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.

Still, the first outing is the unobstructed part. It was the headquarters of the Sacred Divine Women's Monastery.

The head of the rear palace, Normal Samurai Cressida, is also interested in His Highness Ciara, who is in training. At the request of the "back", the rear palace accepted the transfer.

I don't have to wonder if it would be a good idea for the Squadron Leader to leave the Royal Palace.

All the captains of the Kingsguard are Junying. Because we do the assigned work without any softness, the work does not come around to the commanding squadron leader.

Thanks to this, there was room for time, unless it was also a day to stay in the rear palace.

The Women's Monastery General Honshan is also located along the East River.

Cressida and Philia were making conversations across the curtain as they sailed thinking about security and moving flights.

"I was consulted by Her Highness Ciara on the process of gathering spirits and 'practicing'. 'It must not seem lawful. Is it something you can't formulaize'?"

"The evolution of that change, or the total amount of spirituality… is the opportunity to obtain data when left to the Cressidas"

"The math I'm working on doesn't seem to bring a beautiful theory from the top. Gathering data, composing calculations from the bottom, comparing results… I'm trying to find formulas and laws in the process."

I can hear you. Your nose is rough, but will it be okay?

I hope it doesn't have to be "give me the data" or "put up a formula first".

Because scholars are strong.

Speaking of my strong, one more thing.

The main mountain of the Episcopal Church of Women's Monasteries was still cold against the Karewala family.

I don't care if you forgive me...... and although Ariel and others are half pretty.

Anyway, get off the dock and move to the cow truck with you.

This is on horseback, slightly more often than not, walking in the autumn breeze.

Although it was the religious establishment and the gates that were open, the cathedral, with its iron fence around it, began to appear wide in its eyes.

As strict as it is, this place is a prison while it is a cathedral. A garden of steel virgins.

Naturally, it is forbidden for men to step down from the cow truck in front of the gate and take over the escort from the armed nuns.

At the security meeting, the person in charge had said this.

"I'm not coming to pay His Excellency the Kingsguard Squadron forward. Normal samurai, it's like dropping a lady collector from your car in front of a gate that touches people's eyes."

In these places, it's still authoritarian compared to naive meetings.

Because it is a religious institution, "Dive the gate and be equal before the Lord!" I think it's okay to say something like that.

Anyway, for those reasons, the hater, Mr. Karewala, was also allowed access to a spicy building on the cathedral grounds by the main entrance.

Around the perimeter, surrounded by armed nuns, this time our gentlemen are under house arrest.

"We will break through any folds that arise from our job needs, so no harm done."

He says something scary in a wild voice and peeps out the window, humming his nose.

Kai Owen was grumpy.

I can't say I don't have one of them, Commander of Kingsguard.

"Because banning men is only a major principle," so.

Usual side service, Yul and Peter were stopped at a rest stop across from the diocese.

"It would be nice to take it easy once in a while"

Those two are young, too.

"Yeah, thanks to you, I'm poor."

The honor of serving my lord is called a poverty lottery.

Kai had no choice but to adjust his business schedule.

That was also decided in advance meeting...... no, that it has been decided.

"Sir Acaius is… well, you must be single, right? Here, to Sir Kai Owen."

They must have considered their age more than being married.

Cheap cards that don't give nuns a hand, treat them like jizz.

I can't even let Akaius, who is unknowingly treated like a hungry wolf, but it's also natural that Kai gets angry.

"Because your wife has the trust to be a former nun."

And so on, that's a decent man there.

He laughed bitterly but put the results of his observations up in his mouth.

"But that's odd. A nun on guard is turning out."

It's not strange as a pre construction.

If you "protect and serve the welcoming guest and commander of the Kingsguard Squadron," then it is natural to look out.

"But many will have feelings close to male aversion, to the Women's Monastery"

Aren't you supposed to be giving this one a glimpse of whether you want to crawl out and make a nun look bad?

This is the Karewala party we've played in 80 years, right?

And, well.... although that is one suzi.

"I don't know, Kai is"

It's getting noisy outside.

"The important thing to tell His Highness the Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron, this is it!

"I have deposited a sentence from the Viscount O. I need to give it to you directly."

That's right, should I say religious, or should I say religious because this is it?

"I see, whether it matters or not depends on subjectivity. If you're from the Viscount family, it's not strange to have a sentence."

There can be no such thing as a false Sister in the house of God.

Because it's theology and my rhetoric & logic.

The nuns who are in our reception are used to it.

It is a primitive, but apparently high priestly, bishopric class.

It doesn't even move sarcastically, because you can afford to show your juniors the eyes of mercy.

"When the sell-in pushes over. Was it a formation for that?"

Whatever the treatment, get out of this prison surrounded by iron fences and reintegrate into society.

Get close with the Awabari Kingsguard.

Like Veronica, or his wife Catalina.

My information too - emerging houses with room to interrupt, track record of hiring nuns Ali - will be because it is conveyed by a network of letters from women who disrupt Wang Du.

This is the majesty of the Karewala family, unlike around the Hekmatial family!

"This is the first time I've seen your husband come to you."

Sorry about that. Anyway, I'm not going to reach out to the Futsumen, the Kingsguard public...

"but if you want to hire, it's the people who are turning their backs that you want to recommend"

Knight Skilled Kai, had his eyes down.

It's only their own backs that they show to the escort.

Enemy to push over (?) I also paid my shield for my leg and pushed it back.

Never give up a step while taking care not to let the nuns get hurt badly.

"Don't show your face!

A nun scolded me for refraining indoors, but the hour was already late.

It wasn't a rumor, and they did know the Kingsguard Squadron Leader was here.

Increase pressure on the offense.

Reserve troops were put in from inside. Further deploy the shield formation.

"It's a brilliant thing. You're in command?

