My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

Here is the chapter 1 I promised you. Its a little late, mostly because of that ONE sentence I couldnt make heads or tails of, so if you know how its supposed to be translated, let me know and I will fix it. Also, if there are any grammar mistakes, let me know as well.

I hope you enjoy this chapter and there may or may not be chapter 2 coming this week. I dont know yet, but I still owe you a chapter of Swain Hakushaku on Friday, which you will definitely get. Anyways, enjoy!

On that day, the lives of those in Year 2 Class 2 changed.

Our calm and peaceful days suddenly turned extraordinary.

An enormous magic circle had appeared in the middle of the classroom.

It had a complex pattern, and after it started glowing a bluish-white light, we finally realized just how strange the situation was.

Everyone, get out of the classroom!!!

Somebody shouted this, but it was already too late.

The magic circle had already started its invocation, and a noticeably stronger light flooded my vision.

Unable to take it, I closed my eyes.

I felt my body float a little.

The girls nearby were screaming.

And in the next moment, we were back down on the ground again.

And then, our ordinary days were forcibly taken away from us.

Because we were summoned to another world.

I, Oda Akira, do not believe in any ghosts, aliens, or occult phenomenons.

Ive read about different world summonings in novels, and although I sympathized, envied, and was deeply moved by them, there was a clear boundary between that and reality.

I beseech you, defeat the demon lord and save us.

However, this situation where a person who seems to be the king of a whole country bowing his head in front of us was, without a doubt, reality, and as one would expect, my mind still could not compute what was happening.

No, anyone would be confused when faced with something like this.

Theres no doubt that my expressionless face that has always been thought to be unpleasant was also blank.

TN: () I had so much trouble with this one, so if I translated it wrong, please let me know.

A few minutes ago, when we could see again, we were in an extremely spacious hall where we couldnt even see the other party, and there were thirteen knights surrounding us and a young girl who seemed to be a princess breathing heavily while peeking at us.

No, she looked like a knight, but shes holding a staff, so was she a magician?

My mind was a mess, but a part of me was calm and continued to observe the room that Ive never seen before.

On the floor was a soft carpet, and although the color was a bright red, it went well with this pointlessly gorgeous room.

The ceiling was also pointlessly high, and I saw that it was delicately designed, but the ceiling was too high so it couldnt be seen clearly.

As I was observing, before I knew it, those besides the young girl and the magicians were standing near us.

Welcome, thank you for coming, hero candidates. Please come this way. His Majesty the King will explain everything.

An old man who was like a butler respectfully thanked us, and pointed at a door that was just as pointlessly elegant.

There was not a single person who asked any questions, we were silenced under the old mans gaze.

For now, we followed him and walked towards the door, and then the ojisan who seemed to be His Majesty the King giving us an explanation was, a common development in different world fantasy novels.

Firstly, information regarding this world.

It seems that this world was called Morigan and was a globe-shaped star like Earth.

There are four continents in Morigan, and each continent was inhabited by humans, demons, elves, and beastmen respectively.

The place that we were summoned to was the biggest country within the human continent, Retice.

And the reason why we were summoned was, by decree of the king.

The demons have invaded human territory.

I want you to defeat the demon king. was what he said.

In my mind, I shouted, There it is, the templateeeee!!

Of course, it was shout for joy.

It could be said that this was the situation that all young people around this age long for.

It was unusual for there to be someone in our class who didnt shout for joy.

Maa, there were some girls who were looking around uneasily, but even so, a lot of the male students who were delighted.

Similarly, I was also one of those people who shouted for joy.

We, were foolishly delighted, unaware of the suffering and the adversity that awaited us.