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

I want to have a meaningful conversation because I'm meeting with Nevan from the Duke of Romarung family because he's going to boil down the plan for the assassination of the Second Prince in his own room.

What we have at hand is a schedule for a second prince handed to us by the Duke of Romarung.

... From the original, I thought there was only one time I could kill him, but for the sake of that reaffirmation, I'll review it again.

"It's still the Founding Festival. That's the only place you can kill."

The National Founding Festival is an annual festival.

The emergence of the Demon Nation made it possible to hold it solemnly this year, but it will be held safely.

There the prince also goes out of the castle and takes part in the parade.

The trouble with killing a prince is that he has no choice but to die ill or accidentally.

The opponent is a prince, if he is to have been assassinated, he must find out the mastermind by the prestige of the country.

Just because it's been examined doesn't expose you to the kind of dumbness that will be identified, but if you can't find the killer, the country will have a scapegoat ready to defend its prestige.

... Honestly, that's not sleepy, and I don't know how to fly a fire. The card that the prince was assassinated can be abused in various ways by various forces of war.

So it's only an accident or death to the prince. Accidents are only aiming at sickness and death because what can cause the accident and the escorts collectively constitute a felony.

If it's sickness and death at this time, you don't have to make the killer. In addition, enough to threaten the Countess of Granfeld and her surroundings.

"One shot out if they think it's poison. That's quite a hassle."

I look at the needle at hand.

It is one of the dark vessels and is poisoned. It's a poison that gives you interesting symptoms, and you'll be judged sick in this world no matter how much you look into it.

The problem is when to type it in.

Without the sickness and death tie, that's one shot if you snipe, but if you're going to punch this needle in, you need to get close.

If they're not royal, you can sneak into the bedroom and attack the bedroom.

But that's impossible in the royal castle.

On the floor where the royal family lives, there is a junction activated the moment the royal family and other than the escort enter. Sense the wavelength of your soul with the artifact. It's impossible for me to deceive the artifacts that people make. Step in and no matter what you do, the junction will be activated.

Where the junction has been activated, I am confident that I will kill, hide, overdo, and escape the prince. But the junction was activated. In other words, at a time when the presence of the intruder is apparent, whether ill or dead, it is determined that he was assassinated.

I'm confident I'll get out of the escort if I can get him to de-link it with backwork, but there's no way I can get help with that kind of trail remaining.

So aim for the Founding Festival parade where the prince goes outside.

"... Well, it seems the Duke of Romarung wants me to kill him at Meena's party. No, is this trying me"

Some of the schedules also describe the face of the table of the Serpent Demon Meena, the participation of the Countess Granfeld in a party organised by her. It is also carefully crafted to catch the eye with placement and typography.

If it's determined to be an assassination, it's over. There is only one exception to that.

Making the person who caged the second prince guilty.

For example, if a second prince is to be killed at a party she hosts, it is also possible to push the role of scapegoat to Meena.

Simultaneous elimination of broken dolls and masterminds. An efficient way to do it without any more.... unless the other person is Meena.

Normally, if the Countess of Granfeld were to suffer the crime of killing a prince, those who were caged by her would leave not to be convoluted.

But the second prince was so broken that he had to discard it. Considering that, instead of leaving, it's even possible to storm upside down.

More importantly, I don't know what that demon tribe will do. What catastrophe would be caused if wearing the skin of Countess Granfeld would be a hassle......

I guess this is trying me out. I dare you to let me pay attention and say we shouldn't aim there.

"That's funny."

We'll be looking at the Second Prince's schedule, but the only place to aim is still the Founding Fathers' Festival.

Its founding festival must also be spared strict observance, and it is not even acceptable to suspect it.

Soon blood as an assassin will make a scene.

… a case impossible even for a first-rate assassin. That's why it burns.

◇

The next morning, a letter was sent by a message dove.

The other day, Nevan wrote back to me about the hope of seeing you.

"Come this afternoon."

Much to blame.

The Duke's Lady is busy. I should have made the schedule pretty much impossible.

You seem to give this one so much importance.

"Ugh, Lug, I'm dazzled."

"Time to get up. It's almost breakfast time."

Dia wakes up with the light plugging through the window and wakes her upper body to catch her eye. I don't wear anything so my cute breasts come to light.

"It's that time already. Lug didn't let me go until late yesterday, so I'm sleepless."

"Dia would be the one who didn't let me go"

"After all, I haven't figured out the woman's heart yet. When this happens, it's what makes a girl stand up."

Dia pulls out of the futon and removes the change of clothes from the closet.

"This closet, if you show it to someone else, it's going to be a big deal. Suspect of your feminine clothing hobbies or call me a harem bastard."

"... sort of"

Inside the closet are stored clothes and underwear from Dia and Tart.

There's a lot of Dia's clothes because that's what lovers do with each other. Until a while ago, Dia hated it because she was ashamed to do it in the mansion, but sometime she stopped caring.

And Tart has the trauma of losing his family at a young age, because sometimes he sleeps with me when he's lonely and he can't help it. My room is nearer to the kitchen, so it's a hassle to go back to your room and get dressed.

As Dia finished dressing, I heard a knock.

"Dear Lug, Dear Dear Dear, Rice is ready!

Tart's energetic voice sounds.

When I hear this, I think another new day has begun today.

