Sweet Reincarnation

The southern part of the Kingdom of God was disturbed.

If we trace the cause, it is because the most important person who should carry out the cover-up is known to be unable to move in a detour and the imminent danger of his life.

A key figure is Brioche, Count of Ratesh. A life crisis is a triplet pregnancy.

Though the Kingdom of God is wide open, there are no midwives or other women who will surely take up the triplets and keep both mothers and children safe, not to mention that on the day when it comes to the first birth, and even higher nobility, besides the elderly birth, any skilled person will want to escape thoroughly.

If you fail, you may be guilty not only of yourself, but even of a clan royalist kinsman. If we succeed, we will undoubtedly be promised the reward of breaking the law and the best glory in the world, but no one has the arms and experience to match it. It's a madman's business to throw away a red flag against someone who's tempered for triple roles.

Something whose arms may be immature only in such a way, although the famous object raises a large number of names. As an Earl family, it takes the form of a great deal of difficulty.

Okay, this commotion. In an instant it spreads all over the country, and at the end of the day, the hustle and bustle propagate to other countries, so we cannot even sit back. The country's centres and heavy towns also moved and began to explore the art of quelling fires.

In ruling, first of all, an arrow of white feathers stands to be the person responsible for the important role.

The person is a boy, slightly nine years old.

Even though he is young, he has already cited the military merit of piracy crusade, an aristocrat among the nobles who is widely known as a brilliant figure in the country. Generations of sarah bread.

The name is Uranta-Mille-Bombino.

Traditional nobility dominates the southern streets, making it the No. 2 of the southern valves. Usually operates six platoons of three hundred and eleven men. Maximum mobilized strength is approximately two thousand. The Viscount Bombino family, also one of the best landlords in the South, holds the number of ships after Uncle Ratesh, leading up to maritime warfare.

It is one of the oldest houses to exist in the Kingdom of God and a famous family that inherits tradition and format to this day.

If we were to temporarily rule the southern valves on behalf of Uncle Ratesh, there would be no more qualified than he.

This house is in a position where many things are convinced.

However, the person of the moment of significance now had serious problems.

"Huh."

The sound of sighing.

I sat in the office chair, and there was a parchment on the desk with an important report, but it didn't show anything in his eyes.

I've been sighing a lot since earlier in a mood such as not here.

Thanks to this, about a few of my men with troubled faces are accumulating in the room.

"Hey, what happened to our general? I have a report for you, don't I?

"I don't know either. I've been doing that since before."

The Viscount Bombino family was temporarily in danger of crushing your home. It was a tradition and a proud house that served as a miraculous midlife under the great work of the contemporary Viscount Bombino and has now gained momentum to drop flying birds.

That is the official position.

Although it contains some exaggeration and hustle and bustle, it is true that Ulanta excelled and actually freshly fought martial arts. In addition, it was actually visible and medium entertaining, and its merit is precisely a feat.

From a human being who doesn't know the details behind the situation or the facts, it looks like a rare generation genius with nothing lined up.

For this reason, the imagination arises that you must have an epic concern for the deeply troubled Lord, who now sighs.

I am perplexed that I should not disturb my lord's far-reaching thoughts, and that is the current state of affairs that is behind me.

Around the rush, a short-minded executive yelled into the clerk's office.

"However, how long does it take to report a liquor store fight!!

What jumped in was a woman with such a loud voice that her ear eardrum was about to tear.

Previously, Nildia, a former mercenary regiment leader with the alias Sea Serpent, was hired from the merits of the pirate crusade, promoted from a high level of competence and deposited with the Sixth Platoon.

"Sister."

"Captain Nildia"

I just saw her as the squire was happy.

For better and for worse, the simple summary execution of things is the captainship of the Creed.

Apart from the sixth, someone who can solve the glued condition of today, which was sophisticated due to tradition and which the classy squire was reluctant to do.

It was only natural that he was welcomed to visit.

"Admiral, don't get bogged down for long. Even though I'm busy under other circumstances, it won't be a job for you. [M] Be sure!!

"... Mr. Nildia. Knock, knock."

"The door broke. Good. Just listen to them. I'm not free either."

The power of Nilda the Sea Serpent. Awesome.

