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

I shot Count Frantrude's heart as planned.

If it was me in my previous life, I would have done what I had to do pale without any emotion, but it was pretty painful for me right now.

Good thing we succeeded for each other.

I'm not as optimistic as I think colour tricks are sure to succeed.

If it didn't succeed, we had a backup plan, and it was a few steps worse than color tricks.

And I'm waiting for him in the loaned room.

No longer is the mask of a noble lady named Lou here as Loug Towahade to take off.

He just prepared a private room for each of us, and I'm the only one in this room.

The door opens with momentum, a serious misconduct in a good nobleman.

I guess I was looking forward to Lou's reply.

"Let me hear Lou's answer!

With a cheerful face, he asks a hopeful question.

There was a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"I'm sorry, your woman in love isn't here."

Cold, telling the reality.

"How did you get into my mansion!?

"Better not make a scene...... if you make a scene, there's no life for her"

Turning behind the glittering Earl of Frantrude, closing the door, pressing his back, he turns, and hooks his foot up to the chair I prepared, and sits down.

"Who the hell are you!?

"I don't know who you are. You're the one trying to fit in. Lug Towaharde, I'm not gonna let you tell me you don't know."

He's out of line and out of sight.

"Why?"

"Why? Why are you telling me I noticed what you were up to in Wang Du? Why are you telling me that I'm supposed to be here in Towahards the Far Side? Why are you saying that Count Frantrude realizes he's going to give false testimony? No, maybe you're asking me why I know you're getting along with a girl named Lou?

Make them think they know everything about this one in order to move the negotiations in their favor.

In fact, I know more or less.

Count Frantrude's face is pale.

"Shall we have a discussion? I want to be a gentleman if possible. But... this is just coming to my mind. Depending on Count Frantrude's attitude, you don't know what you're going to do."

That's what I say, while I throw the necklace.

Yesterday, I talked to the treasure in my mother's form to make a strong impression of what I was wearing as Lou.

"Oh, that's Lou's"

"Oh, I grabbed it because I thought it could be used for negotiating material"

"Don't be ridiculous! She has nothing to do with this!

"It doesn't matter, you're your lover.... I didn't know you would risk your life because of your lover. Totally pathetic kid. I sympathize."

"Me and her are not lovers!

"... yet, I guess. I heard you scream your name when your men took you away. In fact, this is how Count Frantrude is upset"

"Oh, I won't bend my will for her. I killed my father for the Frantrood family. Cut off one or two of the women you fell in love with."

He's not retarded.

When the hostages are taken, the most effective thing is to make them think the hostages are worthless.

As long as it's worth it, they try to use it.

I just can't help but act badly. I guess I don't have any experience with this kind of training ground.

On the other hand, I've had quite a bit of experience with people like this.

“Persuasion” is easy.

"Well, shall we turn back today? Tomorrow, I'll bring one or two of her fingers to the souvenir. Yes, you'll want to know she's safe. You want me to write you a letter with the blood dripping from your chopped fingers? I'll deliver you every day until your fingers are gone."

Keep your face close to your ear and whisper.

With a real intent to kill.

How much, to be strong, his routine is too far from the scent of death.

The cold world I first touched and the intent to kill unleashed by a real assassin.

That's enough to strip him of his vanity.

"Ma'am, wait. I guess Lou's safe, huh?

"Oh, I promise I'll treat you politely unless you do something weird"

"What is the purpose? What the hell are you telling me to do!?

"Well, you know exactly what I mean."

I want to applaud you.

With my teeth rattling with fear, I still haven't stopped thinking.

At a time when I'm negotiating without killing this guy, I'm well aware that the purpose is not retaliation.

You're right not to be attacked here, not to call people. We also know that it is impossible to seize the sculptures of brave men.

"Reading my prepared script when I testify at trial. If I can do that, the woman will give it back."

Unmade, throw a letter.

Look at what's written there, he runs his fat sweat sluggish.

"Tell me to betray the Marquis of Caronalai. I can't, he's my benefactor"

"... benefactor"

What it says there tells you that the Marquis of Caronalai threatened you, held your money, and made you give false testimony.

This time the mastermind was the Marquis of Caronalai, and he tried to sin against me.

"First, if you make a statement like this, I'll be ruined. You will have tried to wronge the Marquis of Caronalai"

"Oh, that's okay. The back is taken. Count Frantrude will not be found guilty."

Throw another dossier.

There's information and evidence about where the victim was actually killed, traces of the Marquis of Caronalai directing the carriage of the body using the nobles around him.

... Actually, this is a fake made of some truth and most footprints. Though roughly not incorrect, we still do not have enough information to need.

Still, enough to fool a man whose horizons are narrowed by fear and tension.

This is fine now.

Intelligences from all over the country are also moving at this moment to perfect this material.

Nevertheless, even when the dossier is perfect, it is only one step short of hunting down the Marquis of Caronalai. I need this man to fill that step.

"Why, so far, so unlikely, because after this plan moves, in just a few days, you can gather all this information and evidence to get to me. I don't care how you calculate it!

"You don't know, not like the brave [Holy Knight] was chosen by the goddess. The goddess taught me on the pillow. You said something had appeared that would interfere with the salvation of the world. And when I woke up, I was in the king's capital."

Such a cheesy lie that you're going to laugh.

But I made it seem like an overwhelming rate of information transmission and travel, two impossible but only God's cause.