◇

After breakfast, take the carriage and leave.

It's not just a horse, it's a horse with a slightly improved treatment using the magic transmitted to Towahade, and it's no longer like a demon.

After all the experiments, I'm finally able to operate stably.

However, due to its rough temperament, it is difficult to manipulate for faster minutes, so there are only a few things that can be used.

One nobleman gained an overwhelming speed in the direction of using demons, but there is also such an approach.

"Hey, not now, but who are you going to see?

"Oh, it's Nevan, a lady from the Duke of Romarung's house"

"Wow, I thought maybe, but I'm a princess of brilliance"

"What, did you know"

"Of course I do. 'Cause that name rang all the way to the Kingdom of Suongel."

Nevan is also a celebrity.

Its overwhelming beauty and the fact that it is an extremely rare user of light magic, up to an even greater track record.

"You've heard so much about me."

"... Haven't I told you yet? The Duke of Romarung family is the boss for Towaharde. They do that to determine whether royal requests are in the national interest, and how to use our killings for politics. This is confidential, of course."

The back and the surface must not be connected.

If the connection is not known, all you have to do is cut the tower hade in case the assassination of the tower hade is exposed.

However, if the connection is known, it will be exhausting to the Duke of Romarung and even to the royalty above it when exposed.

So until now, Romarng and Towaharde were superficial and had no involvement whatsoever.

"That's it, is this how you get into territory with a carriage in the grand daytime and you're okay?

"I'm fine. I'm here today as a holy knight.... in the form of a royal request. The details of the request are also clear. I can't believe you root this out in half a day."

It's suspicious that just a Baron family enters the Duke's house, but unless you're a Saint Knight, it's a story.

"I'm getting nervous about meeting with the princess of shine. What kind of person is that? I guess she's beautiful, as rumored."

"He was a very beautiful man."

"Why, Tart... speaking of which, the princess and the Duke of Romarung came out at the tea party at the castle."

Dia is a little obstinate.

Dia was unable to attend at the request of the other party.

I still have a little root for not seeing the gardens that the Kingdom of Alvan prides itself on as the most beautiful in the world.

That's how I finally got to the Duke of Romarung.

Passing the great farmlands, the great ranches and the orchards, we are finally getting closer to our destination through the big cities that are no less than Murteau.

It's been a long time since I entered the territory. The reason is simple, because it is too vast a territory.

"... this is really one territory"

"Everything."

"Ordinary aristocrats prepare and polish and colour their respective weapons in the territory. They're good at agriculture, they export food, they focus on commerce in commercial cities, they dig mines, they process industrial cities. But in the case of the Duke of Romarung territory, there is no such bias. Farmland, ranch, industry, commerce and everything is superb. So this is what the ill-mouthed aristocrats ironically call the Roman realm. Roman Lung Empire. Everything has been completed in one territory. The kingdom of Alvan, the most powerful nobleman."

Variety improvements to make the ultimate human and continued education for hundreds of years. For this reason he continued to greedily collect outstanding blood and teachers from all over the world.

The result is a network that stretches to all sides: the brilliant people and the wisdom gathered from all over the world.

They are creating synergies. Also, good humans compete and grow more.

so prosperous that the result is even said to be the Roman Lung Empire.

... the name Romarung Empire is ironic, but at the same time a word out of fear.

Every nobleman is afraid of Romarng. Even if the kingdom of Alvan is broken into two and Romarung and everything else, it is even said that Romarung will win.

This is the first time I have seen Romarung territory, but at first glance, I even thought that this was the point of human arrival at the moment.

And I finally got to my destination.

Tart and Dia rode themselves out of the carriage, with their eyes open. And I lose my temper, too.

"Wow, that's amazing. It's a very, very fine castle."

"Awesome, but it's too awesome! What, Lug, are you okay with this?!? Wouldn't it piss you off to build a better castle than Wang Du's? If I imitate you like this in Suongel, you'll be crushed when they say it's not easy."

It's a castle. It's more beautiful, more majestic, more functional than any castle we've ever seen.

Beautiful royal castles are also sumptuous compared to this.

"This castle was built last year. In the name of the best castle in theory that can be made with state-of-the-art technology. It is not comparable in size or performance to the historic castle in Wang Du.... Indeed, it is not a praise for the nobility to make a castle better than a king. But I am forgiven because I am the Duke of Romarung. I am more thankful and devoted to the king than any other nobleman."

That one is pre-built, though it's bigger that the royals and other nobles have no power enough to sell fights to Romarung.

"You know, Lug. I'm talking about what happened. If Romarung cares about that, can he take over the country?

"I think I could have done it anytime before I was born."

That is the truth about this country.

The kingdom of Alvan can only be the kingdom of Alvan because Romarng has pledged allegiance to the king.

Because of this powerful power, every other nobleman is given a stare.

With all this power, Romarng was using that power for his country.

"Well, shall we go? It's almost time to make a promise."

The castle is surrounded by a huge lake and crosses a fine bridge. There were many fish swimming in the clear lake, many of which were said to be delicious and edible. This is to protect the castle, and at the same time the aquaculture farm, I guess, seems to be Romarung looking for efficiency.

Tighten your mind.

… meets the monster that controls the country and its home base.

If we were to be cautious, they would eat us in no time.