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

Brave Epona overwhelms the Orcs.

Just wave your arms, you can have a hiccup, and the flaming bullets you release from time to time penetrate from the beginning to the rear of the oak and fly out of sight.

It wasn't a fight, it was just a unilateral massacre.

Orcs don't have the sentiment of fear, so they keep challenging so many overwhelming creatures.

Neusch, standing next to him, squeezes out his voice as he trembles.

"Haha, what, that's too different from us. From the beginning, I should have done this. Epona is enough. There's no point in us being here."

Neusch has seen it many times where he is fighting me in mock warfare, but this is the first time Epona is seriously rambling on, upset by its out-of-standard nature.

"I guess. If we didn't share this role and let Epona go in alone, we could have been wiped out."

"That's the kind of mouth you knew. Then why are you doing this?"

Neusch's words are blocked.

Because with the bullet-like momentum, Oak's head flew in.

I've been pouring magic into Towahade's eyes since just now. That's why I was able to react too much.

Slapping the side of the oak's head as it flew in with a knife pattern to deflect the orbit, he penetrated deeply into the wall behind him.

I flushed this stuff because if I took it properly, my arm would pass away.

If you hit him directly, he'll be magical, but he won't be safe.

It's just a stray bullet, this is what happens when a serious epona just wields her arm.

"This is the answer. I'm so scared of getting caught up in the battle of epona more than I am of oak. So I didn't want to create a situation where Epona would be serious. Noish, don't get distracted from here."

"You want to do everything in your power to escape."

"Even in this situation, it's hard not to turn into an enemy escape. If you can run, I will."

Look behind you, where out of magic dia and spiritual exhaustion tarts are slowly lowering.

At least we have to keep this place dead until they get to the safe zone.

No matter how many eponas, all that oak won't be judged at the same time. I get a leak.

Look, I just got here.

About two of them come through the side of Epona.

Those two were when we blindfolded Neusch to take them down.

"You fucking pig! Don't think you can get away from me!!

Magic increases in Epona's right hand, releasing the magic toward the oak, leaving the magic behind without chanting.

I bother to use the magic that requires chanting, because colorless magic is hardly offensive.

If just bumping a chunk of magic can be a useful means of attack, no one uses magic that requires chanting.

Even so, Epona's blow was reinforced by a tremendous amount of magic and multiple S-rank skills characteristic of the brave, making it a power of speciality.

Jump with all your strength.

Its magic mass is a direct hit course to the oak. The problem lies ahead with Tart and Dia.

That's penetrating the oak, hitting the two behind it, and it's impossible for them to do or take it now.

... Give it all you can? I use [super healing] to have nearly ten times more magic releases than regular people. But it hides it and suppresses it to only the degree of magic that can be conceived within common sense.

With all your strength, you can prevent it unharmed.... No, can you handle that card even while it's hidden?

Be prepared.

Through magic, strengthen the inner made of the demonic mask. Originally, the owner of this skin was of that nature, and even now that it has become a protective device, it remains the same.

Not only is it even stronger, but it has a dual structure, divided into two layers: a layer that hardens and a layer that absorbs shocks. If you pour enough magic into it, it will be your best protection.

This is a bill I want to hide, too, but it's better than exposing the unusual height of magic.

Take a magic chunk with your back that has struck out the oak.

My shoulder bones crushed. Step on it with all your might, but it will blow you away.

... well received. Stop the Brave Strike and use your word if that's all you need. [Ultra-recovery] can be recovered in minutes.

Just don't run into the tarts like this.

Release the magic mass towards the ground.

You don't have to be a special power like Epona to change direction with recoil. Off the direct course to the two.

I'll have to be prepared for this momentum, one or two of the bones very passive, but I don't mind about that.

"Master Lug!

Even so, the tart pops up and accepts me for re-orbiting to avoid a bump.

Even though he's blurry and hasn't enhanced his physical abilities with magic.

Roll a few meters involving tarts.

Finally, it stopped, but the tart that took me is losing its mind. You cut your mouth, there was blood spilling from the edge of your mouth.

"Tart!"

Why, sheltered!?

You would have known this would happen if you had accepted me with such momentum without strengthening your body.

... No, I know.

Tart was impotent because he wanted to protect me.

That's the kind of girl I am.

Look forward.

He looked at me with a frightened face, eye-to-eye with Epona.

Until just now, I don't think I was drunk in the fight.

I could see it in my eyes and it moved badly.

Lost in motion begins.

Still, there's no problem. Anyway, you can't even scratch one blow all over the oak on Epona.

With a fine voice, he talks to me softly.

"Me, me, no, I didn't mean to."

I know that.

It's me I can't forgive.

If Epona had done everything in her power, she would have worked out a plan because she knew this would happen.

Not only that, but when I could do it well while hiding the bill of unusual magic, I failed and made Tart pay for that bump.

