Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

It was in the evening that Rico returned to the mansion. Working for the capital of Agarta, he returned with Ferris and Rualla, as well as Sidi and others. I can see Rico's face. No, my daughters are dropping under her with Mom. Rico can hold his two daughters with a full smile.

"Eryl, Alilia, I'm home now. Have you played a lot? Could you have been a good girl?

"Dear Rico, welcome back. We were both very good kids."

"May, it's my day off and I've been babysitting you all day."

"No. As much as this, it's nothing"

Rico and May are close and report back to each other that there was a day today. Ferris and Luara look at the situation with dismay.

"Ferris, Luara, what's going on? Aren't you tired enough?

They turn their bitter laughter to me. If you ask me, after finishing the meeting with Vieille, Rico hasn't taken the plug to Ferris and Rualla in a long time. And that was good, but, uh, the paperwork piled on the desk caught Rico's eye. From there, furiously, Sister Rico's paperwork checks began, and she continued to be thoroughly pointed out for her paperwork deficiencies. The more I heard about it, the more I was mentally tired, and I had no choice but to laugh bitterly.

Order Ferris and Luara to take a bath first, and I'll hear from Rico about today.

"Yeah. I had no problem with that. I've talked to him and I understand, but that guy named Vieille is a pretty smart guy. Perhaps you will decide what you want to do and what you want to do in a short time."

"Right. That's Rico."

"No, I just told Vieille what I told Linos."

"Huh? Me to Rico? What are you talking about?

"Well, don't you remember!? Linos said it in my room at Miyagi Cucumber!?"

"Oh...... is that it"

Looking at Linos, who looked away in illumination, Rico remembered that time once again with nostalgia.

Vieille, who dropped Rico off, was alone, thinking in the room. Rico's words that he was dared to be kept alive had something to fall into her heart. Why is it that I have not taken my life that has denied and betrayed the Crimeana I have believed in so far? Weren't they kept alive to continue suffering until death? But if that's the case, you just have to kill yourself. But that's what I can't do right now. So this wasn't punishment? So, what do we do? If the situation now is one that is kept alive, what the hell am I kept alive to do?

Vieille thinks, feeling a bumpy and aching headache. Looking back at my life so far, I look back at Crimean, Crimean country. Why...? Why...? She ponders, as she resists a cranky sensation.

The time I spent with Rico was definitely giving this girl, with a lot of sensibility and sharp sensibilities, some awareness. For Vieille, who has ever lived alongside death, this affliction was to such an extent that it did not fall into the category of affliction. She was now looking back on her life, freeing herself from the crimeana stereotypes she had been taught to "have to" and "should be" to have a third-party perspective. And the extraordinary analytical power she had was about to be directed towards Crimean and Crimean nations.

A lodge built deep in the woods. In a dim room in it, one boy was blurring his gaze into the void. Because of the humidity that has gotten worse here recently, the clothes I wear feel humid. In it, the boy was unable to sort out the idea of disappearing when floating in his head, and disappearing when floating, snapping something with his congested eyes.

"Build paradise... King Agarta will never forgive... My head is rotten... I need to get my sister back, my sister Vieille, my followers... Contact is blocked...... Are your sisters safe? No, is Lurovans fully healed? When I greeted my sister without being able to obtain confirmation, I again... Contact the Patriarchate... No, we need to get the faithful together before then..."

The anxiety springing from next to next had significantly upset Kassel's mental balance.

"Omae, Colosalerzo?

"Who!

"Conomamaja, Colosalerzo? Minna, Omaeno Tequidazo? Minna, Omae Waratteil......"

"Stop it! Who! Who!

Kassel tries to shake off his whispering voice in his ear. This is an illusion, but he no longer even had the power to recognize if it was an illusion.

"I will not forgive you for what you have done to me... Never, I will not forgive..."

Cassel was now being hunted down to the brink of an explosion.

"... ho. Sometimes strange."

So whining, I take my gaze off the report and slowly hold my head with my right hand. It's getting hard to see words here these days because of old age. With that in mind, release your right hand from your eyes and gaze at the woman standing in front of you.

"Shall we…"

The woman asks with an anxious face. Seeing how it goes makes me laugh for some reason.

"Phew... phew... phew..."

"The Pope......?

The woman is surprised when she opens her eyes. It was Juvancel Sain, pope of the Christian nation of Crimeana, who was killing his voice and laughing with a full grin. He exhales slowly after he continues to laugh inclusively.

"No, you remembered when I was younger. Yes... Was that when you were about 25 years old? You were persecuted in the Gassilerson country where you left. I stood in a small fort with my followers. No food, let alone reinforcements from the Patriarchate. Under that circumstance, I thought I was done too...... With the protection of Master Crimeana, we managed to overcome that crisis. I had no idea Vieille and Cassel would find themselves in a situation similar to mine...... This is a roundabout, too. Well, how will they get through this crisis? Vieille in particular would like you not to repeat the same failures as your father. Well, about her wise, I don't believe that...... Well, watch and see. Those who survived this crisis will probably succeed me. Now...... who will take home the neck of King Agarta and his clan?

The Pope smiles satisfactorily. The woman opens her mouth to the Pope, keeping her expression frozen.

"There you go... I didn't know. I did not know that His Holiness the Pope had such a past…"

The Pope snorts with satisfaction as he slurps his body.

"But under the Holy Father. If Lady Vieille and Lady Cassel both fail to bear fruit and return to the Patriarchate...... Tsk! This was disrespectful. Forgive me."

"It's okay. There will be no chance of that either. Until we have a new successor."

"A new successor...... I am afraid that if you are able to draw the blood under the Pope's Holiness and bear the marks, I know that Lord Vieille and Lord Cassel are the only ones..."

To the woman's words, the Pope again leaks a full smile with a nickel.

"Then again, you just have to have kids."

……

"Unlike women, men can have children no matter how old they are. Assuming Vieille and Cassel fall, it might be a good idea to have a child now. Mr. Canseina, will you cooperate?

As usual, the Pope has a gentle grin. But the female bishop, called Canseina, was full of pretending to be at peace, even with the hairs she had just heard. The Pope slaps his hand with a satisfactory view of such a situation. Soon a young man's bishop came into the room.

"Set up a messenger in the village of Crimeana in Agarta. No, I don't care what it is. We're going to see what strategy Vieille and Cassel can put in place.... Yep. We know that the messenger is unable to cross the Irvej River and is out of news. Increase the number. That's not the only way into Agarta, is it? Send men to Agarta by all means."

The Pope slowly opens his mouth after dropping off the young bishop.

"Let that country be entrusted to those who have removed that which disobeys heavenly ways. I'm sure it will be a thick country under the protection of my Lord God. Now, how will it end... I look forward to it"

The Pope doesn't know. The fact that every secret detective I have ever sent was bewildered by the spirits of the woods the moment they entered Agarta territory, that some had lost their lives and that some had become food for demons.

The Pope, who had no idea of such a thing, looked in the direction of Agarta and again gave a satisfying look.