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

Now it's time to meet the person you want.

Nevan, a courtier at the Duke of Romarung's house.

Being allowed to name Romarung doesn't just mean he was born direct.

It means the greatest masterpiece of our time in Rome, where we continue to improve our breeds and educate our talents in order to be true human beings.

Not ashamed of the title of Romarung's greatest masterpiece, in addition to its beauty, it is called the princess of brilliance, or even the treasure of the kingdom of Alvan, from her overwhelming track record, being the only alleged user of light attributes in the country.

In the school, he reigned as president, although in one upper generation, of course.

How much easier she could have been had she not been out during the example school raid noise.

And she makes herself Princess Farina's shadow fighter, perhaps even a twin.

To her like that, she walks through the mansion guided by a servant.

"Hey, Lug. What kind of magic is light magic? You've never seen the real thing, and you don't know it because you don't have much material."

"Oh, I care too. It sounds cool, but it actually doesn't matter what."

"Not only does it sound good, it's a hell of a powerful attribute. It is the fastest and longest range high-performance magic when used to attack. Just a light attribute, at the speed of light, the range is in kilometers."

"You can't do that, can you?"

I'm cold sweating in the image of Tart when he's relative to light magic.

"Yeah, that's it if you have aim when you're released. There's no such thing as a nasty attack."

Little literature remains about light magic, and there is little information about it in this world.

But I'm learning to exist in the goddess' room.

In typical attacks of light magic, there is something that emits convergent light.

Its speed and range do not allow other followers.

"When you use it to attack, you can use a lot of other things."

"Exploration magic with light is extremely extensive and fast to transmit, and healing magic can be used. Though the medical magic of Towahade is at best enough to aid in surgical surgery and enhance self-healing, in the case of light magic, the dimensions are different. Presence to be called conceptual healing. Top-notch performance in any field as well as being able to attack, probe, recover and everything. Awesome power."

"... when you hear that, you want it more and more."

Dia's chest is pounding, uncontrollably curious.

In fact, if you could choose any one attribute, it would be light.

I didn't choose for two reasons.

One thing, light and darkness can only be acquired in a single. They are not covered by dual or all attributes. It is better to be able to use all the ground, fire, wind and water, which are the basic four attributes, no matter how good the light is.

Two, lack of offensive power. The light does reach fast and far. However, the attack power per magic consumption is significantly inferior to soil with flames and masses with an overwhelming amount of energy. Fire power was needed to kill the brave man and the priority was lowered.

I get to my destination while we chat like that.

"Go ahead, gentlemen. Come here."

It was just Nevan's private room that the servant led me through.

As I open the door, the sound of the piano rings.

The aristocratic daoism that recently began to go out.

But the melody was beautiful and sophisticated.

It's not just the piano tone that's sophisticated, everything in this room is the ultimate in sophistication.

While collecting the best in this world, it harmoniously harmonises the whole world and doesn't make it smell like gold.

In a nutshell, my taste is good.

It's a real aristocratic taste.

"Welcome. Lug Towaharde and his people. I was looking forward to seeing you."

Shaking her blonde hair, she turns around.

"I'm so excited to see you again."

"Well, you're good. You had a lovely servant the other day, didn't you? What about you?

"Say hello, Dia."

"I'll see you first. My name is Claudia Towaharde. I am a squire of the Holy Knight."

Give thanks for the Alvan Kingdom ceremony.

What Dia has done is more like it.

"Fair enough, Mr. Claudia. Very, very cute. … and you smell something like that."

"Well, what do you think?

Similar?

Exactly sharp, I spotted with one eye that Dia was not born of a lower aristocracy to the extent of a baron.

"Please have a seat"

"Okay, sweeten your words"

We'll take our seats.

"When I heard you were coming, I had some tea treats for you. But I got a lot better than that, so I'll be there today. Me, I haven't eaten that one since last month - I'm so full of chocolate. I didn't expect to get it again."

Apparently, there's something in my ear about the chocolate I gave my servant when I entered the castle.

