Mr. Nobu's Otherworld Chronicles

And the faces gathering at the Knights' Practitioner's Ground.

The NOUKINs are very excited about the battle that is about to begin.

People who know my name are looking at me like they know how to fight.

The dukes and masters who had taught the hand tags beforehand were turning something similar to very warm sympathy towards the relative ones.

In front of me, there are only thirty of the fierce (wretched sacrifices) of each nobleman chosen while I say goodbye. I guess they're all cheap warriors and warlords. It's equipped with a very good weapon.

One of them shocked me and called out.

"Are you going to deal with us alone?

No way, you wouldn't do anything stupid like that, would you? That doesn't make any sense.

"No, if I did it, you'd end up with a magic shot. I was wondering if that would be a little insufficient to prove that I don't need a gesture. So I'm going to ask you to fight this."

Dozn! Dozn! Dozn!

I made three golems out of dimensional storage!

First, Mr. Samsom from Macho Golem. I am posing and emphasizing whether this is still the case with a metal body that glows blacker. His concept, with a black monochrome but brilliant smile and purple bikini pants as a one point, was' harassment from sight first '. If you get attacked like this, you'll hate it in your heart. If I were you, I'd blow it all at once.

Followed by Asura from Asura Golem. This is Nice Guy with a sword in his six arms and looking over the battlefield with a three-faced face. We've created a multifaceted battle. I'm a militant. In addition to the sword, there is also a wealth of martial arts using six arms. I think I'll beat the guy I threw away extremely hard in the air. My Yakusha, you've tried so many times, it was a payback.

Finally, the battlefield of the samurai golem, no double free cutlets. I'm a giant warrior modeled after that guy who never sustained one wound on the battlefield. Like a samurai, it is well made with deer horn decorations and armor. I have a two-handed spear marked Dragonfly Two in its hand, and the wind-cut tip is a contract to give a speed that is not even noticeable.

It's all the golems of the giants over two meters! The moment I saw them, the delegates' faces blued at once.

"Sa! Don't hesitate to put them all together from anywhere!!

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It is the moment when the hearts of the delegates are united. I've only been carefully selected and I seem to have understood exactly what the golem in front of me is made of. Yes, these poured in the demon steel I made out of my hands. It is an outrageous substitute formed of demonic steel all over its body.

The stronger the material, the more dangerous the golem becomes. The Golem of Magic Steel has not even been confirmed by the Adventurer Guild, but even if it is quoted less, it is definitely better than the Iron Golem and is about equal to or slightly inferior to the Mithrill Golem.

By the way, they put together about three B-rank adventurer parties to deal with the whole Miss Lil 'Golem thing and it's a big commotion. That's what the three of them deal with at the same time. I can't even work with you. I can't do anything about it anymore. There will be problems. It's just that our guys were running mock wars against these three.

I don't irresponsibly incite people around me because they understand it.

"Here, Stacey! As a representative of my Baron's family, beat the crap out of him! It's just a mess!

No, some of them didn't seem to understand. You really can't read the air, Baron Kamasein.

The old man, called Stacey, seems to be full of despair without even being able to hide his face: 'Give me a break'. I was looking at sympathy without thinking of any other faces.

"Yes, stay!

Stacey rushes into a half-throat.

It was Mr. Samsom who came a long way forward as if to respond to that. intercepts Stacey (poor lamb), who raises her hands and pierces her.

"Bye!

It is quite a sword muscle simply because it is chosen as a representative by the boulders. But I'm only a little bit inferior to Kyle.

Paaaaaaaaaaa!

Only then did Mr. Samsom's shaken left hand cause his sword to be broken from the roots. As soon as I get a flashy face, I change my mind and change my mind. Oh, is this our destiny?

"Even if the sword is broken, I have a one-child Stacey jujitsu! Chi hey!"

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The temper was empty and his hands just slipped through a metal body. That's right. If you're going to throw a full-body metal Mr. Samsom, you're going to have to grab his head or limbs... but whatever you think, you're over weight! It's not weighed, but it's a hell of a weight, they are.

To Stacey, who will not give up, he says, 'Its intentions and good!' All I'm saying is, Mr. Samsom, it rises a lot. If I thought my metal muscles pumped up and thrived around, I was smashing tackles from the super low sky. Combined with gutter, Stacey is half-hearted without a single movement. The body grabbed up was pushed down to the ground and cleverly pinched the other leg with a metal foot before falling backwards with both hands.

