Chapter 430

Writing a report, drinking a glass of wine with a hundred or so knights in a bar.

Then, pretending not to see the knights who procured a keg of beer from somewhere like a ghost and spread out the absurd sophistry that beer is not alcohol, but a grain stew with a lot of water, I pretended not to see it and left the bar.

Looking at it like this, it is hard to believe that it is a city at the center of a war. There were more intact places in the city than collapsed ones, and the people who could be seen were so bright as if they had already completely recaptured the city.

There was no particular reason to dislike such an atmosphere since it was said that they were posting the news of a winning streak, but as I walked through the streets intoxicated with such an atmosphere, a feeling of uneasiness crept up from within for the first time in a while.

The reason, of course, is because of the buffalo horns.

The guy was strong. Even though I mobilized everything I could, I could barely hold on. Because of using the same magic power, it didn’t work as a surprise attack like Enbelde, and even putting magic power on a weapon was excellent in every way to the extent that it was dealt with with impromptu judgment and skill.

I’ve never been infatuated with myself like a frog in a well, but I couldn’t deny that it’s been a while since I realized that I had a long way to go. The fact that I followed all sorties of the airborne troops over the past few days, even reducing my sleeping time, was also due to the anxiety that I could not stay still... but I did

not feel that anything had changed even though I had fought so many battles. The only consolation is that the skill of ascending dragons has improved a lot.

“Chuckling, is this why the status window is a cheat key?”

Being able to see what has become and how strong it will become is a great ability, assuming it has 100% accuracy. Psychological stability is a factor that cannot be ignored, because if you just lay down one status window, the estimate will come out right away.

That said, you can’t just suck your fingers hoping for abilities you don’t have, so you have to work hard on what you have. In that sense, I should study magic before going to bed today.

Passing through unfamiliar streets, I hum a song from my memory to soothe my boredom because I have to walk twenty more. Then, what naturally came out was not the music from the previous life, but the music that a bard sang in the adventurer’s guild.

I’m not sure what I felt specifically when I realized that many memories were fading now, even though my previous life was obviously longer than the present one. It seems that I feel like I am laughing back at the distant memories and saying that it was like that at the time... It seems that I felt sadness as I reminisced about the many regrettable memories.

The important thing is that my attention was distracted a little in the process. It was too late for me to realize that I was almost at the dorm as time passed and that someone was standing in my way.

“Sir Eldmia Ega?”

“hmm?”

A voice I had never heard before, a pressed robe.

Considering the weather, there was nothing particularly strange about the outfit, but because I was reminiscing about my previous life, the thought that passed through my head was that it was an assassin-like outfit.

And that impression saved me. The reason why I was able to avoid the guy who had hit the street ten paces apart in an instant and stabbed me with a dagger from inside his robe was purely thanks to that unflattering sentiment and habitual nervousness.

The moment he violently coughed up blood, what was reflected in his eyes was astonishment.

After that, he was an assassin who couldn’t say anything because he was constantly spitting out blood and life, but that alone was enough of an answer, so I retrieved the needle that had been stuck in his limb and blew it between his eyes to free him from the pain.

Then, holding onto the back of his robe, I headed towards the barracks again. While humming the bard’s music.

Soon after, when I arrived at the barracks where the torches were lit, two yawning guards recognized me and greeted me with a light salute.

“Thank you for your hard work Sir Ega. What’s that in your hand... person?”

There was not much tension on the faces of the guards, probably because it was dark and they couldn’t see the blood he was shedding. Hmmm, maybe I should thank the assassin who decided to ambush me on the street for something like this. If they broke into the barracks, several people might have died.

“He was an assassin.”

As I pushed that sentiment into my heart and roughly threw the corpse, the guards’ eyes widened in an instant.

“Are you an assassin!?”

“It seems that they are human beings who have taken refuge in the demon king’s army. Since they haven’t touched any of their belongings, call someone to check on them. Because I was careless, I killed them without even having time to ask.”

“Oh, are you hurt anywhere?!”

“Don’t worry, I’m fine except for my chest, which was startled by the sudden attack.”

I tried to throw a light joke, but it didn’t work very well. With the excuse of being tired, I handed over the corpse and cleanup to the guards and returned to the lodging. I was preparing to sleep by wiping and checking the bloody equipment when I was greeted by a sudden visitor.

“Eldmia! Are you okay!?”

Ragnis’s contemplative face created synergy with the dark circles caused by excessive work, making him want to ask if I was okay.

As if really embarrassed, Ragnis rushed into the room and began examining my body to see if there were any scars, and I had to carefully dissuade her and calm her down.

“It’s really okay. I didn’t overdo it, and I wasn’t hurt. I don’t know if it was a demon, but it was a human. I don’t know if I was raised as an assassin or what, but after the first attack, everything was fine.”

“No matter how much it is, an assassin? Right now, the sweeping of the Levien area is all over, and an assassin!”

Still, since she knew my skills, I thought she wouldn’t be surprised by the mere assassination attempt, but it doesn’t seem to be at all.

It was really desirable to have the mindset of treating head-on fighting and being attacked as separate things, but since she was quite shocked and her hands were shaking a little, I pretended to be cheerful and comforted her with a smile.

“Rather, it must have been an assassination attempt through the Humans.

It was sincere.

The reason was that it ended neatly rather than targeting Ragnis or others, and it made me think that I should quickly find the Demon King’s army belonging to the special operation department and punish it without giving people a chance to be lazy.