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.

"Through His Royal Highness Zyko, I packed up a conversation with the parent of the armor guild... no, I have a preliminary meeting"

In other words, the same prudent resident.

The face that Rantz is showing to the public is something that he can't seem to "get a job in a noble house somewhere from the Sinkai workshop".

Only a very small number of acquaintances know him as an executive of the Karewala family.

I have not even informed Her Royal Highness. "A former subordinate is cooperating from the outside," he makes me take his body. It's a trick to move Her Royal Highness at my convenience.

Though we try to move the rants only in cases where their interests coincide so that they do not become planks.

I don't like this either, no doubt.

Anyway. I have the freedom to stand around amongst the craftsmen for my out-of-the-box heavy status.

This would be a "sale" of Rants, one of them.

"The most 'thankful' solution for us over there is to buy a lot of artisan-made armor at home high......?

If you were Meena's father, you could blow around saying, "I got a sight money from nobility".

Give the name of Karewala, though that is one thought.

Rants had a rare smile on his face in such a master's view.

A man who is strictly careful what he says and does that could damage his superior's mood...?

"It's a 'For This One' Thankful Resolution"

Hopeful observations seem to have taken precedence.

Only this time, they're bad. It is a so-called hostile faction.

I can't even be called upon to lend you money because you replaced your shoulder.

I mean, it's the easiest solution/"giving money," but there's no other way to damage it than to give it away.

If all you can do is lose money, I thought it might at least be smaller... because it's what you want, so the prospects are sweeter.

"The first thing they have proposed is to 'hire the craftsmen into our homes'. 'Long-term ongoing orders' if that's not the case. Good to say." Do not let young craftsmen suddenly hold large sums of money... with joy, guilt toward their wives, and loss. Everything comes together, and life becomes unscrupulous, 'he said. "

So he asked me to build it so that I could give him a little split.

Exactly like a parent (uncle), love to pull a step back and watch...... but I'm not saying there isn't?

As a workshop, as a parent. If there is a chance to demand anything from the nobility… it is determined to want a "job that continues uncut". Proprietor deserves it.

"Artisan Arms, Armor Quality"

This is also the proprietor of the territory, a determined demand. I also want to omit the words.

"There. I have just enough arms to be recognized as an artisan. but obviously not enough for our young people to keep themselves. Unless you've had some experience."

Smile again, confident. This time it was a face I had never seen.

He's also a blacksmith...... on the contrary, he just has a parental qualification, he seems to have a saying in his eyes.

I mean, Meena's dad. They came here to push "inventory".

Using that expression in humans is an unpleasant story, though.

But the fact is, "If it's business, it's fun." If you look at it as the proprietor Baron Karewala, then disgust turns into trust.

Everything is fine, because this is it.

My shoulders are heavy.

"Mr. Rants? I'll buy your elegance, though. Not if you're laughing."

A warm elder... but still in his fifties. Kai Owen's eyes are pointy.

Well, it is, isn't it? If you're going to push the Butterfly Craftsman, that's where anger has to show its "noble authority" to the dew.

"I said it back." You don't mind crushing all the armor you bought? 'and. It must have come through. "

I know my own craftsmanship, middle-aged (old man) with stomachache in excellent condition.

"You can buy away iron scraps if you want. It's not a cheap purchase, but Karewala is a Viscount home, and to this extent it would be a necessary expense. Now is an important time, if you think of your worries as the price to pay for not wanting to rot..."

There is something called armor or protective equipment, which sensibly approximates the price of automobiles in Japan. Hattering is a rare and strong thing for Rants.

I'm a small citizen around here, no, somewhere where Akaius and Kai, who have experience of wandering, can hardly even speak.

"Let's take care of things," the virtue sometimes turns into the shackles of management.

I can't help but stiff shoulders.

The "nature of things" that Rants spotted, this is it.

Case to be abandoned, but me not abandoned. The "thing is everything" that came earlier.

"Exactly the other guy was exaggerated, but Yu got nothing thanks to you for giving me a glimpse. It should also be noted that Yu has a report from you, but let's do it."

Rants, "I'm anxious on my own..." he asked for a young samurai.

If you are not eligible to attend that executive meeting, you will not be brought here. It sounds like a rant, or a Twa-based consideration... but I have to feel a small resistance, too, after being lazy somewhere.

If you waved lightly at the billionaire who uttered the word, the door opened.

"Yu, please"

I don't feel like giving a crap about how refreshing it looks.

Even the ghost behind me smiling (Hayaya) wants to make a light meeting.

"There was a ghost out there, so I've been contracting on the condition that 'Until this matter is cleared up'. I'm away."

That must be careless. I just didn't evil spiritualize it. It's your word... I thought it was a clap.

I was interested in chatting with the "victims" (ghosts of), the ghosts of separation.

(What makes you angry, my neighbor's daughters as soon as I'm gone!

A man who went up from his brother to an artisan.

If it's normal, there's no fear of "eating off," because, yes, it's an excellent property.

(I can't believe our Dana was such a good man... it's too late to realize, is that what it is? Well, I can't help it. If Dana is feeling better and seems relieved, she will pass away)

Just tell him we'll buy him some armor, and he'll turn it into light on the spot.

But there, "you're immature to wholesale armor to our house! Let me argue," Right?

(Huh? resentment? I was getting angry when you asked me...... but hey. There's nothing they can do about it, is there? If you want to give me a sightseeing fee, I'd appreciate it. I'm more worried about Dana than that. He's clumsy. "I'll probably have to take some time," he said, bringing the job home. Are you eating properly......)

