Sweet Reincarnation

"In other words?"

"Yant bad!!

In a slightly uncircumcised voice, the complaint was delivered to Pais.

The general adult age in the Southern continent as well as in the Kingdom of God is teenagers.

Even assuming that there are humans who are somewhat resistant to alcohol in a racial sense, in modern senses, it's not much sooner to drink.

What happens if you drink dark spirits without knowing your alcohol tolerance while your body is still growing?

The answer was taught by the newcomers this year with their own hands.

All of them will be aligned and naked, and will be able to produce mass products of Chicken Feet and Uedo (ginger).

It was rushed to embrace and put everyone to sleep in a separate room once, but the first thing to recover from it was Nicolo, the vault number, which should be called a year's work.

From the early teenagers, Nicolo is still in his late teens. Years of difference between teen years is huge. That it also had the ability to process alcohol.

The best word I could say to try to hear the circumstances from there was to accuse the killer. I firmly told him that Yant was the main culprit, even as it became a word with a lot of "raw lines".

"Nicolo should have been showing you this year's newcomers after training, right?

"Let it be. Yeah, I suppose so. I also desperately wanted the newcomers to give me hope for assignment to finance. But all the newcomers this year are not cute!!

"My head is ear latch to Yant..."

Of those who sanctified in Mortairn this year, the first two are arguably eyeballs.

Son of Tobiam, Al thing Arlach with a cool vibe. And Yant, son of Grassage, brother of Luminito and brother of Lamito. Both were in a state where their parents had originally served the Mortairn family and their insistence had been on the Mortairn family since before the holidays.

Al has some upper back (wow) and is blessed with his physique, and Yant has been trained by his parents since he was little. I can read letters, and I can do some calculations. I was learning to be polite. In the sense of futurity, two looking forward to it.

However, these two had common problems.

He is a member of the SS Josephine, an openly clandestine society with hidden forces in Mortarn territory.

The point is, talk about being a member of an informal fan club.

This “self-proclaimed SS” face was rough when stories came out that Josephine, Pais's sister, had decided to marry Uranta, Viscount of Bombino. (Ulanta) It is Shiitz's valve that he is a dead squad, not Shinjitsu.

From them, such as the man who monopolizes the idols of everyone he loves is a great villain who makes the world his enemy. Die or slay, but the noisy words flew across the tavern. That's as elegant as it sounded to me that a jailer with bad guys in Wang Du was already. The bandits also escape barefoot.

Especially Al and Yant and others, who incite alcohol despite minors, run out on stolen military horses, take serious and unrestrained deforestation without pulling a blade, make odd noises in the middle of the night, show off their youth no matter how much, and parents are pissed off at me.

When it comes to that lavish, thick-faced, shameless Tobiam being a flat apology, it's about knowing how much it was.

Those two were recruited as squire this year. I am sure that this also gave rise to opposition. Obvious bare behavior, but I was wondering if it was okay.

However, it was the opinion of the Mortairn family, Shiites, that was the deciding factor.

Says, if you can't because a child does evil and wields an adult, then let's see what happens to Pais. This opinion was overwhelmingly convincing. Everyone lost their objections.

Worldwide, so are children who have made adults as vain as Pais. Fraudulent money from nobles elsewhere, terrible till we defeat our squire, violent on the battlefield, cheating our budget for treats. I have no reason to mention it.

When it comes to bad kids, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say the best bad kids in the world. Compared to that, it's cute enough to yank temporarily with a broken heart, I agreed.

It is for the record that Pace at the time was quite infidel.

Well, half yassagre, two people who have grown spiritually once or twice in a way. Besides, I am familiar with the details of Mortarn territory, and to some extent I know what the work of the squire means. So I don't even have to bother to get an explanation from my senior.

And they think.

The point is, I was licking the seniors off. Show some respect to the ancient ginseng townships who are the parent generation, such as Shiites, Glass, and Koan, but not to the youngsters.

A listening attitude, such as Nicolo's explanation, where his mouth is not a master. You act like you don't know that.

I also know that Nicolo is outraged that there is not enough honesty.

"Especially Yant. They brought alcohol for a tour of the kitchen. While I was staring at the other rookies, I stuffed myself in a pot of tea."

"Ho."

Nicolo stirs up the glass of water that Pace prepared for me.

I just hope I'm drunk. I'm drunk.

"That's what he said, 'Confectionery is what women and children eat, and there's nothing left to drink.'"

Whatever, Yant is young, too.

When you're done rambling all the way through, the next one is weirdly outlaw-like. Regardless of whether you call this rebellion or adolescence, you want to think it's just right that you're waltzing weirdly. It would be like the measles of youth, where a certain number of teenage men suffer.

Something like a typical defect, but it's a joke that the cause is heartbreak.

"So if you're drunk, you won't take care of yourself."

Pace continues the conversation while adding water to Nicolo's glass.

No matter how bad Yant is, his body doesn't actually grow. Ten years early to get an outlaw. If a teenager drinks without thinking, it's natural to get drunk.

If you want to be a real unreliable man, you may want to ask around Experienced (Shiites) as soon as possible. Now it's time to get a quorum, calm down to marriage, but I used to be a real free man. I will spend as much money as I have, and I will beat and drink. He was just a mercenary who said that rules and laws were meant to be broken.

But if you ask for information, you may be bored with shame. When the black history of the past has been dug back, the market is set with what produces a tremendous odor of aging. It would work too well, especially on the person's nose, and it would make one of his tears.

"Besides, I scorched baked sweets and turned precious sugar into charcoal. You didn't eat burnt sweets, did you?

The current income of the Mortairn family is 30% from crops, 10% from casserole duties, 20% from merchants, etc. And 30% confectionery related. Less than 10% of the others.

