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

I came to Wang Du.

The purpose is the Founding Fathers' Festival and the assassination of the Second Prince.

I was collecting information about the second prince while working out the plan, but I found out what Princess Farina and the Duke of Romarung meant when they said it was too late.

He no longer cares about the national interest and is a puppet of the Serpent Demon Meena.

Seriously, the quality is just poor when I was moving with Princess Farina's puppets.

Because of his position as the Second Prince and his glorious track record, he can't hold his teeth. Ever since I've been asked to assassinate you, I've been making fun of you.

"You didn't bring your lovely squire, did you?"

"Hopefully, I didn't want to bring you either"

I'm in disguise and attending the Founding Fathers' Festival.

As Frank Haltzman, one of the young merchants.

Frank Haltzman's family registry wasn't prepared by my father, it was something I got for myself.

A merchant devoured by demons during a trade and a lifelong solitude. He's a great person to borrow a name from.

Numerous stores will be opened for the Founding Fathers' Festival.

It was open there in the name of Frank Haltzman.

And for some reason, Nevan is helping me with the store. Dress up, of course.

It's the crepes we sell. Special made with dough mixed with single chestnut flour made from potatoes.

Then the amount of starch increases and the texture becomes moist.

Furthermore, not only the texture, but also the benefit of thin baking does not tear, and the dough approaches transparency.

Clearly thinly baked fabric is beautiful, sticky and sensual in the mouth.

The ingredients are fine raw cream and seasonal fruit.

Wrap the tastiest things now without small work in the utensils.

The aim is a big win, and a little after opening the store, we can queue up, and that never stops.

I'm gonna be a patron, so why don't we open a shop in Wang Du? So much so that I even had an invitation.

"You can be proud to be queued in the King's Capital full of fat people with tongues. You, you're superb as a cook, too. But isn't that a little too much?

"This is the capital of the king. It is more conspicuous to serve anything other than first-class, in a stall enough to be allowed to the King's Capital"

If it's normal, the less customers the better.

Anyway, it's only a fake way to sit at a point where you can kill a prince and not feel unnatural.

"That's true, too. But there's no negative impact on the main business?

"I can do it in this situation. Instead, it's a good hiding place to be."

No one would think they could kill a guest while they were in enough stores to queue up.

By the way, all the conversations we have right now are not making any noise.

Exchange in conformity of assassins who preach words by shivering their lips small.

Moreover, he does not pay attention to his lips, sets aside his point of view, and captures it at the edge of his eyes. If we look at each other's lips cancer, we'll be suspicious around us.

... even though I'm not an assassin, I'm a monster around being able to do something like this.

The failure to bring tarts and dia is due to a lack of disguise technology.

If you're just going to disguise yourself, I can help you.

But in those two cases, the behavior remains the same for both of us.

Playing someone else perfectly means building someone else inside yourself and unconsciously tracing how they breathe, kick, talk, trick, think, interact with people, etc.

If you can't do that, it's just cosplay.

That's not what I can do overnight.

But Nevan can do that.

Are you saying Princess Farina's Shadow Warrior is not Dada?

"Hehe, I look forward to seeing you kill."

"I'll be giving you the plan"

"Yeah, but all it said was that he was going to kill himself from here on out."

The specific method is laying low.

To prevent any leakage of information.

"Watch with confidence. I don't know if I can understand it."

By the time we can secure this place, 90% of the operation will be a success.

Courses used by royalty in the parade in advance, time is being studied.

Travel by carriage with escort during the parade. In addition, soldiers stand at equal intervals to keep ordinary people away.

We can mess with that, but if we make such a scene, the assassination will be suspected.

However, there is a point where the carriage and the audience with the prince on board are fairly close within the progression route. The road is getting narrower and we have to get closer.

That's where this stall is.

The distance from the Prince's carriage approaches up to three meters.

That three metres is the distance that can be assassinated under this condition.

In order to open the stall in this position, the help of Romarung was used.

Rome Lung believed he would do well while hiding the traces of screwing the stall, and in fact he was right.

The crepe sells well.

