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

Dating Marha is fun.

I was thinking about that while having dinner at a fancy restaurant.

Of course, I enjoy dating Dia and Tart, but dating Marha is a little different from what they are.

In Dia's case, she's handing herself over to my escort, and she keeps telling me more and more requests.

In the case of tarts, I'll take care of it, just like Dia. But you ask me about my complexion and give me detailed care, and I won't tell you what I want. Also, even if it's not fun, I'll pretend to be fun for me.

And dating Marha changes my escort role from time to time, and she uses her head and acts to actively entertain me.

That kind of thing is exciting and fun, and I have new discoveries and my world expands.

Of course, I'm not going to tell you that dating the two of you is boring. Dia's selfishness is adorable, and for hitting demands straight, it's easy to understand.

Even in the case of tarts, it is conveyed that they are difficult to do but admired for being forced and pretending to be fun, and the care can be tickled.

In other words, there is a trinity of fun.

"Um, today's date was good. I'm sorry to hear you have to go."

"I had fun, too. We're going to party again."

"Yeah, that's right. There's a few things I couldn't say no to. At the end of the party. The king's capital is a chili apple. Something with a lot of free power."

The nobles, obsessed with the charm of Orna, want to call themselves to their party, even if Orna's deputy came to the king's capital.

It is in order to secure the goods as soon as possible and because of their interest in Orna… more importantly, it makes me proud to have called Orna's deputy representative to the party, who is the subject within the nobility.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I hardly ever go back to Ill. … I want to represent Marha, not Orna's representative."

Irg Barroll.

It's my other name, and I'm your valor chamber of commerce sergeant.

I just don't get to use that face very often.

Of course, I often use that name. Even if I don't disguise myself as Ill, I still negotiate a lot using that name.

"I don't want to."

Marha responded instantly.

"It would still be like substantial representation. Being a representative makes the job easier than it is now"

"I know. There are only advantages when it comes to management. After all, no matter who you negotiate with, you often realize that the title of delegate and deputy is very different."

Marha's authority is exactly the same as mine, the delegate.

But they don't take it that way. Only the top of Orna is Ilg Balor, and the girl in front of me thinks of it as a substitute.

"Then why? Are you reluctant?"

"No, I'm not. I'd rather be under Brother Lug. I want to devote myself to you, and I don't want to let go of whatever connection I have with you. This is my selfishness. I just want to be your Marha"

"You don't look like a merchant. A merchant would dream of owning his own shop."

"... I have those dreams, too. I dreamed I'd grow up as a merchant, spend money, build my own shop, and someday reclaim my father's chamber of commerce."

"Once you get Orna, you get it in one shot"

Marha is an orphan I picked up and a courtier of the Chamber of Commerce originally in a city a little further from Murteau.

Marha's character, calculated height, and taste as a merchant were polished there.

Her parents were murdered by Chamber of Commerce number two and the man tried to kill her after taking over the Chamber of Commerce by taking over Marha, who had become heavenly lonely as his adopted son.

Only then did Marha find herself fleeing to Murteau.

She considered it impossible to take back the Chamber of Commerce to herself now, first trying to build strength in Murteau, she gathered the street childrens and put them on track to start doing business with only their children… But Murteau's start to invest in welfare led her to be caught in a street childrens hunt for subsidies and thrown into an orphanage in a bad environment with her peers, where she met me.

Her dream like that is to regain her father's chamber of commerce, to help her fellow street childrens and to work with them.

"I hope you don't lick it. I won't have to get an Orna to make it happen. Instead, it's almost happening. I'm sending you a report, right? The newcomers are all active."

"You did."

I'm going over the details of my former buddies who were in a scattered orphanage, going to see each other individually and scouting.

That's half emotional, but half profitable.

Even though there was a leader named Marha who survived in a harsh environment from a young age, her experience of successful business with only her children is also a treasure.

In fact, they are active and working for me more than an investment.

Orna gained a difficult talent.

"And about a third of my ex-father's chamber of commerce is broken down. You gave him the acquisition plan, didn't you?

"I'm watching you too."

Once Marha's father's chamber of commerce began to cut assets after delegates changed and performance deteriorated.

Marha has acquired the sold store, opened a branch in Orna, and started there with quite a performance.

I once told Marha, 'I'm not telling you not to have personal feelings. But I told you to deliver results. "

She's doing exactly as she is.

"I'll make my dreams come true even when I'm under you. Retrieve my father's chamber of commerce and rescue his former companions as well. In time, I'll try to support Brother Lug all the time. I won't say one thing or the other. Choose both. That's how good I am. So I can stay under you."

I smile.

Marha's really strong.

Besides, my fondness for me is straight and shaky.

"Thanks. Marha."

"You're welcome. At first, I was grateful. As it were, if I'd been there, they'd have killed me while I couldn't do anything, or they'd have sold me to some perverted nobleman. Thanks to Brother Lug, I was saved and allowed to build on my strength as a merchant as well. That's why I thought I'd never repay you."

"Are you different now?"

