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.

A man in a tuxedo with a mask (domino) guides him to the light of the moon... under, illuminated.

It was Mikael Chagall's costume, or his punishment. No, he was a legendary idiot.

I don't know why.

Mr. Osam, who skipped a glimpse of laughter, also understood.

Its eyes that receive the light of the moon directly from the front and are directed at us without wrapping it. I wasn't laughing.

"If you're looking into it, say so from the beginning."

Yes. The reason I hide my eyes in a mask is because they don't read my mind.

Black glasses are mainly used in the kingdom. By the judge.

Example sentence forgery case.

Mikael was deriving a joke reasoning.

The day before this.

It was the afternoon of early autumn, when the border dispute was cleared and the report was completed at the vault.

When I left the south gate of the rear palace and tried to make my way to the Kingsguard, a white man from the shadow of the pillars appeared to rinse.

"'From the typeface and typeface, it's unlikely that I'm Mikael Chagall,' I asked. If you check that out for clues first...... don't you think it looks like someone else?

Look again, I don't know.

It just seems like the style you often see in the palace, if you put your neck on it.

"Prejudice is just a vendetta if you tackle roughly the challenge. With a flat eye, the idea of being unpretentious... isn't that what the public is so good at that they never get chased by chores?

It's tangled. Out of the question.

Unlike our middle-class nobles, who are chased by chores every day, are you free? and.

What I said back instantly was a man with no taste in dating this Te civilian Nori.

"Say it because it's good, Mikael. That's what I'm talking about. You shut up."

I scratch up my redhead... and urge her to scratch it up.

"Then I say. Brief and straightforward logic. It doesn't use any more elusive vocabulary than it needs to be, and it doesn't really make it plain. … I was wondering if you would understand that."

A euphemism of where the wind blows, such as Edward's words thrusting into evil.

But well, sure. If you ask me.

"His Excellency Count Tachibana?

"That's right, my lord Karewala. Exactly" Tachibana of Sentences, "if you are obsessed with sentences. I wrote my own brush without leaving it to others (one) and left it only to the collector to mix the completed paperwork...... I can't say it's impossible?

Often, I lose my word.

There are no signs that the sun will tilt and I just get sick of strong lighting back.

Hard to say the right situation to sum up my thoughts, but I had to open my mouth.

Because I can't get on that bad reasoning, no matter how much.

"OK, prediction elimination is a big principle of investigation. Hypothesis always needs to be questioned."

But honestly, it's hard.

What's so crude about it... I turn my face next to it to make it explain to the brains who represent the kingdom.

"Right, Hiro. It's an inference to cover with a single shot.... Tachibana Owner's style, font. That's where all the literary people of my life say it, isn't it? Struggle for a poetry prose and let your younger brother imitate it."

Thanks to this, the person in question drank and walked the writing at the expense of alcohol.

Conscious left-handed civilian aristocrats admire the aftermath.

"Tachibana's coloured paper is listed in the liquor store over there. I definitely need to go and learn".

As a result of his studies, his mouth smoothed and he sang a high song. There will be flowers of grace to pass on to the next generation.

... Anyway.

"If you are a current civil servant in your twenties and thirties and a caretaker, whoever you are. Tachibana's fonts and styles are modeled."

Ethan is right. You got it, Mikael.

(Hiro, you know, come on)

(I think it will be time to show up at the vault. Throwing trouble at other people, huh?

(He was already a sidekick when I met him. Was there any cuteness before you came to Wang Du?

"This is what I did… but that objection does not result in the removal of Count Tachibana from the suspect"

I see. Sure.

That "everyone is suspicious" only leads to an inconclusive conclusion.

No, the likelihood of veterans, cabinet members, undersecretaries and directors being "direct offenders" is much smaller.

Because it would be the earlier and earlier Earls of Tachibana that they imitated when they were younger.

If it's a cabinet house in the first place, "What do you do to imitate Tachibana? It would be that he was educated to write letters that could be imitated".

Then again.

The direct killer seems to be a collector... but there are still more than thirty of them.

"Hey Mikael, what are you thinking? If you look at that shabby bump, I can tell. You, you didn't suspect Mr. Osam from the beginning. Then what..."

I'll tell you what, Edward.

You know, in this fucking hot weather, you get on with his thoughts that make it a hassle.

"Oh, how dare you! I don't know where to disparage the head of the collector or even His Excellency Tachibana. Everyone gets annoyed when they touch the scales, we keep it to ourselves."

"We are also familiar with the ruggedness of palace service - I wouldn't hesitate to criticize the superior if it was for duty, Mr. Mikael, but we have to protect this. Don't tell His Excellency the Count."

"My lord Karewala! Dear Dexter... kill him!

Edward laughed with his nose, quickly changing his face.

All I'm saying is this was bad, the thought face with the root of my eyebrows.

Mikael, do you want Tachibana's connections?

"Sell by applying", the feeling itself is understandable.

Because military personnel do it often. In the workout.

And Mikael also returns a gentleman smile in empathy... not a man like that.

"Conne, etc. Thanks for the promotion the other day, and I really need to thank you for seeing me."

