Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

I've been working with my master since this morning. I got my apprenticeship certification at that time, but I still have a lot to learn from my master.

Unlike in the beginning, he is quite relentlessly blurted out, but still puts his hands to rest.

"All right, that's it. If I sweat, I'll make dinner."

Hmm. This way I realize I'm far more than before at the point where I can stand properly until noon. It was a series of stuns, stuffs and reversals.

Still, there is still a long way to go. In the first place, I haven't even grasped how much power my master is giving me right now. Although I heard it once, I was told that it was not part of my training to grab it. How the hell were all the disciples other than me working out?

Hmm, speaking of which, you never heard of the other brothers.

I must have nine brothers upstairs because I'm the tenth. I haven't met any of them yet. I don't even know if I'm in Gramada in the first place. The master is off today and I'll ask you a few questions.

"Hmm, other disciples? I never told you that."

"Yeah, I've never met you, and are you somewhere far away?

"Right. There's something quite free-flowing about it. At least there's five of us with a clear location."

Then he talked to me in order of each person.

The first apprentice is Mr. Temro Rey.

Currently, he serves the Duke's house here in Gramada and is head of the Knights' squad. They use Morningstar with Javelin and spare for the gain. What combination?

When I was younger, I tended to confine myself to my shell because I grew up spoiled, but my master beat me back and corrected me. Afterwards, he raised his arms and reached the point of winning a martial arts tournament in the Wang capital. So he was scouted by the Duke to join the Knights. Nowadays, he seems to be investing in the development of his men with old stocks.

"Speaking of which, I forgot how old his son was, but he was about your age. Maybe we'll meet somewhere."

Master, please flag it.

The second apprentice is Mr. Christie.

Belongs to the Guard while being a woman. He was wearing a big shield and thick armor and running around the battlefield. She is now a retired wife. Seems to be a former enemy of the opponent's surrender.

"With a male victory. Still, you took care of Eleanor at a very young age. You're supposed to be living in a quiet village near Wangdu now."

The third is a bowman named Camus.

A name like a woman but a clean man. They killed too many people in the war and they got mentally ill.

"The arms of the bow were the best as far as Non knew. Excellent but therefore poorly assigned troops. It could have been incorporated into an assassination unit. He suffered a lot from his gentle personality alone. When he hung it up and went through the discharge process, he rubbed it off like someone else."

You think I'm being cured in a lakeside villa in one country right now?

The fourth is Juneau, who acts as an A-level adventurer.

This is the name I heard during "Seismic Knife/Destruction". I used to hear that name in the Adventurers Guild.

You were just called "Swordmaster of Wandering" or something. He seems to be a great swordsman and a penniless sword mover who doesn't fit into the shape of his master's concession. The personality also seems to wander freely through ruins and dungeons everywhere.

"Fluffy and steady, but the strength of the core is the best of the disciples. Besides, it's a good way to round up others. How long have you been a disciple?"

The fifth was an adventurer, but now he's retired and runs a bakery, Mr. Sibok.

He was an adventurer, also known as Hunter, who weighed his demonic crusade with a double sword. They opened a bakery in Wang Du to hang up marrying a thinker. A letter appeared to have arrived at the master's place recently, apparently having a child.

"Sword arms are good, but I'm really good at killing signs just because I did hunter. Other disciples teased me that I could be Assassin. He laughed bitterly."

I'd love to see you, Professor, if I had the chance. He's going to play a part in exploring the dungeon.

The sixth is Uson.

Has a past of being apprenticed by a master to save a childhood tamed woman caught by a certain denomination. It seems that she is now living in hiding in a mountainous village with the woman. The object is a dagger and a dark vessel. They fly boots with dark utensils or whatever.

"The one with both hands. If you think from the left, you think from the right, you think from the left and Juneau, you fought in a way that was no less liberal."

It's okay, the master is also free enough. You just made it look like a poke and unleashed countless decopins, didn't you? My forehead is still bright red, yes.

The seventh is Kash.

He's a hot manly man who talks with his fist, just like his master. A training idiot or someone who, knowing a strong opponent, challenges a push fight with somewhere. That's why he's currently missing and can't even contact me.

"It looks a lot like Noon when he was younger. Let's get this straight, he's an idiot. Nobsada, if you sell your name, you may one day be relative."

Master, so stop building the flag. If you do come, put it in the pit and bury it. Let's do that. Why don't you put a banana on top of the hole and catch it?

The eighth is a road run.

He's unscrupulous enough to use anything he can. He wonders if this person is the only one who can say disciple. It is unclear where he is now. The latest information suggests that he's headed to a distant favorite to sell off a huge statue of a warrior dug up in an underground ruin.

"Adventurers are not the kind of words that are meant for him. When it becomes an undisclosed land or a ruin, wheelies fly away and dig up suspicious things. In terms of adaptation to the environment, it is one of the most adaptable of disciples."

I feel like I'm giving in to my master in that I don't know what I'm going to do. Don't you say that? I'm not gonna tell you that. It's a promise, dude.

Ninth person, Setsuai.

A swordsman familiar with daggers, daggers, fine swords, one-handed swords, two-handed swords, long swords, great swords, and a variety of swords. The son of a battle that crosses battlefields everywhere. I thought he was a bloodthirsty lunatic. He seems to be an oligarchy young man without such a thing. The latest information suggests he was participating in a battle against the Demon King's Army, which was breaking out in the Orosina Empire in the north.

"You're a war orphan. Hated the war itself. Later, while I was in the mercenary corps, I met with Noah. That's all I've got left of my eyes. While I was at Noon's, it got a lot better."

They have two names for "Seven Swords" because they freely use seven swords. I don't suppose they use seven at the same time. Although someone might use six or something with both hands, like a Cyclops dragon in a game, and I don't know as much as it is true or false.

"What a lot of thick faces"

"What do you care to exclude, because it includes you?

Damn, he's noticed I dared to avoid it!

"Well, there's no one I can see early."

"Hmm? That's what they say... maybe sometime around Temro will come out a little. I don't think the Duke has any rumors about you."

Huh!? Why! I did have a plan to get a lot of nobles to O-SHI-O-KI via my master, but I still don't think I had a chance to make contact with the aerospace theory on the desk.

"I heard you met the Duke's daughter for everything, didn't you?

Ahhh!

Ahhhhh!!!!

I was seeing him. I saw you. (See gossip part 3)

Wow, I might have failed. I don't know what the hell rumors are in my ear.

"Yeah, I do see you once during your troubles at the Temple of Levelit, but what the hell kind of rumors?

A master who puts his hands on his chin and beards. This guy is a jerk when he's not wearing it. Mugu, are you having some fun?

"That's not a bad thing. I was delighted to say that I had never met the same faithful near my age, even for my daughter. You took a closer look at that.... I also said I would eliminate bad bugs."

Gee, is the Duke a daughter drowning? That was a sudden event. I shouldn't have made a very bad impression, but how was it? It should be okay. It's all right, isn't it?