My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

The overhead greenery is shaken by the wind, and there is a time of calm that does not seem to be in the woods where dangerous demons are walking wide.

Nevertheless, only nature is calm, and humans do not.

"Crowe, if you're so upset, the damage will come this way, will you stop?"

I accidentally said that to Crowe, who was scattered around after I met his mother.

Ginn stares at me with a sharp eye, and then realizes he's lost his word.

Who decided to be static?

I can't return it to the water basin and not have the words I put out.

I lay my belly around it, and then I lay more words on it.

The three women preparing the camp are also anxious to stop their hands and see how this one looks.

I waved away that it was all right for once, but he worries about the swordswallowing atmosphere.

"The battle earlier was also terrible. What the hell is wrong with you?

I know what caused it, but I still couldn't help but ask.

That Crowe was attacked behind his back during the battle with the demons and was sheltered and reprimanded by Amelia.

It's been a while since the fire started, but it never seems to catch fire.

There were countless little demonic stones rolling around the crow that no longer had the built-in magic.

Even if it is a demon, it is gained by consuming one life.

It is not for the little demon stone to become meaningless.

If you say so, Crowe right now is just a pompous trick to be bothering around.

Usually floating clowns also get pompous when certain people get involved.

Somehow, it's troublesome from the current situation, but I was just a little relieved to see Crowe's human face.

It was like pouring gasoline into Crowe's angry flames, but after all these years of living, he didn't yell pointlessly, and his anger quickly quenched fire and turned that way with one evil looking face.

……

It's really fresh to bend your mouth to a letter to it that looks uncomfortable.

Crowe's reaction since he met his mother looks like a kid about elementary school.

It's easier to understand than the look on your face, the tail that was slapped bitterly bitter on the ground earlier is now drooling like a dog when you're being scolded.

"... that woman didn't ask anything about her sister"

Make sure that the pompous and crow squeak and say.

A dripping tail swayed to the side.

Now I look a little lonely.

Crowe has apparently forgotten his previous poker face somewhere.

"The other day was the first time I had seen Baba since I jumped out of the house with my sister. There's no way he doesn't know about my sister's death. And yet there was no word."

That's why he said he was upset.

I leaned my neck towards an emotion I was not familiar with.

My family and Crowe's seem similar in terms of having a sister in a mother-child family, but they don't look alike in terms of family relationships.

"What words did Crowe expect from his mother? Did you want me to scold you for letting me die?

I kind of feel like I'm dealing with someone younger than myself.

To my question Crowe shook his head sideways reflexively.

And I breathed much more like I noticed something.

"No, I'm not, I'm..."

That being said, Crowe shut up.

I sigh and take the new little demon stone out of my nostalgia.

"Well, that's all right, but I'll make sure you keep your word."

Throw the removed demon stone into a bunch of dried branches gathered before the crow.

The fire quickly burned into the branches.