"It has to be. I still think so. But more than that, it's because I just like Brother Lug."

A full, happy look.

The heart hits every now and then.

Marha is no longer a child, I think again she has become a beautiful woman.

"I like Marha, too."

"I know.... Still, you're overlapping. If it's this way today, it looks like we can keep going to the end. It's time to go. Brother Lug, give me a reward and a goodbye kiss."

Marha stands up.

Close your eyes and wait for me.

I'm slightly concerned about the length of my eyelashes, beautiful skin, and the smell of a mixture of body odor and understated perfume.

Keep your mouth shut.

Releasing her lips, Marha blushes and holds her lips back.

"... I'm happy. Brother Lug always kisses you, even though it's your cheek or your forehead."

"I felt better that way today"

"Heh heh, good luck with your work!

Marha rushes out with a voice and a smile that she can play.

... You were really critical in time for that Marha to run off.

That kid is doing really well.

Well, I'll ask for an herbal wake-up call.

Enjoying the tea I asked for, someone sits in front of me making a deliberate noise.

There was my collaborator.

"You really do. Little genius wizard, big chested spear maid, fake princess. Next up, beautiful doer merchant. You're all so cute and beautiful and talented and in love with you."

"Meena. I didn't know you were in this city."

Meena of the Snake Demon Clan. Teng himself broke the second prince he killed yesterday.

How do you know she's here and how do you know I'm here?

Where is it coming from, is the information leaking?... needs to be investigated.

"I pretend to be human to enjoy human culture. You're not supposed to be at the festival. Ha-ha-ha, that was so, so much fun! How can humans produce such wonderful things when they are tiny, weak, and ugly? It's really lovely."

As Countess Granfeld, it's just entertainment diving into the heart of the aristocratic society on a different scale around.

"You're here to talk to the world like that."

"No way. Hehe, you did it. I can't believe you broke my toy. That was my second favorite."

"Oh, my God."

It's a mess.

I'm not dumb enough to leave evidence of an assassination.

"Well, you're shiny."

"The fact is, it doesn't matter. I am a nobleman loyal to the kingdom of Alvan. There's no way he's going to point a blade at the second prince."

"Are you saying 'do you have proof' far away? Then there's no such thing. But I manage the health of my toys. That toy wasn't supposed to break. Then I can only assume it was broken. And, you know, you're the only one in the world who can make me 'die sick' in that situation. I mean, you killed him."

"It's a terrible argument. Say a mess."

"I'm saying a mess. But I'm not wrong.... I'm just so angry that I want to get back at you. They killed my toy, so should I break my toy too?

"Can I take that as a declaration of war against me?"

"You must be the one who set me up first."

Me and Meena hang out quietly.

We haven't even brought each other pieces of intent to kill.

That's why it's bad.

Intention to kill gives information to the other person. Aim, timing, hand bills etc.

It's only when intimidation leaks something that you're used to killing.

Therefore, it is not intimidation that something familiar with killing, in this situation, is not intended to kill at all, but can also be said to be a precursor to action.

"Well, that's a joke. That toy was my favorite, but something that looks more interesting to you. It would seem silly to lose you for this.... Even you would have the same idea as me. If one of my lovely lovers gets killed, even if there's no proof, I can see him coming to kill me."

Oh, man. Meena shrugs her shoulders.

But don't be alarmed.

Still, there's plenty of potential for you to set me up.

With that in mind, we can explore it here.

"I repeat, I didn't kill him. Besides, if that's the case, that would be the one who got his hands on it first. I told my friends not to touch me."

"Oh, I knew. My favorite thing right now. That girl, that's really good. Cute, funny, unusual, funny. That's why I put it aside.... Oh, but you've been poked where it hurts. I've got my hands on your friend. This would be unreasonable to kill your lover in retribution. Fine, we're talking about each other."

Doubt turns to certainty.

After all, Neusch's disappearance involves Meena.

And he's not safe from mouthing, but he's not dead.

"... what the hell happened to Neusch"

"We'll see about that soon. I mean, why don't we get this far in trouble? Come on, I want to get down to business."

"Isn't that the point?"

"Yeah, I don't care. This."

What is wrong with the devil clan?

I can't believe everything doesn't matter if my caged favorite was killed, if you said you were going to kill my lover, or if you disappeared and did something to Noych.

"Soon, the next demon clan will appear. The next Demon Clan is very, very strong. That's more than you and your lovely squire can win. But don't worry. Reinforcements are coming."

"Reinforcements? No way, you help? I thought you wanted to hide that you were hostile to the Demons."

"That's not true. Enjoy. Even so, you'd feel it, wouldn't you?

"Come on, I wonder"

I lied.

Who comes from the flow of this story is predictable.

"I've compiled some information here. Oh, there's nothing to see here. I have all the information I can tell you. I'm not going to say anything more. You have a good mouth, so when I talk to you, it's going to leak."

Meena is leaving.

And I glanced at the material.

No way, it's after the date. Something like that.

The emergence of new demons is a threat. But this time, we'll do it well enough to have the information.