Let me argue as many times as I want.

A gorgeous scene at a delicious time, it's just a matter of time.

Before that, there was a pile of dirty plates and uniforms piled up with mountains.

It's not funny if you don't want to see it. But I can't allow one of us to struggle, isn't that the funniest part?

See, in the Royal Palace today, there's a book of government officials who encourage ex-post processing...

"Our Sergeant's Palace (Oyaji) is a big man equipped with virtuous connections. You will always win the battle and never remain faithful. You'll see, you'll have to push it up. There 'll be a lot of martial arts officers here, won't there? Even once you see it, if you like. I'll take care of it."

Why is there a soldier in the dispersion dorm?

Don't let Karewala's territory tell bad stories about your child's education.

"Oh, this is squadron leader or scattered Daisuke which. I came to register because I took responsibility for the disturbance and resigned. It's different from the bureau for the useless."

White, graphic, and thick. This is all that we do first.

"I didn't want to come as soon as I lost my job! Those who are more willing to re-employ are welcome. The Honourable Nicholas Border Bob is being recruited for talent in the West Sea, so we're going into the cage delivery no welcome procedure soon, right? The fee is usually 10% of the payment, but at this point, I'll send it to you."

"Pull me away from Sir Mo's Palace, huh? Fight? Fight, huh?

"It's the second round in the royal palace? Fight, fool."

My face is burning. I've only heard one word of war idiot.

In the battlefield, you're not a dog, and Giraffe listens to you, right?

"I came as a messenger first. This is a letter from Lord Sergeant Miyagi of the Military Ministry. He told me to get back to him in the dispersed dormitory."

The refreshment of a blatant, blooming smile and when you come. This brings people together.

Edward to my parents and children. Duke of Mel, Ariel again. You make me hateful, thick, greedy and smiling all the time is the most fascinating. What the hell are you guys, instead of being reborn seven times, I don't feel like I can be that kind of guy... when I think about it, my stomach is layered.

The shaved open letter said, "I need to talk to you. Wait in the ministry of ceremonies". You said it was the same building as a scattered dorm, but why bother... This is Sosuke from the army, you're not scouting for my horseback!

"Oh, do you agree? Then I'll show you. I'm now serving as a guard at Sir Mo's Palace."

So! Why do I have to be treated like a guide in the ceremonial ministry?

"Example of Twa to take place next month Grand Festival, pray for plague dispersal and do it on a massive scale this year...... and if any. You also know that the attendant exclusions (temporary personnel changes) have been eliminated?

Though soldiers call it a trick. It's all the more so if it's a parent because it's a child and it's an alley.

"I intend to recommend the previous (Sachi's) soldier, Sasuke, to the scatterhead on the slide. The military, both Kingsguard battalion leaders don't hate these stories. I have also just installed the agreement of Mr. Ceremony Palace."

"And then we should have the opportunity to discuss it with Yasukan, and Miyasa takes into account the particularities of the dispersion dormitory, so let me talk to you."

I'm sorry to bother you, Sir Ceremony Palace.

The personnel below the "suke" of the dispersed dormitory are at the disposal of Karewala, and get Karewala's inner knowledge of the "head" personnel… because the interest I grabbed is based on the "promise of all nobles".

If you're going to break your promise, the Second Abe Clan will just explode a half-day away from the royal palace. I was going to burn it in your eyes the other day!?

"I respect Karewala's position, but the fruit is too great. than Hiro, you're too young."

That was painful.

It is very reasonable and has no problem as an interest held by the "Karewala family owner", the family of the indie military nobleman, Viscount Ger, and Sir. That's why the "promise" came true.

Still, if you take Hiro's inner promise, there will be waves in your history, and this one is quite natural.

"It's a matter of belonging. External Space Hanging"

Sigh out. Sir Ceremony Palace, I need you to think a little more about the habit of being caught in the immediate interest.

"I was wondering if it would be better to (...) reorganize the format into the competence of Sir Ceremony (director level) rather than the Ceremony Ministry, as it is treated externally. I hope you will permanently assume the direct jurisdiction of Sir Ceremony Palace....... note that gratuities in lieu of burdens, no is it a cost of official business? Sooner or later, we'd like you to consider the nomenclature. Anyway, we'd like to thank you."

Sir Ceremony's Palace rounded his eyes. The snooping Sir of the Army Palace has his eyes narrowed.

"Hiro, a few decades later, you... no, the Karewala family. Whenever my lord takes office, I think it's possible to build something that belongs to you."

That's why it's called greed.

The sharp eye of Sir Soldier's Palace compared to the pull. Bones, but I can't even say that.

"It would be cumbersome to change the affiliation of a dispersion dorm depending on who serves as Sir, wouldn't it? It's official business, I know if I should be in fact."

In the long run, we can gain the asylum of royal politicians until recently, no symbiotic relations. The status of scattered dormitories stabilizes.

"Um, I'm not willing to let go of Actual Rights (...). I promise again."

It shows the face of the military, but Sir Soldier's Palace was more politician than I thought.

Honestly, it's tough to confront right now, I don't have the ingredients... so I'm willing to accept this story.

"I was impressed by Miyasama's horseback, Sosuke of the Military Ministry, which mental reflection (...). Just the right person for a scattered head, happy to be able to work together."

"What I don't need to tell you. Looks like you've been impressed by the heat and bitterness... it's about putting your hands on the amount, Sir Ceremony Palace. It won't happen on a day when you bend your navel and imitate Sosuke."

"Never fail to be faithful," the Sergeant's Palace of Soldiers thus obtained a letter of distribution.

Sir Ceremony Palace gets gold.

I can further stabilize the Karewala family. Oh, it's a full circle!

(Hiro you just made me compromise)

(I didn't know you'd take it into account)

(Fine, but that's not all... sounds like you know Hiro)

I wonder why you had a meeting in the ceremonial ministry, and that's what I mean.

"And that's the thing. If the dispersion dormitory belongs to me or Sir Ceremony's Palace, the organizational difficulties will be solved. Let's also spare the sleigh of privatization. A letter of advice. Thanks to what?"

"I would like to thank you for sharing that your suggestion is precisely eye-to-eye scale, an issue that I never thought I would have. Existence that will continue to serve as the solemn discipline of the ceremonial ministry under your guidance. Thank you very much to your grandson, Mr. Garrard, for your help (...)."

I'm the one who helped, don't get me wrong there... I learned that the heat, bitterness and thickness of daring to push what I don't have to say is required.

"Yes, I was impressed with Garrard's bravery, as was Sir Miyama of the Military Ministry. Say," I'd love to talk to you once. "

Sir Ceremony Palace is not an asshole either. The Bald Eagle Alba's counterattack is constrained - it's not that good - so much so that he does something like "slap the beard as it happens".

"I am still a young man, Sir of the Military Ministry. You must not be rude to the Palace..."

Whatever the two of them are doing, it's the Sergeant's Palace.

He came to push me to gain from this suggestion.

Stability of the financial and political power of the Karewala family in the long run, avoidance of the pursuit of vulture Alba in the short run. You're actually pretty big on this.

"Give first". Come and have a good understanding of the minds of the military aristocrats of the political (i.e., rights) bumps. This brings people together again.

"Who put it out, Golden Lion Alba? Looks like a young man, isn't it a good two names or something?"

Anyway, Garrard, the skeleton is still a child.

Still, it contained nothing more than a hint of a change from a lion to an eagle in the near future.