My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s Chapter 67
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Chapter 67
「Wait a minute!」
Amelia said that as she grabbed Kurou’s hand .
Kurou let out a sigh and stopped .
「What business do you have with me, elven princess . 」
Amelia panted, trying to catch her breath .
He had a gaze that seemed to pin the other party down . This was not something a normal blacksmith would have .
「…I wanted to make sure . 」
Amelia blurted that out with her eyes casted downward, leaving Kurou quite puzzled .
The blade of “Yatonokami” in Kurou’s hand was wrapped in a white cloth and the contrast between the black and the white was eye-catching .
「If I’m not mistaken, you are one of the heroes from the previous generation’s hero-sama’s party… . 」
The previous generation’s hero’s party failed to subjugate the demon king, and only the hero and the beastman representative returned .
The human and the elf died a little while later, something along those lines .
Kurou’s eyes sharpened .
「So?」
Enduring Kurou’s cold gaze, Amelia raised her head and looked directly into Kurou’s eyes .
「I want you to tell me about the battle . 」
After Amelia left, Yoru got up from his bed .
『Master-dono, is it ok to not chase after her?』
I put the bladeless “Yatonokami” and its black sheath in a bag .
Like this, I wouldn’t have to worry about it being stolen, and it’s so secure that it wouldn’t be pickpocketed off of me .
Maa, even if it was, as long as there was no blade, it had no value .
「Amelia has her own thoughts . Besides, Amelia won’t do anything that’s disadvantageous to us . 」
I counted the number of hidden weapons I had while checking their sharpness before putting them away .
Yoru changed into a smaller size and jumped onto my shoulder .
A piece of paper fell into my hands .
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「Let’s take care of our own business . …so, Yoru will go with Amelia . 」
Yoru, who had fully intended on accompanying me, slumped over my shoulder in disappointment .
『Master-dono, was this not the start of an adventure for the master and familiar?』
I grabbed Yoru by the scruff and held him up to eye level .
I realized this quite recently, but it seems that when he’s a cat, he would be powerless when this was done to him, just like a regular cat .
However, when he was in the form of a dragon, he had a dragon’s wrath, among other things .
「We will always be connected no matter where we are, but it’s not the same for Amelia . Besides, we will be able to destroy all the monsters when we enter the beastmen’s dungeon . Luckily, the dungeon is in this town . 」
Yoru pouted .
It seems that he understood what I was trying to say .
「Stay with Amelia until she’s found what she’s looking for . …I’ve felt somewhat uneasy ever since we entered this continent . Also, tell her to come back before dinner . 」
Those golden eyes silently watched me for a time before suddenly closing .
『As you wish, Master-dono . 』
I let Yoru down onto the floor, and left the inn .
I walked towards the Adventurer Guild while Yoru followed Amelia’s scent in the opposite direction .
Since Amelia and Yoru were not with me, no one noticed me .
It seems like I fail to stand out at all without them, which is quite sad now that I think about it .
Oh well, it’s better that they don’t notice me, it would be troublesome otherwise .
Unfortunately, I don’t remember where the Adventurer Guild was, but after following the armor-clad adventurers, I arrived before I knew it .
Was this also thanks to the special skill Fortune?
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It was different from when I came to the Adventurer Guild with Linga . The bar was bustling, and there was a large crowd of adventurers gathered in front of the wall of color-coded requests .
The whole place reeked of alcohol .
「Excuse me, where do I go to register?」
I called out as politely as possible to the guild staff member named Mile who brought drinks over when I first came here .
「Ah, you can register here . 」
The fact that he didn’t even react when he saw me meant that he did not recognize me .
Maa, this should be a good thing .
I’m an assassin after all, so it’s good that people don’t notice me .
However, I was personally introduced to him by Guildmaster Linga of all people .
That alone should have at least made a strong impression and yet…despite this, he still didn’t recognize me .
As a person, to be forgotten was quite depressing .
…No I’m an assassin, this is good . . think of the positives damn it!
Completely unaware of the inner turmoil I was experiencing, Mile held out a piece of paper and a stick that seemed to be a pen as he called out to me .
「Do you know how to write? Though I can write on your behalf as well . 」
「No, it’s fine . Is it ok if I just put down my name, occupation, and race?」
After seeing Mile nod, I filled in the necessary information on that paper .
「…well then, with this, the registration is complete . This is the dog tag of the beginner rank, the grey rank . This also serves as your ID as well, so please wear it around your neck at all times so that you don’t lose it . 」
I stuck my grey ID info tag onto the chain Mile provided and hung the chain on my neck .
「How do I raise my rank quickly?」
It seems that in this town, entering the dungeon depended on one’s rank, one couldn’t enter unless one was yellow-ranked, at least .
Right now, I’m grey, next is blue, and then it’s yellow after that, so I need to rank up twice .
「Hmm, I guess you’re interested in entering the dungeon, huh? You’re probably not aware, but this town’s dungeon isn’t as straightforward as the human’s dungeon or the elven dungeon . In the human dungeon, monsters are weak to magic attacks while in the elven dungeon, monsters are weak to physical attacks . You’ll find no clear advantages using either physical or magic attacks in this town’s dungeon, it’s a completely different beast you know?」
Hmm, I guess that would explain how growth skills are leveled up .
However, people generally don’t have a wide range of attacks, so focusing on the dungeon where one’s attacks were more effective would probably be the better option .
「It’s fine . Although I may look like this, I’m confident in my skills . 」
After staring at me for some time, Mile gave a deep sigh .
「Just how many novice adventurers who said as much lost their lives on their first mission… . For now, I will tell you about the rules and etiquette of this Adventurer Guild, so please listen . We will talk about it later . 」
I wanted to raise my rank quickly and enter the dungeon, but I nodded, reluctantly .
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