I wasn't wrapping up the tough, crude people on Dada, but the dear young squire I was hearing behind me, etc., was so much appreciated.

Nonetheless, Uranta responds with a raw reply and listens to the reports of his men.

"We have agreed on a substantial review of the previous arrangements for the tariffs on Sir Batts and Associate Baron Aurorgo, which we have just arranged"

"Really?"

"The harvest prospects at Garamets are expected to be slightly lower than in previous years. The fertility itself is going well, but there seems to be an effect of Viscount Rehazik's imposition of an unscrupulous harvest before"

"Really?"

"There was a quarrel at the Nylier tavern, three wounded. Two of us got involved in an irrelevant case. The first guys on patrol responded, detaining the fool who injured others. I'm talking about having my head cooled down in jail for about three days and letting it go."

"Really?"

Even if I start listening to reports, Uranta's reply doesn't really sound good.

Whatever you say, the sky above. I suspect you're listening.

In this situation, your subordinates also recognize the problem with the boulder.

I got out of the office and started discussing measures with people gathered in separate rooms.

At the beginning of the measures, first of all, the recognition of the current situation and the investigation of the causes.

"Whatever you think, it's awkward to be in a situation where you leave your government as it is now"

"Right. Master Uranta is still nine, no matter how good he is. It's hard to do everything perfectly. After all, the fact that you were ordered to soothe the faction about Uncle Ratesh is pretty heavy on you, isn't it?

"I see."

A large faction of thousands of ancient mighty people (Furuwamori) in Haichiyama, as well as old (candle) aristocrats in training maneuvers.

If you think the struggle to put it together is still on the shoulders of young humans, you should also guess the pressure.

There were many people in this opinion who nodded greatly, but some who differed. Mainly those who fought pirates under Uranta's command.

"You're not. That's too sweet a look at the Admiral. That guy is under heavy pressure that his house is crumbling and he will never lose on a cliff of absolute destiny. Besides, he's in the first line, and he's the one who didn't lose the pressure. Just because you're dealing with those jizzy people, you're not a soft person to be crushed by pressure. You don't cry, you don't shudder."

"Then what is it? Is there any other reason?

"Even with all that grumbling, there was a gavel in the story itself. Maybe you don't think it's important for him to report us right now. More importantly, I'm haunting my head."

"So our story, etc. is judged a minor story, is it? What's so important about plaguing Master Uranta? After all, isn't that a roundup of the southern valves?

At present, Viscount Bombino's territory is developing remarkably.

As for the two main roads on the southern streets, which have recently become officially under jurisdiction, it is literally because Zakuzak and Kim are coming in, and with that, several projects that have been pending have proceeded in parallel.

of ships that have been deceiving for a long time, major renovation works. Construction of a newly-built ship that has been dropped off due to financial difficulties under imminent necessity. Major harbor dredging. Renovation of existing facilities for shore protection work. Re-establishing the streets. Subsidy benefits to commercial related and industrial promotion. propaganda campaign to each port in the alienated territories. New and opening of agricultural land. Test cultivation of new crops of foreign origin. Budget increase to academic and magical research.

He also began to rebuild connections to acquaintances and kinship relatives who had become marginal.

If which is important, it is all an important project.

If you want to bother your head, you can choose any one you want.

There is also the opinion of those who are familiar with how Uranta is doing, and the conclusion that Uranta is filling her head with what only matters.

But even if the argument is disputed, it doesn't end up deciding what Uranta values and worries about.

As long as I know that, I can take care of it, and my men worry about it, yeah.

"Arrange the geese necks, how dare you skip them? If you're sagging, why don't we just get you back to work? Ahem?"

If my men are gathered together, naturally my boss will also notice.

Light nildas, etc. of footwork interrupt the wheel with a zuke.

"No, you're not. We were talking about something the Admiral might be worried about."

"Yes, Captain Nilda. I hope Master Uranta is full of heads for something important. I wish I could know what that is and help even though it is slight...... it never means savory or anything, just that special training!!

"We work hard for Master Ulanta!!

Men in a hurry to make excuses.

"... if you think about what you're dabbling with Gdagda, that's not going to get you down. You'll soon know what the Admiral's troubles are."

