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.

After a warm welcome in Tsushima Village, my neck became cold.

I shouldn't do this.

Nowadays, the first island is Count Tachibana territory.

1,000 years...... no, even the "rubbish" from before is unacceptable to discredit the authority of the Count.

And one more thing.

After the event, I was going to leave the policing of this village to the man who brought me here... and Avon (who trained at the Tachibana family).

If you gather the expectations of the Avon family - an honest and cheerful boy, no doubt greeted with warm eyes - the authority of the main house of Karewala is placed upon you.

(I began to notice even if someone didn't speak up. As reliable as you can be)

(When we met, I wonder where even the blubbering boy went)

(Hiro, I'm scared of your face. Who does most of this kill?

Was there something out there that was close to killing you?

Oh, so Chiharu is approaching.

"No, I was wondering if there were any other pawns I could entrust to this land."

Now, I'm not going to let Akaius go out of my closeness.

Yul is entrusted with the consolidation of Panmori.

Peter has no family name and should not keep these jobs...... let him have a family name. Twenty years...

The man I met in Ray Guan (during the tabernacle of Episode 163) was also part of the Karewala family.

Kai Owen, a native of the Barberg family and a man who served the Woodmell and Mel families.

Reliable… the Balberg-based flavour lies in construction and architecture.

Maintenance of the building, creation of blue photographs of lookouts along the streets, and negotiation desks related to new facilities in the religious community.

I'm a newcomer, but I'm also entrusting this Kai with a big job. I won't let it peel.

Chiharu, the new American lord, after all. He was painfully understanding what he was talking about.

"With my son, with the spectrum crowd, and with the Brotherhood crowd personally gathered by Lord Hilo. It's hard to balance."

Those who aspired to that "personal frat party" had also arrived.

Part time security and I spoke to the students at the school... because I called them.

The matter of Lenegius Exia is naturally known throughout the school.

King's Capital of Job Difficulties. I want to take even a narrow chance, people.

I was going to push Mel and Tachibana too.

"What do you think would happen if you pushed a pawn beyond Mr. Renegius against his sister and his wife?... 'Why did you deposit it with His Excellency Uncle Ezzio Borderline, please ask Hilo why in detail, Philia? I have a letter for you."

In the wind of the division, the neck muscles get cold again.

Let it be after next year...... and people are not easy to find.

Whether to nurture and hand it over or look around outside the school. Even I want people.

If something happens, I can't wait to see more work in the chain reaction.

But well.

Tachibana and Mel, what do you know?

It doesn't matter if you see the beauty of the gleaming lake surface in front of you in the early winter sunset.

I wonder what this feels like when your chest is tightened.

(Yeah, this is where Karewala originated. It's a good place, isn't it?

"Generations of my lord have been fond of poetry orchestras, that's why I know better."

There is no need to impose it as a "learning".

Sing or squeal the instrument...... or dance.

It was fun I couldn't help but do something.

A stone tablet stood.

It was the origins of the Karewala family that were inscribed, meeting His Majesty the Founding Hero King.

Though I know it would be a lot more beautiful anyway, nevertheless.

(so the reeds sprang around in favor of complex waterways)

(Finally, I stopped hiding that I was a lake thief, and Ariel)

Lake surface reflecting the colour of blood.

This is also the landscape burned in the eyes by the historical contemporaries of Calewara.

"Well starting tomorrow, are you working... ah, no. It's time to get started."

Because an all-night team will show up.

For security's sake, I really need you to give me a break.

"If you're on the brink of the Mel family, you're staying at Purple Moon Castle."

I want you to do that.

If anything happens to "noble," I can't wait.

Although it doesn't mean anything is good for the middle class or the common people.

"But some of them are willing to join us."

Hide the family crest. but they come in quite a line for protection.

It is then detected in the Mel family's scourge net as an "armed group of unknown affiliation".

If you don't like it, it means "pretending to be a small number of travelers".

Now there's a safety problem. Even if it's noble, I want you to be prepared for a minimum offering.

That's why.

This year, an "off-site space" was set up in Tsushima Village.

"Visitors, please give your names and stay at the Purple Moon Castle of the Mel family! If you're impatient, I'd like you to disguise yourself here that morning!

Everyone with the honorable family name went U-turn.

All that remained was a light-hearted all-night group.

I still decided to put it all together and throw it in the "off venue space".

"It is courtesy of Tachibana Family Character. There is no forgiveness for those who make noise in this space, therefore, with intent!

If you shake Asakura (in therapy).

A demon in the sunset rises like a black flame.

It's a good idea.

"Yeah. Isn't this idea, the wide range of applications? A little more sophistication would make me feel like I could create something..."

Hi, this other world, or something called kingdom.

I'm not aware of the "service industry" or "it doesn't have to be, but if it is, it's a little convenient" thing.

Well, it's a medieval - modern society, so naturally?

Maybe the Japanese "hospitality" spirit is just too high.

But nevertheless.

Looking at the lake's surface lit by the setting sun.

See ya. My chest is tightening. There's something to rush up and stick up.

(Don't you know yet!? Do what you want! Is this the land of Calewala, to Mel, to Tachibana, no, to the royal family, to mouth and hand! What the fuck!

Faster than the words, a man exposed naked like a statue was ringing the harp.

He also screams out, ripping his throat open.

There was a high tension, and then a heavy, low voice.

It was the voice of a man who lost his life where he grew up from a young man.

Crawl through the ground as you create strange melodies.

repeated rhythms.

An old spirit took pieces of wood in his hands. Hit the trunk in silence.

I heard a high howl, coming from my feet. No man, no beast, no scream.

The inner girl, who had lost her life young, lay down on the ground.

A demon wrapped around his waist has conveyed a powerful vibration.

Everyone had clear eyes.

There was something that fell away.

My eyes were out of focus, too.

All I felt was the glow of the lake and the urge to push myself through.

I was screaming something. I was singing it up.

To Ariel, to Karewala. I had given myself up.