Sweet Reincarnation

The history of the Kingdom of God is divided into the period of the erection of the urban state, the period of the founding of the state, the period of expansion, the period of the reign of the King of Peace, and the period of unrest.

In recent years, it has been said that there will be a period of reconstruction bordering the ensuing wars, but this was also part of the continuing debate of those who make history their discipline, depending on where they refer to.

The Viscount Bombino family is one of the most ancient houses of southern aristocracy.

A minister since the founding of the nation, a prestige that continues to hold its rank today amid the seizure and confiscation of possessions by many old ministers, old houses and famous houses during the Solemnity after the Great War.

However, the impact of the war was significant.

The network between the old houses became a mess, and the eye-catching powerful bereaved received Solemn Qing and its aftermath. Many of the people who fell were close to each other, and there was a chain reaction between those whose influence dropped all at once.

At one time, he was one of the finest barebackers in the South (and so on) and a powerful man who cut off the wind with his shoulders, even now.

In the past, the villages, which also ruled with great financial and military power supported by it, would be spared as the houses fell, and would be stripped of their territory by other houses by being poked through the gaps. No, actually, it's on the verge of being taken.

But the plight of this Viscount Bombino family.

If you take it to the adjacent Viscount Rehazik territory, it is a delicious situation where a peony cake has fallen off the shelf.

Even if not, in many interests these two Viscounts have turned their backs. The arrival of an excellent opportunity, taking away the interests at once.

Originally the Viscount Bombino territory had a village by the route along the sea, in the streets that exited from the southern Uncle Ratesh territory to the King's Capital. Nice location along the street.

Viscount Rehajic territory also had a village on the route along the forest within the streets that exited from the south to the king's capital.

If you can keep both of the two main southern streets under your control, you can monopolize most of the distribution from the South to the Wang Capital. This is not the best story I've ever had.

Therefore, it was good that the Viscount Bombino family was unable to reach them in close proximity to abandonment, and they were strengthening their effective control in an attempt to put them under their own control.

"You're doing well."

"Yes. This year's taxes let us fit in, so it feels like another push. If we go over the years, we will have managed the whole two years, so we will be able to formally assert control over the royal family. Then you'll be able to wave the big players into the army, so we can finally pack it."

"What's going on with the roots to the margins"

"The majority of the emerging aristocrats held it down. Even still in the south, the houses on the border are in a situation where they are driven back because of the strong stare of Uncle Ratesh, but others agree with us. Because they know very well that the disempowered traditional aristocrats adhere to their old interests. It was easy to emphasize there."

"So, how about rooting for that traditional aristocracy"

"This one is difficult to navigate. They also seem to have a lot of emotional shoulders tomorrow for us and for the Viscount Bombino family. I just think time is on our side because they are all aligned and let down their powers. If you take your time in no hurry, you'll always be on our side."

"Well, thank you"

"It's an unhealthy word."

It was Aloch-Heind-Mill-Rehazik who gave the words of labor to his men.

The head of the Viscount Rehazik territory adjacent to the Viscount Bombino family.

The year was in his late twenties, while a man stored a beard neat to his mouth. The face reminds me of a dog somewhat, but the sharpness of the eye of the three white eyes accentuates it.

From the blood muscle, he is the grandson of the first generation of Viscount Rehazik and the nephew of the previous generation. When the previous generations were solemnly met, and the uncle headed by the moderates of Manilasm sat on the throne of our Lord. Bringing together the external hardliners of the Rehazic family, who were in distress in the aftermath of the war, they drove down their predecessors like a half coup and sat in our Lord's seat, the raw Takas.

He sat down in his chair gracefully with tea in his hand and was in a good mood without any risk as if he were listening to reports from his men.

"How about tax revenues themselves"

"As expected. Just to give you the numbers that were the Lord, we were able to collect wheat two hundred and eighty, silver twenty and sheep five from three villages along the streets and one that was feeding them. The other details will be reported separately."

"Good numbers. For us, isn't that a stupid number? That's just what supported the food situation of the Bombino family."

"Yes, I think it's double our existing income"

"Monetary income would jump more if we could keep it safely incorporated into our house. I can't stop laughing. Simply set up a Guan along the street and make money from the poppy on your wet hands"

"I thought you were right."

The Viscount dampens his mouth with tea.

In his head were two streets, called the Southern Street (Southey Rhodia). This is the most important and highly trafficked street in the southern region. For the most part, two are often spoken of in sets.

But why are there two main streets?

Originally, there was a reason why two streets were passed.

The old days, when there was only a route along the woods. There was a time when logistics was delayed because all the lords passing through the streets set up checkpoints and demanded tariffs everywhere.

Although the number of customs posts was small at first and kept to a minimum for policing and logistics management in the territory, the tariffs were an extremely large financial resource for the Lords, so there could be no increase or decrease.

