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

The engagement party is over.

That both my parents and Dia were worth the effort to please me.

At the end of the party, I gave them the engagement ring I made for them and we all ate the chocolate cake we kept.

Zach Torte was called King of Chocolate Cakes in his previous life. It was interesting that we were all intoxicated by its flavor, which happened all the way through the recipe to the trial, and that Marha and others were completely merchant faces.

And......

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We were to send Marha at the same time as the sun came up.

"Marha, I wish I could take it a little slower"

"I want to do the same. But I have work to do. Lug, you can't keep an Orna from your brother."

Marha looks a little frivolous.

"I'll see you again"

"Yeah, I'll be waiting. With this ring, I feel like I can work hard."

Marha's fingers had sapphire rings glowing blue.

"I'll be there then, too. I wanted to talk to Marha a little more."

"Glad to hear it. I just wanted to talk more with Dia, too."

In just one day Dia and Marha were getting along.

Seems to fit the story, the two of us were having a blast yesterday.

It was surprising that two people with different tastes and personalities were so compatible.

... No, no surprise. Mages and merchants. Professionals in their respective fields, even if the roads are different. There will be something that will fit.

"Well, I'll be there"

"Be careful"

"Souvenirs, I hope."

So I took out the plane and flew.

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It's been awhile since then.

A lot of trouble is happening.

There was more echo than I thought my engagement was well known.

With the immediate arrival of the celebration from the royal family, the nobility around here changed the colour of his eyes.

For a long time, it was thought well remembered by the royal family for killing the Demons and becoming heroes, but this time it was decisive.

Somehow, we're all desperate to sneak up on Tower Hard. My father also laughed so bitterly in a week that more people named their friends and relatives tenfold.

In the Kingdom of Alvan, even though noble power is strong, royal glory still exists.

And even more amazing numbers of engagement stories have sprung up.

Normal sense seems silly to bring an engagement to someone who announces it, but this country recognizes polygamy. Because I had multiple wives, so did my daughter.

(Amongst other things, I forgive you for the Diamonds, so you're the senior nobles who ask me from above to make our daughter their real wife)

Sometimes it's troublesome with the question of position, but the kind of text that scorns those diapers makes me angry.

Even so, it's a terrible hassle to give a reply once and for all.

(this is patience till next week too)

I'll be back at school next week.

That would free me from this depressing chore for a while.

... Well, there will be a young lady approaching me at home, but her identity doesn't matter in the school even before the building. I mean, I can say no to clutter.

The terminal in the room rings. This channel. It's Marha.

Oh, I was in my room today.

"Well, I wrote a heartless refusal to reply to an engagement story that came a mountain away."

"That sounds tough on you, too."

"You too? Is Orna tougher?"

'Of course it is. So, Lug Towaharde's fiancée, who just became a celebrity, is acting on his behalf?

"So is that.... Haven't you thought about it for a second? Should I have delayed my engagement a little bit?"

'I don't have that. I'm so glad you showed your feelings about Brother Lug. That's a regular report. We haven't found any demon movement so far. "

"Well, thank you"

Recently, the demon's activation appears to have subsided.

That was why, on the contrary, he was raising his guard that the Demons were up to something. But Marha's right, there's no sign that the Demons are moving.

However, apart from that, I am up for a report that there is a slightly disturbing move.

... it looks like the church guys are up to something that's not good.

'You're welcome. But I'm gonna have a little trouble getting in touch with you on a regular basis. Exactly what's quite risky about stretching your communications network all the way to school'

"I think that's a lot. I'll see what I can do in a few days."

The installation of cables and terminals for the communications network is considerably more demanding than in the normal city.

But it's not impossible.

'That's reassuring. I don't like it when I can't hear Brother Lug. It's time to hang up. Also in the next regular contact'

"Oh, nice to meet you"

That cuts the comms.

Marha looks like she's having a hard time in Marha, and she might want to show her face to the Chamber of Commerce as Irg Barroll once.

Let's anticipate the most effective timing.

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Get out of the carriage and dive the gate.

I haven't seen Dia and Tart in school clothes in a long time today.

The school begins again today.

The students seem happy to be reunited with their friends.

"You're getting a lot of attention."

"While the school was closed, we, or Lug, worked a lot."

When we walk around the school, that's all we get.

Totally, he's a celebrity.

Gathering a gaze is one of the reasons Dia and Tart are a perfectly beautiful girl and the engagement ring embedded in their fingers.

I've almost always worn it since I gave it to you on my engagement party day, except when I clean my body and when I sleep.

Occasionally, the two of them stare at the ring, their expressions sometimes loose, and seeing them like that makes them happy this way.

I'm not used to this kind of gaze.

"You should get used to it. We're going to get more attention."

That's not true.

"That happens. I can't believe Lug's making a big deal out of it."

"Tart, say something to him"

"... haha, I agree with Dear Dia one way or another"

I didn't expect Tart to tell me that.

Is this what you do every day?

The students just look away, and they don't have the courage to talk to me.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Until the school was temporarily closed, a student appeared in front of us who intentionally kept us from speaking to each other.

She's also a celebrity again.

(i) Dear Chairman in the school year.

"Lug Towaharde. I need to talk to you. Come to my room."

Nevan Romarng.

There is one of the four Grand Dukes, a Romarung lady.

The supreme proposition is to create a brilliant human being, a masterpiece that, for hundreds of years, has been completed with excellent blood on it.

"Yeah, that's fine. Senior Nevan."

Yellow voices echo from around.

... I heard that Nevan is hot regardless of gender, but not this much.

The students are looking forward to seeing me and Nevan as celebrities.

Until now, me and Nevan have been disengaged in any way in the school because the Duke of Romarng serves to scrutinize requests from his superiors and royalty in the assassination business of Towahard.

Towahade and Romarung, I shouldn't have shown that connection. If the Duke's and Baron's, two people in too different identities get along, wouldn't there be a back? People appear to think.

But not now. I'm not uncomfortable with the Duke's maid approaching me now.

We both walk side by side.

Nevan talks to me using a unique method of vocalization that only I can hear.

"Thanks to your fame, it's easy to do your job."

"My father tells me.... I can't even leave it to the intelligence forces of Romarung. Looks like Nevan has a request that needs to be communicated straight away. Exactly. I'm gonna get myself together."

Before I left for school, my father told me that he had requested an assassination.

Typically, Romarung family intelligence brings in encrypted letters.

They are superior intelligence agents. Yet the cipher is extremely complex, and in the unlikely event that a letter is taken, it is not the first to be deciphered.

In fact, I never had a request to Towaharde leaked outside.

Even so, this time Nevan himself had decided to pass on the request in a sense that the school's own room was the least likely place for information to leak.

"I would be surprised if I asked.... don't be afraid of God, that's what I'm asking."

Mostly I get it.

In my eyes and ears reports scattered all over the place, the signs were hidden.

If my reading had hit me, instead of killing me, I'd have just spoken out about being hostile, killing not only myself, but all the clan and romantic parties, and that's who I'm dealing with.

Poor might be the most challenging assassination, including in previous life.

"It's a very attentive engagement celebration."

"I'm more than happy for you... and I'll tell you in advance, I asked you if I could be your fiancée, even if I was inside you."

That has not exchanged personal feelings, the decision that, as a Romarung family, it is necessary to kill the target because of this country.

Then I have to face that request as a tower hade.

If you listen and decide that it is for the kingdom of Alvan, you will wave the blade of Towahade.