Sweet Reincarnation

That day began a hasty day with a report brought by the chief squire.

"Have you heard from Uncle Ratesh?

Shiites rushed in, based on Pais, who was enjoying the Japanese and Western compromise of tasting the morning tea with Japanese sweets. It's been a long time since I thought I could take my time in the morning about arrowheads. Truly impeccable, Pais smiles.

If you ask me, a man has come to him to name his use from Uncle Ratesh. It is a mid-morning surprise. The number of visitors to Mortairn territory is increasing year after year, but there are quite a few big players.

He said, "I hear you're coming in."

What was informed was that Uncle Ratesh himself would soon be visiting Mortairn territory and coming to see Pais. One of the greatest aristocrats in the South travels all the way. There is no doubt that this cannot be easier.

Above all, coming to the territory is making more noise. The present lord of the Mortairn family is Casserole, and he is in the king's capital. At the point of coming directly to the territory without it, whatever the intent is on the other side, the desire to be calm on the other side is unlikely to come true.

"... that's not calm. What's the reason for the visit?

Pais drinks tea while picking sweets. Should it be called boulder that is my pace even when I come here?

"For now, I just need to see you and talk to you."

"What does that mean?

"Well, Early Ratesh Uncle, you're right. You sniffed something...... how do you see it?

Pais puts his neck on what he tells him. I need to see you and talk to you. Let that be all I have as a message, and I'll come see you straight away. How should I take this message? Pais thinking about it for a while.

Shiites, for example, wait beside them. I don't know what to say, because at a sudden moment of need, Pace's judgment and decisions are something he can rely on. He is a child, usually the next lord you can rely on when you should, even if he was an annoying problem child who made all the extra noise with sweets and treats. Wait for the title of Lord's Proxy because you know the strength of no one but to speak differently.

I guess I got my thoughts together. After a while, Pace finally laughed at me.

"I'm sure you're not in the mood to ask or say hello in season."

"Sort of."

An adult nobleman takes days to come to the Baron's Lands and greets him with a hello and good mood, etc. There is no such stupid story. If you're in the opposite position, it could be a big story, but it doesn't apply to this case.

"If something went wrong in the Ratesh territory or in the Ratesh family's house, otherwise, you'd come and explore our secrets."

Pais considers several possibilities as to why Uncle Ratesh is coming.

"I didn't know you had a problem with the Ratesh family?

"That's a female over there. There can be a problem with the successor, asking for our help to fix it."

Originally, the House of Uncle Ratesh had a successor problem from the time of the day.

The lord of the aristocracy is considered desirable by men, even from the common sense of the Kingdom of God. This is because the nobility of the Kingdom of God is required to be a knight on one point.

In the Kingdom of God, a country in which knights were pleased and in which the fundamentals of all national systems revolved around knights, nobility, which cannot be fought on the battlefield, is contradictory as a concept and, if it is real, despised.

A samurai you can't fight, it's like.

Given the possibility of fighting the tension cut on the battlefield, it is still more desirable for a man to beat him physically. Female principals like the Ratesh family are more against tradition and common sense than they were.

Also, even when we think about family prosperity, there is still anxiety about the female head. In this world, where infant mortality is quite high, there have never been more children in the sense of insurance. In order to increase the number of trustworthy branches, I want the owners to have more and more children. However, when a woman is in charge, the affairs of the entire household will stagnate whenever a child can. If they can, women go into the back, concentrating on having and raising children, and the form in which the masters of men devote themselves to their affairs is the ideal form that many kingdoms of God want.

Therefore, there are many relatives who do not consider it preferable in the first place that the contemporary is in its present position. Some relatives, men, etc. who may have been able to become the masters of Awabari think about dragging the contemporary masters down if there is a gap. It is reasonably in keeping with tradition and is of poor quality only if some major pronoun is made up.

It is the status quo that forces this, silencing it with strength and merit. There is the fact that it is recognized because it is much better than a man in line and has a proven track record. I used to really rub it all together.

It also solves contemporary marriage problems, which were now smoking, and children are born. Though there will be some leftover fire, there will be no coup d 'état for the main shift right now. That's not why I can be alarmed, but I'm fine for now.

But what about the next generation?

There are three children who should be heirs in the Ratesh family today. The years are entirely together because everything is a girl and also a triplet. The ability part is also compared to the back of the chestnut. It's still unknown, and depending on education, it's not strange who the three of them pull out.

Sooner or later, as the children succeed the Ratesh family, it is easy to become a spark of contention because of the weak footing of any of the three women principals and the possibility that they will all be almost equally principals. Even parents are hard to tell. From the red others, all three look alike.

If you're going to try to feel good about it as a hindsight, who's going to be in a delicious situation? If, for example, those who were unable to become the masters in the contemporary era, there is no wonder that they are trying to get revenge for someone with three daughters.

The seeds of the successor struggle of the next generation are sprinkled with grandeur. If you want to pick sprouts beforehand, it is the consolidation of the ground through political marriage that is easy to understand.

"I mean, that you haven't given up on the boy yet?

"I don't think it's in the boulder, but it could be that we speak up for stability in the south."

It's not stable in the south.

"That house has three triplets' daughters. Someone in this could take over the Ratesh family in the future, and its son-in-law and fiancée could have the financial and military power of that Ratesh family. Your fiancée will want to choose carefully."

"Well, I guess so."

As the common sense of the Kingdom of God, the bond between houses through the marriage of children has always been of great importance. The effect of matrimonial policy is immensely great for a nobleman who thinks things through something called home.

"From the Ratesh family, which brings together the southern valves, it is risky to welcome other faction humans into their homes. Speaking of dominant houses in the southern valves..."

