Sweet Reincarnation

Count of Honobano-Mil-Gumetuna.

He is the head of the Royal Family, who has served in the Royal Palace for generations, and a national town with hidden influence as an interior nobleman.

It is now entrusted to the Agricultural Obsolescence Book and is in a position to organize the entire agricultural administration of the Kingdom of God.

The predecessors of agriculture were chased after their jobs in the form of illegitimate wealth accumulation, and they were the political strongmen who stopped the books in the form of succession thereafter.The guidelines are good.

Originally, political work of the military faction was probably involved in the withdrawal of the former Agricultural Obsolescence Book, and the Count of Gumétuna was elevated to his present position because he had a strong pipe with the military aristocracy.And I took the initiative to pull the legs of the people up there.

Some of the internal affairs factions are close to the military faction, and there are criticisms that the consideration of military personnel is biased in agriculture in general, but military personnel are still a good person to receive.

"Alright, alright!!"

The Count of Gumétuna was grasping his gloves and revealing joy as he moved his body at home.

"Now we have a golden tree in our house."

A golden tree is a dragon.

Meetings that were held earlier. It was decided to protect the Great Dragon in clear agriculture as a result of careful uprooting in advance and numerous political efforts.

This should be done with pleasure.

"A hundred crowns will be hard even on one scale."

"I've scattered some money, but I'll be able to get it back soon.It's just an investment, so to speak. "

Count Gumétuna is deeply attached to the military aristocracy.

So, the soldiers, including the Duke of Cadrecek, had their hands full of roots.If the warlord faction surrounds the dragon, I want you to bite it yourself.Even if the interior faction were to surround the Dragon, I would like you to at least presume to surround it with agriculture.

Here's what the roots are.

Some of them cried in pieces, while others scattered their money.

In addition, even if they surrounded the dragon, they wanted the aristocrats of the internal affairs system to leave it to agriculture to avoid friction with the military faction.

As a result, as a result of a compromise between military and bureaucrats, the dragon was deposited with the Count of Gmetuna.

If two of the three powers agree, no matter how noisy the foreign affairs team is.

As an agricultural aristocrat, I asked to be treated as “livestock” from the report that Dailong nostalgically nostalgized people.If you are taking wool from sheep and milking cows, then collecting scales from dragons is part of the livestock.

Even though the incidental condition that jurisdiction would be transferred to military personnel if the situation were to be dangerous, it was recognized that the Great Dragon was a livestock after sunshine.

Agricultural aristocracy has achieved what could be called the Great Venus.

Is this the dragon?

The Count of Gumétuna looked deeply emotionally at the dragon that had arrived quickly.

In the first place, bureaucratic agricultural paperwork is in the form of responsible custody, and it has never become the personal property of the Count of Gmétuna, but the notion of a noble society is a natural confusion between the public and private.

The Count of Gumétuna rejoices innocently when a treasure comes into his hand.

Surprisingly small.

A middle-aged aristocrat who responds affectionately to the words of his subordinate secretary of agriculture.

"What, it's going to get bigger. No, I need you to be careful.It will be our job to raise livestock. "

Naha laughs in a good mood with her boss, and the deputy secretary goes along.

First of all, why don't you take me home?

Needless to say, the Great Dragon is a national treasure.Ownership is royalty.

However, it is only natural to “protect” the Dragon where it can be properly monitored, beyond the control gained by the agricultural aristocracy under the Count of Gmétuna.

In other words, it is the residence of the Count of Gmétuna.

As far as Count Gumétuna knows, that's where the security is most severe, so we can't help it.

The Count laughed with laughter because the Central Army was willing to help guard the Mansion.

Hey, this is your room.

A dragon that had been carried in a special cage made of dragon gold was thrown into a little rough.

The room itself is a very luxurious room.Except that about half of the rooms are surrounded by iron bars.

Incidentally, the dragon gold cage is borrowed from the Morteln family.Correctly, after obtaining permission, the royal family rented it again.This must be returned immediately.

"I will go to the royal palace as soon as I can.Don't let go of me. "

"I understand."

The select elites of the Earl's family are powerfully engaged.

It is a splitting mood to protect this place even if it takes the place of a lifetime.

The dragon is the treasure itself. I can never rest assured that the National Army is consolidating the area around the Earl's Mansion.

The Count of Gmétuna left the dragon to his subordinates for the time being and accompanied him to the royal palace.

To report on the results of the uprooting and to meet with several nobles to thank them and others.

I came out in the light and came back to the mansion late at night.

I was only worried that the dragon was safe, and I hurried home.

Before returning home, the Count of Gumétuna went first to the room where the dragon was locked up.

I was in a hurry to make sure that my dragon was safe.

