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 New Year's Eve event (banquet) rush is over, and the stomach and intestines finally regain calm.

As a Kingsguard platoon leader, I just stepped into the rear palace, which is my workplace.

A glossy woman smiled.

It's a matter of going up to fifth place, and I was wondering if I could finally be a guy who'd like to give me a little invite. If you feel slightly better and say hello as refreshingly as you can.

Then the woman, which, keep the smile.

"Samurai (Nanakami) is here for you," he said, an administrative communication.

God, get on with it. Sorry, Nasai!

Is there something I can't do about it!

(Your God would be here.)

A three-haired cat in front of her prey loosens her tail.

I have no choice but to give up.

There was snow in the garden of the station I went to.

Is it possible that even the sounds of calluses that advance the steps are sucked in and the sight is accentuated? If you lay flat in front of the curtains while the blinking white of the snow and the bright red of the southern heavens and their contrasts also blinded you.

"Don't hesitate to do so. Come on in," said the stretching alto voice.

This was a gorgeous, brightly colored room if you let yourself in as you were invited.

but a samurai is the "secretary-general" of the rear palace (back) at the same time as being His Majesty's mistress.

The sight that made me realize that was spreading in front of me.

On the front, a samurai with a refreshing appearance.

And towards the left front seat, small and adorable...... little devil girl.

Raina de la Tachibana Normal Samurai was in formation.

Then that seat, the other three seats, will be definitely the predecessor Normal Samurai.

Rayna's Diagonal...... Look here. Right, a seat close to the samurai is the lead samurai?

Cool eyes, no, sharp eyes clear glasses and shoot this one.

Although it must be beautiful, its residence is "bureaucratic to see".

The story that I didn't concurrently serve as His Majesty's mistress also seemed somewhat nodding.

The Second Seat Normal Samurai, sitting across the street from the head, was an adorable, drooping woman.

Across the street from Raina is the three-seat Normal Samurai, this is a sneaky, still a good old woman to say a girl.

These two are His Majesty's mistresses, women who still possess somewhere "itchy" (which I think is a handy word to keep them from using fast balls such as "soaked").

If that's the "back" part, it's a variety of different types. A man would dream of a harem life once...... oops, I shouldn't have been deceived. Because it is more than the position of "Normal Samurai". Whether you look colorful or young, you can only be sure that you are the clerk of the cutter. It is the corner of intelligence that represents the women of the kingdom.

Although the desk had not been given, two more women officers were also samurai in front of it.

The woman on the right turns to show the meeting gently. She was an "executive" woman with Sir Ozo's palace. I am in contact with Her Majesty the Queen, Mother of the Palace.

The woman on the left is really a clerk!? So much so that she was a "compelling" woman.

The woman in that hand must have thought "with Her Highness the Queen" first. That is the common understanding of the bureaucrats entering and leaving the rear palace.

Then. "The Seven Engles in the Back" said there was a lot of people here right now.

Seven Devils? I don't know.

The ladies who accompany you around, they are just as beautiful.

Cheeks that can't help but loosen up when distracted.

Bite the teeth behind it and make a desperately stubborn face.

"I grabbed it when you called."

"Congratulations on your promotion, Baron Karewala"

And I've said a lot of greetings, and now to the point.

"It was nothing else that called you up. Let's start with this…"

In response to that voice, a compelling woman approached the front.

Tighten your facial expressions more and more so as not to stretch under your nose.

And what was handed to me was like a "grass paper" that was bound.

I just concentrated my gaze and consciousness there.

My fingers stroked the back of my hand I received.

Lady, which of you has been playing pranks in the shadow of a blind spot made of your own body?

If you look up surprised, a red, uplifted eyeful and a loose mouth.

If this expression breaks down, turn yourself around as if you anticipated it.

I want to show up in the front... a squeaky squire.

Face down.

"I did receive it. May I see it?

They say, "Read."

He had to deceive himself by issuing a loose question between them.

Know it or not, forgiveness goes down.... No, you're finding out. This is...

What Rayna's little nose is sarcastically moving about.

Anyway, that grass paper, if you look at it.

Definitely an Itchy item for the "exhibition impromptu" at the end of last year.

The so-called "lily book," which is also a "nama thing (a book modeled on a real person)".

That said, there is no such thing as a depiction. What is felt is respect and love for the subject, and the prudence of the drawer.

In Japan, that. Could it be "Treasure Tsuka fans wrote SS and painted as they admired it" or something like that?

"How was it? I'd like to hear your opinion without objection."

Is it unforgivable?

Honest thoughts, you don't want them, do you? "Exemplary Answer," there's only one, right?

(You're good, this painter. Who?)

All right, that's it, Pink!

"I know it's a masterful pen."

The samurai frowned and moved.

The glasses of the head samurai shine.

The second seat did not break his smile, and the three seats did not try to gaze at him earlier.