In addition, I have been conveniently using the word "goddess" when spreading the [Demon Killer] technique around the world.

If you are a nobleman, it is a well known story that [the Holy Knight] Lug Towahade can hear the Goddess.

"The goddess said. Those who stand in the way of saving the world will not receive any blessings in the future.... Isn't your life over?

"I, I don't mean that. I didn't think the goddess would let me go to interfere with the salvation of the world, and I..."

"It doesn't matter what you meant, as a matter of fact, you were chosen by the goddess to get in my way to save the world"

He slipped out of his chair.

Well, is this enough whip?

The basics of persuasion are candy and whips.

After I slap him with a whip, I have to do the candy.

"But there's only one way to be saved. You'll testify exactly as I say. Still, you're just gonna get in the way, aren't you? Instead, if you cooperate with me, you will have helped save the world. The goddess will be delighted. I might be blessed by the goddess for the rest of my life"

"Can you help me save the world? But if you betray the Marquis of Caronalai, in aristocratic society, and I need money, I need it."

"You don't have to worry about it. Anyway, the Marquis of Caronalai becomes a sinner after the trial. Sinners have no authority, no shit. No one will blame you for betraying me. Plus, it's here for the money. If you want to cooperate, I'll give it to you."

I take a bag full of gold coins from [Crane Skin Bag] and let him grip it.

Banknotes have already begun to be used in this country, but gold coins are still active in interactions with other countries, and they can still be used domestically.

I chose something with a stronger sense of reality that using gold rather than banknotes was gold because it controlled his mind. This weight, sound and brilliance drive people's minds crazy.

He changes the color of his eyes, opens the gold bag, and checks the contents.

"Wow, what an amount"

"It's three times as much gold as the asshole Marquis Caronalai promised. So, the debt your father set aside is chara. I don't need to follow all that money anymore. On the contrary, it can also boost the territory"

The Marquis of Caronalai made various mistakes.

Traces of flattery remain there because of all the dodgy things we do to speed up our plans.

Most importantly, I ketched the money I needed for the takeover.

With the acquisition of the most important witness, but only a thousand pieces of gold coins, the reason and the small size of the vessel tightened his neck.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh"

The candy after the whip seems to have worked.

One more push, and his heart will break completely.

The basics of negotiation are candy and whips, but top notch adds a hidden flavor here.

"Besides, you'll want to blow a bubble at the Marquis of Caronalai, who tricked you into exploiting it."

"Did that guy fool me? what are you talking about"

"No way, you haven't noticed?

Boy, show me your shoulders.

"You are grateful to the Marquis of Caronalai for buying the crap my father bought and collected. You made a fortune selling the pride of nobility because you introduced me to the adulterers, don't you think?

"Exactly. If he hadn't bought me that crap, the Frantrude family would have ended. He's the one who introduced me to those molds. So I can't believe I betrayed him."

It's not an act, he really thinks of the Marquis Caronalai as a benefactor.

This is a masterpiece.

"... there's so much for your taste. Some of the artwork your father collected was fake. But 90% of it was real. The remaining 10% is a fake work approaching the real deal, and it's worth it properly"

"Liar! I called a bunch of appraisers to make sure."

"No matter how many, it would all be an introduction to the Marquis of Caronalai. The Marquis of Caronalai was breathing. Let me show you something interesting. The art you sold to the Marquis of Caronalai, that list of places to sell it. For example, the Galatian necklace was in the Baron Dryla family, the pot of Flattola was in the presence of Viscount Maruida, and the landscape painting by Faran Float came under the lavish Valor, all, sold at a high price by the Marquis of Caronalai. If you can't believe my words, there's gonna be one or two people I know in here. You should visit the mansion and show it to me. Feel good, brag about the treasure, it would make your nose rough if it was expensive."

"No way, no way"

"Your father was foolish, but his eyes on things were certain. The artwork was worth more than what I had bought. If I sold that for the right price, I'd be rich instead of in debt by now. And the hardware you introduced me to, but the Marquis of Caronalai receives a brokerage fee from them. Marquis Caronalai doesn't do well, unlike the Frantrude family, he makes money without losing anything. At last, Count Frantrude was being fed. Can you forgive this?

I looked it up, and the laughter came in.

That's not how I see a case of brilliant deception and exploitation so far.

Count Frantrude assumed too much that his father was stupid because he was smart but unknown to the world.

I was easily followed there.

"... I, for one, can't forgive... I can't forgive!

"Then let him be rewarded. Here's the proof that the real killer is the Marquis of Caronalai. And then there is one testimony, and the Marquis of Caronalai is ruined. Once the trial is over, you just have to be reborn with this money, with Lou back."

"Clear up the resentment, the gold and Lou belong to me, oh, what a great future"

"I'm sure Goddess blessings will fall on you and Lou for helping save the world."

"The goddess forgives me. Blessed be the goddess, happy with Lou."

I hear a sawdust and a saliva, and Count Frantrude hugs the gold bag.

He is free from fear and only the best future is visible in his eyes.

The basics of negotiation are candy and whips,... the element I added there is vengeance.

No longer, Count Frantrude is my puppet. They dance the way they want.

Now my work in Wangdu is over.

Let's just get back to Tower Hard.

And you use your eyes and feet from all over the world to hunt down the Marquis of Caronalai, and on the day of the trial, with a face that doesn't eat, you set up the guy who's trying to fit me in.

In jail, I'll make you regret what you've done to me all your life.