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

Mansion's office.

Usually Eliza sat at the desk that my father used.

…………

From next door I could hear my father sipping his saliva.

I know how you feel.

As soon as Eliza, with a crushed attitude to the last minute, sat in front of her desk and took her pen and stretched her spine.

The air got tighter.

Emperor, Elizabeth Sea Forsyth.

He is the undisputed emperor who does not have to assemble authority in his clothes.

She ran the pen sarcastically and then tipped her index finger with a pre-prepared knife.

There was plenty of blood, dripping off a drop of fingertips - and it stopped in the air.

The emperor casts a spell with a harsh look on his face.

Red blood diffused and became the crest of the imperial family, printed on paper.

A magical handkerchief, a magic that cannot be used without advanced but special blood muscles, used to prove the Emperor's book.

Eliza rounded the script and tied it with a string, and gave it to her father.

"Please, Sir Carlisle."

"Ha, I got it."

Father walked out of the room with a letter of reverence a hundred and eighty degrees different than usual.

"What is that?

"It's a letter ordering the heavenly SS to crusade."

Eliza, who rose from the chair, the tone and the atmosphere, in an instant returned from the emperor to Eliza.

I am also concerned about the speed of the switch, but now I am more concerned about the book.

Didn't you say, "Get out of the line?"

"That's right. Example Rebellion, I have made the SS crusade many times, but only time has passed without being able to achieve a decisive outcome"

"That's right... then why did you order me to go out?

"I'll have the SS come out as usual. In the meantime..."

Eliza looked at me and laughed like a jerk.

"Take the enemy general's head at once with a trump card."

"... I see"

I wanted to look up to heaven.

I was relieved that it wasn't because I had never heard of rebel control and wondered if I could lead an army.

This way, it was too much of an operation.

High Bear Region, also known as Fairy Hill.

In the heart of all business activities in the Empire, this is the only land where 20% of the Empire's tax revenues are set aside.

Therefore the reign is not left to the nobility, but to the empire itself, so it is also called heaven.

A fort in Coolau, near its high bears.

The heavenly SS was attacking the rebel-held fort.

Seeing that from a distance so far away that people only look like bean grains, me and Eliza.

"Here we go."

"Here we go..."

"Come on, what are you gonna do?"

"Something exciting?

"I am, aren't I?

Eliza was like, "What are you taking for granted?" He looked.

"Sir Carlisle has asked me so much about your awesomeness that I can tap into my ears. Then you'll want to see what it actually looks like."

"Father... I resent you..."

I sighed, and then I got back on my mind and stretched my spine.

"Confirmation, but you just have to infiltrate and catch the rebel leader,"

"Yes, it is. I don't mind killing you. Either way, under Imperial Law, rebellion is the death penalty."

"Oh well. Confirm another one. Are you following me, too?

"Of course, I'll see to it with these eyes."

Eliza responds instantly feeling that there is no stray or other shard.

Now, what are we going to do about this situation? I felt like I was told.

I thought about it a little bit and made a magic ball.

Release the magic and turn it to form a sphere.

Now it's a yellow, earth-attributed magic ball.

Make three of them.

"What are you going to do with that?

"Here's what I'll do."

While turning the magic ball, I sent it to the ground.

As soon as I touched the magic sphere of the earthly attribute, the ground crept.

It's like melting butter with a heated knife.

There is no resistance whatsoever, and the ground is swept away by a magic ball.

"What's this?

"It's a staircase, just watch your step"

I dig toward the ground as I build a staircase out of dirt magic balls.

About the depth of the third basement floor, where I could no longer hear the voice above at all, I now began digging horizontally.

Proceed with dust in a magic ball.

That speed is the same as my child's normal walk.

"You're going to dig underground."

"Yeah. You could break into a fort in that riot."

"Where do I start... Is the place okay?

"That's okay"

Once I stopped my leg, I flew the magic ball up.

The magic ball flew straight up and out onto the ground.

Light plunges through the hole that connects to the ground.

"I'm going to go ahead and figure out where you are like this"

"I see."

I put the magic ball back, and again, I dug the hole.

"But... I've never seen anything like it. That's amazing."

"This way of digging?

"It can't be normal to move on while digging, can it?

"Maybe that's right"

I laugh bitterly and dig further.

Fly the magic sphere up at a certain distance to confirm its current position.

Eventually, the underground tunnel went through the outer wall without anything, entering the basement of the fort.

Then we gradually dig up this time so that we can get out on the ground.

I climbed through the hills and got out on the ground with a hole dug by a magic ball of dirt.