"It's an honor. But I gave my whole life to faith..."

Were you lowering your eyeballs in that sense?

You can tell Catalina, Kai. Is that good?

Stay calm, don't change your expression, just shine your glasses and hit me, okay?

You don't know Peter was hurt, do you?

Look, there's a quick sign of swordswallowing... from behind?

Do you have a nun poking behind you that got thin?

... No, there are no gaps in the defense placement.

Ninja, are you skilled in the grass, or lurking in the ceiling?

... No, there's no way I'd dump my daughter in a convent with enough hands to grow up skilled.

Attract Asakura and look back.

The two of you who had a strange vibe were up.

"Interval. Pretty sure in the lid room, huh? What about the hidden room?

"Oh, yes, that. No. There's just a lid room ahead."

It's still a long way away... and yet, it's odd.

Indoors originally, outside grass, also ceiling. None of that.

But surely, there are signs.

A nun set up a bowgun.

Kai kicks open the door without hesitation.

(Hey, you're a fellow nun!?

That's not necessarily true.

(Even a nun, he's in trouble to get this far)

"Clear!"

Kai, who jumped in with a shield, kicked and poked everywhere with seemingly fast speed, releasing a loud voice.

It's still weird.

I'm not responding to being taken for granted.

Hiding the upset and keeping the signs only small?

Not a nun in a job, this could be hands-on.

You infiltrated the cathedral grounds beforehand and were ambushing them?

There is one room left.

Wave to Kai silently. Let it back down.

Control with your eyes a nun who tries to stand first out of a sense of responsibility.

Let Vagan hold down Giraud as he tries to slip through the wall to confirm.

Gently pull the knob. Hiding in the shadow of the door.

Slash the upper and lower hinges and kick the door into the next room.

In the smoke where the wood chips rose, a scream arose.

After all, the crook is a woman. Were you infiltrating the convent?!?

... No counterattack coming.

Screaming from under the door...... Instead I hear crying.

I don't think so, the lack of response.

"Sister XX!

I missed asking... but that's not where it matters.

That you're just a nun!?

"How to get rid of that sign, how!

It was kind of dirty. Soil everywhere.

Only the upper body was visible.

"You've come to dig a hole!

There must be no sign of it on the ground or on the ceiling.

But if you scream, the authority of the chief of the glorious Kingsguard Squadron is also intangible.

When asked in detail, he said he spent two years digging about 20 meters from an implant that was invisible to humans.

And today is all about chance, I just gently slipped through the tunnel and got my head out.

He knocked on the door from above... neck, you okay!?

"It just doesn't make sense to go outside, does it?

"No stopover, to be sold off or taken back to the convent again"

Three people have crawled out of the mess.

A polite tone, not suitable for a sandy appearance.

"Is that why you dug a hole for the guest room? Pretty good tactical eye."

I must have also considered that it is the Kingsguard Squadron Leader who is coming... military personnel.

Would you be angry or laugh if you saw this operation? It does not mean that they are ignored without interest.

"Fall prevention, it's a pretty well thought out thing. It would be amateur work, but I don't know."

The building had no eyes for a Balberg-based cai, a quick peek into the hole and slapping it from the wall through the ceiling.

"It took me a while to figure that out!

"Because if the tunnel collapses, there will be no ex or child!

Two years of hard work and civil engineering work with just women.

Fearing the fear of falling, keeping secrets from each other, huh?

This is a loss.

"Oh, I'll keep my mouth shut about the job."

"You don't have a problem talking out of it, do you? Involving the honor of the Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron."

Although Sister on the defensive side seemed happy with no heart either.

Let me make a clear objection there.

"I don't mind if I make it a joke. This should not be a great disgrace to the religious community, to our guests' escorts."

Sister sighs one.

"You did.... and future measures, I hope."

If it tells us what to do, do we admit that it is our own fault…?

Though it draws back lightly.

I'm not in a position to keep up with the Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron.

(If the Women's Monastery made a mockery of the Kingsguard Squadron Leader... and put a scratch on his honor, oh well)

If you are aware of its weight.

"It must be an empty moat. If you strain the water, something unpleasant will happen."

You can't go without losing.

On the coupons of the Kingsguard.

Calling him Sister was also foolish, a line of leaders that only a girl could see were flipping themselves.

Wave your hand out the window.

"Touchdown!"

"An underground tunnel? Are you nuts?... Shut up, it seems. You're a loser!

"Hey! Don't forget to introduce us! 'Cause I gave you a yang move!

After the monastery, he put himself on the water, but he did not see any signs of heat cooling.

I've just summed up the fierce arguments that are exchanged throughout the ship, across the curtain.

Thanks for the secondary function, the element y = ax ^ 2 seems to be scattered everywhere, and so on.

In proportion to the squares of time that do so-called "chanting" or "hoarding," or what is said to be psychic energy - although its quantification is difficult - in proportion to that squares, it seems that spiritual power works.

"Do the strong psychic exert their stronger and stronger powers?"

"Though that's roughly what the world is all about"

Large sums of money come to the rich.

The large number of troops opens up so acceleratingly that time passes into a state of combat.

"Politically speaking support rate. That's probably where the number of supporters is."

"By the time I realized 'that was the tide', the difference was already wide open..."

and so on, and it is a bad habit of people to want to talk about application right away.

Me and Philia, we tend to stop by.

If you think about today's incident, you can't help it.

"The weak, the inferior in numbers, the economically powerless. Do you need ideas to fight it?"

"Don't let it get you that far, hey"

Note that we seem to be able to make another hypothesis about spiritual power and secondary functions.

"You reminded me of something important. Whether you are under house arrest, disadvantaged or behind schedule. Means and all that exists."

I wonder if it's proportional to the fullness of your energy, its squares.