Sweet Reincarnation

"Fuck, kill him!!

Several men armed without a full body gap crawl in front of just one child.

The weapon was destroyed and, obnoxiously, the tendons on both legs were cut off and he could not move.

There is no way to do this and the men who scream at me to kill me with their mouths full of words.

"Do what's stupid. You went out of your way to get him to throw up a corner mastermind, didn't you? My struggle waited so hard to let my mouth slide off guard. You're gonna ruin it."

"Why!! Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Insufficient information. You can lend your father's magic to blood wizards. No matter how tightly I tied him up, it was useless. Did you think I'd listen if I shielded my mother? Or is it insurance against my father? If you leave me and my mother alone, my father will do the same."

Pais, too, already knows that he was guessing. I played a weak child and pretended to be frightened by anxiety and fear, so I gathered the necessary information, so I definitely did it first.

Although it seemed unexpected that Anise, who was with him, was only serious about sheltering Pais and crying because Pais' acting was so imminent.

"But is the Holy Nation finally serious, too? This looks like we're gonna have to hit it."

Boy's solo. When the content was quite noisy, there was no such thing as noticed.

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A royal wedding celebration. This is to be attended by all the nobles of the Kingdom of God.

Celebration of the home we should serve. Such as those who do not celebrate, even if they are found guilty of disrespect, they cannot be opened up.

"Kuku, you still don't seem to be joining the Mortairn child. Fathers don't care."

A man laughs.

This man, who is failing to make a serious face, is the contemporary Baron Hodged. A house that has served as a foreign affairs valve for generations and was once described to the Count. He has been demoted for allegedly infiltrating hostile forces such as the Holy Nation and the Kingdom of Siri in earlier wars.

Foreign affairs nobles, whose main task is diplomacy, have the task of standing between other houses and others, including in the country. Arbitration and negotiation between conflicting interests requires as calm a third party as possible.

Conversely, however, it also means that foreign affairs work always requires others.

What they most abhor about making foreign affairs a business is that there is no room for negotiation or arbitration at all. The loss of existential significance.

Speaking of recent examples, the great nobility of the Kingdom of Siri has been crushed. This has led to the collapse or apoptosis of several foreign affairs nobles. The Baron Hodged family is one of them.

Because the fundamentals of the problem had been resolved vividly, the need for arbitration had also disappeared beautifully.

"It feels good. If you need anything, you sword-wielding fool. If they put their swords at themselves, they'll cry at us."

As a common sense of nobility, you need something in return when you ask for it. Therefore, there are many foreign affairs valves whose main task is to associate with one another, and depending on our talent, we can create both a single and a lid of property.

What is surplus or cheap in the Kingdom of God, and what is needed in other countries. Delight in giving these things, and receive them of high value in the country instead. Close to trade, but the exchange of gifts and etiquette is a basic activity of foreign affairs, and foreign affairs aristocrats with taste sometimes gain tremendous wealth in a generation.

From day to day, we hang out closely with the family, and when problems arise, we talk and explore compromises. Trust is needed to negotiate, and it is no exaggeration to say how much trust we build with many people is our strength as foreign affairs aristocrats.

Virtual enemies bordering on the border and aristocracy linked to the past are prone to quarrels (seemingly) between the opposing parties, so it is the foreign affairs job to mediate peacefully. Intermediaries are also the first thing we can do with the trust of both sides.

In other words, connectivity is the golden vein.

The smile of a social occasion is one of the tools of commerce.

"Sounds like fun, Baron Hodged"

"This is Sir Abert-Vetzen, it's been a long time"

There were those who spoke up to Baron Hodged, who smiled 20% more than usual. You can say he's still young. The man is a heavy town of the Duke of the Military Valve. He was Aberto, the son of the Viscount Vetzen family.

He had a silver cup in both hands and was offering one, so the baron receives the one offered. The contents were wine.

"It's been a while. I'm sure I've seen you before..."

"Six months ago, I guess. I greet you with my daughter at the ball."

"It was. How is your son?

"Let's see. Sir Vetzen would like to see you again, and I am well received. Why don't you see him again, if you don't mind?

The baron sips a sip of wine. It seemed like a good wine, enjoying the harmony of acidity and tannins.

Baron Hodged positively has four wives and five daughters alone. This is because, as a foreign affairs aristocrat, marriage is very helpful and leads to the prosperity of your home. For a long time, this house has been blessed with lots of children.

I also run the risk of getting my leg pulled by the fall of my wife.

It is the Baron's hope that one of them is just about the year old and wants Aberto, who is here, to marry him.

Speaking of the Viscount Vetzen family, a finger fold among military houses. There are many places where I try to push my daughter against my daughter-in-law just because she is in a key position as a central army staff officer. The Baron Hodged family is one of them.

