Sweet Reincarnation

I can hear the waves.

In the distance, the voice of seabirds. Beautiful starry sky, tidal scent. The beauty of the sea at night is common at all times.

The emotional Pace was on the ship now.

Yesterday, Pais and the others, who succeeded in catching the killer safely, sent the killer's figure to Viscount Bombino, not Mortairn.

It is a disgrace only to those from Mortairn, but the place where it happened was in the Viscount's Hall. Unless it is also extraterritorial, the investigative and judicial powers lie with the Bombino family. That's common sense.

Even though the Mortarns are mortal, the Mortarns have no right to judge cases on other lands.

When Pais apologized for not being able to retrieve the ring he gave me at the corner after the killer was handed over, Uranta nodded that she had no choice either.

Of course, the search for the ring will continue, and the killer's memory will be interrogated, but for now, one paragraph shares the perception that it's on. It was confirmed that he was a burglar when it came to who was to blame and that the friendship and faith between the Mortairns and the Bombinos remained unchanged.

Now, as for Uranta here, I wonder, once again, if we really need to hustle up the union and friendship between the two families.

If it stays this way, that is, if the burglary case and the culprit's surrender have only been completed, maybe the Bombino and Mortairn families have been misled. Anyway, it's true that you lost the proof of friendship.

If the killer's aim is the mutiny between the two houses, not only this incident, but then two or three arrows may arrive. Anyway, there is no certainty that the killer is a solo offender.

Before that happens, we should prevent them from giving us any gaps to get in.

The hand that Uranta struck because she wanted to do something about it is another party.

It's a unique solution for the Bombino family, which goes on to throw a fancy party. This is not the case with poor houses.

On top of that, Uranta thought further. If you ask about the circumstances of this one, it seems to be because they didn't think you deserved Jose.

For once, it is better to appeal exactly to the power of the Bombino family. That's a great idea. He also seems to be learning a lot from the people around him, starting with Pais.

How can we demonstrate the power of the Bombino family? When it comes to the fact that this House can be proud of anyone, it is a powerful navy that has been maintained for generations. Number second only to the Ratesh family. And a proud navy, proud to cross the Ratesh family if quality. The best of the kingdoms of God, no. Elite troops that can be said to be the best of neighboring countries. What do we do without showing this?

All right, let's have a party on board.

Uranta praised herself for her thoughts.

For the Navy, the number of ships is i.e. military power. By showing off the number and equipment of our ships, we showed the strength of the Bombino family.

And now, Pais and Uranta were amicably bickering in the waves of swings.

"The boulder is Lord Pais. I'm no match for speed. We can't be very fat."

"No, because I occasionally borrowed magic from my father. It's the achievement that's made of it. I was just lucky."

"I see. Can you also use Lord Casserole's [metastasis], Lord Pais? This is an important story."

"For once, there is a constraint that you can lend only to blood wizards. but it would also be a weakness if they found out about it. I hope you don't have to talk about this."

"Okay."

In this incident, the Mortairn family was able to owe one to the Bombino family. I made a case that I didn't need, and I made it take a lot of work.

There was a burglar among the men who took him. This is information that can greatly undermine the trust of the Mortairn family. If you want me to help you seal the passport and the information, I need a souvenir instead.

Concealed information hidden externally, as a confidentiality of the Mortairn family. Communicating one end of it is the souvenir. The magic, which can also be synonymous with the Mortairn family, can be used not only by the father but also by the son. This information is decadent. If used well, it would also be poison against the Mortairn family.

That's why Uranta puts what she hears into her mind.

Because by poisoning the Mortairn family, Pais absolutely hated being hated by Jose anyway.

"In the meantime, shall we toast?"

"Yeah. To solve the case and our unchanging friendship"

Kin, and the clear sound of the silver cup.

What's inside is a fairly diluted honey wine. It's an extremely sweet dessert drink, but it's just right for the two of us who aren't physically fit.

"Oh, yummy"

"Right."

It must have been because I was often tired of everything. The uranta, which I drank all at once, quickly turned red, even though it was not a large amount. It's supposed to be little different than water, but maybe he's drunk on the atmosphere.

