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Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World 479

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World 479

Chapter 479 – Traces and Records (10)

The more you appeal to authority, the less it seems.

Even if Gansonmei of the Three Kingdoms listed his position and ability one hundred days later, a bearded man holding a white wooseon comes out and says, “I am Zhuge Liang,” And their rhetoric is completely buried.

It is said that Gan Son-mi was also a person with extraordinary abilities objectively, but the effect is insignificant even if she speaks softly in a state where she has already lost her dignity. A really good person doesn’t have to be proud.

In that sense, the fact that Mr. George says only his name abruptly means, ‘You don’t know me? You know?”

The problem is that this human name value is a bit too damn high to say ‘Who are you?

“Oh, this is my first time meeting you, and you must have been in trouble for being friendly.”

The eldest son of the Britannia royal family smiled naturally. I laughed humbly.

“Don’t talk like that. When can a mere commoner sit in such a glorious seat?”

“Hey, don’t be humble. If a warrior like you calls himself a mere commoner, the knights in charge of national defense will have no idea what to do.”

“Isn’t a loyal knight more noble than an outstanding savage? Since His Majesty’s benevolence extends throughout the country, it must be thanks to him that the people can sleep comfortably at night.”

I calmly chatter in place of Tirsi, who has become a smiling ice statue.

Look at how strong our mage is. I wonder if it was like this when I was captured by Diavolo before.

‘The king’s eldest son. Eldest son Let’s not be nervous, Nord.’

I was conscious of my neat demeanor as I comforted myself. Once the back is straight, the middle will go.

‘For a moment. Did a man worthy of a prince come alone?’

It can’t be. There is a subtle presence somewhere outside the door.

It was an excellent stealth technique that I would have thought was an illusion before I realized the aura.

‘Indeed. Even a small country can assign at least one mithril class to a prince.’

According to Norse exchange rate laws, a master class is roughly the size of an aircraft carrier.

Therefore, there are many countries where master class masters are not in government positions. Even in the 21st century, there are many countries without aircraft carriers.

‘Compared to that, the Mithril class is roughly the state-of-the-art fighter?’

If you care about national defense, you can get enough.

Mithril classes, unlike fighters, can be obtained with money and power.

‘It’s good enough for the royal family to have an escort similar to mine.’

But to put it the other way around, a master of the mithril class or higher with a fighter as an individual has a certain position in another world. It’s a crazy presence that you won’t see even in a third country.

Is it about a warlord or a one-man army in a dictatorship?

I’ve come a long way too. You did a good job bluffing.

‘Tsubeol. It’s true that I’m scared, but it’s about time for me to take care of the powerful.’

I, Kang Buk-ho, is a man who talks short to a magical goddess, takes the cursed goddess as her wife and pet, and pampers her pussy.

There is no reason to be afraid of the prince of a feudal island country that is in the process of getting rid of the mask of a developing country.

In another world, being the eldest son does not necessarily mean heir to the throne. Isn’t the rule of the inland from Germania close to a matrilineal society? In Britannia, men and women are almost equal in terms of succession rights.

As far as I know, there is a first princess in the upper hand of this prince.

As long as you don’t lose tension, it’s enough to be polite.

“This is true, you are more humble than what you hear from rumors, right? My older sister should follow suit.”

Said Prince George, who was making fun of himself like the newspaper delivery man next door.

“By the way… I’m sorry to ask, but how did your arms do that?”

“Oh, no big deal. I was hurt because I made a mistake for a while, but that’s how all adventurers live on the blood. Although I shed a little more than others because I lacked in skills.”

Even as I answered that, I hit the back drum with a sense of incongruity.

‘… Come to think of it, why don’t the other two ask about my arm?’

Didn’t Cromwell and Hotulusil treat me naturally as if I had been a one-armed ninja from the start?

Well, it’s a well-known fact that Tyrsi and I are close friends, so you might have heard that I became a one-armed person through her report.

But even Hotulusil wasn’t surprised that I forgot her arm.

In other words, wouldn’t Hotulusil mean that she received the report in one or two days?

‘Hmm. She seems to have been looking for my whereabouts from the beginning.’

So, as soon as Tyrsi’s written report came, they found out that I had an arm disorder.

I put on an outwardly normal face and beat the abacus.

You’ve been looking for news about me through Tyrsi?

Would that be more than the meaning that I have business?

And if the reason you suddenly found me is——

‘It’s obvious. It must be because of the prince.’

The prince’s visit, and the fact that I, an outsider, was called separately as soon as I stopped by the guild.

It is more speculative to think that these two are unrelated.

Then the key is why the prince found me… Fucking like that is not an elite forager, but even if you bring a macho grandfather, you won’t know.

I might be able to shake off the yaburi and dig up clues, but I don’t see the need to take that kind of a risk.

“Then! What the hell happened!”

“Haha. It’s not at the level of a saga, but if the prince is curious, I can’t leave it out.”

