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.

The feast season to celebrate Kazuko's birth continues.

How many times have you dried the cup you've been patrolling and exhaled hot breath?

It's tough, but for me, the feast of the day is in full swing.

Anyway, the Yakan hosts it - except for the cabinet and subordinate rank, which also has some flair for "calling on" His Highness Aslan - because of the feast of inviting all the middle-sized "advantages" from the young.

Alcohol and food are behaved before the official opening declaration and avalanche into "Welcome" mode.

Its youthful casual style twitches through the stomach wall.

"Thank you... I guess you should, Mr. Rossiu"

About Master Io and Wako.

I can tell you got your hands and feet tied, but there's no harm or separation here.

then mutually inviolable (?) The confirmation is rather appreciated.

"No need to thank me. Until His Majesty's request was shaped."

Simply put, though that's hard.

But the difference in feeling, this time only, is not due to the difference in perception.

It seems it was purely due to the robbery of the year, the difference in experience.

"The end of the child. If you're a parent, you're the seed of wonder."

Descendants. The future of the family, and also the end members of one party.

Was it because I turned my thoughts, or because I had a child?

"That's why I was withholding my claim, 'information fee'."

A brilliant eyebrow root had been lifted by a strange heel.

I once saw that look in the Far East.

Something that demonstrates majesty, dearness and the difficulty of daring to manifest both.

"My son, Stutz. Do you know who the board is? I started sending them to school."

The wife of Rossiu, who died early, whose oblivion had turned thirteen this year.

Though it would be good to have the Royal Palace debut as a squire if it were the Chen family's size.

I saw Ethan and Christian, and there must have been something I thought.

Not to be inferior to christians - because it is also the inappropriateness of early serving due to the family environment, the character of the person and various other circumstances - you decided that there was something to look at outside.

"We won't treat you special?

That line cannot be conceded.

The Karewala family that keeps the school, as its lord.

Thoughts of teachers, and fellow students, seen in the Far East. as a successor to that tradition.

"If you expect that, you're keeping it. A favor is a separate paragraph."

It's a deliberate favor, any difficulty...... and if you get up to it.

"Will you keep it in Panforest while the school is on a long vacation? I don't mind calling it extracurricular activities, such as weekends."

The Duke of Cheng family is one of the highest nobles representing the kingdom.

Just call for ripples to be deposited with Mel or Cubi, whether to avoid homogeneous twas.

Lehmon and Nicholas, like deposits, have their cognac (aka) separated from the king's capital.

Besides, Orwell...

"It's Rossiu. You think this Hiro is a man enough to entrust six feet?

A broken face between your shoulders, then.

It was as if it were different from the separation of the decoy I was showing you every day.

Unique to the feast, indifference in favor of "disturbance". A little twisted together.

It was "confirmation", disguised as….

Left hand force grabbing shoulders, stronger than expected.

Grab that hand back firmly to show the collaboration.

The man's right arm, which was in the corner of his sight, was twisted by Rossiu.

"Omitting one word or two won't take into account, Ernst! Remember the day you came back alive?

Fountainhead, Ernst Cecil. I will shift to the middle valve starting next semester.

In the middle (first semester) years, it was the rightmost wing of the Aslan Valve.

Rossiu and I "partnered," where we can't help but see what that means.

But Ernst's words also poke one side of the truth.

Forgotten about his late wife, a grain of general lord son.

Enough to entrust that precious child...?

Master Alex "kept" me as a 13-year-old when I was 24.

Master Sophia was 21 years old.

I'm 21 now, just like...

"We have heard that the destination is the commercial capital. Your life is in danger."

This is you, Ethan. During the booze, my consciousness seemed to be flying and I apologized.

You've been singling out opportunities to beat each other up with Senior Rossiu.

Come on in, don't hesitate. I thought I'd back off.

He greeted each other with greetings.

No, it's easy to go outside. It's stomach-friendly.

"The dictionary hasn't been activated yet, Ethan. I don't know where you're headed.

It will no longer pass.

The executives of the major chambers of commerce had come to me as Rossiu's deputy to manage the entrance and exit around the rear palace.

Not "in a mood," "complexion." Not "ask," "peep."

I'm trying to find a change in expression by throwing in a conversation.

I laugh because that pattern is also narrowed down to just one.

"By the way, Lord Chen, you have an elegant job (the convenience of an elegant word!) The reason for this is… are you still close to leaving?

"My Lord O-X, who is away from the capital, will meet you when it's time to return to the capital."

"If you'll excuse me, they're all comfortable. Wow."

