Sweet Reincarnation

A beautiful afternoon surrounded by sunny cheerfulness.

If you transfer your heart to cheerfulness, the eyelids will become heavier.

In the lord's house in Morteln, Viscount Casserole was facing his wife.

Ai's son Pastry, who usually wields a spicy arm on behalf of the lord, is on a business trip. A diplomatic mission led by His Royal Highness the Prince, assisted by a beggar.

Also, because the lord Casserole herself has to do the work of the National Army, Anise is currently in the administration of the Mortelun Territory as the lord's deputy.

Of course, her father assumes the position of assistant, knowing that it is an unfamiliar task.

If nothing happens, it should be just a system of turning around for the time being, but that is the situation in the territory of Morteln. Since it is a territory with a lot of trouble every day, it is important to carry out regular reporting and consultation, and Kaserol was talking about his work with his wife after crushing the precious holidays.

Black companies don't leave everything to their wives, whether it's every day without a pure blue break.

Even though I am a troublemaker, how did my son help me to always get the result if I left it to him?

Casserole was listening to his wife while again thinking about the excellence of the mischief maker.

So, there's no problem so far.

“Yes, it looks like Pais has prepared it for me.”

Morteln's territory has many of the most advanced policies, whether looking around it or all over the Kingdom of God.

For example, the judicial system.

Humans in Morteln territory can get a fair trial, even if they are residents elsewhere.

In other territories, it is normal for people other than those in their own territory not to be tried properly, so this is a rather unusual system.

In the first place, it is normal to think that people who do not pay taxes properly are not eligible for shelter if they are territorial aristocrats who collect taxes from territorial residents and manage the territory. It is only natural that if our own people and others fight, we should prioritize our people, regardless of what happens. It seems that the Mortellean territory, which shelters people on an equal footing even in other lands, is in some ways unreasonable.

But in a land where anyone can get a fair trial, other people can go there with peace of mind. Originally struggling to gather people because of land patterns on the periphery, the Mortelun territory has adopted a policy of gathering people from other places by setting up a system.

As a result, various things gathered from outside. People, Things, Money, Information, and Troubles.

On the other hand, if people gather, money and information will be gathered. On the other hand, troubles will increase without knowing the ceiling. Deterioration of security is also likely to occur.

Casserole reminded Anise that she must always be careful with the territorial government.

“Does Pais' souvenir stand work?”

That's right, Pais-chan is the stone.

My son is a genius.

Both Anise and Casserole have arbitrarily (as they wish) named their idiots, but their two sons are exhausted.

Because we come up with things that we don't think about, we think about things that we don't think about, and we do things that we don't think about. And I got the results.

In that case, I am often involved in disturbances, but there is no doubt about my excellence.

Recently, Pais was preparing a "reward system for providing information" when traveling for work.

In anticipation of his own disappearance and the fact that his father would be taken over by the military, he set up a system so that even mothers unfamiliar with government could respond quickly to problems.

This system provides a certain reward to anyone who provides information that appears to be effective in preventing crime and fraud, regardless of their status.

We've selected one of the young people to be a specialist officer, and we've prepared it to gather a lot of information.

Initially, it was feared that people who tried to trick them with nonsense information, or who grabbed false information (gasseneta), might be confused.

However, when I opened the lid, it worked surprisingly well.

Someone who tries to take money out of it with nasty information has definitely come out. That's a lot of people.

However, at the same time, we received information to pay attention to those unfaithful things.

Mutual surveillance worked well, and there were people with a strong sense of justice who thought that only he could cheat. Or is it a disgust with cadres who try to make money by having fun? If the person next to you is making money as a bad person, and you can get money if you sting it, there are people who are willing to provide information.

Not to mention that the people who were originally there tend to look harshly at the people who came from other places.

If you take money in silly ways, the information will leak from around you and you will be caught. If you commit fraud, the wrongdoers themselves will be swapped for money. Since stupid humans were caught up in the ground when Pais was there, when they switched to Anise, they had already changed into a system where a lot of beautiful information was given.

Of course, the number of people who the informant himself truly believes in does not decrease. However, if you are careful, most people will notice that it is impossible.

Where did the ghosts emerge, where hundreds of people died as a result of spies fighting among themselves, or where unfamiliar children bought confectionery ingredients?

Just think about it for a second, and you'll know whether it's a puzzle or some useful information.

Anise herself is used to it, and the two people objectively evaluate that the problem in the territory is an organization that can move quite quickly.

There are more people coming from outside these days.

It's quite a thing. If you think of the past when people were in trouble without getting close, it would be difficult for people to get together too much and have problems. ”

"I know what you're trying to say, but I need a little help." Your body won't open up, will it? "

"Yeah, the military is pretty busy, too."

Casserole is a casserole who is busy commanding the garrison of the National Army.