30 minutes of talking about this and that while shaking off the yaburi.

While witnessing the amazing happening that Hotulusil was coming by car, Prince George said as if he had heard roughly the news.

“I also received an urgent report not to go up to the north from the capital, but I didn’t expect that to happen…”

“The situation is in the final stage. There is something really admirable about the vitality and tenacity of the northerners. It’s just that considering the prince’s safety, a visit would be dangerous.”

It is at this time. I opened my mouth and poked at the core.

“Have you ever visited the North?”

“No. When I go out on official duties like this, I often enjoy going out and going back, so it’s like Obama telling me to be sensible. It is correct that we found Sargadis this time.”

Prince George laughed like a human being as if he was trying to solve a bad joke when his father, who was a merchant in the world, found out that he had been drinking when he was young.

Then he cleared his face and said.

“There are so many big and small commotions around the world these days. To name just a few of the big ones, the Explosion in the Ghost City in Germania, the Poison Dye Case in Nidavellir, and the Treason of an Honorary Aristocrat in Romania… It is a shocking event that happens only once in 10 years.”

I tensed my chin and eyelids as I listened to each incident listed. It means that you took care of your facial expression.

And! Curiously enough, events aren’t that unfamiliar!

For some reason, I feel more familiar with the rumors that the prince releases than the prince himself.

Oh shit I don’t know Nord is an archaeologist. It doesn’t matter what happens in other countries. Evie the ominous. Hiss hiss.

I should stop by the house and sprinkle salt outside the door. It’s clear what’s really wrong with me. Something like a demon or a reaper.

‘No, fuck. Come to think of it, isn’t Odin also a type of death?’

I didn’t even get a Death Note, but I was possessed by a god of death. How can I be unfair and take a picture of a graduate student in another world?

“I came to congratulate the lord of Sargadis who greatly suppressed the damage from ‘S attack in this age of chaos. Haha. Even though I worked hard to coordinate my schedule, I finally found some time.”

Anyway, fortunately, the red pepper powder topping corongtang was not prepared for me, so Prince George did not feel suspicious of us.

‘Phew.’

I was relieved and developed a high poker face that didn’t show it. I thought I was fucking behind.

No, I thought I was barely at the level of lowering my head against the nobles, but suddenly the royal family popped out and gently lifted my private parts and fell down. Is this country? I won’t do this even if I have bad intentions.

I felt exactly like this when I grabbed the champion in Pookieman and went to a user match and the earthen pot exploded. The saying that people should bow their heads as they mature comes to life.

But there were too many seeds to complain about.

If the tail is long, it gets caught. It’s my fault for installing it, it’s my fault.

“Uh… Then, the prince has already finished his official duties and what remains is to die?”

If that’s not the case, why would I be blabbering like this here?

However, when I asked, Prince George laughed in embarrassment.

“Nope. In fact, we haven’t even started yet.”

“… Did you not hear me?”

“The official visit date is still some time away. Today, just me and the escort sneaked out and ended up here! Haha!”

I looked at Hotulusil. It was eye contact, meaning that I understood it correctly. Hotulusil replied with the correct answer with her eyes.

Really fuck? Is this real? Aaaaa!! He’s crazy!! Here is the mad prince!!

I closed my eyes tightly feeling like I was going crazy.

‘You fucking crazy bastard. Why is the blacksmith guild in full operation!’

The situation made sense. The puzzle fits perfectly.

It’s a prince’s visit. It is at the level of sending a letter from the president to the company in the village that caught the spy, saying that he is dropping the army chief of staff.

Of course, Sargadis would be flipped in regimental units, drilling through sewers, sweeping leaves, repairing weapons, and doing all the fucking shit.

‘Even for the ceremony to welcome the prince, the guards’ armor and weapons will have to be completely refurbished! That’s why I have no choice but to be busy!’

So, the blacksmith guild has been working since the beginning of spring, calling all private contractors!

It was understandable that Mr. Clara, a master of metal, had emptied the store. Seriously, there must be 1 or 2 old spears in the guards in this village?

However, the prince is secretly in the city alone, so to put it in an analogy, the chief of staff secretly breaks through the checkpoint and is at the level of sipping coffee brewed by a soldier on duty in the office. The country goes crazy

‘Fuck, if I were Lord Hennesses, I’d drink rotten milk and break the orange bottle.’

This guy really isn’t crazy.

Paris baguette pure milk cake also has a milk content of 20%. Britannia’s future is bleak.

“That, that, that, that’s right. It seems that he had urgent business.”

I trembled. I couldn’t imagine why this crazy bastard came to see me after chewing the order of events.

“Yes. Actually, Nord, I came to see you!”

And George laughed cheerfully whether he did it or not.

You wanted to see me? Shit I’m not like that? Unrequited love has a high probability of failure, so why don’t you go back to the royal castle and enjoy George’s orphanage?

“… Me, why?”

