Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

Odensa, a third largest city located in the southeast of the Duchy of Tycoon. It is an area ruled by the Marquis of Hanumann, the largest mine in the Principality and second only to the two Dukes in both its power of war and speech.

The downtown area is filled with miners and artisans who process it, and there are liquor bars and brothels that deal with them. The city was also famous for its largest Arlen temple, and for its enthusiastic Arlen followers who stood up to worship instead.

A less distinctive middle-backed man on the second floor of such a 'Odensa' lodging prayed heartlessly as he clenched a black bead. How long would it have lasted? Eventually the light began to shine from the bead and the man gently put it to bed.

Cheon!

A small man descends on the spot with a small sound.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I got on the bed with my earthfoot."

The voice, which is not nervous, is a knob saddle that cannot be said. Look at that. No. No. The man knelt humbly and drowned his head.

"Dear Mr. Oyato, thank you for your hard work. As you instructed, you have completed your registration with the Commercial Alliance as a merchant in this city."

"Thank you. So... how's it going here?

"Ha, it's my third day here, but I've had a lot of pinching in my ear. Again, it looks like this lord will come to the Chancellor's side. I scouted in the dark and in a few days it seemed like I was planning to march towards the king's capital. I was wondering if we should start with the fact that groceries, necessities, etc. are rising in price."

A knob saddle that wrinkles between my brows when I hear it. The Duke's prediction was hostile at 8: 2, but I still wonder if this happened.

"I also looked into the matter that I was lying to you about apart from that. There are two orphanages in this city. I saw them both around, but management seems tough. Especially when the price of food went up because of the incitement to war, and the kids were losing a lot of weight."

A man who will look slightly bitter if we overlap our previous appearances.

"I see. Thanks for your help. Then I'll come around to everyone else. Tomorrow, I want you to come back here and show me around the orphanage. Oh, and this is the cost of living and expenses from today. I want you to buy in specialties that are likely to sell over there like merchants. This sachet's gonna cost you a living."

"I'm in awe"

I respectfully accept the cloth bag offered by Knobsada. shivers and weights. The man who received it panicked terribly to review Nobsada's face.

"Oh, oh, my lord. I can't get this much to live for!?

"Fine, fine. You don't know what it is, and you can keep what you didn't use, so take it and put it away."

My wrapped hands tremble as I draw the sachet to hand.

"I'm sorry. Thank you very much."

"Then get some rest."

Knobsada disappears with shpans and spatial transfers. The man said he had been squeezing the bag in the same position for a while.

"Ugh, maybe this is worse than I thought"

Then he went around to the Bat spy who arrived in each town. It seems to have arrived a long time ago as it has been since the transfer of all space to Wangdu.

And they're really good for snitches. Many people have not changed their appearance at all with the Pu people because they can store their wings and tails, and have learned signs concealment skills, etc. Besides, he says he's capable of acting and can move as a merchant. Well, some of them say they can't be trusted because of it, but it's reliable for me. We need to give him a proper assessment when the war is over. I knew it was only because I had information.

From the information they have purchased, many of the nobles in the east, southeast and north appear to be more or more opportunistic than the Wang capital. It would be better to discuss the parasitic viscosity problem with the Duke once and for all with the information and examples around here. I'm going to do a lot of work, but I need to share information with the top. It's going to fit in a hell of a pitfall.

"That's why."

"... you're suddenly coming and making a hell of a report. My spine just chilled."

I tried to report it openly, but the Duke responded with a slightly drawn smile. Mr. Eagel and Artisina, who are professors of various kinds together, are also present. It's a corner, so I want you to harass me and improve my accuracy.

"I don't think that's a mistake, because it's information we've collected locally up to now. What should we do? I was thinking if we marched a little further, we might as well root out the food for harassment."

"Space-time magic is a terrible thing. No, Knobsada, I know it's because of your strength, but I didn't know the information would get out so far... but isn't it tough when it comes to taking away the food? Besides, it wouldn't make sense to collect it from the villages that are in the march."

"There you go. All kinds of things. For example, after they collect like a burglar, they approach the mourning villages and give food and so on in the name of Master Articina in confidence. Of course, in the guise of the wind trying to catch up to stop the march. There may be some things out there that surprise you the way you see them worn it, but it's an easy story to support which one you give to take away, isn't it? I borrowed the food to give to you, so this nostalgia won't hurt."

There is the sound of a sawdust and a duke swallowing their spit. Slight but rough breathing. Is that such a nervous story? As far as Articina, her face was pale. War is not a beautiful thing. Shall I tell you what I think of the operation just because I want you to grow into a cloudy monarch?

"Let's go back to the enemy army. And if we run out of food from there again, I think this time someone will dance like it's funny if we run out of gossip about stealing it. Though I think it depends on what stands up there. Even if that doesn't break the tie, you'll be aware that you're being harassed by an external enemy of some kind. When that happens, you have to be uptight. If that goes on, you should be physically and mentally exhausted. What's wrong with the Duke that if you keep doing that, it will work in our favor?

I started holding my temples down while I was listening to me and Operation Fumitan Soupa Machi Pompu, Duke. Mr. Eagel also covers his face with both hands. Is that it? Was it broke somewhere? Some parts I haven't told you yet. You may be able to shake your loyalty to the upper echelons by leaving only a few behind. Besides, it would still be effective if rumors were also circulated that 'only superiors eat good food'.

"No, I'm sorry. What a pitiful operation the opponent was going to be just asking, so follow. Eagel. What do you think of listening to him?

I'll take that word and stare at this one with my covered hands down. I don't know if he's 180 cm tall, so you have to look up from me all the time. Guru, I want to grow up fast.

"Honestly, I'm taking my hat off. It seemed like a very efficient operation to weaken thousands of soldiers, though some damage might be done to the people. If there's a problem, he's the only one who can do it."

Sure it is. Space transfer has a huge amount of magic, and the marking of coordinates is magic that I've altered and created. If you feel like it, you can also receive it by approaching it with a space camouflage from the side of the march. The mouth of dimensional storage can change freely, so you can take it all at once.

"Hmm, okay. Nobsada, you must decide on the operation. Dear Artisina, this is the war. Sure, it may be cowardly, but it is self-evident that the damage to its real people will be so great that the war prolongs. Nobsada, I can tell you that by encouraging your operation, you have sprouted a short-term showdown."

"Ugh, um. I can understand that because I have also read a few other guidebooks. What's surprising is where Knobsada learned such a strategy. Have you been apprenticed by a famous man for a long time?

No, Shin-O's ambitions, Big O abbreviations and Fao Con Wars are the textbooks. I just want to think about how to break the other person's heart with minimal effort. In the first place, the quickest way to do this is to blow up everything from the unrecognized air before we get together, but if you do that, you'll lose a lot of national power. I want to reduce the number of dead people.