Sweet Reincarnation

"Good luck, everyone."

At the end of the ten days of nightmares, the newcomers to the Mortairn family were listening to the words of Pais' labor at the Mortairn residence in the aristocratic city.

"Oh, it's over..."

"Good. Really good. Ugh."

Eight newcomers to the Mortairn family. It's a painful situation for all of us to have general muscle pain, even standing, but it would be the fruit of training, standing in a proper position. I had tears in my eyes.

"Yant, and Arlach. Do you both know what it means to cultivate the power to fight when you have to?

"" Yes, Commander!!

"I don't need such a reply anymore because I'm done with the training...... well, it would be better than the initial kidding attitude. Beyond becoming our squire, you will take the lead in battle when things happen. And unfortunately... as far as I'm concerned, it's really more likely that our home will be in battle than any other home. That is, if it was a lot of strength, you would have a good chance of dying."

To the words of Pais, magically nodding youngsters. Al and Yant in particular have been carefully trained, and the atmosphere like "bad fashion” like it was before the training is completely gone.

I guess it wasn't something that I was originally very willing to do. The vice captain's valve is that it was easy to correct.

"If you don't want to die, and you're unwilling to quit your squire, it's about empowering. Of course the ability to fight is important, as is the ability to read the situation, the ability to read the air around you, the ability to gather information, etc. And we also have to remember how to use moderate force to keep it at its best in times of need."

"Yes."

If the Mortairns were here on this occasion, they would have been angry about which mouth to say it. Especially when it comes to reading the air around us, everyone must keep their mouths shut that Pace is not the only one in a position to preach.

Though Pais himself would reopen, "It's not that you can't read, it's that you can't."

"You must have misunderstood a lot of things by looking only at the“ way out of power ”of your usual fathers. Because they're also top notch about how to get out of power."

For people getting convenient machines. For example, if you get a smartphone. No matter how great the highest performance is and the communication environment of the theoretical value is of high quality, it is the same if it cannot be maintained at all times.

Regardless of how many gigabytes and how many terabytes of the highest communication speed is, the speed at which it is retrieved becomes stressful in the steps of the tortoise. A long, useless thing to stay out of range.

The same goes for trash such as smartphones, which take hours to get up and resume, in an attempt to have a spa-like computational speed.

Good or bad performance is not determined by the cap alone.

People are the same again, not just sharp if they are strong, but sharp if they can use their power at any time and at the same time have flexibility. The enemy is not something that will thank you face to face and then attack you, as it was in the game, nor will it tell you that you will attack me now. After being attacked, wait a minute, doesn't work.

And human beings really have their limits as organisms. I have fatigue or physical problems. There is no such thing as a human being who is restless every day and night.

If you want to maintain a high performance, you have to loosen the strained strings somewhere. A powerful person is someone who knows how to "skip" well.

The old strains of the Mortairn family are undoubtedly elite. Therefore, he also switches between on and off well and changes quickly to just an old man when he gets home.

Yount and Al, who only know such a “father's face," misinterpreted the thing of a squire as an “easy job," which, in a sense, is also irreplaceable.

Pais, who saw through their hearts and experienced what the standards required of the elitist Mortairn family were, is also an extraordinary leader. And most importantly, he was more familiar with the Mortairn family than anyone else about "how to lose power”. The point is, he's the best skipper. As soon as I look away for a moment, I run to my hobby in the kitchen.

"Well, then three days more than this. You will learn how to help."

"How to pull out the power?

"Yep. Unless it demeans our character, the freedom challenge to act voluntarily and recognize our discretion to a large extent. A quick story is to give it a vacation, so you can spend as much time as you like."

"" Whoa!!

Something that gives some candy after a thorough whip and heartfelt reflection.

Most people come to the King's capital for the first time in their lives, starting with Yant, who has never been out of Mortarn territory. If you're free to stay, it's heartbreaking.

If your body doesn't have muscle aches, though.

"You may want to rest your body slowly for about a day today and take a stroll tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the King's Capital. It is also in the job to spread the sight and hearing, to nurture a rich heart, to nourish the sense of geography and land exploration in the Wang capital. I'll give you a special bonus too, so have fun."

Pais gave them two silver coins at a time as he worked for them, and looked around at them all.

And he looked so sorry.

"I just have to get back to Thursden. Your father and Coantro will be responsible for your stay in the Wang capital, so I'll leave it to you."

"Pais is...... no, what will Master Pastry do"

Yant, whose attitude is steadily changing, asked Pais, both in tuning and in training. Pais, who was just like us or trained more than that. If you're not tired of this, it's a real monster. I should say how much Pais, and take one of the holidays. That's the question I was asking.

But it is the heretic child named Pastry who goes above the imagination of ordinary people (Yant).

"I'll get back to my territory and get back to work. Shiites told me to come back." If you don't go back, you'll drink all the booze, "he threatened," so if you don't go back, you could empty your booze. "

"Huh!? More work to come!!

