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.

Serge and I were talking, the other day.

Damien, who was also on the back of a horse, rarely stuck his neck in.

Slightly late, I follow.

Looks like he's thinking something.

Though they say horses are good for thinking.

The horse is tall, even if it's not speeding. Less in the sky, there is a risk of horse fall.

For once, it's a war zone.

The Damian Brotherhood approached me softly as I finished my conversation with Serge and began to look back.

"I care, I know just now. The Grim Party is used to it.

A dozen Brothers and Party crowds surrounded Damien, though far from obstructing his sight.

One of them is on foot, walking behind a horse.

It is Damian's normal business to think (every day).

Supporting him like that is the normal business of the Brotherhood.

The Walking Brotherhood doesn't make footsteps. Signs are small.

"Though I heard they are all ninja skilled, including Damian. Grimm's family heirloom?

The Brotherhood has an ambiguous grin.

"Don't ask"? Yes, yes, I get it.

Keep going, back to command.

Reporting and reinstating, including complaints from Sofia.

And I went back to normal business.

Since the north thief's south march, it's been packed almost exactly in command. After that, it's vacation. So.

Here, the scene tour was neglected.

Over the course of a few days, from Meadier in the east, the Magnum Regiment, Gummel in the main army and the Woodmell Regiment in the western mountains.

There were no abnormalities, especially when I said this, but there was a slight discovery.

Looking from the sky, you can see the morale.

At the beginning of the war, the whole army was nervous.

Each unit, though, looked similar.

Four months have passed since the start of a massive battle.

Each unit, they went through combat at least once or twice, and the initial tension seemed relaxed.

It's okay to get fat, but some of them are lazy.

There's no need to mess around.

If the warden with the Magic Book of the Prize gets off, that's enough.

Everyone drops their heads solemnly, and the troopers begin on the spot.

But this.

It's the majesty of the title, not me, no doubt.

"If you know, feel free! Fly away!

"What are you going to do with the threat, Asakura? More or less, I think I'm going to look at it with a flat eye without hiccups, but isn't it really going to be modest?

"Didn't they say that a thousand years ago? If you are in the mood from day to day, that will be the flat standing position! Strength and fairness are inconsistent!

Uh, if you say so, sure.

It was a mistake, old Molly.

"You can't tell me you're talking about soldiers.

"Vagan is so tight, isn't he?

"You're running away from home even with this.

You're rude, Pink.

For those who gain Dae Enlightenment, this type of out-of-the-box...

"Outside, Hiro?

Joe was smiling.

"It'll help. Soldiers have gone bad on the battlefield here. Troops came out lacking tension. Kind of, it wasn't good.

A man who can feel the morale without having to look from above.

Where is the difference between me and this guy?

Is it simply a difference in experience? Do you have talent for this kind of thing?

"You have a face that doesn't float. Did you also notice Hiro? No, you don't have to worry big, do you? But, well, young high-ranking officers are set in terms of cleanliness and market. I guess I can see the whole army sagging. That's about right. Harder than looser, much better.

You seem to have mistaken me, but you didn't misinterpret me.

Because I thought it might hurt my mood.

This man hates the fact that "above" is incompetent, besides exposing the dumb.

To the waste of "below," because it connects directly.

"Have you seen all the troops?

"All you have to do is defend the team around the Great Castle.

"Oh, did I interrupt? Then I'll go to the command room first.

The overwhelmed hindsight leaves.

That must be majestic.

As we go around the defense, we need to see the ghosts outside the castle.

It's been a tough fight, and it's going to be an increasing number.

The unknown, the handled, the appraised.

It needs to be heard and recorded.

The reward is fair.

Because I drove him away and let him die. At least that's about it.

Even they should be prepared, though it is forbidden to say sinful.

Still, as far as I'm concerned, the burden on my mind is lighter.

At last.

"O O O of your troops, but the battle death at point XX has been confirmed. His lifetime feat is...... can you confirm that?

And, if you visit your unit and tell them directly, your morale will rise intensely.

"If you die before the record, you don't give up, you just have to be a ghost, right? Hey, you guys, good news! ……

Be prepared to die. But I can't stand to die in vain.

Don't you want to grab something and give it away for your home, for your family?

In that regard, we are lucky to have this war. Be sure to have it recorded.

"Now you can die in peace!

In the end, they are increasingly being driven away.

That's my regular business (every day).

"Victory justifies everything.

You did, Master Alex.

If you win, you don't get land.

Even if the handles are recorded because of this, the rewards they are anxious to make will be much smaller.

"It's about being thorough.

I understand, Master Sophia.

Magnum, why was he festived by a hero? Joe's hindsight is why he's full of energy.

Thousand Years ago, how can it be so powerful and beautiful?

Why is Alex glowing?

Master Sophia, why does Philia upset the Brotherhood?

I know.

To "ride" the soldier, the Brotherhood.

We have to keep them on. Until the end, if you don't drive.

We have to be one up and one down, and we have to win.

I also behave like I should.

I'm not a born nobleman, I have to keep playing.

Although it is embarrassing to expose that figure in front of a ghost who died and became free from the shame of this world.

Still, we need to be thorough...

Is that it?

I was free dom when I met him in July.

Ghosts, you are very disciplined.

"Inspector General. I've already filled out the roster and the lifetime handles here.

Very handy again.

"Let me verify. You don't mind?

"Ha!"

It's a clap.

Only after we're in the mood, this is it. I'll come.

The man who has given me the roster is apparently a representative.

After the salute of upright immobility, I have spoken out.

"Gid Hawk, ten horsemen or less, four hundred and two, under the direct command of His Highness the Military Superintendent, will now enter under the command of His Highness the Superintendent of the Military Academy!

Military Superintendent or Filia?

While I'm away, what?

I was fortunate that I had just cemented my resolve.

I didn't have to put the upset on my face.

With a stubborn face, he turns to Gid Hawk, to 402 ghosts.

Everyone is nervous about the bees. Some wept.

If it were an immediate and voiced mission from Philia, would it be...

I gave it a ride, thoroughly to the end.

"Got it! I'm also fortunate to be able to lead you!

But Filia.

Why? Why?

What have you done?