Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

"Congratulations to the Episcopal, Successor"

A middle-aged man smiles and asks for a handshake.

"Thank you.“ From now on. "Sincerely, encourage me to work."

Sora returned a mixed word of dislike and shook the hand she was reached out to.

It was an oily hand.

There was now a party in the hall facing the garden of the Great Tree Hall to celebrate the epistle of Sola.

Sola is dressed to fit her height.

This chic outfit emphasises the skinny shape, yet is based on black for a calming look.

It's not very beautiful, but overall, it has a good atmosphere.

He couldn't get out of his hands all day, either, the troublesome razette.

In the hall were gathered nine of the ten officials placed on the Viscount's territory.

Except for the Crossport official who escaped last year, all of them.

Most importantly, the official of Zira, a town in the centre of the Viscountry, had sent deputies.

In front of Sola, the agent in charge of the case, Yella, stands.

Age would be the same as chaff or a little above. It seems to float for a long time because officials are only middle-aged and magnificent men.

It features silver hair that you don't get to see very often, if not in Wang Du, a densely populated area.

"Dear Sola, I am delighted that His Majesty the King has bestowed the throne of Viscount."

Yella quietly breaks her hips and thanks her for her impotence. As much as I wanted to put it in my textbook, it worked perfectly.

Even if I just don't get the impression that I'm being disliked, there was a huge separation from the other town officials.

─ ─ It's not the same as an elephant.

Even with Sola's eyes, I don't know if she's acting or not.

Sora makes a smile that looks innocent and spins words.

"Thank you. Yella's with the surrogate, but do you mind if I ask why?

In response to Sola's question, Yella returns the answer without moving one eyebrow.

"My father fell ill, and it was painful for the sick to go to a celebratory place, he sent me. My father was so happy to jump Sola's epistle that he might be tired."

Yella accompanied herself with a reason to be full of tea and prevented Sola from pursuing her.

"... well. Too bad, but I can't help it. I'm the oldest official in the Viscount Territory, so I thought I'd hear something interesting. Tell them it's my pleasure."

"I'm in awe. My father would love that."

"Tell him not to be overjoyed."

Sora smiles bitterly and adds to the message.

Yella smiled like a prank and gave way to the next official.

"I keep the eastern city of Grant East, it's Holger."

The official named him rudely and offered his hand.

I don't even make an expression, I look down at Sola.

As Sora took her hand, Holger quickly let go of it just holding it weakly.

"The Viscount will be seriously understaffed, but with this holger, you can rest assured."

Now if you'll excuse me, Holger just turned his back.

Even though Sola hadn't talked about one thing, it was too one-sided to leave.

─ ─ If Chaff was here, he might have applied for a duel...

Sora sighs.

Holger's attitude was terrible, but his eyes kept observing Sola.

He cleverly hid it, but his gaze motion slipped him through Sola.

─ ─ Two crooks? Yella's the better actor.

Before Sora to analyze, the last one showed up.

He's a man with glasses around thirty years old.

Thank you. The glasses seem to be heavy, and the positional discrepancy is fixed every time it moves.

This is Zasha, the official of the northern city of Gransuno.

Zasha dropped her hips and landed on one knee, aligning her eyes with Sora's height.

"Congratulations, Ser"

A greeting that only lightly lines up what is necessary.

The idea of pulling out Sola's behavior and measuring the vessel appears clear. No, I guess I'm showing it.

He was a bender in a different direction than Yella and Holger.

Apparently it wasn't Dade who was deposited with the Count of Pigs.

"Thank you for the words of celebration. The northern city could also be sneaked in by bandits who started a fire in the Beltze Marquis. Be careful."

Zasha's eyebrows moved slightly when Sora uttered the bandits' words.

Blaming it, Sola narrows her eyes.

"Do you even have any idea?

"... no, I don't have any idea. However, even though it was the territory of the wizard aristocracy, it was a painful incident, brought to dust by a forest raised with sincerity."

Zasha answers somewhere untouched.

"It's like you've been watching."

"... if you listen to the merchant, you can imagine"

Sora and Zasha often crossed their gaze silently.

─ ─ This guy is definitely hiding something...

Even to uncover Zasha's secrets, I can't find a gap to let the exploration in.

Sola confined herself only to stopping to her memory and put up a spear.

"You said something weird. Forget it. From now on, please say hello."

"Yes."

Shake hands lightly like flow work, and Zasha turns her back.

Confirming that everyone had finished greeting him, Sola urged the officials to relax freely.

The officials solidify themselves and start a welcome conversation. No one spoke up to Sola, who was supposed to be the star of the party.

I got a chance to observe the officials, and I have no complaints about Sola either.

─ ─ Well, who do you trump?

There is no question that the officials are looking down at Sola because of the fact that they exchanged words.

Sola thinks about hanging the incompetent to change the perception of the officials.

Which way, in relation to inviting officials from the Marquis de Beltze, we need to vacate the chair.

─ ─ Yella, Holger and Zasha are behind us.

As for the three crooks, he decides to hold off and shifts his gaze to the six remaining town officials.

I can already imagine how to do it wrongly.

The question is, what does it look like to the people when it comes to eliminating government officials?

Even though, the decision to trade with the wizard Marquis Belze is a bad reception from church followers.

Church organizations are looking for Sola's political policy.

Let's assume that in the present circumstances, Sola has embarked on the solemn integrity of the official.

The targeted officials are told that the evidence has been fabricated.

Church believers would dispute Sora, who is closer to a wizard, while doubting the official.

Before moving on to solemnity, I want to make a bad impression on the officials that the Church faithful have.

Sora enters the circle of officials disguised as an innocent boy as she plots.

All to broil out the incompetent.