Sweet Reincarnation

Pace brought the dragon eggs to his father for a week.

The only thing that happened was that I only worked with people who were absolutely trustworthy, and finally got permission to climb the castle to the royal palace.

Of course, fools honestly don't mention dragon eggs on the table, but there is a different name.

The former Duke of Cadrecek, who was in the territory on a daily basis, appeared before the court to report to the King on various occasions, and once again spoke as a witness about the previous Great Dragon crusade.

The former Duke of Cadrecek does not know the details. However, there is something I must keep confidential with His Majesty the King, so I only ask for your cooperation.

At this time, the connection was alive, so he took on the pleasure.

In particular, there were still precious chocolates that were darkened, but in view of the importance of this, it would be a cheap expense.

Well then, I'll go.

A fast-paced outfit designed to look good as a new American countess.

The embroidery and decoration are used a lot everywhere and it is really flashy.

The colours are indigo jackets close to black and black trousers are the base, while the trousers are straightforward, close to slacks. It is a form preferred by military personnel because it is difficult to move if the hem is inflated strangely. The jacket has a front button fastening. There are large buttons lined up to show the position of the Vicomte. Of course, this is also a handcrafted ornament, and it is a special order made from scraped sterling silver. The silver glow of indigo costumes is the hero who moves.

The shoulder has a decorative necklace, and instead of the medal there are some abbreviations hanging. Recently, there has been another increase, but of course, it is at the very end.

Her hair was very different from her everyday hair and was firmed with oil, so that she wanted to say which movie actor she was.

Seeing it from anywhere, it's bitter. It is a sin to walk. On soft days such as side room recruitment, the King's Capital Mansion must be able to queue up beautiful women.

The way the father looked at his son in such a beautiful manner that his spine was perfectly connected to his back was something he remembered as the head of the family.

"Be careful."

I'll take care of the house, Pace.

"Leave it to me!!

Casserole headed for the royal palace, feeling a glimmer of anxiety at his vigorously answering son.

I don't use magic to [instantly move]. As a courtesy, take a majestic carriage from the main street.

Climbing the castle in the eyes of curiosity is a good entertainment for the people of King's Landing.

Well, where my father went, you're waiting for the results.

Pace takes a breath.

The thickness of the skin on the face is twice as thick as a person's paint, but it is still somewhat more powerful on the shoulders when pressing on the country's supreme power.

Pace also moved at the root, so there was relief that it was separated.

Good day, young man.

"Thank you for everything, Corn."

When I climbed the castle, it was the Sergeant Shits who accompanied Casserole.

There should be no information leakage or forgetting to report important matters like this one on the boulder. For this reason, they are supposed to be in the territory when the problem occurs, accompanied by a shithead who knows all the information from the time of the incident, to assist Casserole.

Also, as the aristocrats go up to the castle, it is quite natural to have a handyman as an escort, so it does not seem unnatural to have origami shits on the side when it comes to pushing their arms. It is better to have at least a few suspicious elements.

Originally, casserole escorts, which are feared to be neck-hunting knights, used Momentary Transfer to take a thousand rides on the ground, are not much different, even if they are not there. It is only in front of the building that the escort is present.

Incidentally, if you're not taking Pace with you, it's unnatural to be next to you as an escort. Bringing a child with you doesn't mean you know which one is the escort.

The other reason is that if you take Pace with you during this explanation, there are other things that can get you into trouble.

Because now the Morteins are looking for talent. This general manager is Casserole, but Pace is in charge of the practice. I have received a luxurious order from Casserole to recruit a good person from both literary and martial arts, and I am in the middle of trying to recruit somehow.

If such a person goes to the royal castle, he is a good duck for court sparrows. There are a lot of people.

The person in charge of the practice who wants people goes to a place where the idle aristocrats and their children are bloodthirsty about whether there is a good job or a good place to go. It's like walking around Safari Park with raw meat. On the count of ten, they will soon be surrounded.

