The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

The night of the full moon.

And the royal capital, where the mansions were flickering, was changed, and there was a secretly breathless man in the plump mansions of the place where the lush forest and the lake were joined.

"... damn it, what the hell is going on...!

A man in black dresses poisons small as he moves through the aisle in the dark.

The monologue was a language unfamiliar to the ears of another continent across the ocean, rather than Luden.

That's because he was one of the special tribes that ran the assassination business, growing up in a completely isolated environment.

A truly user-friendly, living weapon for those in power that faithfully obeys all orders given by the organization and will always complete its mission.

Among them, the man was a highly loyal and skilled assassin.

However, he now feels in danger more than ever with his very common and loving mission of "assassinating nobles in a villa."

Dammit......!

As soon as he shouted again briefly, he quickly lay down on the floor.

As soon as you rub your head over it, something like a set arrow jumps in momentum.

As soon as he hit the wall by his side, he saw the depth, and the man breathed quietly.

What the hell is this place...!

In one word, all of the man's rough emotions were aggregated.

This is a quiet villa.

It is a detached house in a slightly despicable place recently bought by the Knights of Rouden.

As far as the pre-acquired floor plan is concerned, it is no ordinary residence.

The owner of the house is also Ruden's ex-King's brother, so although I was wary that the security might be somewhat generous, it might be a separate house, but it's quite poor.

I wonder if it is a manifestation of will to live in the same way as ordinary nobles, rather than being royal anymore. Intrusion was really easy.

And the target of this mission is not that man, the Knights Commander, but his wife.

She was promoted to maid of the royal castle this year.

Is the couple cold, or does the husband leave his wife and return to King's Landing one step ahead?

In other words, this mission was to sneak into the house of a defenseless woman and kill her, that's all.

For some reason, he only gave me information about women as "unusual beauty", but I didn't think that men needed any specific information.

Anyone with combat training can twist a baby's hand, killing a woman in a box.

Even though it is.

"Hah, hah...!

Now the man is lying on the floor, sweating cold and looking around.

It was an unknown and furious trap that attacked him since the invasion.

Walk down the hallway, step through the floor, and fall into a dungeon.

A complex garden maze leads out through the sewers. When you step into the kitchen, you get a flying blade storm, an army of magical cows attack you through the stables, and a painting of the corridor, you are somehow attacked by fierce fear, and then you roll the stairs by mistake every time.

At this point, the man was already exhausted.

That's funny.

For some reason, my head is blurry from the beginning.

No, not just your head, but your hands and feet are numb.

Shima......

The man rose from the floor in a hurry, but it was already too late.

From the tip of the arrow that fell into the wall earlier, a slightly black liquid seeped, touching the fingertips of the man lying on the floor.

Neurotoxin.

Gulah... it was at the same time that a man hung his head without strength, and a low voice was called.

"Pretend to be dead, assassin?

The feeling of shoes eating into your stomach.

He turned his body upside down in horror, and looked up at the LORD of voices, and the man opened his eyes.

"... why?"

"Why haven't I left this mansion yet...?

Cool look, tough body.

The man who has been carrying the sign "Rouden's Most Colorful Man" for many years is Lukas von Varzalk, chief of the Knights of Rouden.

The owner of this mansion, the husband, was supposed to be back in King's Landing this afternoon.

He looked down cold at the assassin with his face, which began to seep with youthfulness.

"Of course, because the information that I'm going back to King's Landing is fake."

"If the rumors spread, there's no one to the right of this Irene."

"Oh, I hate it if you don't give me my name too. I am the one who hastened to deliver the information on the assassin's attack."

Behind Lucas stood a blonde woman dressed in maid's clothes and a full-breasted woman.

In addition, there was a much-delayed voice from the other side of the aisle.

"Hey, you guys are starting to behave like private soldiers on the board. My reign is safe now. [M] Never again, work like a carriage horse."

A man who ignores the existence of an assassin and calmly speaks to three people.

The average blonde body, cunning green eyes reminiscent of a fox - King Luden, Felix.

Why is the king of a kingdom here, even though he is the half-brother of the LORD of the mansion?

When the man glanced, Felix noticed the strangely good wink.

"Small trips, small trips. Look, Lucas and I are Mabudachi. Besides, once a year, I'm not chasing my wife, who runs away, to her sister-in-law's house. Hey, Anna?

