Separate room, between.

People who never stood on the table stage of diplomacy were welcomed.

Even if I try to be a samurai martial artist, reception parties and such are just boring.

Stiff things to say. It's much better to drink and eat to your peers without a snooze.

The beginning and end of joining us, even the civilian in charge of the back, not with dignitaries.

My associate, Nick Sharer, who was seconded by the Kreutz family, is here again.

As my nephew, I was talking to Cole Scheer, who is also the secretary of the Southern Ridge executive.

I think our one party that makes it is the Far East Valve.

Akaius, who was a young man in the Woodmell family.

Kai Owen, who is entrusting the infrastructure, this is from his uncle's matrimonial family, the Barberg family.

We have the help of Hume from inside the Kasumi under the Meadier family umbrella.

And Nick Scheer, who is being followed this time, is the victim of that matrimonial Kreutz family.

I wonder if we also need to be aware of regional balance in the future… etc., a sign of concern.

Did you take that look in a different way, or Nick started making excuses.

"No, I'm a relative I can't see inside."

Did you think your nephew Cole was suspected of being a young executive in South Ridge, an insider and both genus?

This hand suspicion easily melts trust.

Early on, we need to get rid of it from the root.

"I don't doubt it. If you get out on the battlefield, there's nothing to talk about. Therefore, these opportunities are precious… all martial arts officers know that"

Each master, works for the neighboring parents, that feeling is the same.

Even if divided into enemy allies.

"Even if it cracks, I'll see you at the end of the day." … Or this.

But in order to pierce every beauty, you need to be cold.

It's only good if I don't give Nick important information.

Because if you create a situation that doesn't hurt when you're tipped off, there's no point in doubting it.

I have as many other resources as I need to devote.

Yeah, for example.

"Were you guys close, too? Surprisingly, surprisingly, but when it comes to understanding, it's like knowing."

It was frog-faced Kingsguard Neville Howell and... Charles Valois, the second brother of Dear Alex, who had exiled to South Ridge, who was smiling and exchanging liquor.

Almost the same personality, along with indie martial arts.

Were you close, or were you competing with a sense of rivalry? Though both are possible stories.

These two have something else in common… because there must have been depression.

"Those who smell the same will soon know."

Word by Don Norton of the Bach Chamber of Commerce, the man who led the embezzlement case in the Far East.

When I heard it, I ran scared.

When you are scratching, it is easy to see those who have the same thoughts.

And it makes me remember my irresistible self-loathing for what I look like to others.

"In that year, you're a bad guy everywhere."

Unless it's a "one soldier and platoon leader," Neville listens to reciprocal mouth.

The inner toge is peeling, and it doesn't twist into rhetoric.

Though I personally don't think it's too bad.

"Hey, such a mouth to your boss, Baron"

Charles' face had the same "awkwardness" that he had when he first met him.

I wanted to see it because it was a loose expression until earlier.

"I don't care, this is what happened. 'That's what it is', don't we?

"Divided into enemy allies" tease.... later on the battlefield.

It's no longer necessary to take troublesome consideration. It's easy to understand.

Charles, still a military aristocrat, seems to have guessed.

"Alex's brother and I are treasured. Everybody wants to hear that story."

"I'm just glad you didn't come around here enough to ask. Thank you to the Mel family for dragging us out to the Far East."

To find out from the hands of Cole Sharer.

Charles is in South Ridge, and I see he spoke honestly about the "size" of Master Alex.

"That guy, it's no big deal," he wants to say, which should have been there until this time.

They don't have to feel any of that now. That's why you look so good.

... an organization where capable men can work without giving in, huh?

It could be tough.

"You two know each other?

Uncle Nick pinches his mouth before Cole answers.

"This time it looks like Cole has a fold around the back, and Mr. Valois is in the role of that escort. … you think you serve the same person"

Give me the information I sucked out of my nephew.

I know perfectly well that that is the role I am required to play.

This information should also be unobstructed.

Each one of them brings home the handles to the home (Miyagi).

"You sound like a good husband, don't you?

The master prides himself on something like the mastery of the Brotherhood.

I thought I could extract as much information as I wanted.

"Be modest about this. I've never seen such a good smile from Neville. Is it due to your kindness?

And so on, though Charles has clouded me.

I'm also pretty sure Neville has a good face.

Though it came with us because we didn't get very close to the Kingsguard.

At this rate, it's okay to go with the Kingsguard, right?

"Because a frog in the well found out about Lake Chu. Until now, I didn't even have the courage to step out of the capital. You were unhappy with the half-treatment. It's pathetic, I think."

A story that masturbates your appearance.

I'm not sure if it's a good idea to laugh, but Neville, I've been pushing.

"Don't hesitate to let me snap you on your back until you're out in the ocean, okay?

"When I met the enemy, I promised to throw you in my face."

Don't hesitate to take this one down.