Sweet Reincarnation

A boy was in the boat.

A boy who cuts off his dark green hair beautifully and sees the goodness of growing up everywhere. No, if you think that you are already an adult, is it a child?

The man is Viscount Bombino Ulanta. There is an adjunct, Keraus.

"I wonder how Lord Mortairn can be grand about that. Even though the years haven't changed much, it's amazing, isn't it? Is it also some kind of secret?

"It's more of a blood muscle than a secret, I guess. All the children in his house had a reputation for being smart. If the sisters are, it's possible that their youngest brother was just particularly smart among them.... but you do. Come to think of it, it's not just born qualities. What a prominent Mortairn family, so I'm sure he was fairly rigorously educated. If it's a secret, maybe there's something about how to educate the house."

"I have to apprentice, I wonder. I don't even think you can tell me how to educate my kids. By the way, Keraus, do you think what the Mortairns were saying at the dock is true?

"What are you talking about?

"I'm talking about Sir Pastry-Mortellen being stronger than his men. I know the power of my men because I saw with these eyes where they would defeat the men of the water dragon's fangs. When it comes to being stronger than that, don't you think it's a little unbelievable? It's not a rumor that peepers, for example, are pretty strong. More than that, I think, means fingerprinting in the country as well. No chance of negotiating material?

"It won't be zero chance of being a bluff, but there's no reason to do it on that occasion either. It will not be something to do before the actual battle, because it is the person of the day who falsely poses a high power and is sometimes at risk. First of all, I think it's true."

Negotiation techniques exist that make their own forces and strengths work in favor of negotiations by falsifying them high.

Because as a hatchet, if you just make it look strong, you can often avoid unnecessary trouble.

However, it is quite dangerous to falsify a high level of strength in the midst of actual work, as this one has done. Behavior like an example of high risk claw return.

If it is normal, people who seem strong will be rolled away, but when things happen, they will be the first to hear from you.

In a situation where strength has to be used undeniably, it is the person who was teasing the hatchet who is troubled by the skin peeling off.

So it is unlikely that they are exaggerating Pace's prowess with lies and falsehoods. The aide affirmed that if the political situation of the Mortairn family could also be based on the trouble of losing the credibility of the mercenary family business, it would not be possible.

"So you're really saying you're stronger than anyone who was there?

"It will. My investigation did not reveal in detail that the magic that Pastry possesses is quite powerful. The advantage of being able to use magic is considerable. I don't know if it's just as versatile as my father's... I guess that the fact that so many Mortairn people trusted me is more magic directed towards the exercise of direct force than my father. I've heard a thousand magically active stories like [Fire] and [Throw] in the past. There are rumors of painting magic, but they must have hidden balls."

"The world is too unfair. What's that? My father is a hero, he has a cool face, he can use magic, he's giving up his fighting skills, and I can't believe he's strong, it's sloppy!!

"Speaking of which, I hear you have an older fiancée. I've heard rumors of pretty beauty."

"I want a beautiful sister for my fiancée too!! Even so, you can't have high hopes in our situation right now. Ha, good, Lord Mortairn is. I'm really jealous of you. Would you mind splitting up about half the magic?

"I can't help but do what I don't have, and it doesn't seem like it's all good. It will be true that the princess of the Mortairn family is blessed, but so many high-ranking nobles are plotting to take it in? It's not all good to be prominent."

"Right. In that regard, our family is not blind to great people, and treats those who are not there..."

"Yes, you're vile. If this operation goes well, we will definitely be excited."

Uranta spills stupidity.

Around the same age as Pais, when the childish temperament still lingers perhaps.

I wish I had become the Viscount Owner due to the circumstances of your home, but I have some stress and some dissatisfaction with the hard-won situation. Sometimes I want to spit it out.

Not to mention, the lawn next door looks blue, and Pace's boundaries look better.

I envy you, I guess I have no choice.

Uranta stupidity. At first glance, it also looked like a waste of children.

But Keraus is aware that he is an adjunct.

Poor light mouths, for example, are a manifestation of an attempt to hide fear and tension. In fact, the person's hand, which is spilling stupidity, has been held much stronger since earlier. It's an obvious sign of tension.

I can't help it either. Anyway, from now on, it's just a matter of killing each other.