"If there is hope from the Baron's son, it is not a bluff."

"Oh, I'm glad. As a father, I wanted to support my daughter in her love affair."

The two conversations are conversational. If you could do one of the social codes, you wouldn't be here.

For a while, the chatter continues with each other. Things have been getting noisy lately, or do you think the surrounding foreign countries seem to have a sense of crisis about the increasing power of the Kingdom of God? Diplomats and military personnel have something in common in that they see enemy countries as a threat in their foreign policy. To the point where I couldn't say hello for a second, I was talking in.

"Oh, my lords, you seem to be playing."

"This, my lord Kadrecek"

The Kadreček family has just recently been replaced. The new principals worked well in the late thirties, but there is still little familiarity in the center because they have long been drawn to the territory and hung up on the territory management.

Aberto of the Viscount of Vetzen is one of the few known friends for the new Duke of Kadrecek. Years are not so far apart, and I have known him for a long time as the belly of the former Duke.

Baron Hodged speculates that it is for that reason that he has heard from the Duke.

"Are you both talking about the same thing?

"It's a natural thing. Pretty good."

"Well, should I have left it red, not white... by the way, Sir, did they say hello to His Royal Highness the Prince?

"No, not yet"

I'm the guest of honor at this party. First of all, guests give preferential greetings, such as being ambassadors of various countries or at the head of the Episcopal Church.

It is common sense to say how the Viscount and the Baron say hello only after the guests have greeted them.

At first glance, it seemed that the greetings of our guests had just come to an end.

"Right. I'm gonna go say hi now, but why don't you come with me?"

"It's an honor. Then let us be with you, sweetened by your words."

People in their lower capacity tell me that they don't have the manners to speak up in a social setting, except to greet the guest of honor in a celebratory setting. Besides, there's nothing wrong with greeting a prince from a duke. Instead, it would be better to stay without saying hello, a gap where unwanted ploys and stories are put in suspected of being unfriendly.

Show the next king and those who support him that it is the honeymoon before the ambassadors of all nations are present. This is also part of politics.

"Your Highness."

"Hmm? Oh Lord Kadrecek, and you're Sir Vezen and Lord Hodged."

"Ha, we would like to congratulate you on your marriage."

"Thank you. I'm glad the Duke celebrates like no other."

"The prince was also married to a beautiful companion. From now on, Princess Wang, we will support you."

"I asked for it. But, Duke, praise my wife like that, and you're jealous of the lord's wife?

"This is it. Your Royal Highness is a bad man."

Prince and Duke exchanging greetings. These are the two people who exchange words. Straight words from the lower-ranked cannot be given until they are forgiven. Or do you speak from the prince?

After a conversation with one duke, the prince gave his voice to Viscount Vetzen, distracted.

"Speaking of which, Sir Vetzen, I hear Sir's been behaving like a rare treat to his guests lately."

"Ha."

"Then I'll show you one good thing"

With that said, the prince gave instructions to the samurai. Bring that, he said.

Brown treats were brought to me some time later. It's shaped like a large grain of beans, with a sweet smell. What's strange is that it's not just sweet, it's another strange fragrance. It's not honey, it's not just caramel. A fragrance that makes your body hot even in the fragrance.

Whatever this is, the men twist their necks.

"At the Viscount's, you serve the sweets we call Amando Caramelize."

"Yes, sir, to the left."

"Then you should try it. Amando Caramelize Chocolate. It's different from Sir's confectionery."

The prince recommended me, and it's awkward not to eat and shy away. The Viscount takes a grain and puts it in his mouth with a smile on his face.

The Duke of Kadreček and Baron Hojd also imitate it.

"Ho."

"Mmm."

All the same, I roared.

When you eat, the bitterness that spreads. And the sweetness that strikes it off instantly. This harmony fills your mouth with the aroma of fried almonds.

It's just another different flavour from sugar-coated confectionery, making it a noble nobleman and eating it for the first time. For those who only have the image of sweetness anyway when it comes to confectionery, it was a dish to taste surprise and freshness.

"Delicious, Your Highness."

"Sounds like it fits the Duke's tongue. How about the Viscount?"

"I think it tastes very good. The boulder is His Highness. Our sweets are not enough."

"Ha, I'm glad Sir Nowhere else tells you.... So what did the Baron think?

The tingling air flowed.

The baron, who sensibly felt it, answers correctly his residence.

"The deliciousness of Your Highness's confectionery, I wonder if the Spirit in Heaven has descended."

"Right."

"Yes, my minister is also proud to say that his tongue is fat, but this confection is the first time I have eaten it in my life. The wonderful confectionery that you have made in your mouth lies in the glory of the last generation."

The baron is also a commercial tangerine. There is no reluctance or hesitation in praise. I praise you exaggerated just wondering if this is still the case.

