Umi to Kaze no Oukoku

"Uncle Melt, sweet on your word, I have come to visit you at the Mansion"

Shaw doesn't know if Melt, who can't read his expression, is in a good mood or not.

"Shaw doesn't shy away from visiting the Mansion because he's allowed to marry Melissa"

With the faceless melt, Shaw feels awkward enough to miss the proud Taratara Razlow in yesterday's rap.

"By the way, I heard you got Sands Island as your territory, but are you going to make it a supply base for the new route?

Shaw was surprised by the melt he had spoken to. And I do recall being captain of the Azuir before, and I wonder if you're interested in a new route.

"Yeah, warships have fast legs, so you can sail in a week if you're not interrupted by the reverse currents from the Golce continent, so you may not need replenishment. But the merchant ships are packing, so you'll need to replenish the water along the way."

"Can you drink water from Sands Island?

"Yeah, it's like volcanic island, there's spring water. However, the lake is heavily deposited, and there are piles of things you have to do to grow food and raise livestock."

Shaw needs to cut through the jungle before he does, and he pushes his sigh to death that what he does is piled up. I can't even walk a pee because I don't realize it's the jungle even if there's a snake.

I won't even talk about not needing Shaw if I never want such a tough melt to know I don't like snakes.

Melt roared and shut up, so Shaw was just thinking stupid things like being a wrestler wax doll.

"Besides the new route, I heard you planned to develop the port of Leyte and build a trading base on the western coast of the Golce continent, but are you going to do it alone?"

Shaw was surprised that Melt was an informant, but he mistakenly assumed he heard it from his father. Aslan had ruled out his brothers because he didn't want the government to talk to him, so Melt was purchasing information from military relations.

"No, brother. I'm going to ask you to help me improve. I can't do this alone."

When I hear that word, I'm surprised Shaw doesn't think he's the son of an arrogant Aslan. Aslan would never have thought to ask his brothers to help him.

I almost fooled Melt into saying that he had also been driven away by idleness, but he corrects that the public would not consider it idleness because he has given me status and honor.

But Melt is a rooted warship rider. He resented King Aslan for pushing it up to senior military officials and giving it to land was a terrible brother.

Melt felt at times like he was young when he discovered his new route. Because even small ships were good, there was a desire to sail on new routes on warships.

"Are we going to investigate the route of the new route? Are you going to let Karin handle this?"

"Yes, Brother Karin, I would like you to take command. I'm in trouble because my father told me to ask him to do me a favor."

Melt curses inside thinking Shaw is an idiot who doesn't understand at all.

It's a bonito-like story to Karin about investigating a new route on a warship. Melt also wanted that role so much that he could get his hands out of his throat.

Aslan admires Shaw for giving his brothers the privilege of distributing delicious work, as well as successfully using people's desires.

Melt chuckles inside when he has the name to help his son-in-law Shaw himself.

"Karin is an excellent warship rider, but he probably doesn't like to maintain it as a supply base on Sands Island. Still, I'm not promoted to the upper ranks of the military, so isn't the clerical system inexperienced enough? Over the years, I have been involved in replenishing and manufacturing warships. When I say son-in-law, it's for my son, so let's take it off."

Shaw thought it might be a good idea, as Captain Lessa of the Cadfell had shared the same opinion, although I was sorry to ask the muscle pride melt to take one skin off.

"You can't judge me on my own, so I'll talk to your father and Chancellor Flanagan. If Uncle Melt manages the supply base on Sands Island, you can rest assured."

Shaw thinks he'd be happy if he was entrusted with Sands Island, which looks like a snake.

Melt thinks Aslan may have made Melissa his bride in anticipation of helping Shaw. Remembering that Aslan had always read and moved two or three steps ahead, Melt speculated that those at Landfill Wharf might be willing to let Lazlow's son or daughter son-in-law help.

I summoned Melissa and ordered Shaw to show me the garden. After the two of them went out into the garden, Melt grinned bitterly as to whether he was being rolled at the palm of his brother, but divided that it was the end of the story compared to being able to sail away from Leyte.

Meanwhile, Shaw, who was guiding Melissa through the garden, was thrilled for a moment to talk in the East Room, but there were no dehumanizing curtains or anything, and the very ordinary chairs were arranged so that the sea could be viewed from the ventilated East Room.

"Mr. Shaw has something to say."

When Melissa's golden eyes stare at her, Shaw finds it a little hard to breathe, and she finds herself in a position to figure out what's going on.

"I'm going for the First Lady. So, eventually, you'll be leaving Master Shaw. I want you to know that."

"Huh? Is Melissa aiming for the First Lady"

Shaw's first lady, who knows, is surprised because there were only Mia, Hermia, Euan, Rabina and Natalie, but there weren't any colorful Munmun types like Melissa.

"Yes, has Master Shaw decided who to make the First Lady yet?

For Melissa, Shaw's First Lady was very important. Because I'm the one who has to entrust my children when I marry someone else's First Lady sooner or later, and I have a lot to tell you.

"No, the First Lady hasn't decided yet, but is this something we'll be deciding before we marry?

Shaw twitches at Melissa, who frowned when she hears she hasn't made up her mind.

"Does Master Shaw not know the importance of the First Lady? Well, I'm overwhelmed to say you'll have a large number of wives."

It was a dodgy show with leopard-like eyes, but he hastily defended that the First Lady knew it was important.

"I was raised by my father's First Lady, Mia, and I remain in your care from what to what. Besides, look at my brother, I'm going to know how hard it is for a family without a First Lady. However, I... was going to marry Lara..."

"Are you seriously thinking about marrying one person, even though he's Prince Wang? If that's true, excuse me, but I don't think too much. I can't believe you were just going to marry Lara. You're a kid who believes in gay tales. You need to beat your guts back."

Seeing Melissa's eyes glow with chiralin, Shaw felt like a deer targeted by a female leopard.

It then did not become the kind of sexual development Shaw was worried about, and was preached on the importance of Prince Wang, who had no back shield in Melissa, being married to a powerful man by his wife. Shaw, who had listened to him for a long time, asks Melissa, a different man than she looks.

"If I had more than one wife, wouldn't those ladies be jealous or something? You're usually monogamous, aren't you?

"I'm not stupid! You've decided to be jealous. But if I reveal my jealousy, will you forgive me in that lady's room? I suppress jealousy to keep my husband's legs away. There's really nothing you can do about Master Shaw... I'll stay by your side and protect you."

Eh! and suddenly laughing at Shaw as if he were a deer, Melissa gave me such a thick kiss and my head cracked.

"Well, yeah! My goal is to be the First Lady, but I'm looking forward to marrying Master Shaw."

Shaw ran zoggly chills at Melissa, who grinned.