Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

I even consulted my master and Mr. Temro, Mr. Amiral and, at the end of the day, the Duke.

While I was busy, I thought I was sorry, but everyone was happy to talk to me. Everyone answered me personally by sharing their experiences according to their experience, etc. Ning Ro, even ordinary people with such people-like problems can feel a little relieved. Sometimes I guess if I were a perfect superhuman hero, I'd have trouble handling it.

Especially for me was the way the troops operated. A lot of us are all beastmen, so that's a pretty pointy formation. I was further taught what makes use of the characteristics for each race. Dogs, werewolves are electric operations that take advantage of their speed, for guerrilla groups that run freely on the battlefield. The Lizards are destined for defense because of their strong epidermis and strength. Bats use their covert abilities for intelligence and defense by flying through the air. Carpet bombing from the sky is also under consideration.

I also looked through the military books borrowed from the Duke. This is also the history book of the war of the last few decades. As far as this goes, there have been two major wars in the Principality. It is a battle against the northern empire, and the demonic kingdoms of the west. The empire and I settled down with a truce in rewind harmony from a 30,000 to 35,000 disadvantage. The battle against the Demon King's Land is a defense battle that has managed to prevent what the Four Heavenly Kings under the Demon King have attacked in the border fortifications.

It seems that the soldiers of the Principality are clearly not that strong without distinctive features compared to the countries around them. But for that matter, use your strength in defense in a tenacious way. They both had a tactic of war where extinction troops protruded through and broke the front while they were receiving the main force in a common operation. By the way, it was the masters who made the special attack in both fights. What else?

I was allowed to spend a full time in a short time. I just stopped by to order additional medicines. Apparently, there will be an increase in the number of troops in support from other cities. They're joined by nobles who were deciding to opportunism because of the information conveyed about Altisina's participation in the war. The decrease in the number of alchemy stores in the case in question is a matter of concern and seems to have been offered earlier. I can't refuse because I have been offered various conveniences. We need to increase the production of materials.

... or... here... wuss...

In the meantime, I accidentally read more than a quail. What about this?

… Objective…… There is movement… Where……

Let me wait a long time. For Mr. Dornuko, for your frustration, for my annoyance. I opened the window and jumped out into the air to smash this mess into my head.

Multiple shadows of how many people are in a dim building together. Nobody and he had an atmosphere in which he could hardly see. In the meantime, a person in a black robe opens his mouth in the open.

"How's the end?

"No problem. The takeover of the store has not been noticed. Mix the slow-effect poison into the food they're going to wholesale."

"This is going well. We're letting the martial arts soldiers we're collecting get into this hand. I was going to send in people who might be entrusted to the unit leader, but it depends on your situation."

"The mutilation of the soldiers of Gramada fails. Not long ago, there was a lot of Alchemy Guild crap, and all the people who were adhering to it were removed. There's no gap at the moment. Now he's changing his perspective and chopping up the subordinations of the nobles around him. The nobleman with the head seems to be intoxicated by the Duke, but not until he's handed over. How about you?

Even though the first shadow seemed to shake, it kept talking.

"It was slightly rough, but it was absorbed along with crushing five alchemy stores. In a couple of days, the whole store will move out, including here. Each one is non-toxic, but I keep a substitute that turns into dramatic poison by ingesting more than one. We should plant it and deliver it."

I'll temporarily quiet down with Singh to see if the report's done. I'll cut out the next topic without saying who.

"How's the showdown?

Gramada's proud thousand wars. They will be opponents who do not want to drag them out at all in fighting. That's why there are three of us in this city. I want to hit any hand from the side that blows the fight.

"There's nothing I can do about it at the moment. The Fist of War has failed his daughter, the Meteor has failed his son, and the Sword King has tried to hold his mother back. Especially when you couldn't hold your fist daughter down. That alone has the ability to fight second only to the duel."

"Is that it? He was supposed to hold me down with the Duke's daughter, but he ruined everything."

"Yes, because of over a hundred chasers and the presence that crushed the mercenary regiment that was holding them back, the recent appearance of 'Warcraft' or something called 'The Warcraft'."

"I've met him before. Until a few months ago, he was just an F-rank adventurer. I don't know what you got or how you got that kind of power, but whatever it is, it's got to get in our way."

"F-rank? Are you saying that such a rush is now a hero who can line up in the fist of war? Aren't you a brave man and a different person?"

"No, the side I saw then is definitely him. I've heard you were a fighter disciple."

"You're a disciple of the Fist of War... can you stay then? All his disciples are unscrupulous. Even if something is born that obtains magic..."

That's where their conversation breaks off. The shadows swayed, each approaching the windows and walls, watching.

Bang!

The sound was turned off and the shadow that was approaching the door dragged it inside, lurking in the shadow of the arrow that opened it.

It suddenly rolled away, shaking off the hand to attract, surprised. However, he noticed that he had been properly directed to the center of the room and blued his complexion slightly. There are five of them surrounding each other. They each wore robes and hoods and hid their faces.

"Alone. So if we handle this, things will come out bright."

"You can use it well anyway. You must be a guard to see what you look like."

They ignore the person and say whatever they want, but the mouth visible from the hood of one of them is bitterly bitten. The man next door who reacted to it looks surprised.

"What's up? Are you familiar?"

With an abusive grin, I already asked him for pleasure. A man in the hood who gets even more grumpy as he pounds his tongue. He crouched like a chimp as he headed beneath the guard who held onto him.

"... Long time no see, Kyle."

Kyle's expression hardened when he saw that face with the hood while saying so. Because there were other people there than him.

"Why... are you here... Gian's brother..."