Sweet Reincarnation

"After all, couldn't you get ahead of the Chamber of Commerce?

"Yeah. I also looked through the paperwork behind it, but all I could tell was that the precision was still connected to Viscount Rehazik. Naturally Viscount Rehazik is Shilo. He's in debt. He can't get around. In other words, on paper, the Nottengeyer Chamber of Commerce committed a solo offence (stand-alone)."

"Then you have to cut off a district with this for now. I don't know. The rationale is only mine, but I was wondering if the Chamber of Commerce was lizard tail..."

Because when he went out to Ratesh territory Steim for use, he was attacked by a thug. When we identified and caught the killer in our own investigation, we also came up with fake candy related evidence that was in question for some reason. It was supposed to be.

Pais, Casserole, who was listening to reports from two of the Shiites, clarifies his position as a lord.

"Shiites, the fake candy thing will be good enough. Our interests were protected for now. If there was a mastermind behind the Nottengeyer Chamber of Commerce, sooner or later I'd get my tail out again. You just have to hold the root down then."

"Right."

Even if you look into it, it's hard to trace it from the Nottengeyer Chamber of Commerce. There are limits to investigations in the territory of other houses, and even if not, they are suspicious.

If you keep it as a good thing where it turns out to be a good cut, you could end up in cheats and mud.

Pais and others were obviously dissatisfied faces, but did not do so until they disputed their father's decision as a politician.

That said, casserole takes out a single roll. From the signs that he was waxing, I can tell it was a letter.

"Uncle Ratesh has officially sent me an apology. About being attacked during your stay. You apologize for being in charge of policing. It says to respond resolutely to“ the person who caused the incident ". What a profound word."

"... did you find out that we were painting a trap play?

"Probably. From the start, I don't mind because I'm not even going to hide it, but the quality of foreign affairs is good at Uncle Ratesh's. It's only a matter of time before Lamito has branches."

Shiites laughs at the difficult looking casserole. I'm more afraid of letting a woman in and leaking information than I am of watching Lamito.

Teenage single man. There was a real sense in Shiites' saying that if you were to break yourself down, it was decided that it would be the market for you to break down with a woman. The odd persuasion is probably because it's a word that contains the experience of becoming a Shiite.

Whatever it is, it must still be said that the perceived movement of the Mortairn family is a threat. I'm not leading one of the best factions in the country to Dada.

"The system of espionage is adequate. More and more, I'm not insulted. Only that sister gets a crunch when she looks sweet."

Whatever it is, it's one of the best landlords in the South.

"I just appreciate you not being banned from entering and leaving our people. There's a lot of risk in hiding."

"In that regard, Uncle Ratesh is rational. Besides, he said he was invited to dinner with an apology. Your Excellency invites you to join Pace. Don't make me cry because I'm grateful."

"... I'd prefer not to"

"I know how you feel, but that's not how it works. Externally, our family and the House of Letesh are supposed to be intimate."

For local aristocrats, the invitation to dinner parties means something special.

If you are functional aristocrats living in the Wang capital, you can easily come and go when it comes to inviting dinner, because your residence is gathered almost in one place, mainly in the royal palace. Friends say to each other, "Why don't you go out for dinner? You can ask her out with a knoll like that.

In contrast, in the case of local aristocrats, it takes time to come and go even when inviting people elsewhere. If it's good and half a day, if it's far away, it can take a month or so, so it's not easy to ask her out for dinner.

If you are willing to accept it, it is an important relationship or an important requirement.

As a Mortairn family once seen to belong to the southern valves, you can't refuse to invite faction leaders to dinner either. Unless you're also ready to have a fight.

"In the meantime, doesn't that just mean you can have dinner? The Count has money, so you'll have a fantastic meal."

"Right. But there will be an exploration, even to join. For once, do you want me to keep my mouth shut about this one? Shiites."

