Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

If you become a Viscount, you are given a part of your parent's territory. In other words, part of Count Kleinsert's territory is given to Sola, who became a Viscount, as Viscount territory.

But it's nominal.

Viscount territory is given parental territory because parents supervise and teach those who have no experience not to like it. I can't free my territory just because I've become a Viscount.

But Sora's demands remove this restriction.

Inviting Chaff, a man of another house, as a counsellor, makes him a breakwater against interference from pig lords.

Sovereignty is vested in Sola, the Lord of the Viscount, as he is not an adviser but an advisor, and the final decision is also vested in Sola.

Territorial management takes place in Sola's mind and ignores it on the grounds of chaff even when his parent, the pig lord, pinches his mouth.

Even a decorative advisor, Chaff is a man of the Count Trinen family, and it is the advisor who proceeds with the territorial management over his head, Chaff, of course, the act of painting mud on the face of the Count Trinen family. Sora, who won the duel, takes an advantage over Chaff, but the pig lord is not in that position.

Sora's demands bring up one fact if one looks around her head.

It is the miscarriage of Kleinsert parents and children.

If you're close, you don't hate parental supervision over territorial management.

The Marquis of Beltze frowned with that understanding.

No one can make Sola withdraw her request. I mean, it's a demand that's bound to come true.

An autonomous community by Sola will have been created in the territory of Count Kleinsert.

The impact is enormous.

Nobody knows where Sola stands politically. He used to come and go factions like bats. Counsellor Chaff is also a neutral nobleman.

And the flame bottle and the wooden sword that Sola showed in the duel. Neither is a substitute I have ever seen, and many want it.

It would take the means to take Sora into its own hands. Some of them include less praiseworthy M.O.

The Marquis of Beltze is held by Sola by a lifeline called the deal of Syracaba. It was necessary to help at times of need.

─ No, that's an excuse to hide the light. Which way, I will help Lord Sola.

For the Marquis of Beltze, Sola is the only one who understands. And vice versa. I also know what Sola's trying to do.

The fact that the Marquis of Beltze himself has devoted all his energies since his raid, the regeneration of the territory. The Marquis of Beltze also struggled, but the territory of Sola would make it even more difficult.

It was natural to help as a first.

Ordered Chaff to fulfill Sola's demands while the king was bitter, he called the Earls of Trinen and Beltze and left the scene.

It is the Viscount Sola Kleinsert territory, that is, the moment of the establishment of the Autonomous Community.

And it was also the moment that Sola began taking over Count Kleinsert territory.

Sora gets up and urges Chaff to walk out.

"We have a lot to do. Don't die of overwork, counselor."

"I have no idea what's going on."

Chaff sighed with his hands on his forehead as he couldn't keep up with the change of circumstances.

Sola smiles and waves to the pig lord. Few realized it was a declaration of victory and a declaration of war. The pig lord was one of those who didn't understand.

"Chaff, you don't have to think hard"

Sora turned a soothing grin to Chaff.

"Just give me a hand, that's all."

Sola continued, turning the soothing smile into a flirtatious one.

"This is a royal life."

When Sola and Chaff were on their way to visit the Gorges and the Kingsguard, the king was face-to-face with both the Marquis of Beltze and Count Trinen in a carriage running to the Royal Palace.

"Beltze, what is that supposed to mean? Where's your plan?"

The king inquires without even trying to hide his displeasure.

The Marquis of Beltze explained that he was not involved in any way with his troubled face.

"So you're telling me that little raccoon got everything from scratch? Tell the fool to take the rest of the day off."

"Your Majesty, Count Kleinsert and Lord Sola are separate. Given the content of the winner's authority, you can also see that they are in conflict."

"So who set up the conflict?

"I don't know."

The king stares at the Marquis of Beltze in a frigid manner.

Count Trinen unexpectedly saved the cold-sweating Marquis of Beltze.

"Your Majesty, I would stand around more cleverly if the Marquis Belze were a mastermind. Besides, there is no such thing as Sola Kleinsert's own head spinning on the authority of the winner, someone who can handle it. Keep an eye on the suspect and we'll be good enough. My immediate concern is if the unsuccessful find out how to manufacture the two weapons we showed in the duel."

The king reluctantly speared that Count Trinen's theory made sense.

"Beltze, keep the nail on Sola Kleinsert from you. Trinen, give the order to find out how to make it."

"Yes, sir."

The king sighed when the Marquis of Beltze and Count Trinen responded with all of them.

"Absolutely, there have never been many competent ministers, but it has to be done."

"I know you're too capable, but if you don't, the soldiers won't risk their lives."

The king is surprised that Count Trinen defended Sola.

"Trinen, no way I'm holding Kleinsert's shoulder to you?

"Count Kleinsert and Sola Kleinsert are separate, this is for sure. It's enough for the next generation, don't let go."

Count Trinen says pale. I guess it's because he hasn't broken himself off that he remains a tough face. Just like my son, he doesn't have very flexible thoughts.

That duel was so shocking that such a man had to put it at a glance.

"... let's keep that word, on my chest"

The king quietly returned it.

At the same time, in the Great Church of the King's Capital, Sola's demands were informed with the victory and defeat of the duel, and consultations were held between Bishop Reul, the supreme authority of the Church, followed by the Bishop with power, the ecclesiastical aristocracy and the heavy town of the ecclesiastical congregation, the four of whom served as cardinals.

"That's the whole disturbance and its backdrop."

Four roar with a serious face.

Everyone understands that the takeover of Count Kleinsert territory is Sola's aim.

"Very unsavory."

The Cardinal spoke his thoughts.

"Sea salt, pine fat, seafood, and their specialties also hurt but above all"

"─ That's land. It would be a shame to lose just one point that there is a sea, that land strewn with rivers."

Heavy towns of the Church take over and arm themselves, roaring.

"After a breath Count Kleinsert turned into a puppet, you little raccoon. Ruin it."

"I hear you're seven, are you that great?

Heavy towns nod with the bishop.

"He's a smart kid, but he's got a crazy Beltze behind him. It's not a glimmer."

"Is it possible to assassinate?

When asked by the Patriarch, Heavy Town and the Cardinal all shake their heads beside each other.

"Trinen's son is the hostage. If you get your hands on it badly, the Trinen of Piercing will turn to the enemy."

Heavy towns think it's a big deal if you've seen it this far.

It was then that the bishop defeated the general thrust that was about to solidify without a hitter.

"I hear Sola Kleinsert is only seven, right?

Scratch up the blonde hair that makes you wonder if it's shining in itself, the bishop asks.

That figure that attracts people, that voice, is a charisma that has been handed down to generations of bishops. A sign that the blood of a hero who inflicted a divine punishment on the wizard of killing asking mythology flows through his body.

"If you're seven years old, you still have time before you receive your countenance. Sola Kleinsert just has to be ineligible to succeed to the countenance. There are many ways to do this. For example -"

The bishop spins his words with thin lips as he clasps his golden forehead with his fingertips.

That's a simple one. It was a legitimate but therefore powerful stone.