Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"Oi, look! It's buds! It's buds!

On the farm of the Grand Duchy of Foral, a man's loud voice echoed. And to the voice was gathered Doyadhya the people that were around him. In front of them were green sprouts on one side of the field.

"Ah. I sprouted faster than I expected."

It was Gong who, like everyone else, raised his voice of joy. He snorts loudly as he smiles around him.

"This is a sprout of fukiwadashi."

Gong looked to the ground and carefully observed what was sprouting. And he broke that these eyes were fukiwadashi. The faces of the gathered people turn to laughter. Fukiwadashi looked and tasted similar to potatoes, but also grew fast, and on top of that, it was a crop that could be harvested in large quantities. Maybe we'll make it to this year's harvest. Such expectations were spreading among the people.

"I will now inform the Grand Duke"

That's what one man said, crossed the horse. As he smiled at the gongs, I'm sure, the Grand Duke told him to celebrate, and he ran his horse toward the Grand Duke's Palace. That back, people smiled and dropped off.

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Around the same time, in a room in the Grand Duke's Palace, the Grand Duke/Taste had a deep wrinkle carved between his brows. In front of him was a round of flowers planted in a plant pot.

"... what the hell are you doing"

The Grand Duke whines without telling anyone, stroking his jawbeard.

"To this day, in my country, I thank you for your generosity to the Crimeanas."

……

A man holding back beside him is opening his mouth with an alternating gaze at the letter and the Grand Duke. Listening to the words, the Grand Duke was dampening the rising anger.

... What are you talking about? Not only did I contact my niece, Celloit, but a country that was trying to plunge our country into chaos by adding it to a natural disaster, I can often say that. Thank you, etc. …. The rest is not at one time, such as putting warmth on Crimeana and others.

He turns his gaze to the flower placed in front of him. It's like a rhinoceros. Beneath it, unexpectedly thick stems are stretched. An indescribable, good scent tickles my nose.

"In the letter, this flower, called 'the flower of friendship', is with the flower of the Secret State of Crimeana"

"Secret Flowers...... I don't trust what they say."

"Ha...... They say that this flower has a wonderful aroma and is also a flower that is not so easily withered and strong in life. Because of that, he says, it implies that we will continue our friendship with the Crimean Nazi nation for a few years. Moreover, the colour of this flower seems to change depending on the temperature, and I would like you to enjoy the change. That's what it says in the letter."

"Temperatures change color...... Doesn't that mean that Crimeana changes at all times? It's through friendship now, but doesn't that mean changing that attitude at any time, time and in some cases?"

"Grand Duke... Exactly, that's it..."

"If you look at the history of Crimeana so far, isn't it"

"Ha..."

"In other words, the meaning of sending this flower is, as a result of the vitality of this flower, the perpetuation of the future, putting our country under the control of Crimeana... doesn't that imply it in the dark"

……

I couldn't stand the Grand Duke's sharp gaze, and the man accidentally turned away from him.

"Throw away these ill-enriched flowers immediately"

"Wait, Grand Duke. This flower is given with the Pope's Prophet. The Pope's Parent Book… that is, the goods which His Holiness Pope Vieille himself gave to our country…. If we treat it underneath, I know Crimeana may give us the pretext to make it difficult for our country..."

To the man's words, the Grand Duke deepens the frown wrinkles even deeper.

"Then, somewhere appropriate, do it. Don't ever bring anything like this again before."

To the words of the Grand Duke, the man bows his head silently. To him like that, the Grand Duke went on to say more.

"And from now on, say yes."

"What?"

"Oh, my God."

"Meh...... is it?

"In the future, before the rest, not to mention Pope Vieille's Holiness, etc. Call me Vieille. He's not a plague god who confuses the country. It is not worthwhile to give such a person a name such as Holiness. See?"

"Ha, ha, ha"

The Grand Duke doesn't even try to hide his grump. Being in him like that any longer would make him eat even more novels. Knowing it well enough, he left the room early on when he held the flowers planted in the potted plant to his respects. The Grand Duke was bitterly tongue-in-cheek watching him like that.

"Excuse me, sir."

I tried to replace him with a man, and another servant came into the room again. The Grand Duke stares at the man who came in, without even trying to break his rugged look. The man lagged a little behind on that too much.

"What the fuck!"

"Um... I have a report"

"Good report or bad report"

"Good report."

"Later"

"What?"

"If it's a bad report, we'll have to deal with it right away. But if it's a good report, it won't hurt to hear it later"

"And I understand"

The man turns his heel back and tries to walk away. Over his back like that, the voice of the Grand Duke flew.

"No, wait!

"Ha."

"I changed my mind. Reporting."

"Ha... haha"

When the man was awed again, he corrected his posture and faced the Grand Duke.

"I will report to you. The other day, a seed arrived from Agarta, and it sprouted today."

"What are you talking about?!?"

The Grand Duke rises as he opens his eyes. To behave beyond that expectation, the man in front of you makes his face tense.

"Ha... I've seen it with these eyes. Definitely."

"... well. Did you sprout the seeds in just three weeks? That's not the kind of Agarta made. So, what seed did you sprout?

"Ha. Lord Gong says, be it fukiwadashi"

"Fukiwadashi"

When the Grand Duke nodded satisfactorily, he slowly lowered back to his chair again. He closed his eyes and nodded again and again with a slight grin.

"If you're a fukiwadashi, don't make it to the fall harvest. Maybe we can figure it out... Um, thank you for your hard work. You may step back."

The Grand Duke had turned into a voice that seemed in a good mood. The man who confirmed it greeted him with humility as he grated his chest.

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"... well, what is this?

It was Passo, the wife of Lil 'Rain, the chief of staff of the Grand Duchy of Foral, who was raising his feverish voice. She stopped to look at the strange flowers her husband had brought home, all flashy. Lil' Rain put the pot plant he had in his hand on the table with a small sigh.

"It's an advance from the Crimean Nazi nation. Don't treat it roughly."

"Crimeana? Because there's something going on from that country?

"Probably an apology for one thing about Lady Celloit. His Holiness didn't say anything like that."

"Well......"

Passo looks greatly surprised. Celluloit is supposed to be an apparent secret, but among rumour-loving aristocrats, it was the earliest that it was an open secret.

"Sure...... Lady Celluloit did quite a bit of trickery to the lords of Crimeana... Sure, a little water..."

"Don't talk about this, it's rare"

Embarrassed by her husband Lil 'Rain, she unexpectedly puts her hand on her mouth. He is still grumpy. In an attempt to change such an atmosphere, she turns her gaze to the flowers placed on the table.

"Still, isn't it a beautiful flower"

"Anything, 'Friendship Flowers', they say, is Crimeana's secret flower"

"Well...... It is. And you smell so good."

"It's a gift from the Pope. I was supposed to keep it at home. Treat them politely."

"I understand. Still, it smells good..."

Passo enjoyed the scent as he moved his face closer to the flower and the flower tingly. That's when, in her head, one idea flashed.

... This is going to be a big topic.

Passo had one certainty. On her face, she had an unconscious smile......