Stranger's Handbook - WN Chapter 01-76
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1: Hello, New World
Chapter 2: All Alone
Chapter 3: Proof this is a Different World
Chapter 4: This World’s Structure
Chapter 5: Frontier Count’s Ambition
Chapter 6: The Decided Time Limit
Chapter 7: Marriage Partner
Chapter 8: Magic Master
Chapter 9: The First Encounter
Chapter 10: Young Lady’s Secret
Chapter 11: Quiet Talk – Dog Knight Al’s Shock
Chapter 12: Training Reward
Chapter 13: A Present for the Young Lady
Chapter 14: A New Family
Chapter 15: A Too Fast Reply
Chapter 16: Training with the Soldiers
Chapter 17: Something Called
Chapter 18: In Order to Never Make a Bento Again
Chapter 19: Exchange Diary
Chapter 20: A Man Beyond Expectations
Chapter 21: As Her Fiancé (First Part)
Chapter 22: As Her Fiancé (Latter Part)
Chapter 23: Cleaning Up after the Turmoil
Chapter 24: The Frontier Count’s Household’s Secret
Chapter 25: The Characters until Now ※Contains Spoilers ※
Chapter 26: Celebration Banquet
Chapter 27: Finding Excuses for the Suspicion of Infidelity
Chapter 28: Journey to the Imperial Capital
Chapter 29: The Adventurers’ Excuse
Chapter 30: The Bandits Showed Up
Chapter 31: Arrival
Chapter 32: The Exchange Diary Arrived
Chapter 33: Audience with His Majesty, the Emperor
Chapter 34: Secret Meeting with the Emperor
Chapter 35: Quiet Talk – The Unknown Soldiers
Chapter 36: The Emperor’s Decision
Chapter 37: Morning Sparring?
Chapter 38: A Secret Affair
Chapter 39: Sparring at the Training Ground
Chapter 40: Zest, the Mentor
Chapter 41: She Came!?
Chapter 42: Greetings to my Mother-in-law
Chapter 43: The Reason I Can’t Be Her Husband
Chapter 44: The Awakened Feelings
Chapter 45: Bea’s Smile
Chapter 46: Ears Covered in Blood
Chapter 47: The Man Who Aimed at my Fiancée
Chapter 48: Stupid Dog, Albert
Chapter 49: It Looked like Bed-Wetting, but it Wasn’t
Chapter 50: Who Did It?
Chapter 51: When There’s no Toilet Around, Do it in a Cup!
Chapter 52: A Title Bestowal Ceremony during which We Must Absolutely Not Laugh
Chapter 53: The Nightmare Weapon’s Revival
Chapter 54: If I Could Only Get Used to It……..
Chapter 55: A Stupid Noble
Chapter 56: Why Did It Turn Out Like This?
Chapter 57: Return to the Frontier Count’s Domain
Chapter 58: Preparations for the Wedding Ceremony
Chapter 59: The Wedding Ceremony
Chapter 60: First Book – Epilogue
Chapter 61: The Characters until Now ※Contains Spoilers ※
Chapter 62: A Messenger from the Neighboring Country
Chapter 63: Battle at the Border
Chapter 64: Meeting at the Fortress – The Secret of the Frontier Count’s Household
Chapter 65: A Fixed Fort
Chapter 66: Conclusion
Chapter 67: Reward for the Greatest War Merits
Chapter 68: A Short Return
Chapter 69: Quiet Talk – Media and Tasel
Chapter 70: To the Battlefield, Once Again
Chapter 71: Talks with the Rebel Army
Chapter 72: Role-sharing
Chapter 73: Blessed with a Moment of Peace
Chapter 74: A Dodge Ball-like Conversation
Chapter 75: Duke Zest’s Territory Change
Chapter 76: The Birth of a Cat-Eared Civil Official
Prologue
The Prologue is a little bit short and it doesn’t offer too many details, but that’s still enough to get a slight idea and make someone curious ;D
I used the same spacing as the author since that helps creating tension (my opinion).
I won’t say more, but enjoy! (^.^)/
Prologue
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“Hmm, something like this maybe?”
In a humble office, lacking in decorations, a man was leaning back in a large chair.
He was in his 30’s…no, he looked more like in his 20’s; the man with black eyes and black hair was gently rubbing his overused right hand, from all the writing he’s done.
When he casually looked out the window it was pitch-black and he realized he’s been concentrating for a long time.
