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Botral is the capital of a kingdom! The streets are bustling with all kinds of wooden and stone buildings of different styles, and even the two houses separated by each other are very different in style! Some of them are more ordinary European buildings, with gray and white walls and red eaves, and the walls are made of rocks of different sizes and shapes, and it is amazing that these stones are tightly held together by something like rubber! In addition to these ordinary buildings, some houses look low and low and look like big mushrooms! Some houses are just a whole huge rock, which looks more like an upside-down bowl! and some are simply a large tree hollowed out in the middle, which is still alive, and the dense foliage casts a large shadow around it!

The wide street is bustling and noisy, the small traders on both sides of the road are shouting and greeting passers-by, selling their goods hard, and there are square cloths of various colors on the ground, listing all kinds of small commodities, none of those things Feng Kan can see their purpose from the outside!

The huge procession attracted the sideways of pedestrians on the road, especially the iron sheet and the old otaku, which attracted countless eyeballs, and many people stopped and looked at this strange team of people......

"......" Feng Kan sat on horseback, twisting his body very uncomfortably.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" Kenjiro noticed the old otaku's abnormality.

“............ No, it's just those enthusiastic glances that make me uncomfortable!"

"If you care about other people's eyes, maybe you should add a jacket and cover your face better!"

"Is it like this?" the old otaku didn't know where to pull out a white tubular robe and put it on his body, the white robe had no collar, only a hood that exposed two eyes in a conical shape and rose high above his head............

"............" Kenjiro.

"............" five small strong.

"............" Sandro.

"............" Smanda.

"............" Kaorra.

――――The Birth of the Otherworldly Version III/K-Gang Members............

The crowd sweated wildly......

“...... That said, it seems to be more noticeable!" The old otaku looked around and realized that something was wrong.

"There doesn't seem to be a public announcement of a public execution today, how can there be an executioner walking on the street?"

"Shhhhh

"I think it must be an important person captured from the enemy's country!--don't you see so many regular troops escorting you?"

“............ I'm the sun!, this is the opposite effect at all!" Lao Feng cried and laughed and ripped off his white robe!

“...... I think you should revise your aesthetic ......."

“...... Wouldn't it be better to make a hole in the mouth as well?" Seiya.

"That doesn't make a difference at all, right? I think we should flatten that spiky hood!"

“...... Then it's a round neck—the headgear won't work at all!"

"I think it would be more appropriate to wear a safety hood!"

"Who are you and I?Lelouch or 556?" said Sparta, the old otaku, "I love watching other people cosplay, but I don't want to cosplay myself!" Understand?" (Note: Lelouch from "Lelouch the Rebellious", 556 from "Frog Army": Cosmic Detective 556)

“...... Master, what are you looking for?" asked the old otaku curiously as he looked at the rummaging around as he jumped into the car and invaded his territory.

"Blindfold!

“...... I see, Mr. Akhan is going to make a helmet like our original holy clothes!" Seiya said in a clever light.

"It's Char! Char! I don't know, don't talk nonsense."

“...... Who's that?"

“............ This is the generation gap~~~" Blinking, the old otaku moaned weakly.

"Master, don't you play CosPlay?"

"These are two concepts, okay?"

“...... I don't think any of these things make any difference in essence!"

"That will only make it seem weirder!"

"Why don't you change your clothes?"

"yes, yes, I just saw a lot of places selling clothes!" Seiya.

"I also admit that this is a good idea!, but dear little powerhouses," the old otaku stopped moving, and turned his head with a sly smile, "Can you please sue me, which of you has money~~~?"

".................." small strong.

These guys never bring any money, because you don't have anywhere to spend it in the Tomb Forest! Besides, they don't have the currency of this world! The fancy paper money has no value here!

"This is really our negligence!" Smanda leaned forward with a look of shame on her face, "...... For so long, we didn't even think to prepare a few sets of suitable clothes for you!"

The old man, they have spent some time with the old otaku in the Tomb Forest, and they have long been accustomed to their dress! Even when they went outside, they didn't realize how special they were......

