Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

He raised his face from a writ containing the King's signature stating that he would allow him to marry the Beast Man, and Sola rose.

Similar objects had arrived from southern nobles such as the King Prince and the Marquis of Beltze, the Parents and Sons of the Count of Trinen, the Counts of Siddlbar and Brian, as well as ecclesiastical nobles, including the Marquis of Zistra, who were being held in salt, and the Count of Melovyn and other wizard nobles.

The Earls of Melovyn. Wizard nobles had written words that they hoped would soon be exported of tracing paper.

"Did the medicine work too well? Well, now you can't stand up and discriminate against beasts."

Sola was moving in the direction of leaving the sale of tracing paper to the Beastman.

Unless an alternative to tracing paper is invented, wizard aristocrats will be less discriminating against beasts than those who dump in magic research.

If the nobility discriminates against the beast man, there will no longer be a beast man seller on its territory.

A wizard will escape from a territory where the Beastman will not bring tracing paper, and the magical power of the territory will be cut.

The presence of Sola, with a collar called tracing paper on one of the kingdom's major factions, had also succeeded in avoiding the war between the Eastern nobility and the new Ziyuz nation, which Prince Wang was concerned about.

Later, if he taught the royal family how to make tracing paper, Prince Wang would regain influence in national politics.

Sola herself can, in remembrance, take a step away from the factional struggle of the King's Capital and proceed with plans for the development of the Orsk Islands, among other things.

"Even with intelligence, we won't be waging a war from the new Ziyuz nation, and it's a setback."

Sola reached for her coat when she saw the leaves of the colored tree being flushed by the autumn breeze blowing outside the window.

Weave a black jacket and arm the new mask forward.

"I can fall in love with you."

It was a dish that Sola herself shredded out with a sculptural knife, sewing between clerks. The unsuccessful surface is shattered and Ogarite.

By the time Sola was wielding the sculptural knife properly, the royal family held her head and Count Melovyn had asked for tracing paper until in her dreams, which was extremely trivial for Sola.

Sola, wearing the new mask, left the office intact.

You were just about to knock on the door, and Razette looks at the open door and Sola and circles her eyes.

And I immediately chewed.

"I'll turn the rest of the job around tomorrow,"

"Don't be shy. When you've finished your hasty work, go up with Razette today. I hope you spend some time with Zezz and the others without family water."

"Thank you"

Razette says thank you and comes back with the paperwork on Sola's desk.

After Razette left the office, Sola locked the door. I have no more work to do today.

Walk down the hallway of the Great Tree Hall in a light foothold, creeping through the front door and Sola goes outside.

Sola, who had taken to the Fire Squad quarters that were co-located in the Daiki Hall, spoke to the Fire Squad man who was at the entrance.

"Shop in Crossport, ask for an escort"

"Roger that. Mr. Gorge's in the back. Why are you calling me?"

A flamethrower immediately ran into the quarters. I guess he decided it would be quicker to run inside and get out of the back door than to go around the outer perimeter of the building.

So much less, a sweaty gorge comes on my forehead.

"Were you in training?

"Yeah, it's essential every day. But I don't think you can offer more than Sola wears that mask."

Laughing nicely, Gorge wipes the sweat with a hand wipe brought by the Flamethrower.

The autumn breeze broke her body. With Gorge, Sola left the Great Tree Hall.

Down the long ramp leading to Crossport, Col climbs from the end of the road.

I found Cole as soon as possible. Gorge hung up making fun of him.

"Lord Cole, are you on your date home?

"Yeah, yeah, well... if it's a date to teach you how to judge fish, I think so..."

Report the date with Cole's indescribable face.

Gorge scratched his cheek when he heard something bad.

Sora spills a creaking laugh from under her mask.

"If you don't steal Cole's skills, you won't be able to swing the cooking with confidence."

Ask Sola what she looks like, and look up like Cole's pissed off.

"Is that what happened?"

