Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

Shh. Shh.

Silence dominates the room.

It's so awkward that I was brought to this place, which is obviously out of place. Anyway, it's obviously noble. Everyone dressed up pretty high is staring at us all the same.

"Hi Nobsada, sir. I'm sorry I'm tired."

The Duke of Quantro, who wore sunglasses even though he was indoors as usual, spoke casually. This guy doesn't bluff either.

"Excuse me for dressing like this, Duke...... by the way, Master, it's time for you to drop me off?

Oh, I'm sorry. I just stood there wrapped around it. No, hey, I'm having trouble getting you to stand like this. The aristocrats are watching to deserve this one in silence. Well, there's a problem with being solved here. It's a trunk on the shirt, the contents.

Let me explain the situation and give you some time to get dressed. In the middle of it, two nobles sent a hot glance... No, I can still tell if you're a macho. Because it seems somewhat of a battle force treasure. I feel more like a young man. Because my face is a little red. Over here, guys!

"Anything you want to ask me."

"Oh, yeah. Polly, I need another report from Etoile."

There was a face there that the Duke had seen before he spoke so. Though I totally forgot my name. Mr. Rovell is one of the female knights under his command. I've been holding back. I walked out a long time ago and saluted him.

"Ha, let me report. Lord Etoile told me to hold meaningful talks with His Majesty the King and His Highness the Chancellor, and to think about the future, to extend my stay in the King's capital for a while now."

Wow. I wonder what this means again. Does that mean I can do something in front of these aristocrats when I see that Duke's slightly nagging face? The Duke seems to have certainty that Master Eto is not supposed to make such a report.

By now, the Etos should be off the shortest route and making a detour to Gramada so that they can hardly make it. She should have joined the march, and there can be no such report. So who is this guy here? Well, how do we attack it?

"Excuse me. May I ask you a question from me?

"Um, I don't mind. Polly, answer for him."

"Ha!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. It's weird at a point where you don't see my face and react when you're supposed to be accompanying me in the first place. That shouldn't mean my flat face is mobbed.

"How is Nove, the adventurer who was supposed to have accompanied you? You know me."

Mouthwatering Polly. I breathed a very spicy breath and opened my mouth.

"Lord Nove is... relative to the brave man in the final of the Martial Arts Festival... after the final, he has become the one who will not return"

Hmm, I got the certainty that knowing that was undoubtedly sent by Wang Du. Because this story was reported to the Prime Minister's side after the militant festival. From Master Eto directly to the Chancellor. Other than that, it would belong to the hands of Chancellor Eighty-Nine. Predictably, he left at the same time as the pursuit force against us. You should think I hit a lot of hands so that the Etos could return late.

"Really... wasn't this the helmet you were wearing then?

When I hold my hand open all the time, there's a worn helmet showing up like a trick. The eyes that looked at it were so open, they shifted their gaze at me as if they were going to see something in the world.

"And Nove is what I disguised as, but where are you? Who disguised you as?

She rushes out to the window almost simultaneously when I'm done. You think you can get away with this?

"Aah traction!"

By the gravity generated by the body wearing armor that would be made of iron, it dances through the universe and is carried over by hand. Deciding she couldn't resist, she flipped her body and stuck her fist out at me. Thoughtful decision but... slow!

"" Maiden Heartbreak Bomb "Yoshi Bomber!

If you hit the bottom of the hand with magic at the counter while lightly attacking the miserable attack, the body scattered with magic returned to what it would have been. When Polly looked like him, he was a blonde short C-cup, but now he's a bob-short brown hair, a breast about as depressed as a B-cup. Perhaps he had changed his appearance with a magic prop that transformed or resembled it. I checked with the identification teacher and he didn't have that skill.

I entrust this man to my master, who has fallen on Dosari and me due to the loss of magic. I'll leave the interrogation to the Duke around there. If you get your hands on it badly, it's going to burn you a lot, and it's going to look good.

Besides, I'm totally late, but I have to keep you posted on Eto.

"Duke. Master Etoile has already taken off the king's capital and is on his way here. Also, if you talk longer, I will discount you on this occasion, but the Duke is with you."

Listen to my report. No, Gatan and the aristocratic faces who make loud noises and get up. Is that true? Because from them they are monarchs.

"We protected you from your obsession with the Chancellor. About fifty of my men are now escorting me, headed by Mr. Eleanor. And the beasts who were being persecuted in the king's capital have escaped with them, so they're swelling up to nearly a hundred people, so the march is a little slow, but they're bound to be headed this way."

