Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Ooh. Rabu Rabu."

Sit on the appropriate tree and ask how the princess is doing.

Thanks to my research last night overnight, the map in the castle is more or less in my head.

I waited for him to think he would come if he was around the transfer gate, but it seemed like a big win.

"Oh, wow."

This was the first time I had ever seen a transfer gate of this size activate, but it is truly spectacular.

It can't be normal for thousands of humans to metastasize at a time.

The size of the metastasis gate in this castle is unusual compared to other countries.

The fact that it is managed by just one chief magician is also phenomenal.

I suppose that means that the head of the magician has that much strength, but it is a country called Prince Wang, which is not really insulted.

"Well, I'm on your side now, that's fine."

I was rather relieved by more national power than I thought. I can't wait to worry about that in a country where I can't protect the princess when something happens.

For my Lord will be queen of this land in the near future.

"Is that Prince Wang..."

The rumored King Prince, who is credited with being 'totally undeleted'. It was the first time I saw the real thing, but its strength was obvious even from a distance.

I can see that one way of walking is very, very well trained. Complete military type.

But more importantly, it's amazing.

"... awesome magic"

I cannot forbid to be surprised by the amount of magic that Prince Wang possesses.

The magic seeping from my body was concentrated to the extreme, and I was convinced that even 10,000 soldiers would certainly be able to deal with it.

I'm next door, completely different from the man who seems to be the head of the sorcerer regiment, heterogeneous magic.

Is it because I am still royal?

The magic power of the royal family in this country may be special because we feel similar fluctuations from the king nearby.

I continued to observe the two of them, making various inferences.

Prince Wang embraces my fiancée, the Lord of Ole, and looks so happy that he can clearly see it from a distance.

A princess who wraps her arms around the back of that king's prince and responds.

Just looking at that, it turns out this is a happy engagement.

"Oh, yeah. There's no way our princess is going to get engaged to a man she doesn't like..."

There is no way that the Lord, acting on his own mind, would compromise marriage alone.

When I dyed my cheeks with joy and buried my face in the chest of Prince Wang, I knew immediately what I was thinking.

"If the princess is forcing you to marry her you don't want, you could have taken her out."

Yeah. This looks okay.

The princess said it wasn't, but noble marriages are similar everywhere.

It's normal to marry someone your parents decide whether you want it or not.

There is no room for the intrusion of his will anywhere.

This engagement of the princess was also decided by the parents.

So I saw the actual two of them, and if the princess didn't want them, I thought about taking them out without saying whether or not they did.

"Were you worried?"

I smile bitterly when I see the two people who don't blind me and make me squirm.

I didn't really know what I thought about Prince Wang just by talking to the princess, but if I look at the two of them now, I can tell by the boulder. Definitely both thoughts.

And then there is no curtain for me.

If the princess can laugh, that's fine.

Are you disturbing the bugs?

Drop off the princess, who was taken by Prince Wang, and stand up well.

"Oh speaking of which, you hadn't seen the royal settlement yet"

I think the princesses have an idea ahead of them.

- So we're going to find out.

It's not good that the Lord doesn't know where he's headed.

I thought so, and I snuck after the princess again.

◇ ◇ ◇

Having successfully broken into the royal settlement, I was moving behind the ceiling as usual.

The door where the princess and Prince Wang disappeared. It soon became clear that that was the private room of Prince Wang.

I'm not going to see you two snuggling around in your room.

That's why I thought I'd just check and turn back.

"... Shh!?

The moment they entered the room, they suddenly jumped in a panic to the activated junction.

A strong junction covers the whole room and is stretched to block everything.

"What is this..."

I am flabbergasted by the horrible and strong bond that I have said that I will not let one Ant child through.

The junction glistened in gold and stretched out on the mesh wasn't very much, but it wasn't as close as I could get.

The moment you touch the juncture at all, the surgeon will definitely feel you.

Nor could he have come any closer to the detour than he knew what effect this kingdom would have.

"... abuuuuuu"

Cold sweat flows.

I almost got caught up in the vigilance net. Although I was avoided because I saw the moment when the junction would have spread, I think I would have definitely found it otherwise.

Or how horribly bound they are.

"I'm pretty sure it was Prince Wang who strained this... I'm glad I didn't come on the King's assassination mission or anything..."

I answered my voice unexpectedly.

Even a royal assassination request comes when I'm as good as I am.

In fact, some of them got a request, and they ended it.

But I didn't want to take on this man's assassination just because he asked me to.

It's not like we can't get close to the private room.

It's the assassin's basic rule to target the most defenseless moments.

Of course, I don't feel like losing unless I have the means to aim outside the private room, and I'm not the one who can afford it.

But I didn't think I could win by confronting this King Prince directly.

It would be foolish to fight properly with Prince Wang, who is said to defeat 10,000 soldiers on his own.

Assassins can act like assassins on a stage they're good at. That's the iron rule.

And if it's impossible, then not taking it on is another choice.

He's a professional assassin. What's wrong with thinking it's a species with life?

"... well, you don't have to look at this."

Observe from where you are not caught in the kings prince's line and gently leave the spot.

