Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

It's been four years since Ogarite's rights disturbance.

Having withheld her seventh birthday a few days later, Sola uttered her thoughtful tongue in a letter from her parents in King's Capital.

"What brings you to the king's capital? It's not the place now."

When he placed the empty cup, Razette poured the tea with a hand he was used to.

"Speaking of which, the lord hasn't been here since last year, but is it also because of that that you called Sola to the King's Capital?

"You're not. They say it's Prince Wang's tenth birthday celebration. He said he was going to do a lot by collecting noble children from five to fifteen years of age and hitting more than a baron. I guess the real deal is to keep it face-to-face with the children of a leading aristocracy."

I'm busy, and Sola mocks herself.

Razette smiled bitterly at the mix.

Looking back over the last four years, how many promising successors will there be in the future as Sola?

"How far does your father know what's going on?"

Beat the crate placed beside your desk with your fingertips.

A parquet as big as the head of someone who even in the city made the stubborn craftsman of a finger fold do enough to make him cry. It's a secret box that won't open unless you slide the board like a puzzle in a specific procedure.

The contents are massive pearls. Fifty is. That's a lot of money, and I don't dream of playing and living my whole life.

Lulu, you're so different.

All pearls have been farmed in the last four years.

He sent Sania and Rhulu with Zez to the village of Lazette's hometown to farm shellfish.

I don't even eat shellfish caught because of it, I do some fine work and grow it. Shellfish farmed withstand the gaze of villagers who see such freaks grew and were harvested three times in four years. To take a year to grow pearls.

Fifty pearls were secured in three harvests. Eighty percent of it was harvested from shellfish that was nuked by Rhulu.

Contrary to her, Zez and Sania were judged unsuitable because they would immediately waste shellfish.

They instead manufacture distilled liquor all year round, supporting the economy of the fishing village.

It distills alcohol, boosts alcohol levels, and sells alcohol lamps that fuel it.

Unlike candles, the smell doesn't bother me, so the cook and the like buy it. The pedestrians who put it in visit Zez and the others, but Sola's instructions are to turn the fishing village in order without setting up a dealership.

It was an operation to make people buy goods in that fishing village with alcohol lamps. In other words, it is a customer.

Despite just three people, the profits that pop up are pretty good.

Though it was only natural for the pig lord to look into his eyes, Sola scolded Geist by “asking” him to mislead the Zezz and the others.

Now Sora has a financial perspective.

The pig lord hasn't noticed Sola's movements yet. Several competent ministers are following the flow of funds, but have not been able to fully grasp the flow across to Sola through Geist in disguise as a donation to the Church.

Sola looks down the city through a window.

Razette stood next to him and looked out as well. The trick of narrowing your eyes in the autumn breeze reminds me of a cat who has a fling.

"Let's keep the groceries high. Especially vegetables."

"There's nothing I can do about vegetables"

Sora sighs.

Unlike fish, vegetables are overwhelmingly undersupplied. I was counting on imports from other territories, but the troubled problem was blocked there.

It's politics.

The territory of the Kleinsert family is bordered by two noble territories.

One is the Marquis Belze family of wizard aristocrats in conflict with ecclesiastical nobles such as the Kleinsert family.

The other is neutral to politics, but unfamiliar with the corrupt Kleinsert family at the Count Trinen family of open and righteous martial arts.

Imports of vegetables from adjacent territories are subject to enormous tariffs and no decent trade can be achieved.

This situation, caused by the behavior of the pre-Kleinsert and current principals, had greatly troubled Sola.

I can also prepare profits that I can offer if I meet and talk to them in person. But Sola can't move out of the realm because she has to get out of the pig lord. It wasn't the inability to create a place for negotiation that had no hitters.

It's blocked in all directions.

And something even more deadly is happening.

Salt exports have declined dramatically since two years ago.

In the trade between Kleinsert and other territories, salt was the most important item. Fishing villages were able to live critically because they were exporting salt, and the economy in the territory was turning.

But exports of salt have now lagged behind. The causes are not yet known, but this means that the sources of income in the fishing villages and hence in Kleinsert territory have been cut off.

And Kleinsert territory really has to import groceries.

Currently Kleinsert territory has a trade deficit and the villages in the territory are dying financially.

Thora is desperately applying life-extension procedures, but the limits are close.

"Razette, get ready for your trip"

Sora orders as she lowers her back to the chair.

"Traveling is a hassle, isn't it?

Sora smiles bitterly at Razette, who looks tired early on.

"I don't have a choice. It's a call from a father like no other. And I can't even say it's all bad."

"Saying?

Sora continues when Razette asks.

"Easy. The lord of the neighborhood will show his face for the celebration, so we'll talk and import the vegetables."

And if you're in the king's capital, you might get something that Sola won't ask for.

Five years of bitterness, it was Sola's greatest interest to finally have the magic book and be a wizard.

Razette looks strangely at the little Lord who seemed to be floating around sometime.

"Really, that's already unimaginably hard to travel, isn't it?

Sola has never left the hall in seven years since she was born. The risk of being assassinated is too high.

That's why I thought Sora might be dreaming about the outside world. I'll give Razette a try, but he doesn't have the ear to listen.

Sola is the child herself before the picnic who rhythmically hangs her feet floating in the universe for sitting in a chair.

Deciding it was useless to say anything, Razette thought of her coworker's face wondering if she could push someone to prepare to leave.

I wave the razette like I remember Sora starting to sing a nose song.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm taking Sania and Lulu"

Turn a gaze like Razette asks for sincerity.

Sora had a lying face in her upper mood earlier.

"People are probably not available in Wangdu. The people I can move want to take them as far as possible. It's not good to narrow your choices when you have to."

This prudence seems unchanged from five years before being betrayed by the maid Minan.

"What do you do with Zez?

"I want to take him if it's possible. But with the sale of alcohol lamps, we won't be able to do it for long."

Sora poked her elbow at her desk with a bitter face.

Zez is highly capable. Especially in that he is an adult man. Unlike the young woman, Razette, 21, and Rhulu, 17, and her child, Sania, 11, they can act alone.

Thick arms, trained in long fishermen's runs, have the ability to keep those gobbles out of sight.

I was a man who could count on Sola now.

"Maybe we can take him"

Razette, conceived with her hands on her chin, brought the gospel to Sola.

"Is that true?

"Yes, I think we should temporarily entrust the sale to the church. There's a lot in stock, and in about six months, Zez should be able to move."

It's comforting, Razette smiled happily when Sora said that from the bottom of her heart.

"When you do it, you do it, man, so be it."

"Noroke."

Razette dyed her cheeks a little and laughed as Sora mouthed the teasing mix.