Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

After a week, the soldiers did not gather.

There can't even be a general who goes out of his way to sell fights to the Trinens. And there can't be a general who doesn't bother to sell fights to the Kleinsert family.

"That's why I fight alone"

Therefore, Sola gave up securing the soldiers.

"You can't possibly win. Please work out a serious plan."

Razette twitched into Sora, who rolled over the bed and slammed her legs and played.

"I can't help it without soldiers. Your father gave up my life and made me his replacement every night."

"Stop, stop."

Razette hastily blocked Sola's words.

When the seven-year-old said not to speak such a vivid dialogue, Sola, who was rarely preached, rolled over the bed without any particular reflection on all that now.

"Are you listening, Master Sola?"

"Time for a walk."

Sora, listening to Razette's sermon, looked out the window as she woke up.

Sola's life expectancy of one month was perceived by pig lords and church congregations, and even guards in lieu of watching were gone. It would be better for me to die accidentally all over the city than to die exposed to something unusual in a duel, I guess it's about recognition.

From Sora's sense, I think death in a duel is better for the least honor to be preserved, but it seems intolerable to a pig lord to make a clear difference in the number of soldiers.

Sola leaves the Kleinsert mansion with Razette.

It seems that the story of the duel was also known to the inhabitants of the Wang capital, and every time Sola walked out with a smile, she was given a gift for all the souvenirs of the underworld.

"Soon, you're popular"

"'Cause you're a sweet, cute kid, I am."

"... be careful not to be informed of your nature"

As I walked around, I could see a carriage with a family crest like I saw somewhere stopping in front of a blacksmith. There are about five well-fitted Kingsguards standing around.

If you look closer, it definitely belongs to the Trinen family.

Just when I received the item, Chaff Trinen and his surroundings came out of the blacksmith dressed in a freshly wholesaled splendid outfit.

"Morning."

When Sora greeted him with a smile, Chaff greeted him back with a reluctant look on his face. I guess he's not a bad guy around responding properly.

"Come again - Kleinsert's successor!?

A blacksmith's apprentice who came out to drop off Chaff laughs badly at Sola and deludes him.

With a bitter smile back on it, Sola put her index finger on her lips.

"I'll keep it a secret. Unless you want to get slapped."

"Excuse me. It's business."

Put one hand on the back of the head and push the apprentice back inside the blacksmith, who bows his head over and over again with a repaired laugh.

I have trouble coping with weird concerns. Better make sure we didn't see each other.

"Hey, they haven't even got one of their soldiers yet."

"The Kleinserts are really haters."

A sticky grin surrounds Sola and says to her mouth.

The end of his mouth was also slightly raised by the Kingsguard who was deciding to look aside.

"Hey, keep it around there. Settlement is what you fight for."

Chaff can lay his hands on the shoulders of the people around him. The surroundings looked uninteresting and paid off Chaff's hand.

"It's nothing good. It's all true. Kleinsert the Hate"

"If you regret it, bring one of the soldiers."

Chaff tries to stop the people around him again.

Sora seemed uninterested in seeing such an exchange that could be repeated in front of her.

It doesn't hurt or itch where they made fun of the house. Sola herself, because it's enough to make a story out of it to take a laugh.

I tried to leave the chaffs with my shoulders flaunted, but one of the people around me obstructs the way.

"Why don't you say something?"

Sora looks at Chaff with an annoying face from the bottom of her heart and opens her mouth.

"I can't find the words."

I meant it. I can't tell you anything because I'm scared.

I turned around and tried to take a detour, but that one blocked the perimeter, too.

Because they are all noble children, they do not wield violence, but Chaff is therefore unable to stop them with his arms.

When I was wondering if the stare would continue, I heard a crack and go in.

"Guys, it's getting in the way of traffic, so please do it in the room."

It was a strange deep ragged voice.

Seeing Sora speak, it caught my eye that a man dressed in tedious guard gear was coming towards me with two of his men. I guess he showed up to arbitrate before it got into a fight.

But it seems that only Sola and Razette, and Chaff, were kept calm.

"Hey, what the fuck!?

I can't help but panic around.

The entire face of the guard who appeared is burnt to pieces, with both eyes wide open emitting sharp light.

There is no such thing as humanity, which even corrupt corpses have. Combined with burning redheads, the man looked like a demon emerging from a flaming hell.

Both of my men have burn marks, but it's no big deal compared to the man.

After a glimpse of the surroundings dripping cold sweat and lowering back, he looks at the chaff.

"You're in trouble. Is this a duel outpost in a place like this?

Chaff was a little blue, but still denied it with perseverance.

"Let's apologize for making a scene. Now, if you'll excuse us, can I ask you one thing?

Chaff opens his mouth after taking one deep breath to the man who silently urges him ahead.

"You lend a hand to Sola Kleinsert?

"You don't use wounded soldiers like Nong La. Besides, you can't let a monster's face soil a place of sacred duel."

"Right."

"Wait a minute."

Chaff pulled back convinced, but Sora pinched his mouth.