"I forgot to tell you, the reason that girl ate dried cigatella poisoned fish was because she wanted to be praised for feeding her rare southern dishes when Cole came to the store"

Sola punches Cole on the shoulder and says, "Good luck."

Sora stepped down to the crossport with Gorge, putting down a col flattered by the revealed facts.

Go down the boulevard and wave to the child who finds Sola and sneaks a peek at her, hiding behind her head lowering parent's back.

Parents panicked when they noticed the child swinging back like it was lit, but Sora deliberately laughed happily and left the scene, stepping into the florist.

Flowers imported from the Marquis de Beltze and Baron Brian territories line the shops of a splendid storefront that looks like a crossport with many men who elaborate on horticulture in preparation for the flower festival.

The shopkeeper comes out and gives a toast to Sola.

"Welcome aboard. What would you like today?

The shopkeeper's voice is trembling with tension. He couldn't hide his confusion at what the lord had done immediately.

I should have contacted you in advance, Sora thinks. But I couldn't stand or watch the letter.

"Can I have the peach color of Glaziolas? Then I want you to make a bouquet of glagiolas mainly with less aromatic objects"

"With Glaziolas in the center, is that it? It's a kind of flower with a series of vertical flowers, so if you add it to the center, it'll bury it."

"So is that."

A shopkeeper points at a rose flower to Sola, who thinks with his hand on his chin.

"Shall I make it with roses and other different kinds of flowers?

"No, Glaziolas is good. At this time of year, there are no other flowers in the language of effort."

"What is flower language?

"We're talking over here. Never mind."

Explained in this world without a culture of flower language is not understood.

Sora comes up with a fuss and opens her mouth.

"Can't you make it into a flower crown?

The shopkeeper, who looked like he had eaten, looks at Sola's entire body. No matter what you look like wearing a mask on a black coat, the crown can't look good on you.

"Give it to Sania, not me."

"Mr. Sania - right now, let me put more on your arms to make it!

A suddenly buoyant shopkeeper began to get his hands on the cut flowers of Glaziolas, as well as the potted flowers.

I appreciate the motivation, but Sora stops the store owner by pointing to the customer who was coming first.

"I'm not going to break the order. Sania wouldn't be happy to prepare it in that way. I'll take my time."

"Well, so is that."

They first noticed it when they said it, and the shopkeeper rushed to hear the order, the customer takes one of the glagiolas left on the counter.

"This still has buds on it, so we have to place it well.... What's up?

A customer looks at the owner and beckons him.

"Master Sola will finally confess to Mr. Sania, won't she? Don't be silly. I'll help you, too."

As the shopkeeper begins to turn right and left, listening to the owners and customers of the two neighboring shops appear in the wild horses, so that they can push their backs.

While sympathizing with the shopkeeper who makes the crown while the wild horses do not do it again and again, a crown made of peachy gladiolas could be made.

"Doh, go ahead. Your time is fine."

The owner bowed his head before Sola took out her purse, saying there was no way she wouldn't pay.

"Good luck!

Skinny of the store owner's support, the wild horses, who had been wasting their time, began to speak up and support Sola at the same time.

I can't even afford to pay in this air. If I pay poorly, the store owner's face will be crushed.

Gorge ears at troubled Sola.

"Even at the flower festival, let's say all the flames come and buy it"

"I asked."

Talk comes together, and Sola walks out on her way back to the Daiki Hall with support.

As I was walking out of Crossport and climbing the hill, Razette and Rose, for some reason, brought Zez down to the salon.

Zez notices Sola and laughs.

"Keep the Oki Hall quiet."

Zez raises one hand.

Sora hightouched Zez's hand.

"That'll help."

It was Rose and Salon watching Sora and Zez interact in wonder, but I noticed Sora's new mask and slapped her neck.

Rose points to her right cheek.

"Master Sola, are you wearing something here in the mask?

"It's not attached. I'm putting it on."

The right cheek of Sola's mask had a spiral on it. Glued with milk casein, carefully applied spirals depict raccoons and bears in a mosaic pattern.

