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

A mixed look of longing until just now disappears from the Knights of Auguíd.

It is confusion and quiet anger that floats instead.

What they wanted from me, the Holy Knight, was not a word of rejection.

Let's Fight Together

"I'm hoping"

Around here.

If you didn't want a wave, I think that's what you should have said.

But I didn't.

To keep them, more importantly, from dying Neusch, a friend.

"Ha, jokes are tough. Look, Lug must have made a breakthrough on us."

Neusch smiles and talks to fix this place.

"No, it's true. It's my feeling that I fought the Demon Clan, but that only makes me a foot wrapper to the extent of a knight with a little arm. I can't afford to fight in front of the Demons and protect you."

Reminds me of my battle with the Helicopter Demon Clan.

In the fight against him, Tart became avant-garde and fought.

Tart bottoms up his abilities with the power of [Knights Following Me] and even uses S-Rank Skills [Veterization]. Still, even if it wasn't enough to dope, the time was pushed to the fullest.

S-rank skills are inherently the power of only one hero in every 100 million people.

Double-bottom the power of that hero will not reach you. That's the Demon Clan.

They won't even put it on their teeth, such as knights to their degree.

"Then what about the tart and dia you're taking with you? According to the report you submitted, it says they did a lot of work. I know how good Tart and Dia are. [M] But I'm proud to be comparable to them, no, I'm just more powerful than them, and the Knights of Auguids are all the fierce men I've recognized."

If you're talking about school grades, Neusch is better than Tart and Dia.

But they haven't shown any seriousness or anything in school, and they've gotten even stronger since school closed.

"Then let's hear it. First of all, is there anything in here that can use [Demon Killer]?

Sorcery developed by me and Dia, ostensibly from the goddess.

It's already known domestically and internationally.

And if it's a knighthood that wants to defeat and name a demon clan called the Auguid Knights, etc., it's bound to be trying.

"... there is nothing in my Knights that can use it"

"Then how do we defeat the Demons? If you read my report, you know it. We had Tart do the Demon Foot, Dia activated the [Demon Kill], and I stabbed the Foot. Finally, we can't talk about using [Demon Killer] at the very least"

"No, but. … yes, how about we take on the stepping stone. From now on, we're going to play the role that Tart played. It's more efficient than Tart taking it on alone."

I shake my head.

"I told you. Fighting the Demons is too much. I can't afford to protect my legs."

"We've got our feet together. Get it corrected! Or you think me and the Knights are inferior to one tart!

"That's what I'm saying."

Exactly one word now seems to have hurt Neusch's pride badly.

Neusch throws gloves.

There was a tart ahead.

"... I want to apply for a duel if I don't want to correct it. I have my pride as a knight too."

"Oh, shit, is that me"

"If I win a duel with Tart, I will correct my earlier words and work with us to challenge the Demons"

Tart's confused, he's looking at my face.

"There's no reason to take it this way."

"If I lose, tell me what you want, and I'll do it with the help of the Gephis."

The power of the Duke's house?

Most of the impotence goes through, but that's why I don't find it very appealing.

I just can't help but take this place away.

"Tart, please. Take the duel. All the best, of course."

"Ha, yes. Good luck. But, okay, you know, take it seriously."

Tart has no offense.

But that line was too unforgivable for Neusch.

The full force of the tart is [bestialization] included and cannot be reduced.

May cause serious injury.

Worrying about that line, but for Neusch, I just think it's licked.

"... tart. You seem to underestimate me a lot. I just didn't want you to think that."

"Oh, you know, I'm sorry. Not like that."

"Fine. That's better than that. Prove my power in a duel."

That's all Neusch says, he goes up to the ring in the garden and one of the Knights hands him a wooden sword.

The tart seemed to cry for a while, but when I nodded, I walked and went up to the ring.

Seeing a tart like that, Neusch looks pompous.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think enough. You won't be able to fight for that. Get dressed first."

Neusch wraps his clothes around them, but the Gephis pride themselves on their martial arts, so much so that they are made on the premise of combat.

But the tart is wrapped up in maid clothes.

"No, I'm fine. The clothes that Master Rugg made are just what they look like, but they're even more sturdy than the armor around them."

And that's the same for tart maid clothes.

Tart is often holding back beside me in this appearance, which is why he makes me combative.

It uses demonic materials, magically enhances them, and combines ease of movement with defense.

... that it is a skirt if there is only one problem.

It is considered nasty in this country to let a woman wear pants and put them out in public, so she had to choose a skirt while considering the fight.

Because of the blade-proof high socks, there is no anxiety on the defensive surface, but if it moves hard, it will wind up.

I hate to be seen in front of tart underwear here. Let's manipulate the wind and provide cover.

"I didn't think those clothes were protective gear. Then I'll beat you for real."

Neusch exhales in relief.

I didn't expect you to hurt your pride so much and still worry about tarts. No, it's not surprising or anything.

... As a matter of fact, Neusch was somehow attracted to tarts from the first glance.

However, what bothers me is that it is a little different from what is directed at the opposite sex.

Yes, that's a child who wants a mother one way or the other.

Maybe Tart looks like Neusch's mother.

I'm looking into Neusch.

He is a child born between the Duke of Gephis and his servant.... Oh well, being a servant is one of the reasons why I lay it on my mother?

"Tart, take all your strength and make up your mind in one blow"

"Yes, Master Lug"

"Everywhere, Lug makes fun of me."

"Whether you're fooling around or not, you'll know if you fight"

A tart receives a wooden spear.

Then take a deep breath and increase your concentration.