"It would have been perfect if Jose had been here..."

"I'm sorry. There's more to it than that, just in case it's out there."

Turns out the purpose of the burglary came from a passionate fondness for Jose. Not only is there one Jose fan in Mortairn territory, but in a place where the Mortairn family's eyes are hard to reach, if there is a second and third incident, that may be the one thing that will become irrevocable.

An increase in suicide bombing terror situations, using being from Mortairn. It's a nightmare as a Mortairn family.

So Jose was to be escorted to the king's capital for a while until most of it cooled down. Sometimes Anniez was reluctant to put her daughter out of her sight.

"Instead, we have a good one"

"Oh, what is it?"

Before the onboard party was announced, it was the same for the Mortairns to fear that the differences between the two houses might be rumored as they were.

So, Pais thought. I was wondering if there was a good hand in appealing to both families to be intimate.

When that happens, it's up to Pais to come up with it. Sweets.

Make a new sweet and present that recipe to the Bombino family. This will also help Jose when he goes to his wife, and it's a good thing.

and so on, which led Pais to conclude that it seemed to be Pais.

Quickly, I gathered the ingredients that I could even pick in Bombino territory, and I got raspberries, milk, alcohol in honey, etc.

This is the sweet thing I can do, and the paice that reminds me of the perfect thing is to be caged in the kitchen for two hours.

For some reason, there were so many sweets that I had no problem behaving to all the invitees at the party.

Needless to say, Shiites and others were frightened.

I don't have to check again, but it was only after Pace started making sweets that the party was informed. Without the party, you'd also want to ask what you were going to do with the massive sweets.

"Taste it, then!!

"Ooh!!

Pais' prepared treat made me cheer.

It is already famous for the delicious treats of the Mortairn family, and it is also gaining visibility as a fine confectionery mecca. Sweets prepared by such a house. A lot of people take the sweets, not as sweet as they've ever been.

Ms. Nilda, who has no eyes on the sweet thing, may have pushed the crowd man forcefully to secure several copies. Says it tastes good, but eats bakubaku.

Take that aside, and take one uranta.

A small cup (high) to be used for toasts with a fluffy treat. From what I've seen, they look like they're hanging something white on top of the berries.

"What kind of treat is this?

Uranta's question would be natural.

Sweets I eat for the first time in my life. If you try it, it tastes like alcohol. For Uranta, who has always thought sweets were sweets, this is the first experience where you can feel things like the sourness of berries and the flavor of alcohol.

"I say Kranakan"

"Kranakan?"

Prepared by Pais are traditional Scottish sweets.

It's one of the cooler sweets of summer, where you hang a mixture of whipped cream, honey and raspberries made from milk on oatmeal dipped in alcohol.

It's mostly something to mix and eat, but it's delicious inside even if you eat it without mixing.

Uranta was apparently a mixed-and-eating pie, even replacing whether he liked it or not.

"This is delicious."

"I'm glad you're happy. Later, I'll also give you what I wrote about how to make it. I'm going to be able to make it for my sister too, so if you want to eat it next time, make sure you eat it as your sister's hand cooking."

"Of course, be happy!!

Uranta nodded at Pais with a full grin.

If Jose is going to be able to make it sooner or later, this could be my favorite dish, etc.

If you're going to be so happy, you're going to end up in artisanal profits, even as a pais.

But it's not just eating and delighting, it's also because Pais is called a prank boy.

"Actually, there was more anecdote in these sweets."

"Huh? What is it?"

"It's..."

The best reason I made this sweet. It was when we tried to talk about it.

"Dear Pais!! Something like this!!

Glagan, who was supposed to be resting in the cabin, came running with something like a cloth cut.

There's something going on around me when I panic.

"What?

"Yes, earlier, I suddenly came down on my head"

"Came down? On board?

"Yes."

A strange situation.

Suspicious objects entered a confined space, in a sense isolated, called a ship. It is a mystery how it was done, but it is impossible to say not to be alarmed.

I'll spread out the handed cloth cut, Pais.