The Duke's eyebrows move only tingly in my words.

"A hundred? At least there must have been less than thirty of us when we left this one, but what the hell did you do... Well, shall I ask that again when my daughter returns? Yeah, I think I figured out what I wanted to make sure of, and it helped. Nobsada, what are you going to do now?

"We have managed the crisis in Gramada, so we will return to Master Etoile and take full charge of the escort. I don't know how much you're getting, but I think I'm going back there tomorrow morning."

I nod satisfied with the answer.

"Right. Please make sure your daughters are safe. That and the fact that you fought so hard to protect Gramada has been reported by Temro and the others. Let's say thank you as a deposit of territory. Thank you, Mr. Knobsada. When I get back, I'm thinking about some extra rewards, so I need you to show me your face once and for all."

"Yes, then I apologize for this."

Leaving the room with a groovy salute. Kako's salute. Did it work this way? For now, get out of this uncomfortable space. "Ah," someone tried to say, but he ran away like a rabbit. Goodbye, stubborn!

"Oh man, apparently he doesn't like the vibe of this hand"

Count Hickory, a noble youth, questioned if the Duke of Quantro whined so with a bitter smile on his shoulder.

"Why don't you embrace that one and use it as a force of war? He must be the sorcerer who slaughtered so many demons."

"He defeated the demon because this city happened to have a family he was supposed to protect. If you try to force it in, you may be electrocuted without making it good to be detained. Then I think it would be better if we had a friendly relationship and had a hand in the matter."

"But isn't it dangerous to leave something wild that can use all that magic? Ningro, push his family..."

The Earl, who nearly uttered something aristocratic and noisy, stares at him. Matuda's gaze clouds his words with anger. The Duke laughs at it but his gaze is very cold.

"Count Hickory. Better not say any more. His family also contains this fist of war. He would recognize this one as his enemy lightly if he used such a lower measure in the first place. You may not have seen it, but would you like to taste his manipulative strategic-class magic?

Did you cower at Matuda's anger, or did you imagine that the magical spearhead of Knobsada would turn toward itself? After shaking his body, the Count could say nothing more.

"If that's true, it's a boat to cross. I didn't expect the Duke King to come this way himself. What the hell did that fool do with the Prime Minister?"

It was the old Marquis who said bakatare about the Chancellor.

"Oh my God, is Dr. Huon still treating you like a jerk?"

"Do you have a choice? Even though I went the wrong way, I worked as an educator for the Lord. That's what makes me want to repeat the outrage."

When he was once young, the old Marquis waved a teaching whip at the young sons of the Duke's family. Differentiation into other races by the kingdom, the formation of the principality from which it was born, has taught a variety of things based on history. They both worked and drilled every day as brilliant talents before they understood them and inherited their homes. I'm wondering when that went crazy.

"It's been happening for about ten years. What is the Lord's decision?"

"Dr. Huon, is that the story now..."

He said, "Well, if you think there was something about him saddling up to be a promoter of discrimination without any foretaste, then it's natural, right?

"Neither me nor my teacher could grasp anything about the matter after all, right? And because I don't think I've decided yet. I still think you're friends with him. That's why I have to stop what he's trying to do."

I look over the face of the Duke after I say so. One breathed heavily and uttered words forcefully. That gaze is unshakeable and I can see that I am ready to shoulder all the responsibility for what I will do.

"After welcoming the Duke King, we move on to action. I want my troops to be reconfigured for two months, and I want everyone to keep their strength together. The goal is to fight the King's capital, the return of the Duke, in the name of the prime ministers in the country. This is only my guess, but perhaps the Chancellor's side intends to do the same. It's about him. He's got to be rooting for the empire, the kingdom behind him. It would also be fortunate to have an agreement on non-war on adjacent areas, albeit one of the forces of the Federation. Sequential information will be gathered, but if the Duke is absent, it seems that he will not be able to gather his strength early. There are also a lot of people who have habits over there. Well, good to see you all."

"Ha," "Answer!" "Um," "Yes."

The four men answered it forcefully and traveled straight to their own territory.

The Duke thinks after dropping it off. That it would be the biggest civil unrest since the founding of the country if it stayed that way.

(I wanted to avoid it if I could, but I had to stop what happened here. Dylan, I don't know why you've changed so much, but I'll make sure you stop. 'Cause that's the deal we made)

Sparks that continued to smoke within the Principality may continue to wait momentarily for the day to burn right next to the gunpowder depot.