‘Knock knock’ the sound of knocking at a door was heard.
There’s only one person who could pay him a visit at such a late hour in the night.
“Master, I brought you some tea.”
“Oh! Come in.”
“Yes, if you’ll excuse me!”
The person who opened the door and slowly entered the room was the maid who served this man.
She was preparing the tea while swinging her chestnut-colored ponytail, but her usual lovely face was sadly distorted.
“Master, aren’t you pushing yourself a little too much? Because lately, you’ve been awake until very late in the night writing, everyone feels concerned.”
“Ah! Tell everyone to stop worrying. I’m not overdoing it. But, thanks anyway.”
He slowly savors the black tea she prepared for him.
“I’m not overdoing it, but if I don’t finish writing this, dying wouldn’t make a good enough excuse. Hahaha”
She silently stared at her master who was drinking his black tea while smiling.
Her master, this man, was Zest, a first-rate royal mage of The Great Grun Empire that reigns over the entire continent.
He, who casted aside his Japanese name almost 100 years ago, was working on his final project.
“I’m afraid I’m not going to last much longer. I really must finish this final project no matter what. Because I made a promise, you know!?”
While saying this with a lonely smile, he picked up the quill pen once again.
The girl lowered her head softly and left the room so as not to disturb her master.
So as not to disturb her master’s last job.
So that her master could keep his promise.
She gently grabs the pendant at her chest.
“I’m sure he’s able to smile without a care in the world. But we must not forget! Our clan has a debt towards him that could never ever be paid. Even if the entire continent turns out to be his enemy, we must never betray this person!”
She returned to the antechamber clutching the pendant that was passed down to her, a woman of the clan who grew-up along with these words.
“Grandfather, if I want him to stop working on this final project does it count as betrayal? But even so I wish for this person to continue living…..”
The final project of a first-class royal mage of the Grun Empire, Zest’s final work…
It is a record of the battles and conflicts spanning over his 100 years.
It’s a job to conve
y a message to posterity, concluding a history of turbulence and agitation, the circumstances leading to The Empire taking over the entire continent.
He put together this “Stranger’s Handbook” so that when the time comes for other strangers to be summoned here from another world, they would be hopefully facing a little less hardships.
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Translation: Nana
Jack-of-‘almost’-all-trades: Mockii
Chapter 1: Hello, New World
Yooooshi! First chapter! All chapters have more or less about the same lenght as this one.
Eeeeto, maaa, have fun reading!
Chapter 1: Hello, New World
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When I came to my senses I was inside a dimly lit room.
I’m Kato Toshiaki, a middle-aged man, age 32.
I go to work as always and buy a coffee at a convenience store, as always.
As usual, I drive my car while smoking a cigarette.
As usual, I drink my coffee at the intersection with a long wait signal.
Right after that…..
What didn’t go as expected was…..
Suddenly, the ringing of an early earthquake warning was heard.
The shaking was so violent that I could feel it even from inside the car.
My surroundings were filled with the screams of people who jumped out of their cars.
“Whoa! Are you serious!? Another earthquake!? What is the magnitude scale for this one!?”
I, as well, left the car and sat-down on the ground, waiting for the shaking to stop.
Or that’s how it should have been…..
And then, when I came to my senses, I was inside this dimly lit room.
Checking my surroundings…
There are about 10 people here, from young to old…….
There were young boys and girls too and I wondered whether they were high school teens.
There were also some white-haired individuals and it wouldn’t be wrong to assume they were old people.
But what was the strangest thing about this whole situation was the fact that we were all naked.
In normal circumstances, looking at the bare skin of young women is something that one would gratefully accept.
I’m an ordinary man after all!
However, in such a strange situation you can’t merely enjoy the view.
It is clearly an abnormal situation.
Just imagine.
One day, you find yourself in a 20 tatami mats room, dimly lit, alongside other 10 or so individuals of different ages, all naked. It is NOT normal!
“S…something is happening, right? This…..”
All I could do was mutter to myself.
“F…for the time being, since there are also young people around here, all women should gather over there. All men come over here. As much as possible, don’t look at the other party! This is the sensible thing to do.”
The one who did the dividing was an old man with gray hair.
An old woman, who might have been his wife, was talking to the girls while gently stroking their heads.
The young women were crying.
No wonder…
It’s such an abnormal situation.