If this is all the junction, no one gets close.

"It's wild to get in the way of the two of you."

Anyway, there's a celebration today.

You'll be out there by then, so you can kill time somewhere until then.

I went back to the general area, thinking it was a good idea.

Successfully confused by the crowd, erasing signs.

I could also make sure the princess was safe and out of strength. It was that moment.

"Huh!?

I felt frightened and murderous. Familiar killer. Things specific to assassins.

Reflectively looking back.

But there's no such thing as a suspicious person there.

The killing that I should have felt was just that moment, and now it was completely gone.

"Are you out of your mind...?

I knew it wasn't, as I told you.

Cold sweat falls.... is there. Sure.

A fairly skilled assassin is lost here.

"... Shit"

tongue-beating and distracting again.

Not if it's blurry. We need to find it and clear it up quickly.

I don't even know who I'm after.

As I watched carefully around in a hurry, there was a sound of metal falling to the floor.

I looked naturally at the floor, knowing that it was dropped by an aristocratic man who passed right next to me.

"Huh!?

Eyes open in amazement.

What was falling on the floor was a rosary of crosses made of silver.

That's not just a cross either.... reverse cross.

I only know one guy with that stuff.

"Back... Teacher."

Whimpering, at the same time, I follow with my eyes the figure of the man who just left. I thought I saw this one.

"Huh... chi... kushi"

I rush to pick up the rosary that fell on the floor and follow the man.

I had no doubt that the man was the rumored 'black traitor'.

The 'black' guild guys I saw last night.

And the art of getting close to the side without me noticing and presenting an item that shows itself.

Everything about it said that the man was a real 'black traitor'.

"What are you going to..."

And why, I'm here.

I bite my teeth at the attitude I just told you to follow me.

It could be a trap. But I didn't have a choice not to go.

"I would have two names, but you know what? I'll make you throw it all up."

You must know about last night.

And about me. Otherwise, it can't be imitated like that.

I switched my switch and whined low.

"... no matter what, I won't let only the princess"

◇ ◇ ◇

Behind an unpopular castle. He looked back where the trees grew.

A cat-eyed man in a child-faced, commonly underprivileged costume.

Straight blue-flavored brunettes even had shoulders.

If it's just the way you look, a gentleman like anywhere else. But I know.

This guy is strong. Not as strong as Prince Wang, but as strong as I am.

"... you're the 'black traitor'?

When I heard that with certainty, the man opened his mouth by further rounding his round eyes.

"Is that it? I thought I hadn't introduced myself yet, but got it?

I'm frustrated with lying tricks.

If you're serious, I've been ridiculed.

"Drop the reverse cross rosary on purpose. You don't even notice that."

"Unlike you, I'm more famous for my work clothes. I was wondering if you could tell I wasn't wearing that."

Reminds me of this guy's work clothes in that word. Certainly black priestly clothes.

I imagined where this man in front of me right now was wearing it.

A gentle priest admired by all. I think I feel nauseous.

"I've become quite famous, too. That's what you are, Red Reaper. Cursed red-eyed reaper. We talked about being blind to one eye, but I knew the rumors weren't going to work. I thought I was screwed with The Curse of Sahaja, and I was alive."

He was pointed at the red eye, the hallmark of the clan, and distorted his face.

I have nothing to tell this guy.

But I needed to listen.

"... how do you know about the curse"

If you put your doubts to the mouth, the traitor spread his arms exaggerated that you would understand.

Strawberry grass seems deliberate.

"When I heard that 'red' was devastated, there are a lot of things headed for the scene. Of course, a good number of people have witnessed the presence of 'red' Jill's in the body.... You may also say that the cause of death is heart rupture. His body showed signs of using a curse. And you're the only one without a body. It's a guess that everyone will understand."

"Oh, I see."

You can tell by using "The Curse of Sahaja". Because it leaves obvious features on the body.

And I'm the only one without a body... well, you know what I mean.

"But why are you surviving? That spell is absolute. You can't be alive. Or have you ever been cursed from the beginning? I don't know if there was a death curse.... Well, let's just say you're Reaper."

"Know what? If you want to think so. What are you doing here?"

Cursed red-eye. I raise my eyebrows only slightly to the words I've been told for a long time.

But now, not if you care about that. We need to know what this guy's up to.

"Whatever they say. I'm an assassin, right? What do you think you're doing besides assassinating me?

I can't help but be frustrated by the manipulation of a man with his neck hanging if I don't know how to be asked.

"... who are you here to kill"

I don't have to tell you that.

I tongued the word. You're absolutely right.

"Yeah, but I'll just tell you one thing. I don't know what you're worried about, but my job is done. All we have to do is return to the country.... my mother's waiting for me."

I had dreamy eyes and felt a disgusting feeling that I couldn't tell the man who grumbled inadvertently.

"Done?

"That's it. The target is dead. It's kind of like being here."

Relieves the man who snorts lightly inside. The job is done. Which means the target wasn't the princess. That's fine.

A little powerless for me, the man just struck me in the hand when I remembered.

"Yeah, well, I'd like to ask you one thing. You're pretty sure you did those guys from our guild last night?

