Sweet Reincarnation

That's awkward.

"What?

"The Mortairns have found out how to separate themselves from the Huberleks."

"... so I told you to stop it"

The morning of Mr. and Mrs. Ratesh begins with a conjugal administration.

Today's errand comes from an unpleasant report from a subordinate. Mortairn's information was caught in the noisy eastern intelligence network. It's information you can't throw away.

"Are you going to retaliate for something?

"It's still okay. Because I was just trying to comfort and calm down a depressed girl. If your parents die, it's more natural to stay with your family for a while, isn't it?

Raytesh, Uncle Briosh, said, "Take it easy." In fact, so far, it's at a level where you can say anything, and the precision is, "What if I slow down at my parents' house once?" at the recommended level. Old man, until then when it comes to advice from kindness.

So there was nothing wrong, she said confidently. Because the thickness of this gall makes her a talented woman.

"That's right, but it's too blatant. Why is Rio in such a hurry?"

"... I'm in a hurry. It's the only thing right now."

In contrast, my husband, Serjan, can't be that optimistic. Sometimes I am slightly negligent in government, because I know more about the awesomeness of the Mortairn family than anyone else.

I can't get as cunning and cut as the fox and the fox can get into each other. Good splitting and squarely restrained attitude. The idea of thinking in two choices: fellow and enemy. I don't like the grey situation of being a buddy but conspiring to work. It would be the flip of my strengths as a samurai in a way.

"Is it the only time I can keep that boy inside me?"

"Yes. Now that the stalks of the Hubarek family are lazy and we have a single daughter. This is the only time. I wish I had a daughter three years early."

"Do we need to force that boy into custody? No, I know that boy in the Mortairn family is good. But as long as you can't help but burn your hands, another compromise would be fine. I don't know what the future is going to be like, so I might have a different chance first."

Serjan's opinion is commonsense.

It is better to wait for a chance while in an honest position than to plot until the Mortairn family has done some discrete manipulation that they will probably hate.

True. True as anyone would say, but it is also true that hopeful observations are past. As they say Lucky Goddess only has forehead, she doesn't necessarily have the next chance and do it. Uncle Ratesh is also a strong and cunning man in that regard. When it comes to this matter, as long as we wait for the next chance that is uncertain, we will certainly move to make sure that we do not miss this opportunity. Earl's house owner because he can do that.

Plus, there was a reason it had to be pastry.

"I've always laughed at Baron Mortairn as a fool."

"Ho."

"But you'll see when you try being a parent. The desire to brag about your child, the desire to give him something better, the disgust of the people who come to our child for money and power."

"... I know that."

"I could not compromise my marriage as Count Ratesh's head. Honestly, I was also prepared to not be able to get married. I don't want my daughter to think that, so it's weird that I want to find the best person to marry her as soon as I can?

"No."

Uncle Ratesh, for over a decade. Nearly twenty years if I was bad, I struggled without finding a partner. I didn't go. I was blasting through the back streets. Marriage and succession are overwhelmingly desired by everyone, but they cannot be met. It was mental distress to the point of nightmares. This hard work and hard work is not known to Serjan. I have no real sense of understanding.

There are a number of villains and dwarves who are after the royal family for the richest property of the Count Ratesh. There is no doubt that the next person to be targeted will be three daughters, more than the Count has successfully found someone to marry. In fact, I was even there before I was born to the guys who came by rubbing hands.

They also have the problems that contemporary Ratesh principals have been afflicted with. It is the natural movement of the mind that you want to take the lead before that happens.

Kindness I want to make sure my kids don't have that kind of struggle because the struggle was doubled.

"Then we just have to compromise where appropriate. I couldn't fail because I was alone in Rio, but I have three daughters. As long as one of the three wins, we can make a compromise."

"Is there more than that boy in that compromise? Take out the character of the house or something, and we'll be able to"

"... you're not here."

A person who is better at politics than Pais, bright in the military, strong in the economy, flexible in ideas, and has magical stunts. There's no way he's here. It's a delicacy for every tens of thousands of people at a time when magic can be used. A wizard as good at literary martial arts as Pais would be such a chance to say one every ten years, or no every hundred years.

"I have a cute daughter. I want to find my best son-in-law."

"I agree with that. If you've brought a strange man, you're about to slap the other man with this hand."

"In my case, I was able to establish a division of labour where I was in charge of politics and you were in charge of the military, but I'm not sure my daughters could do as much politics as I do. No, it's more likely you can't. Both politics and military have been entrusted to me, and I'm less interested in the property of the Uncle Ratesh family, and besides, it looks good. Magic aside, that boy is perfect. I want to use any hand for my daughter's sake."

The Count Ratesh family stands apart from the sea and confronts foreign forces. Situations are different from those of the other Border Bo houses that continue to deal with external enemies, but there are still parts of them that are militarily nervous.

I want my son-in-law to have the talent to lead an army more than she really gets licked in terms of women.

This alone is best paced. A great feat that does not allow other followers. Martial names that have begun to sound like other countries. Royal trust is also strong, a delicacy that combines personal skill with the vessel of a general.

