My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero's

Now, “Tori Wan.” One of the rooms was surrounded by very different air.

Amelia, who sat on the front of the Jen-royal crystal, and the night.

It doesn't look like much punishment because it just sits in a cat figure at night.

Amelia's legs next to her on the night she seemed to be able to afford were close to the limit and her plump body was trembling in small pieces.

"Well, shall I ask you an excuse?

Nickels and crystals smile.

When I say smile, the corner of my mouth has risen slightly enough, but because of the poor eyesight and the unusual look on my face, I look like an extremely bad person.

Amelia the boulder is gable, even without her legs.

"Oh, Lord? Miss Amelia's legs are close to their limit. '

For now the night tells me to take it for granted, but the temperatureless eyes turned Amelia to the night and the night mumbled with too much force.

There is no longer a colour of mercy in the eyes that tremble the demon that was the right arm of the Silver-ranked Adventurer and the Demon King.

"What are you talking about, the limits are there to go beyond, aren't they?

It releases a line that seems to be some comic book, but it's used a hundred and eighty degrees differently.

"Well, it sounds like you're reflecting, and if you promise not to do it in the future, you can stand up."

"I promise."

When she finally opened herself up from the torture of hell, Amelia answered instantly with her eyes shining.

Instead, without knowing that this is hell from here.

Time goes back about two hours.

I wanted Crowe, who was somehow a party member of an earlier generation of brave men, to teach me his special moves, and Amelia, who was sticky, had forgotten her time.

In the meantime, move the place to Crowe's house and keep asking again.

Crowe's house had a fine blacksmith next door, reminding him that Crowe was a genius blacksmith.

The house is a wooden bungalow with no other things but a cot and a desk and a kitchen. Very elegant.

When it comes to wood, it's made of a tree that never burns because it uses fire next door, but I didn't even know that at night.

"Miss Amelia, if it's time to go home, the Lord will worry."

I speak as the night warns me, but Amelia doesn't even say yeah with her head down.

"How much did I do? I'm not gonna tell you anything."

Crowe sat in his chair and gracefully enjoyed his tea, blinding himself to Amelia bowing her head, cheeky with a seemingly luxurious treat.

"Please. Tell me."

Still keep your head down, Amelia.

At night I looked at the crow as if it was frightened.

'Can't I ask you to come this far?

Crowe twists his body and sees the night.

"I can't help but be cautious when the Princess's life and death are at stake."

Blue bars float around his forehead at night on a floating crow.

Amelia reacted perfectly.

Its lips are bitten with regret.

"That's right, demon, didn't you have to go home by night?

When Crowe looked out the window, the sky was already slightly darkening, and dinner time had passed, by the way.

If I could have asked you how you looked at night, I'm sure you would have seen the moment when you were going to turn blue.

'Miss Amelia, we have to go home now. The Lord will be a ghost. No, it's too late.'

Amelia's head finally rises.

I've been bowing my head and my blood should be up. My face was bright blue.

"I'll be back tomorrow."

Speaking of that when I left Crowe's house, Crowe waved his hand with an unlimited disgusting face.

"Yor, how long does it take to get to the inn?

I listen while running at full speed, but at night I just blued my face and don't answer.

Your eyes don't say things as much as your mouth, but your complexion says things as much as your mouth.

And he was worried by the shoulder pavilion owner if he reached the inn with constant breath, and when he entered the room as he replied, the ghost royally waited.

"Come on, Amelia, stand up."

I'm sure everyone has had a leg paralysis once in their lifetime.

And that indescribable feeling after the paralysis seems to be very disgusting, and I think I know that it hurts.

Amelia shuddered and wept her limbs like a freshman deer while crawling on all fours.

"Miss Amelia..."

I look at Amelia like I feel sorry for her at night.

Amelia, the princess, must have never sat down until she was born this way and her legs were paralyzed, so I thought I'd give it a try, but it worked besides my thoughts, and next time I'm going to make this the punishment I'm late in time.

"Well, come back by dinner next time, okay?

When I told her to press in case, the night and Amelia shook her neck down.

When Amelia's feet recover after a while, we have a late supper.

I can get a meal at the inn for once, but Amelia says she prefers street food on top of the price, so it's all street food in the morning, noon and evening.

Most importantly, I don't get tired of changing stalls one meal at a time because there are too many stalls, so I also acknowledge the crystal and the night.

And he also secretly realized that Amelia was after the reign of the stall.

While eating, we all talk about what happened today, etc.

"Apparently, you have to show the trust of the guild and more strength than the yellow rank to get to the yellow rank at once. How was Amelia?

Amelia, who was cheeky all over her mouth like a hamster, swallows it all and then starts talking.

"I don't know. Because the Elf Adventurer Alliance is always quiet, unlike the Active Beast Adventurer Alliance. There's hardly a quest or anything, and I only use it in a way that's like a place to redeem the demonic stones and materials of the demons I defeated. In the first place, the yellow rank was too long ago... and all I know is that it was up to the silver rank at some point."

With that said, the Elves had a long life.

I forgot Amelia's behavior was too childish.

I'm sure Amelia, too, rose to the silver ranks quite a while ago.

"Well, I'm gonna go up to the yellow rank somehow and get the ingredients, so you two just do what you do today"

Night and Amelia face each other.

I know Amelia went after Crowe, but I don't know Crystal that Amelia has been following Crowe ever since.

All I have is absolute trust in Amelia and the night.

So Crystal didn't ask what Amelia was doing and she was late for dinner.

Tell Amelia not to say it at night with her eyes open.

The night snorted at me feeling exactly what it meant.