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.

School students leaving Nate head west on Takaoka Army Road.

Shut up, Municipal Suzume, but it just doesn't come out this far.

That's why we need to stick to the "sequence" expressed in the form of a queue, no more, no more.

Switch between Pioneer and Secondary.

Those with ninja and ranger skills take on the role of "scouts" before replacing them.

The Mel family's horseback and brotherhood party, which has territory and residence along the road, ride together. Stand on sentry on foot.

Philia returns the meeting.

Like last year's school trip, I don't feel any danger.

I was supposed to, but I had a little trouble.

One of the brothers in the company stuffed a quilt that came forward as a scourge.

It was done with "little" trouble, for one thing, according to the patience of the quilt.

He's a bad boy, but the quilt is bright.

It is also the fifth year since the elementary school, with education in Wang and Xin capitals and in their respective schools.

"There must be no such thing as coming to the march to inhibit you because of the trouble of scouts," he said.

A quilt that bled out of his forehead, but reported out loud, "No doubt forward," and returned to the queue.

Act as if nothing happened.

Another student who left with him exaggerated the feeling.

Called "no anomalies" and restored to formation.

but apart from the "no abnormalities" report, reports of "quilt injuries" are communicated to the person responsible for each population.

So, Ethan, who goes forward, Rayna, who brings the girls together, and Philia (and we), the Chinese, found out that there was "a little trouble."

The reason the Brotherhood got bored is understandable.

The Cubi family has no choice but to enter and leave the land where diverse people gather from all over the country, that is, the "new capital", which is precisely the "city".

But "suburb" is all "Merle family territory".

A man wearing a family crest of cubi walks wide on the path of "Mel", the path of "Army", waving a major hand.

Can it be forgiven?

I couldn't stand it any longer and would have put a shot in it.

An army is an organization that loves such "simple," "candid," "inner circle," "rural," "rough," "sticky," and "abusive" behaviors and temperaments.

Because such temperament creates the unity of death in a desperate predicament.

But.

The aristocratic society, the medieval society, on the one hand, is also the "society of the mentes".

The Mel family welcomes the school and its students as "guests," even though the school requests them.

If that member, and more importantly the "escort" of the Mel family, was injured.

"Is this the hospitality of the Mel family?

"I heard you were a martial artist, but the out-of-the-box controls seem sweet.

I have to be sweet about disgusting things like that.

To the dull guy, "You're very untrustworthy. I'll let you go home here. I can't help but get into a situation."

It would mean applying mud to the sign of the Merle family, to the face of Philia on this occasion.

... Well, in fact, there is no such thing as a boy or girl who can speak of such a thing with the wrath of Philia in front of her as a standing iceberg.

Except for Countess Lina de la Tachibana.

Even that Raina won't talk this time. Read the "Because I'm in the march" air.

Philia's anger, which I can see, was increasingly losing her temper.

Now if the quilt had "given" me on the provocation, it would still have been better.

But there's no way a satirical quilt would do that.

"If you behave calmly, your stock will go up and the dutiful Brotherhood will be in a predicament" or so.

At the station pavilion where he put in rest and stopped to change horses, Philia declared it cool.

"Bring your neck.

I don't like myself when I'm starting to think of this as "harsh".

Whether it's from military law, from the Mel family fashion, or from the tide of society as a whole, I can understand myself as "slightly harsh, but just right".

This school trip is regarded as a march.

Beyond being a march, it must take place without delay and, to that end, the rewards and punishments must be made clear and swift.

Philia's proclamation is "harsh or nothing, proper".

That said.

No matter how much you say you are perceived as marching.

This is a school trip.

Windy May. Run your horses loose and sweat comfortably.

I'd like to enjoy that kind of flair.

It's all ruined to put a bloody stinking neck at the head.

He said to Filia, "That's Dear Filia. Its prestige, enough to say," will also be appreciated, but there is no doubt that you will have the feeling that you are "horrible."

"This was my misplacement. One end of the responsibility is for me too......

I poked my mouth out, cover it up.

I'm not involved in any placement, and I have no reason to use respectful language, but I do.

Ethan, who inspired my actions, continues.

"Responsibility for placement rests with me, too. In the first place, I am the chairman of the committee. I'm not going to talk about controlling the house, but as for the school side, if you can keep things as big as possible......

The quilt guy moves up his stock even more.

"No, that was the stone the Brotherhood threw to chase the crow hit me. It's also my responsibility to skip the detailed report.

"Okay. I will accommodate the admonition as well as my apology to Mr. Quilt. Are you sure about that?

The quilt nods.

"Be quick!

Filia releases herself to the head of the station pavilion.

The pavilion chief, who turned blue and left, immediately brought in the young Brotherhood.

Kick him in the ass and make him kneel, grab the root and slap his forehead on the ground.

"Exactly. Apologies from me too......

"No, take into account the situation when chasing crows.

Crow... not a word of quilt, though it was full of disgust.

Considering what has been done, well, there is no alternative to this.

Or if you don't seem to say this much, you will be treated "without intention" in the kingdom.

Really annoying.

Everyone leaves.

Philia, Thousand Early on the side, Ethan, the victim quilt.

And he said, "You made a debt - Philia." and so on and Rayna tapping lightly.

Though I was aware of it at the time I spoke out.

It's my responsibility to follow up later.

It is my duty to drool the commandments.

The Young Brotherhood raised its face. He's bleeding out of his slapped forehead.

Come on, now... Oh, my God. Soon as I think about it, the opening is the best.

"You're telling me I did something wrong! He's a cuckoo!

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Don't you understand?

The pavilion manager understood my confused expression.

"You fool! Oh, my God!

"You know, he's a Cubi, but he's a student at school. You know?"

Young Brotherhood...... a boy who would be older than me right now, snorts.

"So, you asked for the job of escorting students from the school.

"I know.

"Then you have to protect him, don't you? You shouldn't hit me, should you?

"But he's cubic!?

Are you afraid of infinite loops?

"You! What a mouthful! Thanks to this one for apologizing instead and wearing mud, you can live!

Chief Pavilion, I know.

"It's going to take a while for you to understand. I'll take care of the rest. More than that, can you turn the call around so it doesn't happen in the future?

"I was losing it. Certainly that's what counts.

"So tell me what's wrong!

"You're young, and I know how you feel. But remember," I'll take care of my body "or" I'll take care of the place ". Please!"

The chief of the pavilion clings to the head of the Brotherhood.

"Thank you for your kind guidance. I'll make you listen strictly...... Come on, get ready to march.

"Please contact me, though.

"Young, I'm supposed to be older..."

I'm still bumping.

Well, sure, half the time is true.

"Thank you, Mr. Hiro.

Philia's voice was regaining calm. Seems a little relieved.

"Philia, Ethan. Reposition the quilt.

"Didn't you understand what the admonition meant?

Filia's voice, it's cold.

It really breaks my bones to deal with someone who's too smart.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about... I got you to turn around to be careful, just in case. Wouldn't it be troublesome to have 'one more time' if I made a mistake?

I wonder why I'm having such a hard time.

I didn't even have time to put snacks in my mouth.

It's not the incense that I feel, it's the hunger.

In the evening, by the time I got to the suburban branch of the Innocence Club, I was feeling like I wanted to screw off the neck of the Brotherhood Party with this hand.

It's a joke, an exaggeration far from Petite, though.