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

Today, I am being tested for comprehension in a written test.

Yes, so I solved all the problems and was immersed in thought.

A few days ago, he assassinated an assassin.

I didn't feel comfortable killing my peers, but I did it after I decided I should.

I wasn't worried about Epona getting killed. What worried me was that the assassination would fail, making Epona more alert to the assassination.

"There wasn't much information I could get out of it."

As a result of the torture, we know that this mastermind is somewhere in the aristocracy.

It was salvation that wasn't royalty.

Towahade is royal and you can't compete within him.

… Although the most royal and aristocratic strife can be seen on a country-by-country basis.

And I also know why Epona was targeted.

In a way, it was the ultimate thing to say.

"That's it, finally"

Tart's surgery will be done this evening. We've had enough practice and we're on holiday tomorrow.

If you have [super recovery] like me, you can take a bandage right away, but in the case of tarts, it takes two days to use enhanced self-resilience by magic.

The night before the holidays is convenient.

"The exam is over. Collect."

The test form was collected.

After a while, I get a chime and the end of the class is marked.

As usual, Tart and Dia rush over, but these days there's another one more.

"I've solved this problem quite a bit. Thanks to the study group."

Epona.

Sometimes I am deadly behind in my studies in this class, and I had many opportunities to teach my studies.

If you don't, Epona won't be able to keep up with the class in no time.

In repeating that, it was getting tricky to schedule each time and I decided to hold study groups on a regular basis.

For some reason, even Neusch and Finn were in there.

"You're starting to have a foundation. At this rate, you won't need our help in six months."

Epona is quite smart.

In addition, he has the complete ability to remember in an instant what was in sight with the skills of a brave man.

If you listen to me, they say that's not just a memory ability.

Skills of remembering, arithmetically analyzing, and braiding countermeasures of the opponent's movements. Besides its full memory capability.

In other words, the moves I've shown you once become significantly more difficult to work with from now on.

Besides, he never forgets what he remembered once.

Thanks to this, I feel heavier every mock fight.

... Well, I can tell you that just knowing about this skill was worth getting close to.

"I'll do my best. Even I can't fall forever."

"I'm hoping. Hang in there."

Scary. How fast is it going to grow?

I'm trying to hear something, so I urge you to say it.

"How can you be so good to me? After all, I'm a brave man."

He asks me as I lay my eyes down.

She doesn't like to measure distance from people. You depend on me, I think 'I don't know what I am' because I'm not sure, and that turns into a distrust of my surroundings.

He's not a bad kid, but he's a little troublesome.

"Don't be a liar if you say it's not there. But that's not all. This is what I do because I enjoy being with Epona. I'm a bad liar. It makes me grumpy when I'm with a guy I hate."

"Yes, good. Lug thought I was a brave man. No, no, no. I was worried you were going out with me.... one day, I'll give you back the favor you're doing so well!

I think I've told such lies a lot myself.

But it's a necessary lie. It's to explore her weaknesses, to create a situation where you don't have to kill the brave man who is the best.

The tart began to soften with concern for time.

"Dear Lug, it's time to go to the library or they'll cancel your reservation."

"Oh, that sucks. The library isn't accommodating at all. If I'm even a second late, someone else will already take my seat."

"Well, if that's unavailable, you can use our room. The dorm room is huge."

"" No, I can't do that. ""

Tart and Dia keep their mouths shut and deny it.

Why not?

The room is nicely cleaned by tarts, and I don't have any trouble being seen.

Occupational pattern, hidden from being seen and having trouble, but not found in a few things.

... because they assume they will enter the room on their own in our absence.

"Ha ha, Lug is laid on his ass, isn't he? Dia and Tart, the butt for two would be heavy. Why don't you give me one of them?

Neusch inquires as he browns.

"I don't think so. You're both my valued partners."

Declaring so, Tart and Dia turned their faces red and Epona muttered that it was okay to look like a child wanting a toy.

"For now, let's hurry. It's a really bad time."

I packed my bags and got up.

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It was a holiday night.

Head to the tart room.

Recently, the surgery to give the eye of Towaharde has been successfully completed, and today we can finally see its results.

"You're nervous. I hope you can see the tart eyes properly."

"It was handy, but it's possible in case. I'm anxious, too."

I used that assassin to make sure that the practice was repeated and that he treated a tart that was nothing else.

"Ah, Master Lug, Dear Dear, at last,"

The tart has an eyelid attached to the right eye.

Following Dia's advice, both eyes were not treated and only the right eye was operated first.

Just one eye blindness is all you need in case the surgery was a failure.

"I'm going to take my eyelids. Just say it in advance. Never mind me. If I hadn't told you in advance, I'd have told you that the tart was visible so that I wouldn't be depressed even if the surgery failed."

"... Ugh, undeniable"

That's what tarts are for.

"That's all you have to stop. I'm not saying I want to take responsibility or anything like that. If you find out early, even if you are unwell or deficient, you can hit your hand. But the more time passes, the less we can do about it. Any minor malaise is fine. You don't have to be uncomfortable or sure. Swear I'll tell you everything."

"Yes, I will!

Stare at each other with a tart.

Bright colored left eye pictures me.

Slowly remove the right eye band.

Surgery made it a little dark. Surgery on people in Towahade turns grey, but in the case of tarts, the saturation stays to the point where it drops.