"In my opinion, it's not a big deal! You guys look good in this outfit too! And it's easy to move around, and it won't be cumbersome in battle! It's faster to put on armor! I'm wondering if I want to promote this outfit in our Paladin!" Kaora commented affirmatively on the five little strong, their simple and bright white suits.

St. Austin's clothes are not very draggy, but they are also very wide, and the hems of the common people's clothes are tucked into the trousers, and a large section will be folded and piled up around the waist! The women's clothes are mostly skirts, but the wide skirts also make their movements look not so convenient! The orcs on the street are much more direct, most of them are shorts and small vests!

Only occasionally there are a few people who look better, but the layers of luxurious clothes look so bloated even if they are smooth......

(These guys............ Don't they feel hot?)

"Oh~~~~ The holy and beautiful flower of Bodal! The most dazzling jewel of my life~~~ You are finally back! Thank you to the Most High God for sending you to me and casting a glimpse of the bright dawn in my dim life! You are the miracle of my soul! You are the most precious treasure in my life! You are my ............" A pretentious voice suddenly came from a junction where the procession passed, and when she heard this shrill voice, Ke Keli's delicate little brow immediately frowned......

As soon as the old otaku heard this exaggerated tone, his stomach began to churn, and when he saw the person who made this frivolous sound, he almost vomited......

A strangely dressed guy with a strong and greasy scent suddenly broke into the team, strangely Sandro They seemed to know this reckless fellow, and reluctantly but reluctantly but reluctantly got out of the way......

“...... Is this guy a peacock?" The colorful and shiny ornaments on that guy made the old otaku look straight, and what was particularly exaggerated was that there were a few feathers on the body of a bird that he didn't know what kind of bird was erected behind him, and the colorful feathers were fanned out in a row behind him, like a peacock with the screen open!

“...... I thought he had just been doused with a bucket of oil on his head!" Seiya muttered quietly, the guy's head was smeared with something, and it was shiny! The hair had a strange feeling that formed a look like the wig that the Western ** judge still wears......

“...... It should have been fished out of the oil tank!" "Yihui seems to have discovered the fun of poisonous tongues, and the guy's face is also covered with a layer of oil, and if you touch it, you can get a hand of oil......

"Hmm~~~" Anisha groaned and covered her nose and lay in the car......

"Anishia, what's wrong with you?"

"Smoked ...... Smoke me to death......" Anisha rolled her eyes and groaned with difficulty, her sense of smell was many times more sensitive than that of a human, and there was more than one scent on that guy's body, and all kinds of smells mixed with the smell of sweat on his body......

Anisha felt like she was dying......

"Who is this guy?" asked Sandro as the old otaku looked at the flattering smiling face and kept flattering Cocori, who reluctantly stepped out of the car and forced a laugh.

“...... Hanmis, the prince of the kingdom of Conral!A piece of garbage that doesn't know how many pounds and taels he has!A fly that only knows how to buzz all day long!" Sandro whispered in disdain for the fellow.

"I heard him mention that supreme god, is he from the human realm?" The old otaku was very surprised! A prince dared to appear so arrogantly in the king of the enemy country!

"What the Kingdom of Conral! a small territory less than a hundred years old, a puppet of the Duchy of Volcan! an outbreak that made its fortune from smuggling and slave trade!"

"This guy has been pestering Her Highness since three years ago! it's even more disgusting than the Dorkon Scavengers!" another guard muttered indignantly.

"Then why don't you stop him?" Old Feng was even more strange.

"............" Sandro, they looked at each other with a look of embarrassment.

"A large part of the guiding machinery used in our country is obtained through the channel of the kingdom of Guò Konlar, so ......," Smanda explained in a low voice.

"Tsk, since this guy is so annoying, shall I get rid of him for you?"

“...... If we can ignore the influence of the Kingdom of Konral on our country, we will definitely not let this impudent fellow step into the land of St. Austin!" the old man said with an indignant face and a firm tone, but there was a sly glint in his eyes......

"I said~~ Lord Earl! If you want to learn our mechanical skills, just say it! You are not tired of beating around the bush?" The old otaku rolled his eyes, "But say it in advance! You have to take care of our food and shelter! And you can't learn it in vain! You know what I mean!"

