Sweet Reincarnation

"Hey Dad, can I keep you?

"No."

"I'll take good care of you, and I'll take care of you."

"Not allowed. Bears that do not fear people, etc., are extremely dangerous. It's out of the question to keep a beast."

My daughter's cute (?) Snack.

As a casserole, I have some desire to allow it, but I still don't shake my head vertically because Pais has lectured me about the harm that beasts accustomed to people do when they grow up.

Even the protégé is a lord. I feel willing to protect the line to be protected, even if I have a gratuitous attitude towards my luke-eyed daughter.

Jose, who has always been through his snacks with this hand, assumed that all this time things were different than usual.

"Uh-oh... tell me something from Pais."

"I agree with my father. My family doesn't have the benefit of growing a bear. If you think about the possibility that a grown beast could strike a people or our people by mistake, there are only disadvantages"

"There are benefits to it!! So cute."

"If you want to have a game animal, there will be many other candidates. How about a newborn goat during this time?

"You can't be proud of such an animal!!

"It's a foolishness that I don't even think of as my sister that puts me in danger to brag about."

Because Pais is not as lukewarm as he can say with his mouth, so say Jose, they are all disadvantaged.

"I even thought of a corner name."

"What are you going to do with naming the bear you throw away?"

Now the swirling bear is connected to the back of the mansion.

I plan on releasing it from the realm to the other realm, or strangling it and furrowing it.

And it's Jose who's waiting hard.

He really wants to keep it, it sticks to stickiness.

And Jose is also a Mortairn son. If you turn to Zhu, you turn red, and if you turn to Mortairn, your belly turns black.

It makes sense not to hesitate to use weaknesses in your body.

"So can I pet Pais instead? I'll sleep with you every day and wash your body. I'll even let you get dressed."

"... Father, can I keep it"

"Here. Don't do anything out of style."

To my sister's insane hands, it was a paice that was about to give in, but Casserole recieves it with a bitter laugh.

He is a son with good procedures to the extent that he tries to protect himself to sacrifice a bear.

"Forget the joke, Father, I still think it's a lot of trouble to keep"

"I think so, too. As the lord of this house, keeping a bear is dismissive. This is the final decision."

The family must obey what the parents decide. If it goes against you, you should be sweet enough to be kicked out of the house.

This is the common sense of the Kingdom of God.

Casserole's decision to do this cannot be overshadowed by her selfish daughter. If you are dissatisfied, then you can only resist to such an extent that it creates a grumpy aura all over your body.

However, it is the nature of casserole that must not be forgotten. He's the father of such a fool that people laugh at him. My sweet youngest daughter's sad face has a cruel thing in her heart.

"... we can't, but we might be able to find a home to keep it."

"Huh!?

To his father's compromise, his daughter finds a glimmer of hope.

"Some houses will find advantages in keeping them, although they are useless lengths in our homes. For example, if a house needs to show martial arts, it's easy to understand that it keeps the beast away."

If you say it in the Mortairn family, it's like a hero statue of a casserole. Sometimes we need a publicity effect that can appeal objectively to the fact that the house is amazing.

For example, when a company appeals to its technical skills, if it is also a Nobel laureate scientist, it is easy for an amateur to understand the excellence of the company's research and development. Without it, a bipedal robot or a fully self-driving car would be an appeal. Our company is doing such an amazing thing, an easy-to-understand appeal. By casserole, I mean the power that others can think of as awesome.

The intangible image of this hand works advantageously in all respects as a nobleman so that a company would be advantageous in its recruitment and sales activities.

Military power makes heroes easier to understand than Nobel laureates, and a beast who keeps them better than robots. Let the beast be kept and beside him. What a very strong image.

As you can see, the Mortairn family has casseroles, so it's unnecessary, but there are times when a house without a hero needs an understandable appeal.

"Father, that may be true, but it will be dangerous when the bear grows. It will push you elsewhere."

"As we were about to do, we would let it go wild where it grew up. Right, how about using it on a wall along the border. If you banish to the border forest, you can create an inviolable, unarmed area that means the forest where the bear is."

"... it's the Herskivi family"

"Pais is a good guess."

Right now, the immediate desire for martial law as an intimidation against other houses is a freshly bequeathed and lickable house that has just changed territory and begun to deal with nobles of other countries.

