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.

The city of North Nate was either a downtown… or a city at night.

I left the police station at a time when the long day at the end of May was about to sink.

This city starts to wake up just about then.

"I like this vibe. Of course, the night made me want to, but there's something exciting about that atmosphere. The morning sun stings in my damaged eyes, I can't wait to feel that. How about you?

"I can't stop sleeping at night.

"You're healthy. I don't like it. So, what's your favorite drink? Distilled liquor or brewing liquor? It's time for Yale to have a delicious season, right? Do you like sweetness when you're young? Cocktails?"

"I don't drink.

"Hey, come on, let's communicate. No booze. But what about women? I'm not gonna let you tell me you're not interested, that year.

"If you put that on the table, it's more of a needle in school. I have a reputation, and that's what Lina and the girls see in their eyes.

"Oh, I finally got a reaction. But you're young, but you live a cramped life. There's nothing wrong with your reputation. A Necromancer would have lived.

Maybe so.

Unlike Master Big Jiji, who was a child. I can understand the "promises" of society and the city to people.

It's in an ugly alley, earning as much food as you need.

There's nothing wrong with living that way.

Why am I doing this?

Think about the city that started to get dark, walking around the city where the bumps and the fire started coming together.

Oh, yeah.

You came to school to find out what a Necromancer is. I was worried about what would happen to Zillow when something happened to me.

Then, now.

Knowing the weight of what Phyllia was carrying, I couldn't leave her alone.

"I guess I said something bad. I didn't think it would rock that much. But you don't rely much. Even though it's quite a year. Oh, you said you had amnesia. You haven't met him yet. That's why Lina swings at me. Connections around me are the reason to live.

This guy says the same thing about Uncle Gummel. "We haven't met yet"?

"I don't know if I should do that, but I kind of think so.

"... it's not something to live for or shouldn't do. Live for parents and wives. Death to preserve the ancestral lands. Life for the surroundings. Burn your life in it, burn it out.... It's not bad for a lifetime to end up 'not meeting' like that. No, are they 'meeting' too? You should say 'we were meeting' life at birth. Otherwise, there's no way I can die for that.

I keep talking like I know, like I don't.

"If you have amnesia in that regard, you wouldn't be able to 'have met' life, would you? I've been cut off from everything. You can write poems, because you can produce works. For a jealous guy who is' meet 'and has a full heart, I can't produce it. I don't feel like producing it.

"My Count? Wouldn't Your Excellency be able to write from 'met' in literature?

"I don't know. I'm gonna say something nice, but you're losing me, aren't you? I don't like being a man because of this. If I were a woman, I would be flushed by the atmosphere. Well, what do you say? In my case...... no, I knew I hadn't met him. There's a gap somewhere. That's why I can write.

"No, wait!

The Earl stopped his feet and stared into the void.

"Oh well. Was it? Is that what you mean?

"Your Excellency?"

"I knew the Count family, my daughter, was heavy. 'We met' kind of bothered me. 'We met', but I still feel like there's a gap. That's backwards, turning away from the house. Because I don't want to admit that there are gaps, I can't write. I'm a weak scum after all. [M]

Count Tachibana turned his gaze back on me from the void.

"I woke up knowing that Lina had made her debut in public. This eliminates the need to look home. You can admit there's a gap. Now I can write. I was angry that I had to thank you for that. The last ten years or so have been sparing and hateful.

"Yeah, sometimes the hairs... hey, you have to talk to people with different colors too.

I tried to tell you I didn't have enough hair. This old man.

"My lord, if that assumption is correct, wouldn't Lina, who is trying to carry the Count's family, be the one who 'meets' and 'can't write'?

"Hiro, you're a virgin, aren't you?

"What do you say all of a sudden?

"No, I'm sorry. Are you only thirteen? I was accidental because I was calm about the burn.... There's no way a woman would be that delicate. A woman can write. If you can't write, it's just a matter of Lina's talent.

I feel like I'm prejudiced against women, and I do feel like there's something like that.

"You seem to be losing to an amateur soldier with amnesia. It might be difficult. Well, some people stretch later.

It's spicy. That's just about Rayna's father.

But apparently I woke up, and the ramp escaped?

"I'm starting to feel like I can write ~! Okay, you want a drink? Hang out for a drink!"

Foreword withdrawn. No, you old man.

"My lord! If you don't send your lord to your residence, Lina can't go home!

"Don't worry about that little thing. Or is that you? I knew you were worried about Lina? You're in that shape, right? Are you, like, Loricon? I'll pull it off a little. I don't know what a man is in the first place, he's better off on his own.

"My lord, for once, I'll be in your residence. The three-night, four-day stay is sounding. It doesn't smell good to go into a drinker.

"It was! You, listen to me. Not at all when you're in the police..."

"Whoa, old man. I finally found it. Where have you been hiding!

There are three picturesque chimps.

Quickly hide behind me, Countess.

"My lord, what happened?

