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

"- Did you hear that? About hunting battles."

"- I heard. I heard. Dr. Solitica said you could join us."

"- Ha ha. My wild says, 'I have to get out! I'm saying."

"- There's a tamed wild?

"- If my husband is good, cats aren't bad."

On the ground floor of the stone tower, the dining room is also a large room.

Bryn's Tower.

It has long existed as one of the bases for assassins in the Kingdom of Nastiara and is now used as a training facility for assassins.

With the exception of the role of instructor, the assassin candidate who now lives in this tower - the so-called trainee - is eleven.

"Are you guys leaving?

"Ah, Sash."

A naked, blue-haired boy returning from the outside speaks to four candidates whose lunch break is still relaxing.

He's Sash.

He's the eleventh candidate.

He's one of the assassin candidates I've been working with in the last few days, and he's the best freshman. My face and body are probably wet because I've been sweating my training.

He is showing strength early in his arrival.

So without the "because I'm new" neglect, I'm not reluctant because I'm a powerful person.

Accepted to be one of us already.

And as a common perception, the candidates who were here first think "Sash's arms are on the way".

- No one knows yet that he is only a "moderate arm" after training for the last six months or so.

"Didn't I tell you we were talking about some kind of sash transmission?

Marion, a small, short-haired, neutral girl who has difficulty discerning whether she is a man or a woman, asks, recommending to sit down and sit down.

"Oh. I didn't think it was going to matter this far. - What about Eola?

Not sitting in a chair, Sash looks around. I don't know who I'm looking for, but I'm looking.

"Ha ha. Sash likes Eola."

Sash frowns in a grumpy way, even though Trawl, a cat beast girl with a face that she always laughs at, tears up.

"Are you nuts? Man to man."

Eola - Eolazel is the opponent that Sash, who came to the tower, mocked to show his strength.

Sash's goal these days is to beat Eolazel, who still remains to be hit, once and for all. When I find the time, I sign up for a fight.

"Do you mind if I deal with this?

The badly eyed boy who deserves the word "good" is Hariatan. Not weak. Just not even strong when it's Ments here.

"You're fine. If it's enough for you, tigers are still more fun."

"Oh, my God, this is new."

"Call me Uluru, not a tiger. Do I look like those losers?"

Whatever Hariatan is, Trawl seems to think "Tigers are untamed people". I'm not sure what the criteria are.

"Fair enough."

Rio Dyne, a boy of high qualities as a magician, who does not like every dispute with a serene temperament, forgives Trawl.

"Sure, you said something about having a spear built on a bet or something?

"More on that later."

And, Sash put the four of them there and tried to go upstairs to find Eolazelle - that's when.

"- Sash. Can you tell me more about the bet?

From where Sash had just come in, I tried to follow him and another came.

"... Hydra."

A woman in a Sister - actually, still old enough to call her a girl, but with a beauty that looks like an adult or a girl.

She's Hydra.

Among the current assassin candidates, he is a top performer and chairman.

"... ha. Okay, I get it. I'll talk."

If Hydra says so, I can't help it.

Breathing his sigh, Sash lowered his back somewhat to the chair Marion had just recommended.

Nothing. I'm the chairman, so I'm looking at it at a glance, not that.

- Because a buddy who hasn't been here yet is taking care of her for a little while.

Personally, I'm a little out of my mind.

"- So the hunting festival, is it?"

Hunting festival.

The word is an expanded version of the hunting battle - the name of the next event to take place in Crozheit.

There have been a lot of visitors from the outside world lately and they are getting a little more busy.

For once, Krozheit, a lawless country that shouldn't exist on the surface, has logistics and interactions with other lands.

In many ways, it is sometimes more convenient not to exist on paper.

Well, around there anyway.

Crozheit is cheaper than its neighbors.

As a place where you can play quite a bit without a lot of money, also comes the rich and aristocrats who have connections with the rough, adventurers and the city's powerful.

Here, you are also allowed to play with the fire there.

I can also do things that I can't do locally.

They're pretty cozy for the rich and powerful who have to worry about the public eye.

- But that's why, if we overdo it, we'll lose our neglect in places no one knows about.

There is order even if it is lawless.

It would be a very pleasant place if you could give me a hand around it.

"It's a big deal that Tatsunami was interested in getting on."

From Hydra's point of view, this event is quite unnatural.

Especially Tatsunami in the blacksmith district.

That bigoted old man hardly moves to make money on this hand. It's fundamentally different from Beckenberg in a flashy, noisy, glorious neighborhood.

Frankly, it equals just a craftsman.

Says the reason such a tatsunami moved is the bet Sash started to push.

I'd like to tilt my neck to see how important one bet would be...

- Well, now that I know the truth, I could understand the flow of the story even if I didn't say so.

"So, you guys are leaving?

Apparently Sash's participation is absolute.

When I asked the four people who were intrigued to hear him talk like that, the answer cracked that he was "out" but not "out".

"Shouldn't you stop?

"What? Why?"

"Dr. Solichka forgave me for this, but don't answer it."

Trawl and Hariatan, who are already willing to leave, look strange at Hydra's words.

"They're going to give you prizes and bounty money. Okay? I want money. I'll buy lots of sweet treats and meat when I get my prize money."

"Yes, food matters. Besides, it sounds like it would be fun to beat the shit out of some of the best guys in the world!

The two of them already seem willing to win, if they are willing to leave.

"Hey Sash. There's a real hunter in the company you're waiting for, right?

"Ah? Oh, I'm here. Wow, he's a good bowman."

All of a sudden, Sash answers.

"You're wearing glasses, aren't you?

"Oh.... what the heck. You got something?

"- No. Nothing."

And Hydra took a seat.

I know what you want to know, and whatever you say, I'm not going to listen to you, so enough talking.

The other day, a girl with glasses - no, a boy in a woman's dress came to visit.

This is the second time he has come to an orphanage with Hydra.

For the first time, you've probably come to see how your buddy came to Crozheit with you.

But the second visit, clearly, came to see Hydra.

Not much to talk about, that's all he said.

- "I'd like to take care of you as soon as the hunting battle is over. I don't know," he said.

When the hunting battle is over.

I want to take care of you right away.

Speaking pale, in his womenswear, he clearly viewed Hydra as an associate of Bryn's Tower.

Because I never checked the relationship, and I didn't have the kind of questions to explore.

I mean, he's willing to compete in a hunting battle, and when it's over, he goes to the orphanage - no, it means he's coming to the Bryn Tower.

Some parts of Sash can't help it, but Trawl and Hariatan...

"... Dr. Solichka, you definitely did it on purpose"

She must have given permission to compete in the hunt with the intention of hitting those glasses boys with the Tower candidates.

If so.

That glasses boy means he'll do it pretty good.

From the first time I saw it in reason, I should be concerned about a lot of things.

You think there's no gap if you look closely, even though you only look like a non-combatant around there?

Where the signs are small but the emotional upset can't be heard at all?

Where there is no stray in the gaze movement? Those are the eyes of those who are attentive not only to straight lines, but also to all the sight that can be painfully seen.

It didn't look strong at all, but it was definitely not normal.

Is that the hunter?

The colors are quite different from the hunters I saw in Crozheit, who just hunt demons.

Because if I tell you, the Crozheit hunter is a warrior.

I guess the fundamentals are still different from the professions and hunters.

- Shouldn't you stay out because you might lose?

Even if I told those two people I didn't doubt I'd win, I knew I wouldn't listen.