My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

Happy Wednesday!

We are finally off to the dungeon! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

And so, the agreed upon day one month later had arrived.

Earths calendar was the same as Morigans, and in the first place, the one who imparted the concept of a calendar to the inhabitants of Morigan, was the hero who was the first to be summoned to this world.

It seems that the previous heroes imparted more than just that, and thanks to them, the food culture was quite advanced.

Next time, lets go to the castle town.

Perhaps they have curry.

I want to eat kaasans curry.

I want to go back.

Now then, are you all here? Then we will get going, to the dungeon.

As expected of another world, each person was provided with five bottles of HP and MP potions by the royal castle.

An HP potion was an item that would immediately heal minor injuries if you poured it onto your injury.

Commander Saran used his sword to casually cut his arm right in front of us and demonstrated its use.

The class of heroes turned pale with just that much though.

Are they going to be ok, these guys.

Even though were about to go chop up monsters.

The group had departed as if they were going out on an outing, but the dungeon was surprisingly right at the forests clearing.

Was it ok for it to be this close to the royal castle?

If by any chance, the monsters overflow from the dungeon, then well be done for.

Ah, there is a powerful barrier around the royal castle, so even if there was a flood of monsters, itll be safe.

Commander Saran looked over here as he said this, as if reading my mind.

With a huge smile on his face.

Damn you, psychic Saran.

As I was thinking that, the forest had suddenly opened up, and there was a crowd of people waiting at an enormous entrance to what seemed to be the dungeon.

We squinted as if we were blinded by the sudden light coming in.

There were also some guys who were flinching at the crowd of people.

They all simultaneously gathered around us who had come out of the forest.

It was just like, the war between the okaasans at the supermarket at night.

We were surprised by this, and stopped walking.

The knights had more or less put an end to it, but its gotten to the point where it wouldnt be funny if they came over.

Dont stop. You are the heroes. Stand proudly before the people.

Commander Sara scolded us in a strict voice, unlike his usual frivolous way of talking.

Even though he said this in a small voice, it resounded, for some reason.

Before we knew it, we straightened our backs.

Its probably some kind of skill.

Commander Saran!!!

Zeal-sama!!!

Hero-sama!!!

There was loud cheering.

Commander Saran and Vice-Commander Zeal were tremendously popular.

Incidentally, they called out to us as well.

The useless hero at the front had already put on a friendly smile.

Maa, that guy, its because he has a nice face.

I had concealed my presence and walked to the back of the line.

When I casually looked over, there was a person wearing a hood sharply looking over here.

Based on the height, it was probably a woman.

They were glaring at us as if we were the enemies of their parents.

I dont know why they harbored a grudge against us who had not left the royal castle before and today being the first time we did so, but the strong bloodthirst that they emitted as they looked over here was uncomfortable, so I would like it if you stopped.

I stealthily left the procession and approached the hooded person.

Glancing sideways, Commander Saran saw me, so its ok.

No, rather, if you think about the lecture after this, isnt that bad?

Hey you, why are you glaring at them so much?

I called out to them as refreshingly as I could.

The hooded person looked over with an extremely surprised look on their face.

Ah, Im not going to hand you over to the knights or anything. I was just wondering why you were emitting that much bloodthirst. Im just a curious bystander.

When I asked them why one more time, the hooded person reluctantly answered me.

do you know, just how much was sacrificed to summon them?

That voice was a clear bell-like voice of a lovely girl.

Perhaps she was around the same age as us.

no, sorry, but Ive never heard of that.

I see. Then, lets meet again when you find the answer.

She said this and then disappeared into the crowd of people.

I was still standing there, thinking things over.

The sacrifice for the summoning.

In the popular revenge novels, the family of those who were summoned as well as those who were discriminated against were killed.

I dont really want to think about the former.

The latter too, was cruel as I took into consideration the future of this world.

If, my hypothesis was correct, just what was the king thinking.

I had been standing there until Commander Saran came calling for me while erasing his presence.

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