"Ahhhhhhhh"

Stacey's body is hoisted and gizzarded. But how do you know Mr. Samsom has a Romero special? All I'm giving you is an order to hold him down so he doesn't get hurt, okay?

Surprisingly, if I were looking at Mr. Samsom, I would uplift the muscles that dwell in him to claim themselves. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Is that gold meat? It seems hard and expensive. It has become a substitute that I do not really understand.

Oh, at some point Stacey is bubbling and fainting if I'm fuzzy with things. Stop, Mr. Samsom, it's a doctor stop. Stacey, you did your best! If you get fired, come to my house. You don't sleep well.

In the end, it went hand in hand with undefeated without even being able to combine it, except for Stacey. The people, including Baron Kamasein, will only marginally lose their say.

Though I was shivering at the stone pillar slaughter of Tadakatsu-kun, which I went to for fun because it didn't move in the middle of Ninglo. Maybe a little too much. That's why my detachment was decided to collapse. There is also a large part of the compromise that the Duke will take care of the others.

So, I was approached by the person I was looking for the day, but yeah, Shania was waiting there in full gear with a full grin. By the way, Gramada's voicemail is Eto. Doesn't he work in government by now? Even though the Duke was preparing for the bottom, territorial management looks like a tough one. There is also a slight amount of anxiety about security, as there are only minimal knights and guards left to defend. Yeah, well, Kyle and Mr. Lewis also remain in Gramada.

The peace of Gramada has been entrusted to you!

After that, Björn is going to come in and start a hero. One pair of pants and Kyle with a ray gun stares at me waiting for someone to go and wave 'hi'... hold on tight so there's no such thing as this. I gave him a weapon shield that removed a lot of his weight instead of his broken gear.

The three daughters, the elf parents and children, Lecco, Sarah, the quail and the delightful Umineko, the Sun and the unpleasant Melon squad, and the other employees who remained in the Japanese-style shop. All of the beautiful beasts who were heartbroken were also made to be good by such a man. From the anger they began to learn combat techniques and now they are quite usable, and they turned to our food procurement squad and defense as they were. He seems to have a high sense of combat just because he is the original Beast Man. Oh, the two Chestnuts aren't fit for battle, and they were a little anthropophobic, so it's like being in charge of formulations in the back. It would be better because it was very difficult to deal with because it was something that shook up with Bikun just because a man approached me, but calmed me down enough to talk a little further away.

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Our troops will march north from there when they march with us all the way to Zedan Prison. The main unit heads straight to the King's Capital in the northeast. I just want to let you go and rendezvous, but when I'm talking about the Duke, I don't think so either.

There are two reasons I really want to hold it down.

Firstly, because there is a competent civilian, a martial officer, imprisoned there for reasons such as because the prime minister wants smoke, besides a proper sinner. He wants to persuade me to join him after liberation if he can.

And one more thing. This is top secret, but the underground facility at Zedan Prison has a huge summoner squad. The Summoning Demon Square of the Brave was in the Royal Castle, but they linked it here and sent magic through the pulse of the earth? Its source of magic is inmates. As far as the Duke knows, many of the Beasts have been breathless in the Giant Demon Square.

If you leave something like that alone, it's not something you know when or what to call for, so you're ordered to secure or destroy it quickly. As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to destroy it immediately. I have no regrets about what I got here because it's huge for me, but not everyone who gets kidnapped from there does. At least I think I'll only pick those sprouts within my reach.

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Although.

I was stuck in my cheek when I was lost. Turn around and there's Shania poking at me a little dissapointed.

"Wouldn't it be terrible to say I couldn't do it to Father in the corner and volunteered to go for it, but that's why I'm late for thought? I think it's okay to have a little more rejoicing or surprise or reactions."

You were on a horse, weren't you? Did you leave it with your knight? What are you doing?

Nobles and knights are rocked on horseback, but adventurers and miscellaneous soldiers are on foot on boulders. The march speed will be slow to collapse, but I can't help it all. Until we split up, we'll be on foot. Regardless, although we thought of a separate means of mobility, we were supposed to act together until we were separated because we were the only ones who would get ahead of us and interfere with the operation. But when it comes to me personally, I jump around a lot.