298 Episode 24 - A real assassin?

Nemm laments.

"Oh, no. ....... How can this be ......!

The training ground at the bottom of the abyss.

I'm not sure what to make of it.

I'm not sure what to make of it.

"You people!　Assassination is not a game!　So why don't you take it seriously and kill the target!　What is this, the world's greatest assassination society?　You are, as Gold would say, 'the world's greatest comedy troupe'!

In addition to the Mad Clown, four others were seated in chairs in front of Nemm, bound by Ellie's Strategic Class magic, Dorn Fesselung.

They are the top five Morte Spada of the Blow, the world's greatest assassination society.

All of them were caught by us without being able to do anything and were taken to the lowest level of the abyss, the training ground.

Nemm's anger did not abate and he shouted.

"Hey, Mad Clown!　You're wasting too much time!　You rely too much on poison!　You need to work on your technique, your technique!

Ha, ha. ......

I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

This was done in order to prevent the remaining poison from affecting the other inhabitants of the abyss.

"Next!　You frog-like thing there!　You're going to use the digestive juices in your stomach to melt them, aren't you?

Yes, I do. ......

There must be a more efficient way!　Yes, there are!　Why digestive juices!　And what about talking upside down?

Oh, that was just to differentiate myself from the rest of them and impress the boss. ...... I was trying my best to speak.

"That's not what you're trying to do!　You're an assassin, you have to work harder than that!

Nemm looked at the female assassin sitting next to him.

And you!　It's okay to use your appearance as a weapon to approach men and assassinate them with slow-acting poison. You're the most assassin-like of the bunch.

"Oh, thank you.

The woman, who seems to be a demon race succubus, announces her thanks with a flirtatious smile.

It's the best thing to do when you're bound by the Binding of Thorns (Dorn Fesselung) and can't move.

Nemm opened his eyes to the limit and pointed out.

But it's not like you're barging in during the day when we're having tea!　And you're still dressed like a prostitute!　You should read the air!　Air!　Light-sama looks to be around twelve years old, and you're approaching her in the daytime dressed like that. ...... Use your head more!

Hiiii!

Next!

The female assassin screams, and Nemm turns to face the stoutest male assassin in the room.

"You're the worst assassin I've ever seen!　Why are you coming to kill me head-on in the daytime?　You're not an assassin!

No, no, it's worked fine for us. ......

It's not because it's working!　You're an assassin!　You're an assassin!　You're too much of a frontal assassin!　You idiot!　Assassins don't cut corners!

Nemm pointed out with all his might that during the time of the Gathering of the Tribes, he had heard of a famous assassin who would kill his targets head-on.

Of course, it wasn't him.

It was a person who actually existed in the past.

So it's not that there aren't assassins who come in and kill you head on. ......

Nemm's aesthetics would not allow it.

She turns to the final Morte Spada.

"Omae was defeated without knowing why!　It is one of the assassination techniques to make a faint impression, but you are too unimpressive to say anything!

I'm sorry. ......

I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea.

I don't know how I, Nemm, and Gold all managed to defeat him.

In a way, he may have been the one who was able to deceive us the best. It didn't lead to any results at all, though. ......

I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on.

I'm sure you've heard of it. They will try to kill you through deception, assassination, and trickery. Do not be careless, even if your opponent is of a lower level. That carelessness could turn out to be fatal - that's what the "real thing" is all about.

"......!

When Nemm hears Gold's voice mimicry, his ears turn red.

It's a great way to get the most out of your business.

In the event that you're not sure what you're looking for, it's possible that you'll be able to find a great deal more information on the web.

I'm not sure what to say.　

Nemm pulled out his knife in shame-induced rage and gunned Gold out with the hilt.

He continued to belly laugh as Nemm attacked him.

'O Nemm!　How can I not laugh at this?　You were threatening me so much, and I was bracing myself for the 'real assassin'!　If the comedians actually showed up, it's only natural that I would laugh at the difference between your face and your lines!

"Gold, don't make fun of Nemm too much.

"...... 'With all my might, I, Nemm, will protect you from the filthy blade of a real assassin, sir!

"Mmm-hmm!

When I warned him about Gold's teasing, he turned to me and mimicked Nemm's voice, saying the previous line.

I remembered the gap between Gold's imitation and Nemm's, and the difference between the dialogue and the current situation, and I almost erupted.

Seeing that I was about to erupt, my sense of shame seemed to have reached its limit, and Nemm crouched down on the spot, holding his face with the knife in his hand.

My ears, and not just my brown skin, were about to turn red all over.

I was indeed sorry and offered words of comfort.

"I'm sorry, Nemm. I didn't mean to laugh at Nemm's loyalty.

"Nyaaahhh ......!

Perhaps he was too embarrassed, but Nemm squealed like a blue snowflake.

It's not that I don't like it, it's that I don't like it.

(Maybe it's best not to touch her until her emotions have calmed down for a while. ......)

(I think it's best not to touch him until he calms down for a while.) I give everyone present a nudge with my gaze, and turn my attention to the Morte Spada.

I'm not sure what to do about it, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

"What?

I'm not sure what to do about it.