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

The material for the Snake Demon Meena depicted the Demon Clan and the emergence point that would appear.

It is a city located northwest of the Kingdom of Alvan, called Jomble.

Because it is on the border, it deals with other countries, mainly the Suongel kingdom, the country of Dia, which is inferior to Murteu, the port, but thrives considerably.

The scheduled appearance of the Demon Clan is extremely close in three days, and the place is only about eighty kilometers away from Towahade as well.

The crisis in Jomble also spills over into Towahards.

When I surveyed the population of Jomble, devoting all of the city's human beings is a little short of fulfilling [the fruit of life], which is the purpose of the Demon Nation, unless so many good quality souls are available.

If it's not enough, the Demons will be after a nearby tower hade.

In this vicinity, Towahade is more populous, you cannot want reinforcements farthest from the king's capital, and it is very easy to target from the enemy.

"You're after Jomble, aren't you? I've been there, too. It's a nice city."

"It's a good city, and it's a city I don't want to lose as a tower hade"

It is also an important business partner for Towaharde.

Though Towahade has high food self-sufficiency, it doesn't compensate for everything you need to live in the territory.

That is too inefficient.

Such an imitation would be possible about the Duke of Romarung family, which is overwhelmingly vast and rich in territory and resources.

Jomble is the only city thriving in commerce, and I generally buy what I lack there, and on the contrary, I sell what I make in Tower Hard.

There are a number of cities that can replace Jomble, but they are far away.

The cost of shipping is too high, the price of what has been inexpensive and available will jump, and the residents who were selling things to Jomble will be devoured by the cost of shipping.

The lives of the people are devastated.

"Did you also find out about this on your usual information network?

Dia asks questions as the carriage rocks.

"Oh, the usual."

Because Meena dares to lay low, she explained that she came from an information network that I manage independently.

Because knowing can be dangerous the other way around.

I have two more people with me.

One of them is a tart, loading material I've created about the demons that will appear this time.

Based on Meena's information, she added information from Alam Karla, analyzed it, and even wrote about the measures taken.

And speak to the other.

"Well, you've got an empty schedule."

"It wasn't empty, it was empty."

An extinct beautiful girl with blonde hair melting gold intact smiles.

I spoke up because I had promised to accompany him in the battle against the Demons.

"Well, you're willing to believe my story."

The Duke of Romarung also has his own information network.

And I certainly don't have any new demonic information.

Anyway, it's information brought to me by a demonic insider.

"Heh heh, I was so curious. 'Cause I can't believe you have information that wasn't even available in Romarung"

"You don't ask me where I'm from."

"It's the usual information network, isn't it?

"Yes."

Keep the grinning look.

She doesn't ask because she knows it's useless to ask.

But that's nothing more than a sign of willingness to find out for yourself.

As the carriage was rocking, smoke started coming out of Tart's head.

"Ugh, this demon race, it's too strong. It's an anomaly!"

I look abominable with the material Tart has read over and over again.

In the case of tarts, even those tricks are adorable, and that's hilarious.

"Indeed. The next demon clan is the Beast King Liogel. That trait, as the name suggests, is close to a lion."

"Mr. Lion, you look very strong"

"Oh, the cat family muscles are flexible and spring, and the instantaneous power is awesome. It has reflex nerves and exerts tremendous concentration like a carnivore. … but the final feature is rather easy to do."

If the Beast King Liogel "stands alone," he gets the impression of being susceptible to assassination.

"Even though you have a great concentration?

"Concentration for hunting prey is very much because of concentration. That's what happens to me when I snipe, too, but I erase the subject and information other than myself from the world. That's how 'deep' the concentration is, so I won't take it off."

"Oh, I get it. I mean, there's more blind spots, and there's a delay in response to attacks from blind spots."

"Oh, you're right. That's why I needed an assistant. Just so you can watch the prey. There's a tart, so I can focus on killing."

The moment of hunting for prey is the most clear-cut.

That is an inevitable structural problem.

The grass-fed beast, which is always assumed to escape, has a wide view and does not fail to remain vigilant at all times.

But not the hunter.

Just for a moment, narrow your vision, focus briefly and deeply in order to exceed and retain the constant vigilance of your opponent. The quality of concentration is not the ratio of herbivores.

The concentration won't last at that price, and I don't see it at all out of sight and there are gaps everywhere.

"But Lug thinks it's hard."

"If I'm alone, that makes me weak right now, but he's got a harem. Looks like a lion there, too."

Lions make flocks out of multiple females, mainly males.

Beast King Liogel is not the type of demon that can produce demons, but he is always surrounded.

"Um, what's a Harlem?

"I'll answer for you. Mm-hmm. Lug and I, and then, I've never met, but neither has Marha. We call our relationship Harlem."

"Wait a minute, can I add you too?

Dia turns a cold eye to Nevan.

"The Duke doesn't want that, does he? If you stick with Lug, me and Tart won't mind kicking him out."

"That's not true. I've bought quite a few things about you. So I expect that the child you have born to Master Lug will be blood worthy of being taken into the blood of Romarung. If Master Rugg can't do it, we'll arrange for the seeds that his blood deserves, won't we?

"Wow, this is why Romarng is"

"Hehe, I've been praised"

As always, Nevan's head is blown away.

I have feelings like exclusivity and romance, but it's more romantic than that.

"I don't remember making a harem. Harlem is a flock of multiple females who can gather around one male and submit to it. For the male the female devotes herself and becomes both a sword and a shield. We're not together, we're dominated by males."

"Look, you're with us, right?"

"Um, I will devote myself to Master Lug, and it will be a sword and a shield!

