Sweet Reincarnation

Viscount Rehajk territorial capital Ech.

A city created by cutting through the woods, with a population of approximately one thousand and two hundred. Major industries are wheat production and barley (beer) production. Pork farming taking advantage of its location, which is beside the woods, and meat that takes place during the winter months. Wood processing industry to take advantage of the grace of forest trees. And the transport of those products, etc.

It is also diverse as an industry and is known as a very rich town, but the history itself is quite shallow. The region, which originally had several small areas mixed together, became Viscount territory after the Great War, a relatively new town created for its consolidation.

In this city, where tourist attractions are also present, there is also a museum where Viscount Rehajk lives.

It's a brand new mansion that's only been made for about a decade, and there's a big sculpture around the roof for the sake of glory, and whether you see it as majestic or a gold hobby is about to split the ratings.

This mansion, only built after the war, is equipped with defenses.

The mansion stood amidst a deep moat, so that it could not approach the building without unloading the bouncing bridge.

Strictly controlled bridges don't even get permission to unload so easily. This is why ordinary people can't get close.

That jump bridge, it's coming down now.

For some reason, I had a visitor.

In vain wide reception. A man who sits on a seemingly expensive solo sofa. Viscount Rehajic owner Aloch-Heint-Mill Rehajic was welcoming guests to Eagle Deep.

"Welcome. I can't even bring a big deal because we had a sudden contact, but we've got the best for you. Have a seat."

"Thank you"

"You're so sweet."

Viscount Rehazik is in his twenties. With a balance of youthfulness and majesty, an uplifting spirit is hidden behind the eyes. To put it well, it would be clearly polarized whether you like it or not if you are upside oriented or, worse still, annoyed by ambition.

There were two men and their escorts in front of the man.

On one side, the person the Viscount also expected might come. Pastry-Mil-Morthern. I was wondering if there was a good chance my father would come, but my son came.

I'm not surprised by this in itself.

These are the brave warriors and the famous Mortairn family. I noticed behind the pirate riots that the Rehajics were pulling threads on, and assumed that they would come to attack Honmaru in one flight.

I thought it would be easier without it, but I'm assuming it could happen.

And the other is the unexpected person.

A woman who is said to have such a person in the Kingdom of God. Countess Ratesh.

From the skill of profiteering and taking profits from any difficult negotiation, from the face of the foreign countries of the Territories is also called the female fox, an unafraid opponent.

The fact that she came out implies that this interview will never be easier.

"But what is it that you see with all the sons of Uncle Ratesh and Lord Mortairn? I feel like it's not just a matter of business. If you like, I'd like to know why."

"Oh, I'm simply attached. We also had some help from Lord Mortairn, and this time we left with an escort because we were worried that your son would be sent to another realm. Oh ho ho."

The female fox is white, Viscount Rehazik throws up in his heart.

His face remained a grinning smile, but his heart was full of vigilance.

There is no way that a human being, who would also be Uncle Ratesh, would merely accompany a child. There's quite a bit behind it. I don't know if it's a potential gain, or a loss I want to avoid, but there's no such thing as nothing.

"My Lord Viscount, it is true that Uncle Ratesh is my entourage only this time. More than that, I'd like to ask you a few questions. I took the time today to ask you some answers about it."

"Well, Sir Mortairn seems to have a solid son inside. So what do you want to hear?"

"I'm afraid. Let me ask you one thing now. Did Your Excellency know that the Viscount Bombino family has had problems these days?"

"... Well, I don't know. There will be one or two of the problems in every house. I don't know what you're referring to, but I don't know how to answer that."

First of all, the Viscount said lightly. He did a brilliant job of showing that he had no idea what it was about.

Naturally, I'm not surprised by Pais, who thought that he'd get to that point of refreshment.

"As you know, speaking of the Bombino family, it is your role to keep the sea as safe as the Uncle Ratesh family. But generally, there were pirates rounding the sea. As a helpful home to protect the ocean, this would be a big problem"

"That's a noisy story. We have also had bandits come out and crusade several times. It will be your duty as a nobleman to protect your own territory."

