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

"Hey, Bowes, can I have a word?"

Rarely has Miller spoken to me alone in the afternoon garden, where I was in a complicated mood looking at Eliza and Ange, who nostalgic for it.

His face grew more and more wrinkled, but his eyes behind it were sharp, an old man who was still trying to get a little stiff.

Smile back at such a mirror.

"Sure. Something like that?

"There's a man I'd like to introduce to Bowes."

"Introduce me?

"Um, I don't know what I'm talking about, not the man who lives in my territory. It's better for Bowes than I am."

"I see."

"Even so, everything in this world isn't for Bowes."

So Miller grinned with his mouth wide open.

I thought it was a serious story, and soon it will come back.

Again, I think Miller is part of "Father and the Pleasant Friends" after all.

"Hey, hey, stay put."

Oh, I'm already bringing him in.

Miller said so and walked away once.

"What were you talking about?

"Eliza, and Ange"

We were chatting away. The two came.

Miller said he wanted to introduce me.

"That's unusual. I can't believe that guy would do something decent like that."

"What kind of person are you, Master Alec?"

"I didn't hear that either. Looks like they're bringing him in now, so I guess we'll find out when we meet."

"Can we stay, too?

"... of course"

When I agreed with him, Eliza and Ange were a few meters behind me, far enough away to hear the conversation.

Meanwhile, no, more than that. The two have been holding hands together for a long time.

Ange calls them "sisters," and the two sisters-in-law, who are not brothers-in-law, look familiar and true sisters.

Miller brought in one man when he thought he'd stay close if he wanted to.

Was it as good as it was in the thirties?

I wear glasses, but the glasses are kind of loose.

My clothes are also yo-yo-yo, and I get the impression that I'm in lean shape and somewhat unreliable.

"Your Highness, the Father of the Nation..."

"Fine, that kind of thing. It's not a public place, it's my house, it's a private space."

I stopped a man trying to get down on his knees and thank him for his manipulation.

"Ha, ha, yes! Thank you for your generous heart, yes"

"Why don't you name it more than that?

Miller, who brought in a man, urged.

"Ah, excuse me for this. I'm Cloud White. I'm a magician."

"You're a mage. What can I do for you?"

"I'd like your help here, Father. Yes."

"Aid?"

"This guy's doing some interesting research."

"Heh."

Interesting, Cloud began to explain.

"Does His Royal Highness know about Magic Stock?"

"I've heard of it. You literally take magic out of people, store it, and use it when you want to."

Mpapato ceremony is also deeply involved in it.

Within my sphere of action, the magic school mainly uses it.

As a place to flee in times of imperial emperor need, magic is stored as important as weapons and food.

"Yes. So I thought," I wonder if we can take out the same biological energy as magic, human vitality, and store it. "

"Hmm."

"The human body has a difference in vitality when it is healthy and when it is not. But life can be sustained even when it is weakened. From there, the opposite can be deduced, when healthy, they waste their vitality, in other words, they use it inefficiently".

As I nodded, I began to think it was funny.

A man named Cloud, who at first was oronic and unreliable, started talking hazy as soon as he started explaining.

"There are also stories of staying still, staying healthy, etc. when shipwrecked. In other words, I can also control the amount of vitality I use. Then say it can be taken out in the same way as magic. I do that research. If you can stock up on your health from time to time, it should work better than any medicine, for example, when you have a major illness that doesn't work magically and becomes a drain on your health."

"I'm not saying. I don't know, but he's asking me to be a patron."

I see. So do it on my behalf.

"You don't have to do this, do you? I don't know if it's worth it, Bowes."

Yeah, you know what I mean.

That's how I offered my hand upwards.

After a while, a glowing sphere emerged from my palm.

A first-time ball, unlike anything I've ever done.

"Alec, what's that?

Eliza heard it from behind.

"It's my life energy, that is, my strength stock."

"Ah!

The cloud was stunned.

"This is what I'm trying to do."

"Duh, how could you... it was already happening..."

Realization or loss of transmission?

Knowledge gained from the Sword of the Wise, just like the stock of magic, this was a move that I established once hundreds of years ago.

But a lot of things left me with only magic stock technology.

"Oh no..."

Trying to recreate it, the cloud nodded disappointingly.

"I thought it was an innovative idea... I can't believe His Royal Highness the Father was already ahead..."

Cloud looked at it and took pity on his shoulder.

"Now, how much do you need to spend on research?

"" "" "Huh?

Not just the cloud, Eliza, Ange, Miller.

Everyone on the spot was surprised to see their voices together.

"Do you give money, Bowes?"

"Yeah."

"But Bowes can do it already, why the money?"

"Ahead of this technology, the theory of stockpiling lives is complete."

"Stock of life?

"Yeah, this ball- it's actually the technique ahead of this, but if you stock this up, this will replace you when you die of an injury or something. Because it's my life."

"Can you do that?

"In theory, yeah. Cloud, what do you think when you hear what's going on?

"............ I think it's possible. I'd say it's hard."

"Yeah, I guess. Aren't you willing to try that?

"- I'll do it!

The cloud is eating up.

"Hmm, I don't know what the professional story is, in short."

Miller didn't pick his chin and asked with his neck clenched.

"Bowes told me he was one step ahead and he showed me two paths ahead."

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about."

"Wow, that's Alec!