Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

A white world as far as I can see.

That's where I was when I regained consciousness.

That? You were in the 9F in the dungeon until earlier, weren't you? Who is this place? Where am I??

"Hey, is it time?

A voice hangs from behind me naked and confused.

Mm-hmm? Turn around and there was a familiar face there, a man big enough to look up like he had grown me. Some of my shortest...

"... Could it be gne?

"Correct! You got it."

Former western demon king Gne ino setra. Same as me in this world. The one with an explosion of frigidity but not strange and hateful. Come here. I just met you at the beginning, but how much have you recovered?

"Sora, that's the surface I see every morning when I wash my face. And why are you so tall? I'm like this."

"No, so there's a third growth, right? Well, of course."

Word butt is too vague and suspicious, but okay, I don't want to talk about it, so I encourage you to continue.

"And it's been a long time. But I totally didn't expect to see you again so soon."

"Why is that unexpected again?

"Hmm, my tonal skills weren't going to activate until my magic recovery and your magic vessel reached a certain amount, were they? It's impossible to be a normal person. It's the result of the amount of magic and my healing that goes with it." The 'tuning' skill is literally the skill of me and you in tune to increase your strength. "

Uh, I don't know if I remember a moment, but I guess that's what the fight was earlier. Somehow I understood how to handle magic wraps and moon cats in detail.

"Sometimes dreams are fragments of my memory. The fact that I see these means I'm ready to ask you to do it."

"Speaking of which you said. I totally forgot they sent me out without saying anything."

"I'm sorry about that. Because all of a sudden I thought I was just going to hunt you down. There's still time, but it seems like it's time to just tell them what's going on."

That said, when Gune puts one hand up, it was white. Something around it shows the view like a screen.

"The girl who came out in dreams and flashbacks. That's my daughter. If time goes on like this, she will soon bring disaster to this world."

That's in front of some castle. Square?

In the center of the square, a truncated platform was installed, which was packed with people who were just overflowing around it.

Connected to the headstand is a grown girl more than the image she was shown. But I can tell she's the one who grew up from seeing the shadow of that toddler.

A crowd gathered around him verbally curses at the girl. Some of them throw stones, and the stone hits the girl's forehead. Blood seeping through. But the girl's eyes were not angry and she was desperate for everything. The expression never moved.

Eventually, the man in the law enforcement speaks out in good language. That is a cursing and disparaging word for the daughter of the Demon King. What did this girl do? The marshal waved down as he felt such anger.

The big man, who held it aside as a signal, cuts off the rope that supports the blade of the truncating platform.

Goton

Soon the blade fell the girl's neck along with the dull sound.

From there, change takes place dramatically.

The girl's head and body became like black particles, and the surrounding side became foggy.

A hasty folk.

The black particle went in to be sucked into the body of the people.

Then everyone will suffer with their heads in their arms about what happened.

The next time I looked up, those eyes were stained with blood-running madness. I hate everything in my eyes. Driven by the urge to break and break what we stare at each other.

Something just poked a knife at the neighbor.

Some destroy buildings gradually.

Some pierce the knife into his own stomach many times.

Certain things keep beating their neighbors who don't even feel ticklish as they crush their own hands.

And the bodies that were killed and stopped moving by them also become black particles and become foggy. The animals... the plants... everything is equally doomed.

They were extended and repeated and eventually turned into wilderness where the organism itself did not exist.

"This is the future... of the inherent skill that she's got, The Propagation of Cruelty. The image of the present is the future that my wife predicted me with her predictions of the future. While I was alive, I moved a lot to cover this up. As a result, I was killed and her skills were expressed. [M] Yes, the trigger to express it was my death."

He talks to me in a floating way, but I can't stand the look on his face. I guess it's because I ran out of hands but ended up expressing the girl's skills just like I predicted the future.

"To avoid it, I had him seal himself from touching my death, but I sensed it was because of the bond between my parents and my children. If this happens, we'll have to rescue and protect that kid from the chopper later. But I can't do anything because I'm dead. That's why I intervened in that subpoena to ask you for help."

"I see."

"So... can you ask for help? If that child's skills are activated, everything that lives and lives in this world could even die."

"I have people who want to protect me in this world, too. If we don't do it, we'll have to do it if it's harmful to everyone."

Gune breaks his face like he's relieved.

"Thank you. Perhaps this will happen in the capital of the central kingdom of Arentia. But I don't know when it's going to happen. Events are definitely off by my intervention with you. [M] Your own fate has already changed."

"Mine?

