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

Snake Demons, finish your intimate meeting with Meena and then go back to the room we're renting.

I think we have a good negotiation.

We have mutual interests and as much backing as we can trust. Open your own door.

"Uh, the cheating man's back."

Welcome home, Master Lug.

Dia and Tart welcomed me.

Dia swells her cheeks with a muffled face and her eyes are moisturized with a sadder face on the tart.

I almost laughed too much as I expected.

Tart receives his jacket and puts it on the wall.

"I wasn't cheating on you. Work."

"What kind of job would it be to meet that colorful woman? Because over there, I totally care about Lug. I'm going to eat it."

I'm going to eat it...... you're absolutely right.

In many ways.

"I need the help of Countess Granfeld. To get information quickly and make it easier to move around in this country."

"No, the Count is not politically capable."

The aristocratic rank is from the top, Duke > Borderline Burr-Marquis > Count > Viscount > Baron > Knight.

Originally, Dia is not as powerful as she says she is.

"Even if she has no power herself, the men she contacted have power. How many hole brothers are in the center?"

"Um, Master Lug, what do you mean by hole brothers?

The tart is tilting its neck.

Dia opened her mouth when I couldn't tell her.

"I mean the fellow who had sex with the same woman. What Lug said was that the colorful woman was taking the men with central power. By the way, if Lug gets his hands on both me and Tart, we'll be rod sisters. You're against the Hole Brothers."

"Hiccup."

The tart is blushing.

Was it a little too irritating?

On the contrary, Dia has been in the aristocratic community for a long time and is used to talking about that.

"Yeah, so Lug joined his brothers."

"If I had, I wouldn't have come home so soon. I can't tell you the details, but we're just a business-like relationship. I was invited, but Dia's face came up and I said no."

When I held Dia over, she stiffened her body at first, then pulled me out of it.

"... well, I'll believe you. I don't smell that woman that much."

"Thanks. Can you believe Tart, too?

"Of course it is. Master Rugg is not an idiot."

It's not like I'm an Euch.

I have a year-to-year appetite.

Most of all, I'm not a kid enough to make it stick out.

"Um, Master Lug. We have received a letter from Master Neusch."

"From Neusch?

With that said, when I came here, the Marquis of Grand Vallen, who carried me in a demonic carriage, deliberately said he was one of Neusch's people.

That's why I thought Neusch would show some movement, but not at this time.

"What's the matter? It's a good reason to say no."

"You've got a lot of invitations coming. Well, I've received all these other invitations since Master Lug disappeared."

A tart spreads a bunch of invitations to your desk.

Parties, and other invitations are coming.

I want to choose something as meaningful as possible, the length of my stay in Wang Du is short, and I can see politically that if I choose one, I will turn it all down because it will stand at the corner.

... Wherever they join, the group will hustle and bustle that the Holy Knight Me has chosen them.

I'm a holy knight, I've been commissioned by the goddess [of the chosen servant], and I even have a track record of demonic killings.

I am, from every nobleman, a delicious being, a promising stock that will continue to emerge.

"It's not just the tea party, it's the end of the line."

"Lug, that's very popular."

"No, Master Lug is not a horse."

Seeding is as good as reading and writing.

The stronger the magic, the better the chances are that the child you're born with will be, and that's what you're after.

If a man is more dead or incapable, it is common to hire a good man for money to plant a child.

But sometimes a man wants a strong man's sperm for the house even if he's alive and there's nothing sexually functional wrong with it.

... the tendency is to have a superior family, which is also common in houses that are receiving son-in-law adoptions, and this request included such houses.

Once, there was a man named for his strength. The prestigious nobleman, who wanted the man's children, looked up the man's favorite whorehouse, had the courtier pretend to be a whore, and carefully worked on contraceptives to get the child properly. The more such anecdotes there are, the more the nobles are greedy to leave outstanding blood behind.

Of course, on the contrary, there are still surrogate births by hiring a good mother for gold, but these things are still easier to establish for a man with a lower hurdle.

"Aristocrats have the strength of magic in their status, and for that reason they blow up all sorts of ethics. I don't know how people feel about this, but I'm telling you, I might lose my life fighting the Demons, so I don't want to leave a living testament before I do."

"If you say that, you'll pull the other way."

"Um, what do you think of Master Lug?"

"I'm with Dia. I don't even want to think about what happened after he died."

Tart looked sorry for him.... No way, if I said I wanted to leave a living proof, did I say I would cooperate?

The tart brakes have been too broken lately. Let's be careful.

As a result, I look through the letter of participation.

It's not just Neusch's, it's everything.

Neusch is a friend, but that's not the only reason to prioritize him.

I see Neusch's letter at the end.

A list of participants was written.

All those things called young meritocrats. Sounds really noisy.

And......

"Tart, I wrote a letter to Neusch. Wrap it in an envelope and deliver it."

"Yes. Ah, you're in."

"Uh, okay? It's not just a bunch of knights who collect all those kids, but it seems like they could make more connections."

"That's painful."

Young meritocrats. That's just because talent is recognized. It has no track record and no speaking power.

Most have not yet taken over the Lord in the first place.

You deserve what Dia calls a knight.

Still, I decided to go.

"There was a name I couldn't ignore. The name of the Countess Granfeld is written jointly with the Marquis de Grand Vallen"

Countess Granfeld...... there is no way you can ignore the snake demons, Meena.

I guess it's the Marquis of Grand Vallen who brought us in a demonic carriage, because it's a blood clan that brings us to Grand, but that snake woman doesn't do anything for nothing either.

Neusch is in danger, and I am concerned about the competent young man Neusch has gathered.

That snake woman, she had a meaningful grin when she did it on her way home, but you knew you'd see her three times.

Also, they hit me first.

"Ugh, I knew I'd want someone with that jerk"

"... Master Lug has such a jerk to hobby, crap, and hang in there!

"I don't want to see you personally. It's dangerous to leave them alone. Especially among the herds of unknown sheep."

If you do poorly, below Neusch, all the promising youngsters will suffer the poison fangs of that woman.

Even the immature ones now, all of them carry this country.

Dia sees me suspiciously.

If I told you that that woman was a demon, you'd convince me, but I can't do that contractually.

I'll keep my contract with any opponent.

So let's persuade him another way.

Kiss Dia.

It was so unintentional that Dia rounded her eyes and the tart covered her face with her hands...... she was just staring.

"You don't trust me. I'm telling you, Dia's the one I love the most. Let's go to the other room. Prove it in action"

That's what I say, while I hug Dia as a princess.

Dia doesn't resist.

"You know, Lugg's a tough guy now and then."

"No?

"... no. I want Lug to love me, too."

"Then let's go"

It's been a long time since you and Dia loved each other.

Somehow, it's hard to do in a towaharde mansion.

The Tower Harde mansion is not as soundproof as it is, except for the conference room, my father's office room, torture room, etc.

... and there are two guys who are not very soundproofed, but who stand ears to ears.

But this is the royal castle.

We can love each other in peace.

"Oh, that I'm delivering a letter!

Tart turned bright red in his face and left with a letter.

It distracted me.

Let's love it fully so that we don't ignore that care.