"Um, Master Neusch. I crush the intermission in one step at the same time as the match begins, aiming at the torso with a twist from the spear to the middle stage. So take it... because I don't want to kill you."

Neusch's face is stained with anger.

Since then, it seems to have been quite a while, but now it seems to have run out of bees.

"... I don't need any more conversations. With the result of the duel, I will regain my pride."

Then he sets up his sword.

Orthodox erection, no gaps.

The two confront each other and face each other.

Looks like one of the Knights will be the referee.

Raise the flag.

Put it down and the game begins.

The tart sent his gaze, so he nods.

Then...... fox ears and tails appear.

I heard someone say they were cute.

Around that feeling in this situation, the fox ear, fox tail and tart seem to go great together.

Looking at Neusch, he just seems to be deeply focused and not disturbing his mind.

It usually belongs to the hunter, whose tart eyes are abusive.

rabid and excited by the side effects of [beastification].

The usual tart would not be able to do everything with hesitation, but the current tart would be any relentless and give the best blow.

"Begin!"

The flag is waved down.

At that moment, the tart disappears and I hear it late.

Divine speed stepping in.

I couldn't chase him unless he had Towaharde's eyes.

Divine speed, yet extremely precise. He is unilaterally stepping into too much distance for the spear to reach.

From there, the sweep to the middle section as declared.

Neusch can defend himself with a sword in time.

Noych's high skill, and more importantly, he heard in advance that he would do that to Tart, which is why he made it.

Wooden swords and wooden spears bump into each other and start crushing, but the tart is shaking off intact. Before it crumbles, the wooden spear blows up every wooden sword Neusch.

Both the fragments, shattered in pieces, Neusch is pulled out of the ring, bouncing again and again as it were, and hitting the warehouse that was ready for the garden as it was.

"It's my win. Dear Lug, as I can properly say, I made up my mind in one blow, praise me!

He shakes his mundane fox tail even in a bright, innocent voice.

What lies in the face of the Knights who see such tarts is astonishment, and fear.

Whatever the Holy Knight is, even its servants don't put the strongest Neusch in them in their teeth.

With his flank contained, Neusch returns here as he drags his leg.

Probably broken ribs.

"Neusch, this is the power of the tart now. And even such a tart would have been overwhelmed by the Demons and would have died if they had fought any further with the best of their ability to hold back for decades. You know what that means?

What floats in the face of the Knights is despair.

Even though the Demons knew they were strong, they misunderstood the degree of strength.

Even a tart that overtakes Neusch, the strongest of us, won't be opponent if we fight properly.

The fact that the strength seemed specific pushes me to reality.

Nobody thinks about defeating the Demons and giving them a hand anymore.

With a vain eye, Neusch returns to the ring and grabs Tart's hand.

"Tell me! How did you get that power, I, I have the power!

I lost my mind about that word for the last time.

"Quickly, therapist."

"Arrange for a doctor quickly"

"Stretcher, do you have a stretcher!

The Knights face finally went to call for something that could use therapeutic magic.

The tart is in the midst of [beastification], yet frightened.

Neusch's expression was so impatient.

The fox ears and tail disappeared and came back to me.

"Um, Master Lug, is this a good idea?"

"Oh, you better know the reality. We just didn't refuse to accompany them... if we hadn't done this, the Neusches would have challenged the Demons on their own to get a handle on them and died."

Shock therapy, but this was all I had.

If you just lose to me, the Holy Knight can be separated from something special. But if you lose the tart, there's no excuse whatsoever.

Now, I hope you'll turn yourself around.

"Sounds a little pathetic"

"Tart is sweet."

It became sweet as I stroked her head, tickling like that.

Let's go home.

There is no more air to stay here.

I need to follow up with Neusch later.

And......

"Why are you here?"

We must serve the purpose for which we have come here.

We lose our surroundings with the gathering of Knights faces over at Neusch and head to Meena, a snake demon tribe that is out of hand.

"Um, it's a hobby. If it's beneficial, I'd rather be playing with my fat uncles, but still, the young and passionate lords soothe...... plus that kid's last look, despair, he's about to cry, and still, his thirst for strong power and ambition everywhere. It looks very, very tasty. I came here by accident."

"That's my friend. If you're gonna get your hands on it, make sure you're prepared for it."

"I don't have the muscles to interfere with you that much. It's out of contract. And there's nothing wrong with that."

I don't do anything wrong.

Does that mean you're going to do something?

"Well, you're definitely out of contract. But I'll be on my own outside the contract, too."

"Yeah, hey, I'm looking forward to it."

... Let's use the Irg Balor information network, not as a Lug, and monitor Neusch for a while.

Do not give this serpent demon clan a gap to follow.

Then I'll have another line of prevention.

Catch the guy in a panic in the Knights.

"When Neusch wakes up, tell him. What I want for the prize of the duel is for Neusch and the Auguids to stay out of Countess Granfeld's business in the future."

"Oh, that's sloppy."

"You just said it. This is out of contract. You won't have the right to speak out for me and Neusch's promises."

"Well, you are. I thought I could play because of it. I'll be honest with you this time."

This served the purpose of protecting the Neusches from Meena's poisonous teeth.

Neusch keeps his vows as a knight.

If Neusch rejects Meena, no mistakes will be made.

Of course, I'll let you keep an eye on him.

"Tart, Dia, let's go home"

"Yes, Master Lug"

"Somewhere on the way home, let's go. It wasn't the air for dinner."

The three of us will follow Gephis' villa.

What will happen to Neusch and his Knights from now on?

The nail stabbed.

Still, if you're going to do something reckless, there's nothing more you can do.

That's all I can do.

Wish my friend wouldn't step off the road.