The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

A solitary predator is not afraid of a flock of sheep that gather together out of fear, nor is it afraid of an animal that might stab its companion in the back at any moment.

"Fine, as long as things get chaotic, it doesn't matter what method we use."

For this mission, she didn't crave what those idiots demanded; all she wanted was chaos.

It doesn't matter if her actions are discovered... or rather, she does this so recklessly precisely because she wants to be discovered.

It is enough to arouse the king's fear or anger.

That's enough.

Chaos will inevitably destroy order!

"Hmm... which way should we go next?"

Just as she was wondering whether to turn her dagger and choose the first path as before, a soft sound came from the end of the corridor behind her.

Hey.

The crisp sound made the assassin turn around abruptly, his eyes revealing excitement.

But she was quickly taken aback, because the guards behind her were not new ones.

The person who burst into the bloody corridor behind me was a young-looking palace maid.

Oh!

The guide is here!

"Don't shout."

"It's okay as long as you don't shout!"

Sheathing his dagger, the assassin smiled at the maid, who was clearly terrified and stood frozen in place, unable to think of running away:

"Miss Maid~ Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"I'm very fair. As long as you behave, nothing will happen."

Turning around, the assassin walked step by step towards the other person, his eyes narrowing with a smile, and said softly:

"Could you tell my sister where the king is now?"

……

……

"That damn crazy woman... so what if she's a little stronger? What's so great about that?"

Thun couldn't help but sneer as he recalled how arrogant that woman had been during their time with the Alliance.

"Still thinking of solving this alone? Ha."

"With your personality, which only knows how to kill, you wouldn't even be able to find your way."

Recalling the rumors about that woman, Thun smiled maliciously, his expression full of mockery.

Regardless of the specific truth, Thun continued his infiltration diligently, trying his best not to be seen by anyone.

But the deeper he went into the palace, the stronger a feeling became.

Empty.

In the vast palace, you could hardly find any living people.

"...How shabby! How come there are only a few people?"

"The defenses of this palace are really weak. In all this time, I've only seen a few patrols of guards, and there are far more maids than guards."

For the defense forces of a royal palace, this seems rather meager.

Is it because we haven't had any external threats for too long that we've let our guard down?

Or is it that there is simply no such awareness of prevention?

"However, it's also possible that a small country in a dark age simply couldn't afford such expenses?"

The expenses for providing for soldiers and warhorses are actually quite large.

"Hmm? That woman..."

While he was thinking, Thun saw a woman who looked elegant and noble carrying a plate of food walking towards the corner ahead.

"Is that the Queen?"

With that kind of aura, Thun knew he had most likely met his target.

Concealing his presence, Thun followed the Queen all the way, watching her enter the room.

As he approached the king's study, he pressed his ear to the door and finally heard faint laughter coming from inside.

"Wang...Hero..."

That's right, this is it!

"Then he will be done if he misses an arrow that has been contaminated with a special medicine."

If the king wants to cure the poison, he must rely on them, and thus become their puppet.

"However, we must also be careful that those alliance members don't use me as a pawn."

Thun didn't completely trust the other contestants either, and secretly kept a watchful eye on them, adding a specially made poison to the arrows.

Ok.

Even if they were to give up their own lives to vent the king's anger, he would now have leverage.

"Phew... Now's the time. You only have one chance."

As his heartbeat gradually slowed, Thun calmed down just as he was about to succeed.

As a Tier 3 assassin proficient in various bows and crossbows, Thun had long since completed the tuning of his powerful hand crossbow.

This crossbow has limited capabilities; even with skill, it can only fire a maximum of three shots, and the number of poison-adapted arrows is also limited to three.

It doesn't matter whether the person who provided the poison was wary of others or genuinely could only produce this much.

You only get one chance.

That's fine; it's not like we're dealing with a killer who gets caught and has to fight head-on.

He was an assassin; if he failed in his attack, he would flee thousands of miles away – that was their style.

card.

The study door was gently pushed open a crack, and Thun, who was completely focused, pulled the trigger just before his presence was revealed!

Bang bang bang.

Three arrows flew rapidly along the same trajectory. Even if you dodged or blocked the first one, you would still be stabbed by the arrows that followed.

very good!

Thun was very satisfied with the amazing state he had shown. Even when he was at the second tier, his immature skills could not have achieved the same effect.

"who!?"

Who?

It's Thun Gales, the one who will take your life!

Thun smiled, intending to retreat and wait for the king to recover from the poison before showing his antidote.

but……

The unfolding scene before him exceeded his expectations.

card.

The arrow fired from the powerful crossbow was inexplicably broken in his hand.

Thun: !

?

Kaka.

The series of cracking sounds were like a death knell, causing Thun's expression to change drastically. He quickly jumped backward.

But before he could fire another crossbow bolt, his vision suddenly went dark as a tall figure blocked Thun's view.

How could it be so fast!?

impossible!

At the same time, extreme fear descended upon Thun, and uncontrollably, he blurted out in a panic:

"I... cough!"

I have the antidote!

Thun wanted to shout that, but his voice was destined to go unheard.

A pair of blood-stained hands gripped Thun's neck mercilessly like iron clamps!

Then, without hesitation, the large hand exerted force!

card!

What Thun saw last...

It was a pair of eyes burning with the flames of anger.

In that instant, Thun suddenly thought of the question he had been pondering earlier:

Why are there so few guards?

"...So that's because the king doesn't need protection at all."

……

……

"What kind of person is the King?"

Startled by the somewhat strange question, the innkeeper, while expertly counting the copper coins spread out on the table, replied without hesitation:

"You mean the king? Our king, the great King Leinhard II, is the most powerful warrior in our kingdom!"