The man looks at Sola with doubts in his face. The person just intended to look strange, but the crying child was also a silent face precisely because of the skewed movement of the facial muscles.

Sora cared about it. There was no wind, but a little bit of grump seeped through her voice.

"Undo what you just said"

"... what are you talking about?

"You seriously don't get it?

Added to her displeasure, Sola arms up and asks.

The man, of course, tilted his neck, not knowing what he had to say about two of his men having to be undone.

Sora's frustration reaches its peak.

"That burn would be an injury to honor. I know you're from Slam Street, but you can't go to a sacred duel because of the wounds you've sustained to save people's lives? Undo it, you idiot!

Sora's anger bounces around Chaff's shoulders.

Chaff and Razette looked at Sola unexpectedly.

And the men in the guard opened their eyes and stared at Sola.

"It's unpleasant. Go home. Let's go, Razette."

Though Chaff and his men could not move because they were distracted by Sola trying to go back the way he came on his heels, the men of the guard immediately turned back to me and ran through Sola and stood forward.

"Oh, my God, I'm in the way. Let's be fools."

"I'm sorry. I would like to withdraw my inadvertent remarks."

The guards lowered their heads simultaneously.

Seeing his deeply lowered head, Sola sighs out.

"What do you want me to do? You just have to apologize to yourself."

I let him raise his head. Put them down, and Sola walks out.

That little back turned the road and dropped him off until he disappeared from sight, and the guards rushed to the barracks.

When she arrived at the Kleinsert mansion, Sola fell asleep and fell into bed.

"I did it......

"You were unusually angry with me, Master Sola."

Razette plugs a thorn into Sola's heart without realizing it.

"You have no choice. I couldn't bear to see them deny the proof that I did it for people. If you overlook it like that, I've been working for the people for the last five years, and you're acting like an idiot."

Razette smiled at Sora demanding someone strange to return my image of a sedentary calm.

"It was a nice way to get angry."

"Ugh."

When Sola buried her face in the pillow, the old barracks of the Wang Metropolitan Guard, the men who pushed open the door unbroken, rushed inside without slowing down.

Run to the room behind the barracks, ignoring a decent-faced guard who accidentally leaned back at a man peeking into a rough all-you-can-have lounge in front of him with a monstrous face.

The man jumped inside the room, smashing through the door where the hinge was relaxed, with the momentum to break it next time.

"Because I'm ready to go out now!

I command my burn-faced colleagues, who were bracing or abs, to speak loudly.

The deep ragged voice shook the billies, not the floor, not the wall, but the squadrons began to prepare themselves in a way they were used to.

"Hurry up, let's fool around!

"It's moving, Mr. Gorge."

"Whoa, don't"

The monster face, called Gorge, was pointed out by a colleague who came late and broke his face.

"Don't laugh, it's creepy"

"What a creep. This, Lord Sola said, is an honor wound."

Gorge pointed at the monster face in a delightful and unpleasant manner.

The colleagues in the room couldn't keep up with the conversation and looked at each other.

"Mr. Gorge, what are you talking about?

A colleague with a burn from his right temple to his cheek asks Gorge, the monster face.

And I stripped my teeth out of it and laughed. He looks like a demon with sacrifices in front of him, but the fruit, pure joy, is exuded from all over his body.

"I've been seeing Sola Kleinsert you guys were talking about."

"Oh, so"

My colleague, whose left ear burned down with a convincing face, laughed bitterly.

"You were out of line, weren't you?

"It's grand too."

Gorge smiles in full at his colleagues who say so.

"That's not uneven. I knew the reason for the burns, and I didn't have to be frightened. And..."

Once the words were cut, Gorge, who made them contain, multiplied the feeling of gushing from the back of his chest.

"Sola Kleinsert doesn't judge people by their appearance. If I told you this burned face would soil the place for a duel, I'd scold you straight ahead."

Gorge laughs a lot when he bangs the wall in excitement.

Two of my men I met Sola with are grinning bitterly, but there's no sign of stopping them.

"Hey, monster group! Shut the fuck up!

A squad member came out of the break room and fed the gorges with water.

Two of Gorge's men turn around with a full smile and open their mouths.

"Don't let the coward who escaped the fire slap you in the big mouth!

"I can't even get hurt at work. Don't pull the trigger!

An unexpected counter-attack from them, usually unspoken, turned his face bright red in anger.

I tried to say it back, but when I saw Gorge come out of the room where he bumped into me and the guys with the burn face, I decided I was in a bad position, or I left a tongue punch and pulled in.

The trinket wasn't in his eyes from the start. Gorge speaks out from his belly in front of his people who ran around the fire scene with him.

"This dueling noise, Non lends a hand to Sola Kleinsert"

"Are we going to stay?

"You're willing to take a good place."

"No running out."

Gorge laughs at his hate-tapping buddies with a monstrous face in front of him.

"Anyone who has a complaint, get here!

"Respond!"

Thirteen Wang Metropolitan Guards leave the barracks simultaneously.

A hundred nights trip to the Kleinsert residence was accomplished with red-haired monster face gorges leading the way, all proudly exposing ugly marks of burns to the daylight.