Rayna in the last seat has a shuddering face.

"... and that, uh. That's what my ghost (Ghost) whispers"

I'm in the mood for a cage in my crust.

"It was Io's wife who drew this, wasn't it?

"I made you portray it, Dear Carintha (Second Seat)"

While I emphatically argue that I deliberately "made it photocopied".

Gentlemen, are you offended by this grass paper?

Here's the lead...... Sama the Samurai, one of the biggest powers in the Back Palace, who was putting up a "male role"?

All right, I see the right answer!... and though I'd like to. Because I'm still a little scared.

"Then does the original exist"

By pinching the chatter, if you try to take the time off just a little.

I was quickly packed in time by the same gate.

"Yes. I have given copies to the public and to all the high priests who were expected to serve as samurai. Mr. Hiro, you can have it."

Did you say it was competition, Mr. Raina?

If you run away because you don't feel comfortable, "I can't remember," he said.

I'll check it out.

"This is a trustworthy word"

"That weighs exactly a thousand pounds."

"I'm still best left to the gentleman"

Hua of the Back Palace was sending a smile to Raina, not me at the same time...

Is it the "Admiral's neck" that takes the word?

If you think you let a friend put a handle on you.

And if you go home to work.

"Hi Hiro, you too."

"Shimei! If you knew, let me know first!

"We all got cold sweats. You're not the only one spared. It's not fair."

Called was the majority of "young" entering and leaving the rear palace. The faces of "veterans", even "young" in their capacity and age, most like the six-place collector, appear to have not had to be baptized in the New Year.

I was still sighing, Mikael Chagall, who was called in.

The man, who was sixth in the fall last year but was named Bachelor Han Lin, had rightly been named sixth collector this spring.

"Are you saying that even the same six-place collector treats me like a junior?"

"Oh, Mikael, are you unhappy to be treated in the same line as our youngsters?

"This is rude, Master Shimei! This Mikael Chagall is trembling with emotion!

Playful words and deeds suit me anyway.

A flashy outfit utilizing a deep carved face, and remarkable words and deeds.

Sift the spicy arm by making it loving and hidden.

"This is ridiculous. Do we need to get this thing right?

Like me, Edward raised his voice when he was appointed captain of the Kingsguard squad this spring.

"What does it have to do with politics or the military? I don't like looking at a woman's face."

"Good word, Mr. Edward. What our officials should argue about is that we should not be bothered by the scriptures and leaves of the heavens."

Ethan, though serious.

I'm not a man who unnecessarily imitates "swinging honesty".

The expression floating around at the moment is not "anger"...... the same "play zla" as Mikael.

"What about that heart?

And, if you turn to the water.

"Craftsmanship, it's natural for us to go in and out of the backyard. That's the only thing that touches the fold and says a lot. I'm in a good mood for your wife when it sounds like" I worked dizzily for all the ladies. "

"So are you going to ignore it, Lord Dexter?

"'That scares me'. Isn't that right, Mr. Mikael? 'I'm an unconcerned outlaw. I couldn't find out,' excuse me, but I'll send you an apology."

The public is presumably better.

It seems to be a little "blameworthy" if it is too distracting.

"Shit! You rich bastard!"

"Edward, you don't have to get in the mood. You can say" manly. "But it's a waste of time. I'd say it's a chance to get close to a woman in the womb."

If you work, you can say "honest people". Isn't that right, Shimei?

A handsome man always gains.

"Yeah, I need to go take every chance I can pick up."

In Mikael and Shimei, "chance" means something different.

I know, and I said grandly, "I'm going for a bump, right?" It is this man's stance to publicly proclaim.

But no chance, no nothing.

Even if they just give me the grass paper and tell me who the killer is, hey?

... and well. I was just turning it apart without any concern.

"Lord Karewala, do you want to run out?

You don't have to say it in a strong way.

It's also troublesome to reply, so I invite that Mikael and positive Shimei.

Three people, if you spread the grass paper and watch.

"But don't you think it's a boring painting?

"Is that what this is about, Shimei? I thought you were good."

"No, Hiro, you. The technology is great. But there's nothing 'looming' here. If you want to borrow Uncle Osam's words, it's not real."

"Is it still because it's a 'mock-up'... if you think so and compare it...?

The mumbling Mikael and Shimei, I noticed.

Despite the simulation created by the same person as "investigative material," the three copies of grass paper are subtly different. No, it matches every detail, but something's different.

"Edward, Ethan! If you don't want to use it, can you give me that grass paper?

Arrange it.

The last mock-up I was given is "best".

It's not like this has happened or anything.

Even if it is not "real"...... there is something "imminent".

"Interesting. Did you get any feelings on it? How is it different from the original?

"I said good things, Hiro." You don't have to look at the original, "could you see the ladies again under that pretext!

But I'm going again because it was quite a matter of concern.

It took Shimei as a shield and carried Mikael and the three of us to visit.