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.

Daylight grandeur, arguing on the side of the road.

If this is the mess of the king's capital, it's a "familiar sight".

It is not often seen in the territorial states or Cognacs where the "rulers" exist.

Unlike modern Japan, (no, or is it the same?) Is it too much to say that urban dwellers are "'losers' who could not live in the countryside" …?

In any case, many of the inhabitants of the city (especially Rikyo) did not shrug off before the division of agricultural land or "goodwill," the flowers.

Because people who have spent their days competing from an early age to this day are constantly killing each other.

Compared to that, people living in rural areas own a minimum of "wealth" … a buffer of concessions.

And the neighbors have been cotton and neighbors for a lifetime.

Trouble, of course. It's just friction, though there is as much. It's rare to yell out loud.

The way the dispute is fought presents a more "snuggly" appearance. Under the water, for better or worse, for more or less.

Anyway, I was wondering what it was. I was just listening.

It's a relief that this is still a territorial state.

He was an artisan.

No, I'm not talking about belonging to an guild or anything like that...... the contention of people who are fond of Sunday carpenters.

What seemed to me to be a territorial state was its content.

"Bamboo charcoal is a good decision!

"No, you're a hinoki. It smells different."

"Buna charcoal tastes better!

Who can make the best "tasty water" with a Calewara-style water purifier?

That's what I was competing for.

It was a peaceful view everywhere.

"Think about the stone."

"Three layers of debris, it's better to make it a little smaller"

Demonic Modified Nation......?

To nostalgia, like wanting to immerse yourself in sentiment.

"It's the same as the Far East. If I can relax, I'll learn a good hobby. I can remember family business in home education. It will combat unemployment and reduce crime. No need to impose loyalty."

Exactly "enough clothing to know courtesy," one ideal.

But that's with the kindness of being made up of the Far East of a war economy or under a specially privileged Tachibana family.

Anyone under the control of the Karewala family must be trained as a militia.

War is a earner, and... it's a slacker.

The number of people left is the right population, and they inherit the farmland.

Even if society has become a little richer as we have been able to arouse new industries.

Its "industrial structure" remains unchanged and cannot be changed.

"Thank you, Rayna. That was helpful."

I'm not lying. Helpful. But......

To an ambiguous smile, what Philia and Thousand Early returned was a faceless look.

Neither refusal nor contempt. This, trust.

A face I know I don't need to say anything.

Still, Raina ate down.

"I know. But just one more thing. I've said this before... we're the ones who move people the way they think we are. That's all."

"Oh. I know too...... no, I'm going to 'worry about it that way'"

To the interaction, Philia and Thousand Early Eyes raged.

Same flow as the Rear Palace disturbance at the beginning of the year.

"How long will you give me," he said, "are you still making fun of me".

Come on, I have to do something about it, too, when I think about it.

I'll see you at the end of the day.

From the roadside store, warm curtains (?) scratch.

A familiar voice sounds familiar.

"Maybe this song is more interesting than just about men and women"

Political posture, creed, or life.

Whether you take a different path or a tough conflict.

Attaching a heart should be possible.

"Good story, why the song?

Mr. Phyllia!

Man, it's a "little good story"! Please understand!

Yes, there, drunk middle-aged!

I can't let you swim my eyes! I'm not looking at you!

"He was talking to each other anyway, and he was talking about something nasty, right? Even so, you fucking father! What are you eavesdropping at! Suppose the Count does!

"You guys are inadvertent. The people don't understand, but now we have a line in South Ridge, right? There must be some irregular" associates "involved."

Though it didn't seem like it, and I mentioned it like a politician.

Defense is what I'd like to ask you to do as my lord and master.

I didn't give it a while to say... etc., and from behind its skinny, there was still a shadow.

"It's uncovered. We've eliminated the suspicious from your surroundings."

"Hia," a high trembling voice.

Count, who should be lacking in physical abilities, would the 50 cm have jumped up?

"This is Mr. Hume, it's been a long time. No, you saw him sometimes at the yard end of the rear palace. And I can't believe I ruled it out..."

My lord, it should be good to get out there strong.

"Why don't you just kill me on my territory? Something like that."

Really, when I cut it, I crush my liver as soon as I can.

"Shall we be five years now? The reprimand I received from Your Excellency is still on your chest. Even when I called it elimination, it was" Aikonta, "until I said," Go that way. "The good guys are helping us."

Sort of.

There must be no such thing as facing security personnel around the venue during treaty negotiations.

Put it down, Hume, I was showing you the meeting.

to Marco Grimm standing behind Filia.

If you think there are signs of people coming from all over the place with a sleigh.

"What is it, guys, with those eyes? There's just a guard stuck in the hall and the clan, so you're okay?

Raina, looking back, points to the hill.

That was the "Hall".

"We have an important meeting to arrange. We welcome you in the clan, ladies and gentlemen!