"... let me tell you, I'm not going back to the royal palace unless I'm prepared to fire unilaterally on the Garland Kingdom."

"Well, I'm not just going to punish King Garran for making fun of you."

"Give me your mouth back! Don't run a physical attack right away!?

"I don't care if you tell me you shot a poisonous arrow at an assassin who can only breathe roughly."

Felix shrugs her shoulders toward the woman with the look on her face next to her.

It soon became clear that the woman in the fine dress was the queen of the country, but behind the poor appearance of the portrait that was appearing, her tone was a lotus leaf, and she still held the bow naturally.

She was definitely the one who shot the man.

"I thought my love would come through, but I'm sad."

"It's too heavy! I mean, the truth is, for diplomatic reasons, you're using me as an excuse. That kind of thing is chest turds."

"Hmm, I really like that about you."

The King and his wife continue to requite the assassin's man with pity.

In front of him, who was completely left behind, something a little more complicated happened.

"Ladies and gentlemen"

Suddenly, the wall in front of her turned upside down and the woman appeared as if nothing was going on.

The man in the nightdress looked around quietly, with a face that seemed beautiful even at night.

The moonlit skin is mysteriously white, and the hair flowing on the shoulders shines with sandalwood.

Long eyelash colored eyes are like a spoonful of red melted night sky.

The man glanced up at the woman with his mouth wide open to the distant beauty of man.

A beat late, your brain pulls up the information.

"Unusual Beauty", as it is said above.

I mean, she's... Elma.

Elma von Varzalk.

Coming flat from a strange place, she somehow grabbed a fine silver pot and smiled gently.

"Even at night, it's lively. I thought I couldn't sleep, so I brought you a herbal tea. Including a flick, it's three seconds of good night."

No, even if you say something like a clever mistress on this occasion!

I mean, a drink with such a radical effect is not like herbal tea. It's just sleeping pills.

The words of a man who accidentally shouted in his native language seemed to have become a summoning water that attracted the crowd on the spot.

The faces surrounding Elma sighed with astonishment.

"Why did you come out? It'll just cause a lot of disturbance. This kind of assassin doesn't matter to us alone, so I told you to rest in your room."

It is Lucas, her husband, who subtly weaves the gown and hides the contours of her glossy body.

"That's right. We spent two nights and three days bootcamping in Walzer as a condition to visit this villa? I've already finished creating rotten rumors about this assassin's organization. So go to sleep."

"I am well prepared to distribute the book. A few days later, powerful people across the continent will look through the upper layers of the organization with tinted glasses - feeling distrustful and refraining from asking. So don't worry, Elmael-sama."

Blonde maids and big tits - that is, Irene and Deborah - flatten out the anomalies.

"Why do you always try to defeat your enemies in such a strange way? More like brain dissection, microchip brainwashing, tissue sweeping, or something like that. But Elma, you better get to bed. You've been playing with Baldo since last week and you haven't slept around, have you?

"Yes, just go back to your bedroom, don't go home. But you should stay in my arms, Anna."

It is Queen Ruden's Ana who holds her temples, and King Ruden Felix who turns his arm around her wife's back with a giggle.

The man just looked up at them with a blank mouth.

I am proud of one or two strengths within the organization, and I have destroyed one country by myself. "Doesn't matter"?

Has the tissue been identified and even manipulated?

What did you say later, microchip...?

Unable to catch up, Lucas sighed again as he saw the man with his mouth open.

"Absolutely... I can't believe you're recklessly jumping into this" demon "right now. This is why the boxes were trained by remote assassination tribes."

It is as if this mansion is said to be the most difficult dungeon, and the man frowns on suspicion.

Lucas finally noticed the sympathetic color on his face.

"You're a man of no luck. No matter how much information you manipulate, it doesn't matter how much information you manipulate it, all six of you will break into it at the same time."

According to her husband's remarks, Elma finally persisted.

She blushed her beautiful face and pushed the pot back to the other side of the wall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you open your mouths, go to bed... And, Lucas, don't you have to talk about us like an army of freaks? I was just trying to entertain uninvited customers in a" normal "way."

But there she broke her mouth as if she had noticed something.

He looks up sweetly at his husband as he touches his arm.

"Besides, not six."

So she stroked her belly with the other hand and corrected it with a loving smile.

"--Seven people."