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

Demonic Liogel sucks worse than I expected.

When we snorted at each other with tarts, we simultaneously hit the neck muscle with a special syringe.

Only for a short time, but deactivates the limiter at the same time as activating the brain.

The world flows slowly, increasing physical abilities and instantaneous magic emissions.

An overwhelming force, but a sword of all blades.

A brain limiter is not a decoration, ignore it and there will be a strong recoil.

Besides, the effect time of the medicine is short, and if I continue to use it, it becomes resistant as soon as possible.

This is classified as a trump card and will not be used if there is nothing rare.

And now that rare thing is happening.

The Demon Liogel is after Tart, not me, as he mocks the hyena.

Both fox ears grow fluffy fox tails from the tart. This is also a trump card that can only be used for a short time.

I also know tarts. Spare me = death.

The tart doesn't choose to dodge, the spear advances in the front.

Behind the tart, the wind explodes. It was developed by Dia to rocket the wind magic of ultra-short chanting.

"What a cat, it's fox bait!

The side effects of [beastification] make it belligerent.

Those eyes are that of a carnivore.

[Beastified] The tart looks very lovable and becomes ferocious.

The spear was different from the usual.

The usual spear was in the form of a knife connecting the knife to the tip attachment, in order to hide it in servant clothing, the patterned part being split.

Strength and performance are sacrificed to hide.

However, he was reminded of his lack of firepower in the other day's battle with the Helmingworm Demon Clan.

That is why it is new to weapons that emphasize destructiveness rather than portability.

The tip of the spear spins at speeds.

It uses foul stone as an embedded power and the tip rotates super fast like a drill.

In addition, the tip uses the hardest alloy possible.

That achieved a demon spear that even wore diamonds.

Such demon spears are released with physical abilities that are enhanced by removing the brain limiters, launching themselves with wind rockets, and even using [bestialization].

It's not just the momentum of the rush, the moment of impact, the blow of your body with the power of your hips and arms on it as well.

For longer spears than Liogel's nails, landed first.

If Liogel wanted to avoid it, he would have avoided it, but he hit it as it were because of the treat that steel flesh could not be worn on a woman's spear.

But that's bad. Tart spears are specially made.

I even played my pistol. I go around the steel body, and I wear it.

But......

"Liar, Master Lug's spear"

"Wounding my flesh is quite a strong female. Sounds good."

The spear through Liogel's chest stopped spinning in front of his heart.

He suppressed it with muscle.

As it is, a liogel with his arms spread out aims for a tart with claws from both sides, making sure to hug him.

"Don't lick it!

Twist the pattern so that the tart can use the mechanism hidden in the spear.

Then, with the roar, the tip was ejected.

The person who shot too much recoil is blown about five meters away, and Liogel blows away with his chest pierced.

The tart had a spare tip at the same time as the landing, and the liogel became a rock a few meters away.

The tip of the ear has a backbone, and the bullet remains in the body because the meat is stitched and secured.

"A new spear, very convenient!

The new model is both a spear and a super large caliber gun.

A rotating mechanism and foul stone are embedded in the tip itself, which is usually used as a rotating spear, and when it is necessary, the embedded foul stone is activated for [shelling].

I did this after thinking about Tart's style of combat.

Tart isn't very good at shooting, which is why I assumed he would use it at super close range.

Originally, [shelling] is only beneficial because of its range, but there's no way this guy can be targeted because of the recoil.

It is based on operations that roughly blaspheme something called a cannon: stabbing and busting.

"Don't do it."

Inside, he runs while admiring a tart that uses such a colored weapon.

I'm not an audience.

My role is to create a gap where Dia can be sure to hit [Demon Killer].

Complete the chant as it sickens toward the guy who's in it.

[Fast chanting], two magics were used simultaneously due to [Multiple chanting] stepping further ahead of it.

Liogel grips the tip of the spear that is on his back as he trimmers, pulling his own flesh out and staring at me.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Roar.

That's not just intimidation, it's a shockwave with magic.

My body floats and I'm about to be blown away.

But Rigiri chanted in time and into range.

"[Windcage], [Ice Hell]"

Unleash two magics.

The first is the magic of the wind, which covers the perimeter of the enemy with carbon dioxide and instantly deprives it of oxygen in the enemy.

Second, the magic of water that fills and restrains the enemy's surroundings with thick ice.

Fate is the second, but there's no way he's quiet while his surroundings are filled with ice.

So stop moving in the [wind cage] and stiffen in the [ice prison] in the meantime.

As you can see, in an instant, oxygen is taken away and fainted, and ice fills the perimeter.

The ice is five meters thick.

If this happens, I won't move.

First of all, this isn't just ice. It is absolutely zero degree ice, and its ultra-low temperatures alone stop the movement.

Next, he's suppressing his whole body with disappointing ice even to smash it from the inside. No matter how stupid you were, there's nothing you can do if you can hold the starting point of the movement down perfectly.

'That's right, Lug. Leave the rest to me.'

Dia tells me her intentions with her eyes as she overtakes me to Liogel.

The chant of [Demon Killer] is in its final stages.

[Demon Killer] transmits ice. Now I can guess.

I use multiple chants to cast composite magic.

The magic you unleash is [rail gun].

This time the sniper was Nevan, and he's still after him, but he'll need insurance.

With the landing of the flying [Demon Killer], Nevan's sniper and [Railgun] strike his [Red Heart].

Dia's chant was completed and he was convinced of the victory.

That's when it happened, my spine scratched.