"My lord? Boy, that's a funny joke. The old man snatched my girl! How are you going to drop it on me?

"My lord? Exactly. The kidnapping...

"No. My lover beat me up, so he asked me to hide it, and he just took me home!

"Whatever you're hitting, it's my woman! There's no way I can get my hands on people's!

Chimps, you were hitting me.

"This is really the Countess. Brutality and intimidation can be a big hassle.

"Make up your mind about lying! There's no way the Count is in North Nate or anything! If it's true, you'll have to pay extra!

It makes sense.

It makes sense...

"If you were to offer protection from a woman's side, I was rather wondering if it was your behavior that would be the problem.

"Let the mess go!

I pulled out the blade.

How much, North Nate?

When I was reincarnated, the dragon turned 0, but I don't think that's a bad idea... after all.

"Giraud, please.

Zillow, the hunting spirit dog, bites and drags down the leading man.

Without giving instructions, Ariel takes away the pieces he had.

People who can't see spirits can only see the flutter moving in the air.

At that point, the two behind him were on the run.

"Just an old man wouldn't walk with a necromancer in his escort, would he? He said he really is His Excellency the Count. If you want to hang on any longer, while you sleep...

I tried to intimidate him a little.

Ariel sticks out a bunch in front of a man who is laid on Giraud. Nice timing.

Experienced Ariel can really count on you at times like this.

"Okay. Forget about him anymore. I'm not involved with you.

"Zillow."

In response to my telepathy, Giraud, let go of my leg.

The man ran away screaming.

There are witnesses.

Oh, then you shouldn't be able to "look good" in the city.

There won't be any more blades to wield. I want to think so.

"Thank you, Giraud.

Fully.

"My lord, then let's go.

"You really are a necromancer. Even though it looks unreliable.

I sometimes encounter this look. They're scared.

"Lina told me, 'There is no second time. The next time your Excellency has something to expose you to ugliness, be like assassinating'.

The Count's face was distorted.

"All right, all right. I'm getting out of this city. But hey. I'm embarrassed that tree-lined streets have so many acquaintances and titles. Henwood doesn't have a nose for it. Will you be patient in the tree-lined streets?... but we have to be careful with Lina. Whatever you prefer, it will erupt one day even if you are using it with your chin. What kind of eyes would you fit if you were angry? [M] It's unhappy for each other. For the sake of those around you, you should do a little more doss. [M]

"That would be your Excellency, too, wouldn't it? I need you to be a little more aristocratic. 'I tried throwing it in a tiger box and it was His Excellency the Count' and we are unhappy for each other.

"It must be! Looks like it's not enough, and you say it pretty well too! I knew you'd hang out for a drink.

Giraud rubbed his head against the Count's lap.

"Yikes! Okay. He said he was going home!

The Count's temporary residence was a small room.

Not much different from student dormitories.

I guess "I'll be able to live" in a place like this, "I don't care about that" is also a problem.

I don't mind being casual.

"I'm home... That, he's not here.

There was a letter.

"They told me not to leave the room, but my lord's not coming back, so I'm terrified. I can't stop wondering if something happened or if that guy caught me. Maybe I should go help, but I'm scared... I'm sorry. You saved me, but I didn't even thank you. I'm leaving this city. You took the money on your own. It's unacceptable, but I want you to forgive me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

"I did something wrong. Three nights and four days of absence. Then what choice do I have? It was my fault that I took it on and didn't see it until the end. I wish I had it all. No, isn't it good? It's not good, but you won't have a choice. Look at that. I only took half. Are you okay, that girl?... If it were a tree-lined street, I wouldn't have a daughter in trouble like this. If it was Henwood, I'd have it all. Without even leaving a letter.

My Count, I was sluggishly dropping my shoulders.

"Unfortunately, I wonder if it's time for me to leave this city, too. I'll be home once I get home. Sorry, Hiro. I should get a drink, but I'm not in the mood for that.

"Never mind. Another day, please.

"Most of those promises aren't fulfilled. I feel like I might really get a chance to drink with you one day. See you later.

I annoyed Sanzan Raina and said all I wanted to say, it's a bad gossip, "I don't have the talent," although I repeated my hard criticism, His Excellency Count Ji de Tachibana.

Some time later, he was to suffer a painful retribution.

By Miss Lina de la Tachibana, her debut as a novelist, Desolation.

A titled literary nobleman, who swept his whole life when he was young, falls by the depletion of his talents, can't even stay home, has a universal history of end-of-place drinking districts, and at the end of the day, commits a felony, is imprisoned. And it was a pure literary novel about looking back on that whole life in prison.

Anyway, the protagonist was half-witted, and there had never been any work to draw the "nobility with the title" that far down, so he made a literal debut of shock.

His Excellency Count Ji de Tachibana, who was about to enter and leave the "high so" tree-lined streets.

He had a cramped gaze around him for a while, and his days of booze didn't taste good.

After all, Rayna should not turn to the enemy.