My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero's

Whether my stupidity played its part this time, the action of bumping frustrations around the crow lurked the ringing, and a magnificent crow came back with a sense of looking down on the original.

Amelia talks about the fact that the original crow feels more secure than the frustrated crow.

I laughed bitterly at this, too, but he was also confused by the pomposity of the crow that Leah, who was nodding yeah next door, had seen for the first time.

The only thing Amarillis, who doesn't have much contact with Crowe, though we're traveling together, was looking at this one and frying it somewhat as she leaned her neck.

I fry something every time I stop to take a break, but what the hell am I doing?

As always, we thought of something all the time and remained silent, but obviously the line moved steadily ahead with the undone Crowe, and finally found after the camp of someone other than ourselves.

There will be no organization coming to a place like this other than a brave member.

"Are they all surviving?

Amelia asks me anxiously as she sees where she would have set the fire, deepening her friendship with the brave member's girl.

I looked around, thought a little, then nodded.

"I just know roughly, but there are signs of some food spills here. There's a place over there that I used for my bunk. Probably attacked by demons during or before the meal. At least as far as the amount of spilled food and the number of beds, they would all have been there before they attacked me. We've dropped our bags halfway, and we haven't hidden any footprints, so we can track them."

Exactly. The demon attacked me. I don't know after that.

He threw it away, except for weapons and other things he needed while he was on the run.

I decided to pick it up and do it later because I might need it.

Brave, Kyosuke, Mr. Ziehl, Hoshinyama, Ueno, Waki, Tsuda, Nanase.

Yeah, it is.

"... but you've been able to find all this food well"

I shrug when I see the dishes that were spilling.

I don't know if demonic meat comes from attacking demons, but would anyone else have had the skills to sort out harmless herbs, etc.

I don't think Mr. Ziehl had much survival skills either.

"There's nothing harmful to humans in there, but someone has acquired skills that look like 'appraisal' or 'poison sight'. There's toxins. Herbs gather here."

I saw the dish stuck on the ground just like I did and Amarillis crumbled, pointing to where the weeds were mountainous.

From what I've seen before, I remember that none of the brave members possessed that kind of skill.

I guess you should think someone got a new skill.

"I hope to rendezvous soon"

Leah groans softly when she looks at the ground thinking there was a fight.

I noticed my mood on that line and breathed.

From the bottom of my heart, I thought so, too.

I was apparently more worried about the brave members than I thought I was.

Enough to remember a name I've never been willing to remember.

"As we approach the demonic realm, the powers of the demons become stronger and stronger. You can hope, but don't expect it."

Crowe's words, which I said in a cold voice, struck my head gently.