Reincarnated Daughter Wants to Enter the Monastery

"If the girl who's going to be born is a girl, I'd like to have her daughter-in-law at Bell's, okay?

My wife, who was just pregnant, suddenly said that.

Bell refers to my wife's best friend from college, Countess Berserres Ballard.

But a man should have been born the other day.

Honestly, Ballard territory is far from Gerard territory (of which), and it is not suitable for the sellers of our main agricultural products, so the flavour is low where my daughter-in-law made me.

Nevertheless, I don't particularly have someone I want to share my friendship with, and I don't necessarily have a daughter in the first place.

"I don't mind."

I answered.

I don't need to upset my emotionally unstable wife in the first trimester.

As expected, thankfully, it was a man who was born.

Now you don't have to worry about inheritance.

My wife seemed sorry.

"Bell gave birth to a girl.

What do you say to Vanni?

My wife abruptly mentioned that again.

If you're a one-year-old Countess, the problem is pretty good.

It doesn't have a special flavour, but if you think about it, I have a mine there, so I might be able to get some convenience in buying iron.

Well, there's nothing to lose.

My wife is back today.

He almost killed the Count's Lady.

It's something that didn't really work out for me.

"Vanny seems to really like it.

Looks that way, too.

Anyway, you risked your life to save Vannie. "

I don't know if we can help a 10-year-old girl, but if we like each other, it won't be a problem.

"Well, I'm officially signing up for an engagement."

"Flying class? Who said that?

"Celie.

It was in a letter from Vanny.

He said it was a three-subject flying feat.

It says business, arithmetic and botany. "

"Three subjects!? That's a girl too..."

When it comes to flying class, it's about one out every two to three years.

Every flying man should have entered the royal castle as an official.

If there is no mistake in my memory, there are no such examples as flying classes in girls.

"Are you all right? If you can do so much, it would be normal to aim for an official in the royal castle.

But Count Ballard was also supposed to be a bureaucrat. "

"It's okay.

Celie says she's taking the subjects she needs to run her territory to help Vanny.

Still dedicated. "

"Well, I'd appreciate an assistant lord."

The economy is a creature. Seriously, good grades can make you a big theoretical fool, so you can't let it go.

I've never seen such a lady myself.

"Oh, he said he's flying again! Celie, that's amazing."

"What!? There must be no such thing as a bunk flying class! Is that so?!?"

"He's going into the botany lab to study with His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Speaking of the third prince, wasn't growing flowers the only thing that changed your taste?

But when you're with royalty...

"Is the engagement okay as it is? I'm guessing you're gonna be cordial with the royal family, right?

"Oh, it's okay.

Celie says she goes to school with Vanny every day.

His Highness's fiancée, the Duke of Louisville, is often with her. "

"Have you entered the circle of the Duke's Lady? Sounds like a good sense of social balance."

But that would be like doing it for a side chamber aim.

I wish I was worried, but can I keep my son?

Apparently, he ended up worried, and the third prince descended from his subordination and married the Duke's Lady.

My son said he could have caught the countess safely.

"Oh, my God, I have to get ready for the wedding."

"Wedding? Whose?

"No, hey, of course it's Vanny's.

When I graduate next year, I'll bring Celie. "

"Ballard's maid was supposed to be under a year old?

"He said he's a flying class, so he's graduating with me.

They say we'll get married as soon as we get back. "

"Graduation will be next year. You don't have to be in such a hurry."

"And I want you to keep an eye on the land because I want to open a new one."

Are you willing to do the whole farming thing?

Somehow, the Duke, who was the third prince, was present at the wedding.

Plus, take the milk drinker to the Duchess.

After a one-time greeting on the street, the Duke said something outrageous.

"I'm sorry for the sudden.

Ballard, no, Mrs. Cellulose is formally my subordinate.

And for my wife, she was my best friend, and I thought it was annoying, but it depended on the rush. "

I'm sure they like it because it's a story about doing the Duchess' roundabout. Still, "subordinate"?

"Excuse me, but who are your men?

"Mrs. Cellows is in the position of an outside researcher at the Royal Institute.

On terms from her, we are going to have it researched on Gerard territory (here), which I know is inconvenient, but we will send a worker and escort and liaison person from here, so I would like you to live in the territory.

Their salaries will be paid from the Institute.

That, and the necessary expenses will be covered as research costs.

And while this will be the most important story for you, we will lift the ban on cultivation in this territory of Alaimo, which cannot be cultivated outside the royal jurisdiction yet. "

"When it comes to Alaimo, is it a rumored luxury item?

It was the Duchess who answered my question.

"It's not like it's a luxury product.

I'm just saying that so far I've only grown it in my direct jurisdiction to keep it confidential.

It is also for confidentiality that escorts are attached.

Celie knows exactly how to grow it, so if she takes command, it's fine. "

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Alaimo is a joint study with me and Mrs. Cellulose.

She has the right to grow it freely. "

My son is going to marry a young lady with a lot of extra money.

"Vanny, I think we should build a little bigger bridge here"

"Why?

"Here, the amount of water increases when the rain continues. Plus, if you use this place as a transportation hub to build streets, you can increase traffic.

It's more economical to spend money first to build big, sturdy bridges than to build small bridges and repair them over and over again. "

Since I started involving my son in territorial management, my daughter-in-law has also been helping.

As much as I was in the flying class and surrounded the Duke's Lady, I thought she was a daughter-in-law with a strong nose column, but unexpectedly, in everything, I can't help but respect my son's opinion.

The opinions are told to tighten the main points without being promised.

Though opinions only to the extent of fine-tuning my son's policies.

When I ask you for your opinion, I see. Some persuasion makes me think that would be better.

Perhaps instead of asking my son for his opinion and then thinking about it, he has some abdominal proposals in advance and puts out something that fits his son's opinion.

How many abdominal proposals do you have in place?

It's not just every bit that I can do territorial management while doing research I'm not sure about.

Besides, it's Alaimo.

That's an exclusive Royal sale that barely makes it to the city well, so what we grow in our territory sells pretty high.

Tax revenues are doubled in just two years. I wonder what the joke is.

With luxurious funding, there is a virtuous circle of large-scale development within the territory, thereby increasing harvests again.

What I haven't been able to do in 20 years has only been done in two years.

Is this the strength of the flying class?

With all that power, you're definitely putting up a son, and you seem to have a good relationship with my wife.

Perhaps this one's a good one.

A succession was born.

It will be tidal time.

I called my son.

"The succession was also born, and I shall cede my title to you.

You've got two years of experience, too, and some powerful advisors.

It may be a little early, but it's a good opportunity. I hide.

Even so, let me hide in this mansion. "

It would surely be better to run a territory with a new feeling.

I'll let you hide in peace.