Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

"By the way, this is former Count Territory. It's an area where the influence of the Church is deeply rooted."

Sora changes the cut of the story.

The village chief carelessly attached the thighs of the messenger.

It is a signal that you should be careful.

Even though I knew it was a favor, it was at least advice as a precursor to Sola getting hit.

Sora had captured the village chief's movements in her sight, but she doesn't blame him.

From the beginning, we're going to push forward.

"We need to create a place where the artisans of the Marquis Belze, the wizards, can stay safe. There's no such thing as pushing a craftsman and not having a summarizer, is there?

The messenger feels that the story is flowing in a strange direction and hurries to pinch his mouth.

"Does that mean creating a union?

It is a proposal to confront the Church with union, or organizational strength.

Sora shakes her head and dismisses.

"If you don't have a back shield, you can't fight the church by creating an organization."

"Will Viscount Kleinsert not shield me back?

frowning and the messenger asks. The tone included a critical sound as to whether he was willing to leave it behind after just accepting the craftsman.

Sora shrugs her shoulders.

"Of course, cooperate. But anyway, we're understaffed. It's not like my hands are free when I need them."

Sora makes a thoughtless look.

Behind Sola, he hid with one hand the mouth where Razette was about to laugh bitterly.

"So I have one proposal for the Marquis of Beltze."

Sora's thoughtless expression turns around and turns into a child-like bright smile that shows off the graffiti to her parents.

Zend stiffened himself reflexively. I realized that Sola was willing to make an unscrupulous “snack”.

Sola communicates her will to Zend only with a blink of an eye.

Said, if you don't want to get involved, keep it adult.

Sora finishes restraining the interrupter and opens her mouth.

"Lend me some officials."

"... what?

The messenger asks back with his mouth open.

But his brains, enthusiastic about his work, began to calculate the future if Sola's proposal came true.

Rent one of the towns to the craftsmen and invite the officials there from the territory of the Marquis of Belze.

The official will have gained the back shield of the Viscount Lord Sola and the Marquis of Beltze, and the church cannot be bypassed.

"... but isn't that like transferring some of the Viscountry's governing powers to the Marquis of Beltze?

"Of course, the town official gets Chaff to do it. Chaff, the Consultant of the Viscount, oversees it, while making it work for the officials invited by the Marquis de Beltze."

Chaff becomes a town official and acts as a face. He is a Viscount Consultant and a position of Viscount Leadership.

If the Viscount human being is the boss, there will be no transfer of the power of governance.

This plan is undertaken by an official invited by the Marquis of Beltze to undertake the practice. At first glance, it seems that the Marquis of Beltze is losing a whole lot of talent.

However, craftsmen only temporarily seconded in the name of reconstruction assistance.

The Marquis of Beltze is free to recall any official who was seconded at the same time as the craftsman.

And the Wizard Marquis Belze can engage with Chaff in the name of reconstruction support and make a direct pipe into the Neutral Count Trinen family.

In this world where communication technology is underdeveloped, facial acquaintance is important for the smooth transmission of information.

Because you can tell at a glance if the person is not false.

For the same reason, there is no harm in being a Count Trinen family.

Even if you look at Chaff personally, interacting with a practically competent official will help you improve your skills.

The messenger snuck up and thought, stealing a look at Sola.

"You don't know what my interests are."

"Have you been spotted? Sure, can't you tell me?

Sora smiled as she put her embarked body back in the chair.

"People's edges are property, right?

I tilt my neck like a child only at a time like this, and it's out of my control because it makes fun of me.

The messenger laughed bitterly when he was the one he couldn't eat.

After dropping off the messengers returning to their respective bases, Sora returns to the office early.

I didn't finish my morning paperwork because I went out with Gorge and the others.

Sola walks upstairs in the hallway with the razette.

"Nevertheless, I didn't know the opportunity to get a memorial official would roll in from the other side"

Sora shrugged in a good mood.

The Viscount's officials are corrupt.

Because we are using the personnel appointed by Count Kleinsert as it is.

The method of fraud is anticipatory. Evidence gathering is also progressing well.

But there's not a single person in Sola's ministry who can serve as an official.

I also work to some extent, trying to be corrupt, trying to make injustice worse. It was better than not being there.

However, it is possible to develop human resources by inviting officials from the territory of the Marquis of Beltze.

Much has been achieved when we think about the future.

Sora missed the answer to the messenger's question so that she wouldn't be asked in return.

For him, talent is a difficult asset to replace.

"Later, Kaoru hauling will increase river traffic, and don't make congestion a problem. We need to develop new ships in a direction that will not be larger while increasing loads."

"Lulu's going to be delighted."

"Totally."

As Razette and I were laughing, we heard a fight hips in Sora's ear.

"... what?

Sora turns her face in the direction in which her voice has been heard.

Looking down the back yard through the window, Chaff and his escort Felix were relative. Chaff has a wooden sword, but Felix is a bare hand.

Felix slowly lowered his hands and opened his mouth.

"It's nothing to talk about. Talk about the feint with your eyes. Look after him."

Chaff cuts with a wooden sword, but Felix avoids all of it with a cool face.

Keeping the difference in strength fully visible, Felix stepped on the right foot of the overstepped chaff and sealed the motion.

At the next moment, Chaff's wrist is grabbed and his movements are completely sealed.

At this point the battle was never there.

Felix, however, slapped an unrelenting back fist in Chaff's face, swinging through the momentum.

Chaff's upper body rests on his back and the wooden sword is let go.

Felix yells at the same time as the sound of a wooden sword falling on the ground.

"Don't let go of your sword!

Felix puts a whip-like spinning kick on Chaff's torso.

Chaff, who held his breath bent to the letter of his body, poked his knee at the ground.

Felix looks chilly at the chaff and turns back on his heel. Along the way, I noticed Sola looking down the upstairs window, with a bitter face.

When Sola saw a series of streams, she silently walked out to the office.

"... are you glad you didn't stop that fight?

Razette asks strangely.

Sora looked bitter like Felix.

"That's not a fight. It sounds rough, but I can also say it sounds like Count Trinen's house"

Razette tilted her neck.

Sora opens her mouth loosely like it's hard to say.

"Chaff's been losing confidence lately."

Losing the duel with Sola, Chaff was pushed into the position of a consultant. At that point, they were crushing their pride.

The confidence that stops by disappears with illusions, and after coming to the Viscount Territory, I can prolong the fact that I am less capable than my child, Sola, no matter how I look at it.

Still, the Viscount's advisor is forced to behave as he deserves.

How much pain. Only the person will know.

Sora looks like she bit down a bitter bug and opens the office door.

"Felix is going to be a goal to get Chaff back on his feet. I'm out buying villains for that."

You'll even want to look at Sola and make one of your bitter faces.

Razette mouths her thoughts as she closes the office door.

"Is it impossible for Master Sola to be a target?

Sora shakes her head without force.

"Think about how Chaff feels about me being ahead of him. … it's even more depressing."

Regardless of the contents, the exterior is an eight-year-old. I didn't think Chaff would be able to break it off, even though it was out of standard.

─ ─ Damn. My head was full of rebuilding the Viscount Territory.

Sora sits at the desk and exhales.

"Do you have any good hands..."

"I think you should be in love."

"That sturdy thing, love? Impossible."

Sora flaunts her shoulder.

Razette didn't say anything.

I just smiled vaguely.