Sweet Reincarnation

Castle.

Originally built as a defensive facility to protect life and property from external enemies.

Because of its nature, buildings often become populated by military commanders and turned into buildings inhabited by nobles.

South of the Kingdom of God. There is also a castle in Rateshbal, the realm capital of Count Ratesh.

A castle famous in the country as one of the most prestigious castles that has been inhabited by generations of Uncle Rateshbar, a castle also known as Pirate Castle because of its history, from the name of the city to Rateshbar Castle.

In this castle, two gates exist as entrances and exits, the main gate and the back gate, with the exception of the main entrance, which, among other things, also represent the format of the castle, and are therefore only opened when the formal procedure has been taken into account.

There are also several formats for opening, which are separated by applications from half-open one-door to full-open two-door. The more important it is, the wider the door opens.

And now, for some reason, the main entrance was fully open to both doors.

"Welcome aboard."

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you today."

"We will guide you beyond this. Please come this way."

Those who are aristocratic to see, and those who will serve it. Or those who treat it or guard it.

Many groups come to the castle uncut.

Why they are moving noisily. Just as the castle was fully open for both doors, it was for tea.

That's not just tea either. It's for the new tea I just picked in Uncle Ratesh's territory.

Yes, they, the reason they got together was a new tea tasting. Tea party named.

Participants gather in the castle hall. The protagonists are the children of nobility. Because it is only a regular meeting once a year in the form of an indiscriminate meeting, it is normal for them, them, to be represented. If the aristocratic lord goes out on purpose, he laughs at how free he is, although he should not.

The composition ratio is also characteristic, with the impression that while the ratio of men to women is half, the age is slightly biased to the lower eye. However, as much as I get the impression of just hearing that there are many noble children, there are not only young people.

This is because in some cases, you can follow a practical squire as a support for inexperienced surrogates.

This is also because young successors gain experience in politics and social affairs.

In other words, if you are an experienced negotiator (negociator), it also looks like a delicious hunting ground, like a duck carrying an onion with a seasoning set.

Whoever it is, it's about the pastry.

For him, who has more practical experience than anyone else on the spot, even though he also has the great nickname of participation as a young next lord.

But I'm not even Countess Ratesh, who silently overlooks it.

"This is Sir Pastry-Mortellen, and welcome aboard."

"Lord Corton is also doing well, above all. Thank you for inviting us today. But is it okay if you are in the position of chief squire to be a guide such as me?"

"No, no, your Excellency has petitioned me not to be rude, so I don't need to worry about you. Sir is also told not to be alarmed. You can't beat a young man to his feet. Ha ha."

"It is. Now let's wear the cat a little deeper."

Alerted by boulders.

Yes, Pais felt it.

In fact, the attention paid to the boy with blue and silver hair is high. Not only by the noble children around him, but also by the servants of the Count family, who were in charge of security, were close eyes on vigilance and curiosity.

The children I've gathered are important customers, so don't make me a seven-sided bird shooter and hunt for them. I guess I did that kind of warning by attaching the highest ranking guide.

The boy pounded his tongue in his heart just thinking about selling (boggling) specialties in the realm.

"Ha, Sir's martial arts will not be hidden with a little cat skin. Even in sheep's skin, the tail of a wolf cannot be hidden."

"I will point you out. Today, at best, we will try to hide our tails."

"If you can do that, it will also be appreciated by those gathered here. By the way, could this lady..."

Beside the pastry, there were some faces. One was Nicolo-Nono, who served as an escort. As a teenager, he was to be accompanied by many generations, even on this occasion, who would be useful.

And there are two more accompanying people. Both are women.

One is a girl and the other is Ms Caela, who serves as the girl's maid of honor.

It was naturally the girl who was pointed out to the squire chief.

"Yes, my fiancée, Miss Licoris-Mil-Huberlek. She was unfamiliar with these southern gatherings, so we came together."

Liquorice greets Pastry with etiquette.

Gently fold your legs while shaking your hair glossy and slightly tilt your head with the hem of your skirt tucked away.

"My name is Liquorice. As Pastry's fiancée, I'm here. I want you to know."

It was the Count's squire who was surprised by this greeting.

I didn't expect a distant eastern border lord to come to the southern edge of the kingdom.

It is a disaster that hastily became the feather of returning the liturgy on his knees.

"This is it. I serve the Count Ratesh family, my name is Coreton-Engels. If you have been entrusted with the task of guiding Sir Pastry-Mortellen through the reception, please tell me what it is."

"Thank you"

"Well, here you all are. We've already started a tasting session."

The guided hall with the Mortairn family was the size of one of the finest southern landlords on the boulder.

High ceilings so high that a whole two-story building is likely to enter. There, the chandelier is lowered along with the majestic fine work. That's all, I wonder how many barrels of sugar there would be, etc., and Pais is a brilliant brilliant bright light that seems high enough to even think about it without a scratch. The ceiling is lightly curved and supported against the wall.

There were also many paintings on the wall that looked expensive. The most eye-catching painting is a portrait of the contemporary Countess Ratesh, when she was a teenager. Do you arrange portraits of young people because of women?

From the fact that the transcribed portrait of Pais is also embellished in his forehead, it doesn't matter what his intentions are.

Inside the hall, there is one long desk in the center. A white cloth is hung as a tablecloth, with colorful tea treats and snacks lining the top. From a fairly large percentage of snacks, it can be seen that this meeting is scheduled for a long meeting over lunch.

And about twenty round tables surrounded it, and a group could enjoy tea at each of the round tables.

