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

Change your appearance, and change your outfit from noble to common.

I went out with Ange, and Eliza's three.

Me and Ange as adults left and right, and Eliza back in the middle looking like a child.

The three of us walking hand in hand is the very figure of the friendly three parents and children.

It is, though.

Are you okay, Eliza?

Because the appearance has changed dramatically, I decided not to worry about the name, but the usual way of calling it.

That, Eliza, is holding hands with me.

For some reason my body is strong and my movements are giddy, and the hand I'm holding on to is so hot.

Is it also a fever?

"So, it's okay!

Eliza denied it on quite a sword screen.

I tried to measure the heat with my hands on my forehead, but I was avoided by twisting my body.

"Really?"

"I think it's okay, you"

Ange said from the other side, as if to send out a help ship.

"Really?

"Yeah, because girls these days have higher temperatures than guys"

"I see."

I asked the sword of the wise man, who camouflages invisible just in case and still carries it on his back as usual.

Then the answers "some people like that" and "by people" returned.

Well, if that's the case.

I decided not to care any more and kept walking.

Avalon, a place that until a few days ago was a devastated and poisonous earth.

Its poisonousness is completely out, people building houses and opening fields over there.

The land is over there. Wow... and it's glowing pale.

The colors are different for each of them. It is a place of destiny for them, where the people are pulling (,) with a scratch.

Its glowing place was delimited with nature, still on the way but already town-like.

He said he was walking with a family of three in such a town.

"You, look at that."

Second, Ange stopped and pointed away.

It was a big place to glow at first sight.

It's still like a vacant lot in a residential neighborhood, where nearly thirty young people are gathered.

The young men were kneeling and worshipping towards the wood placed in the front.

"I wonder what that is, religion"

Perhaps that compartment will become a temple in the future, and wood will surrogate or use it to want a statue of the gods.

The men worshipped it piously enough to make them think so.

"Oh, dear Alexander, dear Alexander"

"Our Savior."

On the wind, I heard the men.

"Apparently... you honor Master Alec"

"I see."

"Good for you."

Eliza, who was subtly grumpy until earlier, has said it in a childish tone.

"There's usually a voice to honor the reign of the vice emperor, which means it's okay."

"Right."

"Are you dissatisfied?

Ange asked with her neck clenched.

"Um, I'm not dissatisfied."

When I replied vaguely, Ange and Eliza looked at each other and wondered.

"Anyway, let's see some more"

"Right."

"Okay."

Take the two of them and walk further around the city, playing friendly parents and children.

Once I saw it, it came to my attention a lot.

The compartments are divided and town-like, but the buildings are barely built, so I can see and interact with the ones that are a few houses away.

"Now you're children."

"Song."

"God protect the Emperor Alexander, our good Emperor Alexander."

What the kids were singing was a hymn against me.

"You're becoming an emperor. I wonder if I should make you stop."

That's what Ange said, and she glanced at Eliza for a moment.

A gaze at what a real emperor would think of this.

"Isn't that nice? This kind of thing is fine unless you rebel in person, and who rebels in person?

That's what Eliza said, and she looked at me.

"I won't."

"Then you'll be fine."

"Good for you - that? You still look in trouble."

"What's the problem?

"Hmm."

He said he was worried about how to explain it to both of us.

"Rubbish... I brainwashed even the kid. Oh, you're a rare big petitioner"

I heard an old man from behind.

Turning around, I saw an old man cooking meat from a deer or something.

"Old man, who are you talking about?

"It's the vice emperor."

The old man said away with an invincible face.

Ange looked in trouble and Eliza mumbled.

I listen even more as I pull myself together with Eliza, who is about to pop out.

"What's going on?

"You know what I mean? Everyone who followed him, he honored him."

"Right. Doesn't your grandfather?

"It's none of my business. Talk to me. I just thought you wouldn't be eating up here."

"Hmm."

"They haven't noticed, that vice emperor, the more you know, the less human you are. Oh, yeah."

I did it, and I widened the corner of my mouth and laughed happily with my missing teeth mouth.

"It's a machine that makes humans happy. You don't look like you're bleeding to do what you have to do."

"I see!"

That's a novel opinion.

There's no blood coming through, a machine that makes humans happy.

I've never heard of it before, but it's kind of funny.

"That's not true, because there's something behind it. I'm excited to see his skin peel off."

That's what the old man said, adding more booze.

Eliza shuddered as a mess.

Her face turns bright red and she's trembling in anger.

From Eliza's point of view, the old man's. I guess that sounded like a "silence" kind of thing.

I slightly strengthened Eliza's power to hold hands, smiled, and held her away from the old man.

When you get to the point where you can't reach the old man, Eliza is.

"Can I tell you that!?

And I was clearly angry.

Ange, on the other hand.

"You... look happy, unlike just now"

And I was slightly confused.

"Yeah, I thought this would be okay."

"What do you mean?

"Did you see Grandpa's face? He's bloody good, he drinks during the day, and I'm... criticizing the regime."

"You are."

"That's the best way to afford and be free. Good governance is not considered good governance. It's better."

"... the words of Emperor Callus"

Crushing Eliza, nodding me.

Life is stable and I see the future, and I can criticize the regime.

Apparently, the tax thing is on my mind.

The people seem to be able to afford it.