Sweet Reincarnation

There will be bells of war on the southern continent.

There was something smellier than before, but one man's decision was made before the early summer.

Invasion on the neighborhood. The name of the man who made that decision is Jered-Merederek-de-Lutrut.

He is the man who governs the Luttrut frontier bourgeoisie of the kingdom of Elese Ya Siri, and in the adjacent territory is the bourgeoisie bourgeoisie bourgeoisie of the Divine Kingdom of Praurich.

The Luttrut border lord is the president. The size is comparable to that of a small country, where vast forests and cut fields line up with cotton. Transportation is also convenient, connecting the King's capital of the Kingdom of Siri with several cities and territories in the streets.

Even if we look around, there is nothing lined up in terms of economic richness, strength of armaments, and human resources.

Except for the hateful Fuberlek border lord.

Borderline uncle's authority is mighty in the kingdom of Siri.

It begins with various privileges, such as the right to set customs duties, the right to collect taxes, the right to issue currency and the exemption from payment of tax revenues, and also implicitly recognizes some of them, such as the right to adjudicate in the event of disturbances in neighbouring territories. The strongest authority among them is the military's discretion to mobilize when things happen. This means that mobilisation orders for neighbouring territories can be made at their sole discretion.

Originally, in a world where there are only horses, even if the means of transport are fast, with some extreme exceptions, the need arises for some recognition of border autonomy to govern vast territories. That's no different in any country.

At times of need, even if you spend days or dozens of days visiting the center, you won't be able to make it. As a result, some kind of military discretion had been granted to Borderline Uncle.

And Lord Luttrut thought the time had come to use that power.

"Gentlemen, you've gathered well."

Gathering the gaze of the men in line, Jered told him so. As a borderline uncle, standing high.

His height is slightly lower than average, and his fleshy lines are thin. As a soldier, it seems somewhat unreliable, but still, everyone knows the track record of ruling the border realm so far, and there are no insulting people.

Even though he is an ugly man with pox marks all over his face, only his eyes have the appearance of a carnivore. No, should I rate it one way or the other as a snake's eye? The eyes that looked around without alarm had good eyesight, reputed to be sharp.

The alien phase spins the word with a kind of unusual enthusiasm.

"Nothing else has brought you together. That abominable fucking Fuberlek is about to attack our country."

Lutrut and Fuberlek have long fought each other. Even for generations, the amount of blood shed became a river of blood, so much so that the accumulated body became a mountain of corpses.

It is a pattern between hating each other and making it a hateful enough enemy, calling each other with cursing words.

"I'm in a hurry to boost my armament by working hand with the Duke's house to see if I can get rid of the horse shit in detail. It is obvious where the intention is, and there is no doubt at the earliest that we are planning to invade our country, our territory."

Horse shit (well done) cleaning hubarek.

It is the name used by the Lutrut Border Uncle and those under his influence when calling the Huberlek Border Uncle. It is a disdain derived from the fact that his land produces horses.

Regardless, it was also a term I was used to saying to the extent that it was likely to spill polarity at times, although there were some thoughts that I would never use in an official setting.

That horse breeder boosts his armament. He further said he got the back shield of the Duke's house. When I heard information from intelligence, one sense of crisis arose for the Luttrut border uncle.

A sense of crisis that if you keep quiet and still, you could turn around and be ravaged. Therefore, Jered made one decision.

In other words, it is a pre-emptive attack with total force.

"I command you all. Hit them thoroughly before they do. Ravage mercilessly and burn it down thoroughly. Remember the many outrages you've received so far. This is a legitimate revenge fight!!

End of Blue Last Month. The day Spring was in the end.

A total of more than 10,000 troops, headed by the Lutroot Border Berg Army, launched an invasion towards the Fuberlek Border Berg Territory.

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"Chewy octopus, chewy octopus..."

"Boy, what is that weird word?"

The office in Mortairn territory had the cheerfulness of late spring.

Last year's management of the territory achieved its first full-year deficit in twenty years, but the late, bright atmosphere. Thanks to the extra space I've had in my nostalgia for a while here, something makes the whole realm a bright atmosphere.

"It's like a way to count. Cuckoo, cuckoo..."

"You can count as much as you like. They've been telling me about Choo-Choo for a while now, so I'm wondering if even rats are here. I don't think so."

"Is that so? In any case, will we make it a rat country sometime? All right, I'm done counting. 384 at least."

"Oh, now you've reached your target."

The next lord's main pastry and the squire chief Shiites.

If you say what they were counting, it's gold coins. That's not just gold, either.

It is a gold coin earned from sales proceeds (part-time), where pastries are made of candy made from armor candy and matchmaking photographs are sold as an addition to that.

In terms of specific gravity, there are far more profits from the sale of matchmaking photographs, but the boy's awareness is that matchmaking photographs can feel like a sticker of sweets or something.

"The silver coin I just counted and about four fractions, as my savings."

"I think it's too much money to make a dime out of the boy's years."

Few people, when it comes to noble children, have the money to be free in luxury. It's normal that there's not enough room in any house for kids to scatter whatever they want. Unless it's such a rich territory, it's not like gold comes down and gushes.

That's why I made some money with my own arm to show you, and the boy puts his chest up.

"It's a confectionery making fee. It's a legitimate reward. Eh."

"Why are you deliberately pretending to be a normal child... oh, I'm so sure that the money was earned thanks to the boy, and the general won't complain. So, do you want to keep these 380 lets on schedule?

"Right."

There is one reason why they earned so much money in Akoro. It is for the purchase of a product that has always been highly constrained in Mortarn territory. What I wanted as a casserole, shiites, and adults as much as I could get my hands off my throat.

It is the purchase of livestock all the time.

"So shall we do the use for Decoco? As planned, he told me to buy 100 goats."

"Is that it? Didn't you say 7-80 heads on this plan the other day, boy?

"That's it there. I'm going to blow it off and bring a drop around there. And if you could put three more robas on it, would that be your word?"

"Ebony, isn't it? Keep it as long as you can, or Deco will cry."

"You'll be fine. That but he is one or which merchant. He said it would stick around."

In Mortairn territory, where water is scarce and crops are difficult to grow, grass and fodder are eaten up as soon as livestock is kept. The result was a straight path to desertification. Until now.

In the early days of the colonization, when Casserole had just received Mortarn territory, I had tried to see if even weeds could keep livestock. Shiites remembered that well and the result was failure. We have still not forgotten that we have given up from leading to the devastation of our territory.

However, raising livestock is also an important element in farmland management. Among other things, when it comes to creating fallow land and resting the land, the implications vary greatly depending on whether or not you have livestock.

In other territories where wheat is made and rotated, fallow land is used as grazing land. It also means that the land is fattened by scrubbing livestock scraps.

Since the introduction of bean production, the so-called “light” livestock, starting with chickens, has played a role in Mortarn territory.

Things changed the other day.

By a boy with a dictionary whose self-weight seems to be falling apart, the water problem in Mortarn territory has improved considerably.

It maintains waterways in its territory and shows signs that water problems are likely to be solved in many of the fields. So much of what I had given up so far was trying to make a move all at once. An increase in the number of livestock, the change of lead members from chickens to mammals, is also part of this.

"What about the hens you've been keeping? Do you want to crush it all? If there are more goats, you won't have to keep them."

"What are you talking about? I will keep chickens in the future. Rather mandatory. You can increase it as much as you want. There can't be an egg-free territory."

"Boy, you've been in strange places for a long time."

"I can't give up on all this."

Goats are livestock famous for withstanding crude foods. Besides being easy to grow, there are many uses. Besides hair, skin, milk, and meat, it's the variety that makes the difference.

Besides, it was very resistant to dryness and was not great for Mortarn territory. However, because of its bad eating, it may eat tree sprouts, skins, and even roots, it was also an enemy of greening.

It is this bad eating that has caused me to give up the introduction until now. Where the land in the corner was about to become fat, if it was devoured from one end, the land would lose weight.

It is Pastry's feat, no matter who thinks, that can now be introduced.

If it's chickens' due diligence, the cute ones and Shiites laugh.

The market for goats is two to seven Ratesh gold coins per horse. It depends on the season and the weather, and even the difference between the female and male varies in price.

No one wants to let go at a time of squeezing breeding of milk, and females are generally more expensive than males. The more fleshy young goats the more expensive, the older goats are bought down.

As a rule of livestock trading, individual differences in price range are quite wide even in the market. Depending on the arms of the brokering merchant, the quality of the livestock to be purchased will also vary.

"Decoco will be able to collect it in the quality there. I think I might need to stab a nail for more meth. But when you add livestock all at once, will it be difficult for you to take care of the glasses in one go, as you have done before?"

"Oh, you have that problem, too. Have to have a livestock caregiver, including taking care of goats and hens"

At present, the care of chickens and other livestock in Mortaire territory is carried around by ancient squire houses such as Glasage and Coantro. In both families with many children, the hand of play in the name of caring for livestock was sufficient, and there has been no dissatisfaction because some diversions of harvests such as feathers and eggs were allowed to be useful.

However, when it came to entrusting dozens of stray stones, which were also herbivores of their own accord with birds, etc., the load was thought to win too much.

"If you're going to say it again, you're going to need a new forest steward. It seems to grow faster than I thought. Some of the people in the new village were trying to use it as firewood, and they blamed it around."

"Then would you also set up a named position with the Forest Auditor and Livestock Control Officer? Should we get more people?"

Mortarn territory is in a current situation, chronic understaffing. In the midst of the likely doubling of the number of squires, there is not enough manpower.

"Would you like to consult the Duke of Kadrecek again?

"No, if you ask me to continue with the boulder, a Duke faction will be formed in us. If you want to recruit in the Territory or ask for it, you should ask somewhere else."

"Somewhere else, I can only think of Countess Ratesh."

"Right. Start by recruiting full-time livestock and forest staff in all villages, including New Village (Le Milotte). So if we don't have the right people, why don't we ask Ratesh's sister?"

Just as factions can do when people get together, that's how easy it is to create biased opinions if you recruit biased. There are now nine full-time employees in Mortarn territory. Of those, there were three ancient ginseng, and four came in with an introduction by the Duke of Kadrecek.

If we hire two more here, in the form introduced by the Duke of Kadrecek, the majority of our squire will become Duke Itchy people. If, in the near future, we find ourselves in a situation of disagreement with the Duke's family, there is no doubt that it will be an element of anxiety.

Even if it is assumed that it is roughly unlikely, the possibility is not zero. It is preferable to have your squire's origins scattered as much as possible.

On the way Pastry and Shiites are deepening their discussions on matters within the realm.

The debate was forced to be interrupted.

Because of the sound of a knock in the room.

"You can come in."

"Excuse me."

It was one young, old squire who came into the room.

It is Nicolo, the hard-working man who was to be entrusted with the administration of money in the territory.

"Nicolo, what's wrong?

"No, the village kid just came running with it. I got an example prototype, so I got a message asking you to come to the back field."

"Really!!

To Nicolo's words, it was the pastry that exposed the joy. I try to get up and run right away. Where did the adult calm just now go? It is an innocence worthy of the year.

When it comes to this boy exposing his feelings of joy so far, Shiitz thinks that he would be the first to be sure by engaging in confectionery.

"Boy, the prototype of the example could be..."

To the words, the boy answers with joy.

"Yeah, it's sugar."