If it were a tart, I could have imagined taking it to protect me.

I'm the bad one.

"I'll take care of the guy who got pulled out. Just look forward and fight!

squeeze out that word.

I don't care, it's an accident, it's not Epona's fault.

Reason is yes. But emotions are different. Because right now, if you say that, you're going to lie to me.

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Then, in about fifteen minutes, the orcs were wiped out and returned to school.

Epona remained in bad motion since the tart fell, but was still overwhelmingly strong.

There were more shooting leaks, but the instructors who were all the way behind me also managed thanks to finally coming forward.

... What bothers me is that Epona waved her full strength and then the Oak reinforcements stopped perfectly.

That's all I kept springing from somewhere.

Stinky.

From the circumstances, isn't this a reconnaissance?

Something to know the full power and weakness of Epona.

For that matter, if you had thrown all that orc into stone, how much of your fateful power would it have been?

As far as the Oaks' progression route goes, it looks like they were going to drop this number of commercial cities in the country and do damage to the economy and distribution, but if that's even a hoax, what's the real aim?

Shake your head.

Now, let's focus on treating Tart, not if you're thinking about it.

"Lug, the tart looks fine"

"I'm fine. Abrasions on bruises and fractures, all can be healed"

I use a carriage that is bigger than going home.

It came with a sleeping table, where he was treating tarts.

There were some military doctors, but I have better arms, so this is how I deal with them. Sometimes Towahade was a medical prestige. Nobody pinched their mouth.

As a matter of fact, I have finished the procedure and am now using my magic to strengthen my self-healing powers.

"Good. I'm really surprised. The tart just stopped working."

"Me too. But I'm glad you're okay."

Touch Tart's head.

Doing so opens a curtain separating the seat from the sleeping table.

"Um, um, I, uh, came to apologize."

Is Epona afraid to look at each other, looking down?

"... that was such a fierce battle. I can't help getting involved."

I could sort out my feelings.

Naturally, you could have said it like you didn't care.

"But, you know, I did something wrong with the tart."

"Apologize, and you'll forgive the tart"

"Yes, I hope so. Uh, I'm sorry I hurt Lug, too. Me, again, this is it. Every time I go to war, when it comes to battle, it turns bright red, violent, and when I realize it, it hurts everyone, so I..."

Epona's fist is trembling.

"I wanted to change. Even if it turns bright red, it's strong enough to see around properly, so, in Lug's mock fight, I mean it enough to be hot enough to turn bright red, and still I won't let anyone get hurt. So, I'm a little confident, and I thought I'd be fine today, but I knew I couldn't."

... Is that what you meant by wanting to be strong in mock warfare? He wanted strength to be able to control himself, not to beat his enemies.

"And just for a second, I was wondering if Lug would stop me. Haha, you're on your own. And I'm sorry about that. After all, I may not be a brave man."

That's what I'm going to say, and I'm going back to where I started.

Dia is laughing bitterly.

"You don't sound like a bad boy. Plus, he's buying me a lot about Lug."

"Right."

... Can I stop it?

That's too much to buy.

And I finally saw Epona's weakness.

You care about involving others, but the control of power is badly immature.

That's a completely different point from Cetanta, where there was a suspicion of bravery. Cetanta didn't think of any perimeter damage if she was to fight comfortably, but she cares and moves dull.

If you kill Epona, hit her in a situation where you have her friends around you and your chances of winning will jump.

The problem is that our friends and they are us.

"Dia, do you think I should apologize to Epona? I didn't use tough words, but I had an attitude of frustration that I couldn't protect my tart. When the tart collapsed, he scowled with a terrible face."

"I'd apologize if I liked Lug."

"Right, I'll go apologize when the other one settles down"

Epona thought it would be okay if I were there, but I couldn't stop Epona, and on the contrary, I hit her with hatred and frustration.

It would be deeply hurt. If I did badly, I might have gotten scared of what I was doing on the battlefield.

Either way, that sounds pathetic.

The Goddess told me that the brave will have to kill in the future, but it is possible that I don't have to.

Until then, let's follow through more than we decided to be friends.

"And I have to apologize to Tart, too. The truth is, I could have helped you better."

I don't like my immaturity in making it.

"If you think so, why don't you give him a kiss? You'll be in a good mood in one shot."

"Right, let's do that"

"That was meant to be a joke, but that reaction!? You didn't hesitate at all right now!? Could you already kiss Tart?

"... that's not true."

With that said, the kiss I'm doing for magic sharing was a secret.

"Shit, kiss me too. Lug, that's clear."

That's how I was put into a lot of exploration by Dia until I got home, and when I got back to school, Tart woke up and apologized, on the contrary, he apologized with all his might from Tart. When I say I make amends, they won't accept me. So sneak up, decide to do a surprise.

And tomorrow we'll just meet Epona and apologize.

The sooner this happens, the better.