Uranta is made aware of it undeniably by the fact that one telecommuter has come with a flag.

"Your report. There was a transmission from the first ship (Baron)."

"... What's in it?

Enemy Shadow Found Forward

"Huh!! How many? What's the distance? What's the exact direction?

"Eh, the flag was only raised as an enemy discovery..."

To Uranta's question, the telecommuters are confused.

Communication by flag shall be carried out by flying the flag of the contents of the pre-arrangement. Because it takes time to communicate the details accordingly, it is only natural to briefly communicate important matters as a first report.

I've been asked a lot of questions, and there's no way I can answer anything I don't know.

Uranta, who asked the telecommuters this and detailed questions, is also immature in that regard. But the comms are also immature.

A skilled telecommuter would immediately say, "I don't know."

In times of war, reports should be concise and accurate, and it is a waste of time to make excuses you do not know.

As a result, the auxiliary was to stand in between.

"Dear Uranta, this is once again the size and distance of the enemy. And you'd better ask the leading ship, Baron."

"Yes, you are. All right, communicate again to Sir Mortairn's ship. It says," Report the size, direction, and distance of the enemy. "

"Okay."

Keraus kept in mind his reprimand of the non-repetitive correspondents and reserved it for his advice to his master.

A telecommuter is a professional who communicates between ships. Similar military disciplines exist on land, but their importance is extremely high at sea.

A soldier of the kind whose knowledge and experience are required to exchange information in the way and type of flags are waved.

As Viscount Bombino lost power in the post-war coup, the skilled correspondents were increasingly pulled out of the room or quit, so the correspondents on this ship were still young.

We're still immature about the accuracy of the information.

"Dear Uranta, if you are an enemy shadow, you may also need to prepare for battle. I don't know for sure yet, but rather than it being too late, it would be good enough to be brave. I'm not ready."

"Wow, wow, okay. You're finally going to fight."

"You're so nervous. It doesn't matter the last time this ship becomes a battlefield. The first to fight will be the Pastry-like ships. Hand to hand the famous water dragon fangs in the realm, and the ship of the elite Lord Mortairn is the main force of this one. Yeah, yeah, I don't even have to be unconscious. Please, make yourself comfortable and stay put."

"Oh, yeah, right."

When the battle preparations were about to begin in haste with the flagship.

At Barron, the leader of the ship at the time who reported it as enemy discovery, it had become a really laid-back air.

As opposed to the flagship putting a string on his bow, wearing naval armor, and waking up the sleeping night shift, the Mortairn family almost prepared meals.

"Shiites, did you find the enemy ship?

"With my [far-sighted], just cholo. He's got a good eye over there, too, and he noticed this way, and he's on the run. Come on. Looks like you're on your way home from work and you're feeling pretty relaxed."

"Then it seems good to see the vicinity of the ship's discovery location as a safe zone for them. The base of the enemy (Azit) is in this vicinity. I was prepared to take a few days, but you're lucky to pull the hit early on the first day."

"I guess it's not necessarily one ground. If they're careful, they'll have a few safe houses, right?

"I see, that's Shiites. What was your experience when you were a bandit?

"Don't say anything bad about people. Put it down. I've never been a mercenary, I've never been a bandit or a pirate."

The mercenary regiment to which Shiites used to belong was a handful of elite mercenary regiments made up of martial arts.

Before coming to Mortaire territory with Casserole, he was active there waving his sword and magic.

Of all the mercenary regiments that are very much the same as bandits, they were one of the few decent mercenary regiments that drew a line with them, and it is a pride of Shiites to have been there.

Tell Pais not to tear me up badly.

Nodding at it, a telecommuter rushes in to Pais, who tries to speak lightly.

"Hey, Mortairn boy, there's a comm coming for you to tell me where and where and how many enemies are."

"Hmm, then." More than ten miles to the northeast, few, the enemy is on the run. Instructions Wish 'to reply "

Copy that.

Pastry and the others are on a battleship named Barron.

Correspondents were also prepared by the Viscount Bombino family once, but because he was a freshly grown young man, one of the water dragon's fangs changed his role just when it was not possible to do so.

It's past thirty, a man his age as Shiites. The mouth is rough, but the work is certain.

"... boy, why didn't you ask me, but you even told me they were on the run?