That's what they tell you, right?

Though it still sounds like a "project that needs to be done like this."

It was Mr. Rantz who would have almost finished the conversation if it had been a second meeting.

"Sounds good, my lord." I want to ask for a long term purchase because I will let skilled craftsmen do their job, guaranteeing quality in the workshop, "he said."

The craftsman will also participate in the case, but will not take charge of the difficult process….

The man who came up from his brother to the craftsman. Something, it's never "I can't" do.

"It's not a bad story to buy folk hearts in the northern suburbs of Wangdu, even as a home. I was wondering if we should consider our relationship with His Highness Zico for a speedy resolution."

I can't even put my ass on it.

"You're doing great. … so I know I shouldn't say"

"Yeah, not really."

Yu barked. Bark at me, gave it to me.

Because we've known each other a long time around here? No, because there's some similarity between me and him - the "weakness" of what the man in the kingdom calls it?

If you poke each other in the face, you'll get sweet too. I can't help but say it.

"We 'no family name' accept nobility because 'that's all we do'. If it's war, I'll be the first to put my body up. If it doesn't work like this year, it will defuse food from somewhere and not just starve to death. So we pay taxes, too. If you don't have a proper family name, that's all I understand."

Oh, it's a naive meeting.

No, naive parties and nothing. If you mean aristocracy, I think it has to be "that kind of thing" like reason or justice or makeup.

"Yu, I don't feel like blaming you for your disrespect. Exactly. I'm not telling you not to play, but turn around as much as you use 'toys'. So the people who discredit the entire aristocracy..."

Excuse me, Mr. Stutz. I'm the one who made that toy and got it first.

I laugh and put it in my mouth, so the truth is I'm only reflecting a little bit.

I don't care what you think, it's worse for people playing on crowded public roads.

But I hear Rants doesn't either. He grabs his stomach with a blue face.

"Your Highness and her parents are educating the Brotherhood," "I guess it's your junior," or something. I guess I feel blamed on the two youngsters.

"But say what makes you angry, and you can't get your hands on them from Karewala. Isn't that right, Mr. Stutz?

If you're out of time, it's just the Queen's Valve (Karewala) VS Queen's Valve.

If we don't get out of line, we can't lower the folks' hoarding. No, we're talking about where justice is.

And Acaius, I know. I know very well.

Around choosing a sutsu for the person you talk to.

"Anyway, I'll give you a sightseeing fee. Advance to your parents in bulk."

We should show "live ammo" first. to settle popular dissatisfaction.

If you pay, "done". I don't even get annoyed anymore.

Everyone rose to the Lord's ruling. Each returns to daily work.

If you look at the abandoned eye, it shows what Sutsu and Yu are all about.

Stuffed rants, "dullness" quickly caught my eye compared to the two.

Naturally, you're too old to say you're two grandfathers.

I turned my back on the upward look I could see at the edge of my sight.

I can't move, I'll leave it to the "bottom". That's what I said.

"I'm coming."

He was up there, but he'll be fine.

Yu, who has no less arms than me at the time, also has stuttle in line for Phyllia and Ethan.

As for Rants, he was originally the guard of later Her Majesty the Queen. There's no way you can misdraw the "proper behavior" line.

... incorrect. No, it's not about degree.

In the presence of our Lord, who cannot move to the weight of his status, there is nothing we can do in a split platter and heavily waisted Brotherhood.

The chance to set up a prank (...) was crushed by His Royal Highness the Sober Prince.

"Your Highness Suleiman, Mother, banish your Brotherhood Party"

To the news, the people of the northern suburbs shall boil.

"The dance fee is from His Excellency the local Baron Calewara..."

Although Meena's father desperately advertised it to me. Now how about "Prince's Lower Work"?

Well, the artisan's grief must have cleared up somewhat. The ghost passed away in peace.

The people lowered their drinks.

Whatever it was, "Reason" was passed.

"It also makes sense. There is also a great imbalance in the sentence of sin."

"I didn't know you were going to imitate the people... how do you think of character"

"I can give it to your lord, who easily banishes the Brotherhood, right? This is horrible."

... If you do something, you will be good and bad, and you will have a reaction.

That's the thing, okay.

"He says it's good. Your Highness, you should be pleased to know that your party has the capacity to purify itself, right?

I'm telling you, I'm not retreating.

"I say. Exactly the result of 'reasonably good'. Please be angry..."

"Back off!

I have never roughed up my voice against the Brotherhood. I've come to think of it as absurd.

I couldn't keep my own decisions... because it's not Rants, it's my problem.

Because, to be seen through, I learned fear.

I'm the one who burned it.

When it was in the new capital. No, even in Wangdu. When I was light. The elders were always burning me.

In response to the provocation, I did not hesitate to beat him up and later...... Master Alex and Count Tachibana wiped his ass.

No, I'm getting a little heavier.

If you shouldn't move, move downstairs - pink that it's an unpleasant thing? Then I'll have it move, do you want me to move again? It's word play - I should, but I can't, I can't let it.

I thought I could do some more.

No, in retrospect, shortly after the Squadron Leader took office. You should have been able to stand around properly.

Somehow, then, it doesn't go well.

A lot of things are "reasonably good"...... you should be settling on the point.

It's like just a little "one" piles up and presses up.

I can't wipe my bad mood.