Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"By the way, Councillor. What happened to the case of the example six years ago, and the subsequent investigation?

In response to Counsellor Shester's question, Lombardo answered the sigh mix.

"Nothing... so far, I haven't grabbed anything"

"Really? Sounds like quite a raccoon."

That was an unforgettable case of hatred for Lombardo.

Six years ago, in the summer, a ship of the Roenglin Pontifical Agency registry entered the port of Elmur.

When the harbor staff boarded the merchant boat that had dropped Ikari and attempted to disembark the boat after completing an inspection of the model, a scratchy young man jumped out on the deck screaming from the downstairs cabin and asked the harbor staff for help.

Surprised harbor officials held a falling young man and summoned sailors to the ship to immediately guard him at the wharf.

And while confronting the crew of the murderous merchant ship in an effort to take back the youth, he asked the youth what was going on.

The young man complained constantly about the situation between himself and his compatriots.

They say they are abducted and imprisoned as slaves.

In the past, the slave trade was indeed flourishing, and countries were preoccupied with handling it as a very important "import-export item".

Nowadays, however, it was banned except in some countries because of the expansion of the idea of human rights, and Valentin, of course, Roenglin, had also signed the Slave Trade Ban Treaty.

If, nevertheless, Roenglin's ship was carrying slaves, this would be a clear violation of the Treaty.

Moreover, it was said that this would no longer be an extremely serious diplomatic issue if the ship were to be owned by the papal administration, the supreme organization of the Pope State of Lowenglin.

As a result, the port officials contacted the Elmur administration, thinking they were out of their hands, and Lombardo, the councillor, rushed to the scene.

And there Lombardo met a man.

The man was a bishop belonging to the Pontifical Agency and the owner of the ship.

But the man hung up.

Everything was done by the crew below the captain on their own, and they said there was no way they were involved in the priesthood.

And the whiskers went through.

Because every crew member below the captain pleaded guilty to their sins, while at the same time completely denying the man's involvement.

As a result, the captains were arrested and sent to prison, and the slaves were freed safely.

And the man was to be questioned.

The man's name is Lennon.

He was a skinny man with a blue and white face.

Two.

"I asked the Intelligence guys to look into Lennon's whereabouts... it was white"

Lombardo said bitterly as he kept himself behind the chair he was sitting on.

"Hmm. That's suspicious. White is black, adjacent, and the market."

"Oh. If you flip it, it's black. … but if we could just flip it."

"Right. … then tell me what you know so far to flip"

"Okay."

Saying so, Lombardo began to correct his residence and explain it to Chester.

"He belongs to the Foreign Office of the Pontifical Agency. It seems to be mainly negotiating with foreign governments, but it does not mean which organization within the Foreign Office it belongs to, it has considerable free authority to put its face on various matters"

"That's pretty much what a parade is. Who's giving him that freedom authority?

"It's Cardinal Calvin, Secretary of Foreign Affairs. I mean, in my country, Valentine, the Foreign Secretary."

When Shester heard it, he put his arms around him and meditated, then only opened his right eye and said.

"You're a pretty big guy. The priesthood is second only to the Pope."

"Oh. I'm direct to that big guy. The guy. And on top of that, my neighborhood is white."

"How beautiful are you?

"The same goes for no money flow. I don't have to drink, I don't have a woman. He's a very devout Zexian who has a reputation for praying to God if he has time."

"I see. You're really white. Now where the hell is his tail..."

"Oh. I haven't seen it at all so far"

Then Shester, who was lying down, looked up and said, as he noticed something.

"Councillor. Wonder why Lennon, who doesn't show that tail, was on an example slave ship at his peril?

When I heard that, Lombardo nodded loudly to get my will.

"Oh. Exactly. Actually, that's what I thought."

"What?

"Where are the freed slaves?"

"of the slaves..."

"Oh. If those slaves were just slaves then, as you say, you just have to wait at low englin without having to go out of your way to risk it. But the man was on that boat on purpose. Why is that?

"It wasn't just the slaves..."

"Oh. I wonder if, to be precise, some of the slaves just included something that wasn't. So I let the slaves investigate their subsequent whereabouts."

"I see."

"They were all uniformly debilitated after liberation, so they were put in hospital once. He was supposed to arrive on his way home from what he had recovered. But... one day, a boy disappeared from the hospital."

"Boy?"

"Oh. He said he was about ten years old."

"About ten years old? That's a lot of ambiguity."

"Oh. That sounds like the boy didn't have a mouthful. He didn't know who he was."

"Why don't you ask the other slaves?"

"That's it, all the other slaves were subclans living on the Kant continent, but the boy was different, he said. They were abducted, put on a slave ship, then suddenly thrown into a locked room a few months later."

"So that's when Lennon, along with the boy, also boarded the slave ship... you were in a hurry or something and you had no choice?

"Probably... na"

"So, the boy disappeared from the hospital... is it a kidnapping?

"Oh. It would be Eighty-nine Lennon's fault. By the time I heard about the boy's disappearance, Lennon was already on his way home. Probably take the boy."

"Sorry to hear that."

"Oh. It was too late when I realized. I'm totally late."

That said Lombardo took a sip of tea that had already cooled down completely.

And the mouth was moistened enough before swallowing slowly.

Chester had also included warmer tea in his mouth, taking plenty of time to moisturize his throat.

The two were delayed in their thoughts, and the hour of silence flowed often.

And a rush jumped in, and the silence was broken in an instant.

"Yesterday unknown, reports of a massive military clash broke out in a border dispute between Pope Roenglin and the United Kingdom of Raidham!

"" What!

Lombardo and Shester shouted that at about the same time and looked at each other in the face.

And we thought of the fate of the world to be awaited ahead, and we mourned together.

The world was about to usher in turbulent times now.