House of the People's Congress.

When the council meets, the village chiefs of each village and the town chiefs of the town of Raccoon are convened. There is usually a place where clerks and tax collectors from Friedberg territory do their work. And it serves as a town hall with the House of Territorial Councils. It is also the workplace of Andrew, the town mayor of Fulcus.

The mayor's office at the edge of such a council office - doing daytime paperwork, etc. So Andrew had his head.

That is due to the three documents at his disposal.

"What does Master Jin think?"

"That's not a sane thing to do..."

"I didn't expect to be served with such documents... Lord Edward seems to be a man with a thick surface skin for a long time"

"But it's a public document. There's also the Earl's signature, and the Seal of the Earl's House is pressed."

"... I doubt it's really Gin's signature."

Andrew frowned at the words of the man who had given the paperwork - Uruge, the tax collector. The presentation of documents with too thick skin on the surface is half confused and half confused.

It appears that Uruge was handed over to the Count's house for a report on the levy.

Andrew made sure of it all the way through and all he could do was hold his head.

"It's still okay for Master Jin to leave Uncle Fleetberg. But I can't believe the one who succeeds to the countenance is Lord Edward, who should have been stripped of his aristocracy in a rush with the common man..."

"We have heard reports that a mysterious figure visited the Count's mansion the other day. According to a report from the Norm Chamber of Commerce, the Count sent about three maids. He sent three unmarried daughters in town."

"Master Jin hasn't hired anyone but that young daughter for the past two years... seemingly an unsound behavior. Definitely Lord Edward."

"Yep. Plus the third one...... to be honest, I was amazed at the thickness of the skin on the surface submitting this"

"Totally."

Andrew frowned and held his head.

The first piece of paperwork he has is a note to the effect that Gin Fleetberg will be removed from the countenance. This is an autograph by Jin himself and a public document bearing the seal of the Count's house.

And the second one - this is what is described as Edward Fleetberg being given countenance over Jin. Of course, this is also a public document signed by Edward, Ginn's joint name.

Not so far. Not so far, that's fine. From Andrew's point of view, it's never a good idea, but he's still in shape as a public document.

But at the end - the third one.

Edward Fleetberg had been stripped of his aristocracy two years earlier due to a run down with the bakery's daughter. But the truth is that Edward was suffering from a severe illness and had no choice but to give way to his succession, so he made a false report. Now that the illness is healing, I will inherit the countenance once again - if I may put it in short, such things are extensively described as excuses.

In the first place, the matter indicated by this document is that 'I lied because I was ill, but I will take over the countenance again because I have healed'. I wonder what kind of nerve you have, you can get these papers out.

But this must also be treated as a public document, beyond the seal of the Count's house.

"This kind of excuse will get you through..."

"Right..."

"What fails is visible. He says he's finally starting to get on track, but he's gonna screw it up..."

"But..."

"Damn!!

Andrew slaps three papers on the floor.

If this isn't the paperwork I have to submit, I'm willing to step on it. However, this document undoubtedly concerns the future of Fleetberg territory.

But Andrew even wanted to stick all this paperwork inside the fireplace already.

"Just because I'm aristocratic doesn't mean I'm on my own like this...!

Andrew squeaks so as if he squeezed it out of his throat.

Originally, it is natural that a penalty should be imposed for making a false report in a public document. But these precedents are common in the country.

It is a daily tea meal in the aristocratic society, such as the fact that the eldest son who caused the scandal, once removed as his successor, has returned to his successor as if nothing had happened after a few years. It is also all due to the supposed tide that the present empire - the eldest son - should succeed.

I'm sure His Majesty the Emperor, who glanced at this document, will do so in a word or so "again". So much so, because among the nobles, this kind of selfishness is walking by.

"Dear Jin..."

Andrew looks up and puts his thoughts on Jin.

Jin would have had a crush on her. But the aristocrats have been taught that the eldest son is the heir. And whatever the circumstances, the return of the eldest son must give way to that countenance. That's what Jin should have thought.

His credit for converting the Fleetberg territory, which was in a huge deficit, into a smaller black, will be taken away by Edward, who should have escaped as it were.

Andrew was appreciative of Jin.

He boosted the territory with a unique magician's idea of using the undead. It gave hope to the countryside, which lacked enough workers. The whole territory had a better economy, and the town of Fulcus was also moistened by its influence. It is undoubtedly the gin that has reformed the territory so far.

If Jin hadn't inherited Fleetberg territory, the town of Fulcus would have been independent by now. Because Andrew wasn't sweet enough to keep acknowledging a lord who couldn't do anything to manage the deficit.

But he did more than Andrew thought. As declared, fallow land has been reduced to half in a year, and its fallow land is still in decline. In addition, he has created a cotton yarn workshop inside the mansion to compensate for the demand for cotton yarn in the town of Fulcus. Furthermore, the Skeleton Horse carriage, which connects the villages, is conveniently used by the townspeople of the town of Fulcus.

Gin, who has achieved so much, is stripped of his countenance as if he were in exile -.

"If you have to, I'll move."

"Yeah...... Mayor Andrew"

"Maintaining the status quo is finally the point. But if you are a foolish Count, let us pass a proposal of mistrust in Parliament. And the town of Fulcus is united, so that we can proceed with the reinstatement of Master Jin. For that matter, use all hands you can hit."

"Yeah. Well, let's move like that, too"

In the House of Territorial Councils, Andrew burns so flames in his heart.

If Edward does decent politics, I don't mind. But if not.

Whatever hand you use, let's get Jin back to the Count -.