Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"Hey. I can see the port of Garbee!"

The boatman's loud voice woke Serloitte. She had had a hard night's sleep and had finally managed to get some rest before dawn, only to be awakened a few moments later. She sighs and rouses herself with great effort.

How wonderful it would be if this were my own bedroom. I think about it and tell myself what a stupid idea I'm having. There is no turning back now.

Mataka is still in the back of my mind. I wonder how he is doing. Such thoughts haunt my mind.

Suddenly, their relationship has developed. In reality, it was just a one-sided fulfillment of Serloitte's desire by Mataka, and it is hard to say that they were in love with each other. But Mataka, unable to do anything, just clutched the bed sheets tightly and whispered in her ear, as if talking to himself, "wonderful" and "I've never met a woman like her before", while her eyes were closed. For Serloitte, these words were a genuine pleasure.

I feel at home when I hold you in my arms. You are what I need.

Mataka spoke these words to Serloitte, who was wiping away the tears that were welling up after everything had been done. While she was shocked that the outcome was so far from the love she had envisioned since childhood, the joy of being needed by someone else filled her heart.

Serloitte began to meet with Mataka more and more often, out of the sight of her parents. Mataka's demands increased in proportion to the number of times they met, but Serloitte accepted all of them. This was her love.

I cannot live without your body.

Mataka would always whisper this in her ear as she hugged Serloitte's thin body on the way home. I wonder if I will ever hear those words again. I wonder how Mataka is doing now that his father has completely separated him from his family. I wondered if he was in trouble, but there was nothing I could do now. There was nothing Serloitte could do.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. We have arrived!

From outside the room came the booming voice of the boatman. Serloitte hurriedly prepared her luggage and left the cabin.

"Go on, my lady. Please come back as soon as possible.

A bearded boatman bows his head deeply, showing his white teeth and smiling. Serloitte bowed and quickly disembarked from the ship.

From Garbee to the capital of Agartha, they traveled by carriage. Serloito gazed at the view from the window and began to think about the future.

Everything was new to him. Meeting people for the first time, being in a new environment ....... He is not at all confident that he will get along. I'm sure I'll be stuck in my room soon. If that happens, I will fail Agartha, which is famous all over the world. The damage would be incalculable. The reputation of the Grand Duchy would surely fall. My father would be in trouble, as well as my uncle, the Grand Duke. .......

I am sure that I will never be able to return home again.

Serloitte is aghast at the thought. I should have talked to my father and mother more. When we were leaving the ship, my mother secretly came to my cabin and put her stole, which she had treasured, around my shoulders, telling me to take good care of myself. I regretted from the bottom of my heart that I had just nodded my head silently without saying a single word of thanks to her. I should have said at least one word of thanks. .......

When you are stuck in a room, you have no choice but to die. At least, as the daughter of a duke and the niece of a grand duke, she would have to die in an unashamed manner. Shivering, Serloitte looked out of the window. The sun was shining brightly on the mountains.

The sun was shining brightly on the mountains.

"...... what a mess."

The one with a twisted expression and a clucking tongue was Mataca, Cardinal of the New Crimiana. He had been searching for the whereabouts of Serloito, but was shocked to learn that his destination was Agartha.

He thought he had done everything perfectly. He had thought he had her under his control, but he had not expected her father, the duke, or her uncle, the archduke, to evacuate her.

Everything was going according to plan. This was the first time that Mataka herself had ever had things go so well. That is why it was such a shock to him when he learned of Serloitte's departure for Agartha.

I could not help but think of her. Whatever the order, she accepted it with open arms. I vividly recall her brow furrowed in the shape of a c and the way she twisted herself in embarrassment. To Mataka, she was indeed an excellent slave.

However, the situation had put him in a tight spot. It was obvious to him that the fact that he had entrapped Serloitte was seriously damaging the Grand Duke's reputation. No doubt, the Grand Duke would move to eliminate the Crimean religion. We must think about what to do in such a case.

At the same time, we have to deal with the fact that Cerulloito was heading for Agartha. He was not simply on a pleasure trip. He is there as an envoy of the Grand Duke. Naturally, they would carry with them a letter from Agartha, describing their own activities in this country and begging for support from Agartha. If so, Mataka would be completely cornered.

This fact will no doubt be announced to His Holiness by the king of Agartha. ......

It is His Holiness Pope Vieille. I am sure that he will remove all the cardinals in the Grand Duchy of Foal. It is the quickest way to solve the problem. And send a new cardinal. Then I will be sent to the end of the world. I will never return to Aphrodite, the capital of the Church, ever again. .......

Mataka shakes his head and tries to forget what he has been thinking. What should he do to avoid such a situation? He tries to switch his mind.

...... It's Serloitte. If only we could do something about him.

Mataka's mind is filled with dark thoughts. If only Serloit would not meet the King of Agartha. The Grand Duke will try to eliminate us, but we have driven a wedge into this capital. With the help of the Crimiana faithful, we should be able to hold out for a month or two. In the meantime, if we contact the home country and ask for reinforcements, we may be able to take control of the country.

Mataka stood up slowly and went to a corner of the room and sat down on his haunches. He removed the floorboard and took out a bottle from under the floor. Inside were several small black spheres. He took one of the spheres out of the jar, put the jar back in and put the floorboard back in place.

When he went outside, black clouds covered the sky. The sky looked as if it would rain at any moment. Mataka looked at the sky with a reproachful look on his face, and then began to dig at the ground with his shoes.

Soon a fist-sized hole was dug in the ground. He put the black ball in his hand into the hole, put out his index finger, and started chanting.

......bow.

Flames shot out from Mataka's index finger toward the ground. Then a black smoke rose from the hole he had dug. This was a signal that something urgent had happened at his post. However, this was often seen as an act that indicated his inability to solve the problem, and was recognized as an act that would be devalued in the country of his assignment.

"...... can't turn our backs."

Mataka stared at the rising smoke and muttered in a small voice. He himself had a tragic resolve in his gut. .......