Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

Lords raise one eyebrow to Geist's words.

"Why would I want a maid like this? She may be comfortable to hold because she's a little thick, but she's a little girl who lacks a claim as a woman. You like this stuff?

Razette holds her fist firmly to the scattered evaluation. When I get a chance, I'll punch him thoroughly, and I'm determined to take more than a fist I've gripped.

Geist shook his head sideways with a bitter smile that wasn't an act.

"Your maid has been sighted at the scene last winter when stray child firewood was taken. So I'd like to talk to you."

The lord inexplicably tilted his neck at the reason Geist told him. A fat jaw pops into the fat stuffed neck.

"Case investigation is under the jurisdiction of the Lords' Army. There's no need for the Church to shudder."

"I don't care what happens to a stray child. Isn't that the same as the Count?

Geist tells him that no case investigation has been conducted far away.

"Sure. The Lord's Army will take care of the investigation."

The lord sees the razette and then loses interest and gives permission to throw.

"I don't mind taking you with me."

Geist mocked at the Lord's blind spot.

A razette who felt himself in danger summons the lord.

"What?"

The lord responded depressingly from the bottom of his heart.

Razette opens her mouth as calmly as possible, feeling Geist throwing a tight gaze at her back.

"I'm on Master Sola's side. You can't just throw out a job for a long time."

"With Sola's side...

How Razette got sidelined is part of a pocket ploy against Sola.

It's possible that if you pull yourself apart, albeit only for a few days, Sora won't talk about the idea that bends the navel and leads to a money-making story.

The lord who so decides turns to Geist and withdraws his foreword.

"There is no story of depositing it with the church. If you want to hear from that maid, do it on the property of the hall. I know you do, but if you do harm to the son of Noon, I'll put you in my neck and decorate you in front of the building."

Even the Kleinsert family has a lot of enemies. I can't wait to be targeted for a succession.

Stabbed a nail in Geist and the lord left the room.

In a room where I was alone with Razette and Geist. Winter wind rattles windows.

Geist opened the window and took the winter breeze indoors.

"I can't say whose, but the smell is still there."

Geist smiled a flirtatious smile at Razette, who watched carefully, one by one, as she was wary of what to start.

If you ask me, there is a smell of sweaty lords in the room.

"Well, shall we talk?"

Prompt Geist by hand to sit on the couch.

Geist shrugged his shoulder when Razette said no to the maid sitting down. And he urged himself not to sit down, but to put his elbow on the window frame and look out. I haven't seen a painting model in my life.

He narrowed his eyes uncomfortably when he found something when he dropped his gaze on the window frame. Wipe the window frame when you remove the cloth from your pocket.

"What are you doing?

"No, because it was a little dirty. Because this is the quality that I can't help but worry about."

Geist, who escaped his gaze outside the window looking a little badly punished, found the church's bright white wall ahead of him, pointing to it.

"There wouldn't be a single stain on the church walls, would there? For every morning, noon, and evening, and late at night shall be polished, but that shall be done by the people of the church. Clean lovers are also our occupational diseases."

"Why such a hassle?"

Razette shrugs at the thought of the effort needed. I'm getting tired just imagining it.

Geist opened his mouth carefully as he blinked several times to express his surprise.

"Isn't Mr. Razette a believer?

"It's not that uncommon. Unlike cities, villages often don't have churches, and even city dwellers are about 30% of the time not church believers."

"As much as it's lamentable. And so again, man repeats his mistakes."

Geist throws up. Late I realized it was in front of the razette and scratched my cheek.

"Shall we end the public discourse here? Let's get down to business."

"It's about the firewood loss of the stray children."

Geist sighs at the soft-blown razette.

"No. It's about O'Garrite. You know what I mean?

Again, yes, Razette swallows the complaints that had come all the way to her throat. He always said he needed more work.

"I will keep Mr. Razette in the church and detain him, and in those few days I will have the village in my hands. That was the plan. If only you had been sealed, there would be no one to send news to the village. In fact, I think you made it through. [M] It's a great courage just to disagree with the Count's decision."

Geist applauding small enough to make a fool of himself.

"They say the church doesn't let people die, so it inspired courage"

There was a razette at the scene of the incident where the stray children's firewood was taken, ironically returning that it would pass if you knew that fact.

But Geist shrugged with an extra grin.

"I'm glad you can count on me. But you seem to be making one mistake."

Raise your hands to shoulder height, shake your head, and make a shuddering noise. The spare giggle turned into a mockery with the addition of eyes that looked down.

"You've heard about The Killer Wizard, right?

Geist's mouth is one of the world's most talked about games.

Razette used to be heard of too.

"You're talking about the first killer in history."

"Yes."

Geist nods aloud.

"This world was inherently a world that couldn't kill its own people. It was a world where dogs had dogs, eagles had eagles, oxen had oxen, and men could not kill people. But there was a wizard dissatisfied with this code made by God. He can't help but want to kill people. I studied to fulfill that distorted aspiration and finally produced the magic of killing. Thus came a world in which homicide was possible. The magic of killing still does not become ineffective, and people do not stop killing each other in their own kind. No more magic should be banished in order not to alter the world. That's why we churches don't kill people and we don't let them die. Because the code of the world before it was altered is what God wants!

Geist spoke of doctrine in a tone that was difficult to act, staring at the razette.

"... there are just exceptions"

Low enough to calm down, he had a chilled voice.

Razette unwittingly hardens herself.

Skin bubbles in the cold, which is not the only cause of the winter breeze.

"Magic should be banished. The same goes for wizards who violate God's code, which means they should be killed. Those who have been tamed with and corrupted by this altered world should also be killed. I don't recognize wizards or corrupt people."

Geist, with his body away from the window, slowly walks over to the razette.

"Mr. Razette, aren't you a believer? Are you a human being?

Place your hands on both shoulders of the razette and the geist inquires with cold eyes.

The force in my hand placed on my shoulder, even as I felt dangerous and fled, was unexpectedly strong and difficult to get out of. It seems like it can be paid off, but it can't be any more abusive than the other person being in the position of second bishop.

The two people looking at each other and towing each other didn't notice the door to the room opened quietly. It was Sola who held down the door with her young hands and made her peek into her face.

Having seen the side of the blue razette with fear and quickly perceived the situation, Sora immediately gives an innocent look and drops a bomb in the room named Word.

"Razette's bringing in a man!

An innocent boy soprano sounded like a little bird.