"It would be useful to decide whether to pursue or not, because I thought His Excellency the Viscount would settle down better. If it's the first battle, I'll be distracted. If you hear you see enemies, you hear that many people pull out their swords instantly. I dared to add, expecting you to calm down and judge me."

"Normally, you'll get in shape here once. It's impossible to catch up with the distance I saw in my [far-sighted] area. From the other side of the spectrum, you'll either get ready to intercept after you've escaped to Azito, or you'll leave Azito alone and run away even further."

"Right. But as for this one, which way do we have to go after it? It doesn't make the same sense to make a decision to chase after knowing the information that you're on the run, or to chase if you drift off without knowing anything and remain in a state of combat anyway. The former is more like a commander."

"Is it to put the Viscount in his hands? With kindness."

What Pace said was that he added more room for judgment by giving extra information that hasn't been dared to ask.

There can be no better option than not to chase pirates than to sail to crusade them.

But in response to the quest about how the enemy is on the run, it's better to go after him than to feel like doing his job.

It would seem futile at first glance to hear the answer, knowing it from the beginning, but it is a political consideration: the pre-construction appeal that "instructions were only given by the Commander-in-Chief”.

When there's trouble after the war, something helps, Pace thinks.

"Boy, it's a reply. Stop the ship once."

"Ok, I'll get back to you on" Acceptance. "And call Mr. Erdia."

"Do you want to stop for now if you're in trouble? Can't you be an inexperienced commander?

"Shiites, it's not about tearing up hard-working people."

"Sure, I'm sorry about that. I can't believe it compared to when someone was in the first place. You know, I had a terrible eye. There are no shards of adultery in the habits of the first line, but the roughness of people..."

"Ah, Mr. Nildia, it's late."

"Boy, you're deluded"

Nilda was currently in command of the ship.

I know a lot more about how the ship moves and how to read the wind than Pace and the others, so it takes the form that I leave entirely to them.

It wasn't that long before the transmission arrived and Nilda came to Pais and the others.

"Mr. Nildia, where can I put my anchor down?

"Am I right? Sure, if you go south for a little while, there's a sea where you can stop the ship"

"Then let this ship take the lead that far. Once there, it will be an operational meeting, so I will go to the flagship. Mr. Erdia, please follow me at that time."

"Can I help you? Let's give them to the boys you brought in."

"Because you know more about the sea than we do. I've seen and decided what I've been doing, it's a guy named Proper Material. For this crusade only, I will use you as my staff."

"What's a staff officer?

"Wisdom bag, right? In a formal military position, you will be an aide. This is to be acknowledged by the Commander-in-Chief."

Nilda, with confusion, ceased.

Not only the Kingdom of God, but this world is loud above and below its identity. Because many believe that is justice for peace and order.

Nilda and the others are nobles, not squire. Lower citizens who often travel from the city to the city by boat and have no citizenship.

Because we don't have citizenship, we can't stand trial if something happens, and because we don't have a "lord of our own”, there's no one to protect us.

Therefore, nobles, or even subordinates, are unilaterally judged without trial if they buy disapproval. It was also in self-defense that they formed a group.

Apart from criminals and slaves, except for vagrants and slum dwellers, the lowest status is they.

If that becomes a noble staff member, it can only be a joke in a liquor store.

"... boy, have you ever been told you're a weirdo?

"Unwillingly, they often say. So, what's the answer?

I can't say no.

Approximately Nilda's confusion, Pais smiled Nicole.

"Well, shall we go then"

After the ship arrived in the waters where it could be stopped, Pais and the others moved to the flagship in a contact boat.

Originally a small boat with two passengers, Nilda and Shiites are able to accompany each other because the pais is very small.

Inside the flagship, there was a rather frivolous atmosphere.

All of the crew were armed, and there was clearly a sense of haste and restlessness that could be seen as a combat posture.

"Your Highness seems to be more wolfish than I thought."

"You're no different than an amateur, then."

"Let's just say it's much better than having enemies and not having a sense of crisis."

"Boy, you're positive too."

Inside the flagship, there is a cabin for the commander.

This is the second most important spot on the ship to the steering room.

If I was invited inside, there was a fully armed and hardened Ulanta figure there.

