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

The next day, in the tent.

I was with Ange listening to reports coming up one after the other from the maids.

By the way, there is Mali in the corner of the room.

As a record keeper, I make sure she keeps track of everything I hear and say.

To be honest, it doesn't make much sense.

Because what happened to me, and what I need, is to convert it into "knowledge" and accumulate it in the sword of the wise.

I was still letting Mari.

"Seven kilometers northwest of the mountain is the discovery of an iron ore pulse."

"Looks like this was a family of silkworm farmers headed south, a bunch of mulberries and the right land for it"

"My family, who was a 'giver' in their third generation, was led by the river as soon as possible, and now it looks like they're building a boat."

What the maids report one after the other was the "lottery" (,), a report coming up from the people who led the person to the most suitable land.

Guidance in line with my expertise and skill, so most of them are thankful that I can "do my job as I am," part of it.

"You've discovered resources with a lot of momentum."

"Yes."

Amelia, the maid leader, nodded, overseeing the report.

"Roughly a third of the reports are like that."

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"What's wrong, Master Alec?"

When I thought in silence, Ange by my side asked me strangely.

"Think less"

"Not too bad, is it?

"The folk who followed me were a hundred thousand, and what guided them was the land destined for the best living ahead. That kind of magic. And this is a land called Avalon once called Paradise"

"A fertile place in every sense, I should have had more reports," he said?

Take over my words, Amelia.

Position makes people.

Because of what I do, Amelia also sees things in a position like Lord's Staff, while being the Maid Chief, so that she can make her point.

"Yeah, I think so. You should be able to come up more."

"I'm afraid so, sir."

"Yeah?"

"There are two possibilities to think about. One thing I haven't found."

"Haven't you found it?

"Something that takes time - something that involves just human beings for a while living, for example? Or something your husband would develop ahead of you."

"I see. Not yet."

Nodding Amelia.

"What's the other one?

"Because I'm a common man."

I thought I heard some sub audio.

"If you find something nice, you want to hide it to be alone."

"I see."

Is that what it is?

But I heard Amelia's deputy voice, and maybe that's more than she unequivocally and confidently affirmed.

I thought further.

"If you let me know you're not going to take what you find, we'll all report it."

"... it's Nice, Ange"

"Do you, Master Alec?"

Ange looks unexpected.

"Yeah, I'll (,) give you a touch. Amelia."

"Yes."

"Tell delegates and hopefuls to come over here because I will teach them how to refine iron and dye yarn colors. I will teach you how to make efficient use of what you find."

"Okay."

Amelia nodded and left the tent with the other maids.

"Oh, well..."

Ange is hazy and nags with a disgraced look right after that.

"Master Alec is not a punishment, it's a policy to reward..."

It looks like he was ashamed of what he said "take it away" from me.

"Never mind, Ange. More than that, 'Touch' gave me an amazing tip. Thanks."

Ange looked more and more complicated when she thanked me.

The next day, I also did my errand in the tent today.

There is no construction to build the Lords' Hall, but I think I need to ask again what I'm going to do with the land until the people settle down and what Eliza is actually going to do with it.

So I kept the hall and the mansion behind me, and the clerk in the tent.

In doing so, Amelia has reported the same as yesterday.

"That's what I was reporting yesterday after you touched me."

"Yeah, tell those people three days...... yeah, I'll teach them in a month. It's like waiting in order."

"Yes, sir."

Amelia walks out of the tent to take orders and convey it.

Just when we're alone, Ange smiles and joins hands with bread.

"Well, this way, we're all going to be the first to report it without hiding it."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

When I asked back, Ange got stuck.

"Isn't that right, Master Alec?"

"Oh, well, so are you."

"That one too...... is there anything more?

"Yeah, when I smash it, I still think it's not much"

I saw what I received from Mali, summarising the "reports" for yesterday and today.

"Still not much?"

"Someone's satisfied."

"Satisfied"

"He followed me and pulled the lottery of destiny, so he was safe now, so he was satisfied where he arrived and stopped doing anything."

"I see."

"Message to those people, 'It's not over when you get there, it'll make your life easier if you work harder'. Now we're all going to find them and report them sooner rather than later."

"Will it?

"I think it will. 'Cause if you pulled the same fate, but you lived better than yourself around. The cause has been reported, if so."

"I see!"

Let's move it anyway.

Like a bird, there are a certain number of people who think if they keep their mouth open, they will work properly - let's create a flow that works spontaneously.

I wonder if I need another, no, two things for that.

Thinking about what to do with it.

"Eh heh..."

Ange smiled happily by my side.

"What's wrong, Ange?"

"Dear Alec, I thought it was lovely."

Ange, who told him that, was more and more happy to break his face.