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.

Halfway through the moon came the festive season.

The last year's angel was Sergeant Miyama of the Ministry of Military Affairs, but this year, as is the usual practice.

The lead angel is the Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron.

And I, the royal palace, stood in the hope building above Watsumomon Gate.

He is the guard of His Royal Highness King Aslan.

Greater cheer.

A trendy liturgy, reflecting early summer sunshine, dazzles my eyes.

A line of angels passes by.

The horse starts to step on it.

This is the same as last year, one of the festival showcases.

There was a loud cheer, as if to anticipate where it had subsided.

A beautiful group of horseback riders left.

As traffic control is lifted and the aftermath spreads across the boulevard, people who don't want to wake up.

"Will this be the end of the conspicuous task, Platoon Commander?

"Yeah. And then there's our regular escort assignment."

To the platoon leader's salutation, one of the soldiers made a strange look, but tightened his face immediately.

Because I came to think of our relationship.

This year, Tsukahara Sensei had been recruited by the Kingsfu Martial Arts Master.

Better than Ray and Erkür's Sosur parents and children disappeared.

There was a small gap between His Majesty the Holiness and His Royal Highness Aslan.

Enriching the newly built waterfall entrance, including turning the rote in Kingsguard Platoon Leader and Martial Arts Master.

Though the repository has taken the lead and done a lot of work. There are limits to this.

Although Rossiu Chen had summoned Master Li to Sakan last year.

It was at this time that I finally understood why.

I didn't know it was to gather information from an old master who knew martial artists from all over the country.

… I know what is required.

He said he'd have trouble with "beloved pure martial arts idiots" like Erkühl.

Preferably someone with a "master's distinction," like Ray Sosur.

I don't have a problem with Dr. Maki, but he's just a mess to serve in the palace.

Dr. Matsuoka is, in this respect, an Elkür pedigree. Excellent samurai but can't recommend it.

If you're from the Far East, you can't think of anything other than Tsukahara Sensei.

The Far East Merle family...... H.E. Sophia (abbreviated) Merle, Marquis of Sakti, and H.E. Alexandre de Merle, General of the Conscription North, had also received a strong letter of recommendation in a joint name.

His Royal Highness Aslan is important to the Mel family. I saw a clear desire to be protected by a thoughtful, absolutely certain person.

I got letters from everywhere, too.

To sum up, "You know what I mean? Follow me closely and take me from Normal to Samurai recruitment, okay?," well.

Sensei Tsukahara will be safe. The joy of being able to work with you is also great.

So although I'm just following through with all my might.

All this in the palace... mostly courtesy.

This is a "prescriptive act" of "body wrestling" if you put it to the polar theory, so you wear it instantly.

The daily greetings are the same again. Just looking at me made me remember.

(Things are different from Hiro's. You don't need any follow-up.)

(Will you absorb it without having to teach? This guy's master would have been easier)

And so I said.

One more person practicing a slightly outdated old-fashioned courtesy was added to the Kingsguard.

"What is a mentor so similar?".

Besides inviting His Royal Highness Aslan to smile.

Whatever.

Thankfully. The festival ends with a connection.

Frog-faced Neville Howell has also returned.

"Those who are inferior in appearance cannot be used for tabular stages and events," they said.

The ceremony… I was dragging Neville into a fluttering horse (yawning) at the Archdiocese Cathedral of the Women's Monastery.

"You can't tell if you wear a cassette deep in your eyes, can you? Please. The only thing that's bad is my face, and my body's even," he said. Keep your head down everywhere.

"It was worth it for your husband to just bow his head. The arm of the cavalry is impeccable."

And it was Acaius who reported to me.

Because equestrian pride was indispensable in the parade, he also participated as a member of the Angel this year.

"Mobility is an elite fifteen horsemen. Sixty on foot. If you take it as a loan, it will be a hundred. Remember."

And, well.

Neville is talking about fighting to say it's a festival. Says it's not just personal martial arts.

He looks bored, but his jaw is pointing up.

Exactly what I'm good at, I can't help but be told it's ugly. This is like a country luxury.

Such a Neville turned around and showed a slightly more special kind of waist.

"This is... the new one? Are you a martial arts teacher?

I have eyes to see, that's all I'll admit.

Your martial arts are real after all.

"Introduce. My master of swordsmanship, Tsukahara Sensei."

I opened my eyes, Neville, compared to me as I was.

"He who invented the word 'Disciple of Wonder' deserves a title."

A back that leaves a discarded dialogue and stays away.

I couldn't hide the chilling excitement.

"I totally agree with that."

Probably trying to replace the disgust with a greeting, Edward?

"Hey Hiro, my master has to go around saying hello, too, right? Together if you like..."

Just like Tsukahara Sensei was called from Far East Road.

Master Martial Arts had also been invited by Xihai Road.

Correct Edward...... Originally, he is the master of the mace he nurtured.

I hope so.

"If we go around together, I'll have to show you two what a 'greeting' looks like!

The consent of public opinion and industry will still be necessary as a tacit understanding for the "leftovers" to become the "Kingsguard Martial Arts Master" in Wangdu - and indeed to the samurai of His Majesty and His Highness.

Even if you hear the name "Oriental Three Swordsmen," it's because the samurai are the people who want to say, "That's not what it is." "Greeting" is also indispensable.

As for Tsukahara Sensei's follow-up and rooting, it was there that she used her nerves.

"'I don't know what's going on here,' to you, a young man?

When I offered to accompany and accompany him, a bitter laugh returned.

"If you're such a 'greeter' person, you're used to it," you want to say.

"Please. Just stick to your teacher's side, because you'll be studying the Brotherhood."

And so on, if you make a painful excuse.

Dr. Tsukahara, I've returned a bitter laugh.

"What is the King's Capital?" What is it? … then sweet to the words of His Excellency the Baron "

As you can remember quickly until such a reward.

By so much reliance, it was a sigh.