The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

"Store owner. You assassin, it's for you, sir"

That's what they said inadvertently when they got the help of Slime and the others to finish it.

"Suitable, what?

"Mastery required for assassination, full. I've never been strong, but I simply can't be strong."

You mean you're more important to assassination than strength?

"When there was still interference in the store, the shopkeeper kept his own medicine in the store. Knowledgeable of poisons and drugs, sir? It's also important to the assassin. Earlier it slimmed and ended later. Dead bodies after killing, blood on clothes and weapons, it's also very important to dispose of that. The way I walked, the way I hid, before I fought it all."

That's all I said, how he noticed something.

"Wrong. I told you the owner could be a good assassin, not a good one."

"Oh......"

No. It simply seemed to be complimented.

"I'm used to these words, but sometimes I get them wrong."

"It's hard to remember the language of different countries..."

I used to have a tough time being held back by language walls when I was made to do business with overseas companies.

I remember having a particularly tight chat that had nothing to do with my job.

Yes, speaking of words...

"It's the magic used in earlier battles, the magic of the Zilmar Empire, right?

You mean "Vien”? The magic of poison attributes means “smoke" yo "

It still looks like the same magic as' smoke 'in this country, except for language.

When asked further, Mr. Faye said he could use only a little poison and wind magic, and it seems his eighteenth to put up an earlier smokescreen to hide himself and to terminate the enemies who took away his sight in smoke.

As far as I did see when cleaning up the body, the four people hit in the smoke pounded the steeple through a gap in armor from behind. The first four more are from the shade of the tree, the throwing of poisonous needles that have erased the luster of metal. That's knocking down a total of eight people in one blow.

... careless, but he was powerless his enemies fast enough to think he was the protagonist of the game in that hand.

"Earlier I spoke out to draw the attention of my enemies, but the basics are magical."

"No chant?"

Techniques that release magic silently...... I also watch and practice my spare time, but it is unlikely to be used yet in action because the power drops dramatically on top of the low success rate. Can you tell me the trick...

"Oh, that's where you stand and talk."

The house is there, so you don't have to be outside forever.

Soil magic breaks down the cliff and opens the entrance to our home of nostalgia.

"Ho... this is the store owner's old house"

Follow Mr. Faye inside, who is somewhat impressed.

"Oh... I miss it, but it's dusty..."

I say houses that people no longer live in deteriorate fast, but this place hasn't changed that much because it's been blocked. I feel strongly nostalgic almost as I left, but there is dust corresponding to the period I was away. There was a spider nesting in the ceiling, either from somewhere or from somewhere.

Well, if this is about it, just get the slimes to help and it'll be over soon.

In the meantime, clean one room a little and secure a room to rest.

"That's it, all right, all right."

If you look at the floor, you'll see stickies, poisons, acids, heels, scavengers, and cleaners...... do the slimes you lived with here remember the old days, each crawling around freely where you used to be.

Sometimes after a rough incident, I feel slightly calm and neat...

I've brought enough food, and the slimes will be hungry already today.

Let's slow down, too.

Prepare a drink and a light knob and ask again about unchanging.

"If you want to use magic without chanting, it's best to keep using the same magic first. Learn how to hide yourself and handle weapons first, then get used to handling poisons and medicines. That's why I keep practicing while gaining experience. Then I could do it. Until then, I didn't use much magic or assassination. Medicines and tools are a priority. I don't specialize in magic, so it's hard to advise."

Right... So what about poisons and pills? I mean, I'm wondering where the hell you're sourcing the poison needle poison you just used, the confession agent you used during the Gorotsuki commotion.

"Poisons and medicines are basically formulated on their own. The store owner pays you and gives you the rest of the ingredients, so you can buy them at the city store or pick them up outside. We cross a variety of land for work, so we have a lot of knowledge of plant-based medicines everywhere. Thanks to you you can also make some in this country yo"

Convinced. But there's one thing that bothers me.

"Mr. Faye, if it's what you need for business, you can drop it with expenses, right?

Employees don't have to cut themselves. And when I tell him.

"We need it for work, not to blunt our arms..."

As for Mr. Faye, he seemed to decide it was like a private workout, or a hobby.

"... it would be good for the store if you maintained your strength as a caution stick for the store. I suppose I could use an aid. [M] If it's not that I want to keep it a secret that Faye or Leelyn have the knowledge of that hand, I'd like to talk to Callum when I get home."

"That's what we get. As far as knowledge and technology are concerned, I would say that I have been trained as a health guard. My country, the drugs are very expensive after the war. Normal people can't use it. There are also many counterfeit medicines. But a health guard can have proper knowledge. Of course I'm not alarmed."

"Understood."

I still seem to want to refrain from fronting my background as a former assassin.... naturally. It's not uncommon for Japanese fiction to have a "non sneaky ninja” or anything, but I think that's what assassins are supposed to be for.

By the way, isn't there any untrained in your previous job?

"Personally, I'm glad you've been working at our store."

"Not untrained... not to say not, sir. I've been an assassin for a long time. I trained a lot. I finished a lot. I can't forget that. But I don't want to go back to the country and do my job again. We're getting one last order."

"... is it okay to talk about it?

"Fine. The last order that came down to us was to" get the people of our territory out of the way. "But the orders to us have codes hidden in various places, like the way they were conveyed, and sometimes they shouldn't be read literally. That's the last order, too. The real order was not to" die in vain, but to flee at their discretion "... because by then the battle had almost gone, and there was no point in self-determination. They've treated the organization badly, and they've ordered us to live to the end. The Lord of the Winns was a good man."

That's why he and Mr. Leelyn escaped the country while helping people wherever possible.

"and reached the Kingdom of Refaul."

"I've managed to enter the country, look for places to work and even gimmel. Then the Alliance Master will see you at a glance..."

"Oh, Mr. Griciera..."

"I eventually got help finding a job knowing I wasn't the wrong guy, but I was surprised then yo. I was ready to live on the run."

I knew it wasn't that guy's...

"So you're not willing to stop for the time being anyway, are you sure?

"Thank you for your continued support"

"Nice to meet you"

Besides, I would also like to thank you for answering a really reluctant question from the woods.

"It's dinner time, and I don't know what to say next, 'Item Box'...... if you don't like it, how about a drink?

"Not bad, sir."

I broke my stomach and asked him to drink as he talked, and he returned a ridden answer.

I've never had a drink with anyone in the store before.

If I don't have a problem with your plans, I think I'll hold an annual meeting at the end of the year...