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

"Minister, Alexander Carlisle. We worship the balls on our faces and we are the ultimate in joy."

My voice echoes in the midst of a vast gaze.

Ministers, officials and soldiers around them look at me with a strange eye.

On the other hand, the emperor sitting on the throne, Elizabeth Shy Forsythe person, looks heartless or grumpy.

"Raise your face, Sir Alexander. Sir doesn't need to drool."

"Thank you Happiness"

That's what I said, stop single-kneeling, me getting up.

Eliza and her eyes meet.

I've seen my eyes mixed with accusations about what I've come to do.

"Your Grace has something to forgive me for."

"What?"

"Give me some titles of nobility, if you take the position of associate baron"

"Oh, my God, even a child did it."

"Oh."

"Is the Father of the Nation at last?"

"No, but you're not married to Master Angelica yet?

"No, I'm sorry anyway."

I got a twitch from around me, and I heard a voice close to cheering.

Eliza's. That's a common pattern of jokes between emperors and nobles.

The high nobility, at the birth of the child, whether or not the child can receive the rank of nobleman, is a parameter that measures his position and power.

I also became a baron sooner than I could get a high because my father was concerned about it shortly after I was born and I had been given the position of baron.

As a matter of course.

"No, it's not"

"That's too bad. Sir's blood muscles are to be left in future generations. It's time to think about it."

"Thank you"

Eliza's tease and, in a way, the Social Dictionary.

The main issue that came here today.

He went directly from Avalon to the Imperial Capital and cut out the reason he saw it to His Majesty the Emperor.

"To the merchant, to give"

"Merchant?"

Greater intent.

"I'm surprised Sir started a side job for a sales officer."

Eliza laughs so much fun.

"It would be safer if you were a sales officer. Sir is too perfect."

"Just kidding."

"And who are you?

"I'm not there yet"

"... Explain it from scratch. I intend to be intolerant of Sir's affair, but I just can't imagine anything."

When Eliza said so, the ministers around her snorted.

"It's not a big deal. I want to attract merchants to Avalon."

"Where do you mean, feed?"

"Yes, I am thinking of giving Avalon to the merchant who brought the industry"

"Why limit yourself to that?"

"When we bring in industry, we bracket it a lot, but finally we want to bring in industries with instruments, such as spinning."

"Hmm."

"It is the same as agricultural land, Your Majesty. Farmers cannot leave the land they grew hanging on hand salt. If you multiply the balance with the effort you throw there and the effort you start over from scratch. Same goes for merchants. Once you pull in a merchant who needs a big investment, you'll stay on the same land for ten or twenty years."

"Hmm."

"I see, that's the Father of the Nation"

"I know about the people and the land, but I can't even think about the merchants."

"I can't get away from the mansion I'm used to."

"All I did was be poor."

The jokes of ministers and officials fly.

It's a joke, but that's exactly what I can't get away from the mansion I'm used to living in.

People who rent houses move, but people who buy houses are tied to the land for years.

Same thing.

Eliza conceived.

Give the merchant the Noble.

I'm not saying it's unprecedented, but I know it's not that funny from a biological nobleman.

That's why I went out and asked for it in public.

I still don't think so.

And that's when I thought.

"Okay."

"Oh, thank you, Your Majesty"

"Hmm. Alexander Carlisle, the father of the country."

"Ha!

"If you're any less than that, you're free to give it."

"Thank you. - Huh?

I almost told you, I was surprised.

In a grand, flipping position, I was surprised and took Eliza seriously.

"Um... Your Majesty? Now what?"

"Hmm? Sorry I made a mistake."

"That's right."

When I was relieved.

"If you rank lower than the vice emperor, you may be free. I have trouble getting the vice emperor upset just like that."

"Yes!?

Surprised again.

That I made a mistake there!?

Do you want me to like you?

"I don't even need a report, only Avalon can divide the territory on its own."

"Oh, thank you"

Me being a little more tactful than expected answers.

"That's my father."

"Your trust with Your Majesty is strong."

All the way around, it was all favorable, and it became more and more tactful.