Compared to ordinary aristocrats, there is sweet related revenue as a distinctly unusual feature no matter who sees it. It's also a gold pulse that accounts for 30%. A major feature of the Mortairn family as it stands.

Originally, sugar is a super luxury product, and even more so, it has been successfully branded, besides, and the Mortairn sweets have a huge margin of interest. It all comes from here that the Mortairns have recently enjoyed a good wingspan.

Inevitably, as a servant of the Mortairn family, it will also be a basic upbringing in the making of sweets.

Failure was woven in the first place, as it was part of wearing basic education that was letting newcomers experience cookie making. I know more about it than anyone else because it was Niccolo and Pace at the time who worked on the budget calculations. The cost has been calculated.

But that's not why we're taking a luxurious budget enough to deliberately repeat our failures.

There are people out there who bring in booze and make sweets that make food crude.

"... right. Normally, I don't eat burnt treats."

"That's why I said it all the time. Line it up there. So I was preaching..."

"What if I was?

"I even burned something from the others."

"Nicolo can't preach to newcomers, either, so long."

Oh, boy, Pais sighed.

I don't know at which time I got drunk, but it would be the responsibility of the mentor if he said he got everyone involved in one failure and forced them to fail.

Regardless of the first fool (Yant), we should have let him work normally in later faces. It is a clear, Niccolo mistake.

"That's right, that's why they get so busy on the diagram!! What's 'burned because of Mr. Nicolo'!! Because when it comes to the original, those guys will do whatever they want!!

"Yes, sir. You can't help being angry with me."

Gucci Gucci and Nicolo are even more foolish about the newcomers' businessness. He didn't even realize he was drunk.

Soon, Pace's eyes will be on him.

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After the trouble, the next day.

"Well, gentlemen, you've gathered well. Did you lose your alcohol?

Pace gathered the rookies at the garden.

There are eight of them there. Everyone, early teens to mid-teens. Six men and two women.

The women are both of civilian origin and are new adults in the Mortairn territory of Thursden. between friends hired as promising. The names are Vlastica and Katka respectively. Katoka is slightly more pompous, and Vlastica has a tight eye and attitude. I've known Pais since I was a pre-adult child, so I stood in nature without being too nervous.

Of the men, three are from other territories. Jasper-Mall is a brunette young man, the second son of the Knight Mall family. He was introduced and hired in by the connection of the military family valves. Are you serious in character, or are you nervous in front of the Mortairn powers?

Kronob-Tron is a four-boy of the Viscount Bombino's internal affairs clerk. To Joan, who is already employed by the Mortairn family, to Joanove-Tron's brother. The appearance was very similar to that of my brother, but I was not nervous, and I occasionally looked at the women and I was nasty.

Popolan-Yodley is a nonexistent of the Viscount Yodley family. He is a young man with a slightly shadowy atmosphere due to his backwardness of origin, but in anticipation of his talents, he has a history of casserole scouting in the Wang capital. They know a lot about martial arts, and if they can be educated to a certain standard, they are supposed to train escorts on casseroles and under coantros in the King's Capital.

Of the three remaining, one is a lease from Milotte, Mortaire territory. He is a very refreshing and beautiful man from the civilian population. Unhabitual brown hair that looks blonde depending on the addition or subtraction of light, with high nose muscles and white skin. but the person concerned that his appearance was not masculine, and he recruited to the mortairn family, a man who had come from himself with enthusiasm to sell. Armpit is one thing now, and knowledge and intelligence are not enough, but the temper is the only way to stand.

Well, the problem is the other two.

Jant-Idrihappa and Arlach-Ahunov.

Both are the ones whose fathers are the followers of the Mortairn family, so to speak, the elite of spectrum bills.

These two are the second seat question children of the year.

It is only for the record that the lead problem child is always the same every year.

Where everyone replied that they had no health problems, Pace nodded satisfactorily.

"Fine. After your rookie training, you will be assigned to each department from now on. If I'm going to give you one piece of advice, no matter which department you're assigned to, be prepared to struggle. Everyone here is a rookie. Something I don't understand is natural. However, it is unacceptable that a mission cannot be carried out more than getting paid to work. Talk to your senior honestly about what you don't know or think you can't do, and be as quick, clear, or able as possible. If this is an effort course, we are prepared to respond with tolerance."

"Yes."

The Mortairns were originally poor. That's super enough too.

That's why talent was difficult to match in numbers, and inevitably, the home breeze stained in the direction of polishing quality.

It still leaves such twenty years of home style in colour, and the Mortairn family signs elitism.

As for the fact that newcomers fail, the scope of education if the seniors can follow. I won't say anyway. But there is no way to be sharp for a human who does not repeat the same failures more than once or learn from them.

That's why Pace also asked the newcomers for "accomplishments and hard work”.

"Well, then, gentlemen. Quickly, but we have somewhere to take you."

"Hey, Pais, where are you bringing me?

Standing slightly oblique and clearly deliberately disoriented, Yant gives a familiar mouth to Pais.

It was originally childhood friendly, and there were times when older Yant and Pais were playing together. By then, I would have allowed myself to behave familiarly. It's only natural that children don't know how to be polite, because teaching is an adult role.

But not now. Adult Yant also requires courtesy of TPO and a degree of common sense as an adult.

Nicolo, who stood beside Pais, would lift his eyes and not hide the attitude that would have yelled if Pais had not been here.

But Pace himself doesn't break his smiling smile.

And, by the way, tell them where you're going.

"It's Wang Du. To the training of my father's men, I was forced to say and mix them up. Looking forward to seeing how far you can keep up."

Words with Pace's inclusions.

Nicolo had a bad feeling about it, and he got angry softly.