Mr. Nobu's Otherworld Chronicles

Right now, I have a sword in front of a wooden man. It's not a moon cat, it's a blade drawn iron sword.

Things happened about an hour ago. I came under my master to ask for reports, reports of martial arts mastery, and help negotiate against the Adventurer Alliance.

"I did it! We finally have the right weapon to use martial arts!!

The master was surprised when he spoke to Sole with his mouth open. Is that it? You're reacting differently than usual.

"No, no, no, no. Whatever it is, it's early. It'll take you three months to get there even if you cut it off and try other weapons, normal. It took me a month and a half, even if I was talented. Hmm."

And a silent master. I reported it as it was because of my joy, but did this guy fail?

"Well, the details are good. Then show it to me quickly. See, it's a woodworker there. Yeah."

It wasn't! It's nice to have too much aboutness, Master. That's how we get back to the beginning. The Moon Cat is going to crack the blade even if it's the Moon Cat, so I'm going to borrow a blade iron sword.

"That's it."

Standing in the shape of an attack, he sighs and looks at the front.

"Martial Arts" Seismic Knife/Destruction "!

Hiwin and I raised a small roar and the iron sword vibrated and cut it straight to the woodsman. And the spanner will be cut off, even though it's a blade pull. The incision also feels like exactly two pieces.

but that wasn't the only change.

The bollocks and the iron sword's full body crumbled to pieces. It's not the details. It's like sand. I had a crush on the boulder, too. Even that guy has a pompous mouth when he turns to his master with a puzzled look on his face. Oh, my God.

Eventually the master opened his mouth to see if he had settled down as well.

"I didn't know Sole was the first one I remembered. Look, Knobsada. It's a martial arts technique, but you better avoid using it in public."

Yep! Is that just a sealed declaration!?

According to the master's story, a fourth disciple, a man named Juneau, saw his opponent use it when representatives from different countries held a competitive, out-of-the-box match. Its opponent is Zhuzou Towgou, the thirteenth generation representative of the Hinoto Empire. The genre is' Shadow Stream '. Where is Kensei's school?

They opposed each other with a blade pulling knife and a sword. They used this technique to 'slash' the sword in half. Still, using half the sword and body surgery, the match itself seemed to end in a draw and left no remorse. Thereafter, Juneau and Jouzou become friends with each other.

That being said, the Samurai people in the Hinoto Empire seem extremely reluctant to show their hands and if they find out they are mastering the depth of the genre, they could even be targeted for their lives if they are bad.

Yikes. Yikes. It's martial arts around the corner. It's not much of a trick when it comes to it. Ha, disappointing.

A master who goes on with the words further.

"And if it's not too much of a business, there's a weapon just like that iron sword. Your love knife keeps its shape, but if you use it continuously, I feel like it's even in danger."

Oh, my God. Exactly. Do we have to run it trumpetly? The collection of sturdy swords, including the Live Soul Knife series, which has only three in the world, is also an addition to the purpose. Damn, why is such a big move coming from the first one? The next time I offer it to the Goddess of Waste, I'll make Russian Manju and put Habanero in one piece. Yeah, let's do that. I wish it was for sale.

"Nevertheless..."

Hmm? What's wrong with you looking so meaningful?

"Did you turn your back on me? You look so neat."

Bikun!! I was unintentionally upright. I don't know what to do, but I couldn't flush it all the way through. Details of what I've been doing, what I've been doing until the other day, I was even thrown up about what I confessed last night, in physical language. Master, don't talk to each other with your fists because you're not some undefeated person. That? Speaking of which, the master's voice looks just like that guy's, doesn't it? Oh, my spine hurts. There seems to be something better not to touch in the world.

Such a master is currently somewhat of an inventive face. What are you up to now?

"Wow, it's a knob sada. What are you gonna do about Eleanor? I don't think you should marry me."

Do you mind?!? No, no, no, it's too much flying. You haven't even confirmed Mr. Eleanor's intentions in person.

"There's just a condition,"

Your throat sounds unexpected. What harsh conditions on earth are they? I'm a master and... you can't come hunting dragons or come spinning around if you demon king, right???

"I want to see my grandson's face early."

Oops!! You made fun of me! Sure. Me crawling on all fours in front of a master smiling nicely. Will it come when I can transcend this man? I... want to beat this guy! I don't care if it's a prank or anything!!

Reminds me that I had an important business while I was even being scolded.

"Master. Actually..."

Tell them you recovered this kind of testimony or something at Stupid Bombon's. Last time, there was a lot of rotten people spreading in the upper echelons of the Good Adventurer Alliance, so I was wondering if I could do something about it.

"Well, this is... Amiral's troubles are getting worse. I think I can fix them. I can show them what they don't like."