Tariffs that become heavily burdened with each day of pursuit. Logistics and vibrancy depressing to inverse proportions.

Naturally, all the lords who had their posts were aware of the problem. Everyone thinks that the burden on distribution channels should be lightened.

But when it comes to reducing our capacity, we get stuck. He cursed each other when he said that the problem would be solved if there was less room for human beings.

It was the royal family of the time and the House of Uncle Ratesh who presided over the South that weighed in.

The two families agreed after diplomatic negotiations. We took all the phonetic heads and laid new streets along the sea. The additional five years of major work will be completed without any disruption.

Since then, there has been competition on routes along the forest and on routes along the sea, and posts that were wasted were gradually abolished.

If the burden is too heavy, we can escape on another path, so we have to settle down to the right level with nature.

Viscount Rehajk's tariff revenues also fell below half past their peak.

But now, if I could hold both of these streets in my territory.

Yes, Viscount Rehazik has been thinking.

The increase in political power and the expansion of influence over the surrounding territories are undoubtedly the first.

In addition, only Viscount Rehazik territory, which runs both streets together, is not tied to competition, so you can do whatever you want to increase your checkpoints or raise your tariffs.

With more influence, it is no longer a dream to become a Count in line with Uncle Ratesh. If you become Uncle Ratesh, who monopolizes maritime transactions, and Count Rehazik, who monopolizes land-based transactions, the power at your disposal will be immeasurable.

That was Viscount Rehazik's dream.

"But is there any chance of friction with other houses?

"The royal family may not look good, and Uncle Ratesh may not like it. However, if we avoid such foolishness as to strike a decisive blow to logistics, there is a good chance that we can basically make a compromise with Uncle Ratesh, who has an interest in the sea, and the royal family has no excuse to intervene. Even fulfilling his subordinate duties would change the royal complexion to the extent of increasing his contribution. The rest of the elephant will wave its tail at will, as long as we establish our position"

"I see, that's just great"

"Absolutely, you look like the Bombino family who rolled off on their own. Ha ha."

Viscount Rehazik was in such a good mood that he had not been in recent years.

That would also be natural because the struggles that had been instigating over the past decade aimed at the conjugation of tiger sights and two streets were finally about to come to fruition.

"But there are about two things that concern me"

"Oh, my God, say it"

"Ha. One is showing Viscount Bombino's move to look for an example alle"

"These are the bad guys from forever. Give up and go down to my gates and do nothing wrong."

Until just now, the face of a human who was in a very good mood clouds.

The hand of the Viscount, who drinks up the tea and places the empty cup, was mixed with a slight grump.

"If you find it, it can be quite troublesome, but what will you do?"

"You take good care of the bandits, don't you?

"Yes, we try not to leave any evidence that leads to our home, but we don't have to make any arrangements"

"Then leave me alone. I just went out to sea in one or eight, and in that young lord, the army can only be defeated without being able to assemble. Plus, the sailors should be reluctant to be hired by a kid in the Bombino family who's suspicious of paying. A bunch of busy things. That's no different than paying pirates to chase money. They'll be the only ones here."

"One more point on the matter. As a matter of fact, Bombino's men seem to have begged for reinforcements."

"What? That's a pain in the ass depending on where I asked you to go. Where did you ask for the house... in their financial situation, you can call for busy reinforcements, etc. Once above the sea, there are only a few houses where you can help yourself. Most of them had our hands around them, right?

"Yes, but to the Mortairn family, my hands seemed to swerve. It was on the southern border, so it was behind us."

"Damn, those guys!!

The man was in a clear mood this time.

If you look from Viscount Rehazik, the magic of [instantaneous travel] without using the streets, the Associate Baron Mortairn is arguably a bump in the eye.

Sometimes, it is a house that I always felt was in the way because it is carried by the superiors who were supposed to drop a lot of money along the streets.

Not to mention, it would be extremely unpleasant if we were to intervene in an important stuffing phase, hunting down the Viscount Bombino family.

"Was it the associate baron himself who came out?

"No. My son seems to be leading reinforcements"

"... then arrange for misfortune to occur in the midst of a thief."

"Are you sure? Now, when things come to light, we make a lot of enemies."

"Then do it without showing off the dew!!

Leaving a throwaway dialogue, his men bow their heads and drop off the back of the Viscount as he leaves the room.

After confirming that the Viscount has gone far, his men groan.

"... at tide time, right"

No one could hear a whining word of his men.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

In the boat, the women's captain and Pace were discussing the way forward.

This is a consultation I heard in a meeting with the Viscount that will efficiently crush some of the envisioned islands of the pirate Negijo.

"How would you like to travel from this island?"

"You can't. That would push us through the rocky reef waters along the way. Even if you can manage, you're amateur enough to be on those four ships. Then you can see it coming off the reef."

