Mr. Nobu's Otherworld Chronicles

"Come on, you're doing a lot of funny things, apprentice."

What...... so!?

Identification teacher, please!!

Bibi ♪ I got an error. No, seriously.

Damn, it's some kind of frustrating goddess announcement. Apparently, the identification teacher was inhibited by some means.

Do you mean you look like you're in the middle of thirty? The sharp eyes you occasionally show on your sexy short brown hair, though they look a bit like triplets.

A white armored man talking to me with a slightly unexpected look on his face.

"Hmm? Haven't you heard from my master? My name is Temro Rey. He's my master's best disciple, and here in Gramada, he's assigned the head of the Knights' squad."

What is it? Is this man your best brother? I don't know, he doesn't even look like a battle freak like his master and he's calm enough for a long time.

"Nice to meet you. I recently became a disciple. I'm Knobsada. I only knew your name, but I didn't ask you about your appearance."

When we're greeting each other, the crowd says, "I don't know..."

"Hey, is that a 'meteor'!?

"Oh, definitely. That white armor and stuff would be 'Meteor'"

"Why are you smiling at him?

Is "Meteor" the two names of this person? I also feel a little jealous. Isn't mine terrible?

"Ha ha, it won't get so hard. That man and Eleanor were recognized by you. I will do nothing to you. If you do that, they'll kill you."

"Ha, ha"

"And you're fighting a lot of interesting ways. I can only catch Master Boulder's eye. My son and I seem to be close in age, but we're out of digits."

I thought your master said it too. He said he had a son as old as I look. Hmm, sounds like this has been flagged?

"Oh, speaking of which, you gave that information to Mr. Amiral. Today, the Duke told me to discuss a new approach to human resources within the Alliance."

This is a story you told me softly to not hear around. Well, the Duke got involved and you did a good job. That's Mr. Amiral. I'm a working guild master.

"So if you came down after the discussion, it would have been a scene where you were overwhelming the six of us. No, it was a battle I remember when I was younger. I miss you, I remember when you stood around against nine assassins"

There's more. Yan. How many are there like nine or something?

Mr. Temro dropped the bomb in a sneer when he thought he had just a little idea.

"What do you say? You don't even look so tired, do you want to fight me?

Ooh, an unexpected invitation! I'm pretty sure it would be a good experience because I never had a chance to fight a man of extraordinary strength other than my master and Mr. Eleanor. I think... there's a condition under which we're simulating a battle between the gateways.

All right! Dangerous, but shall we prioritize experience? Just be careful not to die the worst!

"I'm going to borrow your chest and let you deal with it"

"Good reply. Now my son won't even deal with me."

You're struggling, son?

"Oh, hey, 'Meteor' and he said it was a mock fight."

"Wow, was that guy under the gates of the Fist of War?"

"You weren't just proud of being a samurai, were you?"

So, how much is my assessment (blood tears)? Sure, I don't have many friends, but come on.

Fine, as long as the Mitamas understand it! Those mites look so worried.

Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm impotent!

I'll pull out the Moon Cat and set up a serious battle.

Matuda Underneath the Gate Heart Part One.

If disciples are present with each other, don't be serious when it comes to mock warfare.

Master, I don't care what you think, there's a difference in strength, so I think you can amend it, right?

"Have you heard from my master about his name?

"Yeah, I'm fine"

The gallery gives me a surprise to do something serious. If I were on that side, I would react exactly the same way.

"Then shall we begin? My name is Temro. Fighting Fist is the best disciple."

"My name is Nobsada. Fighting Fist is the 10th disciple."

"" Trouble, interrogation, battle!!

Mr. Temro sets up a javelin that slowly turns with one hand from his back. Morningstar is not the best thing to do. The handle is directly connected and the length is unclear. I know this one is good at that in the previous information. Otherwise, you're just gonna look like Mace.

In contrast, I use full protection while putting the Moon Cat back in the shape of a return. Sounds like you're waiting for me.

"If you're not coming, we're going this way, huh?"

Tilt your body and stick out the javelin sharply from your unique structure. The moon cat cuts up after the javelin pattern while calming down the attack aimed at my left shoulder.

