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.

The battle was more visible than it was originally.

My love rider is Griffon, the horse's natural enemy, and Lance's replacement long roll is demonic and excellent in range.

Knowing it all, the enemy's Brotherhood head is still challenged (jost) and pierced through his chest.

In the clapping and sounding applause, it ended in a thunderous and pouring drink.

(Sunny with enemies. That's the best life you've ever had)

(I'm not sure the day will come when Neville the Hinder will immerse himself in the margins of the winner)

Comparable to the man who brought victory to Hua and scattered fatherland on the battlefield, but still.

This is the way to take responsibility for a man whose name has been deceived and who has brought a crisis to his master...

(It's not that special, this is what we do)

(What do you say, Hiro? You think I hate wild horses who are crazy about people dying?

Though the Hekmatials hated the wild horses for their lightness.

Beyond being aristocrats...... I know that they (...) are more than relentlessly overwhelmed by the people.

Tension flaccid, bread and circus. It is also my responsibility to accept the political consciousness that derives from the existence of my identity.

Fortunately, the face of reputation for not having the luxury is also wrapped in sophisticated full-body armor today.

I answered enthusiastically from the front, five beats flipping and queuing the neck of a love horse.

"Now the fight's behind the curtains."

Emile Barberk shows her teeth as she hits Rikkyo's policing.

The boy, who left the regulation to the minimum and the surrounding of the wild horse, understood unconsciously.

That this city war should be fought, that the Kingsguard has popular support due to its splendour.

Nothing "I know" is limited to upstream aristocrats.

Not to mention that even while the Lord General returns to the line after a single strike, one party of Daisuke Governorate runs through the difference. There was nothing good about it. They wanted a show, too.

The audience's voice increases. Sousuke from the army must have struck out.

It's a Brotherhood head who has gathered popular support and empathy, if you don't retrieve it, he loses face too.

And, if any. The momentum, it cannot be stopped by Daisuke Kuniken.

"Pack him up, Garrard. I'll take care of it later."

In the eyes of the crowd, only righteous and standing. There is no other service left for me.

The platoon captains also start to line up empty hands... where one Emir who didn't leave the side from the beginning went down the horse. As Griffon slips into the shadows of the hills he makes, is it something he wants to abandon his prestige or work on?

I'm going back to the notebook.

(Looks like I'm adding something... I'm not peeking!

There's no need to peek, it's decided to describe today's backdrop.

The consciousness of the young aristocrats here was leaning towards the military, inspired by the triumph of Christians.

things began with arrowheads.

The enemy is also motivated as the flying response stands on Yul's shield.

It is so hot and painful to deliberately mark the personal and official seals of the issue in a concise statement to the effect that I will respond to the offer.

"I was fortunate to have an opponent, Shao-suk. No disrespect when I leave."

Frederick's position or the Talleylan family's character, that's too low to serve as a diplomat for Karewala.

I manage to stand on the edge of my personal friendship and Far East School alumni, that's what he is.

"I'm also fortunate to be able to travel with Daisuke Miyagi."

Stand as a dangerous messenger, naturally, and work with a little "pushy" person... so there is no other way to go step by step.

(different worlds reincarnation (cheats) are sweet)

(The maid of the Merle family picks me up and runs into Karewala's late wife and finds me. Hiro had it around there, didn't he?

Asakura said it was a Kamisama.

The figure of a messenger is sucked into the gate while the ghost gays.

It opens outside opposite each other and closes with a... same structure as the Bach Chamber of Commerce branch in the Far East.

In other words, if you drop all the hinges on one side - and you also need the lower section on the other side - it will collapse at its own weight.

(Goes for it)

(You're totally stained by military aristocrats (over here))

"Report. First of all, the negotiation was a success, and in response to this suggestion that we don't use fire, we said," I'll tie you tight, "and," It's the knee of the Holy See, we don't want to imitate each other dirty. "

There was tension in Frederick's voice when he returned.

Considerations to make it sound like a liaison officer seconded by each house, no appeal?

"I can understand the agreement to the effect that 'we don't use each other's dirt'......?

"When the connection with the arrow pattern is loose, even if the arrow is pulled out, the jaw remains in the body. If you come with the pain of being whimpered out... this is" that kind of thing "again"

It was at this time that I noticed Emile taking notes.