No matter how you think about it, it’s unusual.
The fear and embarrassment of having their naked bodies gazed upon, it’s too much for them to handle.
Everyone listened to the old gentleman and separated into two groups, but, as one could easily guess, it was quite stimulating for the young males and their eyes kept flickering towards the women’s group.
It would have still been all right if only for the looking…..
“Say, since we’re already in such a situation, we will probably get killed by terrorists, right?”
A man in his 20’s.
So he started, his appearance would be, in normal circumstances, truly herbivorous.
“It seems so. If we’ll all get killed by terrorists anyway…..”
A teen boy started to speak as well.
Terrorists?
Before one could actually notice, the fact that we’ll get killed by terrorists was already confirmed, it seems.
‘Terrorists, huh…..They purposely stripped us of our clothes and locked us in this room. Moreover, it happened in the midst of an earthquake……What sort of advantage could terrorists take by locking their prisoners, their hostages all in one room, regardless of gender or age?’
While I was lost in thought, the two men, disregarding the other guys’ restraint, were approaching the women’s group, wearing broad grins on their faces.
“Hey, you! What are…!?”
The old woman, seeming to want to protect the girls, was shouting in front of the two men.
Ban!
It was simultaneous with her screaming.
The door was slammed open roughly and two people wearing armors and helmets, who looked like some sort of European knights, started entering the room.
“W…what the hell do you……”
Something shined brightly.
Before the first lecher was able to finish his line, shining lights could be seen from the direction of the knights’ hands.
“Low-life individuals who won’t even help their fellow countrymen and who try to assault weak women are needless to us.”
“T…they killed them……”
One had his head cut right in half.
The other one had lost his head completely.
If one would survive this, they would be either zombies or gods or such.
Kyaaa….uwaaa….hiiii….
The knights began their speech regardless of all the noises and interjections in the background.
“It is not our interest to kill or harm you without a reason. But we have no intention to spare the lives of fiends, like these two guys. For now, you’ll leave this room and follow us.”
They announced coldly and left the room.
“E…everyone is probably confused, but for the time being it seems like a good idea not to disobey those guys. Let’s follow them.”
Resting on the old gentleman, the women were crying…
The men, while shaking, were trying to get up.
“You haven’t even flinched while witnessing such a terrible scene. Police? Self-defense forces? You sure have a strong stomach!”
The old gentleman approaches me.
“No, I’m in the uninteresting sales business.”
I answered with a smile.
“Oh! A salesman. Well, with someone reliable as you around here everyone will feel a little bit more at ease.”
“Hahaha! Please don’t expect too much!”
After I gave my modest answer, the old gentleman left the room followed by everyone else.
“Erm! Aren’t you leaving?”
One of the women addressed me.
“Ah! I will leave last. You should all go ahead. I’ll come too after I finish this last thing.”
The woman left the room while nodding her head in understanding…
Well now…..
I was scared shitless and wet myself a little…
I started rubbing my wet legs and nether region on the carpet of the floor.
I’ll catch up with everyone once I’m done cleaning myself.
I was sure as hell scared to death!
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Translation: Nana
Jack-of-‘almost’-all-trades: Mockii
Chapter 2: All Alone
Sooo…the 2nd chapter is ready to be devoured by your lustful eyes! Mwahahahaha!
Ok, you can ignore my little outburst…but I do have something to say about this story’s style. The author likes to keep it simple with his descriptions and almost always uses short sentences. He makes weird comparisons sometimes, so please bear with it! xD
I’ll try my best to keep the same feel the story has in Japanese ’cause it does look interesting. ;D
Anyway, enjoy chapter 2!
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Ch
apter 2: All alone
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Hello, this is the middle-aged man who wet himself.
I am all right.
I am all right because it hasn’t been exposed.
It appears that one of the knights was waiting for me in front of the room.
“I’m sorry to have made you wait!”
“Don’t worry about it! It’s over there.”
I go towards the direction he pointed his finger at.
A corridor made of stones.
It really looks and feels like the underground of a medieval European castle.
The smooth walls are neatly refined, it seems.
Is this a carpet on the floor?
This imposing blue-green cloth…
Are these electric lights?
These systematically arranged lights that go off at equal intervals.
Is this Japan? Are there Japanese organizations that could construct such a medieval castle like underground? Or am I in a foreign country?
An organization that can easily take out 10 people or so without using passports, huh!?…
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