Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

The welcome by the inhabitants of Crossport was a tingling one.

That should also be because Viscount Sola had been told that he had been executed, without merit of repeated pleadings for help.

The Count of New America in the Rear Cauldron only needs to be called, and the residents of Crossport are staring at a large ship entering the harbor.

"Even though it was Sola's ship."

"A thief."

"They don't have a great track record."

The inhabitants gathered in the harbor speak up.

A while later, the ministerial corps stepped down to the harbor one foot away.

"Oh, my God, these guys"

"Is that a mask?

"You're the bad guys."

The residents opened their distance when they looked creepy at the ministerial group that hid their faces in a strange mask.

Without the residents' reactions and other concerns, the masked population is scattered and divided into the crowd.

Helping also with the different presence of the mask, the ministerial delegation mixed as foreign matter in the crowd.

A void was created around each of the creepy ministers wearing masks that kept people away.

"I don't think they're dangerous."

"It could be a bad lord like Count Kleinsert to have these guys with you."

Residents alarm the masked ministerial corps with anxiety.

At that time, he followed his two masked daughters to both sides, and a young man in a white mask walked out onto the deck of a large ship.

People who notice what a young man looks like quiet back.

A pleasant silence blended in with sea wave whispers dominated the harbor.

The young man sits quietly and looks down at the crowd with his eyes that dwell under his mask.

"... a good harbor"

The calm voice of a young man in the sea breeze stroked the harbor.

A young man looks up into the sky, looks back at the sea, and sees through the town.

I don't feel bad about being praised for the town I have lived and built myself.

But the residents could not be honestly pleased.

The Viscount who built the town together died in prison.

Invoking the grief of the inhabitants, the youth rang their hands and drew attention.

The young man opens his mouth with pleasure, sidelined by the faces of the inhabitants in the discomfort of being blown away with grief.

"It's been months. You guys take off your masks, too. Look closely!

A small nod back to the youth's words and two daughters, who were beside each other, take off their masks.

Every inhabitant has a familiar face. Enough to even learn to get acquainted.

The moment they recognize the identity of their two daughters, people turn hastily to the masked minister who was nearby.

"─ At all, you like flirting all the time"

The woman who removes her mask with a squeaky voice is the maid length of bright brown hair.

When I realized I was gathering people's gaze, I threw my mask up high in the sky and let it carefully break my hips.

At the same time, the mask rises to the sky with signs of breathtaking there.

The ministers of the missing Viscount Sola took off their masks one after the other and exposed their faces.

The distracted inhabitants immediately return to me and look up at the young man standing on the large ship.

With the young man in his mask, he spread his hands.

"Dear my inhabitants, I want to help you."

Even as a matter of course, the sight of nobility asking for the cooperation of civilians.

An unusual turn of dialogue, if in other territories, reminded the people of Crossport.

People start to understand.

That the dear Viscount is now the Count and standing before him again.

Only when, the residents were starting to laugh.

Residents could see the face of a young man hidden in a mask.

Each and every step of the youth reminded me of the declaration of reconstruction that was once made in this port.

"Come on..."

Below the Count's mask must be full of mean laughter.

"Let's get back on track!

The moment the youth's words were uttered, the atmosphere trembled.

It was like poking up the sky, resounding in the ocean, rocking the continent. It was the cheer of the inhabitants.

In cheer, the masked Count who descends from the large ship takes the road to the Great Tree Hall.

On that day, the territory of Count Sola was established with both fame.

Yella looked quietly at the garden when joy was wrapping around the crossport.

Strong winds make garden trees branch.

"Speaking of which, it was today"

Yella smiled and leaned shoulder to shoulder against the wall beside the window.

I was in the room, an old man turns his gaze to Yella.

"The arrival of the Count? It doesn't matter what Yella cares about."

"Yes, but perhaps the new Count's identity is Sola Kleinsert, isn't it?

Yella, reminiscently, looks at the map pasted on the wall.

The old Earl Territory part of the map had butts and circles on the town where the official was located.

"How many of them will get their necks jumped?"

The old man opens his mouth without thinking in particular as he strokes his jaw.

"Master Sola moves fast, some rogue officials will be flown in a few days"

To the old man's anticipation, Yella nods back.

Because Yella had the same expectations.

And in line with what I expected, even action had already been taken.

The door to the room was knocked, and my men came in with two letters.

"From the Chamber of Commerce that was speaking up?

An old man asks Yella, who was handed a letter to his men.

Yella, who confirmed the sender, affirmed.

"You knew the Count was coming, and you knew it was a good time."

If a formal ruler comes, the wrongdoers among the old officials will be punished.

At the same time, the Fat Bad Chamber of Commerce would be punished for working with the officials.

You can't miss it because it's an ingredient in your outfit to gain the trust of the people.

By the disappearance of the vicious chambers of commerce that had been favoured by rogue officials, a blank zone could be created in the commercial zone.

Yellah was plotting to capture the small and medium-sized chambers of commerce near the expected blank zone against the backdrop of the power of the Zillah Chamber of Commerce Federation.

The Small and Medium Chambers of Commerce receives funding from the Zillah Chamber of Commerce Federation to expand the business area to the blank zone.

Several small and medium-sized chambers of commerce had already been on board with this plan, which both sides would gain.

Yella felt there were others moving behind her.

Open two letters and read each.

One had written that he would participate in the plan,

"... I've been hit"

The other letter contained a pledge to refuse the plan with polite language and not to say anything else.

"Obviously, someone with power is moving. He seems to have the ability to gather information more definitively, with his head cut off, his bargaining power."

What happens to the small and medium-sized chambers of commerce that speak up with Yella does not happen unless the other party also knows and moves the wrongdoer.

This means that Yella, who is acting as a town official and has a Zilla Federation of Chambers of Commerce information network, has more than the same ability to collect information.

Yella felt, however, as her opponent's control was disturbed. It's like confronting someone with two heads, strange discomfort.

I couldn't take control, I knew who I was going to be with with the information network.

"Do you think this is Sola's ministry?

Fun asks the old man.

"There are also many opportunities to have a boarding booth union, a position where you can get a complete picture of where the support supplies are going, and to touch the materials in each town. And until today Sola Kleinsert, the leader, has been absent"

I'd rather not doubt it.

"But this advantage will remain unchanged"

During Sola's absence, Yella was in the process of taking in the Small and Medium Chambers of Commerce.

"We're getting ready for the final phase"

Paying the dull colored silver hair off her shoulder, Yella laughed invincibly.

"Let's go in the packing"