Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

There are two taboos in Hradime.

"Two things that must not be touched in Hradime: the king's pockmarked face and the death of the king's brother.

This is the first thing that the servants of Castle Arisun are taught, and has been passed on in secret among the retainers for decades. The king here is, needless to say, the Great High King Libourne, and the topic is never brought up in front of the Great High King nowadays, as his retainers are afraid of him.

The hall of the castle of Alysun was filled to capacity with all the nobles of the capital, Orbisse, and almost all the retainers and ladies who served the castle. Despite this, the room is silent, as if there is no one in it. Everyone stands still, breathless and motionless.

At the back of the room, on a raised platform, there are three thrones, in the center of which sits the king, King Maintia, with the same nonchalant expression as usual. He is looking at the tense faces of the people with a sense of satisfaction, while his wife is sitting on the lower throne, looking down with a pale face and a fan over her mouth. If you look closely, you can see that her shoulders are moving up and down in small increments.

"How do you like it?

King Maintia glanced at the throne in front of him and spoke. But there is no one there.

Needless to say, the Great High King Ribbon was supposed to be sitting there. But he is standing behind the throne of King Maintia, with his back to his retainers. In front of his eyes, there was a huge picture of the Cavaletto family, which the king had painted in Agartha after a long sleep and restless nights. In front of it, the dagger in which the cabaret was sealed was also enshrined.

Upon his return to Japan, King Maintia immediately ordered all the nobles of Aubisse and his retainers in the castle of Arisne to assemble in the great hall, without even a word of greeting to the King. The High King wondered, but his son, who wore an unusual air and spoke softly but powerfully, pushed him to come all the way from the retreat hall to this room. When the king saw that everyone was present, he opened his mouth suddenly.

"All of you, you have defended our land and our castle for a year. I thank you. Thanks to you I have made many acquaintances and learned many things in Agartha. I will talk about it later, but first, I would like to show something to all of you gathered here. ...... Patterson"

King Maintia looked at Patterson, who was standing by his side. He bowed and walked out through a side door. Soon after, the curtain behind the throne is quietly opened.

There ...... was a huge painting hanging there. It was a magnificent depiction of Cavaletto, the late King's brother, and his wife and children.

People were breathless at the magnificence of the painting, but when they realized that it depicted the Cabaret family, they froze for a while, unable to let out the breath they had taken in. Smiling as if enjoying the atmosphere, the king slowly turns around while still seated on his throne. His wife and the Great High King looked back, following his lead.

After a moment of silence, the queen turned her head quickly as if she had seen something she was not supposed to see, and turned her head down with a fan over her mouth. The king looks on with a gentle smile. At that moment, the Great Sage King slowly stands up and approaches the painting.

"...... what are you doing?"

A commanding voice echoes through the room. Upon closer inspection, the King's fists are clenched and shaking faintly. The people gathered in the room are watching with bated breath to see what terrible thing is about to happen.

"That's what I'm talking about, father.

A noisy voice rings out. The Great High King continues to stare at the painting, not moving an inch. His retainers could only see his back, but it was easy to imagine that his face had taken on an almost unearthly appearance.

"As for your uncle Cavaletto, Agartha has written to you about him. I do not think that they should be relegated to oblivion. For that reason, we are ......"

"Suit yourself."

Without listening to the end of the king's speech, the great seignior left the room with a spitting look on his face and a confused expression on his face. The king saw him off with a soft smile as usual.

"...... Father also said so," he said. Well, gentlemen! I will restore the honor of my uncle Cavalet, his wife Aunt Mitya, and their son Gregor. Therefore, your uncle Cavaletto shall be restored to the rank of duke, and his son Gregor shall also be made a duke. And I will build a tomb to honor them."

Most of those assembled knew of the cabaret. The king's words startled everyone with wide-open eyes. The king continued his words as they were seen.

"Your uncle liked pomp and circumstance. He would not have liked a humble tomb like the royal family. That's right. ...... museum. Yes, we should display something that will remind us of his virtues. And let everyone visit it. Of course, it is forbidden to charge money for admission. We will display the painting and the dagger there.

With a look of satisfaction on his face, the king turns around again and looks at the painting of the Cabarette family.

"And one more thing: ...... Count Nessium and his son."

The king turned around and called out his name. Then a small man of mature age and a young boy who still looked innocent appeared from among the people in the crowd.

"Here ...... is..."

"As of this day, Kemari has been designated as the national sport of the Hladime nation. You've been learning kemari from your uncle since you were a child, haven't you?　From now on, I would like you to take the lead in promoting your uncle's, and by extension, our country's tradition of kemari."

"Haha ...... haha!　You can risk your own life at ......."

Parent and child bow their heads, trembling. With a look of satisfaction on his face, the king gives a series of orders about the new tomb to be built in Cavaletto.

That night, a man stands in an empty hall, where no one is there and no one should be there. The light of the full moon shining through the skylight dimly illuminated the room. The man seemed to be mumbling some incantation, and then he produced a small lump of light on his palm and floated it in the air.

"...... I've missed this. You were never very good at magic. When I was a child, I used to light up the room like this.

The one muttering to himself was, to my surprise, the Great High King Reborn. He looked at the picture nostalgically and muttered more in a small voice.

"......I thought I would never see you again, but I never thought I would see you like this."

Saying this, he picked up the dagger enshrined in front of the painting. He could not pull out the sword because of the seal, but he still caressed the dagger lovingly.

"...... cabaret. Why didn't you apologize to me then? I'm sorry, brother. If you had said so, I could have saved your life. Not after you're so ...... stubborn. How can I forgive you when I punish other noblemen so severely for disobedience? I ...... did not want to lose you. That is why I sent you a letter to apologize to me. That is ...... why you are ...... why you are ....... No, I'm sorry. To you, to Lord Mitya, to Gregor. But I had no choice. I had no choice. ......

The Great High King exhaled slowly. Then, touching the painting gently, he opens his mouth.

"...... cabaret. What should I have done?　And what should we do now?　None of my men speak for me. No one admonishes me as you do. Have I done the right thing?　Tell me, Cavaletto. How can I get my men to open up to me?　How can I get my son to talk to me?　I don't ...... know. Cavaletto, tell me. Please ......, ple

In the empty hall, the Great High King wept profusely for a while.

It was the next day that the Grand King offered the King of Maintia his own retreat house for the museum in Cabaret. .......