My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

Happy Wednesday!

Heres the chapter, enjoy.

ED: Ignite

A few days later, we finally arrived at Uruk.

Thats right, we came.

The festival was held in a town that was considered large even within the largest state of the beastmen territory, Uruk.

If I remember correctly, its name was Mari.

A large stage was constructed in the plaza for the festival, and using magic, the stage could still be seen even from other towns.

I wonder if it was something similar to television broadcasting.

It wasnt just in Mari, the entire state of Uruk was extremely lively, even though it was only day time.

There were food stalls up and down the streets, and surprisingly, there were also many stalls opened by humans.

However, no matter how you looked at it, there were way too many people.

Even though we had yet to enter Mari, it was bustling, with beastmen and humans intermingling.

It seems that entry into Mari was forbidden unless one was a resident or a participant of the pageant.

Maa, if you looked at the number of people, it was understandable.

Within the crowd of people, there were people dressed up in costumes here and there who seemed to be participating in the pageant as they were all fired up. Conversely, there were also people who had escaped to the edges of the street, likely because of how congested the center aisles were.

Look, look, Akira! There are so many things that Ive never eaten before!

Our group was particularly eye-catching.

Kurou didnt like walking through a crowd of people and because we went off on his own together with Zeal-san, we were walking together with the heros group.

The one who stood out primarily was Amelia, who was eye-catching even on normal days, carrying a bunch of food in her arms. She was also in very high spirits just like a child, but surprisingly, there were more gazes on me than on Amelia.

If one was confused as to why, one would understand when you listened to the voices around us.

that person, isnt he the Assassin of Darkness-sama?

Eeh? No way! Wasnt that a fairytale?

Its said that he defeated the monsters in an instant! I wonder if I could get an autograph?

I wont give autographs.

Or rather, an assassin who had their face revealed and on top of that, was famous, whats going on?

I mean, why was I being pointed out.

As expected, was the black hair and eyes unusual.

And it seems that barely anyone had these characteristics in this world.

Akira, are you a celebrity? Can I get an autograph as well?

I groaned when I heard Kyousuke say this as he was walking next to me.

At times like these, Kyousukes words cut right into me.

There are no autographs. Rather, hide me.

Really? Then lets do that.

Kyousuke moved in front of me and I hid in his shadow as we walked.

However, that didnt mean that I was completely hidden.

Why dont we try calling out to him!

Yeah! Lets do that!

Me too!!

give me a break.

I once again groaned when I heard those voices, and then frowned.

Why dont you go into stealth? Master-dono. As expected, its impossible to deal with.

I nodded at the words of Yoru who was riding on Amelias shoulder.

It would be good to useStealth, but there was one problem.

Ill leave Amelia to you.

Understood.

Because the population density was on par with that of a crowded train, I inevitably had to walk on top of the food stalls, but I couldnt stay near Amelia when she needed me.

There had been many guys calling out to Amelia for quite a while now, and I really did not want to separate from her.

Thanks to Yoru who was on her shoulder, the beastmen were instead standing away from her, but the humans were approaching her with lewd looks on their faces.

Kyousuke, after I leave, help me keep an eye on Amelia. If there are any guys who call out to her, you can just send them flying.

Got it.

After asking a favor of Kyousuke who agreed, I invokedStealth.

Based on the oneesamas who were calling out to me, I confirmed that they were not able to perceive me, and climbed up onto the roofs of the food stalls.

Unlike the food stalls in Japan, they were made of sturdy wood, so I wasnt afraid of falling.

The country probably had them made just for this day.

Ah! Theres a gun shooting game!!

TN: in Japanese festivals, there are many games you can play. One of them is where you have a fake gun that you use to shoot down prizes. If you manage to shoot them down, you get to keep it. There are a variety of prizes, from small toys to larger, more expensive prizes.

When we had walked for a while, Ueno saw a stall and let out a cheer.

Of course, it wasnt exactly the same as the one in Japan, but it was something that made use of wind magic created from magic circles that anyone could use.

By setting the quantity and power of the magic within the magic circle and engraving it onto the wooden board, if you pointed the wooden board toward the prize and poured in magic power, a wind bullet would come out.

It seems that if you succeed in hitting it and the prize fell, then you could keep it.

Whats important was the control and accuracy of your magic, huh.

Oh! Ojou-chan, are you going to try it?

Yes, yes!

When she heard the words of the stalls ojisan, Uenos eyes sparkled and after she paid him the money, she took hold of the wooden board that had a magic circle engraved on it.

Alright! Amelia-chan, is there anything you want?

Lets see, I want that candy.

Perhaps they had been affected by the atmosphere of the festival, Ueno and Amelia were strangely excited.

Since when had they become that close?

Come to think of it, on the day that Kurou and I house-sat, the other all went out separately, but they came back together.

Perhaps they got to know each other at that time.

Maa, at any rate, since Amelia seemed like she was having fun, its fine.

Aah, look, shes a princess, and she probably didnt have any friends.

Aim carefully, Ueno.

I know! te!! Oh!

At the sound of the prize falling, the look on Amelias face melted into happiness.

Look, look! I got it!

Good job, ojou-chan. Alright! Ill give this to you as a freebie too!

Ooh! Occhan, thanks!

Amelia, who received the candy prize from Ueno, was smiling in pure bliss.

When I saw her like this, I was smiling as well.

Im glad we came to the festival.

I felt like I had forgotten about the bloody days.