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 Mueller from above was an elongated city to the north and south.

Mountains to the north, ports to the south. It is sandwiched between east and west in a hill.

"I don't know if it was originally a city state or an independent city.

As a commercial city, it's less developmental.

Surrounded by mountains and hills, this location is more defensive than commercial.

Even in the harbor, this is supposed to be a "beach". Hard to say a natural good port.

"Did you recall Sakuma's kachi set?

"Old Molly? Artificially, 'Build a Harbor'. Expertise accumulated here?

"Come on.... and yet, it hasn't.

Port maintenance was neglected.

It is only when you think "Adorable, my territory and my port" that you also get it.

A few years of alternating bureaucrats don't have that attachment. It tends to be "If it's not too big, that's good".

I was clinging to my back, Kojiro.

After being alone, he became silent.

You must be ashamed to go home to me.

"You can't see anything like a trap.

Returning to a strong tone.

"You're so cute, Kojiro. I can draw one. Now. Sometimes Shota's good too!

"Lord Pink?

"Molly, I'm sorry! Okay, so put the spear away!

I looked across and once I got down on the ground... I noticed "soothing".

I guess I was a little confused, too.

"Now Kojiro. I remember something important.

"What is it?

"Isn't flying through space without the Lord's permission a mess?

I've been scattered, flying over the New Capital and Sakti Mel, even though it's Nan.

It was through Sophia's tattooing and his authority as a military bureaucrat.

"Ah! This... is inconvenient because of some waste.

It's turning blue.

Well, I don't suppose you're supposed to be freshly served and suddenly miso on, hey.

I didn't realize it. I'm sorry, too.

The bad news is that I put it out in my mouth.

Handle the kid, do the extra thing.

I'll just shut up and deal with it.

"No, it's okay. During my stay, I rode Thousand Early to make maps, water surveys, etc. And you'll forgive me. Thousand years ago, I owe you one.

The capture of His Highness the Enemy General and Piotr, for which Thousand Mornings was the reason to obtain the Mueller.

The feat could not have been accomplished without Serge's post-stuffing.

"I give Serge the information, Serge packs it after a thousand hours, and Chicks owes me back.

That kind of triangular contract (?).

That said.

It's important that in a world without planes, information is read from above.

Airspace intrusion is heavy as a loan.

Lending me a hand, cooperating in an investigation, and two things I guess I'll be charging.

As I think with my head on, Ariel and Old Molly flatter me.

"Don't let the direct aristocrats of the King's Capital look like they're not tight!

"Younger jurors, younger children are hard to say, aren't they?

I have to be a dependable brother, right?

"No, I'm sorry. You have nothing to worry about. [M] I'll take care of it.

"Betray one of the words of 'Let It Be', this disorientation. Now it's time to follow your word.

If you decide so.

"I made fun of it anyway, and I'll fly again!

"Yes!"

And as promised, noon.

In the central square of Mueller City, Chiharu showed himself.

On the horse, solidify yourself in scarlet full-body armor.

That was "win-win" already.

Citizens cheer.

Yes, "vigilante."

Among the residents with a sense of autonomy and independence, they love to have been particularly militant.

Even though I don't have a family name and I'm just armed, I should be praised.

Mueller is a small city in the region. Armaments made in this city are, to put it better, real rigid.

I even remember nostalgia for Samurai outfits somewhere similar to Fanzo's.

... but the smell is really muddy.

I remember the words of the armorer, Jazz Meena.

"'The King's Capital right now is flowing too far into Huamei,' my father said.

Too much flow could be a problem.

But it is the kingdom society that also says things about individual martial arts.

Admiral stock is required to be "Admiral to see".

Chiharu got off the horse and stood on the stage.

Take off your helmet.

Though it was something I was prepared for.

A big cheer, coming up from the bottom. The audience leans towards the center.

... there is a danger of chess knockouts.

It plummets down the glyphone and cools the liver of the audience.

I just plunged you down again, and apparently you've all calmed down.

Thousand Mornings gives me a glimpse here.

Are you angry or grateful?

Whatever that thought may be, a thousand early things are stepping into the realm of masters.

Missing an opportunity is impossible.

"The locality is told by our ancestors, our territorial state! The safety of the children is guaranteed by this Thousand Early Muellers and one of their parties!

Though I wouldn't dare say it.

It is also a declaration "So pay your taxes".

"Do it with the vigilante. If you want survival, show strength. The power to protect this city!

Throw the usual six measures gently.

A trap.

I have that six-meter stick, 60 kg.

A man who tried to take it with one hand collapsed from his hips and underlaid.

A man who tried to help is reluctant without being lifted.

I like martial arts, I'm a man who worked out his body. Though there's nothing I can't lift.

You're looking at the weight incorrectly, so you step backwards in the first move.

Its funny appearance is exposed in front of the audience.

"Alan!"

Even if the corresponding Alan can't say enough to be mildly…, he can afford to be.

Hold a nine-foot stick and walk over early in the day.

Thousands of mornings I received with one hand, spinning it overhead as it were, roaring the wind-cut noise.

I just put it away and throw it to the vigilante again.

You can't just not take it.

I can't complain about anything you do on the day you scratch your "object".

It was for five people and I was desperate to take it.

"Lord Magnum, please!

Twelve foot sticks appear.

I still take it with one hand and take it on my shoulder. And before you throw it.

"Three bottles, any good. Take the stick. If you can take one from a certain one, hear your Lord's demands! If I refuse..."

Point to the corner of the square.

Thousands of early days, not ghosts.

Ordered the Brotherhood to clear the passage.

"Get out of there," he says.

Also, cheer.

Lords have feelings.

Taxes are sure to go down.

Best of all, she's beautiful and cool. I can boast.

Thousand years ago, it was accepted.

Still, there was a man with six measures in his hand, challenging.

They've been protecting the city, too. I have to show my intentions.

Flirting but stuffing between them, swinging the stick down.

Thousands of hours after I opened my body and scratched it, I instantly grip the stick from the top with my left hand so that it can't be tapped to the ground.

Grab the man's chin with his empty right hand and float his body, pulling it off the stick.

Keep it in the corner of the square, throw it into the implant.

"In your lord's gain, you are at your own discretion.... at the price I'm used to!

Before I got permission, there were people coming in.

That, you shouldn't. It's against the rules.

I can't help being disrespected if I'm supposed to, even though I'm in a position to be given the opportunity.

Chiharu broke the spear with a handknife.

Capture the neck and lift it.

A few beats. The man's face turns red.

No way......

"Disrespect for the lord, unforgivable. but today is a happy day. Reduce sin first class. As a rough criminal, connect him to jail.

Throw it to the Brotherhood.

A venue quiet for a moment stroked down my chest......

Chiharu, who captured the meantime, issued the decree.

"More than this, the city's policing is done by the Mueller family's Brotherhood Party. Don't give the vigilante the hardware. If you have" Slurp, "offer. I will capture you."