Without waiting for Smanda to answer, Feng Kan leaned in with a smile.

The old otaku didn't want to come out on his own, but when he saw the pitiful appearance of the beast-eared little Lori princess, he felt a little worried, and he couldn't help it......

"That...... His Royal Highness Prince Hamis ......" The old otaku grinned and whispered to the two of them, and Cocori's eyes lit up immediately when she saw him coming, "...... You see~~ Her Royal Highness Princess Kekeli has just returned to the royal capital now, is it better to let Her Royal Highness go back to the palace to rest and rest first?

"Bold!" Hearing the old otaku's words, the prince of Hamis suddenly glared! His jaw was tilted to the sky, and he swept him with disdain from the corner of his eye, "A mere pariah, how dare you intervene here! Don't you see that Prince Ben and your princess are having a good time? There is no education! Get out of here!"

"Hah~~?" Seeing Prince Hanmis's arrogant and domineering attitude, everyone, including Cocoli, was stupid......

(If all the princes of the human kingdom are so virtuous, I guess St. Austin has nothing to fear, right?)

Smanda frowned, and just wanted to step forward, this guy who claimed to be the prince actually made an even more idiotic move!

"Don't you get out of here, Deka!!Teach this pariahs how to deal with a noble prince!" he said, regardless of the reaction of the others, and turned his head as if no one else was around, and continued to pester Cocory with a flattering smile.

"......" The guard known as Deka stepped forward, a giant man more than two meters tall, looking at the old otaku in front of him with a disdainful look like his master, who was two heads shorter than him.

"Wow~~~It's so high~~~" The old otaku exaggeratedly put his hands on the pergola and looked up at the guy in front of him.

The giant man called Deka smiled proudly at the old otaku's reaction, and his head was tilted higher! But the old otaku's next sentence almost tilted his nose......

"Such a tall guy must have been very imposing when he fell!"

Prince Hanmis's entourage was accustomed to following their master's arrogance, when had they ever been so sneered, and immediately stared at him, took a step forward, and waved the fist that was half the size of the old otaku's head, and hit the old otaku in the face.

Deka didn't draw his sword, but he wore thick metal gloves on his hands! The heavy, hard metal combined with his strength could have smashed a large steel plate lightly! He often did this......

Facing the fist mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, Lao Feng smiled, smiled brightly, and took a step forward like Deka, and threw a punch at Deka's fist - Lao Feng still had the black leather tactical fighting gloves on his hands......

Anyone who has ever played martial arts knows that how hard a person's fist is depends entirely on how strong his grip is!

The grip strength of the old otaku is now calculated in "tons......

"Bang~~~"

"Whew~~~"

"Boom~~~"

The two huge forces collided in mid-air, and the violent impact caused a visible impact between their fists! The old otaku stood firmly in place, and he stepped on two deep pits on the brick and stone ground! And the Deca flew backwards without any suspense, like a rag doll abandoned by a naughty boy, flying through the crowd and knocking a hole in the wall of a house, and the whole person lay in the house, only two calves hung weakly on the broken wall......

"............" The oil on Prince Hanmis's face is dripping, no! It should be sweat!~~~ It's all oily anyway......

Just now, when Deca flew out, he passed right over his head, and the heel protrusion of the hard boot made a deep "Mariana Trench" above his oily head!

The other guards drew their weapons when they saw this, but just as they tried to rush up, they found that their steps were out of their control!

Binghe looked at them coldly.

"Do you think these guys have poop in their heads?" said the old otaku with a grin, turning back and teasing.

"......" Sandro twisted his face hard, with an expression that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Then, Feng Kan turned around and walked towards Prince Hanmis, a copycat version of the peacock, with a smile on his face......

The "............" copycat version of the peacock was speechless, his face was red, then turned blue, and finally turned pale......

"If you tell me to get out, I'll get out?" the old otaku grinned and approached the copycat peacock, and lit a cigar with his hand, the strong cigarette smoke made the muscles of the copycat peacock's face twitch constantly, but he didn't dare to twist his head away, he was afraid that the fist would fall on his head!

“...... How old are you?"

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