Hazure Skill “Kage ga Usui” o Motsu Guild Shokuin ga, Jitsuha Densetsu no Ansatsusha

The kingdom of Ferrind, behind the unnamed mountains of the northeast, was its forest.

"Hey, hey, hey... your lord... are you still walking...?

"We're still walking. You're lacking exercise. I didn't know it would make a sound to this extent."

"Hey, Ningen, don't fool Master Lyrila!

"Shut up, Hentai Elf"

"Ugh..."

Behind me was Lila walking in a helo and Roger walking in leaning against her.

Lila's pants case...... that's what I call it now.

There was a case where that went public, but now that would be okay.

I'll tell someone else sometime.

Ha, hoo, and Lyla was walking out of breath.

He crosses one of the mountains and walks through the woods.

It seems painful for Lila, who is now close to a normal person.

"Damn, that's very inconvenient... She said she felt like a picnic..."

"I've told you many times it's not a picnic"

"Master Lyrila is a heck of a bitch. The eagle demands a meal break!

"You just want to eat."

Walking down a roadless path drains more health than you can imagine.

With all the similar trees, the first look drives me anxiously first, and I'm mentally exhausted.

What happened was when I was dating Lyla for dinner.

"The concubine... thus lives with your lord... knows nothing..."

That's what Lila said because of the liquor in it, and her eyes looked a little moist.

I sat on the couch, and I stuck my arm around it.

I wasn't drunk, but I got drunk and my mouth got lighter too.

'Do you want to see it? I don't know if there's any left.'

It's about the house behind the mountain I grew up in.

Lila nodded again and again.

I regretted being silent the next morning, but later the festival.

Lila, who brings up the story every time, was lazy, but the limits came, and thus left her home at the same time as dawn today, and came to the mountainous areas of the northeast.

It was unexpected that the side of loyalty idiot had stuck around, but I would be happy to take care of Lyla, so I appreciated it for me.

From the day before, Lila had prepared lunches, rugs, a hat and a water bottle, but the luggage was the enemy.

When it comes to getting out of the destination's native home to Wang Capital, it will take a day, four days on horses, to get through the mountains if you are a regular.

I didn't know it was, and I told my master, 'It's two days to the Wang capital, two days. Isn't Wang Du that far away?' And it was taught, and it was imprinted that it was normal, and it did so.

When I first went to Wangdu alone, I took four days to get back and forth and was beaten. Apparently, it was two days back and forth, and I realized then.

This forest hasn't been around for a long time, but it hasn't changed at all.

He was a training ground, a hunting ground and a teacher of natural management.

"Walk slower. You take enough care of Lily La."

"Go home if you don't want to."

"Wow... at Ningen's minute...!

That kind of consideration, Lila hates.

He feels like he's on my toes.

But apart from feelings and actual strength.

Sometimes Roger was noisy, took a break once and walked in the woods again.

As he pinched the break everywhere, he arrived at his destination after noon.

In an open place with broken trees and stretched weeds flourishing around, there is an old house with twats crawling.

The door to the entrance was also covered with surprises.

Thought the bandits might make it a residence, but nobody seems to be inside since that day.

"Is this it?

"Oh."

Ho ho, and Lyla came back around looking at the house with interest.

Roger looked around and pounded.

"Nothing. Somehow it's a lonely place."

"It's different from the Elf Forest."

"... the eagle forest... no, fine. We're going in anyway."

Right, I went on.

Even after noon, the woods get dark fast.

You'd better get ready to reveal the night.

Pay the rattle and go inside.

It's been years.

Life here ended when I was fifteen. It was the day they recognized me as serving.

After that, a life of darkness in which requests are made while rolling over various regions and countries.

I used it several times as a safehouse, but I think it was about seven days too.

"Ho, ho. The dust is amazing... Roger, open the window."

"Ha."

Whoa, and Roger, full of energy, opened the windows one after the other in a futile mood.

"This Roger Sandsong, hanging on his life, sweeps away the dust so Master Riley can be comfortable!

Roger was so happy to spend time with Lyla outside her home.

Tension is higher than usual.

The house is very much the same size as my home, with three living rooms and private rooms, and then some kitchen, dining room and toilet and bathroom.

"Yeah. Did your childhood training dawn here?"

