Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

Second story, what's going on in the realm?

Returning from the Lords' Office to the room, a blue-faced, side-by-side maid Minan was searching around for Sola.

Whatever the contents are, it's only natural because if Sora, a two-year-old, is still missing, she will be held accountable and executed.

While clouding her tea with fairy tales to Minan to make sure she's safe in tears, Sora thinks about how to shake herself in the future.

Perhaps the inhabitants resent the Kleinsert family, the Lords.

Sora, the heir of the Kleinsert family, could also suffer from it all if it stays this way. Worst of all, it could be the end of a revolution and be killed.

Determined urgently to restore confidence from the residents, Sola explores the batter.

"What can a two-year-old do...

Those two shouldn't even listen to me if I speak to management. Something's wrong with the guy who asks.

Shall we manipulate the Lords Army in some way and rule from the shadows by threatening their parents with that force? I recall evidence I saw in the Lords' Office, although I could be soaked with such dangerous thoughts.

Evidence of the aggressive abduction of the people by executives, including the Legion Leader.

If I do poorly, it's all about eliminating the interrupters, and I get stabbed from behind.

"... packed early. I've never had a hand."

Minan asks about the complexion of Sora, who sighed.

"Hey, does the maid know what kind of life the people in the realm have?

Sora shows an unusual smile that diverges from her inside, pointing out the window and asking.

There are only a few stone buildings in the city visible through the windows, and the rest are crude dirt-walled houses. In the distance you can even find a home just for the roof.

"... Huh?

Opening her mouth and poking, she began to panic the way she realized it was disrespectful behavior.

"You know what? The Kleinsert realm is showing great development thanks to its lords and wives, and enjoying the prosperity of being comparable to the Wang du..."

"I know you're willing to use hard words against your child to roll them in smoke, but they're not going to, are they?

I float a 0 yen smile I worked out at a burger shop to block words.

Despite the architectural skills of building stone houses, the landscape is still strange where houses with only a roof are commonplace.

"I'm tired of lying. I want the facts."

Minan took a breath. She looks like a two-year-old asked me about her general period.

"You're not lying, are you?

"If you don't tell me the truth, I'm gonna cry, okay?

The child's lacrimal glands are loose. Sora had acquired the art of lying and crying while acting as a toddler.

Minan clung his cheeks to Sola, who turned away from his smile and moistened his eyes.

"Wait. I'll tell you. I'll tell you."

Sora sincerely apologizes to Minan for poking her open hand at him and stopping him.

It turned out to be a form of threat, but even as Sola is not awake when she is enslaved as a punishment that damages the mood of her succession.

"Yay. My maid's sister, Suki."

Minan began to pompous about the lives of the civilians with a grin that caught on to Sola, who was going to follow him because he made scattered, childless remarks and actions.

"There are no mountains in Kleinsert territory. Facing the sea, this land was originally susceptible to sea breezes and very difficult to grow crops."

Sola makes up for the shortfall against the statements that were also in the few materials in the office.

There are countless rivers in Kleinsert territory where the soil is brimming with salt gas as seawater flows in every time the ocean is full. I guess that's why crops don't grow around there either.

"And then we can't even secure pasture. Few people specialize in raising livestock because they don't grow well either. Everyone is starving with fish picked from the sea and a few crops."

In order to run agriculture smoothly, it is necessary to drain the salt of the land and prevent seawater from flowing into the river. The same goes for livestock production.

"I thought I'd line up all the fish dishes with reason"

"Do you hate fish?

I shook my head to the side against Minan I asked.

Because it was originally Japanese, or because there was no dissatisfaction in this world that all seafood was fresh natural products, Sola.

"What kind of boat goes fishing?

"Do you mind if I paint because it's hard to explain with my mouth?

It's easier to understand.

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

Thought I'd go get the paper, Minan spilled a small amount of water from the water spill onto his desk, and started painting with it.

The waters in the light of day shine and the ships glittering on the desk are drawn out. The shape is close to a canoe. I don't have a sail, so I guess I'll use it for fishing offshore.

"That's very picturesque."

"It's an honor. There will be about five people aboard this ship. Drop the fishing line after you go out to sea."

"... What about the net?

"A net, what is it?

Minan with a strange face.

I don't think a net exists, and Sola teaches you how to shape and use it.

"I see it was in the back of my parents' barn"

Her parents seem to be fishermen to observe from Minan's words after putting their hands on her cheeks and thinking about it.

"Why haven't you used it?

A net can be used to fish more efficiently than dripping fishing line. I've never crossed more fish to catch to secure food than crops don't grow.

"Until my grandfather was young, he used it, but the...

Minan clouds his words and wanders his gaze.

"I have to tell you the truth. I turned to the hallway. 'I hate my maid's sister!' Do you yell at me?

"Please wait! I'll tell you."

Minan takes a deep breath and looks at me. Sora also turned a deaf ear to her as she took the position of a confidential conversation.

"When the former lord was angry, he said, 'A civilian has a fine ship, etc.' and the size of the ship was limited, so the net became unusable."

It seems to be the work of a former lord, or someone who is Sola's grandfather.

"... I guess I went to hell properly"

"Master Sola?

"Nothing."

Asked by the twinkle, Sola instantly laughs affectionately. Minan, fooled by that smile, decided that he must have misheard.

"Still, a boat for four to five, right? I think I can put a net on it."

"The ocean around here is very complex on top of the rapid tide flow due to the influence of numerous small islands. Hammers for sinking nets are also flushed without considerable weight. I was wondering if that's why you can't put me on the ship."

Minan makes a troubled face with his eyebrows in eight letters. Everything, even skilled fishermen can't read the tide currents, and like every year, they seem to be in demonic waters where missing persons come out.

"To sum up, you're saying it's too hard to secure food?

When Sola tightened, Minan nodded and expressed his affirmation.

"How do you pay taxes in that state?

Sora seems cute, tilts her little neck and asks, but the gap with the content seems too intense and ineffective.

Minan's gaze pierces him like he sees creepy things.

"Tax, is….

"You know what that means? You want to go on. I understand."

You wouldn't even have believed Sora's words, but Minan opened his mouth while wiping the table depicting the ship.

"The taxes were paid mainly by logged trees"

"Were you there?

Catch on to the past shape and inquire back.

Is it exempt until I bring it back because the lives of the inhabitants are in difficulty, Sora anticipates?

"The current lord is required to pay in currency"

"I see. There is no food in the territory, so we make them pay taxes in currency, import food from the margins in that currency, and distribute it to the inhabitants."

Apparently, Sola was relieved that the father in this world wasn't as shabby as her first impression.

I'm sorry I said pig or something, Father, and I apologize to discipline in my heart.

"No, there's no food distribution. They say the taxes collected will be taken by the lords when they travel to King's Capital."

Sora exhaled a deep sigh into Minan's words.

Apparently the father was a genuine crumb. The taxes collected are probably used to bribe the King's Capital.