Reincarnated as an Aristocrat with an Appraisal Skill

Then a few months went by.

There are a few things I've found out that I can understand the language.

My name was reincarnated first, but it seems to be Ars Rovent.

Actually, I can't remember the name of my previous life at all.

I remember what kind of life I've lived, but only my name is completely missing.

If I remember, it would have been good the other way around because there would be two names and it would be confusing.

Another thing I found out is that this world could not be Earth.

Why did you think that? Civilization levels are too low compared to the planet.

Instead of televisions, radios and smartphones, they have no electricity and use lamps for lighting. Anyway, there's not even one thing in the house that you can call civilizational instruments.

I know how poor a house is, but the house is quite large and luxurious. This makes it impossible to be poor.

It is possible that he was born into an unusual family, so this is not the only certainty.

There's another reason why I didn't think this place was Earth.

There are creatures in the house that I've never seen before.

It's like a dog, but it's not a dog.

Wings grow from the back. Bump it and you can float in space for about two or three meters.

Without wings, it would look like a chin, a playdog native to Japan.

The name, by the way, seems to be Arcis.

Whatever it was, a winged flying dog wouldn't have been on Earth.

After all, we have to conclude that there is a strong possibility that this is not the planet.

We don't know exactly what kind of world it is yet.

But since there are so many dogs with wings, I also think it is very likely that it is a fantastic world.

After all, I seem to have gotten into a lot of trouble.

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Then three years went by.

When I'm three years old on a boulder, I can walk and talk, too. I learned the words perfectly, too.

And to some extent, I have become more familiar with the situation that I am currently in.

First of all, this world I was born into, but it still seems like a different world from Earth.

I was born in a place called the Samaforce Empire, on the Samaforce continent.

I have never heard of such a continent or country. It shouldn't even be in history.

I found out that there is a magic technique to start a fire, water out, or, anyway, a strange phenomenon.

When I saw the magic, I was convinced that this was a different world on the boulder.

And this Rovent family I was born into, but he seems very aristocratic.

It governs small lands, called Lamberg, which has about two hundred houses and a population of about a thousand.

I was born as the eldest son of the Rovents and apparently destined to inherit the house.

Honestly, I have nothing but anxiety.

Is it possible that I, who was a salarier, could lead people?

I wish I could leave my practice to my men and be allowed to play.

And one last thing I found out.

I don't seem to have the ability to be a normal person.

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"Good morning, boy"

"Morning."

I was visiting a squad field right next to the mansion.

The mobilizable force of the Rovents is about one hundred and twenty, most of which are peasants.

The peasants were sewing between busy times and practicing on the practice field like this.

I practice various things like poking spears and releasing bows.

"Boy used to come here."

"I'm only three years old, and I'm horrible"

I thought the three-year-old was showing an interest in martial arts, and his men watched favorably.

In fact, I'm not interested in martial arts.

What I was interested in was people "..."

I stared at the man poking a spear in the squad yard and used a certain ability.

The name is also [Appraisal].

Appraisal is the special power I have.

If you stare at something, you can get detailed information about it.

Only human abilities can be evaluated.

It's not like someone taught me that this is an appraisal.

I named it myself.

I thought it was appropriate to call it an appraisal because of its ability to understand the details of things.

Keeping staring at the man, a black board appeared in front of me. This has information on the man I'm staring at right now. This board doesn't look like anyone but me.

This is what the board says.

Millet Crystal, 21. ”

-State

Control rate 21/35

Wuyong 60/62

Knowledge 22/32

Politics 15/31

Ambition 3

Suitability

Infantry D

Cavalry D

Archer B

Magic Soldier D

Tsukishi D

Weapon D

Navy D

Air Force D

Strategy D

Like this, it shows a status that reminds me of my favorite historical game.

Leadership is the ability to lead the army.

Is martial arts strong or weak?

Intelligence is smart.

Politics is good negotiating, good internal affairs, and ability to coordinate.

Ambition is betrayal.

The number on the left is the current ability, and the number on the right is the potential.

As a guide to talent,

100 +, Creatures

90 units, superb

80 units, excellent

70 units, good

60 units, mediocre

50 units, subtle

40 cars, bad

30 or less, no.

Like this?

If it was like some historical game, it would be like this.

After seeing all kinds of people once, to some extent, it is concluded that it is okay to see them as some sort of historical game.

Next is aptitude.

Infantry is aptitude to play melee

Cavalry is the aptitude for riding combat.

Archers are bow combat aptitudes.

Magic soldiers are the aptitudes of magic combat.

Castle building is aptitude when building a castle

Weapons are aptitudes when dealing with weapons, when making

The Navy is aptitude for onboard combat.

The Air Force probably has something to fight in the sky, so its aptitude

suitability of whether the strategy can contemplate tactics to favor the strategic situation

D is the lowest and S is the best.

This appraisal, by the way, I can't do it. Even if you look at places visible to the naked eye, such as your hands or abdomen, the status doesn't come out. I couldn't even look at my face in a mirror or something. It is honestly a shame that you want to know your talent but don't know it.

Millet, you're in training now. It's your status, but you have minimal martial arts, but the rest is devastation.

Well, the status of a miscellaneous soldier is usually to this extent.

Others have minimal martial arts, but others are all things like destruction. Some of them can't even be martial arts.

I have some concerns about Millet.

He is highly archer fit. I mean, you should be good at using bows.

However, I am practicing spear as it stands.

I've been watching practice for a long time, but I've been practicing spears and there's no sign of me practicing bows.

Wouldn't Millet be willing to use a bow?

Let's ask.

It's Millet over there.

"Huh? What is it, boy? Did you know my name?

Speaking to me, Millet can be a wolf.

"Why don't you use a bow?

"Is that a bow? Because it's such a weapon, Dasey. Shoot him out of sight. It's like a man does it."

It was a reason why I didn't care.

You should let me use this.

With a B of aptitude, I would definitely be able to handle a bow quite well.

"Try it once."

"Huh?

"You have talent, so use it once."

"No, even at the boy's request..."

and Millet tries to say no, but the soldiers say, "It's your boy's favor. Don't say no." I showered my gaze simultaneously.

"Ha, okay, I'll do it."

I answered that with a sigh.

The soldiers don't know anything about my appraisal. I suppose you're simply trying to get in the mood of the lord's son.

"I've never used a bow..."

I have a bow and arrow with me bumping about that.

And bowed toward the target.

"Millet, if it's your first time, you should shoot a little closer. It will never reach its target in that position."

and soldiers with masterful bows give advice,

"Fire in that position."

and I gave the order, so I was to shoot as I went without approaching.

Millet caught a glass of string, then let go of his hand and let go of the arrow.

The arrow flew straight, shooting beautifully through the middle of the target.

Look at that. Anything but me, I opened my eyes.