The Best Assassin, Incarnated into a Different World’s Aristocrat

The moment Dia opened the window, a chill ran.

It's not rational. Sixth sense.

I have it because I'm an assassin, my crisis-sensing abilities are alarming.

I almost unconsciously pull Dia's shoulder to shelter her back, magic the foul stone, take her to a critical state, and ride herself out the window and look out.

A big man threw a spear at Dia from far rear of the castle wall.

The man looked so good with upside-down red hair, musculoskeletal and disgusted with a fierce grin.

Seeing it in the eyes of Towahade, the man's surroundings are filled with such disastrous magic that he does not think it belongs in this world.

Is that really human!?

Because I see magic in my eyes, I get it.

He said there was so much magic in the spear that it didn't compare to my instantaneous magic release.

Play and eject critical foul stones with magic.

The spear thrown by the big man deforms and accelerates as the tip cracks and spreads.

That speed also exceeded the tungsten emitted by [shooting]. I wouldn't have caught it if it wasn't for these eyes.

After the spear passes, the earth decides. Both the soldiers of the nobility and the soldiers of Vicone territory are minced in an instant. Invisible blades are made around as well as spear tips.

It's a spear, but a weapon of mass murder.

A foul stone hits a man's thrown spear and played with his fingers.

This foul stone is specially made. Be oriented and the explosion concentrates forward.

A spear with supersonic speed collides with an explosion containing iron pieces by supermagic for 300 people.

A spear thrust through the explosion, shattering the walls of the castle, piercing the walls of the castle and stopping.

If the foul stone explosion hadn't attenuated our power, we would have slashed and carved our surroundings with an invisible blade, and neither this mansion nor we would have been safe.

The spear pierced the wall and began to move toward the owner.

... Is this the artifact?

I was gathering information, and I'm finally supposed to be ready to buy one, but I've never seen the real thing before.

I had eyes with the man. The distance from the man is approximately, six hundred and fifty meters. Even my [shooting] is the only distance from which precision shooting is impossible.

At this distance, he aimed precisely at us with a toss.

The performance of the artifact? That too, but that's not all. That man's skill and unlikely amount of releasing magic made it possible.

I would like to think that only the releases are abnormal and the total amount is coarse, but that is too hopeful an observation.

Anyway, what we need to do now is give back.

Chant magic.

It's not a gun, call the cannon.

120mm cannon with rifling.

The barrel is thick, and the bullet is proportionally larger, a heterogeneous bullet like a milk bottle.

And a thicker barrel means you can withstand stronger explosions.

It withstands an explosion with all its might.

"Both of you, block your ears and keep your mouths half-open! [Artillery fire]"

The fourth most powerful of the hand tags, Special Magic is activated.

Tungsten's ultra-weight, ultra-hardness bullets are released toward the man as he rotates ultra-fast due to his rifling.

It's not comparable to [shooting]. If you take that as a rifle, this is the main cannon of the tank.

Anyway, the firepower that pushes out tungsten is authentic full force explosion magic. It's this super thick shell that puts all the effort into it.

It's easy to get mistaken, but the hitting accuracy of a super large cannon outweighs the rifle.

The faster the speed and the shorter the time of arrival, the smaller the effects of gravity, the greater the kinetic energy and mass, the less wind and other effects, and the greater the accuracy.

In [shooting], the limit is 400 meters, but [shelling] can target up to a kilometer.

... The problem is that it's a little too flashy to be used for assassinations.

In [shelling], the initial speed of the cannon opening is 1650 m/s. Reach Mach 5 as well.

It landed six hundred meters away in 0.4 seconds.

The roar echoes and the earthen smoke rises.

The tank cannon has a crack in the wall and a window called a window is broken thanks to the spike and anchor fixed in this room and released.

Dia and Count Vicone keep their mouths open.

"Wow, I haven't seen Lug's [shelling] in a while, and there's no trace of this, that guy, either."

"What's that?

"It's one of my assassinations. We use it to kill distant targets."

"I don't know what assassination is anymore."

Well, I hope he dies to that extent.

The answer came right away.

When the earthquake cleared, the man was alive and well.

He bleeds from his forehead and has the same fierce grin.

I want to laugh at this one too.

First of all, there was more hope for me to stay off.

[Artillery fire], which is also comparable to tank cannons, has left a direct hit, and what is damage to that extent?

A man screamed.

"Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, this is the pain! First time. Not bad, dude!!

I can hear that cry so far.