"If you're happy, it's more than that."

"How did you get it?. That, even though I tried to get it, I didn't get it."

Translating this, how does the baron or so have something that even the four Dukes can't get? be.

"Ha, you know that, right? Because me and Orna's deputy are in love. Somewhat accommodating."

They checked the connection between Marha and me, so this is good information. In order not to make it to a diagram called Lug-Ilug, he makes me recognize him as a lover.

"Oh, that kind of public/private confusion is bad. But I owe it to you to put it on chocolate, so let's miss it. Well, we've got a schedule."

Beautifully served chocolate and tea are brought to the plate.

"After all, it's Orna's tea for Orna's treats"

This tea is also sold in Orna.

... a little surprised.

I'm used to handling chocolate. It was slightly warm, which made it palatable.

"Oh, you can't stop. This noble sweetness. This flavour cannot be enjoyed without chocolate. That's a noble treat, isn't it? I'd love to eat it every day."

Innocent Nevan cheeks up the chocolate.

As far as this goes, she just looks like a boxed girl.

But I know the contents are different.

This kind of innocent trick would also have been worn because it pleases men more than it pleases them to behave without gaps.

It's a perfect act, but it's a perfect act, so I get it.

Earlier she referred to Dia as her kind, but in a different way she's just like me.

We enjoy chocolate while we talk.

And I'm finally getting to the point.

"So what about the light magic thing you were asking for?

"Sure, fine. Because the Holy Knight says it is necessary to defeat the Demon King and the Demon Clan. As nobles of the Kingdom of Alvan, we have decided to cooperate."

She smiled and took out a piece of parchment.

There, the magic lettering is engraved.

"Well, thank you"

Reaching out, I get paper all the time.

It was deliberately folded so that I couldn't read the lower half. Is that my instant memory capability measure? I'm going to negotiate, but it doesn't make sense if I can remember what's in it.

"I'll cooperate, but that's not why. Because light magic is precious."

"Is chocolate not enough for you?

"It's pretty heart-shaking, but you're in the place of another voice. Why don't you try and guess what I want?

Understand the other person's sincerity.

I'm the one who once said that Nevan wanted clarity.

"Am I the one you crave?

"Correct."

"Exactly too cheap with light magic to dedicate my life to Romarung. You'd think so, wouldn't you? Anyway, there's no way a man who could be bought by light magic deserves the Duke of Romarung house."

"You have a good mouth. When you say that, I can't even suggest what I was thinking next. If my son-in-law refused, I was going to ask him to just seed it."

Tart and Dia peeled off on the side.

They seemed very irritating.

Nevan's bargaining skills are extremely basic.

First, act unscrupulous and come up with a compromise proposal.

This method is simple, but correct. Because of the burden I am turning down once, I accept that the compromise is better.

I'm just saying this in her case, but I'm carrying the story on the assumption that even that compromise proposal will be rejected.

"Then let's do this"

Pounce my hand.

"I want to know more about you. So... fight the next demon clan and let me be on my way."

My best smile came out today.

"That's hard. Anyway, I can't guarantee my life. The other day, I was asked by Neusch and his knights to accompany me, and I told you not to follow me because you guys are a bunch of legs. We can't treat you special, and it's for you."

"Then don't worry. As a matter of fact, I watched Mr. Neusch and his lovely maid fight. I'll tell you in a minute. I'm stronger than a pretty maid. This is how I look. I'm a Roman lung."

It is Romarung. I can hardly speak any more convincing words.

It's true without any confusion. I'm already aware of that. That it is a monster that is in front of you.

She is stronger than Tart, even as she is now.

There's just one thing that bothers me.

"It's a joke that you were watching, right? You can't be unaware of what I broke into that party."

"I was really there. Shall I tell you why I didn't notice? I've been inside since the beginning. It was replaced by one of the Knights collected by Mr. Neusch. You're good at disguising because you're a shadow warrior."

... Got hit.

I just can't notice that.

