My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

"In the meantime, I'm really sorry! Raul, I don't mind hitting you in the neck, so please give the Adventurer Guild a break!

"Ew! You sold me!!

The adventurers who spoke ill were drunk in my words, blued their faces and left the Adventurer Guild, so I sat in an empty seat at Kelia's suggestion, but it's funny that tea shopping is a couple cartoons.

Other guild officials watched with laughter instead of stopping.

By the way, he hasn't moved still on my shoulder like a figurine at night to keep the Beastmen from scaring him, but he shivers and laughs from time to time.

"Neither the Adventurer's Guild nor any of you have any fathers. My heart was narrower. I'm sorry."

I bowed my head to say that Amelia had also been completely detoxified by the couple cartoons that were playing in front of her, saying too much.

And Kelia panics.

Meanwhile, the person in question was turning that way and swelling his cheeks.

You're a kid.

"No! Everything is your fault, Raul! Look, Raul, you owe me an apology too."

Kelia held Raul's head down and let him bow his head where such a force was in his white, thin arms like he had never been exposed to the sun.

Is this girl really human?

This is the first time I've doubted The World Eye.

"Oh, my God! What the fuck!

"Speaking of the original, Raul, it's because you speak ill of me! Besides, the first person I met wouldn't beat me up for pointing at a picture star! You promised me that before! I'll ban you from here!

When will this end?

Somewhere I was convinced that Ken Couple might be a word referring to them.

It just embodies that we're close enough to fight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Princess Amelia and the Dark Assassin are in awe."

"Oh, but I'm sorry!

A man of the yarn clan in blue japanese clothes called out, and they finally stopped hanging out.

I keep my head down. I narrow my eyes as I wave that I don't care about Kelia.

What about assassins with names on their faces?

Well, I've never done anything like an assassin.

"I'll see you first. I am a deputy guild master at the Urk Adventurer Guild, my name is Mamor. No more rumors between you two."

That's a slightly Japanese name and clothes.

No, are there fewer people wearing Japanese clothes?

Because the country of Yamato in the people is a Japanese-like country, is it from there?

Mamor dropped her gaze on me and Amelia's fingers.

"No matter how fake it appears, there's nothing else you two wear that deep a" ring. "

Following Mamor's gaze, it was his left hand pharmacopoeia.

Unlike other wounds, that mark, which I put on quite deeply, remains intact without being covered by a sore lid.

The same was true of Amelia's fingers.

"What, you're also known here"

"Yes, but few really hurt each other's fingers like the two of you, usually putting iron rings on their fingers, but more like the two of you if you don't even know when your turn will die, such as being adventurers to each other"

Amelia tilted her neck to the words.

From the look on his face he's not surprised, he's heard of the "ring".

"But Leah said there are more people in the castle who are wearing marks"

"I hear there are a lot of colorful shacks in the castle, so I thought it was probably like marking. The marks won't disappear completely without a powerful healing magic."

I see, does it also play a role like cheating prevention?

I didn't know.

"Anyway, these two aren't fake, Master Raul"

Apparently, the line so far has been what I was describing to Raul.

but the person in question is blurred.

"... are you really the" Dark Assassin "?

No reply to Makoto's words, his dull gold eyes pointed straight at me.

I nod bewildered by the difference I had earlier when I was having seizures like a child.

"I don't really like that name, but it's me"

And when he heard it, Raul sat down on the ground, bowing his head.

It's a stunning dungeon where you remembered.

"Sorry!!!

"... what?

All of a sudden, I raised my dumb voice.

Kelia explained to me from the side that she was confused by Raul, who wouldn't raise her face.

"Actually, Mr. Raul, I'm a fan of Dear" Dark Assassin ". He was in Ur when there was a massive flood of demons in the Brute Labyrinth, and he saw the" Dark Assassin "in the distance..."

At that time, I was frustrated to know Amelia had been caught and let go of shadow magic, but where was that element of becoming a fan?

A black shadow swallows the demons.

There will only be elements of fear.

At least, I think I would have lost my back when I was in Japan.

"Then someone dressed like" Dark Assassin "stuck around... Raul, you're an idiot, so I figured that someone I admired couldn't possibly be here."

What the hell is that?

How is that supposed to be the idea?

I accidentally opened my mouth and stopped.

Sure, it would be strange for an assassin to be walking out in grandeur during the day, but there would be no reason if he was stuck in the same outfit.

Or is the fan a fan or a bee?

"Uh...... Why would it be equals to stick with a guy in the same outfit as being a fan of mine?

When I asked Raul, who kept his head down, he answered, though he had a grumpy voice.

"I tried to imitate you. I followed you. I'm reflecting."

Are you the one who got caught by the police?

I don't know if the thought circuit is really stupid or not looking over there... I don't get it.

In the meantime, I could tell from watching my interactions with Kelia that a serious sermon would not work for the person in this hand.

"... in the meantime, don't do it anymore. Keep your head up."

"Ugh!"

Raul looked up after responding well.

Those eyes sparkle.

I had a bad feeling.