2nd Battalion of the Central Army. The elite and rattled National Army was called the most elite troops.

The task at hand is to assist the mission by “stabilizing by force” the territory of Mortelun, which borders the Kingdom of Voltozara.

Inevitably, days of wasted and exaggerated "policing activities" and "training" continue.

When I showed the army sloppy places here, I could pull the legs of the mission, so the days went on carefree.

Is it unusual to have a day off like today?

"Oh, I took half a day off today because I said I couldn't." It seems that a lot of things are moving up there. "

In the first place, there are troops stationed in the territory of Morteln, and Casserole is in charge of it because of the political intentions that are probably involved.

There are a number of aims, and it is a story involving multiple factors, but the purpose is threefold.

One is to serve as an auxiliary force when His Royal Highness Prince Lunikis travels as a goodwill ambassador to a foreign country.

The territory of Mortelun is connected to the prince's kingdom of Voltuzara.

Placing an elite unit here would put silent pressure on it. If something unexpected happened to the prince and he needed his military strength, it would be nice to have a wizard who could use [Momentary Movement] next to him, led by an elite army. You can always rush in.

But at the same time, this means that we must keep our troops ready at all times. This is the reason why Casserole can't take a day off.

The other is to make it a diplomatic card.

His Royal Highness the Prince, as his subordinate, has taken many practitioners with him. We can't let them play, so we also conduct diplomacy, such as trade negotiations or security negotiations.

Since the prince is the main one, I don't think there will be much negotiation. It's awkward for the Prince to stand at the top of the table, but if the negotiations are rough and cause trouble, the Prince will be in a state of disrepair. It should be a quiet, modest negotiation.

Still, there may be important negotiations. Sometimes it is possible because the prince, a power holder who is unlimitedly close to the top of the God Kingdom, can decide things from the top down. In this case, if we conclude the negotiations, as a prince, we will have foil.

Negotiation does not impose our convenience. Things that bump into each other's demands and explore compromises. In that case, the more cards you negotiate, the better it will be for the kingdom of God.

Putting pressure on the 2nd Battalion and putting this pressure on the cards would be a good first step.

Instead of promising not to do anything, it is a lossless bargain to try to get some convenience. If the opponent gets a little nasty, we'll make a fortune for nothing.

This is why Casserole can't take a day off.

And one more thing, to move important people.

Whoever it is, it's the pastry of the Morteluns.

As a prince, I really wanted to take a young hero who showed his six-armed role as a substitute for the Lord of the Mortelun Realm. In addition, Squire, the first battalion captain to challenge the first outpost as the prince's escort, also wanted the power of Pais to be absolutely successful.

So I placed Casserole in Morteln territory and prepared a situation that Pais would manage even if he left the territory.

That's why Casserole can't take a break.

All in all, other than being terribly busy with caserol, there is a great deal of profit to be made.

Is it the sadness of the palace service? From the standpoint of the 2nd Battalion Captain, Casserole works every day.

If the world were a world, it would conflict with the labor standards law, but since there is no such thing in this country, it is no use talking about competent people being used conveniently.

Will the busyness of this casserole last forever?

No, it can't be.

He had hope.

It's time for him to come back, too.

This is the return of my son.

In the first place, the temporary measures accompanying the dispatch of the Prince's envoy are giving rise to the current situation. Then we'll be back to normal when it's over.

If Pais returns to territorial operations, Casserole will also be released from the battalion's readiness to operate.

Two adults desperately hope that the day will come soon.

Pais-chan is also working hard, right?

"That's what the report says."

As a battalion captain, Casserole can also obtain information that is fairly machine-dense.

We know how Pais spends his time in his neighborhood, and we know how much detail he has.

Even though I'm supposed to be quite far away, I don't know how to detect economic hostilities against the Mortelleuns and shy away from them.

It's half obligatory to report Pace's behavior, rather than being a troublemaker that could literally ruin the country.

For the time being, Pais was also being quiet.

While honestly assisting His Royal Highness the Prince and the First Battalion Captain of Squirrel, you can appreciate your hard work.

I hope you're safe.

Anise worries about her son as a mother.

Although he is a son who is constantly swinging adults and mass-producing troubles, he is no different from my son who was born with a stomachache.

It shall be my mother's love that the child, which is beyond the power of the Mortelun family of foreign countries, shall not be harmed in the unlikely event.

“It's about Pais. Don't worry about it. I'm sure I'll be safe again."

I want you to come back safe and sound.

As a parent, it is natural to worry about the body of my lovely child.

But Casserole felt a hint of anxiety in her words.

I wasn't worried that Pais would be able to come back with five satisfied bodies.

I'm sure you'll be safe. But I think it might be.

I was wondering if you could bring me back some extra trouble.

"When I get back, I'll come back and make a fuss about sweets again."

The parents smiled at each other.