If the Lord is young, so be it.

"At Sister Bibi's? There was a realm change, wasn't there?

"That's right. It turned into a frontier-guarding territory. Now is the time to beat so hard that the Kingdom of Siri is also very popular, but sooner or later it is decided to swing to regain its territory. As a Herskivi family, it would be better if there were more bills available. Beasts are dangerous because they attack people, but they can also be used against enemies. I don't care about the bait."

"If you want to keep it at your sister's, I can also go see Haku-chan occasionally!!

"Ku-chan?

"That kid's name. Isn't she cute?"

"You have a good sense of your sister's name."

In the end, a proposal was passed to deposit it in a relatives' house, although it would not be kept in the Mortairn family, in the product of a thoughtful compromise on casserole. A compromise between the two sides has been reached in that Jose can also go to see him.

And this negotiator is Pais for some reason.

"I asked for it."

"... ok"

The unscrupulous gesture is the home style of the Mortairn family.

Quick the next day.

Bearing Jose's expectations, Pais visits the new Herskivi territory once via the Hubarek territory.

There are two young newcomers for you. Corona from the House of Herskivi and the vacant batchley of hands.

They're both from good households, so compared to a few people who still don't study etiquette enough, that they can still safely take them out. People from the civilian class of the village, like Jome and Bio, regardless of their ability part, are neglected of courtesy and aristocratic common sense. The aristocrats also had the fear of speaking with their mouths.

In that regard, coronas from the aristocracy and batchleys from the squire have at least a degree of aristocratic common sense to which they do not coarsely relate.

The new Herskivi realm, which followed such a offering, was a lush land.

It is an area with several large woods, and it is said to have been an almost untouched and untouched part of the old Lutroot territory.

The land was originally left to the House of Herskivi for the reason that there was territory along the forest and they would be good at forest protection.

"Nice view."

To the words of the batch, Pais nods too.

"I envy the land being rich. Precipitation will be fine for this minute, and it seems suitable for agriculture. It's very different from ours."

"Isn't agricultural production up at home?"

"There is also a limit to covering all the water in a reservoir. Sooner or later it will be a blow to the head. We think it might be a good idea to create a division of labour system with the eastern side as a priority agricultural area and the mainland as an industrial area."

"Heh."

The batch seemed apt for internal affairs in one way or another, and I just started learning to work under Slavomir, agricultural administrator and livestock number.

The direction of interest is also biased towards agriculture, probably because experience is biased there.

Let Pais also talk about future governance policies in order to raise future young people.

Former Liptauer territory. This is now incorporated into Mortairn territory, which the whole family calls the Eastern Region. If you cross the mountain range, the environment changes, and this place is blessed with rainfall compared to the old Mortarn territory, and the rivers are flowing, so agriculture is relatively easy.

So, the whole area in one city. There are opinions on whether to open a large direct farm as an administrative area to serve as a grocery bank for the Mortarn family, and whether the mainland of the former Mortarn territory should create a city of commercial and industrial entities, starting with sugar, liquor and confectionery making. Mostly from Pais.

Attempts at territorial division of labour. Whether it works or not is currently under investigation for impact.

"That's a tough land to attack. It's easy to protect."

"They want to build a fort on the border of the realm, but they also rub it around the house that it's hard to maintain it. Unlike before, the military burden seems to have increased considerably for dealing with external enemies as well. If it's not an easy land to protect, it could break fast."

"Ha."

"It is economic power that underpins military power. Colo, learn to have an economic perspective as well as a military perspective. Did Koan dot that?

Corona is only a soldier from a military family whose gaze of sight is severely biased against the military. My boss, Koanthro, is a former mercenary, just like Shiites, and I have some accommodating and flexible thoughts, but it's hard to ask Corona for them. It is better not to have an experience that has no money and feels sad, but it is also a valuable experience in the sense that it has an economic perspective. Shiites and Koans have that. But that's why I can't even bother telling you to get poor.

The new green, which is likely to be eye maintenance, is also seen from her eyes as a land that is difficult to set up a fire gauge and difficult to attack when hidden.

I was deposited with the Mortairn family to soften this kind of hard thinking, so I'm still going to have to study.

