Sweet Reincarnation

Between the blue wolves of the royal castle in the king's capital.

As a royal castle, the royal castle rises as the political, economic, cultural and traditional center of the kingdom of God, but it is the fourth most formatted room to count from above, even though it can be considered the center of such a country.

First, the ceiling is high enough to look up. It is arched from about two metres and dozens of chains hang from the curved ceiling. A large ring is attached to this chain to draw a quadruple circle, each with a candlestick. If the four rings light the candles, the angel rings shine over your head, but they are as bright and gorgeous. Of course, it had gold and silver jewellery attached to it as a decoration, causing the candlelight to shine a shimmering light every time it wobbled.

Some of the rooms illuminated by the lights of the Night Castle are lined with tables near the center. Placed on top of a beautiful tablecloth hung in pure white is the best dish in the Kingdom of God.

The most prominent would be the whole calf roast. A dish that is carefully steamed so that the fire passes inside, a rare dish in which the cook hangs tight and a whole day to make one of these. But this is not the only rare dish.

Fresh sea delights carried for this day by the royal wizard and rare mountain delights taken from all over. What you can enjoy just looking at is how royal the boulders are.

All who enjoy this dish are those of noble stature invited by the royal family.

In this room, which is not allowed to enter except for the service, a large number of human beings were now gathered to twinkle.

Such their attention is now gathered in one place. At the end of everyone's gaze was a man in a fancy costume.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the kingdom. The rest is hereby declared. He said he won. He made a painful blow to the infidels who ravaged our country shallow as fire thieves in the fold of His Majesty's reign!! They were frightened by our righteous hammer and begged for forgiveness. And it is Lunikis, whose son is the rest, who remitted this. This evening is a feast place to celebrate it. I want you to have a lot of fun. Cheers!!"

"" Cheers!!

King Carrison's farewell emotional toast greeting also ended, and the celebration began.

A place where most nobles gather from all over the country, as well as guests from other countries. Ordinary noblemen try to sell their faces a little bit, but some don't.

Dozens of people stand on the wall to hide their faces and try to erase any signs they can. Most of them were personnel to serve and escort, and they were more than just not attending the party, so they were well placed to stand out.

But there are men who are confused by the faces of all of them.

It's Baron Casserole-Mill-Mortellen, who for some reason stands alone. From time to time, it gave me a good look around and created an atmosphere that I didn't want me to come near openly.

Much tough to call a flower on the wall. If it is truly a flower, would the flower word be neck hunting?

A warrior on the battlefield who emits a swordswallowing atmosphere. Stop by and I'll kill you.

But there are those who speak up to such a man.

Lord Casserole.

"This is Lord Serjan. Congratulations on this victory."

It's Serjean-Retesch who's been calling me. The courage to speak up under the intimidation of casserole is also a great deal, but the only way to be heard by him by a boulder is to create a friendly atmosphere, even as a casserole.

It is supposed to be one of the protagonists of the celebration, but whether it should be the sadness of her son-in-law's adopted son or the division of roles, Serjan decided to act alone in Serjan, since the blind greetings go mostly to Countess Ratesh.

Should I be happy that I don't have to deal with a high-ranking nobleman, or should I be saddened by my wife's extra treatment? The person in question doesn't seem to care much, but it is a rare pattern in this hand of socializing where the man becomes the lead.

"I managed to win. It's a bit of a lame way to win, and it's just embarrassing to celebrate."

"Whatever the process, winning is winning. It is also with strength that we can pick up the victory that is falling on the battlefield. Wouldn't it be nice if you were proud?

"That would make it easier for you to say that"

A puzzling judgment victory of phrases that are tormented by various and unexpected things, not even great works that can be boasted of by people. From Seljan's point of view, I don't feel very proud to be the star of the celebration, though not very much.

It was honestly also gratifying for Serjan to be a hero of the kingdom of God for being a brave warrior.

"We are also asking about the work of Lord Serjan. You think he was slashed into the enemy ship himself? I hear you've been given a martial name."

