Head of the Night Assassins, Anrietta!

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The Armed Nation of Dwargon was a prosperous nation that housed a variety of businesses offering high-quality products for both its residents and visitors of all races.

However, accommodating all these people wasn't an easy task, which is why various inns were constructed throughout the prosperous nation. Among them, one inn stood out the most: King's Crest Inn.

King's Crest Inn was unique in the nation as the only establishment sponsored directly by the Crown, and its service quality reflected this prestigious association. However, such high-quality service came with a steep price tag, affordable only to nobles and high-ranked adventurers. To put things into perspective, the cost of spending one night at the King's Crest Inn equaled what an average adventurer might spend in an entire month. Consequently, only those with considerable wealth frequented its halls.

But today, in the corridor of the topmost floor of the King's Crest Inn, a female elf in a maid outfit, with beautiful blonde hair and green eyes, was pushing a trolley laden with food toward a specific room. However, she was no ordinary employee of the King's Crest Inn. In fact, this woman was none other than Anrietta, the leader of Dwargon's Dark Ministry, known by her title 'Head of the Night Assassins'.

Anrietta was a woman of many talents, yet it was her mastery of stealth that secured her position as King Gazel Dwargo's undercover shadow and earned her a position among his inner circle of trusted members.

However, she wasn't working as a spy at the moment. Instead, she was acting as a messenger for her king, on her way toward a room where a certain individual was awaiting a message from him.

As she walked toward the room, her mind couldn't help but recall the events that led to the current situation.

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*Flashback*

It all began on that morning when Anrietta sat in her office, meticulously sifting through the reports of her subordinates when suddenly, one of them appeared right in front of her.

"Anrietta-sama, two suspicious individuals have just entered our borders," her subordinate informed her. Anrietta gestured for him to continue. "One of them is a man, with long blue hair and golden eyes. The other is a woman with white hair and red eyes. Their guild cards identify them as human, but I doubt that's the case."

"Oh? And why do you think that?" Anrietta asked, raising a brow.

"They don't feel human," her subordinate explained. "It's hard to put into words, but they exude a terrifying aura that keeps anyone from getting close enough to discern their intentions."

Suddenly, the air in the room grew heavy as Anrietta's glare bore into her subordinate. Standing up, she strode toward him, dagger in hand, and held it at his neck. "Do you not feel any shame, admitting fear of approaching potential enemies of our nation and our king?" Her voice echoed with a coldness mirrored in her eyes.

"N-no, I wasn't—" stammered the subordinate.

"Shut up," Anrietta snapped, retracting her dagger. "I'll handle this myself."

Anrietta then left her office and quickly located the two individuals she had been informed about. They stood out conspicuously among the crowd with their distinctive appearance and high-class attire, making them easy to spot amidst the bustling streets

And so, she began shadowing them, attempting to discern their intentions until they reached a familiar shop and entered. 'Kaijin's shop? What could they want with that man?' she pondered, knowing that Kaijin's smithy was closed due to a recent tragic mine accident, however, she also knew that standing idle wouldn't provide her with answers. So, she moved toward the shop with the intention of slipping inside, but then, abruptly, her feet stopped in their tracks. For some unknown reason, her years of experience and elven instincts warned her to steer clear of that building. 'Is this what he was talking about?' she wondered, recalling her subordinate's words.

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