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 to the Kingsguard Squadron Commander on his appointment."

"We sincerely congratulate the Diocese of Rondia for the celebration it has also had"

It was a greeting from Cardinal Piutski, who slided into the Diocese of Rondia after the fall of his predecessor.

Calvin Dietrich, of the same diocesan knighthood, on his behalf.

Return the greeting and then meet the tannic side.

Hi. I breathe in strange places with this guy.

"I don't know if I'll wear the mask again after the play. You guys do really well. See, tea."

It was cluttered words that were thrown in, blocking the polite greeting.

I don't want to flatter you. Whenever, that's how he stood between us.

"So, another inbound favor, Calvin?

Don't tell him, Sinnoske. It's not beautiful to live in faith.

Especially the diocesan knight is exactly the knight, the quantity and quality of the obedience he holds...... the work that can be done depends on his financial strength becomes different.

It's hard to say that Calvin's home is powerful, and far away in the Far East, you don't have to keep it on something. It's not like the Great Chamber of Commerce is on the back right now, like the late Augusto Hara.

So there it is. Well, somewhat? There's a reason for this. I don't feel like changing the tannic side though.

"We'll be busy, too. In the interest of peace in the northern suburbs of the Wang capital, we would like to ask the Diocese of Rondia and the Knights to cooperate."

As per the steps, I just asked the Cathedral Knight to serve a treat (mountain blown color).

My brother, he just stumbles on one grasp.

"I'll help you, too. Young people, you can borrow it, right, Hilo?

Gold is the Holy Grail, the all-powerful aspirator. Though it involves every difficulty to squeeze out its Shizuku.

The good thing about military aristocracy is that things and manpower are somewhat more convenient.

But no matter how hard my best friend tries to soothe the place, the young knight doesn't try to show the sway.

It was rather bitterly and painfully changing the tannic surface.

"I didn't know I could work with my brothers in the church. Thank you for this happiness."

This is the good thing about labor service, and even on the receiving side, I feel less comfortable with donors.

So thanksgiving is dedicated to the Lord God, and Calvin seems to be used to his work, above all else!

"From under Piutsky, another word." Lew Datsukutsu, I hope you're comfortable with the uselessness of this one? That's what I said. "

Once I kept my gaze firmly on Sinnoske, Calvin was turning to this one again.

"'Because if you're involved in the inheritance race, our religious community shouldn't talk,' this is a push against me, though."

A distracted Calvin.

Sinnoske was eating it.

Don't make me ask a swordsman a troublesome story, at that rate, if there's anything else to talk about.

"Rest assured, information about dangerous psychics is confidential. It's just you, Sinnoske."

Will you stop because pink excites you, Mr. Calvin?

Although if you want to be decorated with mosaics as the star of painting grass paper, I won't stop you.

"I also know that Hiro is chewing on a successor race, if he has a family name. I don't know if there's anything I can talk about, or if I can't get it in. annoying."

If I can get donations instead of nuisance fees, I guess both Calvin and the religious are first-rate joiners as religious. However, the coat is noticeably faded and flaky due to sunlight.... apparently not yet.

But because he's like this, Piutsky will also be in charge of the compromise with me. Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron, a young man who doesn't stain even close to alumni who are enjoying muddling around soaking up to their hips in the swamp of secular power.

The same personality, its disgusting. But... you lifted your arms again? As long as it's qualitative, so is the sword you see while thinking about it. It's been the same since I was a student.

With that said, I was slashing this guy's sword off once.

"Sinnoske, one-handed sword brought in during this time"

"Right, Hiro. Take it, Calvin. There's no one in the Calewala family that fits."

Pretending to be one for psychics. Things didn't fit, but the conversation did.

Materials for spiritual conversion efficiency, information on a well-armed blacksmith.

Those who try to get in observe their hobby preferences, every move. The recoil when the effort and expectations were not answered… should not be considered now. Because you can't stop your legs while you're rushing through.

