Noble Reincarnation~Blessed With the Strongest Power From Birth

The fantastic sight did not last long.

The beauty I saw and the back of my back, when it was over, it was really short of over.

As if out of the air, Bahamut's power fell out of Kate, and he returned to his original appearance and entered the spot.

"Are you all right?

"It's okay, it is. Hey, I'm tired..."

"Hmm."

See how Kate is doing.

The complexion is white as paper, but it's what humans look like when they're extremely tired.

Other than being tired, I guess it's no big deal, as the person self-declared.

"But it's good to be possessed, but you can't do anything this short."

"Your Majesty, let me try it too"

"Right. Bahamut, give Zoe what she's got."

"Understood."

The exact same sight was repeated.

Bahamut responds.

The force jumps out of the bracelet.

Moving on to Zoe.

It turns into what should also be called a divine fiery demon.

And I'm short of breath right away.

With the power of Bahamut loose, Zoe also went from extreme fatigue to the spot.

"Are you all right?

"Yes... I was tired when I didn't sleep for a few days, just"

"Hmm. Bahamut, there's more to come"

'Are you sure?

"I don't care, do it"

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Bahamut responded to my orders, and the power passed on to me.

Staring at both hands, it changes its appearance.

And abilities.

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Name: Noah Alert

Empire Emperor

Gender: Male

Level: 17 +1/∞

HP C + C fire E + S + S

MPD + C water C + SS

Force C + S wind E + C

Health D + C ground E + C

Intelligence D + B Light E + B

Spiritual E + C Dark E + B

Speed E + C

Dexterity E + C

Luck D + C

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The ability to fire has changed.

"+" but one more.

I see, this certainly doesn't make you stronger.

Besides... I know why I'm tired.

During possession, HP and MP are decreasing in seconds.

My HP is the real S of C + C, and MP is the A of C + D.

Even if it is decreasing, it can be kept for the moment.

"Your Majesty... Wow..."

"So long..."

Immediately out of breath, the two looked up at me with a look of respect.

I cut up Bahamut possession with my own consciousness.

I felt a little weak due to the depletion of possession, but to this extent, it is no big deal.

In the battle, I was convinced it would be the trump card for the short-term showdown.

In the study, I pinch my desk and face Oscar.

I'm sitting down, and Oscar's standing up and reporting.

The contents are the finances of the Empire.

Oscar, the finance prince minister, was asked about the finances, so Oscar reported the current situation.

"Queen Selection… I thought it would be difficult soon this year"

"Hmm..."

I heard the finances to make the Empress/Audrey proposal come true.

But they said they didn't have enough money for it.

I finally spread the paperwork up from Oscar on my desk and stared at the numbers.

"Didn't the taxes go down a little again?

"Ha, I was wondering if it was because the salt tax from Gabel was declining."

"Salt tax..."

Salt is important.

If the dish doesn't have salt, it loses its flavor - it's not a low-level story about what it is.

It has already been found in doctors and other studies.

Humans are life-threatening if they don't take salt.

If you don't have enough salt, you'll be more tired in the short run, and weaker all over your gut in the long run.

Humans need salt.

So the Empire managed the salt.

The sale was on a permit basis, from which taxes were taken and made a valuable financial resource.

I'm looking at the report.

"How much less?

"About 20% of the full season?"

"What's the least of them?

There are several salt fields.

"It's the Gabel region. It's where the Empire produces the most salt."

"Gabel, huh?"

Sure, after I became emperor, you sent Lorens to the governor.

From that Lorens...... nothing reported.

Nothing has come of the snitch using the fuwa box.

It means that nothing has happened to reduce it at all.

Lorens can be trusted.

I thought about it a little bit and stared at Oscar.

"Oscar."

"Ha."

Actually, what do you think?

Silence descends.

Plenty, after about a minute of silence.

"... that's right, Your Majesty, you know"

Oscar bowed his head once, smiling bitterly.

"Perhaps there is trafficking going on"

"Smuggling?"

"An official."

"An official..."

I thought about it a little bit.

What the Empire is taking is a licensing system for sales.

By allowing sales, you can take at least that amount of salt tax.

Combining that with the word trafficking......

"... 80% of them are smuggled... into dark salt."

"I think you're right. Nominally, by saying that the consumption of salt has decreased from the recession, that is every year, a little less. Every year it decreased by a few percent, so every time I thought I had no choice, I realized that… is the current situation."

"I see. If you take the time to reduce it to the dark salt of trafficking, the taxes for that matter will make you a whole lot of money. Foreheads, and plenty of money you can spend to keep officials quiet."

"Yes... that's right, Your Majesty. I didn't know you'd understand almost everything in this moment."

As Oscar would say, my reasoning is not wrong.

Then let's do something about this place.

It's not just the Queen's choice, I'm thinking about marching in the future, and I need money then.

Salt taxes are part of what needs to be done.

"Let's go out on our own"

"Is His Majesty here?

"Oh, 80% salt tax. It's something you can look at."

"... Ha, I just overdid it"

"Phew."

I got up, approached Oscar, slapped him on the shoulder.

The phrase "beautiful water is hard to live in", said the Empress, has been on my mind here lately.

That's exactly what Oscar said about "just too much".

If you're about to deceive the actual few percent, you can even close your eyes, but the whole season - no, there's nothing else to say if 80% of the status quo is deceived, it's too much.

Oscar is just the prince, and the finance minister is just doing it, and I know that very well.

"Sire?"

"That's a wonderful thing to say. Keep helping the rest of the reign."

"- Ha!"

Oscar took three steps back, down to a distance where he wouldn't step on my shadow, then poked one knee and lowered his head.

Wang Du, Eighth Prince's residence.

In a windowless study, Oscar called a man named Earl in his belly.

"Are you calling for me?

"It's about Gabel. Is there a connection between you and me?

Earl answered neatly for a moment, but immediately back to his true face.

"Somewhat. Not directly, but I'd like to offer you something like 'thank you'."

"Send it back, and cut it as clean as you can"

"Ha...... but why?

"Your Majesty's eyes were closed"

"-!"

Earl took a breath.

"Your Majesty is a man of great genius. He may be even better at exposing and resolving wrongdoing than His Majesty the King. His Majesty said he was headed straight to Gabel. I will definitely solve it."

"Are you sure...?

When Earl roughly asked back, Oscar ran out of words.

"Must be. I've been watching about His Majesty since I was a child. Not a single failure."

Oscar stood up, hands behind his back, and walked around the study.

"One thing about Gabel is that it's not something you can cover up right away, structurally. We'll either put it back over the years, or we'll brighten it all up and a hundred units will be punished, or it's the only way."

"But. Your Majesty has always said," People are treasures. "

"Remember, Your Majesty was also the Law's Prince of Laws Minister."

"-!"

Earl took his breath again and glanced.

"Even the Crown Prince can be made obsolete in the light of the law, and there's no reason to let the prince fall on the common people."

"- I understand, I'll be clean soon!

Oscar dropped off a blue Earl jumped out of the study.

And in the room alone, bluffing and crushing.

"Thirteen (,) talents would definitely solve it. Then I..."

Oscar had to think of things (,).