"Exactly. As a Bombino family, I also tried to crusade according to my true worth. But apparently, this pirate is not just a pirate."

"I'm not just a pirate. Well, what was it like?"

"Actually, I got to know this because we were on edge and our family helped us as reinforcements. There was a skirmish, capturing some people. After listening to you, what do you call yourself a rehab?"

"Ha ha, that's another odd thing. I have no idea who I am."

Viscount Rehazik drinks tea even in a flat breeze.

Its poker face is just a forged iron skin and doesn't even show the various waves of emotion.

"But those caught in reality testify so. If you suspect, are you prepared to hand it over itself?

"... maybe a house with a grudge against us, for example, was hired to pretend to be our own. I don't think it's the truth, even if those caught believe it's true?

"I see."

Viscount Rehazik also has experience as a negotiator.

I disagreed with Pais because I'm not nervous enough to easily admit non here.

The objection is that no matter how many of the captives testify, that is not the only proof. And that was a compelling objection.

"Or do you have any basis? There's definite evidence that the pirates they caught are our own."

"... No, I don't"

Uncle Ratesh was surprised by Pais' words.

Utterly, because I thought it was because I was securing evidence that I was here. As a person who knows his boy well enough to know his sagginess, I can feel the desire to ask him what it means.

In contrast, it was Viscount Rehazik who thought he would do it on the inside.

We have not survived the war and won glory over Dada. It is also my own genius and pride that I was ordained by the Viscount that I was originally a quasi baron. As someone who's going to be after the Count, I've also been cautious.

The stage he prepared so painstakingly. In the unlikely event that a prisoner is born, I am convinced that I will never be connected to myself, and I believe that the cover-up for this is perfect.

In fact, even Pais could not obtain more certainty than suspicion, so the readiness of Viscount Rehajk is high-level.

From Pais's mouth, there was a vow to affirm that there was no evidence.

I got this fight. Yes, Viscount Rehazik is sure of the win.

"This is different. Are you going to tell me that Lord Mortairn's son was guilty of piracy without proof?

"... No way. Without proof, it would be defamatory, so you can't possibly say. Overlapping confirmation, you say that this person has a better idea and that pirates who actually go around in the Viscount Bombino Territory neighborhood are absolutely irrelevant to your house?

"Whatever. We don't have a single piece of disease. I don't know what the pirate scene said, but there's also a lot of slander about our involvement with pirates."

"Excuse me. But, my lord, it is true that they testify that they are of the Rehajic family. Maybe they weren't born of rehab?

"I don't know about that... If so, I wonder"

Viscount Rehadzik, there was room in his heart.

Something I was prepared to be a tough match for my tough female fox opponent, but if I opened the lid, I'd play with a kid who wasn't even old enough.

I can afford to think about whether I should also show consideration as an adult.

"If the Bombino family is not governed in a good way and its inhabitants are now working piracy, then it would be the Bombino family's fault. But suppose, what if the pirates are from Rehazik? Can't we even say that the cause of their crushing on pirates is completely absent from the Rehazik family?

"Ho."

I see, Viscount Rehajk thought.

I don't think the Mortairn boys are called by Dada to be prodigies, either.

Territorial nobility is responsible for maintaining security. Because you can protect it, you're allowed to have an army, and you're allowed to collect taxes.

If so, it is also responsible for failing to observe security.

It is commonplace for what you eat to fall for bandits and pirates. I press for some concession by insisting that the reason why the people I was arranging became pirates this time was because the way the Rehajics ruled was unsavory.

That's probably where this boy is after, the Viscount thinks.

Good aim. If you're a regular person, you're about to make a leap to connect the pirates to the rehab family, but after cutting it off as a bastard, you're changing your attackers. The point of attack also strikes about the rule of the Rehaziks, assuming that the pirates and the Rehaziks are irrelevant.

If you want to find out, you can think of any number of attackers, which is a good way to attack.

Good cut and thoughtful. Moreover, the focus is sharp. This boy will deserve praise.