“Aren’t you a master-level warrior famous for being a warlock hunter in Britannia! It’s because I like that kind of saga. There have been many times when I have been scolded for calling a minstrel to the palace! Haha!”

Prince George laughs as he slaps himself to his knees.

Fuck Hotulusil. Don’t sit still and have a cup of tea. Take care of this madman. You guys know each other, fuck.

If you don’t know me, does that mean you sold me out because you didn’t want to be bothered? How many kaiser phoenixes are you going to release on this seafarm farmland? Now, there is room to sublimate the nostalgia of our hometown into the art of Jwibulnori.

“By the way, when I think about it, it doesn’t make sense that someone who has made great contributions to the national defense duty is not getting any reward! This George Granada Ernest Britannia! I have an offer!”

What the fuck again I swallowed at the goosebumps of Prince George’s eloquence.

If the boss is strangely kind in a place where you have left a high-paying part-time job, don’t you start suspecting it? I don’t think it will sound good.

Sure enough, Prince George threw a rope around my neck like a cowboy.

“There is an elixir held by the royal family! Please visit the royal capital! I will help heal Nord’s arm in my name!”

“… Are you talking about the royal capital?”

At those words, I fully activated the happiness circuit and the despair circuit. It is the infinite master of happiness and despair. I will become a witch like this, witch.

‘If you follow it, it is a totem for enhancing national prestige. Otherwise, a meat shield.’

That was the conclusion.

In the former case, ‘Only our country has prevented the black magician terrorism! It is a propaganda item that says, “We can control the damage of warlocks!”

If you don’t do it, you might be thrown out of the ranking ceremony for something like a strange position and become even more famous than you are now.

Then now, low-level warlocks don’t come because they’re afraid of their name, and only the big players who are difficult to deal with are rushing at them, saying, ‘Are you so good at fighting?’

It must be a righteous and rewarding job, but I am a professor slayer. Never a warlock slayer.

‘In the first place, I don’t even know why the fuck I’m called a warlock hunter!’

What kind of bastard are you for spreading rumors? If caught, kill.

And at least that’s the circuit of hope.

If you turn the despair circuit, you might throw me away after using me as a human shield, Yellow Temperance, in this bloody time. It is a different world version of the disposable Neg Son, the passive of the proud Patriot Army.

“This is a very grateful proposal, but… Actually, it is because of the relationship I met in Romania this time.”

I stopped thinking for a moment and said in trouble.

“When I contacted him after losing his arm, he said he would somehow find and send an elixir that hadn’t been sold recently, but it’s impossible to get the prince’s favor. My heart is enough, so please take my offer away.”

Of course gourd I sent a letter, but I haven’t received a reply yet.

‘But what would I do if Ji noticed that it was a ball?’

Selena and the elder Cornelius are sorry to cut off ties with me, so you’ll agree with me, right?

I roughly understood Prince George.

‘A Berserker who lacks wisdom and stats.’

He is a true asshole who runs amok under the pretext of madness. At the same time, his actions subtly reveal a hint of intelligence.

In a situation where he did not know whether its essence was good or evil, he could not accept this bastard’s offer.

“Hmm… Is that so? Unfortunately, I cannot force myself to recommend it. If there is anything I can help with, please feel free to contact me.”

Haha. Of course.”

Don’t fuck I don’t know if I’ll be overcharged or not, but I’m crazy and lend your hand.

Look at me stabbing a persimmon I can’t eat, watch me pull myself out right away because I’m smiling and having a straight face. His political stats are around 90.

Weaving, you fucking bastard. Is he the owner of knowledge and color?

“Are you finished talking?”

Then Hotulusil, who until then had only been hydrating in the southern mode, opened her mouth and said: Prince George smiled brightly.

“Yeah! I’ve heard Norse saga too, so there’s no time!”

“I’m glad if that’s the case. Cromwell. I’m going to talk with the prince some more, so please see the Norse party off.”

“Yes.”

The work is finished in an instant. Something smells.

But there is also a sense of incongruity. Are you sure this is the end?

‘… Maybe there’s something I don’t know about.’

It just wasn’t a bad look. If it was a trap, it could have been dug more cleverly.

It is a level that can be dealt with improvisedly for just one day.

As I said before, it is a contact of the degree of ‘trying to stab a persimmon you can’t eat’. I don’t think he really came all the way here to see me.

‘… Fuck. It doesn’t matter what It’s not once or twice that I almost got fucked. Let’s live while saving a little.’

A little question remains, but isn’t it possible for a person to live while quenching all curiosity?

It is said that curiosity kills the cat.

As a cat-daddy, I can’t be a cat slayer. I want to finish today without getting caught up in strange things.

So I was called into Cromwell’s office and sat down.

It’s not even my house, so I don’t feel safe.

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World

이세계 척척석사 노루
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
After three years of living as a graduate student in a different world, my advisor carried my graduation thesis. [Another World], [Harem], [Druid]

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