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

I watched Nature's clan worship the altar and the ancestors from a short distance away.

I can clearly tell just by looking at it. I can see at a glance how important this land is to them that their ancestors have left behind.

So I decided to keep an eye on them until they felt better.

"Is that it?"

If you're aware, the clan was starting a ritual.

At first they were just thrilled and all worshipped as emotions, but at some point it has become a unified move around the elders of the clan.

A whisper with dance-like movements, song-like rhythms.

It is the first ritual found in the Spirit Faith.

In response to that ritual, 'Power' gathers at the altar.

I wonder what I'm going to start, looking at it.

"Guaaaaa!!

Suddenly one man raised his distressed voice and threw up blood and fell.

"What's wrong!?

"It's okay... it's necessary."

Answered the elder in a squeamish voice.

Not as good as a man, but the elders seem to follow.

My feet are stuck and I'm going to fall down now.

"Necessary?

"A ritual to welcome the 'blood' passed down from generation to generation to the clan again the lost 'blood'"

An elder who repeats as if every wow.

If that's the case, we can't stop it.

I observed the ritual and the power that was gathering in response to it.

I don't know about rituals, but I know how power flows.

The magic of the earth, the power that is in nature, is gathered together, and the human beings of the clan are united in one medium to exercise their power.

In other words, it's like using the power of nature to activate magic in a clan outing.

I get that, at the same time I've found out another thing.

It obviously means there's not enough "vessels".

There were not enough human beings in the clan for the immense magic of nature.

There are limits to human tolerance, there are also individual differences.

That in large numbers - they perform rituals by forcing them to fumble capacity with similar reasoning to that of Mpapato's parallels.

That's... not enough.

There's obviously not enough against the power that's gathering numbers.

Not just fallen men, clan men and women, adults and children.

Everyone from the top of their heads to their toes, their whole bodies turning bright red and their blood vessels are about to rip off and they're going to suffer.

I can see that the force is too great to explode now.

After observing the magic flow closely, I entered the circle of the Nature clan.

"Ah..."

"Huh?"

"It's easier...... how could you"

Confused voices rose from that side of the clan.

"Go on."

I say it out in a short, but clear tone.

Just a few people - some quick to understand, starting with the elders - understood the situation.

I went in between and enlarged the vessel.

The power of nature through my body was almost identical to the 120% full magic power of the SSS rank.

Given what happens when you're reborn, that means magic equal to God.

It is also impossible for the people of the clan to be unbearable.

But I can stand it, that's why I went in between.

All the fast understanding ones sent me a look of respect.

The way I reduced the load on my body, I understood what it meant to have me in.

If you let it go, everyone would have ruptured their bodies with their natural magic.

I'm sure I could have done it back in the day, but now that I've been banished from the Holy Land and the number of clans has been greatly reduced, I can't.

With SSS rank I took on a passage of power equivalent to 90%, the ritual moved smoothly to the next stage.

The forces gathered at the altar and gathered in one place whirling like a whirlwind.

That's how I did it...

"It's really blood..."

Me accidentally putting it in my mouth and crushing it.

I thought what they called "blood" was some kind of metaphorical expression, but it didn't seem like it.

Made with the power of nature through the altar and the clan (+ me), it is a drop of blood that floats in the universe glittering like a gem.

"Miabella"

"Yes."

The elder called, and one girl responded.

The girl stood up and was moving towards' blood '.

She was a beautiful girl.

Years are over Shaomai and under Eliza - roughly fourteen years old.

At first glance, she's a pretty girl who attracts a lot of attention.

She stood in front of the 'blood' and prayed hand in hand before slowly pulling it into her own chest.

'Blood' melts into her.

Inheritance of blood.

I see this was right, too.

Shortly after I'm convinced, I see an incredible sight.

Even though she was a beautiful girl, she grew even more beautiful within a glance.

Just seconds later, taking in 'blood' completely, she became the most beautiful girl in my life - the life of the SSS rank and the decades that went hand in hand with all of its previous lives.

Feathering.

A beautiful girl has been feathered by an immortal beautiful girl.

"Ooh."

"The ritual was a success."

"Our light."

Now against Miabella, the clan began to worship one after the other.

I asked the stone of the wise man why, feeling like I was stuck in a fox.

Information about the 'blood' of the Nature clan.

I knew the answer right away.

The Nature clan has performed rituals on the most beautiful girls in the clan for generations, letting them inherit elements of "beauty".

Just inherit "beauty" and let the next generation inherit it condensed.

It is the 'blood' of beauty, so to speak, the salabread of beauty, which has been handed down from generation to generation.

A hundred years ago, the Emperor of the Empire tried to get the best beauty on earth with all his might, but he couldn't, and he cursed his clan with his stomach and pushed it to the border, breaking this altar in their sanctuary.

After breaking it, they also put salt in their minds.

I took it home, I also revived the altar for the ritual.

So, over 100 years of condensed beauty was passed down to the new girl again.

"God of salvation"

At the end of the ritual, the elders turned to me and spoke in a squeamish voice.

"What?"

"Our history, our souls have been restored, and I offer my sincere thanks"

"Good for you."

"I want you to accept our gratitude."

"You mean give me a present?

The elder nodded.

At the same time, other clans focused their gaze on me. An eagerly anticipated look.

An enthusiastic gaze, gratitude, that hundreds of people are turning to at the same time.

Apparently, you can't just not take it.

I know the circumstances, and I can understand them coming to appreciate it.

"Our most precious treasure."

"Okay, I'll take it."

"So..."

The elder said, Miabella turned to me.

The best beautiful girl I've ever seen, a girl with condensed beauty.

I thought you'd take it from her.

"Thank you, God of our salvation"

Miabella knelt before me and bowed her head deeply.

"... you mean, you?

"Yes."

"Oh well."

The most important thing, the one who inherited 'blood'.

I wasn't expecting that, but I was convinced I'd be here when I got here.

"You got something amazing, so you can give it back from me."

"No! This is how we feel..."

Ask the Sage Stone. They taught me how to do what I wanted.

Close your eyes, put your hands together, and spread the magic formation.

It's the magic of those who have difficulty before, and I did it carefully, from putting it on people (,,,,).

Then...

"Become, even prettier!?

I understood that the magic had succeeded when I heard the people of my clan stunned and gutted out one after the other.

Open your eyes and look at Miabella.

She has a strange look and a sticky touch of her face.

As I was surprised around, she was even prettier.

All of Nature's clans around him look incredible.

"God, what the hell is this..."

The elder asked.

"Don't worry, I didn't add anything weird. A hundred years lost, should I say?"

"The Lost Hundred Years..."

"Yeah. For the last hundred years, an inheritance that everyone would have been able to do if it had been true. I gave it back to you with the application of space-time magic. So..."

"It's everyone's, it's what it is."

The intentions grew even bigger - the whole clan knelt down on me.

Old and young, everyone expressed more gratitude to me than just now.

I just got a little grumpy that this happened with the intention of paying back.