Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"Hmm! That's kind of a treat!

"Well, that would make you look a little tough on a good man."

"I didn't get that far! What are you rephrasing to be good for yourself!

"It doesn't make a big difference."

"Hmm! You're a mouthless kid! Fine. Looks like we finally made it to Abbas."

The moon had already flown for two months since Gaius's entire line travelled far away to Elmur.

In the meantime, Gaius had undergone tremendously intense magic training by Karla and some gentle guides to swordsmanship by Rodemur, which had grown a lot harder.

And now it was precisely under their eyes that the city of Abbas, which they had been waiting for, was spreading far away.

In the midst of such a drifting (just) smell characteristic of Abbas' harbour town, a giant merchant ship that they had been in charge of for two months finally shoreline.

Then Gaius could not stay or stand, cutting ahead and jumping, and stomping firmly on the earth.

"Hiya - Long time no see land."

When Gaius said so and raised his arms high, he stretched wide as he seemed comfortable.

Then Carla, who had slowly descended the pier from behind him, said with his usual grumpy face.

"What are you talking about! You just dropped by this town a week ago!

"Not a week (...) ago! Not even a week (...)! I don't know why, but I've been rocked by a ship for two months since you brought me here! If you're a skilled sailor, I'm a good six-year-old!

"You've gotten a lot more cheerful with your mouth! Listen, listen carefully! Valentine's men, they've all been shaken by waves since they were younger, and when they live, the market is set! I don't feel sorry for that! Don't you think I'm embarrassed?

"You'll have enough to be too young! I've told you many times, I'm a six-year-old!

Gaius had been able to say things against Carla a lot over the past two months.

(Can you lose! If you don't at least win with your mouth, you don't know what you're gonna get fucked in the future!

Gaius, in his heart, had taken such a firm oath.

Two.

"Everyone doesn't look very bright, but you seem busy working..."

Gaius said as he alternated between the streets of Abbas and the busy and working people.

Rodemul answered from behind such Gaius with a low calm voice.

"Yes, because no matter how much Dallas said it was an old stagnant country, all ordinary people can't live without working too busily"

"Well yeah, right? By the way, what about Dallas' economic power?

"It's not very thoughtful. At any rate, all the various mechanisms and systems remain old. There seems to be a lot of tight regulation, and it doesn't seem like it's quite an active business transaction. We also have various barriers to trade and we seem to be struggling."

"So you're saying that no matter how hard people work like this, they get less wages than in other countries?

"Yes, you get a lot of wages for working in the same way if your economy is a dynamic country, but you only get a small wage in a stagnant country like Dallas"

"Dallas is supposed to be a big country... you mean if the economy was stagnant no matter how big the territory... the people would feel poor..."

"It's not just economic power. political power, and… military power is the same again"

Then Gaius suddenly stopped and shouted, a surprised face with a frown root.

"Maybe!... Dallos is no longer a big country!?

"… please explain"

Gaius stood in dismay at the sight of the unexpected fall of Dallas.