Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

Late at night when everyone was asleep.

I wake up. I jumped into the target's nostalgia.

All you have to do is just take what you want and run away.

Gently head out into the hallway to avoid making any noise.

- Come on, come on, come on, come on.

When the troubled voice healed, the soaked wet crystal balls were flat on his hands. Put the sole you kept hidden in your body into a slave print. And when I cast a spell for startup, the magic prop "Crystal of the Hand" worked properly, sucked away the slave print, deactivated it and scattered it.

Hmm, I'm glad the lecture worked properly in advance though I was getting it. It's unsettling to be a slave no matter how undercover you are. I was worried that it would break because it was wet all the time.

Okay, multiple targets.

The top priority is new drugs and other recipes. Without it, the sample itself shall be taken. They told me to get back to the worst developers, but I don't think I can do that with boulders. I have trouble getting that much from a weak sheaf of mine.

Fortunately, that shopkeeper named Knobsada explained to me silly and polite the rooms he uses for warehousing and development. It's also weird that such a young, little boy is a shopkeeper. I hear you're a Puppet, and you're going to look old enough, so do you hire developers to use it well? Well, isn't that where I should be involved? A delicious freelance job for me, I'll do exactly that.

No sign of it around. Proceed through the mansion with great care to avoid making any noise.

My selling is an undercover ability that combines this latency with secrecy. I am proud to say that I am pulling one out compared to my generation. I was obsessed with developing my abilities and partying there or missing a wedding date, but I don't care. You don't care!

Oops. I wonder who I'm talking to. I sometimes have trouble if I concentrate too much.

It will still be the Development Office that puts the exploration in the first place. Nevertheless, I don't know how many slave opponents. I think it's always sweet to show such blatantness in your hand. Although it would be nice to work easier.

The key is... not on. You're careless.

Then go inside the room and find what you're looking for. There were some magic backpacks, but it would be troublesome if they were in this. There are only a few things I can bring up for a certain amount of time. Hopefully he's out there.

In doing so, multiple vials caught my eye. Although it appears to be made of stone, its surface depicts a delicate Mandragola-like object. Something that wasn't in the information I was hearing beforehand. There are black and green objects with lids... but when I appraise them, I am stunned by their quality. What the hell is this!? Why are high quality products and super premium ones unmade, and massively placed!!

Besides, I can't see the encapsulation magic or the effect...

I got anxious that my appraisal skills might have gone wrong, but it turned out the same no matter how many times I appraised them. I know this can be treated as an object of interest, but it is full of terror. Unstoppable fear. This is exactly it. Let's get out of here. It was when I thought so.

My hands and feet were restrained and floating in the universe when I thought I heard something whispering.

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No, I didn't think it would move out of the first day. I was lurking in a room that I described as a development room overlapping my soundproofing junction with Mr. Futuno's latent junction. By the way, the warehouse is packed with Mitama and Wawa and Sun.

Lecco was somewhat stunned after staring at Marla Sama. Probably even did an appraisal. Oops. We were trying to escape early enough, so we decided to capture him in the air bind. You'll be caught extremely light because you don't seem to have noticed this way at all.

"Airbind"

I wonder if Von and the air have twisted. Lecco is fixed while floating in the universe.

I bought the outfit before I got here, but I can't see the slave print that should have been slightly visible from my shoulder. Your condition is healthy even if you check your status. Ugh, it sounds like the slave traders have the means to liberate you besides disarming you.

"It's easy and good to move from day one, but the stuffing is sweet. Lecco the sheaf?

"Hey, why do you have my name!?

"I used an appraisal beyond disguise, that's all. Now, if you can't move, you're not gonna have to observe anymore, are you? I was wondering if you could tell me who asked me to do this."

"Hmm! I wish they'd say that. Did you think I'd talk? I won't beg for my life. If you want to kill me, you can kill me."

Pretty strong. I prefer it to the one that flattens my hand. You can use 'I did it (Truth Serum)', but this is sort of a last resort.

"Mr. Futuno, what do we do?

Somehow I tried to get Mr. Futuno's opinion, and when I looked at him, he often thought about it, and then something flashed. And I said this with a grin on my face.

"Knob, the sole you used yesterday. Would it be funny if I gave this kid a drink, too? We were so scared, we could drink."