During the earlier naval battle folds, and the rewards of skirmishes before the disease spread, he tried to bring the flagship onto enemy ships and into a riot with the intention of breaking the situation. The operation failed because the enemy was so successful that the glue condition continued, but it is also true that the Friends were excited by Sergian warfare.

It has since become a situation where nautical diseases gradually penetrate and there is no longer any hitter to open them, but it has become an open secret that it is Pais's inward wisdom that solved this.

"If you do, taking your own sword, etc., is a lower measure. It is a reflection, while keeping the great army."

"Trouble, if you can arrange your left-handed words from earlier, it will be very laborious."

"Then make sure you have Sir Bombino. Let the Marine led by his lord Jen be this special medal. The extraction is also certain, and the crowd matches that the victory was with Sir Bombino"

In the battle against the Holy Nation, there was little ground battle. That's not to say that shore power was pointless. Because of the pressure to land if you have to, it is possible to reconcile the maritime forces while they can still defend the water.

If we assumed that the kingdom of God was inferior in land warfare, as a holy nation, there could have been a strategy of beating it in one battle in land warfare, even if it had lost provisionally in naval warfare. It was because even the land forces had shown themselves to be in the favor of the Kingdom of God that the Holy Nation acknowledged its loss at a time when it saw itself as unbeaten in naval warfare. The decision to at least shallow the wound rather than being landed like this and deprived of territory. This is also highly regarded by the Divine Kingdom people as not wrong.

Lost, on the contrary, it is said that some people have raised their names as difficult to insult.

And during this naval battle, the most active was not the Navy of the Ratesh family. The number of the Ratesh navy was the highest among the nobles in the Union, but it was the Bombino navy led by Uranta who constantly fought through and raised his hand in the fierce battle.

After a huge promotion that put the talent that was originally a slut at the top of the Navy, we hired people who were good at rough things and sailors who grew up babysitting waves to organize them for a lot of money. There is also a lot of appreciation that it is an imitation of what previous generations used to do, but rumours have it that promotional HR is the original of the present day.

At least the medal will be awarded on this special occasion. Perhaps for the first time in decades a new countenance nobleman would be born, he had drawn attention to the wind.

"Hmm, then celebrate Sir Bombino... oh?

We don't even know each other as casseroles. As lords of Mortarn territory without the sea, and as a standing position within the army to favor the southern valves, they are opponents who want to remain close.

I looked around to keep one of my greetings, but Uranta was quickly found.

No, correctly, we found a group where Uranta would be.

"Master Uranta, please let me talk to you too."

"Oh, I want you to tell me about your martial arts."

"No, um, please don't push your chest"

"Yes, Sir Bombino is in trouble. Sir Bombino, let's take a moment to talk to me over there. We have a quiet, calm room."

"How about a drink? Let them have something thin of alcohol. Would you like to join us for a drink?

corner of the room. White in green, red, yellow, blue and peach. It's so colorful that it's harder to find colors without because of the density of women dressed there. You should stop even if you want to count it. It becomes troublesome to count from more than twenty.

Everyone thinks it's early teens, flattering young women. Even the casserole is frivolous in such a way that the colour of the air may be so different. It is the house art of the Mortairn family that penetrates the battlefield single-handedly, but only this time the minutes are too bad. The Famous Admiral knows all about it.

"Oh, no, boulders are talking boy lords. Very popular."

"Really. So popular would be masculinity. I thought it was Lord Pastry's job to surround me like that."

"I can't get close with this. You won't buy your ladies' grudges, will you?"

"Right. Married people are married to each other"

Sometimes I hear a tall voice. Perhaps Uranta is overreacting to what she only told you.

A boy approaches Casserole and Serjan, who suppressed the urge to suppress his ears and tried to leave the field.

"Then can I join the married conversation?"

It was thus the loving son whom he drowned who spoke to Casserole.