And the number of guests is slightly decreasing.

Because the parade has begun.

Soldiers organizing the queues came forward because of the road width, redirecting the queues and allowing room for the lanes to pass through.

Then the royals pass right in front of them one after the other.

Especially popular is the First Prince. The first prince is even hailed as a martial arts god. In addition to being very strong in person, his ability to lead and his strategy is great.

However, if you were to mention the problem, that you are too specialized in battle only. Good head rotation due to its skill in strategy and tactics. He is also good at manipulation because he is admired by many of his men.

Yet when it comes to politics, it's pompous. Probably the type you can be passionate about just what you're interested in.

And the next most popular one is Princess Farina. The client of the assassination. Her charm is overwhelming beauty and a smile full of charity.

She holds charity concerts and performs songs once a month in the King's Capital, in the largest hall in the Kingdom of Alvan, but is overcrowded every time. Tickets sell out in minutes.

According to the visitors there, it sounds like an angel singing.

Her popularity is as the idol Idol.

But it is a pseudo and has a face as a connoisseur.

So far, all princes and princesses except the second went by, but not very popular with the exception of the first prince and Princess Farina.

It is just thought by the people that he was born royal.

And......

"Finally."

The tightening is second prince.

Given that the top batter was the first prince, I guess he brought the powerful first and last.

The second prince is credited with building up achievements in politics and diplomacy as opposed to the first prince.

... thanks to being the puppet of Princess Farina and the Duke of Romarung.

It's just that track record is track record.

The sweet mask is also so popular that it can't be beat by the First Prince or Princess Farina.

I can see it approaching with the size of a person's stirring.

I'm going to get more focused.

Coming.

The second prince is grinning.

As the portrait suggests, he sounds yellow with a neat young man.

But... I wasn't mad in those eyes.

I'm disturbed by myself, and the air is starving. He's insane right now.

Such, I look at the second prince with the eyes of Towaharde.

analyze the color of his magic, the wavelength.

Having magical powers involves unconscious magic even in normal times, and is not fatal enough for ordinary people to have been slashed with a sword.

I have firepower to kill.

But there's nothing I can do to make an attack that has that kind of firepower that stands out.

You can't kill without firepower, if you have firepower, you will be enlightened to assassinate.

If it could be determined to be an assassination, there were as many opportunities as there were for [shooting] to be killed from a super distance.

It should not even be understood that there has been an assassination this time. That's why it's a difficult job and this is how I do a lot of tricks.

Start chanting.

At a volume that barely moves the lips and is not even audible to the guests waiting to be able to crepe in front of them.

New magic developed with Dia.

It is a magic without attributes, and its use is the versus extinction of magic.

Each person has a wavelength of magic. Shooting in the combined wavelengths of magic puts a hole in the magic armor the subject is wrapped around.

There's no physical damage, so you don't even realize you've been shot in.

... It's just a very difficult procedure.

You can't read wavelengths unless it's also the eye of Towaharde first, and if you pour more magic than you need, you push through, not against extinction.

But you can be me.

Shortly before passing, the chant is complete.

An invisible magic bullet flew around his neck, punching a hole in the magic flow that the second prince wrapped around him.

Then, a dark vessel disguised as a stall installation is used to eject a specially made needle.

This dark vessel was large and only had the means to bring this stuff into the stalls without suspicion.

A second prince is holding down his neck, tilting his neck and talking to the guard about something.

I don't hear it from here, so I use lip reading.

"Prince, what has been done to you?

'Take it easy for a second. Nothing, move on.'

The second prince releases his hand from the neck muscle.

There's not a single scar there.

That's a success.

As if nothing had happened, the second prince passes by.

"Come on, sir. It's an order crepe."

Pass the crepe with a smiling smile.

I just look like I'm baking crepes.

As one, you won't realize you killed a second prince at this moment right now.

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At the end of the parade, the announcement of the end of the Founding Festival flows.

The stall closed and the drinker, on the contrary, enthusiastically began to call in the guests.

We'll just finish cleaning up, too.

"Ugh, you're tired. I'm glad I sold a lot of crepes."

