Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"Ah... really...?"

The Grand Duke Taste narrowed his words with desperation. At the same time, his face was distorted in anguish. I always try not to have negative feelings, but to be greedy and youthful, but the reports I have just heard are an easy way to attribute such daily efforts to blisters.

In front of the Grand Duke, two men are just hanging on their heads. Sergeant Lil 'Rain and the Duke of Fantasic.

Always stretching out with Shan and walking through the hallways of the Grand Duke's Palace with their faces, they tremble like abandoned puppies and even beg for forgiveness. Above all, the Duke's appearance was pathetic. He wore a simple black costume that looked like he was going to a funeral without wearing his usual beautiful costume. There was no such thing as a medal decorating him, just a man of great age hanging in front of the Grand Duke.

Looking at them, the Grand Duke was sweating cold on his spine. The time has come for the Grand Duchy of Faal to survive. In his head was a picture of the whole country filled with friendly flowers, beside which were exposed dead crops and bodies of people with angry expressions. Moreover, he was confident that it would soon become a reality.

The two reported that the flowers of friendship were exploding with unimaginable momentum. The Grand Duke could not understand such a situation at first. However, I immediately understood the dangers of Lille Rain's flowers when I heard reports that he had cut them out and planted more trees.

A plant that is naturally capable of reproduction and high vitality... Moreover, the fragrance is such that the fragrance turns into odor proportional to the number... If left alone, this country will undoubtedly die. Already, the gardens of the Duke of Fantasic and Sergeant Lille Rain's mansion are filled with flowers and trying to smell terrible around them.

"Find out if any other flowers of friendship have taken root in the country immediately."

The Grand Duke commands with a small voice as if he were looking around. Deep wrinkles were engraved between his eyebrows, so powerful that they lowered their heads and tried to stay behind. He stopped those two.

"Wait, I haven't finished my orders yet. Is the body of the friendly flower still in your mansion, Lil 'Rain?... and send it to Agarta in a hurry. Hearts! Hearts!

"Ha... haha. to this....."

Shooking his body, his brother, the Duke of Hearts, stepped forward and withdrew in front of the Grand Duke. As usual, her eyes were shining brightly behind her. The Grand Duke nodded loudly at it.

"Friendly flowers, you carry them to Agarta with your hands. First show the flowers to Cellulite and then to King Agarta. Cellulite should understand how dangerous the flowers are."

"Oh, oh, oh, I was afraid,"

Stand up now.

"Ha... haha!

"Oh, wait. You're not alone. Take your wife Mermo with you."

Ha ha!

The Duke of Hearts replied with such a loud voice that it was presumably the first time. The Grand Duke nodded loudly, snapped his chin, and urged him to leave.

"Well then, so do we....."

Seeing the Duke of Hearts leave, Fantastic and Lille Rain are afraid to leave. The Grand Duke calls them off again.

"Wait! My orders are not over yet!

"Ha ha."

"You two are strictly forbidden to return to the Mansion until I give you permission. We have until noon today to get to this Grand Duke's Palace with only the minimum baggage we need."

"Eh!?"

"Bowls! Bowls, are you there?

On too unexpected an order, the Grand Duke shouted out loud enough to hear the pigeons eating their bean cannons. After a while, a tall, grand man, with his head rounded and wearing a uniform, entered the room.

Would you like to invite me?

"Hmm. From now on, we will send these two to their respective mansions. Then, by noon today, I will bring you to this palace with only minimal luggage. Then we'll seal these two mansions so tightly that they don't even contain ants."

"I'm not tired of giving you orders....."

A soldier named Balls turned his gaze to two people who were stuck next to him.

"Things fight for moments! Just do what I tell you! At the same time, mobilize all troops to gather cloth from all over the country!

"Is it cloth...?

"That's right. Cloth."

"Oh, I'm scared...."

Balls urged the two nobles, whose eyes were black and white, to leave as they were. And then the cloth gathered from all over the country was used to glue the two mansions.

The Grand Duke's concern was the diffusion and scattering of friendly flower seeds and pollen along with the stench. If pollen is scattered on the wind, the Grand Duke of Faure is likely to be a hell of a picture, as the Grand Duke imagined. He was now firmly determined to defend the country by beating everything he could. Indeed, the flames of the transformed war between the Grand Duchy of Faure and the Crimean nation were cut and dropped.

But then, three days later, a messenger came from the Crimean state, as if he knew the Grand Duchy of Faure would be confused. The Grand Duke was furious at Crimeana, who was asking for shame while leaving the country in such a state of chaos, and said he would not see the messenger, so he dragged him into the room. For him, there was probably a risk that if he met the messenger, he would be cut off immediately. He himself was not confident in controlling his emotions and dealing with them calmly.

Nevertheless, the opponent has come to this country as the Pope's Imperial Envoy. Getting rid of it would mean the same thing to Crimeana as an enemy. That would give that country a chance to open the battlefield. In that case, it was clear that the country would be ravaged by Crimeana without a trace.

As for Crimean messengers, the Duke of Fantasic and Sergeant Lille Rain were in charge. There was a lot of disagreement about it, but they played the role by insisting that the Crimean messengers should find out how to deal with the friendly flowers, which they wanted to be ashamed of.

"Hi, it's been a while."

The man who appeared as a messenger was the man who had previously carried the Pope's Book. He's bald and small, but he's always smiling, and at first glance, he looks like a nice person. However, their eyes were moving up, down, left and right violently, and they wanted to know more about the country's internal affairs.

He was surprised to hear that Grand Duke Taste was sleeping because of his illness.

"Oh no! I'm worried about that. Our Crimean nation has many of the best doctors in the world. If you don't mind, I'll send you to the Grand Duke."

You know I would never accept that. Despite that, the Duke of Fantastic and Sergeant Lille Rain laughed unexpectedly at this man's audacity to say such a stupid thing.

But the messenger man kept talking to Daladara without worrying about it. Come on, in Aphrodite, the Christian capital of Crimeana, the sun is strong and troublesome. His Holiness has been obsessed with vegetable soup lately, but for them it was the ultimate story, and it doesn't matter.

The man started to smell something by moving his nose twitching, feeling like he was simmering his business with a lazy messenger attitude.

"What a nice smell. Is this the scent of a friendly flower? Oh, speaking of which, what happened to that flower?

I'm finally getting to the point... The two men corrected their posture and turned to the messenger.