Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

He pushed without capturing the enemy in the vigilance net to a village previously attacked by the orcs and unknown names. There is no skirmish with the enemy either. What was there was the extent of the inner skirmishes between the nobles. Though it was lightly suppressed. Speaking of harmful damage, a lot of things that would slip your hips if you hit Mr. Samsom, a couple of things that are hugged and have cracks in your bones? For some reason, the Muscle Brothers, who burned a sense of confrontation, were intruding. At the end of the day, you were shaking hands with a very good smile. At the earliest, you're becoming a single organism, Mr. Samsom...

There is no reason for this large group to stay because they arrive in the village, so they are camping outside the village on Wang Du's side. The boy, the girl, who was injured with the magnificent adventurer of that time when he made a little face, was doing well. Since then, he has felt weak and seems to be investing in daily training.

I'm overnight here today, so the smoke that I cook there is rising.

There are quite a few troops in this march that hit the heavy forces. The Duke's family bought a total of ten high-performance magic backpacks that I have worked with Sephi. Four of the ten have been loaned to the four nobles who have been working together since the beginning, and they have been drained of their capacity.

The formation of the Duke's house is divided into five battalions, with three knights and two guards. Looks like they were placed one at a time under the direct authority of the Captain. The other one was addressed to the main formation of the Duke and the Duke.

Thanks to this, we were able to secure enough abundant ingredients for a fairly balanced diet despite being in wartime. Well, it also accommodates some on the end, so overall, it won't be that bad.... maybe.

The adventurers eat each of the ingredients they provide with their hands. It's not as high-performance as wholesaled to the Duke's house to Mr. Amiral, but we've accommodated a special magic backpack, so it's a payment from there. Regardless, it is only for the record that the procedure of sorting into several different backpacks etc. on the road is sandwiched because the supply cannot be caught up with one outlet.

And it's me now...

"Yes, I've raised two lots of bukkake. Next... uh, cauldron? Mr. Futuno, what's left of the noodles?

Cool the hot scratched udon with cold water as you sweep away the sweat. Blow out the droplets that are magically attached by the wind. If you don't use udon sauce, which continues to improve the flavor by trial and error, you can use it from the top. The ingredients onion and heavenly scallops are served on their own.

"Ugh, I still have it, but I'm a little nervous. Hey, there, it's Akane lining up for the second time. Count the numbers, Knob. You're not beating the noodles. [M] By and large, do what you suppress, Chonofdi!

Split! 'And it is Chonofdi who hides there with his bad-looking face.

And well, there's this one stuffy, but I'm doing my usual cramps. Wow. My magic punch udon assortment is on the menu today. It is no less cosy than the real praise of a combination of wind magic, water magic and gravitational magic. Besides, I grabbed a lot of nappies because they didn't think that was enough.

Let's smash it. I was in charge of all the alerts and the like, and I held them inside the White Rice. I just did a little bit of self-loathing wondering what I was doing during the war.

And then I scratch the noodles so hard that I can blow them to my memory. I'd like to think it's my fault that the Duke and Articina are in my sight. So what are Master and Mr. Temro doing?

You must be the captains of the troops!

Good, keep the noodles on more. We have two big eaters, so we prepare them for every meal. When Artisina finally got into view, the boundaries were tight, so the physical preparations were OK.

My face is ready to use chopsticks, but the Duke and Articina are struggling badly with forks. But it seemed to be worth it. If I chewed it up and swallowed it, I would have a full smile on its flavor.

It is sermon time to grab Articina's shoulder after eating everything.

"Look, surely this one will have a lot to learn. But never imitate this too light footwork alone. Mr. Temro or his master... No, the master was playing together. Aside from that, it's possible that the great men could just be fired for hiding themselves. If you do poorly, that could be a physical firing. You have to think carefully about how your actions affect your surroundings. At least I think it's up to those who stand above people."

Articina nods cocklessly without even being able to speak out to my momentum and power. The Duke and Master keep a warm eye on that. Or you should tell me. I just had a little grudge. If you stare at the two of us with your eyes... yeah, where's the wind blowing without any evil. Bad middle-aged people!

"You! That attitude towards the Duke is problematic!

Turn around and say it's a voice you've heard somewhere. Isn't it one of the four nobles I used to be when I was a knight of phonies? of the youth...... was it indeed Count Hickory?

But I'm not supposed to finish eating udon and keep an empty vessel. I got leeks stuck in my teeth. If you look closely, you'll find the rest of the three nobles. Did the Duke bring you here? Besides, I'm completely finished eating. Aren't you from Heavy Town?

"I'm not serving this country. I'm just participating in this battle to help him as a friend of Articina's as well. Are you sure about that? Whenever a public king is born who wanders around the city in government!

Refers to the Duke, not the palm of his hand. Count Hickory has an incredibly complicated look when he sees it.

"Mmmm..."

What's wrong?

"What the hell! Damn, you always say a lot of things. That's why they smoke. Seriously, it's a good thing you're as solid as you are."

Oh, it's a waste from my master. That's unusual. What do you know about him? You noticed my gaze and perceived what I wanted to hear. The master kept the word going.

"He and his father are friends on the battlefield. She died of the illness. If you ask me to say hello to him, he won't care if I'm pressed again and again."

The Earl felt just a little snug and pushed silent. It has been found by the identification teacher to be a very competent person. I was still in my twenties and had a number of skills in the home affairs system of 4 or 5. For that matter, I guess you're also struggling. It feels a little too bloody.

"Well, I'm sorry. I can't say that I was slightly jealous of the fact that I was speaking to the one I was meant to serve. I still seem immature, too. And..."

I've apologized as if I had made up my mind, but I don't care that much, so I don't have a problem. I'm not even angry, but did I look upset? And that sounds spicy to say something.

"I like this gentle noodle somehow, so could you please replace it? Well, if you're ashamed to say so, my stomach was unexpectedly not eating properly these days due to the heavy duty of preparing and taking over. This is something that I could eat right down the street when I slit my throat."

That's what they said in my voice whether I could hear it or not. I almost erupted unexpectedly, but I manage to put up with it. Seems like a character I can't be honest with. I'm competent, but I can't accommodate and lose money, or... Sounds like Sansei Ishida somehow. A candle that would not have revealed its true meaning if it had not been prompted by its master. Um, at a time like this, like some kabukie: 'But I like that!' Just think. 'Okay!

Pass the salad with a citrus dressing to the extent that it does not cloud the flavor by scratching the water slightly softer. However, the quantity is small.

"When I suddenly eat more, it's not good for my health the other way around, so I thought I should eat a little bit. I left it soft for digestion. I have some noodles that I haven't scratched yet so please bring some. I ran and wrote down the boiling time here, so give it to the cook."

Place the noodles in a cloth bag, which is divided into small pieces before cooking. I pressed for it to be saved in the magic backpack early.

"Thank you. That'll help."

The Earl receives it with a slight grin from the risky look of the earlier days. But I have to tell you this. Slightly ear.

"And I'd rather have a word with Articina..."

I look back at that allegation all the time and turn to Articina. He was waiting on the spot because he was a child who could do it.

"I'm sorry. I've offered you something."

Keep your head firmly down until you are at a right angle, Count. It is a stunning bow that also passes for japanese businessmen.

"I don't mind. Think about the rest? That's why it's good. However, Knobsada is an unchangeable friend of mine. I want you to look over that. Let's keep an eye out for others."

What an adult opinion. I think he's a good enough king to be what he is. It was a mild meal hour that seemed to pass even as I was frustrated by all the other things I was seeing in the back, which I didn't think was during the war.