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.

I started walking around the royal neighborhood, right away.

I have often come to see one old man.

Seems quite old, though I don't go with "".

Still, keep your feet tight first.

I'm just curious that you're always walking alone, even though you're definitely noble when it comes to being who you are and where you live.

I would be a servant and a guard, and it would be strange if I didn't have him.

"If that's the one, you're His Highness Hasan. No family name."

Isabel told me, and I was surprised.

"You don't have a family name... you haven't waived your right to inherit the throne!?

But when I heard the next word, that surprise doubled.

"Of course, you can't inherit the throne. Inheritance ranking is pretty low, and I can't tell you from your age. You must be over 90."

If it means you're over 90, you can just take a walk every day.

But surprise is not about that.

My brain was in a great panic.

(Was it His Highness Hasan!? I can't believe he's still alive! Surely you're going to be 94, aren't you?

Ariel, if she was alive, was 102...?

I was banished 82 years ago (?) So old Hasan was twelve at the time.

I know Ariel in her lifetime.

(Yeah, come visit me a lot in Iwamori, too. I'm so close to you)

Old Hasan hadn't noticed Ariel's ghost.

Unlike old Sam from Takaoka, it's proof that his soul is still firmly anchored in his body.

Anyway, if you know Ariel, you have to say hello.

I want to talk to you.

An old man, noticing the shadow of a boy standing in front of him, wakes up.

"Are you at His Highness Hasan? My name is Hiro de Calewala and I am the subordinate and Kingsguard platoon leader of the fifth ranking squad. I'm Ariel's grandson."

My etiquette was Ariel planted, eighty years ago, an ancient, itchy thing.

Would it be something that awakens the memory, a vertigo and force enter the body of the old man, and the body stretches out.

I was wondering if you were satisfied?

"Without an introduction (from a common acquaintance), what are you!

Scolded.

"Fair enough. So, what? With a mosquito-like voice on a man's ass!

You're not a small voice, you're a long way from hearing it... I can't help but say something, so I'll stick my voice up.

"Submit to fifth! Kingsguard platoon leader's! My name is Hiro de Calewara! Ariel's! I'm a grandson!"

The old man's eyes open to surprise.

I was wondering if it would even come out in old-fashioned language.

"If you're Ariel's grandson, don't be grand from the start! You don't look alike!

From someone who remembers, that's a natural word.

My face is thin.

Ariel's face is thick. Ironic, but you must be handsome.

(Ma ~, you've turned out to be a great jizz. I used to be an adorable prince. Follow me around)

The old Hasan of the day is staring at us.

The cheeks of the whole face are swollen. I can't even tell you how adorable I am.

After all, have they noticed? He said he wasn't really Ariel's grandson.

... and I also felt backwardness.

That didn't happen.

Make him royal, he's an old man. The strength of selfishness is cumulative.

It's not supposed to be convenient.

"How long will I keep you standing here like this! I don't care about the Kingsguard! I'm going home, so stay with me!

Discard it and go closer to the horse.

If I get kicked, it's important, so I push it up the back of my horse carefully.

I was wondering if you were okay, if you looked up frightened.

Also, stare at this one.

"Your Majesty's Kingsguard, don't act like a horse or a squad leader!

"Accompany me" doesn't mean "take care of me" or anything like that, it means exactly what you say.

His Highness Hasan told me to walk side by side with the horse.

I'll leave the horse's reins with Peter again, and I'll stick next to His Highness.

Horseback riding shakes my body, and I hope it's not a burden to His Highness.

With such concern over this one, His Highness Hasan was looking straight ahead with his back stretched.

For what I said to accompany him, he hasn't spoken a word.

Neighborhood royalty...... not really. Even though the servants rarely look at this place, they don't give a damn.

No, that's royalty, the Rin thing.

(That's stupid, Hiro. Even Philia's gonna talk to you, right? I should have had a conversation with him.)

(Come on. You're desperate, old man)

Vagan, please!

("Slow down, quiet" right? I'll ask the horses)

No matter how well you say you are, it's a walking course for the old man over 90.

His Highness Hasan's home was built a little bit in from the main street, not even a few hundred meters away.

Gently and carefully, accompanied by a lower horse.

"Thank you!"

I didn't see a welcome dwarf, who should respond to that loud noise.

His Highness Hasan walks slowly from the garden tip.

From the building ahead, I can't feel any signs of people.

Although I wouldn't even say "garbage mansion" or "abandoned house". It is obvious that it is "rough".

But turning your consciousness to you is in itself the fault of young people.

It's on the way, a little big stone.

As a flutter, the old man was sitting down.

I have to drop you off at the building.

That's what I thought, and I took a few steps, and my squeaky face turns back.

"What's the Kingsguard holding back! Let's go back to the royal palace!

Maybe he doesn't want to show you around the house.

But. I can't leave you alone.

"Your Highness, I'm off duty today"

I lied. In the afternoon, work shifts are included.

There's no such thing as a case, so it's just a standby.

Acaius nods and leaves.

At noon, a fellow platoon leader returns to the Kingsguard after finishing his morning job. You should let me know by then. I can have someone take my shift on my shoulder.

"My grandfather Ariel told me that His Highness was delighted with the wildness of Panmori Township. How about a field point?

I lied to the lies.

I'm not supposed to be dealing directly with Ariel.

I don't care about that.

I didn't even intend to wait for a response.

I was thinking, "When I get to the mansion, I'll give it to my servant or butler," tea and sweets.

Spread out on the spot.

"It's a tea treat that's no big deal for sticking to wild spots and tricks."

Blood was back on the face of the old man slapping his hatred.

In front of you, you can't go back right away.

The wind blowing on the city avenue, where the sound of horseshoes sounds slowly, in just the right coolness.

"The feeling of my servant, who left an old rubber behind and preceded me, was all that was left."

The crushed boy has experience caring for his half-sleepy grandfather.

"Will you keep a summary of what His Highness needs, Peter"

"I know it's 'people', not 'things', Master."

It's hard.

A society without the concept of "long-term care services (business)".

No, it's not just the nursing care, it's the family or the cousin party that takes care of them.

That's based on one-on-one trust.

If you live too long, you will even be preceded by those who had a personal relationship of trust or their descendants.

Because it is based on personal trust.

For example, "I can do things around me, so will you come with His Highness Hasan for a while? What I say to Peter is unacceptable."

It is an insult to your servants to order you to follow two human beings.

With His Highness Hasan, I'm not convinced that's the way to go.

Because he is also a temperament, a man who is truthful in his manipulation, loud in reason and courtesy.

Speaking of truth.

You didn't suspect anything about me being Ariel's grandson.

I didn't even show you my family crest.

(I don't have the idea to doubt it from the beginning. Not politically oriented, but he was a nobleman among the nobles, even young)

It is the reputation of celebrity Ariel, a direct acquaintance.

You can't be hitting it.

His Highness Hasan was not a lonely old man.