"I'm going to correct it. Unfortunately, I don't fall under Harlem. Because if I put myself and Master Lug on the scale, I would choose myself."

... I'm getting a headache.

"I missed the point, so let's go back. I mean, they're a herd. That's also not like countless miscellaneous fish stuck to one strong demon tribe, unlike the oak that attacked the school. The females act with their own will, smart and precise, on strength that is very different from that of the males. It's a team. There's a different dimension to being a team."

Collaborate organically, increase strengths and eliminate weaknesses.

A well-built team can multiply the power of an individual.

"Uh, I ask because I'm getting so anxious, but those bitches are demons, right? Unlike the Demons, you can kill them normally."

"Oh, it's a demon. But it seems that the male touches will have the same properties as the demon clan. Unless the brave man kills immediately or is within the field of [Demon Killer], if the male touches him, he will resurrect even if he dies."

Dia and Tart push silence.

They understood how difficult it was.

Even though it's troublesome just to have the same surroundings as the Demons, if you can touch the Demons, you'll recover all.

"Um, how are you going to take it down?

"In the end, whatever you put down, there's nothing you can do about it unless you isolate the male from the female. So I will."

"Is there a specific way?

"Oh, there 'll be cannons I always use for [shelling]"

"You're the vicious one."

"I messed with that a little bit, catapult... and turned it into a launching pad. Use it to bust a male for more than a few kilometers. The Demon Clan plays even if it kills, but the hand of moving it far away is effective. And reduce the number of females that can now be killed as much as possible, and incinerate them without even leaving pieces of meat so that it's okay for the males to come back. I'm just going to repeat this."

It's a means that might distract you, but it should be an effective hand.

And some hands when that catapult is useless.

"Um, can't [Railgun] snipe it?

"You can guess, but it just doesn't make sense to play it without using [Demon Killer]. or so, while there's surroundings, it's almost impossible and too dangerous to hit the Demon Clan [Demon Killer] with just Tart and Dia"

If I use [Rail Gun], I'll be clear there.

Nevan doesn't count for his power in melee.

"Indeed, the range of [Demon Killer] is so short, and chanting is so long"

"Yes, and the other person is immortal. Even though, if you're a demon opponent, you have to stop moving and the hurdles are up. Yet there's nothing I can do about having a number. But I think it's hard to blow it off."

"I can handle that one depending on the ingenuity. Trust me."

I have a clear vision, not strength.

I feel gaze.

Nevan has been watching me silently since just now.

"You got something to say?

"I was wondering if there was an easier way, but not to use it"

Will Nevan still notice?

There are much easier and safer ways to do things if you tolerate them.

"Can I ask you something for your information?"

"You have extensive super-powerful magic that blew the army of oaks together at school. You can use that. Except for the male, if the male doesn't touch it, he won't play it, will he? There won't be any flesh left, and even if it stays, it will blow far away. The males will be resurrected, and the females will not be resurrected in one shot."

All she's saying is [divine spear] and [simultaneous artillery fire].

I slaughtered the army of orcs with that combined move, and I pushed the feat on the brave, but it has become public that the brave man has exposed it and that such a massive destruction is possible.

Tart and Dia are turning their impressed eyes to Nevan to see if they had that hand.

"I thought about that, too. But the Demons are disgraced. It will be quite close to Jomble to discover them. The exterior walls of Jomble are so brittle that they are not comparable to those of the school city or the Wang capital. If I use that magic in that position, I'll blow up every city. Over a thousand lives will be sacrificed."

That's the neck.

In the battle against the Orc Demons, there was a robust fence over the army being quite far from the formation.

In the battle against the Helmingworm Demons, all the inhabitants had been killed in the first place.

But not here.

Near the big city, the city can't even stand the aftermath of [divine spear].

"Isn't that good? This is a battle to save the world. I don't think the people of Jomble deserve more than the Holy Knight, who must continue to defend the world."

"That's a disagreement. With this level of risk and over a thousand lives, I choose the latter. I hope you don't get me wrong, but if you're cornered enough to have to, I'm prepared to sacrifice a thousand lives. But this time it doesn't deserve it. I'm working on it after thinking we could do it."

I'm not going to deny what Nevan said.

I am not going to say that human life is above all honorable, etc.

I also understand that if I die, the world will perish.

On top of that, it was decided that this level of risk could be taken.

"I wish I knew. What do you two think?

"I agree with Lug. I'm not gonna tell you what Lug can't do."

"Yes! I believe in Master Lug, too."

"Well, what a lovely trust."

Nevan smiled a little differently than before.

Then I hit my hand with a stiff face.

"Oh, what a fool I would have heard. Master Lug has already 'tolerated the necessary sacrifices'. I couldn't have said something sweet about you like that. Heh heh, I fell in love again. Think about what you can support. With my light magic, my chances of success will increase. I mean, we've been counting on it since the beginning, haven't we?

"You got it. With it, we calculate the risk"

"This is the first time you've seen the same thing. After all, we should be bonded."

The carriage runs.

Towards the land of the showdown.

They spotted me not willing to put it in my mouth until the end.

Something to hide from Tart and Dia.

If we really wanted to make less sacrifices, we had to evacuate the residents of Jomble.

But to evacuate the inhabitants, we have to tell the state the source.

I feared that the demons would change their targets with no more inhabitants than that.

If the target is changed to a completely unexpected location, the damage will multiply.

Even if I get people's minds, I'm an assassin, and I count my life in numbers.

So, just in case you can't change your target, you tolerated the deaths of people caught up in battle at Jomble.

But because I chose that, I'll make sure there's no more death than I tolerated over my pride.

That's the only thing I can do that I've tolerated.