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

Finished getting ready early and when we assembled, we were already all gathered.

They all look uniformed, except for Epona, which means they are in action and look slightly different.

For example, Neusch has his sword hanging on his two hips, and he has a short knife hidden inside his chest.

One is a sword I use from day to day, and the second one is a substitute that I can see at first glance as the Devil's Sword, and it would be something to keep.

Losing weapons on the battlefield leads to death.

Using a powerful demon sword that I don't normally use, I reserve swords that I am used to using day to day, and even have a short knife ready for the worst case.

The rating point is that the first and second bottles, as well as the center of gravity, are about the same.

The more skilled swordsman I am, the more concerned about the trivial weight, the change in the center of gravity.

When I switched it, I devised a way not to feel uncomfortable.

Thought you wouldn't know the actual battle, but that's the outfit, though you know the actual battle.

"You're authentic. You've been out on the battlefield before?

"Well, in action is the best place to study. You can't possibly not go through it. Those Lugs are motivated, too."

You know what I mean?

"Of course. That, if you pay for it, will you sell it? I'm a little jealous of you."

"For once, it's our secret. I can't give in."

The three of the towahards are what they always look like, different inners.

Earlier generations of towahards have taken home the warcraft that destroyed one city in one piece, assassinating it, dismantling its body, and towahards have received it.

It was this inner that made it using the Warcraft coat and using the secret art of Towahade.

Excellent in magic, heat, ice, slashing, striking, and all while exerting defense, it is highly elastic and does not inhibit movement.

Use this when Towaharde does rough things.

"This, my chest hurts"

"... be patient with me"

However, the inner made by such towaharde secrets didn't seem to even consider the large breasts of the tart.

material to stretch, but there are limits to that too.

Sounds pathetic, but let's have patience. Even if it is somewhat hard to breathe, it has advantages that outweigh the disadvantages.

"Wow, wow, there it is.... Lug, I might be a little bitter too"

"Oh, well."

Dia said softly, but it's a lie for sure. It would be sufficient, to the extent that it can be accommodated by the elasticity of the fabric.

But I'm a gentleman, so I don't talk about it.

While we're at it, it's time to leave, and we all get in the carriage and move on.

Orcs, if you fight normally, you should be able to handle it. Let's hope the military information is correct.

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Reach the valley where you ambush the oak.

There were soldiers there.

Everyone here is non-magical.

In the fight against demons, non-magical possessions do not become a force of war, but can be active in such areas as watching and scouting, stopping, creating positions, evacuating villagers, replenishing them, and liaising with the main forces.

Magic holding has an overwhelming strength, but it can't fight it alone.

Because they are, magicians can concentrate on fighting.

The scouts are back.

The scouts appear to be reporting to Rachel, the most authoritative person on the scene.

Rachel nods and seems to be thinking about how to tell us.

After a while, they come this way.

"In about four hours, the herd of oaks will be here. Somehow, the numbers are growing. The number was raised from around 100 to 150."

Rin's tone tells me so.

1.5 times the number is not sprinkled.

With all that error, the operation should normally be suspended and withdrawn.

Wait for the next word, but Rachel says nothing.

In that case, the tart raised its hand as a jerk.

"Um, isn't there an operation or something?

"The operation is simple. Kill all orcs in this valley. If you insist, kids who are good at melee fighting are aggressive and those who are good at magic are behind you."

It's too bad to call it an operation.

Nevertheless, complex operations are impossible for us without proper collaborative training.

"Lord Rachel, I have a suggestion. This valley is a great way to intercept herds of oak, but it's still too wide a road. It's suicide to fight a hundred and fifty orcs properly."

The width is about seven or eight meters, and even the giants of the oak line up five or six bodies.

If as many as six orcs push over, the avant-garde will be broken through, surrounded and attacked from all directions, and the rear guard will lose room to chant magic.

inferior in numbers. This one would be disadvantaged.

"But there's no better place than here."

"As far as the map goes, yes. Then you can change the terrain. Me and Dia can use dirt magic to narrow the road. If you build a soil wall to loosen and thin like this, you can only get about two orcs through it."

Write a simple picture on paper.

As I said in words, the walls of the earth are placed diagonally so as to connect them to the walls of the valley, replacing them with thinner and thinner terrain.

The advantage of this is to reduce the corresponding number at a time.

Besides, dirt walls can also be protected. The wizard of the rear guard would be safe if he used magic to draw parabolas from behind the wall.

I want to block the wall completely, but since the oak could give up marching and bypass, Rigiri Ni, the three bodies prepared as much clearance as they could get through.

