When I reincarnated I was a soldier?! ~A man called the Red Shinigami~

I hear applause from inside the mansion.

"Excellent, the boulder is the son of Count Abbott. Nice to meet you, I'm Patrick von Snakes. I'll leave it with you later."

Dark hair to say so, thin black eyes, face would be reasonably neat, but a man who seems to have a little guts twisted.

Is this the Earl of Snakes?

"And, excuse me, Count Abbott's family is my eldest son, Ryan Abbott, Count Snakes"

I bow my head in a panic.

Younger, but the head of a clean Count family, so this is courtesy.

A man pretending to be this normal, brutally outrageous Reaper?

The pathetic end of the nobility hostile to this man is well heard in the report.

You think you fed the demons? I see, you fed it to that snake demon!

I heard you made that a show and showed it. You think you gave all that sales to our house? Are you saying you can't fish with gold?

My father is a bad person, too. I narrow the information down halfway, so the dots and dots didn't connect, but they finally did.

The Abbotts are good at gathering information, but the force is not good.

I was trying to change that, but the soldiers are hard to grow up with.

Are you going to make up for that with the Snakes?

So is it an alliance?

It's a notorious house, but my house is similar.

The name of the Iron Fox is from a house disposed of by information from our home.

Later, in the reception room of the Count Snakes family, it was a meeting while drinking lightly and playing chess.

Boulder connoisseur! You can't win once.

Alcohol also led Snake Territory to a positive economy, whiskey and ineche.

It is also distributed by trade in our territory and is quite tasty enough to cause problems with buying by Dwarves.

"Because Conan hasn't come today if you say so?

Suddenly Count Snakes asked my father.

Conan, he is the # 1 master of information-gathering at home.

I've gotten a lot of amazing information before.

But how does Count Snakes know Conan's name? Even though it's a top secret in our house, it's just an alliance, and there's no reason to even teach it a name.

"Tell me you don't want to be near the Snakes, I'm going east to investigate now."

My father answers, "I don't want to be anywhere near the Snakes." Surely you don't want to be anywhere near that snake demon, but there's no way that man is going to get away with that.

What the hell happened?

"I hate you so much. I admit that guy's guts, hey. I stood around."

Did you stand around? What are you talking about?

I look out for my father. What the hell are you talking about? and.

"Ryan, Conan was captured by Count Snakes himself."

That Conan.

Besides, to the Count himself ⁉

"Then I interrogated that hard-mouthed Conan and dropped him."

That Conan cracked his mouth.

"No way, ⁉ə"

My voice leaked out of my mouth unbelievably.

"Well, our interrogation is unique, and Conan has endured quite well."

The face of Count Snakes, who smiled a little, scared me a little.

Is it possible to break Conan's mouth?

"There was a thief who snuck into our house yesterday without sexual punishment. Our men are interrogating you right now, do you want to go check it out?

Asked.

I was so curious about what method it was.

"Absolutely!"

I was answering.

but Father,

"I shy away"

I said.

"Has Father already visited?

When I heard,

"No, I just heard the story, but if you want to see it, make sure you see it"

I said.

I went for a quick tour.

Don't look...

Conan, I understand how you feel so much!