"It must be us or the Bombino family. In Baron Detmort, it's a downfall, and is Viscount Rehazik a downfall? Later on, we'll look alike."

Even if you have three daughters and someone carries on the trail, it can only be an option to take a son-in-law. You can't just let them all out there, and having a real child but adopting one just exacerbates the succession problem.

Then we'll talk about where to take my son-in-law from.

There are a few major problems here. It was also a problem during the contemporary days of the Ratesh family, but first the question of the character of the house. Regardless of how much we like each other, as a matter of reality, my son-in-law has to get it from quite a house. In the Kingdom of God, where the standard of education falls apart from house to house, where a civilian class human being enters his son-in-law into a grand aristocracy close to the top of the country, he loses his place uselessly in the first place. It's the same as putting a human being with only a degree of elementary school graduation at the head of a sudden big company or at the heart of national politics, and it can't possibly work. I can't be the son-in-law of the Ratesh family unless I'm a proper educated person in a proper house. I'm not qualified.

In addition, the colour of the faction becomes important. The Ratesh family belongs to the foreign service valves, which may be unexpected. Because it serves as a focal point for diplomacy and trade with the Holy Nation, but there are also many military-style nobles in the local valves that are said to be southern valves. What happens if you take a son-in-law from a foreign or internal valley? Even the Ratesh family, which has a strong hue of foreign affairs valves, will become even darker as foreign affairs valves. Will the internal valves be colored and made to disdain the military valves relative? Such fears also arise. It is clear that a sway occurs and upsets the southern valve ties.

Ideally, to a lesser degree than the Ratesh family, financially rich in the Ratesh family, belonging to the military valley, the southern valley nobility. This is the best. Be the best option.

Aside from the fact that the person in question is limited, the request is obvious.

"It would be awkward to connect directly with us, for example, if we would welcome the remote people of the Bombino family in a way that we would see later."

"Are you talking about a good sense of distance and not having to worry about influence from elsewhere?

"It is much smaller and more influential than welcoming my son-in-law. Then you should want to keep that impact to a minimum. That's why I let my son-in-law in from a weak aristocrat in the south. Dissenting opinions due to the drop in ratings push off our or Bombino signs on the grounds. What do you say?"

If you want to see things with the political sense of being Pais, if you want the three daughters of the House of Ratesh to take son-in-law and inherit the traces, it's best to get son-in-law from the house of a leading nobleman in the same southern valley as the House of Ratesh. However, it is not in close proximity to the direct system, and I will get it from the side system whenever I can.

The Ratesh family retains its independence as always, without having to take into account the son-in-law's fiancée, and the benefits can then be properly secured. Wouldn't that be the best measure?

And then it depends on how we feel about each other.

These kinds of matrimonial diplomacy have been rooted out for years without the feeling of the person in question. Uncle Ratesh, this is a good enough reason to visit the Mortairn family immediately. Thank goodness for the paice. At least help me. As a House of Ratesh, you will want to win the favor of the House of Mortairn.

"Sounds like it. So, if our secret is leaking, what is it?

This is the real deal.

Uncle Ratesh is coming. Of course there are a number of possible reasons, but it is big enough for her to move immediately, and what if the problem is on the Mortairn side.

Of course, nothing more than a major invention.

"... it would be magical candy"

"Oh."

In Pace's answer, too, Shiites, who was 90% predicted, drops his sigh.

"How did you sniff it out when it was so thorough and hidden information? Honestly, it's even horrible."

"Damn it. Come on with your sense of smell. It would be better for the world to smell garlic."

Pais has been thoroughly hiding information since he was studying it in general purpose research. Careful attention should have been paid and confidentiality measures should have been taken to such an extent that we can be sure that the information is definitely not leaking.

Nevertheless, if you sniff out information, there is nothing more to fear than the Ratesh family's ability to gather information. Were you so closely monitoring the Mortairn family? Or is there a hell of an excellent information-gathering system at the Royal Institute?

It would be troublesome if it had been sniffed out.

"... but even if I said I sniffed it, it would be a sphere of speculation. Something suspicious, I guess. I don't even think they got any specific information."

But Pais deduces that no matter how much information he grabs about Uncle Ratesh's thoughts, he hasn't reached a point of certainty.

Shiites puts a question mark on Pais's opinion, which I affirm.

"How can you say that?

The Ratesh family is a known landlord. It has a network of information that is not comparable to the Mortairn family and gathers information without exception. If his house got serious, maybe he's grabbing something that's just enough certainty to get to the information Pace was hiding.

Could it be, as a matter of possibility? Then can we assume that the other side is certain in order to assume the worst?

That's what Chief Shiites thought, but Pace's neck is shaken to the side.

"Because if you have just enough evidence to be sure, you don't have to bother to come by Uncle Ratesh himself. If you want some results from us, you can help keep information secret. We're going to negotiate what exactly we're going to defend, so we're going to have to negotiate in detail."

"I see."

"I come all the way to the top because I think there can be problems that I can't judge if I'm not at the top. I mean, because I think there's a lot of uncertainty."

I'm assuming what Uncle Ratesh has to negotiate for himself. This is because we expect it to be difficult (tough) to negotiate with the Mortairn family.

Why is it more difficult to negotiate?

Because even as Uncle Ratesh, he is often invisible.

Isn't there an unexpected hidden ball that could be turned upside down in negotiations, or perfectly soaked up, like Pais? You must be thinking this.

I mean, I'm not sure. Yes, Pais assured me.

"So you're not leaking to specifics?"

"Yes."

Pais nods confidently.

Whatever it is, there will be no borough in negotiations with the Ratesh family. That's what I thought.

On the day of the negotiations, more than three thousand came, a fully armed army.