"Aye. Well for now... when the boy went out to attract the Chamber of Commerce, he was attacked when he found out he was a Mortairn family person. The reason for the attack was fraudulent cover-up. Where I stayed was a mess, because while I was poor, I ketched my expenses. I attacked him backwards because he was jealous where I tightened him up and accidentally seized the evidence. Whatever the wrongful book, it seems that the other person hid the gold coin itself and disappeared into darkness without finding it. Is this the place?

"I don't really like it. Isn't that a lump of lies?"

"I don't know what else to do. Because I can't even tell you the truth. What, are you telling me it was all the boy's work?

"That's what you call an idiot. I'm happy to come and hold onto Pace. I don't know about the investigation, about the hiding. Anyway, I'm sure Anise will never convince me."

"Different."

In fact, a made-up race in the guise of a weak, small chamber of commerce folk who lured outbursts with essential sugar in fake candy. I've known who I was before I caught him, and I'm on board with a guided interrogation over a camouflage, almost knowing where the evidence is. Besides, the back money I was saving was in the Mortairn family vault.

Although pre-construction often exists with some degree of falsehood and falsehood interwoven, it is unexpectedly rare to be full of lies from one to ten.

If this is the opposite position, it's like the Ratesh people who were sneaking up on Mortairn territory, making up their sins and catching Decoc and uprooting their possessions.

If the facts are uncovered, it has a considerable impact on the relationship. Rather, it is not strange to be accused of violating police rights.

"It is true that they were wrongdoing, so there is no reason to be angry, even if they are ever thankful for revealing it. You should attend a grand dinner party here with no food on your face."

"I guess that's about as good as a boy to say. So, what are you going to do for dinner? I knew it, Jose. With your daughter?

"I can't go with Liquorice, so I think it's a good idea to ask your sister. Mother makes fringe attacks from around her depressing, and she's going to be amused and inciting."

Pais distorted his mouth slightly.

No matter how kind a mother is, it can be a bad habit to want to be actively involved in her son's romantic circumstances. She's a woman who can stand up for pleasure and flatter women of the right age.

First, when you take your mother, you are prone to create the misconception that you are free.

"Then you're going with Jose. Don't worry, I'm coming with you this time."

"Well, that's good."

Parents and children are invited to dinner parties.

Casserole's partner is naturally Anise. Children socializing with their parents, are usually more protagonists of their parents.

"Surely there's nothing to worry about. Boy's going, so there's always something wrong. I'm worried about the uncertain future. Come on. I'm not worried about what you need, I'm ready. Ready to get involved. The Admiral is very sad."

"Shiites, does that sound as if the cause of trouble is determined by me?

Say so. Come on.

Just because he's out of his mind, the boy stares at the squire chief.

Where the wind blows such a thing and in the end the decision of the adults determines the members of the dinner party.

The dinner party itself takes place after a preparation period of about a week.

The venue is the Lordship Castle of Rateshvar, alias with the Pirate Castle. This means that people close to each other will gather, so it is likely to look like a decision tournament for the Southern Valve.

A week later.

Pais and Jose had come to Rateshbal, Count of Ratesh, in remembrance under his mother's supervision. With my parents.

If you head out to the prominent castle, Coreton, the squire chief, will guide you to the venue as soon as possible.

Instructed ahead is a couple of organizers who should greet first.

With a growing belly, Serjan beside the earl dressed like a maternity dress with a serious face.

The two greeted each other with a quick and welcome greeting when they found the four members of the Mortairn family with the aim of coming.

"Welcome, Sir Mortairn. Welcome to your wife, too. Your sons and daughters are welcome."

"I appreciate your invitation. It hurts to welcome you and your wife together. I know we're good friends."

"Well, ho ho. The Mortairns are important customers. We will treat you with the utmost hospitality. Come on in."

Dinner party greetings begin with a social dictionary.

Once inside the decorated hall, the dinner party had already begun.

"Then we'll do as we're told."

"Yes, Father"

Socialize with the Pastry and Josephine youth groups and parting to the Caserol and Anise parents. This is the way it should have been.