The moment I opened the door to the room, it was an empty room that jumped into his eyes.

"Hey, where did you go when you were trapped!!"

The Count of Gumétuna, whose head was bloody, shouted unexpectedly.

Listen to your voice and your men will be here any minute.

"No, it's too powerful and the lattice has been torn.I just locked myself in another room. "

"Then why didn't you catch him? If he's trapped, it's easy to catch him."

Daiyu's baby doesn't move so fast.Moving at full speed is much slower than a human child walking.Though it's another room, if you've cornered it, you should be able to catch it.

The Count of Gumétuna asks his impudent subordinates why they do not enter the room and capture him.

That's where I ran into your office.

"What, my office!?"

In addition to holding the position of agricultural paperwork, the Count is also the head of the aristocratic family.

As the owner of a noble family, I have one or two things that can't be told or shown to others.Therefore, only a limited number of people enter the office on a daily basis.It was the law of the Count of Gmétuna to punish whoever entered the room on his own initiative for any reason.

Here's why my men can't do anything while keeping the dragon trapped in the room.

"I can't help but admit you. Bring him here right away."

Ha.

No, wait.

The Count stopped the samurai who was about to move immediately.

After a few seconds of thinking, I said I would go with you.

The Count of Gumétuna remembered that there were quite dangerous materials in the office.Is it evidence of wrongdoing that was kept in the grass of the negotiating materials when the evidence of the wrongdoer disappeared, or is it a ledger of gold coins that were saved by slightly abusing their authority as agricultural documents?

It would be troublesome if one of my men finds out.There may be contingencies when the dragon is rampaging, but I have decided that I need my surveillance here.

And when I opened the office while having my men seal off the room.

In the Count's eyes was a desolate inner appearance.

"Hey, stop it!! You guys, hold down that Tyrannosaurus Dragon"

Faces rushing to catch the dragon.

"Yikes, the finest carpet is full of holes!!"

Were your legs strong or were you trying to dig a hole?

The finest carpet, made by top craftsmen over three years, is filled with holes because of the dragon.

The Count of Gumétuna scratches his head at such an unexpected loss.

"Hey, how much do you think you're gonna spend on that table!! Ahh!!"

In addition, the escaping dragon breaks the table.When I hit my body and broke my leg, the top plate also broke slightly with a tail blow.

My men struggle to contain it somehow, but the dragon's power is as strong as an idiot.Running around normally, caught by two or three people.

"Hey, bait!! Fish with bait!!"

The dragon feeds on magic.

It is significant that this fact was revealed by House Morteln.At least the Count of Gumétuna succeeded in luring the dragon out of the room.

Originally, many wizards were always employed in the royal palace.It's like a nation's shared property, but as a farmer, I always have magic that acts on the ground.

A person who uses magic suitable for soil manipulation and water spraying.The Count of Gumétuna had hired a wizard to feed the dragon, prepared to spend quite a bit.

"Shit, the food is too expensive!!"

Count Gumetuna scratches his head again.

I could speculate that the reason Daiyu wandered out of the room was because he wanted to eat.However, even if I squeezed out the magic until the five wizards fell down, I found out that the Tai Lung's belly wasn't full, so I held my head.

"Wizards aren't free!!"

You hire one wizard, you hire five.

This was necessary in order to hold the dragon himself.

It should have been separated from the necessary expenses, but Daiyu's appetite was stronger than expected.Completely out of calculation.

"No more!!"

In the end, the Count of Gumétuna worked hard to raise him for five days.

I increased the number of wizards to feed the dragon, endured to destroy the mansion when I ran away all the time, and endured patience when I heard that flying gold coins like idiots was an investment.

But the fifth day. Finally, the dragon blew up the Count of Gumetuna himself, causing serious injuries to the bones of his feet, ribs and hands, which led him to conclude that patience was also limited.

"... what do you want to do?"

Return it to His Majesty.

"That makes me look good....."

If we were ourselves, those who contracted and kept it would be fine, crying that it was impossible after all.

No matter what you think, you look bad.When it comes to appearance, it seems to have been crushed.

But no matter what happens, we can't raise them.The Count of Gumétuna may go bankrupt.

"It's inevitable. It's inevitable. It's only a matter of time before the whole house is destroyed."

It is now time to destroy the room.

But how long does it take for this to destroy houses?Or maybe tomorrow we'll start breaking walls and pillars.

If we do that, we won't be able to do it anymore.

Then what should I do?

The Count of Gumétuna came up with a really cheap solution.

"Let's push someone else.I don't care if it's Morteln!! "

Ultimately, it only fits in the original salmon.

The Count of Gumétuna wept at great loss.