Virtuous Old Man, SSS-Rank is Confirmed in Your Next Life

As early as a year has passed since I first held the stone of the wise.

I am seven years old and no longer in need of the majority of tutors because I have the stone of a wise man who can draw out all my knowledge. Graduation, so to speak.

Even on this day, based on his knowledge drawn from the stones of the wise, he trained in magic with Ange in the garden of the Mansion in the morning.

In front of me, there are seven balls floating in the universe.

Each color is different. Red, blue, green, yellow… and the same shades as rainbows.

Those are magic balls that have enormous magic within them.

It's floating in the universe. Touch them, magically, wrist snaps and spin them.

Magic spheres spin at high speeds while floating in space.

As the rotation begins, the magic sphere will no longer remain fully circular and will take a distorted form.

Keep it spherical by adding more magic and turning it.

This is a magic training method called the Ceramics Act.

Throw out into the air the magic of the attributes that the person is best at, turning and rounding them.

How you can train magic release and control at the same time.

Even next to me, Ange is spinning a white magic ball.

The rotation isn't as good as mine, it's still snoring, but it's going pretty well for a seven-year-old.

I control seven, at the same time.

Flames, ice, wind, earth, light, darkness, none.

Keeping the magic sphere round for each of the seven attributes.

"There's a gap. No, no!!!

All of a sudden, along with the mood and cheering of the rift, something went away.

You can also hear the wind slaughter, apparently a sword in both hands, an attack of the kind of Zweihander.

Reach out and rotate further on the spinning red magic ball to guide it.

The red magic sphere, the ball of flame attribute, was placed in the slashing orbit.

Juwa, when I heard the sound, the great sword in both hands melted into the magic sphere like butter.

The attack was clear, with my slightly dazed eyes.

"What do you do all of a sudden, father"

"Ha ha, that's my Alec"

Father laughs high with his hands on his hips, throwing away the Great Sword, which has only a third of his original left.

The way a winning person laughs, too much to do that in this situation - but it is.

"Good morning, stepfather"

Pretty routine sights at home, as you can see from the fact that Ange with me isn't moving at all.

"Um, good morning. Ange's working hard, too."

Father looked at the white magic ball that Ange was turning and nodded contentedly.

"It spins much better than I did when I was seven."

"Thanks to Alec for teaching me."

"Right, um, that's Alec. You say you're a genius and you're not good at teaching, but it doesn't seem to apply to Alec at all."

"Please stop suddenly hitting me more than that, Father. I've been looking at the servants, and maybe some of your father's customers. It involves your father's vouchers."

"Right!

Father looked away and was hacked.

Good, I think you figured it out.

"You mean you can naturally appeal to Alec's genius if you invite His Majesty the Emperor to do this accidentally! I didn't know you had that hand!

"No, Father, please don't."

I almost sighed.

Father could really make it happen if he left it alone.

I'm a good lord to the people, but when it comes to "Alec Appeal," I become like someone else.

"All right, it's just time for His Majesty the Emperor to have a good time in the summer. I must ask you to come to my Carlisle territory!

That's what Father said, rushing into the mansion with more momentum than he had when he ambushed.

……

Eh.

Your Majesty, you could really come, this is...

The city of Molek.

With Ange, I was walking into the city as usual.

I enjoy seeing all kinds of expressions of curious Ange, and I walk with Ange, almost every day.

"Ah..."

"What's wrong, Ange?"

"This... Dear Alec"

Ange, with a frightened look, pointed to the arrangements attached to the exterior wall of the building.

"Serial killer... life or death unquestioned. I see."

"He said he's killing ten people. I'm scared, Master Alec."

"Right."

I looked at the arrangements.

There's also a copywriter out there, quite a murderer.

"This... can't be overlooked"

"Master Alec? What do you mean you can't overlook it?

"It means exactly what you say. We have to do something soon. Otherwise, it's gonna be so sad."

There's a manuscript out there, as many as ten murderers.

It's only a matter of time before you get caught like this.

I felt strongly that I should squeeze out before then.

At night, I was walking all over the city of Molek by myself.

The purpose, of course, is to decoy yourself and bring out a serial killer.

I talked to the city's security forces, and apparently, through them, they're putting their hands on women and children.

Then I'm the perfect person, so I'm walking alone in the city at night.

"-!"

One man, who was walking carefully, but casually slipped away, as he turned behind me, turned his hand around my neck and tried to drag me into the dark.

I feel pointy, cold on my neck muscles. Definitely a blade.

I was dragged into the alley by a man, irresistible, in order not to let the convolutions or just people out.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh"

A man stopped and laughed.

I looked over my shoulder a little bit, the same face as the manuscript in the arrangement.

"Hey, how do you do this?

"Meat... meat, meat, meat, meat..."

With his blood-running eyes, the man pushed the knife further against my neck.

It doesn't seem to make sense.

Then there's one thing you can do for him.

"Meat garlic. - Huh?

The man peeled off his eyes and was stunned.

I did, and I got out of the arm that was spinning around my neck, took a few steps away, and turned back to the man.

The man stares at the blade he had with his face that he can't believe it.

The blade, the part of the blade that had become only patterned, was almost melted like butter and lay loose on the ground.

"I'd better get this far now. If this is any more, it will increase the number of times it takes to get back to humans (,,,,,,,,)"

"- Whoa, whoa!!

The man wielded a slight portion of the remaining blade and slashed it on me.

Shake your hands off unconstitutionally.

Red Magic Ball - A magic ball created just before and melting a man's murder weapon flies in my hand swing and orbit.

It grew explosively along the way, swallowed the whole body of the man and melted in an instant.

A man who was left without a trace, not a single bone.

Probably desperate without any pain or time to feel what I was done.

I was left on the ground, looking at a piece of metal that was a man's blade.

Remember the evil deeds of the wicked and the rebirth that I saw when I was in line before I was reborn.

"If you kill ten people, you'll rub them all in one go."

I prayed that the man would be born a decent person next time.