Anderton, the territorial capital of the new Herskivi territory.

It is a village that gathers migrants from the former territory of Herskivi, with a population of about sixty. More than half of them are relatives and members of the Herskivi family, so as soon as Pais and the others enter the village, people who look familiar to Pais and Corona's face make a scene.

"Corona, it's been a while."

"Well done!! You got a tough face, you got a bigger smile."

About a few meters away, I can hear you in a friendly manner. Anyway, including the notoriety that beat up my fiancée, Corona is a celebrity of the Herskivi family.

Rather, a rare sight was seen of Pace treating it aside.

The batch of air handling honestly mouths what I thought with fresh feelings about how it was going.

"Colo is very popular. Amazing."

"This is crazy, batch. Don't call me Colo."

Pais laughed at Corona, who obviously looked disgusted.

"Now it is. Colo's nickname already got citizenship in our house. Anyway, Dad approved, right?

"Dear Pastry, could you at least at least accommodate that call in the House of Herskivi"

"If Colo can take a more easy-going attitude, you don't mind, do you?

"Yes, we will do the best we can."

"... Sounds impossible"

Eventually the disturbance was conveyed or a familiar face came out of the mansion about inside the village to pick him up.

"Lord Pastry, you've come a long way. Let's welcome it. I'm glad you came all this way."

"My brother-in-law is no different. We apologize for any inconvenience caused by your sudden visit"

Hands wide apart and welcoming Pais at the front entrance in front of the mansion is Hans, the head of the House of Herskivi.

Behind it stood a few squire figures who had also seen Pais several times, whether it was an escort or not.

Even though there are relatives, if someone from another house is coming, there must be one of the guards in case. Correct response.

In the case of the Mortairn family, it was unreasonable that the person to be escorted was the strongest, so the customs of that hand are not very rooted. And go on for two generations.

"No, you're always welcome to be a Mortairn. Corona's looking good."

"Yes, it's been a while"

Corona and Hans have similar atmospheres due to their blood connections.

The same is true of being taller than average, and there was a good similarity in the body and in dealing with it with a certain sense of distance.

If we were to mention more in common than anything else, we would both have a similar sword Dako in the exact same position. I don't like what you do.

"It would be rude to stand here and talk, so please go inside"

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you"

When Pais and the others entered the mansion, they still smelled brand new.

If you ask, it's finished and there won't be long, and the Mortairn family is the second customer to build a new one.

"Who was the first?

"I can't tell you that now. But Lord Pastry knows it too."

"Ho."

A nobleman full of the House of Herskivi too. There are many cases where visitors want to talk confidentially, so if you want to keep a secret about your guests, you also need techniques to ask them out. On the surface, for example, there were people from hostile factions, and if you can get any information, diplomatically, it's quite an accomplishment. Hans' mouth should be strong, too.

Who is the person who interrupted the new building of the House of Herskivi before us? As for Pais, I was curious, but before I heard that, I was put through to the reception room.

"Well, sit down and take your time. I can't really make a good cup of tea because of the move."

"Don't worry about me, brother-in-law. I had a suggestion today."

"Hmm, a suggestion from the Mortairn family. Honestly, if you don't have to ask, that's the best peace."

"Well you didn't say so. I won't let you lose it."

The Mortairn family is some noisy and troublesome house, even from the first generation of casseroles. As for Hans, the fearful wife who understands it “with herself”, I'd rather focus on relieving the realm than deliberately sticking her neck into the commotion.

"So what can I do for you today?"

"I'm going to tell you straight to the point. Brother-in-law, would you like to hire a caution stick at the Herskivi house?

"Careful stick?"

"Yeah. You don't need a salary, you can hire just food and shelter coverage. Far stronger than normal humans, and most humans have a stick of caution enough to slip their hips and escape."

To Pais's suggestion, Associate Baron Herskivi looked strange.

That would be the case, too. There's nothing frigid about talking about awesome caution sticks that can be hired without money hanging.

"What is that..."

To hear more, it was when Hans started talking.

Suddenly the door to the room is knocked in a hurry.

Men who are surprised at what's going on.

It was two women standing where I opened the door.

"Sister Bibi, and... Sister Bibi?

Two of Pace's sisters were there.