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

Surrounding me, countless tentacles wrapped in mucus, every single one of them looks like a giant mite.

The danger is the pink mist it's blowing out.

Instead of the bodies that were in the basement, even the stones are melted out in various places.

Moreover, the specific gravity was heavier than the air, filling this hole, and the escape was crushed.

How much, though I've been poisoning and tolerating myself from an early age in my training as an assassin, I don't think I'll have to suck and be safe with something like the demon tribe produces.

Start chanting.

Winds up and blows a pink mist.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. 'Cause I'm watching."

At the same time as that word, the tentacles strike.

Fast.

Each bottle is like a whip wielded by a master. The tip of the whip wielded by the master exceeds the speed of sound, this tentacle moves complex and organic at a speed greater than that.

Above all, an overwhelming mass.

It's hard to spot a curved movement called whip.

But......

I'll see what I can do.

Evasion using wind as well as body twitching, while instilling magic in the eyes of Towahade.

He moves in a curvy manner.

And while you're at it, throw the knife.

A knife pierces one of the tentacles.

Thicker tentacles than my body. There's nothing itchy about the knife piercing it.

But this isn't just a knife.

A pierced knife explodes and blows the tentacles from the ground up.

This is a weapon that I created by improving my wasp knife.

Instead of a pierced knife exploding, a mechanism whereby gas blows out of the tip when the knife pierces, causing an explosion from the inside of the subject.

Extremely effective for biological counterparts.

It's a toy I've been developing in my spare time, but it's perfect for someone like this.

I hope you feel a little itchy......

"I guess so."

Without screaming or fright, the remaining tentacles strike one after the other.

And, naturally, the tentacles blown from the ground up play.

With my tongue pounding, I manipulate the wind to increase altitude.

... I don't have a batter in the end.

Playing with those tentacles doesn't give you useful information. We should withdraw.

Jump high and keep going up with the force of the wind.

This demon clan is a gateway to us. It could be a few steps more troublesome than that lion demon clan.

After a while, I couldn't reach my tentacles.

But don't be alarmed.

Light, there's no way you're gonna miss it.

"Kerakerakerakerakerakerakerakerakerakerakera"

The characteristic laughter sounds and the ground rocks. Big enough earthquake for a collapsed building to break.

And then it showed up.

Brown potato worm, a creepy giant that can only be said to be. Its total length was gracefully over a hundred meters.

From the mouth, the pink tentacles that cornered me are awesome.

It shows its giant yet leaping. That's also a tremendous momentum.

I can catch up with you like this.

Foul stone for interception? No, it's too close. At this distance, I'm not safe in the blast either.

It's a little wasteful, but I'll use the array.

"[Artillery Synchronization" Full Fire "]"

From the [Crane Skin Bag], remove the cannon at once and fire simultaneously.

A substitute that would blow up in recoil if it were not inherently fixed by spikes on the ground.

It blows up trying to use the magic of magnetic fixation, as natural.

If this is all the shell bouncing at the time of the shooting, there's no accuracy or shit.

Still, the target is set directly below, and this is the only illustration of the target that hits the deceased.

The rain of shelling wears meat.

"Kerakera Kerakera"

They wear meat, but they stick it straight in.

The flesh of the wound is terrible, and the tentacles like those in the mouth stretch out of it.

No damage was inflicted, but the opponent's velocity dropped due to the overwhelming kinetic energy of the shelling. I can get away with this.

But the longest tentacle, an even thinner tentacle stretched from that tentacle, wrapped around my leg.

Tentacle mucus dripped and even battle clothes made of demonic skin began to melt.

If normal clothes would have melted in an instant and my feet would have melted to the bones.

Untie the wind armor you were wearing and turn all that wind into propulsion for explosive acceleration. Strongly pulled away the thin tentacles.

Managed to crawl out of the hole and land on the ground.

Staring at the hole from the ground, the brown potato worm had also drifted out of the hole and had made his body dance to the universe.

It's like a whale's retreat, and when it reaches its highest point, it falls as-is.

"Kerakerakerakera, shame, shame, play again. I'm leaving. I'm leaving."