Dia is shaking.

The man's muscles swelled further, his clothes bounced off and even grew into ghostly horns.

… I have an idea, S-rank skills [Berserk].

It triggers Anger, increases Physical Ability and Magic, and receives Upward Correction for Attack and Defense by an Aura of Anger.

In other words, this man was stronger and tougher than he was when he took the current shelling with his forehead than he did when he threw as much.

Skills that have an increased width that exceeds other S-rank skills for what can only be enhanced conditionally.

The next time [shelling] hits you directly, you won't be able to itch at all.

"Lug, take Dia and get out of here. I can no longer even afford to disguise death more than that man came out. Earlier in the civil war, that man ended it. The royal family surrendered that no man could be stopped. The man who ends the war on his own is alle. I didn't know you'd be here so soon."

Count Vicone will explain it politely.

Do you want to end the war alone......

Then Tower Harde is better. This one is ending before the war starts.

The man keeps screaming as he looks at this one with a joyful face.

"If someone tells you to come because there's a woman who uses nasty magic, he's found something amazing. You there, I'll let you choose! You're going to kill us all without one left, or you're going to duel me like a knight! If you win, I'll let you pull the whole army. Never let Vicone territory touch you again! You're not running away from me by mistake. If they do that, I'm not sure I can contain myself! It's like the first time I've found someone who seems to be able to fight properly!

I found out more or less what he was thinking in the current line.

He was probably neglected of Count Vicone territory, which has held out for more than three days, and sent by the noblemen.

And he is too strong but thus bored and happy to see who he was able to hurt himself for the first time.

I admire something called a decent duel because I'm like a chunk of a struggle, and I've found someone in my life who can duel for the first time, Toy.

... It's alarming, proud, and a gap to get into.

I found a fatal weakness in a man I thought was invincible.

"Count Vicone, Dia, I was completely blinded. The foundation specs are too different to escape. I have to reply when I get a duel."

"No, Lug. But Lug can beat that guy, can't he?

Dia asks meticulously.

I shake my head slowly.

"Don't lose a hundred percent if you're a duel. It's with the reason you can't get away with it. The underlying specs are too different. More than not dying in the first place with [shelling], a physical attack without magic, a magic with a short chanting time that could be used during a duel, and not a single means of killing him. Probably ten seconds."

With that said, I magically produce both Tungsten spears.

Tungsten is also a super-weight metal, so both spears, if you make one that is also fat, weigh more than 100 kg.

And unleash the other two sorceries against the spear.

"Yet how can you be so flat!? If you lose, you're dead. A duel is reckless. I'll fight with you."

"I just said you can't win a duel.... I declare that I will receive a duel, but I am not going to make a duel. So this is what this spear does"

Throw the spear out the window.

Dia is anxiously saving tears in her eyes.

You think you're crazy to throw the spear you just made out the window.

But this means a lot.

"Dia, I'm not a soldier, a knight, let alone a brave man. He's an assassin. I don't fight duels.... All I can do is assassinate. I will do the same this time."

I almost smiled that there was nothing wrong.

Assassination is surprisingly varied.

There are assassinations that can be made out of this situation.

Instead, I already finished most of the process necessary for the assassination.

"Follow me, Count Vicone. If they're going to settle this war with a duel between knights, you need to be there."

In fact, it is not uncommon in this world to entrust the victory or defeat of war to a single knight.

If the forces of war are antagonistic, the wars become long and exhausting for each other. To avoid that, choose the most skilled knight to make a duel and win or lose.

And fulfill a predetermined contract.

... like this, I never thought I'd have any ties to a knight's work in my life, but if they nominated me from the other side, I'd have to go out with them. Besides, it blinds me to just the right assassination.

The plan stays crazy. But unexpected things happen naturally. Still, continuing to respond ad hoc is what assassins need.

Save Dia. I don't care about the process if that goal can be achieved.

"Okay. Let's go. I'm sorry I got involved.... with all the remaining power, I have a hand in stopping that man and getting you and Dia to run away in the meantime..."

"You should stop. When that guy is the other guy, he won't have a minute to do that. Besides, there's no need for that. You've been saying that for a while. I will assassinate that man."

What is the reason for that man's out-of-standard strength?

If that's really what you call a brave man, it could be a problem to kill him.

But I don't dare think about it.

If you can't assassinate that one here, either way, it's an unacceptable luxury to think beyond.

Kill first. Then think.

That's all I can do for the assassin.