Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri

I was surrounded by a black scum armed group in the back alley of the city of Orn.

(Who...?

The next moment they thought so, the other person had taken action.

One of the groups leaves the line and approaches this way.

The other ten don't mind me, they break into the courtyard of the mansion one after the other.

I can deduce from its content that it is a specially trained armed group.

(Wasn't it me... someone in the mansion...)

I judge instantly.

Inside the old mansion in front of me, a self-proclaimed player rack went in.

Inside, he said he had a visitor to me, the Lord of the Mansion.

Perhaps the lord of that mansion is their goal (target).

(Did I "follow" the witness...)

I was in the back alley, and I'm going to disappear as a disturbing witness. If you're a merchant, you've made up your mind that it's easy for one person to clean up.

"Who is it?

……

Ask the black scum that came at me, but I still haven't heard back. My face is hidden with cloth and I can't even read my expression.

He pointed a black liquid coated knife at the tip of the blade and attacked me without question. Probably poisonous.

No hesitation whatsoever, it hit me with its poisoned blade tip.

The move is in no way in vain, and the opponent is likely to be handsome as an assassin.

"but... slow"

"Become..."

Suddenly, I slash and tear the other man's neck.

The only weapon in this hand is a protective knife. But for me with improved physical abilities, my opponent was a non-bitter skill (level).

(Do you still have nothing...)

Confirm the body of the knocked down black scumbag, but nothing revealed its identity.

The person who takes the cloth off his face and confirms it but doesn't know it. It can be inferred that this group was a professional assassin and broke into the mansion with a clear purpose.

(He was willing to kill... I mean, kill him...)

An earlier group of blackheads broke into the mansion. Being irrelevant, I can still overlook it.

But in that case, the Player Rack would definitely get involved. To the tragedy of the assassination by a bunch of stranded people.

(Trouble at a time like this...)

My main arm is left under the hidden floor of a carriage in the market (Bazaar).

The only weapon I have in my hand right now is a protective knife. It's not enough as a force to deal with that number.

"Shit, I can't help it."

But you can't abandon him.

I broke into an old mansion to save the Player Rack while poisoning my heart.

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Proceed over the walls of the old mansion.

"Second..."

Count the "erase away” the black scumbag watch that was at the entrance.

Now the number of remaining opponents is nine. Of course the voice of the count snaps so that it doesn't leak anything else.

(Still, it's not very “affordable"...)

Send your gaze to the second erased knife in the blackheads, while expressing your candid sentiments.

At first glance, they felt quite hands-on.

But when I actually confronted him and defeated him, it was a shame. I was overwhelmed without time to let them speak up.

(This would be... the same level as the Urd and Han children in the village...)

It wasn't snoring inside me, and this was a candid feeling.

Since I took care of Uld's village last fall, I have also taught children "protective techniques” along with hunting.

Proprietary martial arts beaten in by his parents who called themselves adventurers. I was teaching that to everyone in the village as well.

Children's martial arts are more expensive than these assassins if they are just qualities.

(After all, are the physical abilities of the people of Uld higher than normal... and also the Han children...)

The people of Urd did not like to fight and now live quietly on the border.

But according to the village chief I heard before, the ancient people of Uld were a nation of martial arts who excelled in battle.

Maybe by putting yourself in a place of training and battle, that instinct is awakened a little bit.

The Han tribe, now a minority, were also descendants of the reigning kings of the meadows. I hear it's a similar history and situation.

(But you can't be alarmed...)

I tend to keep my mind shut, even for those I can't afford.

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We will then continue inside the old mansion.

"..."

"Ok......"

Just like earlier, we take down all the watches on the road.

I don't feel guilty about killing people myself.

But since I was determined to keep the village of Uld alive and help, I have been prepared. "The blade I pulled out won't help."

Unlike peaceful modern Japan, this is an unfriendly world. It is a world where the hesitant die relentlessly.

It is helpful that there is no mental disturbance in me, even when I deal with people at the moment.

Maybe this is also the effect of strengthening the body and the five senses. Spiritual stress tolerance would also be increasing.

(Hmm... the room ahead...)

Proceed through the old mansion.

I hear people arguing ahead.

One sounds like a light young man's voice. Probably a rack.

I don't have time for hesitation here.

He kicks open the heavy door vigorously and enters the room.

"Dana the Yamato!

Rack screams at the sudden appearance of me breaking in.

The voice seems as light as ever, but unlike usual, there is less room. But I was able to make sure he was safe.

"Dana, it's dangerous!

There are black shadows coming at me from all four corners of the room, along with rack screams.

(Four...)

Four assassins, painted with black liquid on the tip of the blade, approach me without a sound.

It moves faster than the opponent who has defeated it so far, and will probably be an elite hand-worker.

He pokes out a fiercely poisonous blade with no hesitation whatsoever to erase my life, which has suddenly broken in. In a tremendous collaboration of all fours.

"Ha!"

But I exhale my temper and intercept the assassin.

Defeat four of your opponents with a knife on your right hand and a fighting technique that rolls out of both hands and legs.

"Ba, silly...... a blow..."

Only one assassin left gets a voice for the first time.

I'm stunned (and stunned) that I beat the four of them at the same time with a knife judgment I can't stop looking at.

"Shit..."

You've decided you're no match for me.

The assassin who survives tongue-beating escapes this scene.

Breaking through the window and quickly retreating outside the mansion. Decisions of the situation and retreats until the enemy is brilliant.

"Dana, thank you!

"Oh. Are you all right?

"Yes!

Rack rushes over to thank me. From what I saw, there was no trauma and it was safe.

Apparently, when I broke into this room, it was at the same time as the assassins.

I was right to rush to help.

"What are they?

"I don't know... but I thought maybe you were after" this way "life..."

Saying so, Rack moves his gaze to the other person in the room.

Perhaps this person is the owner of the mansion and the person Rack wanted me to hook up with.

I can guess the height of my identity from the expensive clothes I'm wearing.

"Do you want me to explain, Rack"

Even though he was involved, he was also targeted for his life without question.

I needed to know what the situation was for the future.

"Yes, Dana. Actually, this one..."

"Mr. Rack, I (I) will explain beyond..."

(Whispers) The Lord of Rikan opens his mouth to block Rack's words.

The voice is thin and weak, but Rin.

"My name is Isis. I represent the city of Orn."

It was a beautiful girl who called herself Isis.

From the mouth of the young Lord's deputy in the city of Orn, I heard what was happening to her.