Then you want to eat in, don't you? There is no doubt about the cabinet ahead.

I don't think I'm the head of the Chamber of Commerce.

Anyway, he was already found out outside the government.

Within the government, all the more so. Default route that is extremely natural.

Even so, it is the preference of the kingdom nobility to give you a word.

"We Dexter are the new capital. Colin Norfolk, who was returned to Tokyo with His Highness General Tsunanam, is in charge.... Rossiu of the Chen family seems to expect more than that. No, inspiring."

The aristocratic community is aware of what it is.

From the perspective of the central government, from the fact that it is a commercial capital > > rate government ≥ new capital.

Rossiu said he expected more than Count Dexter, and also Mr. Colin (Count), Christian's father. I couldn't even take it.

Even if I'm around one and Ethan is younger. Older… It seems that Rossiu did not accumulate, even if he was entwined by his father, Mr. Tristan, who was middle-sized (late).

"Let's also look the other way. He said it was only in areas where difficulties were expected that big men needed to be dispatched."

In fact, there was a war in the Far East.

Sporadic fighting is rife around Lei Fu.

… and that's not what the feast conversation is about.

Rossiu, an up-and-coming (white-eyed) who will be sent to an exceptionally well-treated trading city compared to the new capital, remains entwined by his predecessors.

"Hmm, then he says the next spark is South Ridge. That's what you see, isn't it?

They say it as if they were making a big move.

"It's also about the Hekmatcheal family finally being disbanded from Sambala Chi State and Max being dispatched."

The Orwell family president, Maximilian, also leaves the capital.

If you try Rossiu, there is no other place to keep your son than Karewala.

Am I expected or erased?

Around there unclear, everywhere Rossiu is a troublesome senior, though.

More troublesome than that is Autumn HR.

Where secrecy is supposed to be thorough on a daily basis, this time it was a dada leak, albeit limited to the middle and below.

Advance preparedness adjustments were essential because of significant movements in various locations.

Yousuf's brother, Baron Tahel Hekmatyar, will prosper in the king's capital and Daisuke in the army.

(In fact, the left transition, the one that took up the sphere of power. Last year, they poked at the confusion caused by the Erkühl raid and praised him for missing out on the invasion of Twin Leafs Island in South Ridge)

Instead, Max has been in San Barra Chi State and Zhenbu Tsu (the so-called town guard) since this fall. of Nara Heian, not in the old Japanese naval nuances).

In collaboration with Rossiu Chen, with whom we have been dating for more than a decade, in order to calm the confusion and solemnize the discipline, and that is the full view.

But the problem is... the Orwell family is slightly less adept at running the Navy than the Nicholas family sent to the West Sea, the Lehmont family protecting Lake Ha, and the Karewala family, originally lake thieves. Sometimes the soldier Tsu has the breath of Sir Miyama of the soldier ministry.

Valves are not clearly determined, but sexually rigid and refreshing Max. Compared to me, for example, the ease of doing it would be a few steps better.

Either way, a refractory land.

Whether rewarding or not, it has less flavor.

But Maximilian Orwell, who openly declared himself to be His Majesty's shield and stepping stone, did not hesitate to intervene.

That dazzling, shining forehead... shot me in the eye.

"Calewala Avon, that you can crack the Navy, thank you"

Luxurious but not crude, that's Max.

I am not lazy with the necessary workmanship.

"Welcome. We are honored to have the opportunity to stand shoulder to shoulder as clan screens in the Kingdom, along with the Brotherhood Party."

Leaving the inland water, you get the know-how of the sea. Exactly what you wish for or fulfill.

Max's flashy construction has thick eyebrows, dullness, and a big mouth on his gothic nose. Smiles like a garlic.

Not to mention generous, but military men do not serve the reckoned.

I know even Max. If you borrow troops from people, present the benefits - not honor, but fruitfulness, an invitation to the sea.

"Wang capital, Commander of the Kalewala Squadron!

"Sincerely, sir."

But the desire for fruitful stripping must be wrapped in the leaves of figs, and in the beauty of glory and honor.

… and where the chatter before the feast is also becoming.

The guest of honor is finally here.

As we stand together and applaud, His Highness General Suleiman, the former (Sachi's) commander, is able to walk forward slowly.

Edward to John, and the young men of the Cubi family to replace the samurai.

Let Matthias, Hannah's brother and president of the Nicholas Frontier House, stay aside.

Speaking to Mr. Colin with Christian, Norfolk parents and children.

None of them are going to put their shoulders in His Highness Suleiman.

Although luxurious, they mean nothing more than getting in shape in this setting.

Also, fig leaves.