But it doesn't reach me. No matter how smart the boy in front of you is, he is better at getting ready and setting himself up around the ready (wow).

The magnificent man enjoyed the scent with another bite of tea in his mouth.

"I see you have the wisdom to listen to the opinions of those who say pirates, that the reason why they became pirates may be in our governance in the first place. But it would be a little different from what responsibility means. No matter how good good good governance was, as any good person has one or two drawbacks, there will always be people who stick out and zero. There is no way to do this. It's not like I made any mistakes and they became pirates. They became pirates at their will. I can't endorse words that make us responsible in that respect."

"Your Excellency's governance did not create pirates," you said.

"I didn't say that. Pirates and bandits are born of any good governance, and they say it is our responsibility to deal with it quickly. Most of all, it's all about fulfilling that responsibility. For being roughed up the table by a rat, it's up to the landlord to catch the rat, and that's everything when it comes to responsibility. Don't you think it's a ridiculous story to make a scene about the rat's birthplace?

"Yes, you are."

Viscount Rehazik, who talks to Pais, does not yet know that the Pais and the others have already finished crusading the pirates.

But still, a bargaining attitude that doesn't pull a step back is brilliant as a territorial nobleman full of them.

"So, my lord, what do you think about a nobleman who gets his territory vandalized by thieves? It's also a nobleman who, without the hands of other houses, would increase the damage."

"That would be a word of incompetence. As a nobleman, I think it's a good idea to say disqualified. I don't know where, but I don't think there's much we can do to destroy a house that's being vandalized by pirates but has to take another home's hand."

"Best of all. Indeed, nobles who leave their territory ravaged by thieves will also fall as territorial nobles"

"Well, I'm comfortable with your endorsement."

Pais speaks and acts against Viscount Bombino.

Extremely uncomfortable, but I presume you probably want to put a saddle replacement for the faction in your options. Do you want me to allow you to go back to sleep in comparison with the situation of the Bombino family, which is too unfavourable, and with its strong self?

This is what Viscount Rehazik thought.

It's Uncle Ratesh who thinks further behind what he's up to, in words that are so frigid.

In this respect alone, the differences in perceptions of the two Paces were apparent.

After that, the chattering arguments and the exploration of the belly continue.

Was it when I did it for less than an hour?

The boy, who thought he had exhausted the necessary arguments, concludes with a common understanding of each other.

"I mean, here's the thing. The Viscount Rehazik family has nothing to do with pirates. Pirates who vandalize the Viscount Bombino territory should be dealt with in the differential of the Viscount Bombino family. The Rehaziks will also support them when it comes to crusading. It is aristocratic disqualification to be roughed up in the territory by pirates. Assuming the other house helps, that's the only thing I can do. The remnants of the pirate's post-crusade belong to the crusaders, and the reign and reconstruction of Negijo, where the pirates wake up from food and drink, is the responsibility of the crusading house, and the Rehaziks are not willing to give out a single piece of copper coin," he said.

"I guess that's what it's all about."

"Then the word. You don't mind if Uncle Ratesh knows you're here, do you?

"Whatever. It is a completely irrelevant story as a homeowner, but as a nobleman of the same kingdom, I hope for a quick pirate crusade by the Bombino family"

It is a white word.

to this end, Uncle Ratesh clearly understood his role.

The content of the negotiations will also be put in writing exactly, with Pais and Viscount Rehajk running the brush on the signature of the table and Uncle Ratesh signing the endorser.

This made the content of this agreement official.

"Now if you'll excuse me"

"Be careful. You'll be hit by a crusade. I wish you good luck."

Viscount Rehazik said so satisfactorily.

With this agreement, Uncle Ratesh's tattoo was created when the Rehaziks and the pirates were irrelevant. Later, the more the pirates suffer the Bombino family, the more in their own interest. Whatever it was, I felt it was an extremely great situation with no loss to me and only profit left.

I fucking laugh that my measures turned out the best.

All at this time, Pays guessed he was quite happy because his usual poker face had collapsed.

When I left Viscount Rehajk's Hall. With the momentum of speed, there was a woman questioning Pais.

