Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

"No, it's not what I saw in the noise. Lord, is there a reason why you designated it?

The question that popped up from Mr. Kagra is of particular opinion. Explain that you will never divulge what you are about to say to the outside world.

The first thing I've heard from certain sources is that a dungeon is likely to be generated here. The second is that even if it is adjacent to forces, it is unlikely to be exposed to hostility because it is far from each other's major spheres of power. No matter, the bigger you get, the less so. The third thing is that if you want to gather people later to be residents without Pu people, beasts, or sub people in captivity, it is a suitable place for you.

"Sometimes it's easy to recruit all the beasts as residents when it comes to migrating. I may be quick, but it's not that easy to build a people-to-people relationship, so I thought I'd build it up from now on."

"... I see. But even with a dungeon, you don't know how to control it, do you? Isn't that dangerous to have a dungeon in the city??

"Then it's okay because I already know. Although, I've never done it either, so it's gonna be a bump production..."

"I see. It's a long way to go. Let the concubines raise their hands and endorse it. But if you want to improve your combat skills, won't you waste enough time buying them so that the Lord can play his part? Especially to the Lord, who has great personal power."

I thought about what Mr. Kagra said. It's too much power. It's not something I know when I'll be able to move toward elimination.

"That's why I'm going to have you hired like a mercenary regiment as Articina's private soldier. Expect it to be a little better by being a feat as a regiment. Fumiko left me. I think I'll choose between the subhuman beasts. I have to be away again, but this way, please."

"... no!

When I said that, no popped up. It is also from Mithama. I guess I've never seen Mitama say no so clearly. I'm a little stuttered.

"... we go too"

"No, but..."

"... go. I'm glad you're worried about us. But you can't just be protected by a knob. Because we'll follow along so we can support it next door. I know for sure I'm still immature. But I'll be strong by then. So take me with you!

The complaining eyes are serious themselves. Everyone in the back seems to agree. Naturally, I hesitated to take you to a bloody battlefield. You wouldn't want to put your favorite and beloved wife on the same path to a bloody battle, would you? Still, it doesn't seem like I can do it without everyone's sincere thoughts.

"We're just like Mitama. I swore at the wedding. Yan. We share it with each other when we're happy or hard. I don't want to leave you behind."

"Um, you're right. What, in a month's time, I'll try to make it stronger against a skin again. The Lord is astonished."

"Yeah, and I'll be with you in the future, too. Ah. I'll leave this one to Dilit and those kids, okay? With Marsh and Tino, we can handle the manufacture of drugs."

Shit. Wow, I'm so happy and I'm going to cry. These are wives I've never had enough of. I feel my tear glands are loose, but don't cry, man, it's me.

It's just embarrassing at the same time. After all, there seemed to be something to be proud of, whether it was from rapid growth or from controlling huge enemies. I think I was mistaken that I could do anything on my own. If we could really do anything, we wouldn't have prevented the flood itself and brought our families to dangerous attention. You'd be fortunate to have noticed before you made an irrevocable mistake. You have to be self-defensive.

"Okay. Let's get organized and ready after tomorrow. I also ordered weapons, protective equipment and other spare parts for you."

I offered you the goal of doing what exactly, but I didn't disagree. If I noticed anything at all, I settled to report it from time to time and respond to the ad hoc situation, so the meeting ended… So a question popped up from Futsuno.

"By the way, I've been wondering, who is this guy?

At the end of that gaze was Fumitan. I was in the corner just a little uncomfortable from the start. I can't say I totally forgot to introduce you, etc.

"Yeah, I was asking you to come and introduce me. This is Fumilne. My nickname is Fumi. Twenty Bats are supposed to help me with her."

Looks like you've already given up correcting Fumitan and it's through. You've been saying that. When it came to the fumitan, he was upright and saluted.

"I'll see you first, ma'am. My name is Humilne, and I will serve your style this time. See you later."

Bow carefully in a flowing motion. The look on Mitama's face was a little soothing. I wonder why you looked so harsh. When my gaze and I met, I just slightly pointed my mouth out of sight. Mr. Mittama, are you mistaken? You don't have that kind of relationship with Fumitan, do you?

"We don't know how big we're going to be, but we have to bind a lot of people. I'm going to ask Fumitan to work hard on those brainstorming fights he's been missing. Of course I'm going to learn a lot from you now. If we're just going to act as adventurers, I think we can handle this alone, but I figured if we didn't have that kind of person, we'd have a problem."

