SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

fall in.

(1) ================= Last year.

There are two young girls who have been given this name by His Majesty the Emperor.

… … Baron Sylvia Evanail's daughter...

… … … A golden thread has bloomed in the middle of a yellow flower garden...

… … … From now on people will call you here...

… Young-ae, the golden sister.

The heroine of this world.

… … The daughter of Duke Raviel Ivancia...

… … … It is a flower plated with silver so as not to drop its own hair...

… .......

hey From now on, the subjects of the Empire will...

… Silver Lily 銀百合 Young Ae.

The villain of this apocalypse.

Aristocratic ladies usually get a nickname while having a debut tangent.

The royal family or grand aristocrat who opened the debut tang will give you a new name.

Young-ae's nickname changes depending on how noble the gift is.

The name given by the baron as a gift is different from the name given by the count.

Of course, the most colorful thing is the nickname given by the emperor of the empire.

To receive the name as a gift from His Majesty is the honor of the family and the honor of Ilshin.

Since these two young girls are in the same academy, a huge typhoon has no choice but to strike---.

'No matter what.' I looked at the prince.

The Crown Prince was holding the heretic inquisitor who was resentful of my colleague, Geumsa-mae Yeong-ae.

They hugged him so tightly that the heretic inquisitor's clothes were wrapped around his fingertips like scales of water.

'Isn't it too frivolous for the Crown Prince of a country?' Oddly enough, I didn't like it.

The prince and I met eyes.

I was just looking at it with a rather ridiculous look, so I had to quickly close my eyes.

But the prince's gaze was also strange.

contempt.

anger.

contempt.

Negative emotions lurked in his eyes.

“… … You survived too.”

Huh.

Did you say that to me? It's probably because I'm the only one paying attention right now.

But his voice is like a human who chewed spinach whose expiration date has passed for three days.

there is no luck "Yes.

Majesty." I mimicked the tone of voice while recalling historical dramas.

“He survived safely.”

“You are lucky.”

“How could it be thanks to the luck of a lowly dwarf? This is also your surname, this is crazy.”

"......." The prince's fine eyebrows slipped.

I just sneakily chimed in, [Did you concoct an attack with your own play?].

Even if a thief says my feet are numb, I can't help but be terrified to hear ordinary greetings.

“You are exaggerating.

Do you mean to say that everything that happens in the world has my last name? It's your luck that you saved your life, that you saved Sylvia from the beasts of the assassins.

Don't thank me." Wow.

It seems like he took a step back and praised him, but if you listen carefully, it's not.

I was lowering it because of my 'luck', not my 'skill'.

no way.

I would like to think that it is not, but is the Crown Prince holding me in check? “Geum Sa-mae Young-ae is my master.”

That moment.

“And I belong to her.”

Without realizing it, my mouth was moving.

"Majesty.

How can it be said that a sword protecting its master is in the hands of good fortune? The tool just did its job.

Your Majesty, please take away the excessive praise.”

It was frustrating.

Seriously, really, I was going to slap my head around and back off.

What would be better if the crown prince of a country and the butler of the family had a fight? Still, the tongue moved smoothly.

'Huh? Have I finally turned around?' Just when my mind was about to go hazy, I heard a voice.

[The immersion in the character deepens.] What? [Your immersion rate is currently 1%.] Crazy? “… … You are so eloquent that I want to sew my lips together.”

The prince's face was distorted while I was going crazy in my mind.

insult.

shame.

It was a face that was holding back the swearing.

If possible, I also wanted to pour out a bunch of swear words.

Because seeing the wrinkled expression on the Crown Prince's face made a corner of his heart strangely refreshed.

Rather than thinking that I had to stop here, I got a feeling of good looks.

crazy.

this crazy “These days, it seems that baron-level aristocrats select servants based on their tongue, not their personality.

Your Majesty will be truly grieved if you know the current situation.”

Wait a minute.

wait.

The prince of this world or blonde ramen Sari doing something.

Don't provoke me anymore.

Please don't touch [me]'s feelings.

This, this stage...

… .