"Thank you. It's not like there's trouble with numbers. But"

Eyes on my sword, eyes on my elaborate gift.

Calvin, the anxiety that this one is pushing against the bottom of his chest protrudes precisely.

"I'm not going to call it luxury. But are you okay? In seven years, an orphan will rise to the top of the kingdom, young man... and you will be followed."

He knows how weak I am.

But that's not how they get involved, to the religious world.

So, I'm gonna start putting the tannic side on my face again.

"Thank you again for your men. If you keep going, you might get caught."

At a rally of military nobles and other abusive people. I'm not a very strong stepsister, though, because you can even stretch me out from my Lord here.

The Karewala Party is in trouble because it seems to be on track to go "ugly."

... "Trouble" or "not good"?

Though I was a little confused as to where to blame when I heard of my men's wondrous.

Ariel's noisy heart felt the words fit perfectly.

(Aesthetics are important because I take it personally. Look at Count Tachibana, Rossiu Chen. This never happened to me my whole life. Hiro, you're out of control, aren't you?

And instead of me, Mr. Calvin Dietrich also did justice like a knight. You brought young people from the Karewala Party around.

If you don't make a big face on the northern suburbs of the Holy Shinto territory and Wangdu, you can tell by attitude without saying it. It is the diocesan knight who demonstrates the relationship (if any) between the clean, correct and beautiful religious community and secular.

"I look forward to hearing from you one day."

Sermons are no thanksgiving. If it's the Cathedral Knight's way, take it and stand, okay?

And the usual operation of kingdom boys that begins, the collision of temper and intimidation.

"Oh, yeah, Hiro. So I remembered. 'Cause I'm going to say hello to the Calewalas from the Diocese of Rondia', and Calvin contacted me in advance, didn't he? That's when he finally said," I need a personal favor. "I just wanted to ask you a favor, too."

You are still religious people who use your twat with the Kingsguard Squadron Leader to fulfill their desires! A man who stands on a sword!

There is nothing I shouldn't do even if I eat the reverse screw.

To the extent that the only reason I could think of to say no was to screw it backwards, it was also a total whisper favor.

Lieutenant General Kwon, your offer to see Magnus Tricinus.

Magnus Tricinus, 53.

Lieutenant General Kwon assigned to the three as aides to the Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron (Lieutenant General), his knockout frame.

The background is from the Kingsguard to the Kingsguard, captain of the censorship around the outside. Once again, he went outside to serve as a branch military commander and returned to the center to head the Kingsguard Platoon. A man who ran through the ideal career path that a Kingsguard dreams of and finally got to the top of it, albeit in an in-house capacity.

Calvin and Sinnoske, who are not close guards to that magnus, show a strong interest because he is also an armed purist (exorcist).

On that young day, he was a rigid man known for exorcising tigers. Four heads at the same time.

"It's not a net big arm, he just led 32 Brothers in hunting and killing"

Its modesty as a psychic is, however, an indication of its proven ability as a military man, of the skill of command.

The story of skilfully moving platoons and slaughtering tigers in the thick fog is a story grass.

A picturesque magnus, its trademark is a helmet that wraps a young face over an extended spine.

As the decorative wings swell for a long time, people call it the Dragonfly Helmet.

The glamour, even though it seemed slightly thin with Calvin and Sinnoske.

"Psychics always need training. We are pure spiritualists."

There is certainly a place called Preacher of Power (Monk), Pure Spiritualist of Moves (Exorcist).

I hear Lew Dazkutz's story had a serious impact on some of the neighborhoods.

In fact, Magnus' psychic powers stand out for their refreshing appearance.

Unlike Calvin's spiritual bullet, "If you hit it, you'll get a big injury. Rigidball" (I've been up the ball speed again lately), so to speak, a change ball that pokes a pinpoint.

There is a wide variety of psychic and alien powers to make.

Sutsu Cheng, who keeps it with the Brotherhood crowd, another good opportunity for the kids...... and on that pretext I want to hear it too, to be honest.