Lyla sits on the couch and looks out the window that Roger just opened.

There, there's weeds everywhere and now I can't see the ground.

It was precisely there that I was taught assassinations, martial arts, and the care and handling of weapons.

"It's not just me. I hear the master spent his childhood here, too."

"... would be a woman anyway"

"Oh. You got it."

"I was just trying to say something I don't like."

Lila snorts with her hun with a delicate looking face.

When I bring some firewood, I scrape it with a fine knife to start the fire.

I saw the fire grow bigger, and I put firewood on it.

"What do you want to know so much about me?

It's not that big of a deal to come here and find out.

I'd rather talk with my mouth than have a lot of trouble.

"But I just want to see the view and the concubine."

"You've become a poet at some point."

"No, it's weird."

In the first place, I don't like old stories.

Many pieces of information are consciously erased from memory. And so do the memories that accompany it.

"The concubine was the son of a father who was a demon king and a magical spouse. The situation could be close to Almeria's little girl."

Take Almeria as an example, it was easy to imagine.

The Son of the King, albeit apart from the demonic world, man and the world.

You're far from being a shader like me, but you're probably interested.

"Whatever. I want to know how you lived and met your concubine. That's all."

Sewing thick firewood gaps, the tyrosis and flames began to show their faces.

"... When I was little, I was often made to turn to fire like this. The master was also the parent who created me as an assassin and the parent of his upbringing. While she was cooking, I saw how the fireplace was, firewood rolled up, and mixed inside with a burning stick. I'm sure I was in the way of wandering around in the middle of cooking."

Hehe, and Lyla laughed small behind him.

"Well, you had a lovely time."

Cupon, and when I heard a petty sound, Lila just unplugged the bottle of wine.

Pour it into the glass out of the bag and drink it up much more economically.

"I'll bring you something like that, so your baggage will be heavy"

"It will be at the behest of the concubine"

As I said in return, Lyla also talked.

"Five. By that time, the magic to the third degree could be handled lightly. Neither the" dispel "nor the" shadow "I taught you otherwise had any difficulty using, although there were limitations."

"Roger is..."

"Roger, the fifth class will be at best. Neither my father's side nor senior martial arts officers, nor anyone who could handle third class, seemed to me half. And I used the forbidden Necromancer sorcery, Rays, when I was nine years old. That's when my father pissed me off to death."

Goddamn it, I'm laughing as Lila remembered.

Sure, you used to say you tried to wake up a dead pet cat.

Now it's my turn.

"... just from the mouth there, you will receive a letter of request"

There was nothing to take delivery of, and when it was posted, a letter fell to the floor with the sound of a pasa.

"Pasa, Pasa, whenever I heard a noise, I picked up the letter and gave it to my master. There were several ways to request it. When I wrote, I went through some people. Neither the one who posted it, nor the one who gave it to him, knows from whom to whom. I just know that if I open it, my life is in danger. When it arrived, the master vacated the house. There were days and weeks. I kept my word and continued my practice in the fields and woods there."

Lyla, with the glass, stood up in large measure.

"Hmm? One... haven't you fallen?"

"What?"

"Again. Because of the similarity between the color of the floor and the envelope.... Still new...?

Lyla took the letter and gave it to me.

……

"Don't you read it"

"I've quit my job already."

Lyla slammed the letter as she tried to throw it inside the orange-burning fireplace.

"Then the concubine will examine you inside. Why don't you throw it away anyway?

"Whatever you want."

Pulling the seal at its disposal, the envelope itself broke billy.

Take out the note and Lyla looks through.

"Hmm. Amy... is that the master?

"Oh. - Wait, it's addressed to 'Amy'?

"Hmm? That's what it says?

As my 'Loran' is, 'Amy' is a name I often use for people I can trust.

No, the other way around.

I was taught that it would be more convenient at work.

Has she ever used this place as a safe house, too?

Or did the client come here because he doesn't know where 'Amy' is...

I thought it was meant for me.

"I can't read it by the way"

"I guess."

I borrowed a note and put it on the fire in the fireplace and the letters came to mind.

"Now I can read"

"Well, there's a trick like that."

Returning it to Lyla, she stared directly at the note at hand.

"Request for assassination…"

"I guess."

"No… of the assassin,. - Assassin's, assassination request."