Hmm, it's a corner, and let's try it. What happens when you give it to a woman? I'm interested.

Mara, open a bottle of sama/pitch black and hit Lecco's mouth. But he refused to open his mouth. I had no choice but to block my nose and let Mr. Futuno tickle me open my mouth to see if I couldn't stand it. If I just pour it in, I'll drink up with a lot of momentum.

And the effect immediately appeared.

His face is causing him to bring his lower torso with him. Lecco is a weasel beast, but he's a slender beauty out there. That's the troubling exhale and I'm bored. That's funny. It's not supposed to work, is it? Oh, but I'm an animal man, so it can be a diagram of fertility treatment = estrus or something?

Something is playing with Mr. Futsuno sticking around. Don't do this.

"Now let's hear it again. Can you tell me who asked you to do this?

"Ugh... if I talk to you, will you do something about this indefinite?

She starts talking interruptedly when I snort.

The first thing I brought up the story was the use from the Alchemy Guild. He looked like this and in the back world he was quite a freelance sheaf who got his name. The reward is good, but just sneak into a single chamber of commerce and accomplish the request will be a good amount of money. But I thought it might be too delicious, so I asked him to wait for a reply, and he said he would confirm it at a later date. The scene was dissolved. I followed my thoughts and uses closely and arrived at the home of the Guildmaster of Alchemy Guild. If I sneaked in and listened, the request itself was not a trap, there was no problem.

Later, he explained the procedure until he received the request and infiltrated it.

First enter the trade hall, which is made a courtesy of the target shopkeeper as a slave.

We have secured a source that captures the characteristics of the slave that the shopkeeper wants, so if you put it in disguise, you should definitely be on the spot.

And he said he would keep disposable demon props that were valuable but could unlock slave prints.

I was told that even if they didn't buy it on the spot, I should feel safe because I should have a hand in buying it back soon.

But one thing I doubt. You knew my undercover arm and you must have spoken up, didn't you? Why do you need to get your hands on it so far?

Apparently there have been several attempts to infiltrate anything normally. Every time they return the favor, and I wash my legs from the back of the world already, you think I've changed my mind? There are some funny stories. Some of the talking plants were groaning or something, and it's probably a harder request than I thought.

But I was caught by curiosity and high rewards, and I ended up taking it. Make sure to release the contract upon repurchase to the Deed of Pledge.

And as you can see, they captured exactly what succeeded in infiltrating.

Hmm, another alchemy guild? But the Alliance Master must have been the one sent by the King's Capital. Doesn't seem like a busy one to the fraudulent scum co-owners of the Adventurer Alliance. I thought I'd grown up from one of Jamito's cases. Apparently, he doesn't reflect unless he sees painful eyes.

"Oh, wish. Do something about this."

Ha ha ha and my breath is rough too, Lecco. Mr. Futuno and I look at each other and snort at each other.

After strictly stretching the soundproofing magic and junction, the weasel was preyed upon by the fox. I'm the one who got it even better.

I knew Mr. Futuno was actually a lily mouth, yeah. Something that everyone seemed to enjoy when hustling together.

By dawn, I'm leaving the room with the dirt off my butt.

Somehow I was going to sell Mara Sama because it was too effective. That's a reflection that I hope it's not of good quality. I didn't expect Lecco to ask for it until he was breathless. If this is abused, it sucks, so let's basically say I weakened the new green. And suppose we narrow it down to one type considering the labor of processing?

No, no, no. I don't think so. I mean, what am I supposed to do with the people who sent the spies in? It's easy to blow up every mansion, but if you do it, it's not good enough. Is it reasonable to sneak in and grab evidence of wrongdoing and sneak up on your master? Shall I ask Lecco about that interval or something when I wake up?

Because of this, Lecco missed a lot from me. He's a little vulnerable to his opponent, who gave in like an animal man. Or he called Mr. Futuno his sister. I'm older than Mr. Futsuno. Let's just say I think you're an ant because the result is Aurai. I'm sorry to hear that, but she can do it!

Oh, it's for the record that I gave you an hour or so of sermons to the Mithamas that I completely forgot.

Honestly, I'm sorry. My legs are numb and tight.

Catan

Oh? What's wrong with Eleanor and Sefi???

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey.