Sweet Reincarnation

"Long time no see"

Pais calls out to the young man in front of him who sat on the couch in the office.

The man firms his hair exactly in seventy-three pieces with oil and sits slightly shallow. Middle meat mid back, mid teens when I was old. The clothes you are wearing are clothes worn by civilians, but the tailoring also looks like you are using something good. However, it doesn't fit the size slightly, and I can't wipe the feeling like a strain.

In terms of appearance alone, it feels like a runaway pedestrian or a merchant apprentice. When it comes to the unmerchant-like part, there will be a sword dako in the hand you are holding in lightly, but it is an invisible part of the relative, and it is not uncommon to have a noisy world, a merchant with no one means of self-defence, not enough to overshadow your earlier impression.

But even with that look, the title is Mortairn Family Clerk. He is a clean soldier.

The title as it stands now serves as the undersecretary of the Foreign Service, the minister of the Spectrum Bill and Pais's acquaintance.

Its name is Lamito-Idrihappa.

"As far as that face goes, you seem to have grown a lot. He's a very grown-up face."

"Hi. But it's been a really long time. What brings you back here? I stayed at my parents' house overnight yesterday, but I knew my house would settle down the most"

Lamito with a soft smile.

His task now is primarily to gather information in the southern part of the Kingdom of God, that is, near Mortairn territory.

The Mortairn family, with the magic of instantaneous mobility, originally had strengths in gathering information. The human intelligence ability to fly around ignoring distance is awesome, and the backing of rumor stories can be done with the Lord's own eyes and ears. The speed, accuracy, and quantity of information cannot be overwhelmed in an array of aristocrats.

So when the Mortairns were knighthood, action by Casserole herself was enough.

But needless to say, the current situation in which the Mortairn family has unnecessarily gathered the ears and eyes of other nobles due to the sins of the Yanchan boy, and the need for the personnel responsible for gathering information while Caserol is having difficulty moving around in the King's capital.

Lamito's role is enormous for the Mortairn family.

"The glass seems to have been looking forward to it since about a day yesterday, and it's good for a vacation for about two weeks, so please take your time. It would also be filial to show your parents your face."

"Thank you"

Foreign affairs work is mainly information-gathering and diplomacy. It is fundamental that the territorial nobility take charge of a task that cannot be caged in its own territory, or of the outside world when the court nobility cannot leave the king's capital, and its tasks are diverse. Coronation arrangements and greetings of events. compromises and negotiations with other houses. Collection and analysis of information necessary for this purpose. Or even covert missions such as criminal investigation or information manipulation in other territories.

The point is, work in general, which operates outside its own sphere of power.

Because most people operate out of the sight of their masters, carrying out the work of this hand requires not only strength such as knowledge and experience, but also extremely high loyalty.

My grandfather, my father, and Lamito and the Idrihappa family, who serve the Mortairn family three generations in a row, are arguably the oldest spectrum bills for the emerging Mortairn family and the most trustworthy houses in the sense of loyalty.

"Nevertheless, the Mortarn territory has changed a lot. I... while I was a little far away, I couldn't call myself a village anymore."

In front of Pais, he accidentally broke the language and was a lamito who rushed to fix it, but Pais laughs and misses the look.

"It's between me and my brother Lamito. Whatever the official place, you don't have to worry about the language right now. Which neighborhood exactly did you care about?

Lamito was born in Mortairn, older than Pais. Luminito, Lamito's sister, has been a playmate since Pais was little. I mean, Lamito would be childhood friendly if you took it to Pais again.

Because Lumi has two brothers, it is confusing to simply call them “brothers”, and she called them “Lamito brothers”. Pais may imitate it even though it is a familiar way of calling it.

I guess it reminded me of the soothing (awkward) atmosphere I had when I was a little girl. I laugh lightly at the nostalgia, then I break the language, and Lamito sat back in the chair.

We can see a reassuring relationship between each other, not only in terms of language, but also where we break down to an attitude.

"Well, the new waterways were growing, the farmland was about tripling, the majority of strangers were growing, the walls were being formed around the village, the forest was getting wider than I imagined, and not just our chamber of commerce, I guess."

When distinguishing between towns and villages, there are various definitions, but one guideline is "presence or absence of defense equipment”.

In Japan, the "densely populated area where the castle is located" may be referred to as a castle town, but it is only natural that important places have equipment to protect them from external enemies, and people gather for more peace of mind.

One of the public works currently being carried out by the Mortairn family is the construction of a wall around Zarsden. In Zarsden, which has also been attacked by bandits, there were at first wooden fences and moats, but as the population grew, it became narrow, and as of last year the area of the village has quadrupled.

Since the original fence has also ceased to make much sense, the stone walls are being constructed so as to enclose them to a greater extent in the current situation as a primary maintenance. Incidentally, the proposed development is to be carried out up to tertiary development in line with population growth. As it stands, the population of about 600 people and up to about 5,000 people will be able to make it with this development plan, but more than that, we will have to seriously consider "transition capital”.

And Lamito's personal view that population influx would accelerate in the future had something to snort about, too, Pais.

"I see. The way the emperor looked from the person who was outside, that's why. It's a valuable opinion."

"My chamber of commerce can't disappoint you either."

What Lamito said about our chamber of commerce was the Nata Chamber of Commerce, run by Decoco, who was a former merchant.

The situation in this world, where merchants have no back shield for nobility when they do business, becomes extremely unstable. When, for example, baggage is received in the proper name by the nobility, we need political power that we can counter in order to protest.

Whatever the chamber of commerce, there is always a back shield for the nobility.

Words are bad, but it's like there's always a yakuza behind the dark gold. The means to deal with problems when they arise, the means to combat unjustified violence and power, are absolutely necessary. At the Chamber of Commerce in Decoco, that means the Mortairn family. It is a pretty powerful troublemaker.

This Nata Chamber of Commerce is expanding its forces with terrible momentum in the present situation.

For example, the lodging already operates in all seven villages in Mortairn territory, and there are multiple lodgings in the main village (Zarsden) and the new village (Milotte). Twelve in all, including the objects under construction, operated fifteen lodgings. The total number of rooms reaches 200, with an occupancy rate of 80% of the threatened units. It was a dollar box that produced crunchy gold coins every day, and when the big pageant was held, the occupancy rate even exceeded 100%. It's an anomaly that I knocked out because there were two people who were supposed to push into one room or stay in the stables provided, but that's not all there is to Mortairn territory.

By the way, this inn is mostly a combination of restaurants and liquor stores, so it can be said that the Moltaire food industry is mostly the breath of the Nata Chamber of Commerce and hence the Moltaire family.

Mortairn sweets also make considerable profits.

The exclusive Stolen, Throat Candy and Liquorice stamped cookies are establishing themselves as the finest brands of confectionery, enough to wait three months just to make an appointment.

Even the royal family brings it to their customers, and each cookie can have a premiere of enough gold coins to fly across.

At the earliest, the Nata Chamber of Commerce is on a scale that cannot be called a very small Chamber of Commerce.

Recently, however, other chambers of commerce have entered Mortarn territory.

There are two chambers of commerce that have branched out to the main village. When I opened the store, I had a lot going on with the Mortairn family and the Nata Chamber of Commerce, but that was it.

Each of the items handled in the main is an architectural and clothing relationship.

The Nata Chamber of Commerce deals mainly with foodstuffs in Mortairn territory in general. We have advanced from the thought that we will be able to create cooperative relationships in our areas of expertise, even if we do not offend each other's share.

These chambers of commerce also bathe in the benefits of the livelihood of Mortairn territory.

"If there is a problem, is it that the back shield of the Chamber of Commerce that has entered is alle? Lamito, did you check it out for me?

"Yep. Blange Chamber of Commerce, which mainly trades in clothing related. The back shield here is the Duke of Kadrecek's house, isn't it? The main office is in the Wang capital, so it feels more like the army is behind us than the Duke's house. In wool-related interests, it seems difficult to take this place off and talk. You think about 60% of military uniforms are sourced through here? Typical business."

"And the other one?

"Asur Chamber of Commerce strong in architectural relations. Rumor has it that there is a strong ground in the north, a chamber of commerce rich in innovation and up-and-coming. The back shield is the Enzensberger family, though we haven't been able to prove it."

"Is the Uncle Borderline on the back?"

"It seems that the Chamber of Commerce was pleased with the people and feet who undertook the stone haul of what was originally a fort. He said he didn't have orders to deliver building materials to the middle of the war."

"The north is a requirement for homeland defense, so I guess it was indispensable for the demand for that hand. Given the difficulty of procuring materials on the battlefield, I can understand the circumstances that make it possible to deliver them even at the risk."

Needless to say, the Duke of Kadreček family is a heavy town of the state. It is said that it reigns at the top of the military valves and that its power is enough to line up with the royal family. He is also the boss of Casserole, the one person who can't be damaging to the Mortairn family. Sometimes Liquorice's sister is married and related.

The Enzensberger family is somewhat conservative, not much of a political adventure, but a military man also known as the shield of the Patriot. He led a faction apart from the Duke of Kadreček, and the northern valves connected by the geographic fringe were also known to be tightly bound.

With the birth of Princess Wang, it is the most prominent house in recent years.

Both families are friendly to the Mortairn family, but at the same time they are better off in terms of power. There are advantages and disadvantages to being able to have their breathtaking chamber of commerce in Mortairn territory.

Information in Mortairn territory is certain to spill out to some extent. Pais nods that it would be acceptable in exchange for economic prosperity.

"Didn't the Howen Chamber of Commerce snort at attraction?

"It's also resistant to clothing over there, but the main business is jewelry. Even though the economy is good, it needs to be less rich."

"Really? It would be easier to keep my head down if there were at least other competing stores. I can't help it, I just have to keep my eyes open."

"Right."

Close information collaboration with employees with a high number of outsiders.

Exchange of information from such intentions.