"That's an interesting idea. But this much dirt wall, does it have magic?

"Me and Dia wouldn't be bitter. If the enemy is picked up in four hours, build a dirt wall quickly, and rest your body and you will return quite magically."

"I agree. There you go."

What Rachel saw was a teacher.

"Let's give permission. Lug, Claudia, try it."

"Yes."

"Lug, good luck"

Nodding with Dia, he just starts building walls.

Magic or not, I saw it and was drained of my temper.

"This is brilliant. Whenever you look at it, Lug and Dear's magic is artistic."

"Yes, Master Lug and Master Dia are magical geniuses"

"Oh, wow. I don't think he's a student. Right now, but I want my men."

It's not our original magic, but the fact that the composition is almost perfect with magic of this magnitude, and it doesn't look like it's going to run out of magic, makes it look like a monster.

Even so, is this knight and instructor sane, and if I didn't say anything, that would have been such a desperate battle that it wouldn't be strange for anyone but Epona to be wiped out.

... No, maybe I was going to make that situation on purpose.

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After the civil works, we left the watch to the military, and we decided to rest our bodies.

To boost her magic recovery, Dia is having her sleep with a tea from Toa Harde's secret, which has a relaxing and physical recovery boosting effect.

Sometimes that happened, and the three of us were allowed to use one tent.

... I'd rather do it alone with [super recovery] if civil engineering was also only considered efficient, but that's just too conspicuous.

"Dear Lug, you've never fought a demon before. I'm nervous."

"Right.... who we don't like. Assassination is the move of a human opponent. Well, I'm not going to use assassination in public."

It is the assassination technique that pursued how efficiently to kill humans, and it is undeniable that Though there are more effective moves for demons than ordinary assassinations, Towahade's moves are still out of specialty, for what they are evolving to kill out of the standard of having magic.

Tart's feet are trembling.

"Tart, are you scared?

"That's not true. Master Lug is here."

"It makes me happy. One piece of advice. Don't hesitate, make sure you do."

"Ha!"

The tart squeezes the spear. Already the folding spear was assembled, anticipating it would be a hard fight, and I was reinforcing the coupling

If the spear breaks, he tells you to step back immediately.

"And then, a little, okay? Well, I'm running out again."

"Can't you control it yet"

"Yes, it's been magically leaking. So give me Master Lug's."

I look sideways at Dia, she still looks asleep.

If this is the case, don't you need to move the place?

Disadvantages of Towaharde's eyes. Though Thouahade's eyes strengthen his vision by gathering magic, before he gets used to it, he unconsciously pours magic into the drooling state of magic and lacks magic.

It's lethal to fight from now on.

When I get used to it, I can stop supplying magic when I don't need it, but Tart still can't do that.

That's why I use secrets to compensate for my magic.

Match the tart with the lips and pour magic into the starting point there. Mucosal contact is the easiest way to transfer magic.

The moment your lips touch you, the tart deposits your body, closing your eyes and pressing your lips hard.

When the magic starts to flow, Bikun and Tart's body jump and exhale gets hot

This is my original. Combining the wavelengths of magic is ultra-high technology, and perhaps few have tried to do that.

... I don't really want to use this hand, but I used it to help tarts who had severe magic deficiencies before this, and I told them it was for emergency use when I was feeling sick, but then I'm a little screwed.

As a matter of fact, I suspect the tart can control his eyes so much, but he makes me like it because the tart that sweetens it on the pretext is cute.

Besides, it's not bad.

Embracing the tart like this, lips together is.

"Is this enough?

Release your lips.

Always, I think, the tart at this time is unimaginably colorful from her usual.

"Yes, Master Lug's is full of flowing in, lots of magic and courage!

With a lukewarm face, the tart strokes his lips.

... This cure is a secret to Dia. Talking can be a lot of trouble.

All of a sudden, the surroundings go out of their way.

It's the enemy.

"It's time, Dia. Wake up."

Shake Dia.

"Um, good morning. Lug."

"I told you to go to sleep, but sleeping well in this situation is so thick."

"Maybe. But thanks to you, the magic is back a lot."

It's Dia as usual.

I don't think they've seen what I just saw.

"Then let's go. Dia, you had your amulet."

"It's just like that."

Dia's Pochette contains five foul stones that I have enchanted to the point of criticality.

Last insurance. Last resort when out of magic.

It's a note to hide, but it can't replace Dia's life.

"Tart, you're ready."

"Yes, I don't feel like losing"

The soldiers came to call.

Finally, it's our turn.