"An amateur, you say. For once, I hear that the Viscount Bombino family has a Marine."

"No, no, those people. In this neighborhood, the Viscount hires you for a fall you can't help without a job. I don't know where those bitches lived, and even the little ones aren't getting anywhere these days. Even with some experience aboard the ship, the degree to which hairs have grown in amateurs is exquisite. Most are less than that."

The head of the women's regiment lets her hands hang out in front of her face. It doesn't look like the kind of wind that cleans garbage.

She appeals to how the Viscount's child cannot be used with her attitude itself.

"When you ask the truth, that sounds pretty awful. What happened to the Viscount?"

"Sort of. What's gotten worse is the last decade or so. Tell your neighbor Viscount Rehazik anything, while he takes away his rights that were golden. Besides, there are pirates out there, so there's a bee on the crying side. If it weren't for you, I would have laughed with my nose and said no. The Viscount pays suspiciously, but when it comes to neck hunting, he understands the mercenary business."

"As far as I'm concerned, that would be good if our interests were well secured. We look forward to the work of our warrior ladies."

"Whoa, which mouth do you say that? Well, let's get back to it, it's a little farther, but it's good to go around here in the north. This one passes through waters where there are many rumors of pirates, so it is possible to bowl it together if it is successful.... I guess it's good to expect the boys to have a good arm, huh?

"It's a stupid question. These are the men that those fathers truly trust. They are first-rate martial arts artists who are not ashamed to put them anywhere in the Kingdom of God. Well, the route will be fine with that. I'll take command of the ship. If I can, I want to raid Ajito unnoticed by the pirates"

"Right. Then I'll be back soon. My people won't move until they kick their asses."

He was a confident face of the water dragon's fangs in his arms, but he responded quite well to the stretch of the Mortairn family's face, and now he was heavily manipulating the sails.

Said to them familiar with the sea in Viscount Bombino's territorial neighborhood that there was a good breeze for a while, and that it was safe and good.

He rounded up his secret nautical chart and dropped off the captain (Nildia), who went to see the sailors on his feet, and Pais spoke to Shiites, who was there as his escort.

"... you smell something"

"Does it smell like manipulation?"

"If you're feeling Shiites, too, you're pretty sure. Combined with the fall of the Viscount Bombino family, the emergence of pirates too well timed. Perhaps Viscount Rehajic is pulling the thread behind this matter. You still don't know if there's a mastermind to manipulate it."

"If so, Viscount Bombino's movements seem suspicious. We should have seen more clearly who was behind the pirates. Nevertheless, take action here. Isn't this some kind of setup?

"I'm sure Viscount Bombino has something he can't tell us, but if he's willing to fit in, he won't let himself out. Is it natural to assume that there is something you are after because it is true that you truly desire military merit? The point of purpose is piracy crusade, which should be seen as unmistakable. By the way, Shiites, don't you have parchment? The biggest one if you can."

"What are you going to do?"

That said, Shiites brings a piece of parchment. It is a big parchment for nautical charts, but this is a luxury item where many gold coins blow up in one piece.

"Behind the desk that was spreading the nautical chart earlier, look and see"

"Which... isn't this the nautical chart from earlier? When the hell?"

"Sneak in during the conversation. Come on, let's put it in our hands before that little sister finds out. [Transcription]!!

"As usual, no alarm, no gap. Oh, isn't that a good nautical chart? That's just a lot to say. Beware: sea areas, demonic information, wind direction to seasonal weather, tidal direction and change, distance and approximate time between land and land, is this symbol the point where you can replenish?... With this, the ocean around here will be our garden."

"Even if we just got this, as a homeowner, we were able to secure a minimum profit. After that, it's how much extra money you can make. Notify everyone on top of each other. Never die. Don't just tell me you can't do it because you're making a lot of money just leaving without dying."

"You'll have too many extra foreheads..."

In a world where the transmission of information is extremely limited, it is worthwhile not to spare piles of gold coins with precise information.

Not to mention that a map with the information necessary for military operations will be the most important military confidential, with strict control and control where it has been made to which lord.

Same thing for a nautical chart. When moving the navy, without an accurate nautical chart, it would be like walking in the dark by hand.

A map of knowledge accumulated over the years by an armed sailor's regiment is the only dish that a seaside lord would want by offering his own daughter.

"I need to be ready to be able to. And..."

"And?"

"What, do you have a bad feeling about it? Signs of intervention by other houses. Client's hiding. Unknown pirates of unknown size could not have been hired by the Viscount... too many irregular elements"

"... Indeed. Something's about to happen."

Shiitz sighed.

Though it's rarer for things to go smoothly, there's no trial where Pace got involved and things went easy.

If we can, we just want it to be a disturbance that carries good fortune for us.

In the course of a smooth voyage, expectations and anxiety swirled in the future.