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

A month and a half after completing the emulsion prototype, the appointment was brought forward and the new store dealing with cosmetics opened.

The cosmetics brand bears the name Orna, and now, six months after its opening, it has grown to the point where no one knows its name.

The lotion centered cosmetic shop became a hit product several times larger than I imagined.

I guess thanks to the way the emulsion rumors started with Valor's wife spread even worse.

I was reminded that I expected a word-of-mouth network by noblemen and bourgeoisie ladies, but even that expectation was underestimated.

Thanks to this, the store is a large queue of days and sells out shortly after the emulsion arrives. We have sequentially increased the production system, but we have not yet caught up.

No matter how many more we can produce, more word of mouth will spread and demand will increase.

As far as other cities were concerned, even from neighbouring countries, parent books had been received to provide emulsions from royalty in other countries, such as under the Earl of Murteau.

... There is a fierce intelligence battle going on behind such glorious activity.

In an attempt to steal the emulsion method, other Chamber of Commerce spies were entering the production plant, as they did every day, and the acquisition of employees was a daily tea meal.

That is not something that can be prevented from being appreciated.

Herbs in herbs formulated with olive oil and water... and mysterious medicines mixed with it have fallen apart.

However, no method or method of making lecithin, known as secret medicine, has been identified at the production base and no emulsion can be made outside the Barol Chamber of Commerce as it stands.

The only reason Lecithin can't be made is because he's not making it in the city of Murteau, and Valor is hiding it under cover of what he's purchasing from Towahade.

Even if it were supposedly made in Toahade, in Toahade territory my father has carefully set up a production system to avoid divulging secrets, and the mouth of the inhabitants is much stronger than this one.

If you sneak into the assassin's possession in the first place, you'll know as soon as you figure out what happens.

Other than that, the Tower Harde side was struggling as well.

The amount of lecithin required was enormous, and what soybeans were made in the territory disappeared in an instant.

Or, "I can't make any more" doesn't convince me, so I'm secretly buying soybeans from other cities.

Sometimes I'm good at working on assassinations around here.

Valor desperately hides the purchase of lecithin from Towahade, which is quite interesting around hiding the purchase of soybeans.

"Other chambers of commerce want to sell emulsions. I have never been able to steal the method. Then it makes sense to turn off the numbness and target the person you know for sure. I didn't know it was easy to understand."

My predictions have come true.

Someone sneaks into the house late at night, tells him behind the ceiling and approaches my bedroom.

I rate that by my standards, so it's not top notch.

But you're far from killing me.

It's easy to deal with, but this will be a good teaching material for both of us. Let's watch until just before they kill us.

Someone reached directly above me and made a slight hole in the ceiling without sound.

Probably even a poisoned needle with a blow arrow or something. The purpose is not to kill, but to abduct and reveal the secrets of the emulsion.

... Now, how does Tart and Marha work?

The answer will come soon.

There was no sound, and when the tart came into the room, he rolled up his skirt.

On the right thigh there is a knife and on the left thigh there is a metal bar that is tri-fold and pulls it out.

The rods were coupled and even connected with the knife with a tip attachment, which deformed into a spear and poked the ceiling.

Spears are the most powerful weapon in melee combat. If you fight with a sword and a spear, it is said that the user of the sword will require three times more skill. In addition, Tart had a talent for spears. Probably has [Xu Jing] skills.

This spear you can hide is the birthday present I gave you. I like tarts badly and say they are treasures and they lack care every day.

The tart that separates spears and knives according to the situation and in time acquires the power to defeat even head-on battles if knights around it.

"Affordable, yes"

The more screaming, the more red stains spread on the ceiling, though the assassins didn't seem dumb.

It won't be fatal over the ceiling, but the sheath where the tart is delivering the knife is neurotoxicated.

This is a specially ordered item that has been improved with my knowledge of Toa Harde's secret items. Unless you have such a special physique at the point of plunder, you will not be able to move one finger.

I won't even allow myself to kill myself to not throw up my client's information.

One of the ceiling plates was removed and Marha turned up.

"Safe, we've got him.... I've been biting monkeys so I can't kill myself."

Tart and Marha, who noticed the intruder, were instantly moving back up as Tart escorted and intercepted and Marha blocked the escape route.

You can give me a pass score.

"Well done to both of you. I didn't know this ranked assassin could be noticed and captured. I have a high nose too."