"Is this... in the building?

"It's the most splendid building in the fort I've ever checked. Maybe he's here."

"All right, I'll go then."

It was from the basement, smiling bitterly at Shigeru Eliza.

Outside, the rage and screaming, and the bumps in the metal noise were clinging.

We proceed inside the infiltrated building.

"This way."

"Yeah."

Eliza goes a long way, I go with her.

Buildings like this, which are used by central figures of some group, have patterns in their structure.

For the convenience of commanding, for the convenience of maintaining majesty.

They're all made in the usual place.

Both me and Eliza know the pattern.

So I moved on, and at one point, I came in front of a fine room.

"I can hear you talking - this."

"What's going on?

"I want to hear what you're talking about, if I can."

"Then let's do this."

I used a dirt magic ball that I had been digging in the basement.

Sharpen the walls like a hot knife.

Heavy doors and walls were shredded, making one plate ample.

And I can hear the talk inside.

"It's about time."

"Yeah, some fighting (,) was done, and it's time to retreat"

"I'll send the chase for once. If we could do 800, it would ruin everything we've ever done."

"I know, do it right."

"Oh."

The conversation ended the whole way.

There seem to be two men in the room, one footstep approaching.

And then the door opens.

"Hmm? Why is the kid here? - You!

The man dressed as an aristocrat first glanced at me as a child and put on his little neck, then looked at Eliza for a moment.

"Heh, Your Majesty. Why are you here?

"Sir Fleming, what's the story now?

"Oh, that's..."

The aristocratic man, called Fleming, was in a hurry and in an instant the fat sweat poured out sloppily.

"Hey Fleming, what about them?

"... I don't know any children. This is His Majesty the Emperor."

"What?

Another man to be surprised.

"You betrayed me... not on the side. I mean, they swam, and it all fell apart."

Fleming looked scratchy with a bitter bug.

Eliza's face gets more and more rugged too.

"Eight hundred... you were playing a little play with your hands tied together."

"Why do you need to do that"

"It's war money."

I explained to Eliza.

"Even if it's a crusade, if you send out the army, the money will move. Report, for example, that someone who is not dead has died in battle and improperly receive a reward for his or her surviving family. I'll take the person, of course, but these guys can pull it out too. So when it cools down, let me enlist again, and crusade, and die another fake battle - a kind of alchemy."

"... Sir Fleming"

Eliza - The tone of the Emperor's voice dropped 2 octaves.

"... hey, I can't help it like this"

"Right. You're gonna kill him? Or should I kill him?

"Don't worry, I won't put my hands on it"

Two eyes made the words dangerous.

Mouth seal. Sure, now you can kill them, so maybe it's the right choice.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty will hide from you when this has happened"

……

"Sorry!"

Fleming was on his hips, pulling out his gorgeous decorative sword, and swinging down towards Eliza without hesitation.

Eliza didn't move - I did.

Melt Fleming's decorative sword with instantly made flaming magic balls.

It's a magic ball that melted even your father's Orihalcon sword. Fleming's sword body disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Then make a black magic ball.

Hit that on two men.

A magic ball struck directly at two people who were surprised and confused by my magic, which I thought was a child.

- Dossa!

The two fell and couldn't move, like a doll with a broken thread.

"Hey, what's this?"

"Life, well, health, but it's something that wipes it out. It doesn't damage the flesh at all, but it must be fatigue for about a whole day of running."

"Oh, my God, I've never even heard of magic like that."

"Yes! Such advanced magic. Such a child!

Stunning two.

I don't think so.

Eliza was one step ahead of us.

Stretch out your spine and put on the face of His Majesty the Emperor.

With cold eyes, I looked down at the two of them - especially Fleming.

"Declare in the name of Emperor Elizabeth Sea Forsyth. Fleming Luz. Deprive that person of all his status and rights"

In the basement.

Me, who magically carries the two of you out of your mind.

By the way, the basement used a dirt magic ball to re-fill it back to normal.

Now no one can come, we can escape slowly.

All you have to do is follow these two home, leave everything to your father and Eliza - the Emperor, and settle for one thing.

Such an Eliza, staring at me just now.

"What's going on?

"... thanks for earlier. Thank you."

'Cause I just did what was natural.

"It's the first time people have saved my life."

"You shouldn't have a life in danger. I'd rather not have been saved."

……

Out of the way, I, Eliza, stare even more.

"What's going on?

"Ugh, yeah. Nothing."

Eliza turned her cheek away and turned away.

What the hell is wrong with you?