The Story of a Different World Dynasty - When I was reincarnated, I was treated like a Necromancer, but I started to wonder if it was bad.

It was a conflict case piled up with the mountains, but when I looked at each one, it seemed like it would be cleared up.

We know where to drop each other, and all we have to do is want ink from the Mel family, that's the image.

"I miss it bitterly. This is in my beloved Fanzo country samurai.

"I thought the territorial conflict in the Wujia was more like this... washing blood with blood, but you're not.

"To serve as a reference for the trial, I've looked into Fanzo's history, but it seems that Hiro was right in the past and involved considerable bloodshed.

Philia taught me.

"Mr. Hiro's perception is not wrong. The Wujia is just 'hardworking'. Territory is what you have won or given, a sign of the glory and honor of your home since your ancestors. It's not just property. If we are in contention, it is precisely we who fight until we are boned, until the Tribal Royal Party is doomed.

With your lady's smile on her face, Lady Sophia says plainly.

I shrugged my shoulders to the secretary. Suppressing samurai tremors.

"The Fanzo hundred people will also ask the Mel family to be their parents because they tell them that they have that heart.

"But for that matter, would you say that the territorial conflict you saw last year was somewhere planned harmonious, 'hit hard and then in the stream'? It seems slightly different in image.

"That's it.

Lady Sophia's eyes lit up on my words.

"It's not like a martial arts family. Fanzo Hundreds are a group that, to put it badly, means they are not sophisticated, but, to put it better, still remain the same as the original figure of the Martial Family. That's why this has been happening for the last three years. I was just wondering why.

That's why you let me read the paperwork with Chihira from the local area.

Are you in a sincere doubt, or does it make a test sense?

"It can't be that we're round, can it? There's no way the ancestral tradition's character will change in three years, and watching international students doesn't seem very much so.

Philia cuts off the branches of the debate for now.

"Does that mean I trust, or fear, the Mel family? I'm afraid of later when I break out.... No, it's not. Fanzo's autonomy is enormous. The Mel family will let you do it freely, you know that.

Thousands of mornings, blocking the stray road.

"Peace, I wonder. You think it's right for production activities now?

Chiharu sighed.

"Lord Hiro, if you are at peace, you should seize the few opportunities and rave all the time here. It is in the people of Fanzo.

It's an athletic party for going to school, you know.

"However, it is statistically clear that over the past few years we have been diligently encouraging production activities that we are not supposed to be good at. It keeps its power warm and spares it. That's convincing to think about.

Exactly. Philia was doing a lot of research.

Parents must keep a good grasp of their children.... including to weakness.

"The fact that we are refraining from skirmishing…. Preparing for a big war, or something? But in the last seven years since the Woodmell Games, the northern border has been peace itself, hasn't it?

Sophia's shoulder moved to my words.

Philia leans down. A habit to show when you rotate your head.

"Lord Hiro, I don't know that either.

Chihimori, who is somewhat reluctant in the Mel family, raises her voice uncommonly without getting her hair in between.

"The people of Fanzo are day-to-day stunned in abalone, crude and busy, but when it comes to the battle of things, their sense of smell is like a dog, and their intelligence exceeds that of a wise man. Delicacy and boldness may be called art.

It's a spicy mouth.

Thousands of early evaluations of Fanzo were full of love and hatred unique to those from whom they came.

"The point is, you're a war freak (warmonger) who dedicates everything to the struggle. That doesn't make any blood noise in the territorial dispute, it keeps the power of the war warm... make no mistake seeing the storm as, no, hunching the festival. … although it is troublesome that they have not noticed.

Is it because of your mind that Thousand Mornings seems to be feeling high about the festival hunch?

"Woodmell War on Arid River Night Wars, Lake Castle Ease Siege Wars and Gummel Attacks. It's good to see that the North Bandit will recover in fifteen years from the great damage to Woodmell, my sister, in terms of its size and mobility. No, has it been hard treading for ten years? Fanzo's production activities also feel targeted around it.... Thousand Early, if I were to borrow your words, I guess I'm not going to be intentionally aligned.

Sounds like a filia.

"The last three years, even on the northern border of Woodmell Meadier, they haven't seen any movement at all. Even if Meadier's report is half the story, Woodmell's report is credible. That's too quiet. … the number of espionage picks is increasing. This."

Master Sophia smiled.

It's not a making laugh.

Not even a gentle smile.

Such a look, filled with life force within you.

Convinced.

For this man's sake, he's a samurai.

"I was still right to have you both look at the paperwork. Right?"

Dear Sophia, asking left and right for consent after softly converging her smile.

The two secretaries' eyes on us are different.

"Contact Gummel and Woodmell confidentially.... to Meadier, too, I have to turn it around. I doubt you can understand that the Meadier Borderline uncle has any taste in this regard...

Dear Sophia, who gives instructions to the secretary.

"Brother Kayness would do well. That's the new Governor's first job.

"That Mitsujin is two bottom pieces. You would be good at how to accomplish it while hiding your intentions.

Master Sophia won't stop.

"To Fanzo, give technical guidance on production activities.... In Kasumi, ask for reinforcements to your defenses. If possible, intensify our intelligence efforts from here. It's over Meadier's head, but I don't mind.

Make a decision to flow.

So did Uncle Gummel, but I guess this is the only thing called Takemen.

"Similar circulars are needed for public security departments across the Far East… after we talk to Alex. And what I'm going to do at the Mel house...... As a whole Mel family in the Far East, you need to step up your battle posture one by one. This is a chase chase. I need a meeting, too. Contact the main government and the father of the Wang capital. Ask promising young people to recommend 'study abroad'. So you'll see. There are also many war freaks (warmongers) in the Mel family.

Dear Sophia, finish giving instructions and smile over here.

"Come on, your job is done! It's time for Alex to come home, and make it tea!