After Salon stared at Sola's mask, he glimpsed Rose.

"Oh, you want that?

Rose puts her neck to the salon question.

"I think it's better because it's beautiful, but I don't need a mask"

Salon stares at Sola and opens her mouth as she has decided to.

"The sparkly one with it, how do you do it?

"If you're interested, I'll tell you next time."

"... one of these days I'll teach you"

Sora is convinced when she sees a salon with a busy attitude and a humming nose and turning away. Even tonight, Salon told Sola to teach her how to spiral.

Oddly enough, you care about Rose's birthday present.

With a tickle of laughter, Sola broke up with Zez and the others and came back to the Great Tree Hall.

"I'm not going with you. I'm not going to imitate."

Also breaking up with Gorge, Sola heads to the magic lab.

Sora knocked on the door after checking a plate that said magic lab.

"... go ahead"

To the voice of Sania heard from inside, Sola opened the door.

He was portraying the magic formation. Sania looks up, looks at Sola and puts her neck up.

You've never seen that mask before.

"I just did it yesterday. I prepared for this day."

"Is this a special day?

Sania puts her neck up and notices the floral crown of Glaziolas in Sola's hand.

"What do you do with that crown magically? Oh, wait a minute. We need to get the ink ready."

"Well, get away from work"

Though he said he had even prepared the flowers because of it, Sora immediately stopped Sania, perceiving signs that the mood was going to ruin it.

Sania with a strange face shakes her neck.

"If you don't have a job, why are you here?

Well done. You listened to me, and while I was thinking, Sola lowered her back to the visitor's chair that was by Sania's side.

"There's a shell used in this mask material."

Sola explains by pointing to the right cheek of the mask and the area where the helix is applied.

"Fourteen years ago, this is the shell Sania gave me."

In Sola's words, I hear Sania remembered.

"You mean the gift when Master Sola was depressed? You still had it?

It was a gift from childish care for Sania. I would have even forgotten that I gave it to him until he told me so.

Still, it was an important treasure for Sola.

"In those days, Minan betrayed me, or the lottery sold out and the town ran out of firewood. I was worried."

The deliberate shortage of firewood to sell the lottery plotted by Woodola into the church plunged the entire city into chaos.

Sania, who has been properly subjected to confusion squirting as a stray child, also looks dark.

Sola looked out the window.

"It's that noise with one lottery. What I started, what I tried to start, made a lot of guys unhappy. I'd rather not have done anything."

"- That's not true."

Sania looked up and affirmed clearly.

Sora smiles and removes her mask.

"Razette scolded me, too. If you started it, do it to the end. Don't be depressed like a child who gives up on one or two failures."

Sora stroked the masked right cheek, the helix, with her fingertips.

"It was this shell that Sania gave me afterwards"

Sora looks up at the ceiling and misses the time.

"You surprised me. Speaking of floaters, you must have suffered the most from my failure. Plus, I'm the heir to the Kleinsert family and I don't have any credibility. Why are you giving me a gift because I'm depressed?"

"That's because Master Sola taught me how to make Ogarite and worked hard for everyone in the city, so I thought I'd support you..."

Sania answers Sola's words.

Yes, it was backup. I got backup in the form of good luck. Even a childish assortment of shells, easily available to it, looked very radiant to Sola.

"I tried. The former Count Kleinsert territory, now Count Sola territory, was completely rebuilt. Some areas outweigh others. I've worked so hard to get here, and I thought I could work so hard because I had a gift from Sania."

Sola offers Sania the floral crown of Glaziolas.

"Sania was unbeaten by prejudice, and she even became a wizard and supported me. Thanks."

Sora inhales quietly and continues.

- Marry me.

A slightly cold autumn breeze blows through Count Sola's territory.

That winter the declaration of completion of the reconstruction and the oath for further development were made not only for the former Viscount Kleinsert territory, but also for all Count Sola territory.

At the same time, the first wedding of nobles and beasts in the history of the kingdom was grandly performed.