Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

Sora swallowed a sigh as she swallowed the lemonade she was tired of drinking at the party of the day in the glass.

It was Sora's honest feeling that it was troublesome.

Even today, Prince Wang is desperate for the formation of the Southern Western aristocratic faction he is planning.

As for Sola, who had been half-forced into the center of the faction after no profit, he believed that his brother-in-law to the Crown Prince had been fulfilled by involving the southern marquis and the church congregation of the Marquis Zistra.

Sora needs to get back to her territory and find out what's going on with the development of the Olsk Islands.

Sola, who is always cut off from her own territory and is not in the social world, also floats at party venues.

Even the mask is full of suspicion. There are also many black rumors, and only a limited number of people like it and try to get close.

- Count Sola.

If you looked at the voice hung from the side, there was Baron Brian escorting Mathier and walking in.

Two lovers of goods, and Sora squeaks in her heart.

"This reassured me how friendly it was"

Sola pays attention to her inner carelessness and greets Baron Brian and Metier with no disrespect.

In contrast to Baron Bryan's sprinkling with decorative strings over his shoulders, which appear to be carefully crafted of silk textiles embroidered in red and blue threads, Metier wore a calm shade of dress, and the ornaments also became calm objects with amber.

When Mathier, smiling with a cup of happiness, sees no one around Sola, he snaps his neck.

"Where are His Royal Highness or Viscount Trinen?

"They're going to talk to the southern neutrals. Count Siddlbar, for example."

A lavish laugh echoes from the edge of the venue from beside what I'm saying. Needless to see it, the nickname of the active volcano is not around to tell that it is the laughter of the Earl of Siddlbar.

Baron Brian laughs when he dulls.

"Count Sola, did you possibly escape?

"Exactly."

When Sola affirms without a shudder, Mathier hides her mouth "Oh".

When Sola is dealing with Baron Brian or Methier, a few noble ladies get mixed up in the conversation. Baron Brian carefully introduced me to Sola each and every one of them.

He said he hadn't approached one of the cat children until earlier, but this is it as soon as Baron Brian arrived. Baron Brian would be a moth light or something.

Sola keeps the floating imagination in the back of her throat, as she can't even treat the noble lady as a moth.

As I was in the mood for the ladies, Chaff looked away at Sola and laughed when I did one day's grudge.

Though we don't need rescue, Chaff is laughing at us.

Sola raises her hand by pretending to fix the misalignment of the mask and waves to the chaff in natural motion.

The ladies were simultaneously guided in sight by Sola's hand and saw Chaff.

Chaff's smile freezes.

Contrary to Chaff, Sola calls Chaff and his neighbor Prince Wang in a voice she finds herself with a warm grin until beneath her mask she is merciful.

"It's a good opportunity. Would you like to deepen your rapport with everyone?

Give up, and Prince Wang, who just slapped Chaff on the shoulder, takes the lead.

Though Chaff, who follows Tobotobo and Prince Wang, looks resentful, Sora ignored him by pretending that his gaze was blocked by the mask.

The nobles who hit the lady's parents begin to join the conversation, and Sora is chased to deal with the chaff next to Prince Wang.

It has been completely positioned like the side of Prince Wang, teething as Sola, but convinces itself that domestic stability also leads to stability in Count Sola territory.

But it would have been read by the Marquis of Beltze, who has been with him for a long time.

The Marquis of Beltze, who broke in softly, slapped Sola on the shoulder.

"Lord Sola, could you introduce me to the Marquis of Giestra? I want the three of us to calm down and talk."

If it were to be a meeting between the Marquis of Beltze, a powerful wizard, and the male Marquis Giestra of the ecclesiastical congregation, it would be perfect as a reason for Sora to get out of between. If they say they want to calm down and talk, there will be no one to follow the murmur.

Sora nodded as she relieved herself of the Marquis-like way of turning her mind.

"Your Highness, I'll take it off for a moment."

"Oh, okay. You should take your time."

Prince Wang also noticed Sola's fatigue, prompting him to take a break away.

Sola gratefully moves under the Marquis of Zistra with the Marquis of Beltze.

Marquis Giestra was sitting alone at the table reserved near the balcony.

When you notice Sola and the Marquis of Beltze, you get a glimpse of the guard close guard who was on your side.

The Kingsguard silenced and stood in such a position as to hide the three from the sight of the venue when the Marquis of Beltze and Sola took their seats.

"Count Sola is very popular."

To Sola, who took her seat, Marquis Giestra turns to her teasing eyes.

"I don't like to talk about it. It's better than that."

"Tell His Highness. That way, I can return to my own territory in the clear."

"It would only be ironic to tell His Highness right now. Hey, Marquis Belze."

Marquis Giestra points the water at the Marquis Belze.

The Marquis of Beltze nodded as he agreed.

"This faction, whose lead seems to be held by His Royal Highness Prince Wang, is essentially centered on the Marquis of Zistra, His Highness Sola, and my three people. Amongst them, Lord Sola's voice jumps through and is huge."

"Count Sola has a large number of trade products with no alternatives, so it also makes him more natural and vocal. I'd like to see Count Sola around there."

From what the Marquis of Beltze and the Marquis of Giestra had said, he realized what he wanted to say, and Sola shrugged her shoulders.

Finally, we are asking if Sora intends to actively exercise her voice after the formation of the Southern Western faction.

Seeing as how Sora wasn't too excited about forming a faction, she worried about the move.

"I am not very interested in the politics of Wang Du. His Royal Highness is motivated, so I'm leaving it to His Highness."

Sola answers her sincerity.

It is not in Sola today, such as the time involved in the politics of Wang Du.

The dramatic development of the former Viscount Kleinsert territory, the remarkable reconstruction on the part of the former Count, and the planned development of the Orsk Islands have also exposed a variety of problems.

Sometimes there are cases that have to be decided within that day. Even the fact that it was now dawning at a party in Wang Du was disgusting.

After this, you can't stay in Wang Capital and run factions or anything. Because there is only one body.

Both the Marquis of Beltze and the Marquis of Zistra apparently anticipated Sola's answer.

The two Marquises, meeting each other in a convincing face, fly Sola a further question.

"So what happens if His Royal Highness Prince Wang and Count Sola disagree?

"Come on, I'll only act at my discretion, so you won't know until then."

"That's unreliable."

Marquis Giestra sighs at Sola's answer.

If you hear that Sora, who binds the faction, does not intend to act as a faction, the guiding principles of the faction itself will be left to Prince Wang. The problem is that there will be nobles out there who will be unable to move because they fear buying Sora's unhappiness, which has rebelled against Prince Wang's policy.

With all due knowledge, it is also bad at the end of the day that Sola is throwing the behavioral guidelines round Prince Wang.

It also amounts to saying that this faction is not necessary for Sola, so it also involves the morale of the faction.

But Sola smiled and showed it.

"I demand of His Highness that you be prepared to threaten me when you need me. As long as you remember the questioning in the back yard, Your Highness will not fail in his efforts to tow the faction. It's okay. My voice is temporary."

The Marquis of Beltze jumps up a single eyebrow and sees Sola in the shadows.

"Is it also an arithmetic for Lord Sola to lose his voice?

"There's nothing there either. You have to be careful not to drop too much."

Sora laughed cloudy and tickled at the words and looked at the center of the venue.

I saw three of them, Prince Wang and Chaff and Baron Brian, colluding with the ladies and southern nobles.