The prince, listening silently to it, nodded softly.

"Hmm... so, actually, there's someone I'd like to introduce to the Baron"

"What?"

"Whoever invented this confection must say hello to the Baron. You don't mind, do you?

"Yeah, yeah, yes"

On the prince's face, there's a grin. Except for the obvious makeup smile.

The Baron perceives that the clouds are gradually becoming suspicious.

The prince called me here with one boy and a magnificent man.

Seeing both of them, the Baron turned his face bright blue.

"Baron Hodged, you look good"

Words hung from a magnificent man contained sarcasm on tap.

A man who can speak from himself to the baron. No, I don't need any reluctance from everyone here in the venue, just one.

King Carrison, that was the man.

"Heh, sire!!

"When I heard you were here, I thought I'd introduce you. This is the one who invented the confectionery you ate.... you don't have to say your name, do you?

The boy and the baron's eyes meet.

In the sight of a seemingly vicious and strong-willed boy, the baron has just the power to be pressured.

"Hey, why..."

"This is the first time I have seen His Excellency Baron Hodged. Baron Mortairn Casserole is the only child, my name is Pastry. Apparently, Mother and I received your kind invitation, so I wanted to thank you very much."

"Stupid, why are you here..."

Baron Hodged wolfed brilliantly.

My son, who uses painting magic, should have quarantined with his mother. There should have been some contact that it worked. Nonetheless, I am here. Besides, I care about the king.

This means that you are completely discovered what you have done.

"What's wrong, Baron, don't you look pale"

"What? No, you know, maybe I'm a little tired. I've been having a cold lately."

Try to fix the spot with the king's words. But the Baron doesn't notice.

No, I noticed, but it's late.

To say that it is the Duke of Kadrecek and Viscount Vetzen who are around me. These are the chief executives responsible for “policing” in the country.

Why did the two military-headed men bother to greet themselves? Now I realize this was a trap that caught me off guard and fitted in.

"Is it a cold? I don't think so. Sir has a pile of work to do. Hey."

In the short words of the king, armed Kingsguards were gathered at some point. Their eyes were sharp as eagles, and there was such a dangerous atmosphere that they were likely to say that if they showed a slight suspicious move, they would smash them to death.

"Take Baron Hodged to his special room."

"Ha ha."

On the king's life, two Kingsguards hold both sides of the baron. It was an obvious line to drag him as he was.

It goes without saying that a special room is a room with an iron lattice.

"At all, those who want to pull people's legs, don't gush out any more"

The king sighed.

When you pride yourself on excellence but are unable to adapt to changes in the surrounding environment. Those who are unable to reflect tend to shift blame for poor factors that have changed the environment.

If you're a farmer, you say it's bad that it doesn't rain, if you're a merchant, you say it's bad that the market was rough, and the shaken say they don't have eyes on you. And those who lose their gold pulse say the guy who did the extra thing is bad.

I would never consider myself inactive or fail to act appropriately. Consider that everything would have gone well if it had even rained, and that the Golden Vein would have continued to loot forever in the future if there had been no extra interference.

There are many hands like this out there. Even if we were now able to adapt successfully to the environment, if the environment changes, the people in this hand spring up at any time. Such a disgusting sigh of death.

"Your Majesty, when I see one pest, I say think there are thirty."

"Ha ha, you're spicy for your age. And apparently, you've spotted my thoughts."

Exchange between Carison and Pais. The boy was in conversation with the king without any uncle.

The Duke and the Viscount are often surprised.

"I am afraid to discern His Majesty's deep concern. But at one end of your mind, I know that this matter has helped you."

"Hmm, shall we declare it here?"

The king, who seemed somewhat puzzled, proceeded to a height of the room as he gathered the eyes of the nobles. Follow the Kingsguard in a grand manner and make a scene around.

"Quiet."

Short or low, it was a good word to go by.

There is no shortage as the king of a nation to surround itself with the wind.

"Let everyone know. The son and wife of the Baron Mortairn family were captured by the man of the Holy Nation"

The eyes of the nobles turn simultaneously to the casserole. Or look to those who have ambassadors of the Holy Nation.

I have caught your attention with a flashy attitude, but I just heard about the situation with the casserole.

"Fortunately, both the wife and child escaped safely. Whatever it takes to catch the Holy Nation."

The voices around me bothered me. It is also important that the people of the Holy Nation grab the nobility of the kingdom, but they do so much. Preparations should have been made carefully. Despite this, he was able to escape. It is natural to make a scene with an interest in what happened.

"This is an obvious hostility to our country. The rest is hereby declared. Trying to get the right reward for outrageous deeds."

The king shook up his fist.

And I waved it down in the mood as it was.

"I declare war against the Holy Nation"

The beginning of autumn.

It marked the beginning of the dispute.