Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

Wang Du, the eastern nobility was dominated by luxury kiosks on the border between the commercial district and the demon cave.

Count Melovyn, who has a track record of improving the Wizard aristocracy of the East, himself, looked around at the invitees.

Never before has a party been held to hustle and bustle the Eastern aristocratic faction as blatantly as it is today.

The Eastern nobles, who experience with their skin the threat of the bordering New Ziyuz nation, maintained a sort of sense of union under their awareness of the New Ziyuz nation. We deliberately had a party in the Wang capital, and there was a cohesion without inspiring the royal family.

But even with the idea of stimulating the royal family, we had to throw a party.

He took a heavy look at what happened yesterday as Prince Wang tried to form a faction of southern western aristocrats to control the Eastern aristocracy.

Until today, the Eastern nobility also stood long.

Because the young Prince Wang, who turns twenty this year, was still naive in his movements, and the information had reached the ears of the Eastern nobles one by one.

Neither Count Melovyn, the most deaf and proud of the Eastern nobility who is now in this kiosk, put it on his teeth, such as the movement of Prince Wang.

The information is available, so measures can be taken. Crown Prince Wang's movements were sloppy enough that the measures worked well even when he turned to the rear.

The King seems to be at last full of the treasury's workmanship, which is becoming healthy, and he has no bare hands to lend his hand to the King's Prince's movements. Taking into account the lack of experience of Prince Wang, I guess he sees this faction-building as part of his education.

With the Eastern nobility, the king's thoughts were promising.

The gods in charge are better lighter, but when they take charge of incompetence, they fall together. Eastern aristocrats also agreed with the King's idea that the King's Prince needed to be educated.

That's why I left it and got the feather to welcome today's party.

"Little raccoon guy in the south, all the extras"

"I'm a masked raccoon now."

One of the Eastern nobles, who made a trivial correction to Count Melovyn's words, tongued as he shared his displeasure.

"It is painful that the Marquis of Giestra took His Highness's side. If Count Sola hadn't squeaked out, he'd have taken in every church faction with a salt attack."

"It was useless to hold back the rock salt."

In the words of the Eastern nobility, the little man of the ecclesiastical aristocracy with its rock salt producing region trembles with horror.

I have the paranoia of being deprived of the right to rock salt from this entire rock salt aristocracy, the church congregation that has lost its ruler, Reul, and I have a history of crying to Count Melovyn.

He was also a man of no great ability, but thought that holding back rock salt was tantamount to putting a hand on the neck of the ecclesiastical nobles, and Count Melovyn welcomed him with a smile.

He thought that if only rock salt was held down, it would be possible enough to stop the Church's breath roots so as to strangle them with cotton and to fit them under an umbrella.

But Sola lightly resumed exporting salt, pulling a thousand cuts of the cotton hanging by Count Melovyn on the neck of the church congregation.

From the time of Viscount Kleinsert before his execution, Teng himself, who continued to fight with the Church and finally beat the Bishop Reul to prison, literally sent salt to the Church.

Angrily, the salt of Count Sola's territory seems to have a reputation for smoothing the palate by pinching the new process.

Restarting exports of rock salt would not be expected to be profitable.

With the participation of Marquis Giestra, the male of the Western congregation aristocracy, the movement of the faction formation of the King Prince was visibly enlivened.

An ecclesiastical nobleman whose imports of salt were lagging behind shows a movement towards participation by applying salt from Count Sola's territory.

Originally, it involves the Count of Trinen, with the Kingdom's most elite cavalry, the Count of Siddlbar, which owns the various mines that are the Kingdom's vault, and even the Mad Marquis of Belze, whose agriculture and forestry flourish and are themselves acclaimed for their internal affairs arms, with all the force, economy and food.

That's where the church congregation was added. Church believers, based on their presence in a minority but also in the wizard aristocracy, constitute a considerable threat.

Baron Brian, who is in love with Marquis Giestra, is also a problem.

Baron Brian, a southern aristocrat, is somehow well received by women and has a good face for the noble lady.

I knew how to swim in the social world so much that I couldn't hear the jealousy and ambiguity of how my relationship with Miss Mathier was spreading.

The more I think about it, the more wrinkles appear between Count Melovyn's eyebrows.

"It seems His Highness does not know the fools of the New Jiyuz. I haven't learned anything, even though some of the obnoxious beasts that they put me through have been ravaged."

Narcotics brought in by intelligence agents believed to have entered from the new Ziyuz country brought together beasts who were discriminated against and nearly armed bees.

If you think you have stopped the armed beeping of the Beast Man on the verge, you have now been summoned to the King's Capital.

"This time I didn't get complaints from the wealthy about appealing to forceful means because they were beasts, but what if humans were mixed up? I'm upset to think about it. Even so, His Royal Highness begins to summon Eastern nobility to Wang Du before making recurrence prevention measures work..."

The seriousness of the matter was not known, and Count Melovyn threw up without warning.

Exactly, and Count Melovyn glances at the rock-salt nobility with a fragrant loving laugh. Apparently this nobleman also knows that rock salt is no longer worth using. Count Melovyn is not yet going to abandon the Rock Salt nobility because he will not increase his enemy's hand bills.

"- But, Your Highness, the southern western aristocratic faction would not be possible without Count Sola."

One of the eastern nobles finds a hole based on a formation of southern western factions.

The faction of Prince Wang has economic interaction with Sola, most of the key figures.

If you return the back, simply put a crack in Sola's relationship with Prince Wang, and the faction's function will leave Prince Wang's hand.

Count Melovyn sees the rock salt aristocracy with a loving laugh.

I was wondering if this man had a use for it, even if he didn't need it for rock salt.

"They say Count Sola's minister has a beast man. Every time we go to a party, the Beast Man tells us to go to the cave."