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.

"You weren't wrong about me, Hiro. Became a good young man.

Nostalgic voice.

"Master Daejiji wants to see you, too. Pull over.

"Oh, don't hesitate." Eagle Wings ".

If there's a disturbance in the mountains, you can't be unaware of it.

The "Great Oak of the Tenderloin" clan also sent people here.

Deposit your body with Griffon, which is not yet in good shape, and follow the instructions.

"Giraud is fine. The bamboo you gave me is now protecting myself from my clan.

To the "big pig" who picked me up, introduce Peter.

"I told you to connect, but I also told you not to overdo it.

Master Daejiji was smiling bitterly.

"One and one head increased to five and three. Take the young people with you. Doesn't that seem to be increasing people's edges, too?

Looks promising. She looks as good as ever.

... I wonder if I can stand the pressure now, like the first time we met?

"'Don't overdo it'. Don't you see what that means? Even if you're attracted to martial arts, you shouldn't be attracted to them?

For each person you meet, when did you have the habit of checking your martial arts skills?

Even though that's not the only thing that can weigh people.

Weighing people in the first place was itself unsatisfactory.

"Don't get sick. We've been surrounded by enemies here, haven't we? I can't help feeling nervous. If you noticed, you could do better.... How about that? I didn't even listen to you, I just talked to you. While we all eat first.

Cut sheep's ears.

Put on the pan.

Everyone asked me about my experience over the past two years.

Talk about the new capital where people gather, talk about the fanzo where the old people live, talk about the wilderness of Daghda.

I felt like I was talking to you out of the ordinary, but for some reason, the story came together.

It's a little scary, embarrassing.

So, I changed the subject. Talk about society, culture, and technology.

... yes, antibiotics.

"It's a newly-made drug. They don't want to overuse it, but it prevents putrefaction of the wound. I'll leave it.

"I appreciate it, but I can't thank you enough.

"You can't just get stuff.

"I couldn't make it north this year, so I don't have a" good stuff "companion.

This is the people of the mountains.

I'm proud and honest, but I get in trouble at times like this.

I don't have a choice. Do you want to push Daijiji to the outgoing crisp?

I started thinking about that. My predicament (?), a voice up from the shadow of a crowd of people saved me.

"I have the 'good stuff'.

"Is that true?" The Root of Ge ".

"Ge no Root"? Such a man, he shouldn't have been there before...

"Long time no see, Hiro. No, was it Lord Calewala now? Talk about the mountains in the north, you wonder?

Just a little bit, I laughed.

"Grass" to "Ge Root".

You're twisting, you're not twisting, you're poking at the subtleties. Still not honest.

"If I had received gold in addition to medicine, I wouldn't have made it. You crushed the Synovy cabin, so I'll give you a break for the gold.

"Is that true?

"I left the mountain dirty, that cabin?

"I had no choice but to interrupt. You did a good job.

"That's what I liked to do. I'll give you the gold too.

"As always, Hiro is greedy.

"No, maybe that's all worth it, huh? Everything is different between the inside and the mountains.

"You guys, be quiet. I can't talk about it.

The "Ge no Root" thing that finally opened his mouth, originally the "Grass" information, was just organized.

Attacks on the Gummel side, even the harassment of the Yang Dynasty, are impossible. That's preparation for an offensive from Gummel. He is on his own alert that the kingdom may use the people of the mountain as guerrilla soldiers.

This year is the end of the year. From the placement of supplies and personnel, I can assure you.

Shortly after leaving Woodmell and proceeding north, the enemy has also set up a defensive position. We need to be prepared for great sacrifice if we are to go on offense.

"What is. Are you sure this story matches drugs and gold coins?

"I don't know what those inside think.

"Thanks to" Ge no Root, "it's easier to talk to the people inside.

Accepted.

Are you a mountain people now?

"Ge no Root" opened his mouth, thinking so and doing his eyes again.

"Hiro, you were with Master Semi, weren't you?

... not quite ready, huh?

Gather information on the northern mountains and hear what I call Karewala. I'm even grabbing the Dagda Expedition.

His roots still remain "grass".

"I was firm. I don't think he's very nine. He volunteered for a dangerous undercover mission.

In my words, "Ge no root" or "grass" bit my back teeth.

Looking at that face any further is the work of the lower species.

Turn your back and head to Lord Great Jiji's tent. with "Eagle Wings".

"Take this.

Pass the family crest of Karewala, which you have made painted in pink, to the "Eagle Wings".

"Of the Karewala clan," a testament to friends. "Just follow this pattern, embroider it. If you show it to the inside, you'll gain credibility. He talks to me.

You should have prepared something embroidered.

"And I want you to take this. The pattern is a" testament to friends "to show others. This is the" Tribal Testimony "that I give to you.

"Let me express my gratitude for receiving the 'Testimony of the Clan'. But it's only expensive...." Eagle Wings, "this is a sea dragon scale. 'Bigfoot' gall bladder, worth dozens.

