My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

The last journey also went well, and when the sun went down as planned, the carriage stopped.

"We're here. Get off."

Following the words of your old man, we disembarked from the carriage - flashed.

- What was in front of me was the village.

It's also a much lonely village.

The population may not even be thirty.

Although there are some houses, they don't look wealthy no matter how you look at them. It feels almost like my village with fields and livestock huts.

"Is this the assassin training school...?

Florentine crushes, feeling unexpected. I guess it was too different from the school she would have imagined. Yeah, I wasn't expecting that either.

"I didn't expect anything splendid about the building... but this just looks like a village to me. Doesn't look like school."

Sash seems to agree. I agree.

"What do you think, Ayle? This village."

And Celier, who restored motion sickness, asked me.

Nothing, I don't have anything to say.

"I guess it's just a little more scary than the Leavent house mansion"

Because everything looks like a normal village, extra.

So the weapons that are hidden (...) by the way are very catching.

For example, a knife is planted on a crack in the wall of a house, or a small needle-shaped weapon is planted on a blurry wooden fence that does not rely on protecting the village.

That's about what I see from the exterior, but I'm sure there are a lot more plants in the village.

In my case, it looks pretty clear even at night thanks to "glasses," but I don't think you'll ever know it in the eyes of a normal person. Ambiguous even at noon. Because I hide it cleverly.

So, what's scary is that those planted weapons are almost for interpersonal use.

It's fragile to hold the beast back. Because none of the small weapons you can plant have basic durability. It feels like a one-time disposable.

And such fragile weapons do not work for animals on many occasions, but they can afford to kill people. Like a man in armor. Because it's a weapon that can be planted from a gap in the armor.

"Aren't all the villagers here assassins?

- That's correct.

It was the old man who answered my guess. They'll talk a lot when they get here.

"Even so, all retired people. There are various reasons for retirement, such as injury, age, etc., but no active duty. Including me."

We're not exactly here to be assassins, we're here to inherit assassin technology. Then there is no reason to stick to active duty or not.

And if someone with the strength tells you that you're not always good at teaching people things, you're not. I think there is a talent for teaching.

"You will live here for a year.

Life is self-sufficient.

I don't care what way you spend it.

If you want to put it to the extreme, you can sleep for a year.

If you can get away with it, you can get out of the village.

As you wish, stay free. That's all the rules are. "

... I see. You see how I spend my time here.

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I thought I'd say something stupid or complaining, but Sash and Florentine, too, are silent about what they think.

Well, I guess so.

As nobody, I didn't come here to see you. I guess each has its own circumstances leading up to here.

Otherwise, I don't think I could stand the worst carriage journey. Oh, speaking of which, your back hurts. Because I didn't ask Celier to recover. Let's ask for it later.

"Before we go into the village, there's only one thing I'd like to ask each one of you"

In other words, "Listen to me, tired or sleepy, because this is the last word. You can rest if you ask," the old man looked around at us.

"What do you think assassins need? Let me hear each answer."

What do you need......?

"Sash. What do you need for the assassin you're after?

He was told the story, but Sash answered clearly without setting aside.

"It's the power to fight. I'm here to be strong. You won't be able to beat anyone... but be strong enough to kill a strong demon who can play and live for a few years if you hunt one."

Hmm. Strength? Nice. That's easy to understand.

"Florentine. How about you?

Without affirming or denying Sash's words, the old man turned his gaze to Florentine.

"We don't know... I just didn't think I could stay (...) until I got on the invite. I would if I could find it while I live here.

Well, I don't like the same whole time as an idiotic chimp, but I'd like to be strong. If you don't like him, I want you to have the strength. "

She doesn't seem to have a clear view of what she wants yet. Well, people are different. I guess there's a lot going on.

"Serie, what do you want?

"Master Weiss - everything you need to support your father"

I have only the impression of being in a carriage accident or drunk that I am already vulnerable to the ride, but all this time I said it out of Rin sometime. I guess that means the guy with a sense of purpose is different.

"Finally, Ayle. What do you need for the assassin you're after?

Yeah.

...... hmm.

"I'm not aiming in the first place, so I can't say anything."

I'm here to learn technology. I didn't come here to be an assassin.... Wow, they're all looking at me with a shimmering eye. Wow, I'm watching. All right, let's not worry about it.

"... So what do you want to learn here?

Oh, I changed the question. Looks like my answer just didn't work.

"Right...... if you insist, I guess it's all they said. Oh, the seriers are a little different."

The reason I decided to come here was because, whatever my motives, I wanted to be as strong as Sash.

The first thing I learned when I came to King's Capital was that there were a lot of people stronger than me. So does Rolobel, and so does "Blackbird of Dawn".

It was the Leavent family that was decisive, though.

Because if any of these people attacked the village of Albato, they all thought they were dead. They were all stronger than me, and they seemed stronger than their masters.

But that's the same thing when demons come, not people.

Because poor villages in the countryside are always exposed to demonic threats.

Wise, who invited me here, said he could be strong in a year. That's why I believed that word. That's why I'm here.

But I want to be vaguely strong, but I don't even know what strength I want to wear.

Do you poke around as a hunter or do you find something different?

Like Florentine, I'll be looking within my time here, too.

And like Celier, I want to learn everything I can.

I'm not really here for a pin, but I know this is a special school and a place to learn special skills.

Maybe nobility isn't the place to come, even if you want. Maybe that's how valuable the experience is trying to be.

Because it's a place where assassins can anticipate, invite, and finally dive the gate.

All you can learn here should be valuable knowledge and experience that is not generally known.

I still want to absorb it without wasting more than I have a chance to learn.

- Well, I'm not going to tell you why it's so long because it's a hassle.

"I'd like to learn a lot if I could."

and kept it concisely together.

"Okay."

I don't know if you were convinced of my words, which I put together all the time, but the old man nodded.

"Then let's forgive our lives here. Make sure you stay meaningful."

- Thus begins life in the assassin training school.