The speed to notice the assassin's intrusion, the subsequent planning, and the lack of precipitation at the time of execution. Not perfect, but above a certain level.

"Eh heh, I'm happy"

"Right. I'm in the mood for the rest of this."

"You only made me do torture in seating. Just fine, I can finally put it into practice. Let the client's information throw up and it'll be a good card. Try to figure out how I can make you throw up information without allowing yourself to commit suicide. I've already taught you the technology you need to do that."

"Yes, good luck! Because you're the one who tried to do terrible things to Master Ill. I will not forgive you."

"Yeah, I'm very angry, too.... Then, if it works, praise me. Brother Ilg."

More importantly, if it's for me, I'd rather not hesitate to kill people.

Unlike me, I couldn't train to use death row inmates to kill and get used to it, so it was a disturbing part of me to be able to kill people.

But there seems to be more desire to please me, more desire to do something for me, than a murderous aversion.

...... they are so loving.

This can also be used in action.

Now, while they sneak up on torture, let's say we clean the dirty ceiling with blood, and then even plug it in and make it.

It's going to be a long night.

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And two years have passed since I quickly came to Murteau.

Looking back on what has happened.

It was a busy day like a joke with the new store tangles, but thanks to that I was able to get to know the world.

I was to be called to different places as a successful young successful Balor Chamber of Commerce cosmetic brand [Orna], so I have quite a few connections.

The funds are even more serious.

As promised, I keep getting 5% of all the payments for all the chains in Valor that deal in cosmetics, and I'm the manager of the number one store that sells the most in all stores in the first place.

I paid my advance to headquarters and the rest of my employees' salaries, so I've already earned enough money to play and live my whole life, and I've also done interesting things with that money.

Today is finally the day to return to Towaharde.

Already, the takeover had ended the whole way and the greeting of the working relationship had been completed. I only meet with my wife today.

There was a carriage in the mansion yard, and me and Tart were on board.

"Marha, cosmetic brand Orna. Then, I'll take over and manage the information network."

"Leave it to me, Brother Lug. I'll protect Murteau's stronghold."

We were fourteen years old and our impressions had changed dramatically when we grew up. Tart was cute and Marha grew up to be a beauty.

Fourteen is the age of being considered an adult in this country.

I tried to train Marha for two years, but she's still not for the executive force. But it grew enough to be entrusted with backward support.

In line with the opening of the new store, he has been appointed secretary and worked as the right arm of Ilg Barroll, and has also acquired his skills as a merchant.

While I'm out of Murteau City, I'll take care of everything.

... and telling her my real name and main business. That's why I called him on this occasion with Brother Lug, not Brother Ill.

Ask her to gather the information, fund and secure the supplies necessary for the assassination while acting as a deputy representative of Orna, the cosmetic brand of the Valor Chamber of Commerce.

"Marha, I'm sorry. I'm the only one who followed Master Lug."

"I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't envious, but I'm proud to be able to help Brother Lug with what I can only do.... Tart, help Brother Lug with my share nearby"

"Ha!"

Make it my exclusive servant, and Tart, the assassin assistant, responds.

Tart and Marha encourage each other.

When that was over, Marha stared at me. I have tears in my eyes. After all, it's hard for her to break up too.

"Sometimes, just a few moments, come see me. Brother Lug."

"I promise. Even if I don't have a job, I'm coming to see Marha"

"Yeah, I promise. If you hadn't come to me, even though I'm bound to go to Dear Dear so far away every month... I'd probably cry with regret"

"Marha is an important apprentice and assistant to me. There's no way you're not coming to see me."

"Yeah, I'm waiting.... Then I found what Brother Lug was asking for. An uninhabited island off the merchant ship's route. This is the map. What do you use for a deserted island that nobody gets close to?

"When I met Dia two days ago, I finished my new magic trick. If it's a little too powerful and not a deserted island, it's gonna be a big deal."

It's a new sorcery of brave killing. It definitely had the strongest power ever. The underlying theory is complete, but no experiments have been made. Too much power and range of effects. I can't even experiment without being a deserted island.

The carriage leaves.

I can't see Marha anymore.

... Last trial, in two years, he also became first class as a merchant and succeeded in obtaining the sign of a qualified merchant.

Supernova Cosmetics Brand [Orna] Representative, Ilg Barroll. There are no noble ladies or ladies who do not welcome you when you hear the name.

If we go back to Towahade, we start playing in action.