Don't give me the know-how for free. It's loud around Neville, but I also need to think about Kingsguard after I'm out. Cubi, Mel, knock it up again...... you can't even give them the lead in defense.

If I tell you about the hinges, I've warped my cheeks and asked back for defensive measures.

I still only think of Emile.

"The main entrance to the main mountain of the convent for women," he said. I intend to use my experience. "

"Only the so-called horse out, Hiro? But Ryukyo can't just stick out on the road downtown... oh, so inside."

Bulberg of architecture is around reflectively coming up with the so-called mouth.

Where they broke through the gate and broke in, another one. More rain from the top.

"Woodmell Castle, Jan Wall Protection. Hands-on knowledge of Mel and the skills of our Barberg… if you live."

Acaius never moved his expression into Emile's chant.

That's probably what responsibility means.

"I will continue to report... Secondly, the wife of Sousuke Samurai, the soldier, will be invited by Samurai, but your son will remain. He was immediately released under the protection of Daisuke Gomiya (Isen)."

Whether on a large scale or with casualties, this is a fight. It's not war.

I understand precisely that not dropping my son also indicates that I am unwilling to destroy him altogether, rather than here.

Live and calculate mean, supple and hard...

"I didn't know you'd want to describe your smile as' stifling '. If you look at that mouth, they think you're a soldier and a murderer."

It doesn't matter what they say, it also rejoices.

Because if the weak take a safety margin, it's impossible to turn them into "cramps".

And then there's the battle without reversal. The "grid" difference appears intact.

"Then do as you're told. I beg your pardon, my lord."

And to put it mildly, this man, the Karewala specialty Acaius.

A struggle began that could not be called a battle as it was urged.

First of all, a quantitative operation that made the difference in economic power say something, showering arrowstones toward the jaws on the main gate.

Strike down the spear and the preacher's strong bow if the battered enemy hides behind a shield or pillar.

Assault the Psychic Swordsman and drop the hinge on the gate, as planned, where he has rendered the resistance powerless.

"Oh, you do it."

"Edward would add face control to the front gate to attract numbers, and I might lead the elite to get over the side walls...... anything else?

"No, I can't think of any. I thought it would be a hero if the idea was flexible."

"It would be creepier for Edward to be at war. I feel like I'm pulling back at the thought of it."

"You need to figure out how to deal with military nobles. If I leave it to you, it won't be easy..."

Where I was told, I remembered that there was only one concern.

Write this again with a distorted smile that Peter gave me in the shadows.

"Please forgive me for giving you an exit. Sosuke Army has a reputation for skill in military service, but that's why calculations can be made. The only one who can't calculate is the head of the Brotherhood Party. I wish you every thought about his personal bravery."

I know who you are in the first word, can I say this is also a Rants morality?

If it's something to stand up for and say, "You, insult your master's martial arts!"... you know style beauty only for words that fly for sure, and that guy again.

(Can you say Hiro, who didn't know the heart of the soldier's boss?

(Right, Vagan. cowardly rants know more about the heart of a military aristocrat)

I'm still a different person, good luck...... no, about bad.

"It was to hold my stomach." I can't be blamed for being noble, Mr. Peter. It's a boring thing, but please think of it as my substitute '… for me and others, it's not worthy of words. "

Peter, who correctly interpreted my gaze as an order when it stopped on his hip, was what he was supposed to be waving his previous rap.

Skinny straight knife, armored to overlap the "gift". Though humility is too boring for Shinkai, the mason, to leave the handmade gift of his high brother Rants, I wondered why he was so worried about what was just an underground opponent's city fight or quarrel... I see it makes sense.

"Retreat"

An exceptional officer of martial arts under a general with excellent command.

Then a narrow lot that can't take advantage of the force difference, which also seems to jump into the enemy's "home" is hebo. Become muddy. Only to create a "I have to strike out" situation, but now what...?

"Example 'killer', that's where you use it."

Lift this one up and say the idea is flexible. Here it is. There are many things to steal from Emile.

The killer asked Garrard to pull it out because of that suggestion, but this was surprisingly a "pretty" man.

"You said, 'Criminal treatment is out-of-heart, rough with people and revenge against the head of the Brotherhood Party who doesn't know his men are dignified." If you want to prove it... "

I didn't have to finish saying it, I was anticipating this request.

As often as I could think of a scam, I was the owner of a head that turned around.