All the newcomers were surprised by this.

Though there was some consideration, it broke the hearts and minds of young people who remembered the past, because they wanted to do more work on it while doing a special training that could be described as a national army tradition.

At the end of the day, some newcomers even seriously suspected that Pace was mixed with dragon blood.

"At all, Shiites are rough."

I raise myself to the shelf in a grand way, a lord's proxy mourning the absurdity of the chief squire's manservant.

Okay, so I went back to the main village in front of the newcomers.

"Seriously... I just trained and I'm going to work"

"Well, that's good. Master Pais is Mr. Pais. I told my father before that if he received what he did properly, he wouldn't have enough bodies."

"Oh well... but you're off. I can get a dime and shake a major player to rest!! We'll play!!

Is it the privilege of youth?

There should be muscle pain and mental fatigue, but if it's time for a break, tension increases when you can have fun.

All the newcomers are tense, whatever the difference is.

"How many accessories do you do in Wangdu?

"I have two silver coins, and I think I can buy quite a bit"

"If you have any money left, you can look at your clothes."

"Oh, that's good. Let's do that."

The rookie women seemed to have quickly decided on a destination for a stroll in Wangdu.

They have never been busy out of the village, so they do not know the high price of Wangdu ornaments. God only knows how surprised they are when they know they need gold coins at least.

Most likely, there were people who plotted to show off the men by following the women's shopping, but only to see him cry (sketchy) is certain.

Yant rang out to Arlach, who was wondering what to do among the newcomers who seemed to enjoy themselves in an adorable way.

"Al, hang out a little bit."

"Hmm? You got something?

"My brother once gave me information about the King's capital. I'm going to go around some of the recommended places, so hang out anyway."

"Oh, good."

Jant's brother Lamito is already employed by the Mortairn family to work as a squire. A diplomat who has an important role as the "backside” of the Mortairn family and is somewhat addicted to gathering information from other territories and working with information.

Naturally, he had also visited Wang Capital as a pedestrian and knew many “interesting places”.

And a man named Brother always wants to make a brother wind against his brother. Every time I go home, I brag about the work I've done to my siblings such as Yant and Lumi.

Of course, I won't tell you confidential information, but Wang Du's pleasant points, teaching with his face, etc. were just right to make his brother wind, and he talked about it many times to the extent that he felt bored.

"What place, for example?

"Female cat play, what about the store?

"What place?

"Anything, I'm talking about a shop where the Shiites Sgt. is becoming a regular... All I know is it's a fun place."

Yant is still young, too. No, you can say you're young.

Normally, at the point where the players are regular, and because of the appearance of the store name, it seems likely that minors will notice that it is a store with serious adverse effects if they stop by, but he doesn't notice.

Note, why Lamito knows about such a place will be kept secret in his honour, but there is more to be deduced from the fact that he has not cured his hectic and backhanded personality. Mostly, the old men are bad.

Teenage men tend to have a lot of “experience" with a lot of things, but in fact, they tend to talk about mere ear academics.

"What kind of place would you like to go?"

"No objection"

Yant and Arlach split up with the sync guys, taking them together and walking out to "Female Cat Play".

But by the time I walked for about thirty minutes, an uneasy look appeared on both faces.

Because the closer I got to where you taught me, the more disturbing signs I got. No, I should say that, correctly, more sights have come that the eyes of the younger youth swim.

A woman with a carefree atmosphere who said all night long. It also looks like it inside, with women in highly exposed and inflammatory outfits sneaking up, men and women with deep tangles in their eyes at first sight, or scary men wearing muscles over their muscles.

In a nutshell, an illegal (underground) atmosphere.

"Is that it?

When I finally arrived at the building thinking about the store I had found, I honestly felt relieved.

But just because I found a store doesn't mean that's where it's open.

Well, while the heavenly ways are high.

The store I visited was closed, not to mention whether they were lucky or unhappy, not knowing “the store in that hand”.

The door of the store seems locked and doesn't move, from where all the wood doors are down in the window, I'm pretty sure the first thing.

"Oh? Boys, you're so excited to be here from such a bright hour."

By the side of a closed store, a woman cleaning, speaks to Yant and Al. From what I've seen, it feels like late twenties or early thirties. Even though the colour is hidden, I feel like I'm awake because it's daytime.

"Huh? Um? What's the store here...... female cat play?

"That's right. One of the best whorehouses in Wangdu. A castle of dreams, from nobles to common people, where anyone can have a lovely evening. It's still too early to open a store, but if the boys say so, I'll deal with them for five silver coins."

A woman who pinched her feet with her chest as she tangled them in a pattern, and showed them in a rubbing motion while making shins. Two unimmunized people go bright red just for that. It's a fun toy from a hundred warrior businesswomen, such as a puberty pure boy.

"Oh. that's not what we meant, and excuse me!!

We both rushed out.

I didn't even think it was such a store, so I'm foolish inside that I have enough surprises. The woman, who drops off the boys as they run away in a slightly unnatural way, was laughing.

