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

I run the shortest distance I don't know if it's something I can fulfill and call the road, like entering a narrow alley, going through a privately owned place, running up and over walls and climbing a roof.

The red-haired girl runs a roadless path at a good speed, leading me.

In direction, I think it's headed towards the compartment where the shops line up.

Then the speed slows down quickly and stops around the corner of the mall.

The girl looked at me with a boring look on her face.

"- That's pretty good."

Ha. Really? It was easier than running through the woods though.

"Are we there?

To my question, I pointed to the little store in front of me. What kind of store is it? Seems like there's a lot left in the mess when I saw it.

The girl enters the store. I'm going after him, too.

- Welcome back.

Oh, there he is.

An old man who would probably be a clerk polishing something into a small counter in the back where something like a roughly non-uniform crap was pushed in.

I can't read the signs, someone who looks normal but is strong was here.

This feeling is definitely someone with an assassin relationship. He feels like he was in a lot of assassin villages.

Does that mean this store is now the focal point of the Assassin Alliance?... I knew I was lonely.

"Here."

Without a particular greeting, the girl goes further back through the side of the clerk's old man. The old man put us right through without even looking at the girl or at me, a new face that had never been here.

Turning to the back of the narrow store - the girl shifted her hip-tall shelf to the side, opening a hidden door cleverly hidden behind it. Oh, do you have one of these?

I went without hesitation through the darkness beyond sight, and when I followed the rest too, the shelves seemed to go back on their own with no sound behind them. I had no idea by the looks of it. This kind of trick is hilarious.

It was only when I dived that I stood back, but from there it was a staircase ahead.

The redhead girl takes the lamp she prepared at some point and goes down the narrow stairs.

And...

I went out to the open place.

of stone. There in a large room, where things like tables and chairs were placed.

But what is characteristic is the large map affixed to the wall. The entire kingdom of Nastiara is delicately portrayed.

Definitely, Assassin Azito...... no.

Too little stuff to think that I use it on a daily basis. I don't have the finesse for life.

I wonder if it's one of the bases to use when working on an assassination. Wouldn't it be a place to get together before work or something like that?

And there were three people there.

"- Okay, kid."

One is a windy old man, a skilled innkeeper who made contact in a slum last night.

Now I put all my stretches of hair together behind me, changed my worn out clothes to something quite new that was rubbing them off, and I'm feeling a little tight. Well, to some extent.

"- Heh? This is quite... Hmm?

The blonde, light-haired young man who looks at me like he's bluntly ordered. Pretty cool. Looks light though....... yeah? Sounds like I remember this light-hearted voice... did you hear it somewhere?

"-... Lou... Lou... Lou..."

…………

"Because it's not a ghost"

I meant to take a look, but apparently my gaze was nailed. A red-haired girl whispered to me as I was freezing.

Really? Isn't it a ghost?

In one corner of the room, there is a long-haired woman with thin, blurry hair...... there is a small blue light drifting around her, moving irregularly not around or around her drifting.

He was mortally separated from his appearance, even though there were no signs. Why are you glowing, that guy? Besides, he stares at one point of the floor without wandering around, muttering like "Lou, Lou". What the hell is that guy?

"Are you a dangerous person?

It's too ghostly. It doesn't look too human.

I couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. I haven't spoken to you. Well, for what I'm looking at, it seems to be harmless."

It doesn't look harmless to people and animals already.

But, well, if it's harmless, okay. The creeps are amazing, but let's take them away and not worry about them.... I wonder if I can. Awesome presence though. It's glowing.

For now.

This seems to be the final point of guidance.

"Old man, I knew you were related?

First, I asked the old man I met yesterday. It's a very shallow relationship, but it's still comforting to know your face.

"Oh. Somehow we're gathering information and deterring crime in the Glades, and we're also protecting children. I'm also a former member of the Hunting Alliance."

Ha, I see.

"The person I accidentally spoke to was the one I was looking for."

That's a little too much. I wonder if that happens.

"It's not a coincidence."

But the old man denied it.

"The kid was looking for 'those people,' and you called me, didn't you? I didn't choose randomly, but I spoke up for the candidate. The odds of a hit are so low."

Oh, maybe if you say so. Is there such a way of thinking?

"But I'm not the one in charge here, I'm the blonde over here. Will you greet this guy first?"

And, the old man talks to a blonde who looks light. Well, at your age, the old man looks more like he's in position, but you're in charge?... Looks like there's something else going on right now.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Ayle. I've been banished from the assassin's village."

"I'm listening. You got here a long time ago. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Well, let's go easy, sweet on the word, and from here on out, I decide to take it easy.

"I'm Roda. He's a two-star adventurer. Greetings, Ayle."

Roda. Adventurer. All right, I remember.

"The dirty old man there,... I thought you said it yourself earlier. As you know, I work in the city collecting information."

Xant. old man. Dirty. Okay, I remember.

"That woman over there... well, I'll name her after myself when I need her, so don't worry too much"

A ghostly woman. Pending. All right, I remember.

"So, the redhead next to Ayle there is Lisse, the same new assassin candidate you are."

Redhead. New candidate for assassin. Lisse. I don't like it the most. All right, I remember.

"Roda, I knew I wasn't convinced."

Lisse points to me, and the grump tells the dew.

"Why do amateurs like this get the same training as me? Assassins should need an elite bunch, qualities and downloads that even candidates can withstand. Why are you such an amateur?"

You just said "such an amateur" twice. Well, I have to say I'm right because I haven't learned anything yet.

"I don't know."

But Roda's answer was very concise and light.

"The village asked me to. That's why I accepted. That's all. That's a good reason."

"Is that all right!? Are you sure it's that simple!?

"I'd like to hear the opposite. What's the problem?"

Rhoda is thin and calm while Lisse is getting emotional.

"My buddy says he wants to keep it. What's the problem with accepting that as it is? In the first place, we're a bunch of people with relationships up and down. The orders above are absolute, and if you decide that's the case above, the reason is up there. We don't need to know.

So? Anything else?

Lisse stared at me with a remorseful face and missed her face. I'll tell you what, you don't have my will. I was banished from the village, not that I wanted to come here....... I knew you wouldn't say it because they would say it back hard anyway.

"- And well, that's why. Ayle, you're going to be trained under us for a while, so hang in there."

Thus began a new life in the city of Heidiga.