Anyway, it is now well known that the Morteins have become rich. There will be enough rotten people approaching in contempt of Pace's appearance.

That's why Pace stayed in the Mansion and went out with two militants in a swallowing atmosphere that was inaccessible.

Casserole was also convinced that Pace should not go to the royal castle and get caught up in a stranger incident. It was half a joke, but half a joke. Pace is on his way to the royal castle, and there's no way he can be sure there won't be any trouble. If you take the troublemaker who causes problems as soon as you are out of your mind to the royal palace, which can be called the ambush temple, you don't know what kind of chemical reaction will happen. Casserole truly wants you to be quiet at least for now.

My employer and the staff sergeant went out on business. Koantlow and Pace combine to keep the King's Capital's villa. It is a rare combination.

"So this is the egg..."

"Isn't it the size of one of them?

That's right.

The dragon eggs are in Pace's hands for immediate transport to the royal castle.

It's big and thick inside, and it looks like a rock.

Pace put it in a big box on her desk quite cluttered. The executive desk is Casserole's favorite and a luxury item. It's not a problem to keep dragon eggs, but it's just careless.

Cohen, anxious that he might drop it, asked Pace.

"Is it okay to leave it here? If you drop it and break it, my neck will fly.

They struggled in pieces and took root everywhere. If the dragon egg broke when I came here, it would be a big problem. Worst of all, someone will need to take responsibility, and then Corn may be punished in a visible way.

Of course, it's not a casserole that makes the crotch man feel bad, but it's Pace and Coantro who are here right now. Koan stares at the dragon's eggs with a feeling that he will replace himself if he scratches the next lord's background that is difficult to wipe.

"It's okay. Because it seems sturdy. It won't crack until you drop it."

The boy abandoned the minister's concern in vain.

As long as the dragon eggs are dropped on the floor, I promise there will be no problem. Cohen was always good at Pace's words, saying he couldn't break his confidence.

"Then don't worry... hmm?

However, I noticed a hidden discomfort in Pace's words.

I want you to think about it. An egg is one in which a creature's chick is born. A powerless baby will never be born unless it is destroyed from the inside.

In other words, any type of egg can be broken with some impact. Theoretically, yes, and in general.

Pace's words promise not to break, even though it is in principle.

Isn't it strange?

"What's the matter?

"You said you couldn't crack until you dropped it, right?

"Yeah."

"How do you know that?

Pace stopped to look as if she had been found guilty. Where Tehepero and the tea are broken, there is no way the core can be bonded.

"Ahahah... I thought if you eat it by breaking it, it would destroy the evidence. Like this, Gatsun."

"You tried to break it!!

In front of Cohen, who is cold and may break, he says that Pace is terrible.

Instead of breaking it, he deliberately tried to break it. It's natural to be surprised what you're thinking.

"Attempted, attempted. I tried to break it with gold and hit it on the floor, but the boulder was a dragon egg. I don't even go in there."

Pace appeals that there was no particular problem while simulating the shape (gesture) of the slap with gold.

In fact, it does not crack now, and it only makes sense to be able to be sure that it will not crack even after it is dropped.

Pace, whose name is also high, will remain a bad boy forever.

I didn't hear that.

"I didn't say that. It would have been best if it had been handled in-house, so it would have been better if it had already cracked when it was found. I got a tip from Shits."

When the dragon eggs were found.

Until the director of the laboratory determined that it was an egg, the identity was unknown. Since it looks like a whole mineral, an excuse is valid even within the scope of the investigation if you try to beat it with a little bit of gold.

Even if the director determines, it is the top job to judge the opinion. Even if it had almost certainly been known to be a dragon egg, believers would stop by.

It was Pace who prepared the excuse and tried to break the egg.

“I didn't think it was an egg, I decided it was a mineral, and I tapped it for investigation," seems reasonable at first glance. At least when you're in the same position, there should be a few people who act that way.

Problem is, Pace believed it was a dragon egg, but he was about to break it.