The opposing Pais is a simple military uniform. Long-sleeved jacket fastened with front button and trousers with hem length firmly aligned with feet. The colors are also black in colour and are scarce to decorate.

The sword is for protection, but it is not dressed as going to battle now.

Naturally, from Uranta's point of view, Pace's outfit seemed crisis-free and tense. I also think you're insulting pirates.

"Sir Mortairn, why are you dressed like that? There must be enemies coming, right?

"The battle is still ahead of us, as you have contacted us that the enemy is on the run. I can't help but get tired from now on, so it's up to me to discuss the operation first."

Keraus and the others behind the Viscount are impressed with Pace's answer.

It is true that I had heard that the Mortairn family's traces had already given up their warfare, but I was also somewhere frightened by their appearance. But what's in front of me now was certainly a soldier.

What is happening is really nervous and stressful. That's why the better the military, the more they know how to relax and how to rest.

In that regard, my husband said he was still sweet, and I compared him.

Without knowing the thoughts of such a subordinate, Ulanta nods at Pace's explanation, but stops her eyes at the person standing behind her.

"I don't mind talking to you...... why would you prefer a water dragon fang here?

"I wanted to make her my aide, and I brought her in with that consultation. For that, may I ask your permission?

"She's an underprivileged person, though?

"I know."

"... Still, if you dare, Sir, I suppose you have something in mind. Fine, I'll allow it."

"Thank you for your consideration. So, it's your policy for the future. What do you think?

Pace sits still because he recommended the chair.

It's in the boat, so it's not like a couch, it's close to a crate. In fact, it is also used as a storage space, like a crate. There is a cloth strapped to the extent that I am sorry, but it is difficult to say that it is a comfortable chair due to the fact that it is in the ship.

Sometimes when you bring in a normal chair, the chair literally flies due to the effect of shaking, so something stable is used on the ship.

Pais asked Ulanta what she would do when she imprinted her current perception and shared information that she would have to decide on future policies.

"I see, Sir Mortairn's prediction is that there is a pirate residence nearby?

"From what I found this one and escaped first, and how it went at that time, I'm pretty sure. Shiites' [far-sightedness] is certain, and if you look only at the situation, you can't doubt it"

"I know what a peeper is capable of. Really? You were closer than I thought..."

Pais thought sideways that Shiites looked slightly disgusted when he was called two names.

As for the fact that the pirates were nesting a great distance from Viscount Harbor Street.

Normally, pirates fear noble armies. They take control, so it's natural.

Then try to stay as far away from the base of the army as you can if you are normal. It's like no one parks illegally in front of a police station.

But as a matter of reality, there are more thieves in the field than expected.

This was considered two possibilities.

One is the possibility that the Viscount Bombino family is being licked by pirates.

He brackets that he won't be able to control it anyway, and he builds a nest near the town without fear.

If that's the case, it's easy.

You won't think about hiding in the clouds where the person you're licking comes out. Ten, eighty-nine, I'm going out to pay you back. There's a good chance we can get a grip on it.

A great opportunity to treat the root causes of the problem.

Another possibility is that a thief may have a purpose other than piracy.

If only for piracy purposes, hide as far as possible out of authority. But if you dare to come nearby even if you deduce it, it was possible that another purpose was hidden.

For example, you're planning a raid to see what's going on in Viscount territory, or you think it's meant to be a Viscount figure? There's a chance he's watching for the assassination.

In these cases, it will be necessary to build a nest in the nearby field that is as easy to obtain information as possible.

If so, by the time the Viscount came out on the crusade, he might have escaped the outing lightly.

Now, which is the right answer?

Neither possibility is certain at this time.

So Pais dared to entrust the judgment to the Viscount.

It was Uranta who listened to Pais, thought about it, and consulted with his aides for some time, but it comes to a conclusion.

"Once you get in shape here. Get some rest, too, and get ready for it all. Tomorrow. Search for the pirate Azito and the expected strip with the dawn. Since the battle is expected, the vanguard will continue to ask Sir Mortairn"

"I understand. I will do my utmost under your command."

The transmissions went to each ship, and Pais also returned to Barron before transferring them to the sailors. It is a rest order.

As the operational action to be carried out with the dawn of the next day is communicated and everyone rushes to prepare for it.

In the end, the preparation will end in hard labour.

That night, the flagship was engulfed in flames.