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.

Peter approaches me with a full smile on his face.

"Congratulations, Master!

What are you talking about? You are.

From within, something bursts up suddenly.

The wooden knife was being struck down.

... into a sea dragon shield.

Yul, who saw my expression, was sliding his body in with a speed that didn't suit the giant.

Acaius was grabbing Peter's collar and pulling him back.

"Sorry!

"You don't need that word, Hiro.

"It's Peter's fault. I'll tell you later from me.

That's right.

By the standards of this world, Peter is the bad one.

"Congratulations" and so on to the samurai who "won the game and lost the battle".

More so, to the samurai who are concerned shortly after the game.

It is commonly referred to as the "Kendo Triple Stage", the "benefit of intermission".

With that in mind, I only got a thin ice victory.

To the battle, I was losing.

And yet, if my servant called out, "Congratulations," etc.

Alternatively, you can push back and add education. No, we should be able to strike down.

That's the feeling of those who live in this world.

It's a corner of my vision, and Claire's nodding deeply, so I'm pretty sure.

Yul and Akaius stopped because even if it was my sword muscle disturbed by emotion, the opponent could be seriously injured in Peter.

I'm not blaming you for hitting me, I'm not.

But I was embarrassed.

Peter, a native of the common people and not knowledgeable in martial arts, has no reason to know such circumstances.

I couldn't help but speak up for the praise because I had won the game against that Thousand Early Chicks.

Yet I swung down the wooden knife.

Until now, even if I shake it up, it's still there.

I didn't hesitate to wave that down.

... the weak bully.

What do I say to those who are inferior in arm and weak in position?

Once removed, attach the helmet of the sea dragon again.

Somehow, lower your back.

I can't show my current face to anyone else.

Reflection, I do.

But that face, the weakness of making a mistake, should not be shown to the rest of us.

Teachers come to me one after the other.

"Do you regret it, Hiro? Don't forget that heart.

Sensei Mashimura taps on his left shoulder with a shin.

I'm not.

No, there's that, too, but it's not.

"You are not mistaken. It's the wooden knife down there that makes me a samurai.

Dr. Matsuoka puts her hand on her right shoulder.

"But I can't seem to get rid of that emotion.... then at the very least, it's not hoardable. Remember to change your mind. so as to continue the typology.

Take off your helmet.

"Mr. Masaki, Mr. Matsuoka. Thanks for letting me know.... Peter, don't get sick. We haven't gotten to both of our subordinates.... Yul, Akaius. Keep asking.

"Not even, etc. In martial arts, you are no less than those I know.

Will you admit it? Acaius.

There was nothing to blame, either, from the judges' teachers who asked me to greet them again.

"Without going through a staggering period, I thought it might improve. What, I'm not blaming you. There's nothing I can do about all this. The surroundings should be attentive.

"Hiro! You're back! We're winning the game! Be an idiot, be as proud as you look! Don't make me lose a thousand years ago to say," It's a certain thing that won the battle, "what do you do!... Tsukahara Sensei is also Tsukahara Sensei. What's going on with this guy's sexual roots!

"I fully agree, school director. Having taken one from a thousand early days is good to be proud of.

"It seems so, my lord.... Hiro, I finished the game without bothering our hands in case. Are you proud of yourself?

Guys, it was normal driving.

Switching is a must-have skill for samurai and military personnel.

Don't worry about it forever.

There's more to be concerned about.

"The goddess of curiosity, no. Is it the Spirit? You really looked like a child.

"You were at a brilliant end.

Return to the dorm.

Under a dull evening sky, the tone of the two of them glimpsing my running lights was heavy. I was choosing words.

... I thought so.

"I'll tell you, all of it. In the bickering room.

If I took the word, it wasn't the two of us who hesitated.

"Safe, it looks like 'The Adult Rite' is over... you're done, right?

"You're cowardly! I didn't expect to see anything like that during the game.... I was just about to erupt!