If I can be welcomed into the Ratesh family, I can fully demonstrate the power of his boy. That's what's good for the Ratesh family and for Pais again. WinWin relationship. Yes, Uncle Ratesh thinks.

If you want to skip the romantic emotional aspect, it just doesn't end well.

"Whatever hand you use,"

"Yes, for my daughter, for the house. Whatever it is, I want to surround that boy with us."

"... don't feel complicated as a husband watching you get so obsessed with other guys"

"Oh, baked?

"Why don't you bake it?

"No."

Laughing lightly at each other for a conversation between a couple that stretches their tails, like a tear.

Now, even if you get your mind back on it, the summons of Miss Huberlek's home, which she had put on to the death of the former Uncle Huberlek, is a sign that she's going to fail.

Arrowheads began to argue about what hand to use next, then.

Coraton, the squire chief of the Ratesh family, has heralded the visit of Pais.

"In a minute?

He said, "If it doesn't work, I'll change the day."

"I don't mind. Let me get ready for the reception room. Treatment is the highest treatment. Serve him some new tea this year."

Since I have presented a bell later as a rash, I think it seems to be a rush. It's common sense to let the day change, but it doesn't make much sense to the Mortairns to buy time or anything.

Apart from that, the royal family gives instructions to treat the other four uncles in the same way when they arrive, so that they can quickly come up with ideas about the matter.

"What are you doing here?"

"That would be what we were talking about right now. I thought you came here to stab the nail not to make an extra mouth out of it.

"If you think about it normally, it is, but there are no examples (occasionally) of that boy coming and being normal. We need to at least be ready to fight something against them."

"Then let's bring up the rumbling on our territory against the Nottengeyer Chamber of Commerce. If the other one turns his blame on this one, this one blames the other one back."

"What if I told you it was legal?

"You can also say back that this matter is legal. So I can offset this one. Later, it will be possible to strike once the hand is drawn. Every one of them failed, so it didn't hurt."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Uncle Ratesh nods.

Even if Pais was unhappy that he was about to be separated from Liquorice this time, he had been treated by the Mortairn family, even as the Ratesh family. We see it as possible to reconcile each other appropriately.

If you're interacting between home and home, the key is how many cards you keep that you can counteract when they've accused you of doing so. Without this, you will need to spend money to forgive. Avoiding apologizing unilaterally is common sense in diplomacy.

Once some preparation and meeting is complete, the time of the bell will soon pass.

In the reception room, Pais was already waiting for him for tea.

"Thank you for waiting."

"No. You just recommended a seat, so I just got here"

"Yes, good. How about this year's new tea? Fits your mouth?

"Well done this year."

"There is also a new tea tasting, so keep it a secret until then. You're the reason I sent you out specially."

"It hurts to care."

It's a quick and just pre-emptive attack while the couple sit opposite Pais.

Exchange that if you are treating them with special favors, it will also be difficult to make blatant accusations. Uncle Ratesh looks at Pais, saying that he will come around. We face each other with a brilliant smile.

"Well, nothing else I asked you today. I wanted to talk to you about our engagement with the Huberleks."

"Oh, I wonder if they'll listen to me."

Uncle Ratesh smiled and struck his inner tongue.

I was still wondering if you could have been deluded with a little or soft-handed.

"If you ask, Lord Ratesh has also given Miss Liquorice“ disproportionate ”consideration. They recommended resting at home, didn't they?

"Right. Because I was sad when I lost my father, too. When a girl was grieving, I thought it best to stay with her family."

"Really? For your information, my mother told me that it's good to be with someone you can forgive when you're sad about losing someone close to you. So will my family, but you think it's good to be with your lover? In that regard, Lord Ratesh must have had a different situation."

"... right"

Pais also probably likes flirting, so he teases Uncle Ratesh.

Liquorice has a lover who says she is, but someone said that the situation would be different because she was alone without a lover at the time.

This sarcasm was intense, and it's also a reminder of who you think Serjan owes it to to to to be beside you. I can't help but notice that even a woman called a female fox has the strength to push back about three if I push one.

"In some of those circumstances, Liquorice also talked to the new Huberlek Borderline uncle, who said it would be better to heal her hearts beside me, not at home. She is still at home. Thank you on behalf of Licorice for your concern."

"Yes, if it's a Mortairn and Fuberlek arrangement, we won't have to pinch anything. I'm just advising you as the same woman, I care how many lovers' houses you stay in. Especially since my lover's parents and brothers can't even be crude. Even I've been depressed, so I think it's a good idea to let them spend time in their hometown so they don't have to worry about it? It would be more distracting to see more faces, wouldn't it?

"If you have fewer faces to see, you will chase them. Once you take your eyes off your grief, you should try to calm down and then turn your attention. Don't you think?

"I think it would be cruel to let you go through this once and for all."

"Is that advice, too?

"Advice from the same experience."

"I see. You say you should listen to“ elderly "advice"

"It will serve as your sister." Do you still think you're in there?