Naturally, the Sergeant General gave me a quick whisper. Of course. Because I didn't know what was going to happen, so I was trying to do something extra to the arrows I was discussing with the Royal Family.

Mr. Shits is very patient.

"If you have a new egg, it's the pastry chef's nature that makes you want to know what it tastes like."

Ha.

Pace was trying to break a dragon egg for several reasons.

Rather, should there be more than one major purpose and multiple excuses to justify it?

The main purpose is, of course, to eat eggs.

Pace's goal in life is to make the best sweets. Then, it is likely that something called a dragon egg or the like can become the ingredient.

What kind of flavor is it? What color is it? What kind of cooking is appropriate? My curiosity as a pastry chef was throbbing and I couldn't help it.

That's one reason.

In addition, I was aiming to make trouble “something I didn't have from the beginning.”

Pace believes in the Director's insight. That's why I decided to believe in dragon eggs and applauded eyesight, but some tops would not believe in such insanity in other lands.

In other words, if Pace was such a “normal top”, it wouldn't be surprising if he accidentally broke it.

And if you break it and eat it, there's nothing left. As dragon materials are overflowing, it is easy to destroy evidence, including shells. If there is no more evidence left and further evidence can be hidden, there will be no problem even if it already exists from the very beginning.

If the dragon egg did not exist in the first place, it may be reported afterwards to Casserole. If anything, the report might be lighter. The bud of trouble must have been picked beforehand.

Even if the destruction of evidence was not perfect. Even if it was a spy elsewhere, there were people who reported that they had delicious dragon eggs and received them properly.

I ate it and destroyed the evidence. Pace sighed when it was supposed to be the easiest solution.

I couldn't crack it, so I had to report it. Pace is an unintentional result.

"Yes, Cohen, we have a box of eggs in the room. Can you bring it?

"Yes"

Oh, speaking of which, Pace gives Cohen instructions, as I recall.

It's like a hand-held safe made by a trusted human in Morteln territory to keep a secret.

It is important for storing eggs. I'm bringing this.

Pace dropped Corn off as he left the room.

The room and Pace said it was a carefully guarded room in the King's Capital Mansion.

Since you can use Dragon Gold now, there are a lot of magic measures taken with Dragon Gold, and you can't even peek at the magic of Shits in this room.

It is a room for the evil smell.

Corn secretly brought the safe to the egg.

As he returns to his room, Cohen sees Pace's suspicious movements.

"Young man, have you made any strange moves?

"Huh? What are you talking about?

Pace somehow returned to his chair as soon as Corn entered the room, flying from where he would have been by the wall.

Clearly suspicious of his behavior, Cohen stares at Pace.

Having said that, I lost sight that Pace would not do any more stupid imitation of the boulder because it had not just begun to do strange things.

"... if it's your fault. I'll keep the eggs in a sealed box."

"Yes, please."

Dragon eggs will be stored in King's Landing.

Corn is supposed to be in charge until the Casseroles returning to the royal castle.

Cohen picks up eggs to serve.

Is that it?

"What's the matter?

"Was the dragon egg in this color?

"Of course it's a dragon egg. It's different from regular eggs because of the pattern. It's the same as Dragon Gold, and it seems to shift in complex shades."

I felt that the color of the dragon eggs was slightly different from that of the previous core, but I am not familiar with the dragon eggs separately from him.

If Pace tells me that the color of the dragon eggs changes appropriately, he leans his neck to see if so.

"... I didn't hear that."

"So-so. Please take care of it for now."

Koan keeps the dragon eggs while feeling like he's being deceived.

Carefully carry the eggs in a box in your safe.

Then, take it out carefully and bring it into the room where the espionage measures are in place.

Now all we have to do is wait for the casseroles to return.

That's what I thought.

"Oh my God!! Dragon eggs stolen!!

"... contact my father immediately!! Call everywhere and ask them to seal off the gates around King's Landing immediately."

The boy who was loved by the disturbance was still noisy today.