My master's eyes are serious. I'm gonna fuck this.

"Then shall we push him to his place soon? Good is a hurry."

"Ooh, ooh, ooh"

He said he was disappointed to be grabbed by his master and pulled with great momentum. It just hurts. My body is floating with momentum. I'm floating in the wind even though I haven't used a set of high-mobility transport magic or anything. He was even taken to the Adventurer's Guild, dancing through the universe with flickering animation.

And really pushed me to the guild leader!!!

Eleanor also took her to the Guildmaster's room at once. Me, Mr. Eleanor, and the Alliance Master are distracted. The first guild master I see is a sinister dandy uncle. You look warm and obviously have a strange eye for me as an outsider. That would be so. I'm confused, too.

Name: Amiral Gender: Male Age: 68 Race: Half Dwarf

Class: Swordmaster LV44 Condition: Health

Glamada Adventurer Guild Guildmaster

Title: [Sword King]

[Skills]

Two Handed Sword Lv7 One Handed Sword Lv7 Physical Ability Lv6 Avoidance Lv6 Struggle Lv5 Intuition Lv4 Hazard Detection Lv4 Command Lv5

You've got a half in the dwarf, too. Unlike a pure dwarf, it is soothing and has a back length of nearly 180 cm. You look pretty young even though you're the same age as your master. About 40s in Patami. Still [Sword King]? After all, isn't the strength of the city too high?

Even though I am uncomfortable, Mr. Eleanor suddenly cannot hide his confusion by covering his mouth with his hands. The only one who is grand is his master.

"Ooh, amiral"

"It's not 'Ooh, Amiral'. What happened to you all of a sudden without touching me? And next to that... I guess it was just you, Nobsada. Because you bothered me about this request first. I'm sorry."

He bows his head to me. I was surprised by this. It wouldn't normally be possible for a head of organization to bow his head to me as a young man who is only the lower end. I am impressed with the breadth of the metric, albeit before a limited number of people.

"No, because it's not the Alliance Master's fault. Instead, I think if you help me with what I'm about to talk about, I can wipe out the area..."

"Hmm?"

My eyes feel tight and tight. But don't be frightened here. I need your help to tighten up or deport the executives.

"Because two of my loved ones, Wind Tail, were caught and endangered by bandits and bandits by a certain request. Fortunately, we got the information from Mitama, who escaped. Me and Mr. Kagra, alias [Blood Smoke War Maiden], raided Negijo and recaptured the two, rescuing five slaves they had been imprisoned with and a few who had been caught. In doing so, we obtained such testimonies and pledges from the Bandits' Head Room. Check it out."

"Ko, this is..."

"As you can see, the Bandits and a few of these guild executives have transactional records, and they're illegal slaves. This is a good thing about me, this time, and the fact that there are people in the upper echelons who are being greeted with these people makes a terrible difference on our end. So I talked to my master about how I could do something about those people... and it became an outrage to break into here. Honestly, I never thought I'd get in there directly either."

Mr. Amiral and I stare at the master. Where is the wind blowing in the person seen? Cohon and one coughed up Mr. Amiral connect words.

"I see what's going on. This material alone is sufficient evidence. I even have signatures from the executives. But just in case, the Guard's investigation team will be back and it will be in full swing. Is that all right?

"Yeah, I think it's more important to be sure that we're on hold"

"Sure. Even I used to have a lot of hands with the collaborators, but the people screwed from Wang Capital were too vocal. Now I can hit the reverse hand. Now, I have to offer you some kind of reward for this, but is there any hope?

Hmm, you didn't think in return. Honestly, I don't have a problem with this as long as I don't get extra help.

"I didn't particularly think about it. Because I was just hoping it would be better ventilated in the guild. Do you mind if I give you some help in case of trouble?

"Ha ha, you have no greed. But funny. Let's also acknowledge the help. I'm afraid I'll be asked at a very high time, but I'm looking forward to that."

Handsome Dandy even looks good at laughing tricks. Ugh, you can't be jealous!

"Noh, amiral. I'll tell the Duke about this, okay? He had his head troubled by his decay."

"Hmm, right. Can I ask you a favor?

"Ooh."

"But the people who came in at the head of the Wang Capital seem to be spared in every guild. Only the Alchemy Alliance was nimaning because the Alliance Master is the one over there..."

"Well, they might have been involved in the death of the store owner."

Oh, Master, I'm sorry, that's probably me. Me, me, me, me. Excuse me.

Somehow, I wonder why the Kingsville guys were screwed by the executives here? The guild is independent in every country, but the country is supposed to be the same organization. Maybe we're not getting along better with Gramada and the King's Capital? It's not a low-end curtain around here, is it? As for this one, I just need you to slap off the extra guys you seem to have done with the array earlier.