His outfit today is a thin beige jacket, edged in white, and a white shirt to match the edges. It had cream-colored trousers and a soothing atmosphere. It can also be said that it makes it less conspicuous.

Wearing ornaments as much as this, wearing golden yarn and shiny clothing, and thinking that there is no one around to tickle the eyes, it is rather too plain an outfit.

"Of course I don't mind. Pais, I heard rumors. I hear you've been active too."

"No big deal."

"When Lord Pastry tells us so, we have no place."

It was a humble pais, but from Serjan's point of view, it's a difficult word to react to. If you affirm that you're right, the people who aren't more active than Pace will be incapacitated.

It was only that Pace was strange, and many humans worked full. Pais must also be a big deal more than praising them for their work.

"Ha, maybe so. As my son, you're a proud child. I don't have any anxiety about leaving the house to you, either. There are some things that tend to run into my hobbies, because I'm sure you'll make the house more exciting than I am. Well, any one of them could be second only to the Ratesh family."

"This again...... you are humble"

The nobles elsewhere who were listening were conversations that made me unintentionally want to say where they were humble.

It is Sergian who actually exchanges swords with Pais and knows the information he examines by exercising to the fullest the power of one of the country's foremost aristocrats, which is why he finds Casserole's words humble.

Otherwise, Casserole's words are of the kind of pro-food no matter what he hears.

Originally, the Mortairn family was the Knight's House. Emerging aristocrats with a background who were no different squire than civilians leading up to casserole.

That's the emergence of a breakthrough, even if it just led to having a baron position. One of the country's most aristocratic Ratesh families has the power and financial power of a small country if it is bad, so to speak, a revolutionary situation in which civilians become kings.

No matter how much, that won't happen. And I think it would be normal.

Either unusual people or people who know unusual people foresee that possibility.

"By the way, Lord Pastry, what happened to Miss Liquorice? I thought you were coming with me today."

"Yep. You're right I was here with you, but I actually had a little problem..."

"Did you do something to me again?"

"Father, what is it again, and what is it? It's like I'm always messing with you."

"That's what I'm saying. So what happened?"

"Until the entrance, I was here with my sister and Liquorice. So, my mother found me."

"Oh. Aniez said he was going for a little while and left because he found you guys"

Normally, when it comes to aristocratic socialization, we need Hua.

Especially if it's a celebratory seat like this one, a common sense response is enough for a couple to say so. Nonetheless, Caserol was alone, not because nothing was amicable between the couple. Rather, the opposite is true, because we are close, we can act alone in peace.

"At that time, he stopped looking at the two costumes he was just playing... and I was driven away by my father"

"Costume?"

Something that usually attracts Anise, who is once casserole and moderately sociable, so much so that she leaves the casserole alone. That's the costume for my daughter and my righteous daughter.

Come here. Casserole had something to pin.

"You, now you've got your hands on a woman's clothes."

"Mighty eye, I'm afraid."

The thought of Pais this time is to improve the image of Mortaire territory itself through the clothes of the women. Pais' policies and rights so far have given him some visibility for some treats. If you come here and let them know that there are great things in Mortairn territory besides confectionery, it will lead to an overall image enhancement. As it is, there is a synergy that is also reflected in the sale of sweets.

This costume for the women is confident, even as Pais.

The craftsmen picked up the finest ingredients from the Nata Chamber of Commerce, which for some reason had conveniently stocked them. Pais also spares no support, a delicacy created with a motivational design without threading on gold. When it comes to not only Josephine, but I can't help but hide my joy until Licorice, it's about knowing how much stuff.

It is also natural for the mother to want to listen without being able to resist.

"So I'll see what my daughters look like too"

"Then so am I. Lord Seljan, now if you'll excuse me."

"Yeah. We'll talk slowly again sometime."

Serjan has a Letesh family socialisation in Serjan.

Pais and Casserole, who broke up with the youth, looked for the supreme power of the Mortairn family.

Fortunately, the crowd was a good landmark, so I don't have a hard time finding it.

But that's where Pais and the others get into unexpected trouble.