He tells Fumitan himself that he expects such aspects on the road. I managed to push it off that I should learn from this, although I was initially confused by the size of the role. Most of us are like people who act before we think about it. Especially me! Securing people to follow is a top priority.

"I am a non-talented person, but I try to learn better and help you. I know it can be a hassle, but thank you very much."

Sooooooooooooooooo!

There is a sneaking shadow behind Fumitan who is giving such a serious greeting. It slaughtered the signs from behind and approached...... rubbed up his chest and swayed itchy. Whoo.

"Stiff, meh stiff wow. Fumitan, think softer. Yeah. These boobs suck."

I can't help it because it's the man's saga that nails my eyes at that every time I get shaken up by a cunt. Mr. Mittama, please stop whining. But your eyes will follow you that way.

"Hi-yah."

Now the fumitan remains rubbed without being able to resist. Besides, Futuno, who is in good shape, repeats the sexual harassment he just said, 'Yeah, what is this?' That lasted until Mr. Kagra dropped the Iron Fist. I think it's only a few moments in time, but my memory folder is firmly engraved with that sight. Um, let's pack it up and treat it well. By the way, Mr. Mittama's stirring still doesn't stop.

I'll give you Mittama ears and moffs all in return. Try to mop it when you let it stroke up from the roots all the time. In the meantime, the hand will also close its eyes and give a pleasant expression. Shit, I haven't had a moff in a while and I can't stop. Huh, feelings. Yeah.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Oops. It hurts my gaze if I keep going any further. Let's stop here before even Mr. Futsuno in tears notices.

"It's me, Kagra. It's terrible to slap for real. Wow. We thought it would be good..."

Mr. Futuno is in tears as he bends over to suppress the top of his head from pain. Mr. Kagra opens his mouth like he likes it.

"Still too much. Don't you realize that Humilne has withstood in tears? You're in perfect shape. I'm sorry, but this is what your Lord did to help you get used to the occasion. Forgive me."

"No, I'm sorry about this one. But this way of speaking has already stained my body, so please forgive me. Never building walls to your wives..."

Fumitan, whose cheeks were slightly stained red, diligently explains himself. Right, when Fumitan wasn't that hard to talk to, it was really when he was chopped up and tempered.

"Well, that's why she's a part of the house today, so please do me a favor. Especially since everyone in the Bat tribe will be tasked with gathering information, it will be a top priority to work out from now on. I need everyone to help me, please."

'Yes!'

Where everyone nodded, the hard stories were met. Let's have some fun today. Let's deepen our rapport there.

There are piles of dishes lined up on the table when the kitchen plays a huge role in the octagonal arms. There were many seafood that Mita and the others caught, so it was worth the swing of my arm.

It is a dinner with all the full members of the Watsunami restaurant, except Eleanor, who also returned to help him to the Benevolence Hall.

Mitama and Fumitan's gaze nailed to the fried egg that was served as a pile and waited for the meal to begin now or now.

Mr. Futuno, Mr. Kagra and Mr. Sefi are intrigued by the prototype liquor they have planted during their journey. Three dishes: the extremely dry "Sword Blade Dream Yoshihui", the sharp "His Excellency Yakamikami Fujitaka" with a crisp yet mellow sharpness, and the sweet, easy to drink and unstoppable cup of "Hirakaspider Bomb Masaki". The brand is only provisional. I tried to put on the image somehow. It is a success product that I have tried by changing the way dozens of barrels are made. This time, only the medium bottle was served to prevent deep liquor.

The Ghanaians were also frying, sashimi platters, glittering eyes as they coveted everything from what they had seen as gratin on pizza to the first one called BIG bucket pudding alla mode. Have some vegetables with you, okay?

'I'll have it!!

With the words, the scene becomes the face of the battlefield. The crispy and squirrely biting mites are somehow very cute. Both drunks began to hold each other in and drink. I wanted to hear your thoughts compared to swallowing... well.

Is that it? Speaking of which, didn't I forget something??

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Something about the sound of the carriage stopping at the front door.

I thought you were picking me up from the Duke's house at night. I totally forgot.

"Tatsuya. I picked you up from the Duke of Azbel's house. Is Lord Nobsada here?

I rush to the doorstep for words that can be spoken through the door. Beyond that I opened the door......

Why are you here all the time, Shania?

There stood Shania Azbel, the second daughter of the masked Duke, dressed in a dress unlike usual.