The aim is to identify where the purpose of this invitation lies. Is it intended to be an approach to the Mortairn family, or is it a will directed at individuals such as pastries and casseroles? Is it also a ploy on the children responsible for the next generation?

If we don't figure out whose action against what it is, we won't be talking about it.

"We're out of time"

A familiar boy came to greet two of his sisters and brothers who were acting for such a purpose. A fellow warrior who raised his sword with Pais the other day. Uranta, Viscount of Bombino.

I've also seen him on the escort. Auxiliary Keraus. The Viscount's partner was an elderly lady whose lines were also conspicuous. A woman who is related to the Viscount family. It's called an aunt of relatives.

It is a violation of manners to speak from the bottom up in a social setting, but if it is also a greeting from the Viscount Bombino owner to the son of the Associate Baron of Mortairn, it becomes a very ordinary socialization.

"My Lord Viscount, it's been a long time"

"I'm out of time, but I'm glad you're looking good"

That's what I say and greet the two Mortairns.

In keeping with the socialization, Pace puts his right hand against his left chest and Jose gently picks his skirt and bends his knee.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you like this. Please, just like before, feel free to talk to me. Because I want the opportunity to talk to Lord Pastry and Miss Josephine, and it's like I joined you."

"I'm glad you said that."

I also thought it would be now for Uranta opponents, but Pace left Jose with the arrow side of socializing.

Pace takes a step back, and Jose responds about half a step forward.

Public discourse continues with no other love, making each other a pretty relaxed mood.

"This dinner party is with the celebration of the birth control of Lord Ratesh. This is how we rushed to celebrate the stability of the Earl's territory, which is in our interest."

"That's the same thing as home. The Count has been looking after us from day to day, so we came to celebrate the corner and the family."

"I see, it's busy in the street. Whatever it is, you better congratulate me a lot. Well, congratulations, Miss Josephine had a fiancée too."

"Huh? Really?

I accidentally replied with vegetables, Jose.

Shit, while I think about it, I can't take back what I said.

My own father is a strict lordship owner, so to speak of child distress. It's not strange that I'm doing enough to keep my daughter's friendship to ourselves, but I'm sure it's water in my sleeping ear even when I think about it.

The girl unexpectedly looks at Pace. Pais slowly shook his neck to the side.

"No. Sister Jose has no decided engagement so far. That's your first ear."

"Really? So you must have heard the wrong rumor. There was a hustle and bustle about your engagement to Miss Josephine, so I was just trying to make sure."

So far, Jose is free. At least, Pais and Jose haven't been informed.

Regardless of Jose, who is not very involved in government, it would also be difficult to talk about a friendship that can go ahead with even keeping it a secret from Pais.

"Yes, yes. Including that, there have recently been more refugees from Viscount Rehajic territory in our territory. Some of them have made false declarations that they belong to the Mortairn family… I'll look into it here, but I'd like you to be careful."

"Thank you for your generosity. Nevertheless, as far as I can tell, Lord Uranta seems busy."

"A delightful scream, it must be something. Keeping things busy makes me miss Lord Pastry from time to time when I meet him. I was busy at the time, but not from my difficulties."

"It was tough then..."

Once we start talking, we also play stories between our comrades who have deposited each other's backs.

The Viscount's stupidity that more occasions have recently been seen as Southern Valve Number 2, as well as the fact that the face of the dragon's teeth has been erected as a squire, will also exchange information.

Pais also told me about a recent incident in Ratesh territory. Naturally, the contents are pre-built. By now, Uranta unexpectedly expressed interest in the story when she told Uncle Ratesh that her father should have been warned.

"What is that... oh?

Plus, the arrow tip I was trying to hear the details.

Suddenly the corner of the venue began to panic. The annoying place is where Uncle Ratesh was supposed to be.

The figure of a woman who was said to be a female jewel. But it seems unusual. The moment it got into his eyes, Pais realized what had happened.

"Apparently, Uncle Ratesh has fallen."

The organiser's sudden coma.

After all, all concerned were given a sigh of relief that nothing was going to end.