About the grand discussion of my men. Nilda says she is confidently conclusive, even as a captain.

"What the hell is going on?

No matter how many people got together, the problem was inconclusive.

Nilda laughs and shows off her answers.

He said, "Oh, my God, he's in love."

"Huh?!

My men raised their barbaric voices.

For various reasons, those who were surprised that the story of Uranta being in love was too abrupt. Who was surprised that Uranta, who is said to be a gifted child, was worried about the outgoing normal. Or someone who was surprised that romantic expressions such as love came from a gorilla woman who also had tight muscles.

Even if there was a difference between each, it didn't change to surprise, and the raised voice played the harmony beautifully.

To the same chant, Nilda nearly held her ear.

"Ugh. If you're going to make a scene, be quiet."

"No, but Mr. Tsubaki. Are you serious about being in love?

"That Master Uranta? Who are they?!

Men making noise at the same time.

"In the meantime, aren't we talking about going to Uncle Ratesh's and coming back? It's been happening ever since. Something must have happened at the dinner party."

"What happened?

"You don't know me, though. Ask Keraus. He was stuck with the Admiral at the dinner party, wasn't he?

When Uranta was at the dinner party, she was accompanied by an adjunct accompanying her escort.

I didn't join you, so ask your aides for more information, and the captain pushes his men aside.

"Captain Nilda, as a matter of fact, assuming you're in love, do you know who you're dealing with?

"This is a good idea. Probably a Mortairn lady."

"On what grounds? Are you sure?

"I'm not licking it. He's a woman. Though it would be well founded."

"Huh? Woman?

Nilda snorts absurdly as she kicks the back of one of her rude men.

"Well, if you're so suspicious, I'll show you proof."

"Evidence? What kind of evidence do you have for trouble?

"Look, look. If what the Admiral is worried about is really what I expected, we'll have a little conversation from now on, and he'll change the color of his eyes."

That sounds funny.

The captain enters the office with refreshment.

There was the appearance of a boy lord in wonder, unchanged in phase.

"Admiral, do you have a minute?

……

"Shit, dude, how long are you scared?"

"Hmm? Oh, Mr. Nilda. Please knock."

"That's why I am. More than that, it's a deafening story."

"Really?"

Despite Nilda's forceful conversation in such a way that she looks intimidated, she sees no upset in Ulanta. Instead, it even looks calm with the wind blowing.

It would be great if this was a grand attitude in ordinary times, but a situation that would worry me if I were simply letting my feelings fall somewhere.

Unfortunately, the latter is extremely likely.

"Ananmanav, you know the Holy Nation, right? This country is next door across the Keresupa Sea to the south."

"Right."

"There's a wizard there who can use magic whether it's cure or cure. The saints who were coming to the harbor told me, so there's a good chance. If you can bring him in, if you call him for treatment, he'll sell you a big favor to Uncle Ratesh.

"Right."

I still have a faint reaction.

At this point, it's like an approximate human being imagined that he wasn't worried about the Southern Valve's collapse or Uncle Ratesh's pregnancy.

Nilda tells her own lord the truth as she smokes her abusive heart.

"So we're going to go to another country. Naturally, something unforeseen happens to him. Don't you think it's safe to let the Admiral's handlers handle this?

"Mortairn?!

The Viscount Bombino family was sometimes badly fallen at one time, and there are few things that can be relied upon as handouts. We are now in the process of reorganizing the network of contacts and the system of cooperation of that hand, but it is the current situation that we have not yet been able to relate enough to be able to call it trustworthiness because many elephants come by being fished by gold and rights.

Especially when it comes to military and foreign affairs aspects, it's about the Uncle Ratesh family you can count on. I'd rather use another handover than the Gotagota of the Ratesh family of ours.

If the Viscount Bombino family manages to be a convenient match in the present situation, it will be about the Mortairn family, who are personally close.

"The messenger can go if he wants. I know a lot about neck hunting, and I know a lot about that kid over there. But if it's an important task, the Admiral will go out on his own..."

"I'm going!!

The momentum of eating Nilda's tail restores vitality to Uranta's eyes.

Still cold red upper moon winter.

Spring hunches descended on the Bombino family.