The sixth sense sounds an alarm, cancels the chant of [rail gun], grabs Dia's roots, and as he covers behind, throws the foul stone forward and orders a directional explosion.

"Oh my God, what's wrong!?

Dia hit me in the butt because of my pull from behind and took off [Demon Killer] to fly.

Furthermore, if you hit an explosion of foul stone, it would ruin your restraint with ice because of it.

I did this knowingly. Just saying I had a bad feeling.

The assassin's investigation is not occult.

Assassins pick up any trivial precursors because they are constantly exploring their surroundings with all five senses.

We would otherwise verify its precursors, consider whether it is dangerous, draw up and decide whether measures should be implemented and move on to action, but that often does not make it.

Draw conclusions and act reflexively from the vast rules of thumb of thought.

That's the sixth sense of the assassin.

"That was a hit."

The foul stone cracked and the directed explosion scattered smoke and metal pieces, while the ice exploded from the inside and its fragments flew in like a shotgun.

Two powerful forces collide and tear marks of destruction are engraved around them.

If judgment had been delayed, me and Dia would have been fatally wounded with an ice shotgun.

And......

"Shit."

There was a liogel right below me who had pushed his posture low to the limit.

He's swinging his nails up against me. His body is scratched, burned, pieces of metal pierced, and meat choosen.

Stuffed so far at this time, it hasn't been easy to rush the moment the ice shotgun and foul stone explosion are over.

I can only assume you've been thrust through that super-powerful bump.

Acts of suicide through recklessness, but that's why I was struck by surprise.

Boom, light, earthen smoke, when most of the five senses are crushed and the assassin's inquiry doesn't even work.

No, you can't.

This speed, timing, doesn't change.

At the very least, we need to avoid fatal injuries.

... The moment I thought so, Liogel's right arm swung at me, from its right elbow, ahead flies through the light.

The right arm of the guy who lost my face rinse ahead of his elbow passes, and he just throws a foul stone into his mouth at the counter, and takes the distance with a kick in the procedure of pushing rather than blowing.

A foul stone explodes in his mouth and blows all the way around his chest.

We see it, we distance it, we form formations with Tart, Dia.

"Nevan helped you."

It was Nevan who blew the tip off his right elbow.

I guess I used a blow that was supposed to pierce my heart after [Demon Killer].

Without that one, I would have been seriously injured.

"It's great to hit at that distance.... I'm glad they're all safe. But that's a little bad. It's time to run out of drugs and [veterinary]. That's too strong."

"Yeah, you're strong. That."

Strong, simply.

I didn't know you'd blow up that ice prison with magic and anger.

And physical ability and defense until irrational and overwhelming.

... This one is barely mutually reinforcing even though they use all resources on short-term showdown assumptions.

Up from his neck.

We thought of new measures at this hour, but if this does not pass, we are done.

Watch out for Liogel and ask him when to set it up.

But he went into unexpected behavior.

Just ignore us.

That direction sucks.

"[Artillery fire]"

From the bag of crane leather, he unleashed [shelling] loaded with bullets and foul stones, but he dodged.

I don't have the arrogance I dare to take until just now.

I can get through the back, and this distance.

It's tough to catch up and strike.

And his aim is to crush the sniper.

In an earlier blow, you noticed Nevan's presence and decided to crush him first from a depressing sniper.

With the distance packed, Nevan starts sniping, hitting him because of a blow of light, excellent penetration, but therefore piercing.

But it's too thin light, the scratches are small, and the guy pushes on as he plays.

Nevan is in a rare hurry and distorts his face.

There's no way I can beat her or buy her time until I get there.

If I stay like this, they'll eat me up.

"Damn."

Running, tongue-beating.

No, it's impossible to save Nevan now...

No, think. There's no way I can kill my people.

It was then.

A black sword descends from far above and pierces Liogel in front of him.

Given Liogel's stubbornness, I wish I could just ignore him and go in and stop.

Then a blackened man lands on the pattern of a sword pierced by the earth.

With his arms together and his cape flashing.

Liogel should stop his legs too. What a disastrously powerful sword. What the hell is that sword......, even surpasses the [artifact] gunnil I once met.

There was nothing to answer my question like that, and the owner of the sword and Liogel were facing each other.

"Who are you? It smells just like us."

"My kind, huh, does it look that way? I've fallen for you too."

Thanks to the costume covering his face, he was not sure, but he heard his voice and was sure.

He is the owner of this overwhelming sword.

... I thought it was coming, but at this time?

"Get out of my way. I have to rip off the man's hands and legs and eat them in front of him, offending the women."

"I won't let you. They are my friends. And she's special."

"Then I hope it feeds on my claw teeth"

"I bark a lot when I'm a puller. You're just the right bite. [M] I'm here to prove that I'm not just going after her anymore."

A blackened swordsman jumps from the pattern of the sword and pulls out the sword.

"Come on, scratch it. Fallen into darkness, no, my power gained by unifying darkness. And engrave my name. My name is Dark Brave Neusch!

High, proclaim your name in an intoxicating voice as if the actor would do so in a theater.

"Oh, my God."

Seeing the unusual Neusch, he leaks his voice flashly.

You Snake Demon Meena, I won't forgive you.

I can't believe you left my friend like that.

Grasp your fist tightly.

... Is this what you mean by toying?

I couldn't stop him.

No, we'll see about regrets later. Now I just do what I have to do. Think only of defeating the Demon Liogel.

And when this battle is over, treat with all skills.

Because that's the only redemption I can make that I couldn't save Neusch.