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.

"Congratulations on your safe return, Your Highness."

"We had the opportunity to celebrate Kazuko's birth together, and Yasukan has no words of gratitude."

The greeting was also greeted by a clap of thunder.

Picturesque conversation, stomachache exchange.

Since this is a feast set up under the full backup of the Mel family, mainly in Yasuen and Philia, there can be no such thing as a major problem.

I'm in charge of running the crime scene, and I'm in charge of the cup.

"Safe and above all, Slayman."

"My brother is the one who's looking good at you. I'm relieved."

Continue, just say hello.

A brotherly flattering comma... and a good one to look at honestly?

Whatever your gaze is, it's something with a strange heat.

His Royal Highness Suleiman, 21, was a difficult person to find the trait he said this to be.

There is a perfect word to describe its appearance. A strange expression that has often come to my ears since I came here...... yes, a word that becomes "beauty of the crowd".

The height is also higher than the kingdom's average, but slightly lower than that of the Kingsguard.

In short, the term "standard nobility" fits perfectly.

Still, being clearly the Son of the Holy See seemed to me to be its mild appearance.

Most like His Majesty among the three brothers (not least the four brothers).

It's not all about appearance.

Until the measure, the word, and on the contrary, the quality of the voice, is perfectly calm.

I still can't feel the characteristic.

Follow the example and ask for greetings in turn from people of high stature - middle-sized people who are a little bit older than us.

Even when listening, that exchange is "normal" everywhere.

I was wondering what to tell you.

I went out in the hallway to get familiar before I said hello, about that way home.

Were you remembered for the humidity of a long rainy season, or for the drunkenness of men with booze?

His Highness Suleiman was gently putting himself out of the curtain.

Just a faint scent.

Under the cloud-covered moonshadow, His Highness, blinded by its flowers claiming to exist in the darkness, was voicing it unexpectedly.

"'Don't even stop, Kefu Kefu'..."

(The date hasn't changed since last year, when I was in Lei Fu and today. The bamboo also remains a bamboo. … "But of my circumstances, let this change")

What do you mourn?

Although the return from the Rei Mansion should be a celebration for the metropolitan people.

No, or not a comparison with the Reifu... a comparison between what once went west and what is now the capital?

I wondered if I could inspire you to know your personality.

... if you quit grass, let it go.

"You can also hear 'Sioux and Servants Ring and Come,' etc. That's only if you get home sifted, too. Congratulations."

(Though there is a song that "I love the old days, but it's ringing on my way home". Something that mourns and screams home that is hardly easy to leave alone.... "you can go back to Kyoto and mourn, isn't that a euphoria")

I struck surprise, it should have been.

But not even a glimmer of agitation appears in His Highness Suleiman's expression.

How should I perceive this as well?

"I see, it is an abstention (reason). I came back to the capital."

Smiling smile.

He looked more and more like His Majesty the Father.

but fulfill. What do you think of this man?

"My name is" Heartbreaker's Night's Voice, Your Highness. "

(A dull voice is something that confuses one… "I won't lend you an ear")

Everywhere - personal staff, surroundings - appeared more shady than shady.

I can "do it" in many ways, more than my brother (Bayajit) wrapped around me.

"I don't mind. He gave me a good word. Let me take something...... good decorative string or good beads"

The darkness is not bad.

Unexpectedly narrow your eyes... without being caught watching.

"I got decorative strings"

One more, the surrounding voice goes up.

In the darkness, I was still showing my side here.

Clear, suggestive.

A decorative string is a wax (wax string), or (over). A symbol of official position.

A pearl is a symbol of wealth, and in this world it is in "territory/cognac (so-called)".

All of a sudden you cut in?

Even His Royal Highness Ashlaan, who's been in close contact, on a topic I've waited five years to identify?

You know who I am, spinning around the glass?

I heard you weren't aggressive in the successor race?

"My father-in-law won't let go, according to those beside me? Then don't make up your hopes."

(The hope of being left alone is to go home... that is, to serve. If you were to be king, this man would retire)

I turned unexpectedly to my unexpected voice.

No, although I knew I could tap about that line.

I still can't read the expression in the dim.

"Have you heard rumors that you have a wife to attend, Bayajit?"

The voice heard from his back had revealed the boy's identity before leaking an inclusive laugh.

"Again, don't give up... in the dark you don't know either. No, it was a feast today. Kefu, you can't take your seat off forever."

His Highness Suleiman, who brings some more signs and again transfers his seat among the curtains.

To His Highness Aslan, the attitude he showed to Bayajit. The attitude you two showed.

My brothers also listen to others… but what is true to what extent.

(Can't you just think about it right now?

Encouraged also by the inner voice. If you bend over.

Moonshadow after all. And darkness.