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

A meadow with nothing, about half a day's walk from the spiritual land of Fragyle.

If the kingdom flies an anti-flag against the empire, the army must pass. Here, I set up a makeshift home for a whole house.

1 LDK interval house, made using ingredients from material bags.

The atmosphere is tented, the feeling of actually living in a private house.

He said he was relaxing in the living room of a house like that, at the service of Maid Eliza.

"Thank you for waiting."

Sta, and Dorothy jumped off the ceiling.

I looked up at the ceiling, in the house I just put up.

"There's no hole, right?"

"There isn't. That's strange."

Eliza and her neck were covered while she was serving.

"Report"

Dorothy reports in a motion and pale voice reminiscent of the ancient Ninja.

"The Royal Army is out, a total of 3,000. They're coming this way."

"Damn, I knew you were going through here to get to the Empire. Thank you, Dorothy. That was so helpful."

……

Dorothy silently, but happily dyed her cheeks and dived straight into the shadows again.

"Zera."

Calling Zella in a quiet voice.

She was in the back room.

He is sitting beside the bed watching Reache's flesh sleeping on the bed with a worried face.

Ever since Reacher's soul entered and grabbed the Homunculus, Zera has continued to look upon the Lord's flesh in this way.

"What is it?

"The number 3000, what do you think?

"What do you say?

Zella with a neck.

"Master, the question might be easier to understand"

"Oh well."

If it was Eliza, this would get through, so I was just laying there.

"How much do you think 3000 will be of the rebels?

"I think most of them. I think they leave about a thousand people in the spiritual land"

"I see."

I mean, all the best.

Yeah, just in case.

"Eliza, why don't the 3000 rebels come from the Empire?

Now it's Eliza herself, so I let her lay me down again for a bit.

"On the other hand, I don't think the military alone can handle it."

"I see."

That's why they're not enemies.

Rietzsche's fears were right.

It's no surprise that the Empire will destroy you if you have such a poor power.

I knew I had to stop eating here.

I got up and went outside.

I could see something moving on a gruesome level on the far side of the meadow that was blown and waved by the wind.

"Is that the rebels?"

"What are you going to do, sir? I'm gonna knock you down?

"Me?

"Yeah, your husband can... Can't you?

"I can, but you can't do that. You can't clearly tell that Father Alexander intervened."

"You just have to be neat."

"So it's Eliza who struggles?

"I don't mind - I think"

I wonder about that, while I pulled out the sword of the wise man.

"Three thousand people... a little bone breaking."

"I think your husband can afford it"

That's what you said as you stared at me, Eliza.

He really seems to think so, and he also seems to encourage me.

I can't let her see anything cool.

I protrude the Sword of the Wise to the ground and amplify my magic.

Once the automatic demon tre (,,,) is stopped, turn all magic power this way.

The magic spread through the Hihirokane, becoming a rainbow light.

"... mmm"

Human thought has poured in, heavy.

Shizuku, it feels like your whole body has been covered in hot air.

Induce that thought and rewrite yet another person's thoughts.

The task of directing thoughts in the "possible" direction, rather than rewriting them to something that was completely impossible, unthinkable.

I did that, one by one - for 3,000 people, in turn.

I got used to it along the way and started guiding the two of us together.

The load has grown a little, but it's acceptable.

I put together a guide to thought, and it all ended in about an hour.

"Ugh..."

Put your hands on the protruding sword of a wise man, keep your weight and breathe.

"Good day, sir"

Softly from next door, I was offered a cold squeeze.

Maid Eliza's work was always perfect and this squeeze was just as cold.

"Thank you, it's easier."

"Master, what have you done?

Eliza looked at me and looked far away.

The rebels who have marched away gradually and in a far-sighted fashion...

I found myself pulling back.

"Hey, I rewrote my thoughts. To return to the Spiritual Land of Brandjail."

"Well, you made it look like the capital of the Empire."

"A little different. That'll be tough later. If everyone keeps their mouths shut and says, 'I was going to attack the Emperor,' Your Majesty will have trouble dealing with it."

"... right"

Then? Eliza looking at me with her eyes.

"I guided my thoughts a bit. In fact, those who remained in the Spiritual Land were the Leeches who ascribed to the Lord the princess of Leeches who had grabbed him. Say."

"Wow, it's common"

"Right. Then we have to turn back and secure the Spiritual Land because we don't want the Reachers to take the Spiritual Land, which is both the rear and the base"

It's gonna be a civil unrest.

"Yeah."

"That's your husband. And then there's 3,000 attacks and 1,000 defensive sides. If we both fall apart, we'll be all hail."

"I induced a bit of thought there too"

"What do you mean?

"'Speak of the Reachers, they're compatriots, so you have to fight as hard as you can not kill them.'"

"Are you going to cut it? How so?"

"When it's all gone, that's it. So it's not necessarily that new rebels won't be created. If so, I'll have four thousand people's feet together."

"Oh, no, I don't care if you're a wounded soldier.

"Not if you're doing that earlier."

Nodding, responding to me.

"Wow... I can't believe I was thinking that far. That's your husband."

Now, as planned, there will be a massive civil unrest in the kingdom.

I hope that brings us to a close.