One of those already busy. Enter and be guided to the table on your right, Pais and the others. There were already two noble children and their entourage.

"Gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you. Sir Pastry-Morthern, the man of the Mortairn family whom we have invited today. And this is his fiancée, Miss Licoris-Mil-Huberlek."

The introduction surprises the two noble children who were having tea tastings earlier. That's not true either.

The modern contemporary lord of the Mortairn family was a hero who sounded like a sound. For a child who only knows rumors with a tail, he was told he was a celebrity child with super attached, nothing but a surprise.

Besides, the border is also in the south when it comes to Mortarn territory. I am not related to Uncle Ratesh, but rather should be far off as an edge.

I never saw the people of his land mingle among the relatives acquaintances gathering on the edge of Count Ratesh.

And the woman beside her is amazing.

Speaking of the Hubarek family, a famous family that enters the ten fingers among a few aristocratic houses. A fame that was also discussed in relation to the Duke's house the other day. I couldn't help but be confused by an unwanted encounter.

"It's an honor to meet you. My name is Jeroran-Mil-Tonemanon and I am Lord of the Knights of Tonemanon."

"Oh, I'll catch your eye for the first time. Wow, wow, my name is Kale-Belfois. I'm looking after you at the Baron de Belfois' house."

"It's a pastry. You're all older and better than me. I hope you'll take it easy on me."

A boy showing familiarity with the boulder and two noble children unnecessarily elbowed and nervous. This could be said to be very contrasting.

What is required at this tea party today is to drink tea without difficulty. It is also a place where young aristocratic children gain experience, so it is not practice but mastery of form that is required of them. The best result is not to fail.

If you fail poorly and don't even make a bad impression on Uncle Ratesh, this place is considered a huge success.

For them like that, the irregular during the irregular has nothing but perplexity. And it was Pastry who glanced at the attack and nodded his tongue after visibly identifying it.

"It is also God's guidance that I have been able to see you in this way. Yeah, well, I thought it would be a little shabby with my bare hands, and I'm bringing these things. I think it would suit the new tea, if you don't mind one."

When the pastry opens the wrap with a smile, there's a golden treat. I wasn't loaded with gold coins, there was literally a golden candy worker there.

One by one, lightly powdered to prevent moisture, so that irregularities can be seen to the extent that they do not damage the design. The unfamiliar gather the eyes of all on the spot.

"Well, what about this?

"It was made by me, and I say armor candy. It's a sign of your proximity. Don't hesitate."

"Now, I'll have one"

"Okay, so am I."

Candy in my hands one at a time. Candy with dog designs and candy with whirlpool pattern designs. The son of a knight, and the son of an associate baron. Throw it straight into your mouth, even though you think it's funny to look at. And melting candy.

The two noblemen with their mouths of armor candy loosened their cheeks to the sweetness that melted in their mouths.

"This is delicious."

"I thought it was just candy, and it tasted a little different. What's this?"

"Boulder, have you noticed? It's actually flavored with honey."

"Ho, you're doing this again."

A world where sugar itself is rare. Eating sweets made with sugar is considered a luxury, and that is no different in nobility. Now, all of the tea party treats are snacky salty (shiomi) treats, or even sweet, dried fruits. In some cases, sugar has been used, but in order to appeal to the fact that it is a desirable product, sugar has become a confection with a lot of sugar, which in some ways has become synonymous with decoration.

And I don't see many cute treats like "played” with luxury items.

Pais was guided to a table of junior aristocratic children, shallow with Uncle Ratesh. From what they saw on the spot, I really have a hard time reaching for sugar confectionery etc. Therefore, I feel that I ate something very rare.

"Besides, this is going to be tea. Really good."

New tea is more bitter and tannic than mature seasonal tea. A lot of things have a strong aroma for that matter, but this tannin and bitterness is very good with sugar.

The sweetness of candy, which is likely to get worse, and the uniquely strong tannins of young tea are just well neutralized. The smell of tea is even more pronounced while the bitterness is also weakened.

When it comes to enjoying new tea, it is a very compatible treat for tea contractors.

"Actually, we have prototyped some of this candy at home. They are also available in a variety of shapes. However, this is all I have today with Raw Hate...... I have been able to get along with it in this way at the corner, and I will give it to you if I get a chance. No need to pay for it."

"Well, that's good. My father likes sweet things too, so I'd love it if you could deliver it"

"If it is, let it be delivered to merchants in and out of our homes. However, in that case, it would be appreciated if this merchant alone did not impose taxes on sugar products. It's not even a large amount, but the unit price of the standard is high when taxes are levied on only processed sugar products. When they get taxed, they're going to look pretty bad at the people who carry them. Taxes on souvenirs would be strange."

"I see. That could be true"

"It's fine in a limited form for processed sugar products, if you want it as duty-free. Regardless of each other, sugar products to our house will also be tax free. As soon as you understand, we'll deliver the same thing as this confection."

The inexperienced young people who are trying to put things away without difficulty. From them, I can't even imitate poking poorly and turning my emotions upside down. Besides, if you just listen to the story on par, they'll send you a souvenir later. Turning me down for free is also a strange story if there is no reason.

Plus, if it's a souvenir exchange, it's a funny story to tax, Pais's brainwashing. Also persuasively, it was where they were beginning to shake their minds.

A new intruder arrived at Pais and the others who were having a business meeting.

"That sounds like an interesting story. I'd like to hear more about that, too."

A woman dressed in a red dress with a little looseness.

Countess Briosh-Salgret-Mille-Ratesh. It is that person.