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.

"Max...... tell His Excellency Baron Orwell, directly"

"Why can't you reveal it here? I have been entrusted with it. Even if it's inconvenient..."

Blood and expression disappear. It was a face that came to a conclusion with its mouth.

"You've already tried, haven't you? The surrounding advice is counterproductive."

The suggestion, the unfolding as expected - or "drowning" is still an unfavorable woman - has led the man who has regained the refreshing look of the Orwell family to silently bow his head.

Yes, we shouldn't criticize the facts, no matter what they are. What is a man's mother, lover, or hobby? You get cracks in your friendship, and your opponent gets more and more stubborn. It's a bitter memory I left in Chickiu.

"Can't even tell us, that we shouldn't tell?

"I'll have Mr. Max judge you."

Even to Viscount Lehmon, who would still have imagined half of it, although there are no words to convey.

"How long do you keep it"

I was wondering what it would be like to throw it on the back with a seat at the end of the meeting as the "king's foot".

Anyway, no one else should push the conclusion.

If I were to communicate her information as objectively as possible… and hurried to write to her during the brief pause.

"His name is Deanella Hara. He is the common son of Tchaikovsky Chamber of Commerce executive Hara.

Attempt to assassinate Hiro Karewala by calling him revenge of Augusto Hara (Yuko of Mr. Hara), a Knights of the Diocese of Londia who was raided and returned to our Karewala family.

In the process, he became acquainted with the swordsman Erkür Sosur, spoke of the Minister and murdered the former Cardinal of the Diocese of Rondia, Mr. Gregorius. Snipe Viscount Philia Merle again.

Three years ago, he is believed to have committed a serial murder of an old Metropolitan Guard executive responsible for the Southern Ridge invasion.

He then murdered the Cardinal of the Sacred Divinity in Army Tin. He was in an accident on his way to South Ridge after robbing a ship in Sanvara State and was seen as dead.

It should be noted that the boy with him is imagined to be the son of Elquille "

It's a strange thing, though I didn't seem like a big shot while they were pointing at me for killing.

When I wrote it up, I was a vicious criminal, a serious political prisoner, no matter how favorable I looked at it.

"The pursuit of Sacred Divinity continues today. If we set foot east of the line in Lake-Chrome - Orwell Township, we can reach out to the Merle family's intelligence. If the survival information spread, it would be dangerous, so identification was withheld."

I made one rebellion.

To correct the phrase "danger to Dianella's body".

"As far as I'm concerned, I have no idea. I have no intention of disputing Brother Maximilian's judgment. I shall put in only one report to His Excellency Viscount Philia Merle. I think she has a right to know Deanella's survival."

It would be a "kill me" word if the Orwell family's Brotherhood crowd knew about it.

We can turn the Great Merle family and Sacred Divinity against our enemies. And let Karewala hold our weaknesses as well.

... I wonder what Dianella did wrong.

No, would she have done something wrong in the first place?

(The result is everything. Hiro, I couldn't kill you. I couldn't reach South Ridge)

(Let me say as a nobleman, love itself is not preferred. That I fell in love with Augusto, that I forgave myself to Elquille. These two are wrong)

(Neville, he said he didn't blame himself for anything)

Either way, Max is a man, and I don't want to do anything about it myself.

And me, too. It is a declaration between men, but there is no other way to divulge it.

... there was a time when I thought so too.

Again, it is assumed that a man's "hobby, lover, mother" should not be criticized.

For a man, a woman (wife) and her mother are important about that, though I just knew it.

I felt completely out of place when I was a stranger in my own hometown.

The illusion that flowers blossomed all the way to the feast shortly after the Quadripartite meeting was due to the leaping figure. To Viscount Lehmon, Mrs. Nicholas Borderline, and to Viscount Orwell, i.e. Mother of Max, you.

I guess I've been waiting for you, packing between you as you kick the hem of the dress.

(The hem of the dress is something that kicks in the first place.)

(You're too frivolous.)

Not what your lady should do, such as admire the mood of a young monk who managed to recreate his smile. Mrs. Borderline was the first to cut the mouth fire without shame in the name of "King's Feet".

Much like your son Lady Hannah, no, make sharper angles than that... you must have been enlightened that there is nothing wasted, such as trying to hide, your charm is nothing more than pushing yourself out. It was already an understandable and attractive lady.

"Congratulations on your return to the morning court. I would like to thank you again under the title of the Four Houses."

Should I spoil it and worship our afterdust...?

Couple foot by foot, forward forward, this is the border uncle, isn't it?

The reason why Nicholas Borderline Uncle puts so much discipline on him seems quite obvious there.

I hear that discipline is an evolutionary development to counteract Nama's power.

The phrase "because it's a decision" is that the weak are there to protect themselves.

"Matilda is very comfortable with you."

"That my father-in-law (the predecessor Viscount Lehmon) survived a major illness thanks to the warm encouragement of the Orwell family, as he did yesterday..."

... I totally forgot. I have to go see her next time.

It's not all about strength, and these places don't extend to you, ma'am.

"I'll be the first to see you, My Lord Karewala. If you take seven days off, will you be cured?

You bought it from a maid who was serving tea, didn't you, Mrs. Orwell?

And so did the earlier words...

"My son Maximilian has asked me to take care of him."

"If you know anything, you should let me know."

"Give me some bright news while your husband is falling ill"

If I say it here, it's ruthless, and if I say it, there's a man.

"How long will it last," said Borderline uncle, looking delightfully at this one.

"I wonder if it was eight years ago. You must have been tied to someone you were with on the boat.

To a young monk stuck in words, Mrs. Lehmon should be the helpboat......

"You want me to make a mistress for the good of being far away? If we don't pay close attention to our husband and son again,"

Although I am going to know that this is the kind of place that never extends.

And you know very well it's in the West Sea, far away, Mrs. Borderline?

"That's why you shouldn't send a man away alone. At least I'd like to know if she's a reassuring daughter."

This is what pursuing women is all about.

If you think you've gone that way, you'll come back here.

He said to give me a break already.

"I've exchanged words, that's all. It leads to useless suspicion when you speak of your strengths from me. If you speak of weaknesses, let them be slanderous. Please wait to hear from Brother Maximilian again."

Needless to say, neither the Sacred Divinity nor the Mel family are mighty.

My mother is strong. And vulnerable to my son. I don't care if my aunt recognizes me.

Dianella would have had a lot of difficulty too, but there's no reason to turn my ass around any more.