Nevan makes the stretch.

"Right. Let's go back to the inn."

I can't go home at this hour, I'm staying at the inn because it's more unnatural not to take the inn than I am behaving as Franz.

Naturally, I'm also booking for the clerk Nevan is disguised as.

Until the moment I leave this city, I will stay connected as Franz.

"In a far away land, inn alone. That's a great chance to cheat. I have a hard mouth."

"I'm not willing to. Don't come into my room."

I'll keep the nail down just in case.

"I think. If you sold all this stupid, wouldn't you want to launch it in a little luxury store?

"... right. That's what it is. Let's go."

The muscles are through, now I'm Franz. The creature named Young Merchant is Yike, and if he makes a lot of money, he scatters it.

"Yes, definitely. Let me see what you call a shitty shop."

Wang Du's shops are expensive.

To treat that as a downstairs store is scary because the rich are this.

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When I was in school, Wangdu was sometimes almost the only playground, and I was familiar with shops in Wangdu.

Among these, I chose a private room and a restaurant with good food.

I made it a private room, probably because Nevan wants to talk.

Use the magic of the wind at the right time.

It's magic to keep the sound out.

Look at that, Nevan smiles.

From the surrounding situation, they spotted this magic.

"Well, good luck with that. Tell me a few things. Second prince, he wasn't dead, but are you okay?

"That's the thing, but after a while the second prince dies. In your own room in the castle. That's the last thing you need to rot."

I know the prince's schedule.

I adjusted to die on my way back to my room.

"Oh, you're back to saluting. Sorry to hear that."

"I'm not acting like Franz on this occasion."

The wind blocks the sound and the content of the speech.

What we're here for now is Lug, not Franz.

The opponent is a duke and a man on the cloud. What a terrible mouth.

"What the hell kind of way did they kill you?

"I used a needle. It is a needle as thick as hair in a few millimeters. It made it look like a cookware and we had a device in the stall that would eject that needle. It's hard to fly a small needle and the device has grown larger, and this time I opened the stall because it was the only way to hide the device and get within three meters of its maximum range."

It's like telling the Second Prince to suspect me if I come close with something like that on my back.

The stall became a good cover.

"Can you kill me with a needle like that?

"Yeah, I can't do it with a regular needle, though. The needle itself solidified the poison. Shooting the needle into the artery of the neck muscle will take you on a blood flow and carry you to your heart. And dissolve in the heart"

This much accuracy was also asked for, which is why the apparatus has grown larger, and why we had to get closer to it within three meters. It was necessary to target the artery of the neck muscle, not the neck muscle.

"What happens when it melts?

"It relaxes the muscles. Loose heart muscles stop blood flow. It's called a heart attack, and it can make it look like death or illness."

"Doesn't it identify you as poisonous?

"The needle will no longer melt, because it just relaxes the muscles from the inside of your body. Unlike normal poisoning, it leaves no trace."

At least in this world.

"That was an interesting poison. I learned."

"A few hours after the parade, the second prince is protected by the ancient tool Artifact, who dies of cardiac paralysis in his own chamber, where none can penetrate. You'll be cleaned up by illness and death."

"Hehe, that's perfect. That solves the immediate problem, right? … and then we'll use our work, this disease and death, to show it well."

Nevan drinks with a luscious grin.

That's all it is, but it's a terrific color.

"I enjoyed the food and the booze. It's time to go back."

"Yeah, let's do that"

Nevan has offered his hand.

I'm asking you to escort me.

That would be good.

I could spin her roots, and even the store, because she was there. I have to thank you for that.

I just need to be careful.

I am also pressing my chest and inviting her at this moment.

Besides, this perfume is not just perfume. Something to make a man care about that.

Now that I think about it, all the tricks are for it.

She's serious about dropping me.

"Hehe, it's been a long night."

... It's going to be a real fight when I get home.

But you can't lose.

Dia pushed me just in case, and I have a date tomorrow.

You can't just turn on the smell of another woman and go on a date. Especially tomorrow, because I'm going to see that girl who rarely sees me but does everything for me.