"" My father. "You'll be happy to hear it.

Uncle Ratesh manages to keep Liquorice away from Pace. Pace to deal with losing.

The phase remains the same, and these two exchanges are vain. A headache-grabbing conversation where we read each other's hands and break each other down.

If you want to translate the conversation between you two into a dirty book tone. Baba told me to shut up, who's Baba, this kid, in the form I said back. I wrapped it in an oblate, wrapped it in a sugar coat, and when it was beautifully wrapped and repaired, it became a conversation between the two of us.

Exchange between nobles. We don't pull a single step from each other.

But there's a trump card for Pais regarding this one.

"Yes, yes. I forgot to tell you, Liquorice officially married me the other day. Since you are already the daughter of the Mortairn family, let me agree with you that it is best to stay with your family in the corner."

"!? You should say congratulations. Nice wife. Nice to meet you."

He'll do it, and Uncle Ratesh put his strength into the grip.

I was going to know that the Mortairns were quick to hit everything, but I didn't think they were going that far. The best hand to counteract separation measures.

Originally, aristocratic marriages are naturally political marriages that emphasize the connection between home and home. Since the Mortairn family of the lower aristocratic barons receives the daughter of the upper aristocratic Borderline uncle, it must be a good reason for summary judgment in the sense of the bond of character.

Therefore, if the Mortairns were to maintain the momentum to set up a major pattern in the east and to revel twice in the short term, there would have been other good edge discourse, even if they had not chosen a house of declining influence. Even the Ratesh family is officially diagnosed. The shape that kicked it away without hesitation.

You can worry about us or a little bit, I regret it. Again, I still think I should have hit my hand sooner.

Serjan and others who were listening to the exchange, on the contrary, have a sense of praise.

A man who took care of his fiancée and shouldered his responsibilities. He was impressed by the fact that he was only the son of Baron Mortairn Casserole, who openly proclaimed himself his wife after a miserable marriage.

Most importantly, I can't say that as a Ratesh person.

"There was some point in serving mourning and I didn't have a reception, party, etc., but I've been asking His Excellency about it from day to day, so I thought it would be best to report it, so I asked him today."

"Oh, thank you very much for your kindness. Oh, ho, ho."

This gut-wretched earl is a gleeful place to say. I put it on the shelf that my belly was just as black, and I was thinking about countermeasures.

It doesn't make much sense to leave Liquorice at home than to be married.

Then there are two next steps to take. I will address my daughter as a sideroom, or I will arrange for her to be divorced.

Divorce work poorly can turn church power against enemies who do not approve of divorce by doctrine, so if you do it, it would be sideroom work.

"It was also hard to get married. Oh, that's enough for once. I'm going to be busy, and that's enough if Liquorice stays by my side."

"Welcome. I envy you for looking happy."

"Not to the two of you in the Ratesh family. I want to be an ideal couple to apprentice."

"Thanks"

But Pais took the lead and stabbed me in the nail.

Wanting to make Mr. and Mrs. Ratesh ideal is a good excuse for sideroom rejection.

The Ratesh family is female dominated. If your partner, Serjan, has a side chamber, it will always be a source of home disturbance and rubbing. It can also be said that powerful non-Ratesh relatives use Sergian to try to take over the Ratesh family, etc.

Now that the succession has already been born. The Ratesh family doesn't have the option of having a side chamber.

I know that, and I say I want to apprentice. The phase is unchanged.

"If you are also Sir Pastry-Mortellen, there are constant rumors of activity. Miss Liquorice, maybe it's hard to support her alone."

Still, it's Uncle Ratesh who doesn't give up.

"She's already my heart."

"Oh, my dear daughter is the type?

"We think she deserves it for the Mortairns."

"You deserve the Mortairn family? I wonder what that means."

The boy laughed when the Count thought that he had to use extraordinary means to do this, and so on.

A bad feeling runs to two of the Ratesh family.

"She's good at making sweets. I'm still practicing a little bit. Something like taking the initiative and researching new products from our home that seeks to make sugar manufacturing the main industry. Even for me, I'm proud that a woman who cooks well is my wife."

A good cook said it was my wife's condition.

Uncle Ratesh also tells me that we can't pull this off.

"Coincidence. I was just about to teach my daughter how to cook. I've never been able to do anything in this world."

"Right. But, with all due respect, can the Ratesh family make the treats we want?

"Of course. We can have any kind of talent. Teaching my daughter how to make sweets is easy."

If you say you can't do it, you won't need a daughter-in-law who can't cook in the future, which will be the reason for rejecting the side room.

One thing at a time, but it crushes the reason. And in the end, I ask you to marry the daughter of the Ratesh family. I was tempted to see if I needed a ten-year plan.

but Pais was Pais as usual.

"Then let's try it"

"What?"

"Set up a referee for a culinary battle. The Most Competitive Dessert"

"... I'm not sure."

Sudden leap. Uncle Ratesh was confused about what was going on.

"In the name of Pastry-Mil-Morthern. Apply to the Ratesh family for a culinary duel"

There was a nice smile on Pace's face.