If you're an intruder, you'll notice, but you can't be on guard because you're inside Neusch.

Plus, me and Neusch's men met for the first time.

Even if those men are switching with someone, they won't notice the disguise unless they know what it was.

The disguise would also be noticeable if it were something bold, such as a mask, but it might even be uncomfortable if it were to the extent of changing the impression with makeup without knowing Nevan's face, but it's uncomfortable.

Got hit.

Trouble has taken my word for it.

I've said on that occasion that if we're stronger than Tart, we deserve to fight together.

"... I'll ask you once and for all, what were you there for? Until I disguised myself."

"Because I was interested in you...... is now, in fact, for a bit of surveillance because stupid childhood tampering seemed to walk the same end as a stupid prince. I thought I'd keep the nail too, but it helped because you gave me the nail. That one's good, so it's a lot of use."

"Neusch is a fruit payer. I can't believe I'm being thought of by a beauty like Master Nevan."

"I don't see it as heterosexual. To welcome you as a Romarung is not acceptable, I am not going to have an alley child. I just like my ill-made brother or so. I've been a puppy and cute puppy for a long time."

... If you get a Romarung lady, you're a bad brother who can't even chair the school, horrible.

Even though Neusch is definitely a genius just because he's unusual around.

"Again, the conditions are harsh. When something happens to the Romarung lady, she can't be held accountable."

"If that's the problem, I can't help it. It is the duty of nobility to stand on the arrow to protect this country. Because no matter what happens, let's just say it's not your fault?

"On the contrary, I ask, why are you so obsessed?

"It's not smart to return questions with questions, is it? But I'll give you a special answer. This is also for two reasons. I care about you, and I can't help but worry about you. How did you kill the Demons, and how did you sweep away all those demon hordes during the school raid? You have a lot to hide."

"Look at the reports you've submitted to the country."

Top-secret material that you don't normally see.

But you can't possibly not see Nevan... no, you can't have not already seen him.

"All those lies. So I want to see it with these eyes."

I just want to say no.

What happens if the Duke of Rome gets the concept of a gun?

Even the crossbow made something like that. The foundation of the country could really be turned upside down.

However, if you refuse, you will dispatch a watch on your own. Still, I think it's better to keep it on hand.

"Another reason?

"After all, Mr. Lug's blood is needed for Romarung. If it's just a tower hade, I'd say no with power, but it's hard to be a holy knight. So I decided to make you fall in love with me in a positive way. Then I was wondering if we needed time together and 'shabby'. Don't worry, I'll be in the cage in a minute. Well, if you can't, don't worry, you can rape me and just have the kids. If you count the stains on the ceiling, you'll be done."

How confident.

Or what did I say in the second half? Is Romarung that unusual or is she special?

Tart and Dia's gaze pierce from the side.

"… subject to conditions. When accompanied, there is no need to say anything else about what you see. Also, don't divert my technology. Swallow if you can protect it."

"Yeah, happy. Looking forward to fighting the Demons together, huh? So here's the paper that describes the magic of light."

They pushed me off.

But the goal was achieved.

Now Dia can wear light magic.

Let's get back on our minds and clear up another business.

"And as for the Second Prince's assassination plot, we have the materials. It's a plan that needs to draw on the help of Romarung. This is just how we set up our seats. Let's pack this too."

"Yeah, I'll allow it. I'll look through you later."

"... can I allow it without looking through?

"When it comes to killing, you won't go wrong. If you're a man who can't even do business, there's no way I want your kid."

Seems a lot trusted.

No, I guess it's my sensibilities I trust, not mine.

"Then I will work out so that I can be a squire of the Holy Knight. Please apply from Mr. Rugg."

I had a new companion unexpectedly.

Instead of pulling her leg, she would be a big help.

If you don't use it wrong, it becomes a powerful weapon, but if you take one wrong step, you go to hell.

Care will need to be taken in handling it.

... and we need to be careful in a completely different way. Later, shall we talk slowly with Dia and Tart?