It's just that even with all that work, my shoulders get stiff. At some point, the story goes off the line and becomes a mutual update.

"How are things going with Lamito these days as we think about the future? Are there any suspicious movements around you?

"I wonder if there's any suspicious movement. Seems Mr. Decoco has a lot of temptations."

"Seduction? Is it colour tricks or money?

"Both. I'm tough on money because I'm a merchant, but maybe the problem is women's relationships. He's single. Because of what happened to Mr. Shiites, I hear there was a girl early in the sacrament diving into the bedroom. You think I was mistaken for suggesting that the Mortairns should make men powerful? He said it was a good nuisance."

Something that appeals to desire when you try to manipulate humans conveniently. It's a classic method that's been around for a long time, but that's because it's extremely cost-effective on top of being effective. That is why it remains unceasingly obsolete after hundreds of years.

Especially the merchant, which is true to desire. Neither is there a zero merchant who empirically possesses the spirit of trinity, but basically does everything in his power to maximize his interests.

Negotiations such as giving money, rights, women, etc. what they want and contacting them, or letting violence and power say things and threaten them, are not known to pedestrians and are routinely conducted if they are also the lords of the Chamber of Commerce.

But I knew that a long time ago with Decoco. Consolidate the guard and do enough to hit the bargain.

But in an effort to consolidate the defense, a false explosion from an ally is a terrible disturbance. If the Mortairn family is thought to be brain muscles, the reputational damage extends to the Nata Chamber of Commerce, which holds the Mortairn family behind its back.

It's a good annoyance, such as being suspected of lolicon suspicion and sneaking a girl who's not even old enough into her bedroom.

"That's bad for Shiites. But when a single Decoco becomes more resistant to the protection of his hand, the other party will probably change his spear."

"Spearhead?"

"Even if it doesn't work for the person in question, it might work for the surroundings. If they're after me... it's Lamito."

"Me!?

"Decoco's apprentice, because it is supposed to be. Anyone who fights from there and thinks about making a foothold...... will fit when it's time to start getting out. Take it easy. When you are contacted, our confidential information may be compromised by the Nata Chamber of Commerce."

"Wow."

"For the time to come, even if it looks like a coincidence, you think all the women approaching are traps."

Lamito looked up to heaven in the words of Pais.

Because they thought all the women that would come closer in the future were honey traps, and they said.

With him, a young man still in the middle of youth. There is a desire to be tempted by cute girls, beautiful women, so it is required that teenage men restrain their extremely natural desires to be hot on girls.

This would be a pretty harsh story.

You mean I can't even have a girlfriend?

"Until the storm passes, yes. If you work hard for two years and are expected to be ineffective, there will be normal encounters. The same problem can be said for newcomers this year......"

Suddenly, Pais started to think of something.

Lamito, a long-time dater, knows that it doesn't make sense to say anything at times like this. I just have to wait, there's no effective way to deal with it. Pace is not half focused.

"Hmm, Lamito, are you going to do a little good?

"Oh, I don't mind."

When I finished reporting to Pais, I was planning a long vacation for a while. I'm free because I don't have a girlfriend, I didn't say.

Because I went all the way out to my throat, but when I mouthed it, I was going to feel unhappy. Lamito made a grand excuse in his heart that it's not like he can't have a lover, he just doesn't make one.

There's no reason to know how much men in the world talk about the same excuse.

"I ask the newcomers who came in this year for a little lesson. In particular, the opinions of seniors who went outside and spread the word will be valuable. I'd like you to share your experiences with Deco and the women you've been through, including troubles, honey traps, bribes, and threats. That's all we've got to do to chat."

"Okay...... no, I get it, young lady. So, where are those newcomers now?

"Nicolo should be pulling it off and learning to make our“ treats ”by now...... would you like to go"

Pais moving out with a little hips up. Instant instant execution, fast acting and light hips are like the habits of the top Mortaire family. The lightness of father conceded footwork.

Continue the journey to the kitchen in such a line that Pace will lead the way.

Speaking of which, Yant has become a squire, too.

"Oh, that idiot? Is there any prospect?

"There is some. I hear you're tense if you can't beat your brother."

"I can't beat you sooner because I have a brother."

It was Yant who met Lamito's brother, and Luminito's brother.

In the main village (Zarsden), I am so close (especially with some of the polar parts) to the Mortairn family that I have organized the "Josephine SS" in the past. As for Lamito, who has a lot of fights as his older brother, he becomes in a complicated mood.

"Maybe by now I'll have a ginger cookie making course...... what is it, you bastard!!

The moment I walked into the kitchen, it was a rare and loud surprise for Pace.

What he saw were rookies poking at the table. I heard you say corpses gradually.

"What the hell happened!?

Pais wakes up Niccolo, who was rolling close by.

Apparently he was alive, but his complexion is red.

"Pei, Dear Pais..."

"Nicolo, what the hell...? This smell."

Turning to the tip of the smell that was perfumed, there was a ceramic bottle of distilled liquor during the prototype.

And tons of burnt cookies. There was something like that.