"You seem to have misunderstood something, but I don't despise 'Human Independence' just to save my life. Because--
I spit out a large number of square boxes from my item box in front of the Mad Clown, who had gotten carried away, mistakenly thinking that I had taken everyone in the Racial Kingdom Capital hostage.
This is the box that Mad Clown was talking about when he said something about poison gas.
I've already collected all the placed boxes and neutralized the poison inside.
It's not possible. I'm not sure what to make of this. Oh! You're bluffing! You're trying to trick me with a bluff!
At first, the clown shouted an upsetting line, but soon he couldn't accept the fact and started to make a fuss about it being a bluff to deceive him.
I shrugged my shoulders and let out a slightly exaggerated sigh at his predictable behavior.
I knew you would say that. If you think I'm bluffing, why don't you try activating the magic items I've placed right now? I've already retrieved all of them and they're here now, so it's a useless act.
"Ah!
I'm not sure if you've ever heard of this or not, but I'm sure you've heard of it.
I'm not sure if that's the word that activates the box.
Following the Mad Clown's instructions, some of the boxes in front of me opened with a "snap".
Not all of them were opened, but some of them were opened as a trial.
The contents are already non-toxic, so there's no point in opening them.
When the box in front of him is proven to be real, the mad clown once again makes a shocked expression.
How could the box be here? Why?
'...... I'll ask you the opposite, why did you think the assassins would target you and not pay attention to your surroundings? It's very important to know what you're looking for. Did you really think we would just sit back and let them get away with it?
I said the words forcefully to get the Mad Clown's attention.
In fact, the entire time he was entering the capital of the Racial Kingdom and making suspicious movements, he was being monitored by his friends in the Abyss, who were helping him.
He had left a suspicious box and started to go around, and then I had asked them to go around and collect it.
I continued to point out.
I know that there were others waiting for us at the inn, and I know that although they stunned all the employees, there were no fatalities so that they could be used as hostages in case of emergency.
"!
The Mad Clown's face is painted white, so I can't see his complexion, but I can see that he's turning blue as if his blood had drained.
I don't relax my hand.
In addition, the seven-colored hair and clothes are imbued with poison, and the reason why they attacked us inside the inn is because the poison can be absorbed more efficiently indoors, where it is more airtight. And I'm just guessing here, but the clown outfit is also a way to make it look less unnatural to the other party when you make exaggerated movements like you're on stage, right?
At my pointing out, the mad clown sweats as if he has just had a lot of water poured on his head.
I add, "Poison is an instant killer.
The poison isn't instantaneous, it's paralyzing. But unfortunately, poisons don't work on us. It doesn't matter if it's instant death, paralysis, or sleep, it's all nullified.
"............
The mad clown, no longer able to afford the exaggerated astonishment of earlier, continued to stare at me with a grudge, sweating profusely.
It seems that everything I pointed out was correct.
It's not something I'm proud of, because it's all so easy to figure out by observing him. ......
The most disappointing thing is that no matter how right I am, Mad Clown, a member of the self-proclaimed "world's best assassination society" and one of its most elite members, Morte Spada, is only paying attention to me as I continue to talk.
Even though he's talking and moving to get attention, I didn't expect to be caught so easily .......
I sigh a big sigh of relief.
The Mad Clown shakes his shoulders as if frightened by this sigh.
I can't resist pointing it out.
I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who has a problem with this. I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not. How come you still don't realize that even the hostages have been taken back? ......
"?
This is the first time that the mad clown notices the absence of his female employee, who was lying on the sofa, when I pointed out.
"When did this happen?
It was when Dark-sama said, "If I were to add anything else, it would be seven different colors of hair and clothing. It's too late to notice!
"Gube!
I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea.
In one of Nemm's arms was a woman who was unconscious on the couch and being held hostage.
After she rescued the hostage, she went behind Mad Clown and knocked him unconscious.
She blurted out with a sigh while confirming that the Mad Clown had lost consciousness with the whites of his eyes.
"I was wary of them because they said they were the best group of assassins in the world, but ...... there was so much waste that at first I suspected it was a trap in reverse, but ...... it wasn't at all.
As the Lord pointed out, is this really the best assassination society in the world? It's still more believable that it's the world's greatest comedy troupe.
I and Gold pointed out while Nemm laid the rescued woman back down on the couch and restrained the mad clown.
I'm not sure what to make of that. That's why there was such an opening for you.
Nemm said.
Taking hostages, making demands that they have no choice but to accept, and enjoying the look of despair on their faces are all unnecessary acts for an assassin. This guy is probably not an assassin, he's just an amusing criminal. It just so happens that it has worked so well up until now, which is probably why he was able to become the executive of the assassination society, the Executioners (Bro).
After she finished restraining the mad clown, she went to the trouble of using "R, Wash" to clean the hands that touched him.
While removing the dirt, Nemm tells her with a serious expression.
But I'm afraid the people who are about to attack us are real assassins.
She turns to us.
I am not advising you as fellow adventurer Nemm, but as UR, Assassin Blade Nemm, Level 5000. If you are inside the lowest level of the abyss, be careful when you are on the ground. They will use all sorts of methods, including stealth, assassination, and trickery, to try to kill you. Even though they are of a lower level, please do not be careless. That carelessness could turn out to be fatal - that's what a real assassin is.
I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure it's a good idea.
As a fellow assassin, he sincerely told me not to let my guard down even if my opponent was of a lower rank.
It was all because he was concerned for my safety.
So Nemm kneels down in front of me once again and asserts.
So, as UR, Assassin Blade Nemm Level 5000, even if a bunch of real assassins attack me, I will absolutely protect you, Dirk.
Nemm advised me to be very cautious because assassination was his specialty, but at the same time, he assured me that he would definitely protect me because he was proud to be the best assassin.
Her attitude was very encouraging.
I thanked her for her sincere loyalty with a big smile on my face, even though it was through a mask.
"Thank you, Nemm. I'll be counting on you from now on.
Yes! Yes! With all my might, Nemm will protect Dirk-sama from the filthy blades of the real assassins!
I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who's a fan of your work.