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

Carlisle's Mansion.

It's been a long time since I've been home, and let's relax with Ange trying to study healing magic in the mansion yard - as I was.

"Whoa, I went to magic school. I watched closely with these eyes, and they finally killed me. My brother-in-law was definitely an angel."

"Ooh, that's Alec. I thought I'd do it sooner or later, but I thought I could even follow an angel so quickly."

The reason I can't be quiet, it's the presence of my father and Horsen.

As if they were chasing me back to the mansion, Horsen also came all the way to Carlisle territory and thrived with his father and my story.

"That's not all. The magic school kids were getting stronger."

"Hmm? How long is it?

"300 of the finest students, three minutes was enough to kick their ass in a mock fight before, but when I went there, it was like five minutes away."

"Oh, my God! I didn't expect to stretch Horsen, the empire's most powerful samurai, against him for two minutes"

"That and this is because my brother-in-law teaches well. You're not just strong. You're super good. You're super good."

"Ha ha, Horsen is just top notch"

"Oops, it's just top notch. Say hello to my brother-in-law."

Father and Horsen, the two seemed to have a lot of fun.

At some point, the two of them have started drinking and can easily be expected to be even more exciting in the future.

"Well, that's a lot of excitement in my story."

As I grinned, Ange cheered with Nico.

"You both love Master Alec. And."

"And?"

"I've been asking you, but you've only told me the truth."

"Whoa! You know exactly what I mean, lady!

Horsen, who's supposed to be drinking away, broke into this conversation.

Unlike the two of you, Ange's voice is year-to-year - you sounded a little more modest than that. Hell ears, I guess.

"You're right, we only say what's natural. My brother-in-law is a genius, 100 years - no, one genius every 1000 years. Hey, brother."

"Um, I totally agree with you, bro"

Because of the alcohol in it, Horsen and Father called each other "brothers" in Nori.

That's good, but nothing's wrong with you two considering their age, their position, etc.

"Cheers to our brother-in-law!

"Cheers to our son!

Calling each other brothers. I call my brother-in-law and son.

Relationships are messed up already.

"Whoa, speaking of which, it's time for that."

"Is that it?"

"That's the one my brothers said before. That one opens every four years."

"Oh, Alec cup."

In my father's conversation with Horsen, I remembered that.

Love me, I - to spread Alexander's name to the public more, Father has opened what, since the year I was born, becomes the "Alexander's Cup" every four years.

The reason why it's four years is because it's not too short or too long and the production is the most exciting period of four years, including the bottom preparation.

Not only the Alec Cup, but other serious events, especially the official events of the Empire, have a lot of regular four-year intervals if you glance at what you do each year.

And that's the year I was born - I did it when I was one, I did it when I was five, and I came around again this year when I was nine.

"Um, it's about time. I'm sorry, Alec, but Alec's definitely busier than he was four years ago, but in the meantime..."

"I know, I'll attend properly, and I'll do a proper award ceremony or something"

"Oh! That's Alec."

I don't know what "just" is now, but my father is a lot drunk, so I decided not to go in there.

"So long, brother. What's the prize for the winner of that Alec Cup? I heard that before, but I still didn't know about my brother-in-law."

"Land and gold. A farmer in a family of four would be enough to live a lifetime."

"Why, fuck you"

"No, I'm not, am I?

That's enough for a family of four to live a lifetime, right?

I was a civilian in my last life, higher than my lifetime earnings, right?

It's like Horsen's bullshit. Besides, I stuck it in, but surprisingly, my father did.

"It is. The last time I clouded my tea, I always wanted it to be decent."

I was in tune with Horsen's words.

No, Father, it's not cloudy at all, it's rather a prize normally worth everything.

"How about this? Why don't you tell the winner that your brother-in-law will grant you only one wish?

"Hmm, maybe not a bad idea. What do you think, Alec?"

"I don't mind... is that okay?

"It's not 'that'!!!

"Not 'that'!!!

Father and Horsen have thought as much, united their voices and denied my words.

Because of the booze in there, the two of you are more tense and assertive than usual.

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"Um... father-in-law"

"Yeah? What's up, Ange?"

Unlike the two of them, very modestly, Ange spoke with his hands up.

"I'm so happy. It's a wonderful, happy day because I've been forgiven by Master Alec."

"Hmm, naturally."

"Don't be prestigious there, Father, it's subtly embarrassing."

I went in, but Ange didn't mind, and I kept talking.

"Hello, though. If the winner of the Alec Cup is a woman... what about the prize being Alec's wife's right..."

Surprising suggestion out of Ange.

But that doesn't mean it's completely unheard of.

What a often heard story about running a miss contest and marrying the best woman in the territory.

I would rather marry a nobleman, appeal to him to die to ride the balls.

Open that up more, and what a little voice you can hear.

Furthermore, if my previous life was from the point of view of a former civilian man, I think that would be a luxurious place to work that would only be tolerated by the nobility.

"What do you say, Master Alec"

"I don't mind..."

View Ange.

Ange is my pardoned wife, a girl who's going to marry and become a regular room one day.

The aristocratic chamber is evaluated by how well the side chamber can be managed.

For Ange's sake, I was also thinking of turning all the good boys into siderooms.

So if Ange wants to, I have no objection to that... the truth is.

The "delicious place of the aristocracy" I have faced rarely since I was reincarnated is arranged in front of me and I am a little thrilled.

"... yeah, let's do that"

"Yes! Thank you! Dear Alec!"

Ange was innocently pleased that she had accepted her proposal.

Thus, the prize of the Alec Cup is determined every four years.

That's the result of being informed.

The number of female participants has exceeded a hundred times that of four years ago.