"Always is, you guys run up on us. Because I don't know what they've been up to... Wait, don't talk cheap provocations, there's a Kingsguard boy. I need to get on with your story. I know about being handed over like this and ripped apart... then I'll at least let that son of a bitch take a machete"

It's not just head turning.

As much as I thought dyeing my hands in crime - in different worlds (this one), I'd rather be more realistic than "as much as betraying my home" - I was also a man who risked his life.

"So at least ask for decent horses and weapons. The last wish of a man who stayed trampled, I want you to listen to me."

And the figure of a man who was completely armed and pushed out, this was "quite something" again.

I still don't think very much of you as an asshole cheater...

(I've lived thirty-five years, I've been working, right? You're not making a fool of yourself.)

(I know, Pink, but that doesn't sound like it)

(Did I mention the terminal Brotherhood? It's good for that)

You'll see how powerful Sosuke is in the army.

(This is no worse home than my Howell. If it's a fight, it's your word)

"Together, man, I get the feeling that words are useless over this period. But if you say you don't even have the nerve to go out and fight, then so be it. Be prepared to reveal your ugliness during the day."

It also beautifully decorated the head of the enemy Brother Party, who appeared by making sure that the door that tilted no longer opened with the power of the preacher (Monk).

I don't even look familiar until Rants tells me the big spear I held in. He was the gatekeeper of the Sosur Dojo, a hot and painful man who made it a long-armed use and indispensable appeal to the patron's Sergeant of the Military Ministry, the Palace. Even if there is someone who can resist, "Everything is only if you think of your master." I have a man I can use, "would you remember?"... I thought it would pass refreshingly if the reopening came this far. Still, it was something I looked at with shame.

(Someone similar to "the killer." What's wrong, this?

That's why it's so hard.

The "killer" was also recognized by Asakura, but this is all against him badly.

Still, as declared, a blow, just a knock in. Every horse was skewered to death.

We've known each other for a long time, and while we've known the difference in strength from the beginning...

(So mean. Smiles on death, you see? I was convinced of the meaning of the injury I caused.)

To a moment of tragedy, but no screams. All I do is cheer to hit my ear.

Suzume, the capital full of avenues, was enthusiastic about you sitting on a stuffed pier.

The Guard's Brotherhood Party challenged the battle so as to be incited, and the three gave in.

"Is that it? I pity you don't know all the masters of dojo martial arts, and instead of fighting"

I was slowly staring around...... to set the mood.

"Can't you take one of the mansions? Make it the Duke of Alba's house, and you'll want to worry about the future of the kingdom."

The head of the Brother-in-law of Shaosuke in the army was worn out.

Intentionally in exchange for a life, to the good fight of the men that followed.

Still...... still dangerous. This man is drawing extraneous power.

Akaius looked back at the Gallard party wondering if this was out of hand.

"Good for you. Thank you for your patience, sir."

If the spirit of fair play is shown and there is trouble, is the only concern there?

What I jump out of and I believed it out of my head. I don't even have the edge to stop it.

Same goes for Yul and Peter. Even the struggle to get over Rants, if you think I'm the one to get out, is extremely good.

The three of them paved the way. There is nothing else to block.

Still, on the day you pack your distance and come back until you speak to your enemies.

"Worried Country, Not a Light Mouth"

"This is His Excellency the Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron. I see it was a fight."

I saw a smile.

I couldn't wait to smile.

There's no squadron leader or jury in the fight.

I was aware that my mouth was loose.

"It's not even funny these days, we finally got around to the day"

I still didn't scream. All I hear is a drink.

The irresistible otherworlder was also apparently recognized as the leader of the glorious Kingsguard Squadron.

One of Daisuke's parties had escaped, flirting with Shaosuke, a good fighter and famous soldier.

But when a horseman snapped up his head and turned his horse's head, the tide broke.

Garrard and Horse Rim, who overlook the soldier, Shaosuke, who then attempts to retreat, set up a fierce chase.

The crowd is enthusiastic about the bodily ambition of a veteran who repeatedly makes direct assaults on his body.

The forerunner of the twitching and pushing Aruban party has finally entered. I tried to whip the horse to continue the blood-stained guard as well... just before that, a roar sounded.

It would be a prank that would leave no more remorse than a knock down even a fence prepared for the mansion, or sooner or later a "fight".

By the time the confusion subsided, one party of Sosuke Military had left in favor of the canal.

It was a trick to mock this one.