Huon

The attack cut off the sky lightly and I exposed myself to defenselessness. What, how fast do you put that spear back? The speed of thrust and return is unusual. eartips rolled out like rapid-fire cannons. Except for the first blow, he was full of hands by desperately avoiding it. I am surprised that this is still only flushing.

"What's up? Is this what this is??

Relax! You can't beat me no matter how much I scratch on the ground. In addition to that, I can only assume that it's moving in advance of our movement somehow. If so, it would be jilli poor in a mould-like move.

Then you can jump over the diagonal of the prediction.

After taking a distance with Don in the backstep, add "Air Propulsion" "Air Thruster" and get close at once.

"From the front. Wouldn't that be too much honesty?

Spray the "Air Propulsion" "Air Thruster" with a technique that currently kicks in the air. Turning at right angles, I changed my orbit further and swung the Moon Cat down directly next to Temro.

Kid.

Metal bumps echo within a quiet training area. The first time they used Javelin to take my knife. Apparently it is metal to the pattern. How dare you impress me with all that swinging stuff. Is it a lightweight or something magical? There is no indication that the blade will penetrate.

"Ha, funny. Combine magic and body surgery? Really fight in an unusual way. Shall we take this one a little more seriously?"

Mr. Temro with the Morningstar attached to his hips on his left hand. Yes, my slaughter is stopped by one right hand. Something tells me so more than that. We should distance ourselves once.

Then the javelin rolls out just as it did earlier when I want to go backwards and out. Calm down and avoid your body. Now it's time to fight back!?

Gosung

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I can't breathe. There's an iron ball in my stomach. It's full protection.

Use the knife pattern to bounce off the iron sphere and inhale the air. Ouch, you're definitely cracking up a couple of Avalas. Activate the high heel and try treatment in a hurry.

Yet iron balls flew from Javelin with little time lag. Although it now fits into a mace-like shape until earlier. Guess that half-baked stance is to make it hard to tell where Morningstar came from.

But that's hard. Unlike cuts and abrasions, blunt instrument damage accumulates in the body. I don't think there's a blade spill, and I don't think there's a weapon better suited for a protracted war.

Somehow that Morningstar is something like a Moon Cat called a magic tool, a magic prop. The distance between the chains is absurd from earlier. I don't know where it's coming from.

"If it's that feeling, I think I'm definitely doing Avara, but the movement hasn't changed? Apparently you're fighting with heels or something. I've never heard of heels that connect to bones, but aren't they?

I wonder what it is. I wonder if it's getting fun gradually. Mr. Temro talks to me with a smile. You have plenty of room. I don't know. I haven't been able to fight back.

I haven't been able to get anywhere near Temro since he used Morningstar. Sometimes the range of the Morningstar itself can't be measured, but it can't even be made good by a straight line javelin and a curved Morningstar.

Even if you have been so flirted with, you are in good hands. I really wanted to do something with only physical surgery and high-speed manoeuvre magic, but I didn't know there was such a difference in strength.

I'm sorry if I have to surprise you.

If you can't get close enough, you can bottle him from out of range. The barrage is power.

"Air Thruster" as well as "Air Floating" air hover "starts to move to slip. Aim at your feet. If I aim for my upper body, I'll hit the gallery if I take it off.

"Icebomb" Isicle Blitz "!

Shoot horizontally in a row as you slip across. Gaga, gaga, gaga, and ice bullets were fired at Temro.

"Mm, have you changed the way you fight? Apparently, I'm starting to get serious."

Temro shows still room while cleverly striking down only what is likely to hit his body with javelin.

"Magic power and speed of activation are commendable, but the attack is too monotonous."

I know that too. That's why we do this.

Gogogogon

The stone walls rise from all sides of Mr. Temro at once. Mr. Temro, who was held back by about two e-mails of stone walls, should be unable to move. This brings us closer at once...... YES!?

Gogagogagon

The stone walls, which should have been created with all the magic, are brittle and crumbling away. You're lying!? Even my master couldn't destroy it with a single blow.

If you look closely, it appears to be disassembled from the area touching the tip of the Morningstar's thickening. How versatile Morningstar!

"The current one was good but still has sweet magic tricks and composition. So I just got lightly unraveled by this' meteor 'and scattered with magic vegetables"