Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

"Now you mean the treaty is signed. Hey, that helped this time. Thanks to suggestions from your country, the people won't starve."

"What, it's also a sufficiently beneficial story here. Kindly convey to His Majesty the Emperor."

Dillen exchanges a strong handshake with a well-known senior official. My subordinate clerks were also holding hands with each other. In the shadow of the Martial Arts Festival, there was a rush in the country and in the country. Here now a one-year inviolability pact was concluded between the Duchy of Tycoon and the Orosina Empire. Although in return for a big deal dealing with food and mineral resources.

The Orosina Empire is located in the north and therefore has no high food self-sufficiency. In addition to that, there was an outbreak of skirmishes with the Kingdom of Arentia, which continued to smell very kina. Incidentally, there is a cliff with the Hinoto Empire called the divine cliff, and there is no national traffic itself.

Therefore, the Principality of Tycoon is the only country that can actively conduct transactions, but the productivity of the Principality was not the only amount that could be covered. So Dillen dares to import massively from the southern Commonwealth of Altana. We already knew that there had been a price collapse due to oversupply due to abundant crops. And from the south, he gave instructions to carry out the transport sequentially with ball-piercing. Because if intelligence information is certain, it seems that the empire is already beginning to see hungry people without waiting for harvest. If it is to be sent anyway, it is Dillen's way of producing the best results efficiently. I don't know if the most emperor would mind them or not.

The mineral resources obtained from the transaction are then exported to the Kingdom of Arentia. The kingdom lacked mineral resources and relied on imports. That is also now greatly restricted by the deterioration of relations with the North. What we're doing is sidelined, but if it's in the name of imports from the Principality, we can handle it there without a problem. When we get an intermediate margin, an inviolable treaty has been reached here as well.

"My lord, now you have lost your mark on the march."

"Um, the aristocrats close to the north-southeast and the border are with me. I need you to work hard for what you've given me in this case. What's happening with the uptake?

"Ha, two new Count families are sweeping this way. Both families were better educated because their sons attended this school. If… but substitution can occur, it will be OK"

"Fine. I'll leave that decision to your lord. And I hear there's something going on with the Marquis Ruum's power.

"It looks like our Lord was distracted and replaced at Baron Ayers' house. You think the three men who were drowning in everything became the ones who didn't return from accidents? That's why he hid out about half a month ago, and now his eldest son is sitting on his throne, and he seems to be coming here shortly."

He is the parent of an idiot bonbong whose hands Nobsada laid down. I would not have expected that my actions would trigger a principally substitution of nobility.

"Right. You sure were quite the young man who graduated from cadet school with quite a grade. I remember being superior in command. If you come, I'll let Agato hook you up."

"I was wondering if that was okay. Admiral Agato seems to have been able to organize the Kingsguard Corps for a long time."

Kingsguard Regiment, an independent organization different from the Knights in Dillen's direct SS unit. It is organized exclusively by the Pu people, who gather not only their overall abilities but also excellence in the art, whether they are nobles or civilians, and will be Dillen's hands and feet to move when things happen. They are taught electorate ideology in particular, and they lay down any relentless hammers against the subpeople and those who combine them. In a way, it can also be said that Dillen's paranoia took shape.

And many of the things that were organized had firmness with the subpeople. Emotions such as those attacked by sub-bandits who devoured their homeland, those who lost their parents in the battle against the Demon King's Army, those who bedridden their lovers by successful sub-men, those who had been sentenced to murder and imprisoned by the sub-woman who put them in, and those in the first half of the year who were both in the second half of the horn are extremely unsolicited, but hatred rises in proportion to people's desires. Using them as a driving force. Everyone else in the training was heavily empowered by carrying out a crusade in the dungeon after being given level metaphine. Now it would be more powerful than the Knights if they did not choose the means.

"My lord, I have received information from a liaison officer lurking in the mercenary regiment. The lady's move appears to be to leave shortly after the final, as was the case earlier. The route also seems to run along the streets without any particular change. The winning adventurer can't seem to get up again because of the poison, and he's not out there."

Submit to Dillen the report that one of the clerks was coming up. Dillen nodded contentedly when she received it. When I looked up as I did, I declared to inspire the clerks, your men.

"Great. You're on schedule. Okay, gentlemen. If you keep going like this, you'll definitely win the brave. As soon as the baptismal ceremony of the Duke has been completed, march him to Gramada as a flag. Rescue, no matter what. Look, there will be few troops left in that city. I dare you to be a cunt! But don't be alarmed."

"" "" "Ha" ""

When the sun plunged directly on top, there was the best heat in the arena.

