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.

"It's a route choice for the King's Capital, but what do we do?

After dinner, I just tried to shake that story.

"Can you give me a minute with that story?

"Can you please wait a moment for that story?

The lid-colored voice stopped me.

Raina and Marco Grimm.

In a rare combination, I unwittingly shake my neck.

"My story is, it's impatient. Please, My Lord Viscount.

"Thanks, Marco. I'll see you later. Because I can get it done as fast as I can. I won't take two hours.... Guys, you're still awake, right?

No, no, if it takes two hours, talk about Marco first...

And so on, and the time to pinch your mouth, as always, is not given to you.

"Emme and, you know, just follow Hiro. Everyone else better not come. Thousand Early... Do I need to be on Phyllia's side?

And Raina, who was able to follow only Emme Fiyard and me in the back of the guard.

Proceed to the "coffee room" of the accommodation.

Emme opens the door. As it was, I took the lead.

And, if any. My job.

I dare to relax to hide my doubts and anxieties in my stomach, but no.

Take Raina's arm, escort.

"Seems like the best seat," because for some reason it was pre-vacant.

Drink down that "why," and this again, gently, let Raina sit there.

In the meantime, before Emme, straw and man had begun to gather together.

In turn, he introduces himself with a slightly clearer voice.

Oh, yes, yes.

Understood.

June July was the hunting season. Season of the Hunting Officer movement.

Ethan and Philia will never be able to get us out of here.

A grandson of a cabinet member, a daughter of a cabinet member.

Even if you just find out you're staying, it can be a hassle.

Though I think of them as middle-class aristocrats.

Even if we don't have to come to the room, "push" on the "one picture" we're staying in... No, we could do something like "be discreet and say hello".

So I'll hide the names of the two of you. Trying to get them out of gas.

So that's what this is about? Miss Raina.

In the meantime, a veteran, a young man, had a soothing conversation.

I can't help but notice, but I'm not turning my face here.

Direct aristocrat, Emme, who also has a "on the middle stream" class qualification, responds first.

I'm familiar with it, and I'm in the "upstream down" class, and I'm going to be introduced to Emme.

Martial arts is just a track record in the administration. You and I can take that kind of talk.

On top of that, introduce them to Rayna.

Rayna was showing the face of a laid-back maid.

Faced with its appearance, they also instantly understand.

"There is no art, such as talking about merit again".

In front of me is the lady, who is also the successor to the "Tachibana of Sentences".

"If we're going to appeal, it has to be an elegant topic," he said.

Hard on bureaucratic work, middle-class nobility.

Though there were many who did not get a graceful path.

To Raina's "take," he was saved.

To those who cannot cut out the story, turn a glorious smile and inspire courage.

If anyone gets stuck in words, switch the subject well and don't make me feel awkward.

You're a courtier, aren't you?

It belongs to the Tachibana family, Mr. Osam's house, too.

Two hours, I don't think it took.

Fun time is just a matter of time.

"During my journey, I was able to hear pleasant stories that comforted my boredom. Thank you.

"I'm not even stopping the lady too late. Bye."

They opened the door and stood for me to drop them off.

There's still something I'd have liked to appeal to, but enjoy it a lot, smile.

Turn the corner of the hallway.

The sound of the coffee room door closing.

Where I can no longer feel their hot gaze, Raina, who was wearing a cat, looks back at me.

"What's it like!

"I can give it to the lady.

"It's impolite, Hiro.

What was wrong with you?... and oh.

Right, Raina.

"Sorry."

"When you praise him, don't think about the others! You idiot......

A girl turns away.

Two, I was thinking the same thing.

Desperate for appeal, I still enjoyed it for a long time, about the young gentlemen.

Snook.

Jack.

Show it to Marco. Not a good face.

What are you gonna do when you show me the damp bumps even though they'll be snagging over there?

Now it's time to talk about route selection.

After that incident at noon. If you don't get in the mood and come back.

What, that?

No one? Other than Marco.

"For all of you, you've slept. The story of route selection is that it will be better after tomorrow.

Marco turned his eyes outside.

Heavy rain was knocking on the window.

"Oh, this is going to keep coming down. Can't we leave in the morning?

Nodded, Marco.

The details of the additions and subtractions are shaken by the fire.

"At noon, lose your temper.

I couldn't peek at what kind of face he was uttering that word.

"I hear it was a long affliction. If you don't have battlefield experience, you don't have a choice.

"I'm out twice. It's no excuse. In terms of command and control in the first place, I do not extend to Damien.

I didn't feel like saying, "That's..." etc., I couldn't be.

As Damien had acknowledged Marco, Marco has also recognized Damien.

Excellence, inferiority.

The twins, they knew each other.

It should be different from Damien, Marco.

But the face brought forth, just like Damian's.

Don't look at it.

"'No need for sympathy, let me take it back'?

There was no other word to speak.

"I was fortunate to have a day's respite.

nostalgia and reliability of the expression that was floating...... no, it's a little hateful.