“Is it possible? Will there ever be a day when Your Majesty's vision will be clouded? His Majesty the Crown Prince has grown up here and is building up his virtues day by day at the main school.

In other words, it would be nice for your father to know that you were hiring assassins.

I realized the trap of this stage.

And I also knew why the paladins and the counts, the hunters who dealt with the economy and security of our tower, failed to attack with so little power.

'As time passed, it seemed that the two of them were eaten by the concept!' [The immersion in the character deepens.] No.

[Your engagement rate is now 2%.] This is crazy.

"huh.

became Competing with you for words in itself is degrading.

I will thoroughly investigate what happened tonight.”

“Is there another person at the school as trustworthy as the Crown Prince? I'm just asking with a sincere heart.

Please, find out who was behind the attack and bring back the worker punishment.”

“Of course.”

iced coffee.

Was it 'this'? Was this the characteristic of this stage? The prince glanced at me and said, “You seem to be very surprised in the middle of the night, not Sylvia Young-ae.

It's possible that there might be more lurking beasts of the raid.

I will protect Young-ae today, so you know that.”

"Majesty." My tongue was evolving into an answering machine.

“Please forgive the rudeness of the small man.

The more times such a situation arises, the more you need to relieve your fatigue in a place where you can put your mind at ease.

My owner will want you to stay in the private room as usual.”

“… … Now, did I say that if you were by my side, you wouldn’t feel comfortable?”

“I’m sorry.

Soin is just telling the truth to you.”

help me.

Save me! [Your immersion in characters is deepening.] [Your immersion rate is currently 3%.] Help Me! Help me! -Hey.

you … … what are you doing Sword Master! No, swordsman! -Eh.

Did this bastard run away? I really think I'm going to go back now, so please do something! -Huh… … What do you mean what do you mean? I do not know.

Anyway, I want you to get me out of my mind! -Hmm.

Do you really have an angle where you can gossip? I don't care what you say, so just calm your mind! - Oh, then.

The background man laughed out loud.

- It's a zombie.

You seem to offend the viper.

In fact, whenever you have a chance, more than anyone else, you do gritty things like the main character in the delusion of a viper.......

Ah.

'That's Okay.

I calmed down.

Don't even put it in your mouth after that.' -OK.

I was awakened by the action of the mastermind who dared to blow the serpent drip.

Have you ever seen such a creepy ghost? No matter what you say, it really doesn't matter what you say.

Thanks to this, the immersion rate that had been rising like crazy stopped suddenly.

"......." Meanwhile.

The heretical inquisitor who buried his face in the Crown Prince's arms was also not normal.

"......? Yes......?" The Inquisitor tilted his head, tilted his head.

For the first time, I glimpsed the heretical Inquisitor's 'embarrassed' expression.

Self-approved One-Top Torai.

The pure natural psycho didn't understand the emotions he was feeling right now.

fault.

That's why the heretical inquisitor pushed the Crown Prince's chest.

it came out of his arms.

The Crown Prince, who was having a snowball fight with me, was embarrassed and looked at Young-ae, no, the Inquisitor.

“Sylvia.

Why all of a sudden?”

"Yes? … … huh? Oh oh?" The Inquisitor tilted his head once more.

“It’s amazing.”

“What are you talking about, Sylvia?”

“Now, for the first time in my life, I am feeling a strange feeling.”

The Heretic Inquisitor laughed bitterly.

“My heart is pounding!”

"......." "My heart is racing.

Oh, oh.

Aha.

Indeed! It's really mysterious...." The Heretic Inquisitor closed his eyes.

And he touched his chest with both hands.

Inquisitor heresy, no, the golden sister Young Ae had a small smile on her face.

It was like listening to beautiful classical music.

“The owner of this body looks like he really likes you!”

“City, Sylvia… .”

The prince groaned.

It is a noodle dish that is eaten with a soup called emotion and rice called emotion.

If I hadn't stopped immersing myself in a hurry, I might have felt jealous at the timing right now, but fortunately, fortunately, that didn't happen.

I was late, but I came to my senses.

"miss." I said, ma'am, with strength.

