Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

I was wrapped up.

To Eleanor, who was a little in charge.

Hi-you 've been brought home for a mount position.

Woohoo, abnormal.

Good morning, the sun is yellow and dazzling knob sada.

I stuck a lot of things in my neck about the other day, but then Eleanor gave me more sermons in the physical language. I was called the Beast of Warcraft, but that's not true. It's small and round like a chihuahua.

I... want to beat that guy!

Ma, that's about a week gone by.

Even the guards couldn't grasp the previous case at all and said they were still there today. I was worried about you, Afro, when I found the room, but there was no contact there either. I don't know, but for now, it's converged.

It's been dark, but I'm currently running around getting ready for something.

"Uh-huh, kah-uh, Pe-Ki! Looks like the final rework is over. It's been a long time since I've had a good, bloody muscle dance!

Mr. Maniwa gives me what I asked for with a satisfied face. I just checked, but I think I can get a replacement. Compared to Japanese products, there is no worse color.

"Thank you. This is an invitation. Mr. Minneau and Mr. Muscle Brothers have their share, but I don't know where they are, so if they stop by here, can you give it to them?

"Oh, okay. I'm looking forward to seeing the sunshine on these too. I knew you'd be most excited to see what they wore, this job."

Thanks again to Maniwa, who is hiding behind the sunglasses but will have a very good smile, but back to the invitation handout.

Yes, I'll gather my body and give you a wedding gown. They don't do big weddings like modern times in these unless they're nobles either. You think I'm about to take an oath in the temple? I'll take care of everyone for the rest of my life. It's like a banquet. Still, we will be able to provide reassurance to Mr. Kirishna and others like his master and his two guardians who were no longer at the end of his daughter's life.

That's just what Pa wanted to shake up a bright topic about. So this time, I'm handing out invitations to Mr. Donur, Mr. Dornuko, and the people who took care of Kyle so well.

"Chi, are you there -?

A gentleman in his usual red clothes appeared asleep from the back.

"Whoa, whoa, what's going on today? Sorry, we haven't finished that weapon yet."

"Oh, today is a separate matter from that. I'm here to give you this."

Take the invitation from the nostalgia and give it to the old man.

"Hmm? Ooh, do you finally consolidate yourself? It's not even half my age."

Actually, it's about the same. And I wanted to ask a metalworking expert.

"So that's it. Do you know how to use magic to process precious metals? I pinched it in my ear when I had that move."

"Oh, a magician's move. I don't like that one. But I know what you're good at. I've seen you before."

"To?"

"I was good at that kind of thing with Giroui. Grant magic, sculpture, and magicians. You'd be just awake by now, why don't you ask me?

Oh, my God! Exactly my brother. Soft brother. I must be taught.

"Thank you. Be sure to come on the day. I'll get you some good drinks."

"Whoa, I'll make sure this guy finishes up by then."

A man who proclaims himself exalted. I hope I'm not in such a hurry. I guess I'm obsessed and creating an array. I was making bears under my eyes. Just don't push it.

Then when I asked "Giroui's Tavern," I came into contact with Mr. Giroui, who was awake. I succeeded in explaining the situation and obtaining a mentor while hitting somewhat that a good old man was a green heart-patterned pyjama. Instead, I was supposed to deliver the popular ice cubes on a regular basis, but I can make everything, so it's just as free for me.

Mr. Giroui was able to improve his skills only by practicing without shortness of breath because the teaching method was polite and easy to understand, and I had no magic whatsoever. In shame, three days before the production, six sparkling silver rings are completed. This was given "Curse Resistance," "Poison Resistance," and "Enchantment Resistance," and included all the moves you can now make.

"Done!

"I taught you this. You made it breathtaking, too, I didn't think. I've taught you everything I can tell you already. All you have to do is train."

"Thank you. Thanks to Mr. Giroui, I'm so grateful to be here."

"Even as far as I'm concerned, I seem to have had some resistance to getting this technology buried. I feel fulfilled and delighted that I was able to convey my moves in this way."

Mr. Giroui spraying the pipe while saying so could have looked like someone who would have eaten spinach and powered it up, but I won't tell you that, I promise.

He received it with a smile if I gave him a magic backpack (my work, not a self-weighted performance) and a prototype sake with a large amount of ice cubes in it to thank him. By the way, the prototype sake our soldier trio said, 'You can do it from rice, can't you make it, Knob?' It is something that the experiment began with the impossibility of being blown away. Satanishiki could afford it too, so when I started making it, I kind of got into it. I sucked too much alcohol and fell down...

Well, we're just a little closer to production. Preparation is also a big deal.

He's moving besides me, no matter what.

Three people, Mitama, Futuno and Kagra and Tama, will be running around in the dungeon by now to procure ingredients for the day.

Mr. Eleanor has been asked to distribute invitations to the guild and to those who took care of him at his request there.

Sefi is...... desperate to create a product because of the incorrect number of orders once again. It feels like the others are swinging at it. It is a waste of stability.

I know. Sun must be photosynthetic. Because I think he's at peace just standing there as a patron saint. That's fine.

And finally, we celebrated the day.

In front of me stands five men in pure white dresses.

On each chest was a pendant that had been requested to be processed by Mr. Dornuko.

Diamonds for Mitama.

Ruby for Mr. Futuno.

Sapphire for Mr. Sefi.

Alexandrite for Mr. Kagra.

Emerald for Mr. Eleanor.

It's more eye-catching than ever with a dress.

I can't even say that. I get my hands on the five people who dyed my cheeks and open the door.

Even as the sun's rays entered and closed my eyes for a moment, so many people were gathering before me to bless us.