I'm not in that basement, I haven't killed anyone yet.

What kind of emotions do I have when I kill people right now?

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The carriage goes down the street.

The tart is on a little homesick.

"Tart, do you miss me breaking up with Marha?

"... to be honest, I miss you. I've never had a friend my age before."

Hopefully, I wanted to bring Marha too, but I can't let go of the information network of the Balor Chamber of Commerce.

Besides, when things happen that have to do with the survival of Towahade, it's huge to have a base to rely on. Worst of all, it is also conceivable to disguise Lug Towahade's death and live as Ilug Balor.

"Right. I will leave the transport of lecithin to tarts as far as I can from now on. There are plenty of opportunities to see you."

Tart has also grown in two years.

The way in which magic is handled is arguably superior precision, allowing the wind, which is its own attribute, to be used successfully.

... The repertoire of witchcraft also has the original witchcraft I created, and I can show enough power as an assistant to the assassination.

Perfect person to escort when transporting.

"I'm happy. But I'm sure Marha would be happier if Master Lug went."

"Really?

"That's right. Marha loves Master Lug, so not family love or friendship or anything like that. Well, yeah."

"I know what you're trying to say, but that's not true. I admire Marha's. Something similar, but different."

Similar but different.

of Marha. It is, admiration, not love.

"Sometimes it gets harder to say what Master Lug says"

"Sooner or later, you'll see."

Saying that, the carriage stopped suddenly. Surrounded by wolves.

Your man jumped off the carriage and left us, the guests, to flee,... to feed the wolves.

It's not just a wolf.

Around the corner, the nails were enlarged unusually.

Feel the slightest magic.

Demons. The definition of demons is animals with magic powers. Animals are also stronger by entangling magic so that humans become stronger by entangling magic, and in many cases the body degenerates.

Demons live away from people, and they are rarely supposed to go out into people.

"It's just fine. Results of the training, can I ask you once again… it will be a distraction"

"Oh, I'm watching here"

If I say so, a tart that wraps its entire body with magic and strengthens its physical abilities pops outside.

Three wolf demons, capitalizing on the advantages of the herd, move to surround the tart.

And I ripped my fangs off and jumped.

But his mouth, which was supposed to eat tart meat, was pierced with a blade. At some point in Tart's hand, the spear is gripped. The skirt was turning up, and I took out the hidden dark vessel and assembled it in an instant.

I worked out the tart. It can't be captured in such a linear motion.

A second one, coming from a time difference attack, strikes from his back, and the next moment he is struck through the jaw and dances through the universe.

Tart wind magic, by [WindBullet].

Most magicians can only activate magic from their palms.

Because that is what the ritual given by God is like.

However, it can be activated from anywhere between a few centimetres and dozens of centimetres of magic around itself by changing the surgical formula.

The magical area of the tart is about forty centimeters. She can knock her jaw out with a bullet of wind and make her faint the moment her opponent steps into the realm.

Even leading swordsmen assume that witchcraft does not activate from outside of their hands, and are not alert from outside there.

It's a plain but extremely effective ambush.

The last one escapes. Only wolves are very fast. You won't be able to catch up with Tart's feet.

But the wolf was pierced with a spear from his back.

He played the spear with the wind and turned it into a bullet.

"Brilliant stuff."

"Because Master Lug worked out for me. I was a great fighter on the battlefield."

While Marha was becoming my secretary at the Chamber of Commerce and sharpening the skills needed for backward support, Tart had gained real-life experience on the battlefield.

Training alone had its limits to becoming stronger and required a real fight. I was anxious to send it off, but I think it was good.

Tart came back to the carriage with a good face, so I stroked his head and narrowed his eyes to make him feel good.

"... is it time for the brave to show up"

I'll take one so it doesn't sound like a tart.

I was reincarnated to kill the brave.

The brave man, after he kills the demon king, is insanely harmful to the world.

When demons begin to increase, it is said that sooner or later the demons will emerge and the brave men and demon kings will descend.

Thus, demons appeared in the streets that did not descend into the public.

When that happens, things will happen after that, too.

We have to hurry.

I haven't just been a merchant for the last two years.

Together, he trained his fighting assistant tarts, and raised Marha so that he could create a base and entrust backward support.

Plus I'm starting to make a brave killer ticket, Card.

I look forward to experimenting on a deserted island. That would be powerful enough not to shoot, even if you were a brave man.