There was a message written on Pais, in a neat and neat form.

"Huh!!

To its content, Pais accidentally disturbed his mind.

"What is it?

"... Lord Uranta, this is harassment"

"Harassment?"

"Yeah, read it"

Uranta reading cloth lettering shown by Pais.

What was written was unintelligible to Uranta.

"The grace of a great God is given to the righteous faithful. In the house of the heroes of the kingdom of God, I hope to regain my righteous faith and to be guided. The ring you desire is in my hands, according to the guidance of God. Throw away confectionery and other things clean, and do not come to God. If you do, you will be given God's grace. Yume no doubt."

Ulanta, who read to the end, loses her words.

"Does this... mean there was a mastermind in the example theft?

Great God, there is a saying that it is the right faith. At a time when the unusual people who worship Jose as a goddess have caused a commotion, I can't help but wonder about the language of that hand.

Uranta's idea is, in a way, correct. But to Pais, only to Pais, I know who sent this cloth cut.

"These are the people of the Holy Nation who sent this."

In Pais' head was a young man who made himself a hero. I hate sweets that are red-haired and have magic that doesn't go well with me. The kind of guy who flips Pace's nerves from one place to the next must have sent this.

I think so and look around the ship. Until just now, I sure as hell wasn't there, but I don't see it. Again, definitely.

"The right faith? I wonder what that means."

……

Pais thinks about the meaning of the written wording.

So, I notice all the time.

"Throw away the confectionery. Fuck that guy!!

Pais ran out with a bah. For some reason, I started eating my own Kranakan from one end.

"What are you doing!?

It was Ulanta who surprised me.

It's not like it's started now that Pace's behavior hasn't even clapped, but at least I want an explanation.

"Perhaps the people of the Holy Nation have been wondering about the incident since before we moved to catch the killer. Now that I think about it, there was a verse that seemed like it. Why did I miss it on top of that? Perhaps we thought it would be better suited to our purpose."

"Our purpose?

"It's close to us and the Bombino family. For the two houses to bond equally, it was necessary for us to walk over in the form of making a debt. That's why I missed the burglar. Or perhaps it was a man of the Holy Nation who taught."

"What the hell!?

"But at the same time, we were watching. That's why I picked up the ring."

"... incredible"

Pais had certainty. With that bitter, I'm pretty sure that's about it.

And there's nothing like putting this lucky thing in my nose that I know is stolen. Far from that depth of desire, he's a man who moves with justice that returns stolen goods to their original owners.

But if we go straight back from the front, we suspect ourselves. That's why I've been sending a message to Pace that only he understands.

Among the messages, the only specific indication of the place is the phrase confectionery. Dumping the confectionery means I could have put a ring inside the confectionery.

Eating with fierce momentum, Pais searches for the ring. There's no way a man who loves confectionery can imitate throwing it away.

As a result, Pace's actions were wasted.

It's not like the reasoning was wrong. Pais' predictions were getting a good deal of purpose. It was a miscalculation by one woman who was caught by Pais and disappointed in Kranakan.

"I didn't know Mr. Nilda would find the ring..."

Yes, Nildia, who was eating all over the place with great momentum, chewed something gallopily as she was eating. Even the stone went in, and when I spit it out, that's why it was the ring.

Should I call it Nilda's food handles?

It's an interesting story because that pais turned out to be a mysterious face.

"Lord Uranta."

"Yes?"

"Actually, that's what I was about to say earlier."

"Ha."

Pais, with a sinister face, speaks to Uranta.

"This Kranakan. I had a habit of putting rings in my wedding."

"Huh!?

"The person who wins the ring will be the star of the next wedding."

"Yes!? Mr. Nilda did? Huh? Really?

"It's true. It was a treat I made after the ring, but I really didn't think I was going to reproduce that anecdote... if Mr. Nilda is going to get married, this is also on the edge of something. Act like this Kranakan."

"Okay."

A luxurious woman who scattered herself and cleared herself of alcohol next.

Is it true that she will be married next?

Uranta was in an incredible mood to replace Kranakan.