Chapter 3

Chapter 3: 3

“Nah… so perfect for the first time…”

“It’s a mess, it must be a mess. Hey, Millet! Try it again!

The older soldier prompted Millet to release the arrow again.

This time again, the arrow flew straight and beautifully, hitting the target.

The second time, there is no shortcomings.

The soldiers were again stunned. Even the unleashed Millet himself is surprised that his open mouth will not be blocked.

“You better be a bowman.”

“Yes, he said he was talented!

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

and Millet is recommended by colleagues,

“As it were, well, maybe the bow isn’t that bad either. There’s no cowardice or shit in the fight, ha-ha.”

Surprisingly light, I returned my palm.

You even said it wasn’t a weapon a man would use, but it’s too simple.

“But, boy. How did you know Millet had bow talent?

A soldier’s man asked.

Those who were there, wanting to know themselves, turn their gaze to me.

Can you fulfill and believe the story that your abilities look quantified?

I didn’t know, so I…

“Survey”

I replied.

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The next day I was having breakfast with my family.

In my front seat, my father in this world, Raven Rovent, is eating.

Raven has a very high back length, a gotten face, sharp eyes, and to be honest, a little scary.

This man has a background in becoming a nobleman with the bravery of a peasant but before him.

The force is terrific enough to lighten ten soldiers on their own.

By the way, status and aptitude are:

Control 86/86

Wuyong 94/95

Knowledge 44/56

Politics 23/31

Ambition 67

Infantry A

Cavalry S

Archer B

Magic Soldier D

Tsukishi D

Weapon D

Navy D

Air Force D

Strategy D

This is how it is.

He is a man with excellent leadership and martial arts and a vessel as a general who leads large numbers of soldiers.

On the other hand, he’s low in political power, probably caused by it, and spoiled by the Lords of the Lesser Territories, with all this ability.

After the meal,

“It’s Ars. Lord, I heard you spotted Millet’s bow talent yesterday.”

And I’ve been asking questions.

“Yes, it is”

“You think I spotted anything? Out of the blue. That account might not be stupid. Brush it up. The ability to spot a man’s talent is one of the most important things about being a lord.”

I’ve advised him to make it a three-year-old.

Well, I’ve acted like a three-year-old a couple of times before, too, so I can’t help it.

I’m the only Raven child at the moment, so maybe I’m thinking about the growth rate of my child by my standards.

“I’ll remember the liver.”

That’s how I responded to Raven’s advice.

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Then a few months passed.

I turn four.

During that period I was to learn more about the situation in which I was placed.

Let’s get this straight. Honestly, my future is not bright at all.

Am I right in saying that the future of the Someforth Empire where I live is not bright?

This country is likely to enter a turbulent world in the near future.

This country, which dominates the entire Samaforce continent, has no external enemies. War against other countries is unlikely to occur because it cannot be attacked without crossing the long straits.

In other words, what happens is civil unrest.

Apparently, the people currently in power in the SomerForce Empire are very corrupt.

Because of this, peasant revolts erupt everywhere.

My father, Raven, was also in formation before this to go calm the rebellion.

One rebellion after another, the power of the emperor of the Samaforce Empire is falling into a dong, and nobles everywhere are gradually strengthening their autonomy.

There are skirmishes all over the Empire, but the Samaforce Empire no longer has the power to stop it. The country can be rough all you want, and the fact that wars are happening all year round everywhere is the situation of the Empire today.

It just feels like a turmoil.

If we keep this up, the empire will fall, the herds will dictate, and I have such a feeling that eventually there will be a big battle instead of a skirmish.

In those days, my precedence, having been born as the eldest son of an aristocrat, is very disturbing.

The point is, you have to go to war again and again.

While leading a soldier of his own territory as the Lord.

In times of peace, maybe I should have lived in relaxed internal affairs, but I can’t say that’s what’s going on.

In my previous life, I was born and raised in a peaceful Japan, a man with no idea of war or anything.

Can I fight like that?

Will we be able to survive this tough time? I’m only anxious.

I don’t want to die.

In his previous life, he was thirty-five years old, and suddenly he died.

There was still a lot left to do.

Even in my second life, I absolutely don’t like to die prematurely. This time I want to die of old age, surrounded by my grandchildren.

What can I do to keep you from dying?

I think hard.

And

– The ability to spot a man’s talent is one of the most important things for a lord.

My father’s words came to mind.

Right, talent.

Strengthen the power of this territory by distributing a variety of talented people.

That would reduce my chances of dying, too.

If this country is going into turmoil, the most important thing is nothing but power.

Take full advantage of my appraisal to attract talented people.

So he decided, and left the mansion, and went to the village where the people were gathered.