Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"This is a matter requiring very advanced political judgment. The land is also a deep land of affinity to your great-great-great-grandfather, and perhaps even to you. There will be no one else competent in this matter but you. Councillor Lombard Schneider, I have full authority over you. Immediately go to the border strife in the Altarte River basin, to the headquarters of the Monitoring Group in Esta."

Valentine's Republic. The supreme power of Elmur, a province, taught him that in a harsh tone.

Though he was over seventy years old, he was more and more conscious of being the prestigious (soft-boiled) arm of a ship admired by any of his men, whose gaze was extremely sharp and had the alias "Eagle of Elmur" because it reminded him of a raptor.

That was Edward Muller, the state secretary of the genus, the man.

"Ha, I beg your pardon."

Lombardo responded with the highest salute to an order from his beloved boss.

"Next, Counsellor Helmut Shester. I appoint you deputy to Councillor Lombardo Schneider. Always be beside him and advise rightly with his rare intelligence."

"Ha, I accept your orders."

Chester, like Lombardo again, responded with respect to Muller at his finest.

"I asked for it, both of you. If the two powers are not only in conflict, but in total war, the entire world, including our Valentine's Republic, may be caught in the vortex of war. Things are extremely serious. I expect your encouragement."

"" Ha!

The two pronounced almost simultaneously and then slowly left the secretary's office quietly with a tense face (toe).

"You're always nervous when you get out in front of the secretary."

Chester spoke to Lombardo with a soothing (mostly) look as he removed the button on his neck as he walked wide (cuckoo) through the lobby center on the first floor of the administration, where he received a flash call.

But Lombardo still didn't break his nervous face, and said as he glanced at Chester beside him.

"That's right, but what we're going to have to do is do it in tension that goes far beyond that in the Secretary's office. Tighten your mind."

Under Lombardo's reprimand, Chester stretched his spine.

"It was. Maybe he was standing up for something, before too much importance. I'll be careful later."

"No, I still honestly can't believe it either. There may be a war between Lowenglin and Raydam, etc."

"Yeah. It was before we were born when it was a war between the two countries. Apparently, the peace is getting a little too long."

"Oh. We have to keep each other's minds together."

That said, Lombardo cautioned himself as he went down the white stairs in front of the front door of the government.

Two.

"Mother, is something wrong?

Gaius saw Emerada discriminate against the samurai in a rushed manner in her husband Lombardo's study and asked her mother in great surprise.

Then Emerada stretched out her spine for a moment, whether she was vain, and then slowly turned in the direction of Gaius as she made her face tense (frightened).

He then responded to Gaius's query while pulling his cheeks slightly.

"No, nothing. Yeah, nothing to worry about."

Gaius laughed bitterly when he saw Emerada showing obvious upset.

"Mother. No one will believe you when they tell you that you don't have to worry about anything at all. And your mother told you not to lie, didn't she? Tell the truth."

Having seen a calm attitude unlikely to be Gaius' six-year-old, Emerada answered Gaius by exhaling one loud sigh before becoming ready.

"Right. You're a really smart kid, so you can't help but hide it.... you know, my father's going somewhere."

"Where is...?

"Yeah, it's... upstream of the Altarte... to Esta..."

"Esta?... When it comes to esta, is it Central America an example of Lowenglin and Raydam fighting over territory?

North of Elmure, the state of the genus, the Altarte River Basin had a large Central America of considerable size, formed by dust deposited (usually) over many years.

The size of this Central America, which is also capable of creating a town of 10,000 people, is called Esta, which, at the end of the Great War between Lowenglin and Raydam some fifty years ago, although the two countries agreed to make it a border with the Altarte River, did not give way to its possession with regard to this Central America and was the so-called land deposited by a joint delegation of seven surrounding countries, including Valentin, a third country.

"Yeah, that's right. And Gaius really knows everything. I don't think he's a six-year-old..."

Now Gaius panicked and explained.

"No, Mother, I don't know anything. But the other day, I read a book about our history, and it just came out of Central America."

The Schneider family is a famous family. But it was not noble.

History was not so old either, roughly one hundred and twenty years old.

Why is the Schneider family so shallow and not aristocratic called a famous house because it has produced a large number of talented people in recent years.

The political system of the Republic of Valentin was a composite government between a council of eighty members elected by direct suffrage by the citizens and the House of Lords made up of nobles who were the lords of two hundred.

Most of all, the Council's powers far exceeded those of the House of Lords, and a Cabinet composed of twelve members had also been elected from among all Council members.

The House of Lords was only an honorary entertainment (roughly) with an auxiliary role for the council.

In the meantime, the Schneiders were indeed making their name heard inside and outside the country as nobles no less famous for producing cabinet ministers for five generations.

Among them, for Lombardo's great-grandfather, Gaius, Gerhard Schneider, who was not only a cabinet minister, but also a prime minister of the head of state, was well-known.

And that Gerhard was the person who brokered bilateral harmony during the Great War fifty years ago and served as its chairman, a joint delegation by the seven countries that temporarily deposited Central America.

"Yes. So you knew."

Seeing Emerada looking convinced, Gaius was relieved inside.

"Yes. So why would my father be in that esta?... I guess there wasn't a war, was there?

"There's no war! Oh no... just a little... something went wrong..."

Gaius was reasoning in his heart about a situation that could be assumed at the moment, listening to Emerada's likely disappearing voice.

(… is it really hard to believe that it will suddenly be a war… but to a certain extent Lombardo will not bother to go out… should we consider that the corresponding situation has occurred… then it is likely that it will develop into a war in the future… Apparently Lombardo's future work will be quite important…)

"So my father will be in Esta for the time being. Don't worry about anything, study hard so you can help your father one day."

There was a dark cloud in Gaius' heart. But I replied brightly to Emerada in an effort to be distracted from it.

"Yes, Mother."

Emerada was relieved to hear such a pleasant reply from Gaius, smiling.

And I told Gaius what I remembered.

"That's why for the time being, my father can't be your archaic match for swordsmanship. So he asked his friend's swordsman to write to him so that he could get to his dojo. They say it's tomorrow, so be polite and polite."

"Yes, Mother."

Gaius replied happily again.

This time, however, it was from the heart, unlike earlier.

Gaius hadn't had a heart attack for a long time.

(I've just been studying here, and occasional outings are good for distractions. Well, if the dojo owner was a tough guy, but he seems to be a friend of Lombardo's, and he won't.)

Gaius had temporarily forgotten the signs of war that had stood in his mind, and had given him a heartbeat for tomorrow's outing.