"Thank you for everything!

A mother with a newborn baby and a father leaning against it.

They bowed their heads further to me before leaving the tent looking slightly discouraged.

"That's unusual, you know, dropping your shoulders from your place and going home."

Instead, Eliza came in.

Again, Eliza, who came with patience.

She still looks beautiful all day and comes beside me in her tent.

"What happened?

"He asked me to name him."

"Name? Yeah, to a newborn baby."

Nodding me.

The young couple are holding him. A newborn baby.

It is a common sight that I don't particularly care about, but it is also a characteristic sight that you can't go wrong with if you ask me.

"Today's the fifth time I've had a baby named after me."

"You said no to the fact that you were stubborn. Why?"

"I think it's best to have your parents put them on, after all, if your parents are alive and well. Because a name is the first and most important gift a parent will ever give you."

Yes, that's why I call myself "Alexander" too.

Even if you have memories of your previous life, sensibly, your father and mother are younger than me - younger people, though.

Still, I value gifts from my parents, names.

I still remember my last life's name well because I used it for decades, but I haven't used it since I was reborn.

Both Marcosias and Sun translate differently.

I wonder if I could name the child whose parents are alive.

"Then there's the real name, the baptismal name, everything, right?

"Yeah?"

"You, God."

Eliza stood, pointing at me visciently.

"... yeah, you are. Technically, I'm a god."

"It's okay with God, it's the same from a human being"

"Right."

"I actually do godlike things, goddesses and angels."

"... right"

Something's going to embarrass me a little bit just to be in line with what I've been doing.

"I've heard about it, especially lately. For this people of Avalon, you are one God. Not so much a lord."

"Well, I guess so."

"Then, apart from the name your parents will give you, a name that God will give you, a name that only God should give you. Why don't you put that on him?"

The solution presented by Eliza was quite simple.

rather than.

"Maybe I've been thinking too much."

"Alec's a jerk."

"My cunt?

"You, people."

Zubishi!

and was pointed at for the second time today.

That was a fresh assessment.

"I guess so."

"That or too much service spirit. Look, Alec, your essence is" one step ahead. "

"One step ahead?

"When we have to work something out, Alec always has a better solution, one step ahead of the normal one. Is that what's happening because you have the power, or is that just what your personality is"

"Hmm...... I see"

I'll think about it a little bit, I'll look back on what I've been up to.

The verse that comes to mind is... 10%.

"Well, it's amazing how you always do that - no, it's not."

Eliza smiled frightened.

"But that's basically what you like. Again, if you wear it, if you don't wear it, I won't. That should do it, but Alec was thinking, 'Something that would satisfy both parents with the premise of letting them put it on,' because he had his own... well, proper reason, and contrary to that. That's why I'm worried."

"Wow, you totally see through my thoughts."

"The length of a relationship is not Dada."

Chest stretching Eliza.

"Well, I don't mind. Because of that idea, you've been producing a lot of new things lately."

"Oh... I see that's coming from here too"

"So I'm not saying it's bad, I rather think it's amazing. On top of that, I dare say - you're a people-lover!

Three-time, I'm zoomed out.

When they do it three times, they explain it cordially.

It gets kind of funny.

"Yes, I wanted to talk to Eliza"

I changed my story a little bit.

"What?"

"So was the baby earlier, but dozens of babies have been born since I got here, and I saw that,"

"Yeah."

"Everyone was above B-rank."

"Yes."

"Well, you're unresponsive."

"That's right. I thought it would happen."

"Huh?"

"The rank of the soul also reflects where it is born. I'm born in a place as good as the high rank."

"Right."

So I'm a Duke, and the emperor is mostly an A or S rank.

"The ideal town of Avalon, rebuilt by Alexander Carlisle. This is no longer an environment. While you were alive, I was stepping on the idea that a good soul would be born here."

"... Eliza, wow, the power of man - the power of the exchanger alone controls the flow of his soul"

"It's even more amazing that Alec is running it."

"I don't mind that, but I'm guessing Eliza's gathering of good quality souls here means that there will be other servitudes."

"Consultation is that?

"Yeah."

Nodding me.

"And Alec's worried about it, but he's not gonna stop developing it here,"

"... ah"

Just for a moment, my face became red and I found myself.

I should have changed my story, but I just got back to the same story.

Yes, I'm still not going to stop doing that.

Don't stop, I'm thinking of doing something with the premise of continuing to develop Avalon.

Just as Eliza pointed out.

"It's my trap, too"

"Huh?"

"If we make strains like this, Alec will go to the area where the souls of low rank are stuck, and the people will go to salvation. And history will have its name."

"Wow, what about Eliza? That's all I'm thinking about."

Honestly, take off your hat.

I thought I'd squeeze all my power - just the hand of God.

"Don't make me say it again and again"

Eliza smiles with a grin.

"What's really amazing is running it, Alec. I just want Alec like that in history."

I thought it was amazing.