that mean I will be staying here today?

I wonder if there's an inn I can take now...

There are about five hundred people in this town, but it doesn't necessarily mean people won't sneak in from other towns, and at least half of the contestants will stay, so if you suck, it's wild lodging.

Me, Amelia, I'm used to the night, and I was vice knight leader, Mr. Ziehl, and I was an adventurer. Regardless of Crowe, will Kyosuke and the others be okay?

"I'm fine, too."

Following Amelia, Lattice Nail also laughed and acknowledged Nico.

I guess I was missing one when I was preparing the prize because it was the unusual number one concentrator.

The rabbit beast tribe looks hoarse.

"... that's a disgusting face"

The rabbit's face should not have looked like something meaningful.

It's a kind of prophetic feeling I've had since I've been on this continent.

Weird but tangled up, Amelia grabbed, demons flooded from the labyrinth, fighting demons and dying, brave men coming, going to take part in contests, getting to know the demon king's daughter...

You're treading and kicking.

I wonder if there's anyone more troublesome looking at the world than we are.

Who, the plague god?

... Me.

'Now I would like to close the contest with this! Thank you for joining us, everyone! Next year will be held in the People's Territory, in the Laitis Country!!

I unwittingly blow.

Speaking of the laitis country, it is the country where we were summoned, where I was dressed in wet clothes and where the majority of my classmates still remain.

It's the biggest nation in the people's realm, and it would certainly be just right to open a contest or something big.

There was green, and I think there was a beautiful lake.

It's a beautiful country now that I think about it.

Honestly, as long as I have that king and princess, I will never like that country.

Second, I felt people's signs in front of me and looked up.

It's my weakness to lose sight of you once you think about it.

But fortunately, what was in front of me was Mr. Crowe and Mr. Ziehl as to where they had been.

"Hey, I need to talk to you a little bit. Let's go."

"Oh, man."

A bit of a dim spot into the alley ahead of you two forcefully pulling your hand.

It was a serious and damp place, far from the vibrant atmosphere of the contest.

The two let go when they come to an invisible position from the contest venue.

"... what are you doing here?"

When they frowned and raised their dissatisfaction between their eyebrows, they looked at each other before speaking out.

"Actually, we were looking for an inn one foot away, thinking we'd be staying anyway."

"So I heard rumors. I thought I'd let you know."

I shut my mouth trying to thank you.

What is a good rumor?

At least, I guess the fact that it's not in my ear that was on the table is the information behind it.

The information behind it is information sold by informants and assassination operators.

They cannot live every day unless they are sensitive to information.

So that information is always fresh, even though it is credible.

I'm supposed to be on their side, too, but somehow I'm on the front.

He nodded at me in an instant and Crowe proceeded.

"It's a coincidence that I got this information, but apparently, every year, the winner of this tournament goes missing. And the inhabitants of the table don't know that. I know that's why it's that amount of participants, but still a little strange, don't you think?

Not in the slightest.

Very strange.

"When it comes to the residents in the back, the majority of people work with the table. How come the rumors aren't spreading?

When I say it, they look at each other.

"And this strange thing that I didn't know about it. No matter how much he was hiding, he was careful with the information, both on the table and behind.... which means that rumors only flow to some people, knowing information I haven't got my hands on. Information is controlled so that it doesn't flow easily behind it either. And when it comes to information I haven't got my hands on, I get a big idea."

If anything, Crowe answered with a disgusting face.

Trafficking-related.