"... oh"

I moved my eyebrows perfectly to the man's words.

I can tell you lied anyway. If I affirmed that, I waved a pat of my hand that it was different.

"Don't get me wrong. Nothing. I don't care about those guys. I'd rather die."

"What is that? You've done your job, haven't you? Then what are those guys doing here?

When I heard what bothered me, I sighed uncomfortably, didn't I?

"True, what the hell are they doing here? I didn't hear anything. [M] I come on my own, and I end up laughing because you're killing me."

I laugh in the back of my throat when I feel good.

"I wanted to kill you before I could annoy you, but I'm a non-target killer. So I'm grateful to you." Red Reaper "that kills everything in his eyes. Your technique was truly remarkable. It's been a long time since I've seen anyone else's work."

"... you don't do it yourself because you have trouble hunting your neck"

If you think about how this man works and point it out to him, do you know who he is? and has sparkled my eyes.

"That's right. That's why I wanted to know. He said he wondered who killed these guys instead of me. That's how I found you. It was a pleasure. That famous, dead Red Reaper is walking right in front of you. I doubted my eyes. They call me a traitor, but all that time, I thought I might try to believe in God again."

It's a lie, but I distort the edge of my mouth with self-derision.

"Why did you do something to make me realize?"

"Well, it's up to me because I wanted to talk to you. There's no way I'd expect to meet a celebrity like you in a foreign country. No wonder you lost the back shield called 'Red' and wondered what you were going to do now, huh?

Yes, the man went on, as he remembered, because I followed the end of those bodies.

"You killed me. [M] I have to do the same guild at the end of the day. It's troublesome to be seen by people in this country."

"The traitors don't clean houses, do they? You're crazy."

When told to throw up, the apostate nodded when often said.

"Whatever. Anyway, I treat you like a freak. [M] I don't care what they say."

I thought I only knew a little about that word.

A tumor, a stranger... an abominable being. Knowing that the man in front of me was the same again, I somehow felt like I was looking at my old self.

So I asked.

"Hard, isn't it?"

"It's none of your business. So, you're not going back to Sahaja?

I grinned bitterly that it was an extra thing to answer when I returned without getting my hair in, and this one responded equally instantly.

"Who's going home"

That's not my country or my place. The very expression of going home is wrong.

If I answered that, the man in front of me tilted his neck wonderfully.

"With as many arms as you, I think that's what any guild would welcome? Or does being in a place like this even serve the king of this country?

"Ha, who"

Except for my lord, the princess, who basically hates royalty.

When I glanced at him not to play witch mountain games, the traitor laughed relieved.

You really look like a cat when you laugh.

"That's right. Good. Well, come back whenever you want to."

"Can I go back to destroying Red?"

Isn't it rather a nomination arrangement?

Though I thought so, the man in front of me purposely showed a surprising trick.

"That's outrageous. You are the Red. [M] 'Red' can always be rebuilt with you. I'm sure even the king will say so."

"Huh!"

"King," the words ripped my shoulders off.

Enemy of my clan. It's never going to happen to him.

"Well, they think you're dead. Why don't you just do what you want? I'm not taking orders from you either."

That being said, the devil slowly stretched out.

"Then I should probably go. I also have to give my mother a souvenir. Yeah, well, I'm keeping that rosary with you...... I was wondering if you could give it back. It's very, very important."

My back bothered to look into my staring eyes.

You really shouldn't leave me like this. I knew that, but this guy said the job was done.

Then this should no longer be irrelevant. I didn't want to fight until I ignored that.

This guy is strong. It was too risky to fight without meaning.

"... then don't drop it"

Black cat eyes stare at this one. He also looks like he enjoys my choices, and that creeps me out even more.

He threw a rosary of reverse crosses in his hand as he strayed his eyes.

The man who received it at risk laughs as relieved.

"No, you're absolutely right. I did it because I thought it was the quickest way for me to figure it out, but now I'm reflecting that I don't have a thought for boulders. I wondered what I would do if I didn't get it back."

"... what are you doing?"

Ask the man that he would not kill except the target, and if he did, the traitor hoisted his mouth.

"Come on? I don't know what to do."

Caress the rosary like it matters and hang it around your neck.

"Well, actually, I'm back safely, and I'm going back to my country in peace. Bye, Red Reaper. It's nice to see you again, isn't it?

"Just go home. And I'm not a reaper. It's Cain."

If you don't like being called "Reaper" or "Reaper," then the movement you were about to turn back on your heels stopped.

"What the fuck?

"... er, can I call you a name?

"Oh, they call me Reaper."

"Yes."

Confused but answering so, the apostate turned here.

And say.

"Then so am I.... will you call me SHARET?

"Share?"

If I returned it that way, Sharet laughed with a surprisingly innocent face.

"My name...... yeah. See you later, Cain."

"Don't ever come back."

I seriously don't want to get involved.

"Ha. That depends on the client."

You know I looked disgusted, but Sharet nodded happily.

And now it's time to turn your back.

I realized the end of the story, and I turned my back again.

I didn't move a step as I was until the signs of Share disappeared completely.