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Nadine Amarillis grieved.

I once grieved for the sins of what I had accomplished.

I once grieved for the punishment that had befallen me.

The crowd's cheer pours as it fills the arena.

- Nadine was not by nature a person who could stand in such a sunny spot.

Nadine Amarillis.

That's not her real name.

I threw away the name my parents gave me a long time ago.

No one knew that name, except Nadine herself.

The house of birth was a family lineage that made assassination a business.

It has become the shadow of the court of the Kingdom of Nohin and is a clan that has been involved in history.

The lineage, which lasted for more than a dozen years, was all painted with blood, and Nadine also put herself in the world from the age of twelve.

- There are jobs that only children can do.

I didn't have any questions.

I didn't have the fear.

Fear hardens oneself, which reduces the precision of one's work.

My father.

My father was not pleased when Nadine was born.

"What is it, not a man"

That was my father's first voice, and I remember my mother zeroing once.

It was a house with a deep-rooted custom that the first son would inherit the traces of the proud assassin clan.

My mother was poorly fattened when she gave birth to Nadine, and she never conceived her child again.

Being old enough to understand it, young Nadine absorbed a monogamous move in a madness of death.

At a young age, he struck into training to devour.

I forbade myself to dress like a woman or to use words.

Physical surgery, knowledge of poisons and assassination techniques that have been knocked in since a young age.

They helped the girl who became an assassin who was still unbearable.

As an assassin, Nadine excelled.

"That's a woman, but you're doing pretty well."

When I heard my father say that about himself, my heart jumped.

Though she is a woman.

Though she is a woman.

- Though it's a woman!

I thought I was admitted.

He was recognized by his father, the man among men.

- But Nadine was the only one who thought so.

One night Nadine turned seventeen.

My father brought a young man.

A young man who doesn't even know his face. I heard he's a six-boy from another famous family who likens to give birth.

My father said it was our trail.

Soon Nadine married the young man and gave me the assassination I had mended.

And he said he was going to live Happiness as a Woman.

Yes, my father said.

- Then, three months later.

About one night when I refrained from congratulating Nadine.

When Nadine suddenly returned from a somewhat distant 'job' ordered by the royal palace, the place where the mansion used to be was a burning field.

It was also an assassination raid from another house.

The guards that were supposed to be robust were broken, and my father, my mother, and my servants were all dead.

- The young man my father brought in was pulling a thread behind me.

If Nadine was a "man," she wouldn't have welcomed him, that man!

…… why.

Nadine thought.

I've worked hard to meet my expectations.

Born without a man, to buy sin.

Like my ancestors, I've been dyeing my hands with blood since I was a girl.

Everything to my father. To the house. To be recognized.

Yet.

... the 'house' given to the clan was snatched away.

I wondered if I would be killed by the court myself involved in numerous assassinations, but I was banished "live as you please".

- How come I wasn't killed?

Nadine thought.

She's a woman, so there's no point in killing her?

Why? Why?

I inherited my monogamous moves, and here I am!

Then.

Everything got ridiculous.

The only ones left behind were the bloody hands.

As an adventurer, even such a woman could live alone.

I thought so and knocked on the gate of the Adventurer School.

He turned to a healing magician (healer), saying that hurting someone was stupid.

- Funny enough, recovery magicians (healers) were not suitable.

In the end, I despaired that I could not do such things as heal people.

Without that desperate assassination from the house, it would be useless.

I don't have a party to welcome a Level 3 healer as an adventurer.

As a clerk of the Adventurer Guild who managed to get a job, he lived a solemn life.

Good quality, pleasant and feminine.

He knitted three stretched hair and wore wild glasses.

- I was good at playing. An act to get into the target's nostalgia is one of assassinations.

No one looked after her.

I thought this was how I was going to brush up the rest of my life.

At the end of that arrow.

"You, why don't you come into our party?

The woman appeared.

Tanya.

Tanya laughed uncontrollably, angry for Nadine, and cried for me.

"Nadine is our healing magician!

Do that.

The strength to say that without hesitation.

Nadine thought I was jealous.

"Ok ok. To Tanya, it's a secret, right?

Smile like a jerk.

I thought La Place dancing in the night sky was beautiful.

It didn't depend on my abilities, I just knew the warmth to be accepted.

That's why.

Even now she keeps getting lost.

If you're an assassin, you can help Tanya and the others right now.

I received a handoff from a prestigious family. I've also made an effort.

- However.

But when he stopped being a gentle and feeble healer (healer) "Nadine".

Will Tanya accept it?

Nadine Amarillis is lost.

- But.

Phew.

Open your eyes and raise your face.

Sand and dust dancing in the arena.

A downpouring drink.

Next door stands a companion (Laplace).

I am now standing in a sunny place.

"………………………. Mr LaPlath"

"Yeah? What is it, Nadine?"

"Me, I'll do my best. So, uh."

"Yeah."

"Absolutely, let's win"

That's right.

You got mad for us, for Tanya.

Kind, for that guy.

"Ok ok!"

The Great Witch and the former assassin.

- During the drink, I smiled.