I haven't had a focus because I've been wearing my eyelids for a long time.

"Master Lug, you look pretty blurry"

"That's because I've been covering it with my eyelids. Look at this light."

Produce a magical light and tell them to stare at it.

I'm getting a better focus.

"Oh, I can see it right now"

"Then next. Come here, please."

Pull the tart's hand and move to the window.

Open the window and point to far more mountains.

"First, just look at that mountain with your left eye that hasn't had surgery"

"I see it right"

"Then the great tree at the top of that mountain, the number of branches stretching out of its trunk. Then tell me what creatures are in those branches."

"I don't see it. Instead of branches, I don't even know if there's a tree like that."

I guess. It's an invisible distance if you don't use binoculars.

"Then the right eye is next."

Tart puts his hand on his left eye and sees it with his eyes just after surgery.

"Wow, there's really a big tree. Plus I know how many branches. I don't know, but I can't believe it looks like this. Sixteen. It's sixteen! But even the little animals on it don't look blurry."

"Try magic in your eyes with guidelines to strengthen your physical abilities. Slow down, slow down."

"Oh, I'm starting to see more, Squirrel, and then there's three birds I've never seen, uh, and then... until Kamakiri"

I can even see the bug that got stuck in the big tree a few kilometers away.

That's the eye of Towaharde.

"Enough. Anything else?

"Fortify it with magic, and then Master Lug, Dear Dia, and I look like I'm wrapped in a glittering grain of light."

"What you're seeing is magic. Try a little more magic. That way, we can even see Mana full of this world."

"Ah, beautiful. This is the mana of the atmosphere. The power of the world. Wow, very, very nice. So much, this world was beautiful! This is the world Master Lug sees!

With a lukewarm face, the tart turns as he flips his skirt.

I fell in love with him because he was cute.

"Farsightedness and magic vision were not a problem. Next is fate. Check the visual acuity of the movement. Tart, get down to the wall."

"Is it like this"

"That's right. Now, I'm throwing the ball, so take it. Add more magic to it. Getting pretty strong."

Take out one of the assassination tools.

Looks like a big white ball. Surprisingly, this was a lot of use and was put in a [crane leather bag], a magic storage bag.

Play a little prank on the ball before swinging.

Seeing me reinforced with magic, Tart also reinforced his physical abilities and added strength to his eyes.

Thouahade's eyes show their true worth.

I checked that and then shook it up and threw it.

The pitching, reinforced by magic, reaches the second half of two hundred kilometres per hour.

Tart took the ball.

It's amazing to take the ball in the second half of 200 kilometers an hour, but a tart would have done it without Tower Harde's eyes.

What I want to confirm is something else.

"Wow, are you celebrating!? I'm glad."

"All right, pass. I wanted to give the tart the most, eyes visible even in the hypervelocity area."

"What, Lug, Tart, what do you mean, celebrate? You didn't say a word about that!?

Dia is making her eyes black and white.

"I was writing a message to the ball."

"Yes, the ball was spinning, but I could read it properly."

"Wow, Towaharde's eye, I couldn't read that at all"

I can't help not seeing Dia either.

It exceeds 100 revolutions per second as well as the speed of the second half of 200 km/h.

It's impossible with normal eyes, such as reading messages written on a ball that spins at such speeds and at such high speeds.

Except if you have special skills.

"Come on, let's just get out to the king's capital. Percentage, but once in a while, that's good."

"Right. Tart's surgery is a celebration of success. We need to parch."

"A lot, I'm looking forward to studying cooking"

I wish I enjoyed it purely at times like this.

But I like these tarts.

"Successful surgery means surgery in the left eye, right?"

"No, it's like a few days just in case. Either way, school starts tomorrow. Even if I do, I'll do it the night before the next holiday. Then keep this on."

"What is this tiny, transparent thing?

"It's a tool called a contact lens. If you wear that, your left and right eyes look the same color. All of a sudden, if your eyes change color, you'd be surprised around, wouldn't you?

"Oh, right. I'll take care of it."

The tart just turned on the contact.

In appearance, it's the same as before.

"Training from tomorrow, I know it's tough, but good luck. When you use those eyes, you should get a different dimension of strength."

"Then you can help Master Lug more than ever!

"The wind magic I made for you will work better too.... I need to make a trump card too. Any more point differences could be really bad"

Don't hesitate because you're sick today, but starting tomorrow, let's get you used to the eyes of Towaharde in a real-life form of training.

The eye of being too visible strains the brain. It will take time to get used to it.

"Don't be shy today. Because I spend more on special budgets."

"Well, let's not ask for mercilessly expensive drinks or anything."

"Then I'd like to ask for a cow I raised just to eat. I heard rumors and wanted to eat them once in my life. I heard it was so soft and delicious that I couldn't compare it to a working cow."

They know it's more rude to shy away at times like this.

It's going to be a fun feast today.

You should just be careful not to be tailed. If they find out I'm just the son of a baron playing in a fancy shop in Wangdu, there 'll be some weird rumors.

Let's also make it a private room in a luxury store that protects the privacy of our guests.

"We'll get together when we get dressed. I'm going to a good shop."

"You're going to do the best you can!

"But there must have been a dress that could haunt Lug."

I look forward to the two dresses.

Let's get dressed and roll out to the city.