"Sir Pastry-Mortellen. I wonder what this negotiation is all about."

"If you are Lord Ratesh, haven't you already noticed?

"... if we do well, we can see that sheltering the Bombino family will allow us to put the streets along the forest and along the sea under our rule."

"As you can guess. land and sea transactions. If you can rule the two pillars of the Southern deal, the wealth you will gain will be immense."

"What do you want in return?

"Perfect asylum against the Bombino family. Our preferential negotiating rights vis-à-vis the Bombino family and the approval of the right to use the port. Finally, if you have the right to use your trading route preferentially."

"Let's negotiate our trading routes separately. It's not over yet."

"That's Uncle Ratesh. I won't be alarmed."

"I'll give you back the words."

laughing at each other with an inclusive smile. Where we exchanged hands, the negotiations would have been agreed.

After putting the negotiations together, only one Pais [transfers] to a village.

There was a whole host of Bombino and Mortairn families.

All the captives are also free, so all the armies are in abundance. A sight that can be described as spectacular inside.

"Siege of the pirates, complete, Sir Mortairn"

"I'm sorry I made you work all Sir Bombino"

"What do you say? So, could I have done this?

"What is this?

"No, well, isn't this a village in Rehazik territory"

A village transferred by Pais is a village on Rehazik territory. As a village that suppresses the streets' strongholds along the forest, it is also of considerable importance in the rehab territory.

Strangely, for some reason, the pirates suddenly appeared and chased away the face of the people and the Rehazik family, which were surrounded by neighboring Bombino families for crusades without seeing and stopping.

Now, with all his strength, he was monitoring the village while lurking his breath.

"I don't mind. Look, here's the agreement document with Viscount Rehajk."

"This is..."

"The people over there are pirates who are also unrelated to the Rehab family. Besides, the rehab owner immediately, with permission to crusade. Besides, we should take what the thieves took... the whole Ajito thing."

Looking at the writing that became the official document, Uranta was shocked from the bottom of her mind. It means turning the wizard against the enemy. And I felt from the bottom of my heart the strength of having the Mortairns on my side.

An imitation of a person who has conspired to hang a whole petten. Don't be surprised. It's more impossible.

"Viscount Rehazik made one mistake"

"What's that?

"I just assumed that the pirate Negijo was in the territory of the Bombino family."

"Oh I see!!

The crusade of pirates is indeed the responsibility of the lords who rule the land.

That is why Viscount Rehazik acknowledged that the crusade of the “pirates who were vandalizing” and the reconstruction from the damage were the responsibility of the Bombino family.

The main premise was that it was within the Bombino family's domain that pirates were vandalizing. In that regard, there was no mistake if it was meant to be, and it could not have been a loss.

If ordinary aristocrats were negotiators.

"Now, if only I had a track record of thieves sleeping, eating and drinking in that village and making it Azito, it would be sunny and this village belongs to the Bombino family. The Bandit's Negijo is under the jurisdiction of the Bombino family, as well as the Rehazik and Ratesh families."

"Really... really..."

Uranta was so impressed that she almost cried.

I also got the pirate treasure. I can restructure my army with that in mind.

Once again, the danger of villages along the streets being stolen by the Rehazik family is greatly diminished if the army can be maintained and placed, and it is easy to disable the opponent's arguments.

On top of that, if you can govern both streets behind Uncle Ratesh's back, you can make no mistake about leapfrogging your house first.

There's nothing left to be liked by other houses anymore, and I can put my chest up as a Viscount. There will be nothing to cheat on for your presidency.

It was ed as good by many nobles, where it was at the end of the day cramped into retreat by pirates. I offered my sincere thanks to Pais for helping me.

He said he was a great benefactor to himself.

"It's time to do it."

By pirates, everyone confirmed the rationalization of the village. Serjan also confirmed the pirates who behaved like our family, as representatives of other houses. Definitely.

The last sweep begins here.

"Stand up!!

First decree of Pais. A gesture that was sieging the village sets a bow simultaneously.

"Let go!!

And an arrow covered the sky.