The Inquisitor opened his closed eyes and looked at me.

“Let’s go back to the dormitory.

His Majesty the Crown Prince has promised in person that he will reveal the background behind the attack.

It is late at night, so the young lady should go back to her lodging and rest in peace.

From tomorrow onwards, I will have to continue my life as a young lady again.”

We have a 'purpose' as well as our 'role'.

The purpose of clearing the stage.

Don't forget this.

"Oh.

Oh yeah.

It was.”

The Inquisitor blinked his eyes.

He understood exactly what I meant.

The heretic inquisitor grabbed the end of his skirt and greeted the Crown Prince.

“Thank you for your consideration.

But I will go home with my servant.”

"Ah?" “Have a good night.

father-in-law.

I'm leaving now!" Abandoning the dazed prince, the heretic inquisitor easily turned his back.

And with a light footstep, I left the warehouse.

“Sylvia! City, Sylvia?!”

' cried the Crown Prince, but the heretical inquisitor just walked down the hallway with a smile.

I didn't even turn my head.

“… … Things have become difficult.”

I muttered as I caught up close to the Inquisitor's side.

“Immersion, I didn’t know there was such a trap.

Damn it." I wondered why the Count and Paladin failed, but now I understand.

“Ahaha.”

The Heretic Inquisitor smiled an inexplicable smile.

bullshit.

bullshit.

The moon shone through the white-shaded hallway, and the shoes of the two of us rang.

The sound of human footsteps resembled the beating of a heart.

“It's definitely something we didn't expect.

king.

How much engagement have you just gone up?”

“It went like crazy to 3 percent.

I just stopped it.”

“That’s great.

I hit 10 percent straight away!”

I'm at a loss for words.

'10 percent? 10%?' got confused I just spent a short time with a person called the Crown Prince, but does that mean that 10% of my self was infected? The situation was more serious than I thought.

Even living a normal life like this is in fact the same as walking in a single fog.

I became addicted little by little, and after I came to my senses, it was a solo dance that I could not get out of.

If you let go of your mind.

In an instant, you are eaten up by the [Romance] of this world.

“… … I can’t.”

I opened my mouth.

The voice was slow.

Yes, I was nervous.

losing myself.

that you might lose.

Because that's always the scariest thing for me.

“Let’s set up a safety device for ourselves.”

“Is it a safety device?”

"Yes." I carefully touched the hilt of the dagger.

The feel of blue tape wrapped around my fingers.

The familiar touch gave me a sense of stability.

So let me come to my senses, for example, when I say [peach], Inquisitor says [carrot], and so on.”

“Aha.

It’s our secret password!”

The heretic interrogator laughed.

"I agree! I've seen something similar in a drama before.

Then, what words are the secret passwords..." Dubbuk.

At that moment, a noise was heard from the other side of the hallway.

It was the sound of the heel of the shoe threatening the hallway.

The sound of dull footsteps followed.

A man was approaching with several servants.

the moon shone Sharp shoes trampled the moon reflected in the hallway.

Hair as silver as the moonlight.

Silver Lily Young Ae.

The daughter of the duke family led her family and walked this way.

The villain Young-ae frowned at what was so angry.

Her eyes stared at us.

"Ah," the Inquisitor moaned briefly.

"Four King." The Inquisitor stood up and stood up to me.

Then he opened his lips and whispered in my ear, "Hey, I guess he doesn't like that woman." Sogon.

At first glance, it was the same voice as always.

"......" He slowly turned his head to look at the Inquisitor.

The Heretic Inquisitor turned round and round.

The hem of his long dress swirled, creating a small volcanic eruption.

The wind carrying his weight pressed against my chest.

"I'm curious, Four Kings." The heretic inquisitor who stood still to blame spread his hands and folded the rest of his fingers, leaving only the index finger exposed.

"Ah, I'm really curious." He was smiling as usual, pressing his lips up with his index fingers.

“What kind of expression am I making now?”

However.

The eyes were not smiling.

[Immersion in the character deepens.] [Currently.] [Your immersion rate is 4%.] 92.