A few seconds later, the earth screams and shakes by that mass being slammed to the ground.

And the silence returned as if it were a lie.

... They seem to kill all the creatures in that hole, but they don't interfere with what was out of the hole.

Peeping into the hole, that giant disappeared into the ground.

Be modest.

"It sucks. Too incompatible."

I can't think of a hand that can beat that one at the moment.

I carefully untied and bottled the thin tentacles wrapped around my feet.

There is a good chance that some kind of information will be available.

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From then on, he joined Tart and Dia without re-entering the hole.

Because if I put it in the hole, it would be found instantly, and I just fought that one again, and I couldn't take it down, and I didn't think I'd get any more information.

"I'm home."

"That was amazing. I saw that big one from here."

"Welcome back. Um, here you go. It's lemonade."

"Thanks"

Receive a water bottle from the tart and moisten your throat.

The acidity and sweetness are pleasant.

"So, what do you say? Did you find any way to take that down?

"That's it, but as it stands, it's almost stuck."

I've come up with quite a few tactics to look at any demon tribe before, but I can't figure out a way to defeat that one.

"Right...... because that. It's too big to hit [Demon Killer]."

"Exactly. For opponents over a hundred meters long, this [Demon Killer] has a few meters radius at best. We need to locate the red heart, and even if we can, if it's in the center of the body, it won't get that far."

What makes the Demon Clan obnoxious is to use [Demon Clan Killer] and so on to immobilize the power of existence, its core red heart, and play it indefinitely unless it is crushed.

But if it's that big, it's likely it won't even reach the red heart.

"That potato bug, it's troublesome to be diving in a hole."

"Oh, it's hard to be able to escape anytime in the ground. That size won't even stop you from moving."

Being able to move around the ground is an overwhelming advantage.

No matter how much we hunt him down, he'll be re-divided in an instant.

Also troublesome in terms of defense.

For example, I also thought about smoking it out with a bombardment by foul stones, as I once did to the Helmingworm Demons, but when you dive deep into the ground, the power decreases dramatically.

[GUNGNILL] Even, yes.

Plus, he's not willing to come out of the hole.

The purpose is not to kill us, but to complete [the fruit of life], and we don't have to force it.

"Speaking of which, what kind of demon is that?"

"There's only one kind of demon clan left. That looks like a potato worm and it looks like a dragon."

"I thought dragons were cooler"

"... sort of. But the size of that scale is just dragons."

Mediterranean dragon. Yes, it remains in the inheritance.

They once swallowed the city itself from the bottom of the earth.

"You know, there's no such thing as how the brave knocked him down then? Because even brave men struggle. I'd be in trouble if they ran into a hole."

"Heritage says he ate the brave man and went back into the dirt, but the brave man slaughtered and killed him from his belly"

"Maybe I can imitate that. After you get inside, you don't have to run away into the dirt, or the Red Heart will have a [Demon Killer]."

"Right...... he was just sprinkling poison fog that even melted the stones. Don't let that get in your system."

"Ugh, it's going to melt in an instant."

Nevertheless, it's really stuck as it is.

The direction of hinting at the inheritance itself was correct, as was the certainty that it was a Mediterranean dragon.

With that said, the brave men struggled and were prepared to defeat, but as soon as the storm blew, the movement of the Mediterranean dragon was dull.

Is there something in the storm?

"... try it"

"What's wrong, Lug? Take out the foul stone."

"I was just trying to harass you a little bit before I gave up."

This stuff is just an idea but worth a try.

There's just some flesh of the bottled one that can be verified.

... I don't care what you want, I think it's a good choice to withdraw. That's how you almost certainly won't make it, but ask Epona for backup. In case Epona makes it, she could win.

But I don't want to bet on that in case.

If we don't stop him here, [the fruit of life] will be complete and not only will the resurrection of the Demon King approach, but other cities will be attacked again next time with the same M.O.

Now it could be Towahade, Murteau, or a city with loved ones.

So I'll do everything I can to put him down here.

To protect what I want to protect, not the sense of justice.