"It also means as a payment, Master Great Jiji. I want to take each and every one of them.

Master Daijiji turned his attention to the "Eagle Wings".

"The named parent is you. What do you think?"

"The youth of the mountain people travel alone. That is the rite of passage. I stepped into Dagda from Region Forest (Singh). That's where I saw it, spreading in the wilderness. Away from the woods, I lived alone. That man, he's strong. I can leave my birth herd and live freely.

No, it's not.

I don't think so.

"Ge is a living thing wrapped around a tree. It's not just strength to live freely. That man is a man with the strength to compete and help each other in the flock.

Nor does "Eagle Wings" attempt to give way.

"Ge strangles the host. The people of the mountains do not have a 'rubber', but the people of the inside do have a 'rubber'? That man deserves to live free. We should live in the mountains, not in them.

The man who defied Uncle Gummel on a young day and earlier murdered Jan, the main muscle.

A man who is loyal to his home and work, but can't say enough to swear allegiance to people.

"Eagle Wings" do not know such a past as "Grass" or "Ge Root".

If you decide to accept it, it is the people of the mountains who accept it without asking about the past.

Yet the name given is "Ge no Root".

A name that pokes at the essence, not harmony.

The intuition of the mountain people taught me how to be that man.

Lavender.

Blown by the wind, it keeps rolling a thousand miles.

Ge.

Wrap around the big tree and wish for sunlight.

The man is "grass" and "groove".

It is the misfortune of a man to have lost Uncle Woodmell to the great tree that should be wound up and strived for height together.

"Anyway, do I have to ask him what he wants?

Big Jiji, who was listening to me and the "Eagle Wings" argument, came to a very complete conclusion.

"It's" The Root of Ge ". Hiro says he wants to take you on. What do we do?"

"I'm not going back to the 'grass'.

The expression of "grass" or "root of geh", called and listened to, is hard.

The tone was still raw and hard.

"Then Hiro says of you, 'He cannot live without the Lord'. No, I say, 'The Lord is the one who lives'.

"You think there's not enough 'grass' in there, and there's not enough 'gee' in the mountains? Dear Daejiji, what am I?

Daijiji is right.

After listening to himself, I finally figured it out.

This man is neither "grass" nor "groove".

"Root." We need to ask the roots and accept the roots.

"I'm not willing to use you as a spy. I want to welcome you as a Brotherhood. Like His Excellency the late Count Woodmell. Tell me about your skills at the time.

"Grass," the eyes of "Ge Root," lit up for a moment.

A specific intent to kill men and those born.

To the memory of the glory that I kept behind my chest, I would live, but the anger stepped in with my earthfoot.

Return front view.

I'm ready for that. I'll make you a tree that won't be strangled.

To the sincerity I showed, "grass" has also returned some forgiveness.

"Cavalry skilled. I can use all kinds of products, but my specialty is spears and bows. Originally, it was the Ten Horsemen, the so-called" Usage (Grappan) ".

It was more than I expected.

If it's a mission (as a messenger/messenger), you're a young elite who does everything from diplomacy to secretaries. It's also under the "that" Earl of Woodmell.

When I first met him, he looked old, but that was because he was suffering from a harsh task and the blame of his conscience of killing the main muscle. The man who gained his freedom was regaining his original youth.

This man, he hasn't reached thirty yet. Were you there or were you not twenty at the time of the war?

Earl Woodmell, who served as a sidekick, was my brother, no, my father's generation. It should have been an object of respect.

In retrospect, I am in the same position as he was at the time, even if I resort to the rhetoric of calling myself an elite.

That's, "Let me behave like Count Woodmell. Let me use you"...

A man was staring at me.

With eyes still containing anger.

Don't flinch. Even if it's a lie, you have to say "follow me."

I'm not a man who misses lies, but I still have to say it.

Me and the celebrity Ariel, old Molly, who was a flag from a thousand people, master Asakura, using difficult pink!

"I'm not going to be used, am I?

"We're working together. I don't want to be misworn.

"I'm using you to do this.

"I don't feel good.

"Sorry! Forgive me, after the words!

Me, not as tight as usual.

Still, thanks to talking to the ghosts in my brain, my spiritual powers and demons blew up.

This is a temper battle.

I mean, it's temper fighting from the start, this story.

"Again, it's Hiro de Calewara. Take the talk. Name it!"

It's not "grass" or "groove," show me your "root"!

A man turns away. Dropped his neck.

"His Excellency Count Woodmell is the only one.

"I know. There is no one who can be His Excellency himself. Still, if I were you, I'd let you live. I can keep you alive again, when you're dead with your Excellency. Show your name and stand up!

I left the momentum to my mouth, and I realized.

This man died once, too.

Definitely. I can walk with this man.

A man raised his face again.

In that eye, tap into the certainty you've just gained.

Now, I didn't turn a blind eye.

"... My name is Akaius Andrew Sisl. In the house of Karewala, glory be to him.

The family crest engraved on the sword offered was a seal.