Above the renovated venue is a figure of a knob sada standing occasionally fluttering with a boy wearing an arm while uncomfortably niggling. There was a slight glimpse of him standing in support of his two-handed stick. The opposing brave Ars bears a one-handed sword and shield and sees Niyaniya and his appearance. Was the blue based metal armor used well enough to wrap its entire body or was it familiar with the brave body?

'Come on. This moment has finally arrived. This is the final battle of the Martial Arts Festival, which will determine the strongest of the year. It is these two names who have defeated the mighty men in line and advanced to this stage! Nove, an assassin better than Gramada, who has used martial arts than he has ever seen to defeat and win powerful men who have come from all over the country! The opposite is the "Ars Moyomoto", the brave man of hope, descending into our country from one world to the next with overwhelming power!!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

The rising cheer echoes across the city. Definitely had the biggest buzz on this martial arts festival.

Remove the shield and sword from your back and hold it in your hand. I'm already familiar with it. I don't think I started handling it just a few months ago. It is a knob saddle that stands as if it is compatible with it, but it feels more stable than before.

"So long, Martial Arts Festival Final!! Ladyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!

Ars as he cuts in with the signal to start. The sword bounced from the lower section will blow off the two-handed stick lightly. Striking the bottom of the palm into its cut right hand is not powerful enough for the phonetic sound of Posun to fit, and there is no dilution in the dimensions.

"Ha, you're making fun of me!!

With a shield held in his left hand, he flattened his torso horizontally, and the knob saddle was supposed to fly backwards. It is about to collapse and move on. He was stepping into the interior of the intermission with an eel-like motion that would make the expression lukewarm if he let it get closer and rolled out the poke. I punched Posun and Palm Bottom straight into my left hand.

"Come on!

A number of arrows of fire were created in places with little clearance, and it was unleashed simultaneously on Nobsada. Pay with both hands wrapped in magic. Anything that could not be paid for hits its body. However, it did not burn up the body covered by magic wraps, but only burned when the clothes were busted. But you couldn't kill him until the shock. How does he fall on the spot?

A brave man who looks down at it with a sigh of fluff and exhale. And I stepped on Knobsada's head with my right leg as it was.

"Now... are we done?

If Knobsada grabs and pulls up the brave man's ankles with both hands so as to overshadow the word, he will lose his balance greatly. I couldn't even get passive about the rash, and I was beating it from the back of my head more and more. Poson and palm bottom go into the head, but it has not been damaged at all. Shake it off with a shield like that, and Knobsada's body rolled backwards.

In the forehead of the brave man who rose and rose, there was a freckle and blue muscle, and his anger is emphasized.

"Ugh!! Flirt from earlier! I don't know, do you want some tears? I'm not that sweet!!

Ten, twenty, and arrows of fire are produced so as to surround the brave. And they converged and became smaller and smaller. Yes, the figure changes to a bullet-like shape.

"Go gunflame!!

Gaga, gaga, gaga, gaga.

More bullets of fire fall relentlessly on the knob saddle each time it is released. Some of it pushed through the stone skin and the magic wrap, and it burned black in many places. The fire alone never overflowed the skin with burning blood, but the appearance was too painful. "Wow" was also heard from the venue everywhere.

The armor of the warcraft that was to be defeated was not completely able to kill the momentum either. It was shaved and there were fine holes everywhere. The throwing knife that had him lurking under his armor is distorting his shape while protecting Knobsada's body.

"Lord Eleanor! Why won't you stop the game!!

A small shadow dancing to the audience where the Gramada forces quietly watched, surprised by the unilaterally ravaged game haul.

"Are you Mr. Azimaldo? Long time no see."

Eleanor welcomed Azimaldo with such a calm gesture.

"Obviously there's something wrong with Nove's movements. Why won't you stop me? You're an adventurer and you don't care what happens!

Eleanor, who is also silent in responding perfectly to that word. The voice blaming it flew from another direction.

"Shut up."

Azimaldo pushes silence with a single voice from Etoile. Except for the nobility of other countries, there was majesty in not saying whether or not the voice was there.

"Do you really think we won't feel anything when we see that? Not to mention he's Eleanor's husband. No matter how much I want to stop her, she respects and endures that will."

When Azimaldo took a good look at Eleanor, the blood seeped out of his gripping hand. I guess you mean too clenched of patience. The momentum when Azimaldo also came on board was sinking and his head was unwittingly drooling.

"I'm sorry. I apologize for being rude."

"I accept your apology. Thank you for worrying about that guy so much. Thank you on behalf of my husband."

Azimaldo decided to keep an eye on Knobsada, who was still scratching his feet on the spot. Never let your eyes slip away.