Because although it is good to come to a whorehouse, it is not uncommon for a man to escape because of his lack of courage. When they were worthy, they went back to cleaning.

The two of us when we ran away.

I was trying to catch my breath, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, away from the whorehouse.

I never thought I'd do a voluntary run in here.

"Damn it, brother, if it was a store like that, just say so first."

"You were close to winding up all the money."

A special bonus paid by Payce is two silver coins. Four for both of us. They came running away with sanity because this wasn't enough, but if it was enough, they could have been on a flurry of women's invitations. About that, the temptation of that hand shop is intense.

Note that the real price starts with a few copper coins, and the price of five silver coins is rough. The point is, they were playing with jokes, but neither of us realizes that.

"So, where are we?"

"Come on?"

"Hey, you lost!? I thought you knew the way and you were running.

"You can't afford it!!

"What are you going to do!!

"Know!! Anyway, we'll just have to look for the path we know."

The two of us lost sight of our current position because we were running indifferently.

We got lost in a strange neighborhood. I can't even tell you not to be anxious.

"In the meantime, let's go this way"

There's no point in walking to the dark clouds.

Fortunately, in the Wang capital, the royal castle can sometimes be seen from anywhere if it is somewhat tall, and it could be marked. If you walk in a certain direction looking at the castle, you shouldn't just go around the same road.

They were two people walking in a general direction, but in their ears like that, a woman begs for help.

"Hey, did you hear that now?

"Oh. Somebody help me. It was a woman's voice."

"Over there!!

You have to look at righteousness without courage. Cowards are unnecessary to the Mortairn family launched by the country's bravest. The Mortairn family is a disgrace to those who overlook the crisis of women.

The voice of a woman would have been heard further from the back of the narrow straw between the suspicious store and the store.

If you rely on it to go in the back alley, you'll be surrounded by four rough looking men, there was a young woman.

Besides, the women's clothes seem to be dragged abusively, with brown youthful skin exposed, and the faces of the men who look down on it tend to desire to enjoy the inferior abuse.

The men were “still“ dressed, but no matter how they looked, they were the current perpetrators of the assault on women.

"Huh!? It's not a spectacle. Come on!

"If you get in my way, I'll kill you, kid!!

And it should be an indication, or, in a sense, a standard standard (temple) as usual threat complaint. At least, there is no courtesy or anything like that for the men.

"Please help!!

A woman's voice once again clings to the back alley. Stick with all your might to the thread of hope that seemed slight.

"Yant!!

"Don't even say it to everyone Al...... you guys, if you want to let go of your hands from a woman and walk away with adultery, I'm gonna miss you!!

Yant's words only incited mockery of the men.

It's a pair of young men still young. The men were more numerous, and from the people who were fighting and stepping on the number of places, the pair didn't even know who they were.

"Hungry, the price of righteous allies, pay with Temeer's body. I'll give you a break with five or six bones!!

"Die!!

Of the stinking men, one suppresses the woman with a winged strangle, and the other three strike at the same time.

Two teenage youths against such thugs. Obviously disadvantaged. That would have appeared objectively so.

But what was unexpected to the thugs would have been that these two were also servants of the Mortairn family beyond the special training of hell.

I haven't seen hell in Dada.

"Shit!!

In a noisy world, the sword didn't let go of his skin, but the weapon serves its original purpose.

Scattered swordsmanship, the boulders cleave the rapists with as much acumen as they seem to be at one end of the spectrum.

Triple flashes. That was enough.

"Bye!!

"Ugh!!

Of the three, two get stuck in no time.

Speaking of newcomers, they weren't employed by the Mortairn family in decorations, nor were they more forged than childhood in play. Well, he's grown once or twice after the devil's special training.

The chimps of the town are not numbered for Yant and Al.

Seeing a fellow instantly hit, the remaining two of the thugs, rush away. Even the discarded dialogue of remembering, it would be a joke to come and go.

"Um... thank you"

It was the woman who was attacked who helped.

I expressed my gratitude to the two young men who showed up for salvation.

"Were you okay?

"Yes."

The woman also answers to her temperament while concealing her skin full of torn clothes, shattered areas.

This is another sight of trouble for the two young people.

Had it not been for Al's manoeuvre to lend his jacket while pointing in the direction of the day after, he might have been wolfy at all times.

"Is it dangerous for a girl to walk out here?

"Right..."

"I don't know, there seems to be a situation... but if it's all right, why don't I give you a ride home?

What happens if a young woman with significant skin exposure walks around a suspicious area of the atmosphere. Though the sun is still high, I don't think I can imagine very well. It's like dangling raw meat into a bunch of wolves.

That's why the idea of sending a woman home came naturally out. Arlach is also a Kaoru feminist of Pais.

"Right, please. I want to thank you too."

"Oh well. Then I'll send it to you, but before I do."

Al, against the woman, took a breath.

"Do you know where this is?

For he remembered that he was in the midst of being lost.