Chapter 5 - Reincarnation Part 3

Suddenly, my body, which was wearing a pure white suit in a shroud, tightened around the belly so I didn't think I was pulling and storing fat... Can't do it.

The backs of my hands, which should be pale with little sun exposure, are a healthy tan… taller than anything else… long, slender legs… I knew whatever was going on, it wasn't my body.

"I... I... who...?"

It just came out of my mouth...

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"You? What are you doing? You Roy..."

"Wait... this might be a dead person... you shouldn't answer anything... ask otherwise."

A man in a suit with glittering embroidery standing beside him stopped when a beautiful yellow-haired woman who was mourning tried to say something.

"Who are you? I won't forgive you if you die again... I'll cut him off immediately... Come on, answer! Who are you?"

When a man in a suit puts his left hand on his waist, he twists it with his right... If you look closely, it looks like he is wearing a sword.

Does a bad answer mean pulling out a sword and slashing? No way... this is Japan!

"Oh... I...? ..."

As I tried to say my name, many scenes flashed through my mind… Is this the memory of this unknown body? ... Did I, who died, transmigrate into this man's body?

"My name is Roy Hodgson. I was the captain of the Kanur Guard, but failed to protect the prince and injured him... I took that responsibility and killed myself, but... I came back to life."

Answering this body memory that was flowing rapidly… It would be a shame if it was such a terrible misunderstanding, but when I answered it while thinking about it, the tension on everyone's faces was released for some reason.

It seems that the answer is correct, but at the same time, I feel bad.

The corpse return was a monster that was parasitic on the corpse's body and was intelligent, and because it imitated the person with information from the surroundings, it was said that the question of returning a corpse should not be answered.

It is said that the corpse returns, pretending to be the person itself, gathers strength in a week and kills all family members, and eats it, but it is said that even if the strength is weak after parasitism, it can be killed.

Maybe something else in the past died and reincarnated in this world?

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The next morning, the front courtyard of the royal palace was surrounded by a high stone wall.

A straight path lined with white gravel led to the palace in the distance, as if the green grass on one side was separated from the center. Even though this was a palace, a majestic building built on stone walls like a Japanese castle towered majestically in a deep deep moat.

In front of him was also a sturdy white building made of stone, which was a guard post. There are charging stations at the front and back gates, and soldiers are stationed there, but today there are more soldiers than usual, and many soldiers are rushing out of the charging stations.

"Oh, it seems that there is no death. Someone advised me to get rid of this death and return to the coffin again."

The day after I came back to life, when I went to the guard post of the royal palace, a big soldier who was standing in front of the big table in the middle and chatting with the soldiers acknowledged and blamed me.

In this country, if you die, all the sins you have committed in your life will be undone, so there seems to be a custom that if you come back to life, you will be innocent, but that won't be the case. work... It shouldn't be.

It's a different attitude from three days ago... In my memory, when Roy was in trouble, instead of defending him, he recommended him, but he smeared Roy's face with mud. He voiced a lot of harsh words saying that he couldn't work well with fallen nobles...

A silver armor that reflected the sun and shone brightly, with large fur trimmings, and a dazzling metallic luster helmet, which was one or two times larger than the surrounding soldiers. ..

The chest of the armor was decorated with blue gems, which made it easy to identify a high-ranking warrior.

Metal armor is quite heavy and isn't worn except in emergencies like combat, but the royal palace is currently enacting martial law, and it seems that all soldiers are wearing heavy armor and helmets to be on guard. ..

"There are many words to say that I will not die, Lord Flair... No, Dane. Didn't you retire and step down from the captain of the Guards?"

His name is Baron Dane Flair.

I… or rather, the one who suspected me of being the dead at the funeral was in tune with Roy, the original owner of this body.

Come to think of it, it was the night three days ago that Dane submitted his resignation when he suddenly retired.

It was the day before the retirement ceremony of the former king and the coronation of the new king, and of course, he was detained, but he showed a strong desire to resign due to his poor physical condition and recommended Roy at the same time instead. . .

"I've always wondered why a good person like you isn't blessed with an official position. Until then, I thought that an appeal on this side wasn't enough. That's where… I happened to be lucky enough to be a guard commander, but I thought I'd give up the job. this to you… However, the guards are of course in a position to protect the royal palace, so it is not easy to get a pardon from the current king…

"That's why I aimed for the coronation of a new king. At the time when the country was taken over by the successor, I proposed to change the captain of the Guards but was rejected immediately. The reason I recommended it is because you have almost no track record in the royal palace… However, there is one good point here... you are the swordmaster of the new king... it seems that he only did it until he was young, but the new king firmly said about you. I remember, and he is willing to accept that I can leave it to you... So, on a sunny day, you are the captain of the Guards... If you complete the coronation tomorrow, you will be able to take on an important position in this country."

A previously synchronized Dane boils sake poured into a glass at a bar. It was the night three days ago. He invited me to celebrate his retirement and bought me a drink. Of course, working hours are over, and there is nothing immoral.

"But what would you do if I became captain of the Guards? Isn't this the year when you retire and stay home?"

He and the owner of this body are 33 years old, and although he is not young, this is not a year like a comfortable retreat.

The average life expectancy in this world is indeed not that high at 65 years, but it is a natural question because it is still not a year to stay at home and still do enough physical activity.