Whether it's finished or not, unknown.

It's not romance, it's a joke.

And that is.

"Um, as for 'after the outbreak'...

"Ask your stomach what!

"I won't tell you.

After all, you two don't get your heads up.

The school director, who was hot and bitter as the midsummer sun, was still dull for some time afterwards.

I thought I'd regained my vitality in the other game.

Its forehead, still cloudy weather patterns, has been boarding the Student Council Executive Branch busy taking over.

"The third grade, he graduates. Among the second grade, there was an insistence from the Grand General's Office of Seibei that the aliens should be allowed to take part in the war in some way. The problem is with the other sophomores and first graders...." The student thing, the student decides "is how the school works. You should decide whether or not to let them take part in the war.

That's crazy.

If you're the usual school director, after you scream, you leave the room.

"Just let me know the results later".

Today, my hips are heavy.

of the skinhead, dull lighting.

Ethan suggested.

"How about a freshman year, with free participation? Each one of them is a decoy with an incompetence or carrying a house. I thought we should leave it to free will.

"Mm, do you?

That's weird. It's disgusting.

Ethan may not know much, but I've had a lot of contact with this guy, and I just find it uncomfortable.

Phyllia and Thousand Mornings also have their necks clenched.

"Free will? It also sounds like you guys are running out of work. You don't have any standards?

Oh, yes. Ok.

Show me the criteria.... Strict standards! That's right.

Do you want me to go out with an apprentice?

"School director! The battlefield is harsh. It's just annoying, even if you come to the one who can't fight properly! I'll try my arm. Those below the level are not allowed to participate!

In my tone of play, the school director smiles... and rushes to create a tannic surface.

A little on my forehead, the lights went back.

"Dear Hiro! You think school students are useless?

I'm not being honest.

You're happy.

"Then I'll prepare a place. You're the one who said it! I'll leave you to it!

He looked straight at me, and now it's time he left the room.

Back of the head with the lights back to the top.

Still, the brilliance of the day was only soft in the meantime.

Lower classmates wishing to participate gathered at the stadium, where there are a hundred. of the lid school year, about a third.

Pull through Asakura.

Full of demons.

"He who has now shown his back! Lost Hips! You are not allowed to participate!

Still, twenty people stood still.

Switch to a wooden knife and check your profile book.

Second son of a civilian.

Put a crack in the bone of the arm of the person who is not the dominant arm.

I have a recovery technique, so I should be back in less than two weeks.

Convince me to help you with your family business.

Incredible.

Almost all of them were common-law frames.

Destroy the weapon. They don't have the economic power to buy another bottle by July.

Ask the police department to help guard the new capital.

I had the privilege of having them give me the cost of replacing it later.

The budget is to be pulled from the Mel family.

Boy in a military house.

Many of them are Mel based. This is Philia's turn.

To my cordial persuasion, I withdrew in tears.

The last one.

As much as I didn't think I was a freshman, I was in good shape.

Not as good as Magnum, but as good a body as Jack was at the time.

The name is Knight. One-handed sword and shield gear.

Second boy. My oldest son is going to war, so I'm not supposed to have to give him a second one.

No, rather, just in case, my brother should weigh himself.

The school director said, "Free will?" and crushed the question, "I see.

This boy is one of the first year leaders.

If you don't come up with a name, you lose your position.

He had to behave like a nobleman.

Its name is Snutug Hannigan.

After understanding everything, it should be noted that the boy is forced to try.

I had a "slightly nasty" look that I couldn't show Dr. Matsuoka.

A few matches, I got a punch in it.

I took a step back.

My comrades, darling.

And with a pattern, I punch him in the nose.

A nose will not interfere with both arms. Recovery technique, ready to go back. If you wear a helmet, you can also protect it.

"Leave the war to your brother. You, protect the house.

I didn't see his face, but he did snort.

Originally, I figured it all out and I was trying.