"Yeah, this is what I happened to discover when I was separating myself from future predictions to find someone I could entrust to."

Once again something is shown on the screen.

There was a lifeless eye there, a little dirty outfit, and a sneaky mess of me. That was me. Though the feeling of metabolism has become much thinner.

That's where I'm locked up in a dungeon like that, and they're making magic props. The neck was fitted with a slave collar.

Muggle, that's a lot of work.

"The magical stretch of your otherworldly class is unusual, after all. He still possessed quite a bit of magic, even if it didn't extend to the flesh I got. And even though the worst part is that much magic, I hear you didn't get one useful skill on battle. So it looks like he was imprisoned in the Royal Castle for creating magic props using that vast amount of magic."

"Does the royal castle mean it was someone in the heart of this country who called me?

"Yes, this country. Dylan Zavinia, Prime Minister of the Principality of Tycoon, is the one who summoned you. No, I saw it before I was in that state, but it's terrible, isn't it? Palm back from when I found out I didn't have combat skills in the middle of training...... There was another brave candidate besides you, but the difference in treatment was cloudy."

"I understand they're not even busy. If there's anything like going to the king's capital, I'll be very careful."

If you want to go, why don't we go in disguise? It's not something that's been done right now, but it's the kind of people who have a stomach for it. Do you think they'll hit a lot of hands first?

"As I said earlier, I don't know the exact date and time when that thing is going to happen. But I can sense her if she breaks from the seal and wakes up. You need to be strong enough to get away with that kid from a bunch of brave men by then. And if you can, if you have enough political, financial, or power to hide it, okay?

Are you getting more and more demands? Besides, they're a group of brave men. I haven't heard...

"Oh, yeah. I know what you're trying to say with that look. I'm not a ghost either, so I've done it right before."

He said he had a hand that he had beaten up some for Knobsada in the story of Gne. If you ask me in detail, I don't have a case that I can work out right now, but it's definitely going to help. I think the outlook for the future has opened up somewhat.

One of them is this.

Something like a map of this world emerges on the earlier screen.

"This is a map of this continent. That forest where you stepped down is here. Around here a while north of here. There is nothing else in the small high hills, but in about a year, the dungeon will be produced as a pokorin. I think you can do a lot of things if you dominate it and you get it."

"No, no, no, no, no, no. What am I supposed to do if I'm easily told I'm going to get it?

"You have a class of 'Beastmen', don't you? As a matter of fact, this is considered a secret, but after dungeon control, when the dungeon core merges with the obedient demon, that control will remain as my husband thinks. I can follow the dungeon, isn't this going to be quite a force of war?

Indeed, you're right. I don't know how far it can affect you, but I think I can train myself. Suppose we can also give the demons the resources they want? I think the advantage is immeasurable.

And was the beast user such a capable class?

It's just... fusing submissive demons makes me think a little bit. Losing my obedience at present is emotionally painful. I don't like it when you and your balls are gone. I know that Sun will be the Lord of the Dungeon... but I'm scared in many ways.

"The current Duke of Gramada is also a beastman. That's not how they know we can do this. I happen to know that, too."

Is that the same with that old man whose footwork is light? That was an unexpected class.

Then I also asked him some questions.

It seems Gune originally possessed what was labeled liberation in my skills. It is this flesh that was born by injecting and fusing gne components into my body that did not possess combat skills. Gune specializes in swordsmanship and space-time magic and says it was inherited. Other magical associations are by-products generated when Gune's talents merge with mine. It is a by-product of good performance. Thank you. Thank you.

And it seems that Moon Cat had sealed over there what was Gune's love knife. Looks like this guy was one of Gune's hitting hands, but I got it first, didn't I? Well, let's just say the result is O'Rei. This time, in tune with Gne, I somehow learned how to use Moon Cat. They literally eat the power of the user and freely form the blade by changing the shape as the user wants in the description. Perhaps my martial arts, demon blade knife, go well with it.

And only when Gune's body began to thin and clear.

"Sorry, it's like time. Looks like we've used a lot of power in tune. Maybe we'll see each other this way when we recover again."

"Right. I've been stuck with a lot of high demands... but I'll just do it."

"Ha, that's all I expect from you. I'm sorry to make you wipe my ass. [M] Please, I want him to be happy somehow."

"I don't know how far I can go, but I'll do my best. I'm grateful to you for looking like this."

"... thanks. Thank you so much. Good night, I'll see you later."

The harder Gune gets, the farther my consciousness goes. Apparently, it's time to wake up.

Well, the problem is piling up. Well, do we have to clean it up one by one?