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.

"Winner, Sinnoske"

A stopped sweat erupted, as if he could not wait.

Though I thought so, having played a bad game in front of His Highness.

They were out-of-the-box favorites from around them, and after the game, the exchange of thoughts and questions is pointedly directed.

"I also hear that the side that is dripping sweat is being pushed, how?

His Highness Aslan's voice is soft.

Sir, the Palace is silent.

But from beyond the curtain, to me and Sinnoske... and the gaze directed at the martial arts players who participated in the match in front of you was caged with strong power.

"I don't know the other way around, in the current... if I'm hungry, I eat rice, if I get sleepy, I go to bed. Take that for granted and nature. If you grab a knife, it makes sense to kill people. Naturally, if it's hot, it's natural to sweat. Sweat is a sign that you are forcing unnatural tension."

Sensei Tsukahara, he said something terrible.

It should be noted that even the same knife master, Timur's master - but also Bayajit and Isen's master - has different ideas.

"The currents originate in the art of protecting the samurai. When it's in the mountains and it makes a noise, it's the pot the beast thinks it is, and sweating is regarded as proof left that it can't be kept as it should be in battle. That's an interesting thing about the difference between a genre.... No, Sinnoske, I can't shake your vision of winning."

Either way, the winner is Sinnoske.

With, I was allowed to pass on my exemptions.

Doctorate if you can metaphor modern Japan, "You can form a party independently," Tsukahara teacher recognized.

And later.

In the meadows of Panforest, I was just letting the kids play.

Side by side...... my buddy since the Far East turned around.

Feel the swordswallowing air.

"Hiro. Serious battle, get it taken"

I knew why.

About the day your match took place.

Its heroic behavior was prominent when the liberated Erkür defeated the legendary evil spirit.

So who let it go, and the conversation flows to you.

If it was Edward, me, Chiharu and Philia that were at the scene......

I can easily imagine what was going on.

The man who shot Erkür Sosur, Hiro, not to mention four people.

Opponent Sinnoske, even though he is a brother. I was wondering if it would be so easy to get behind.

Between the audience in the previous match, questions were being whispered.

"Eight hundred?"

"I would have seen their master. who should also be compared to our Sosurists. You can't forgive me."

"Relax to love, there will be a gap in your heart"

"I can't be proud of one, Baron, or master of swordsmanship. One swordsman, if you are carrying a handful of arms. The victory in your game, the meaning of honor, is different."

Though he who remembers in his arms and sees in his eyes knew the truth.

Sinnoske and Hiro, the strength of a brotherly disciple is not so badly open.

Then the outcome of the battle will depend on concentration, intent, and the physical condition of the day… roughly fine circumstances.

"Including everything, my brother Sinnoske was outnumbered that day."

"Mr. Hiro, you weren't in the mood somewhere. He didn't seem to be able to concentrate."

Although strange rumors eventually disappeared due to those words earlier.

Sinnoske kept feeling unconvinced somewhere.

"You're not the one who imitates deliberately out of hand trying to get me to hold flowers. Sensei Tsukahara can't be forgiven either. But Hiro, you were different the other day. I almost felt like it."

Don't you understand?

"I don't know. That game is your win, Sinnoske. He outsmarted me with temper."

It's in front of the kids, keep that killing in mind.

"I'm just relaxing, sorry.... and say, Hiro. When can you be alone? In front of everyone here right now - Mr. Acaius, Peter, Yul, Hume - you wouldn't be able to show yourself losing, would you?

beat me...... no, sign up for a serious battle, and this killer. He's going to kill me.

You're serious, Sinnoske.

But I can't do that.

You can never beat me right now. I'll tell you that.

"Yu stay and watch! No, as a fellow gate, I ask you to be present!... Peter takes the kids over there"

"I'm grateful, Hiro. No!"

Let each other out. Or the battle was decided.

The amputated knife, its cutting-edge pierces Sinnoske's foot.

"You knew that, didn't you? If it becomes a serious battle, you will take on not only me, but Asakura the Demon Knife, plus all the spiritual powers of the Ghosts. It's also with Yul and Akaius, exposed to the killing of Hume. On a four-to-one basis, even Yingjie Erkühl takes lag."

I hate to talk about it, but the quality of the knife... even financial power is a battle, involving life and death.

"Sinnoske, you are a samurai. But I'm a soldier. From the day we met, the day I met Tsukahara Sensei... there was no one-on-one battle. Convince me."

The cheeks of the man who was inflating the killing swelled.

I go back to the boy's face I've seen all along in the dojo.

"I don't like it. Are you convinced or something? But I pull here. That's the way to fight.... and beat up the Normal Generals at Sosur Dojo instead. You deserve to beat Hiro, I'll show you my arm just to make you say so. So for a while now, I'm gonna take care of you, okay?

"Whoa. Hit him with Tsukahara's slaughter"

"The stamps are exempt. Everyone tells me what looks great."

Same door, with Sinnoske, Hume and me.

I don't know how many times I've crossed a knife. Something just flows in between.

Something of it turns its heels to laughter and disappears into a high, blue autumn sky.

And the wind blowing through.

To its strength, I accidentally flaunted my shoulders.

Remember that illusion, like something cold crawled into the laugh gap you put away.

"... Sinnoske. From other nobles at the Sosur dojo, no. Even if it's a request from a friend. If anything happens, talk to me before you take it."

I was really curious about the sight of Sergeant Miyama.

"I knew you couldn't be a swordsman, Hiro. Okay, I'll worry about it."

A particular loose face was floating.

You won, you got all the exemptions, and you were a dull apprentice.

If that face clears up, see what happens to the master.

If you go into a serious battle without forgiveness, it's that. As for, of course.

Teacher Tsukahara, who was on vacation and came to Iwamori, had given our disciples strict guidance since New Year.

After you're done, time for a welcome.

The stumps of my adopted daughter and the way she makes tea were becoming the same.

I can't sleep with Veronica on her feet.

Touch the soothing air, I think.

Sinnoske hit me, a friend of many years, with an intolerable hesitation.

"It makes sense to slaughter people if you put a knife in them," he said.

Dr. Matsuoka said something similar.

But Tsukahara told Erkür he wasn't obsessed.

"My left shoulder wound, it wasn't healing"

I could see my win, there's no point in playing games...?

Intense. No, it has to be. That's why I'm Sensei Tsukahara.

"It's a shame, though. There's something else I should try."

A thought comes to that expression that says it without feeling it.

Speaking of which, who is the master of the Oriental Three Swordsmen?

In the fifties for one generation, though I should still be active when I think of Ray Sosur.

Sinnoske was also trembling at the master's statement of determination.

"I'm going to try a thousand early. I didn't see him in your game."

"I won't tolerate that"

I stare at it with my mouth...... on the contrary, I could have even skipped to kill myself.

"Why do you decide, Hiro!

I'm not even going to let it go on.

"Chiharu is retiring. At least for the next two years."

What the... and Sinnoske, who gave a barbaric voice.

Before I tilt my neck, an answer is given by my esteemed master.

"Congratulations, Hiro"

Stuff and two, with a smile pointed this way.

That dusty way, timing, just like parents and kids.

"Ah..."

That's what I'm talking about, Sinnoske.

"I was asked two days before your game. You think I can concentrate?

They're not sure yet, but that's what Thousands of Early Says. Let's be sure.

I live in this country for no one else, and I could do that.

"This immature man. I'm still the winner of that game."

That's what you've been saying since the beginning, isn't it?

You can lose, Sinnoske.

Honestly, I don't care now.