You open it from there, right? I see.

"Anyway, I'm going to have to come and talk to you about more than no charges? I was wondering if you could take the time to introduce me."

And it was the man with the mask (domino) shining in the moonlight who showed up at Tachibana Mansion.

Michael Chagall in white, still posing as the "body" of doubt.

With a hundred understandings of disrespect, he said that notoriety prevailed over anonymity, over those who planted impressions.

If Mr. Osama gets angry, he knows that me and Ethan, who introduced him, will have to go around following him.

"Do you suspect me, too?

If you behave silly in the first place, you want to play more than get angry.

His Excellency Count Tachibana, Mr. Osam.

"His Excellency Karewala said, 'Absolutely Impossible' … earlier, at the bureau of Normal Samurai"

Before visiting the Tachibana residence at night, during working hours.

I was visiting Raina's station to exchange documents.

"You look alike. But it can't be. Judgment is where you have to be familiar with the law. Tachibana, there's no reason to know the details."

(Our work is a judgment of approximation! What kind of knowledge is this? It's your job as a junior officer!

Miss Raina, who suspected your father, because it is something that sprays poison in an approximate tone.

I can't wait to taste it.

"That's why I told you, Mikael. It is Tachibana who is tired of judgments before they are finished.... to flip this verdict, I see no sign of cluelessness until the end"

"Well! That was the Bachelor of Calewala, a bold and frank defense, which struck my heart"

(Nice work, Hiro? Why don't you decorate Tachibana's body?

"You breathe perfectly. I wonder if you haven't heard back from me."

So why are you always so involved, Mikael!

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

That Raina is white in Raina too.

Well, hey, that's what a woman's rush, a love rush is.

"I came all the way here to tell you stories, etc."

Is that it? Mikael says "no" during this time......

"Oh! I didn't expect you to forgive me for the opportunity to speak up! This Mikael Chhagar, now a minor, is bound to emerge after ten years and twenty years, in a position worthy of Normal Samurai..."

"Well. This is reliable. Which script are you aiming for?

... You know what, Raina?

"In any province, I need a letter, no cabinet. Shameless status to Normal Samurai...... yes?... From the safe house, I think I lost my life to go home. Unfortunately... I hope you can keep this Mikael Chagall at your disposal."

"That's an up-and-coming collector of memories which. Encourage me to do my job."

Only with a saggy, beautiful, and unconvincing bare gesture.

Raina showed it by presenting an exemplary answer with a man.

Mikael Chagall was leaving or flipping, crushing with a local voice.

I knew you couldn't do it.

You can't seem to be targeting birth, losing sight of something. And I get stuck on my feet.

That's Raina's...... or in the Tachibana family's view.

"But Hiro's buying Mikael, isn't he? Neither does the Holy See... nor my father. Men and women are different places to look after all."

"I'm pretty sure he's a nobleman. Robust policy-making, the creation of circulars while maintaining legal integrity, coordination of interests between ministries, and the sense to explore drops. Yafumi also instantly assembles it. I think it's an indispensable talent for the stash, a group of secretaries."

"... just now. Assuming it's Ethan, what do you think he said?

"Something I don't even have to ask." At dawn when you become a cabinet member, you aim to improve your finances, "right? If that goal had been fulfilled before taking office...... what do you think?" Efficient operation of taxes, "that's what you're gonna say."

Silence. I don't try to carry on the word.

I don't even have to ask. You want to hear it, Raina?

"I would... I don't know far ahead. The seat is' tragedy on the question of succession to the throne - no, tragedy is going to happen, I'm prepared for it - tragedy, I just don't want to see it '. That's the goal. The next ten years, or maybe not five. I think we need to move up to the status we need to do that."

"That's the place. Though a man seeking power is fascinating. The words of a man whose purpose is power itself do not resonate with Tachibana... no, not with me"

"There are many who hold it in their breasts. And those who dare to disguise themselves as clowns. Wouldn't you even say that's as good as the man who makes a big deal out of it?

"Is that what I look like? Your Majesty, Father... Count Tachibana. You're telling me you see Mikael as such a man?

It doesn't even seem that way, though.

Are my eyes losing power?

Mikael's brilliant genius, to his glare.

"But Raina. I don't even know why you don't appreciate Mikael. Tachibana is... No, Mr. Osam is. And Rayna, so are you. You wouldn't deny your personality on your identity or status, would you?

"Right.... Still 'first impression'? You only know the top side."

"No, my understanding is shallow, too." He's a hot, bitter, loud, bruised man, but enthusiastic about duty ". That's all I see."

Such a Michael Chagall, Mr. Osam… His Excellency Count Tachibana was greeted with a good mood.

Even though the liquor is in it, I can't see the collapse because I'm still observing moderation with my first encounter.

Its side, illuminated by the light of the blue and white moon, was just sometimes referred to as the head of the kingdom nobility.

An even, detailed surface. Covered in the shade of sharp corners brought about by the depth of the carving.

It was in its darkness, and only eyes reflecting intelligence sparked a pitiful glow.