I’m the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I’ll Raise My Little Brother

At the end of your song time with the princess, Leggles said today that you and Yuansan and Utsunomiya are going on a half-day extracurricular study of swordsmanship.

When I went to Imperial Capital before, Leggles took you out of the mansion and got on board, and I hear you're gonna do the same thing this time.

"Oh, yeah, I'm coming"

"Yes, go. Keep up what Yuansan and Utsunomiya have to say. Don't do anything dangerous."

"Oh, thank you very much."

"Yes, I'll be careful"

Leggles, your "shiso" sounds like "shiso shiso" after all. But I think I can talk a lot longer about sentience.

"Regards, Yuansan, Utsunomiya and Regulus"

"Yes, it's good to pay."

"Leave it to the Utsunomiya!

When you two pinch you in the middle, Leggles graciously takes that young hand.

And he walked out to the mountain behind the mansion.

Dropping it off, the wind blows all the way down and signs of people descend diagonally behind.

Looking back, Dr. Romanov stood.

"Hey, Leggles, did you leave?"

"Yes. They're coming hard."

"Really? So suppose we go too"

"Regards!

When I join hands with Dr. Romanov, I feel a sudden floating sensation, the next feeling of falling.

I'm afraid I can't see the situation while I'm transferring because I really meditate my eyes at the time I feel floating.

I touched something with a stiff heel.

"Yes, we're here. Open your eyes. You'll be fine."

"Yes."

If you open your eyes slowly, gradually you can see that your nail tips are reaching beautiful flooring, as is the wood.

As I raised my gaze slightly, I saw a wooden desk, scattered five lines, with a sheen of armor candy, in many books arranged regularly on the bookshelf.

upstairs room in Mr. Viktor's house.

The loose footsteps stopped in front of the door.

"Hey, uh! Alyosha, too. Welcome, it's been two weeks."

"It's been a while, Mr. Viktor. Looking good, above all."

"Sorry to bother you, Vicha"

Green eyes hold a gentle light, surrounded by long lashes that seem to sound if you blink.

Viktor, the landlord who showed up with the door open, welcomed me in a hug.

"From the next day on, Miss Maria came to a song lesson the way you taught her."

"Really?"

"Yeah, he asked me to come to the dressing room for lessons before rehearsal today."

"Oh...... then why don't you come say hello with me then?

"That's what I say. I'll give it to you then."

"Thank you"

The three of us will have tea after being guided to the living room upstairs.

Speaking of which, take the ice sweets that Mr. Rottenmeyer has beautifully wrapped in every vessel from his waist porch.

"This is a souvenir. It's an ice treat, so go ahead and make some tea."

"Oh, thank you. Well, I'll have it soon."

Unwrapped, a round thin peach sorbe sat in a beautiful vitreous vessel.

Dr. Romanov, who was watching it, had a distant eye for some reason, but Mr. Viktor didn't notice, scooping the solve with the small silver spoon that came with it.

Mr. Viktor's eyes opened to surprise as pink ice sweets slipped into his shaped lips.

"Wow, the peaches in there......!

"It's so sweet, isn't it?

"Yeah, yummy......! Uh, your place, is peaches a specialty?

"No, I got peaches."

Shaking his neck sideways, Mr. Viktor moves the spoon, saying "heh" or "ho".

With the last spoon in his mouth, Dr. Romanov, who had a distant eye until then, spoke to Mr. Viktor, who laughed contentedly.

"When does it start to say rehearsal?

"Right. The show starts in the evening, so I guess in a little while. Miss Maria's waiting for you, so it's time to go."

When you've finished eating, get ready to go out.

Pinch me in the middle like one day and roll out to the city.

They say the National Theatre is just a little closer to the central palace than the Joint Sacrifice Temple, which was previously visited.

After noon Marche is still busy with the one going out.

The side shops are somewhat like posters, and the face of the lady in the painting looks a lot like Maria's.

"Huh," laughed Viktor, noting that I was looking at the poster as he stared.

"Today is Miss Maria's performance."

"Showing off, is it?

"Yeah. As a singer with a court. Previously, he was the singer of the Second Prince, but from now on, he's the empire's leading singing princess."

I don't know, but I only found out that Maria's hindsight wasn't much.

As we approach the National Theatre, the roads are regularly supplemented because they are closer to the Emperor's residence, and yarn cedar is also planted to the left and right of the boulevard to make it look better.

Unlike the Marche neighborhood, a large mansion with a conical roof on the white wall is a noble mansion.

Looking at the line of the mansion without any concern, Mr. Viktor spins the words as hard to say.

"Uh, you know what? You're right..."

"Yes, you can't just look at the fact that noble mansions are lined up, can you? I'm careful."

"Uh... no, there's Count Kikunai's mansion on this street."

"Huh!?

Shoulders jumped on unexpected words, but on second thought, it's nothing strange to have a mansion in Imperial City.

The question is, do you have parents there or not?

No, I don't mind seeing my parents, but I don't want to see them because they're not fun. It won't be pleasant over there either.

As he wrinkled between his eyebrows, Dr. Romanov's fingertips picked his cheeks instead.

"I looked into it once because Aliosha told me what was going on, and it looks like neither of your parents is too interested in art. Looks like he's not even coming to today's concert."

"Really..."

"Yeah. Well, maybe I just don't want them to think I'm a second prince by participating in this"

"I don't want to be thought of as a second prince," you mean that there is also a first prince, so you are in the middle of an ongoing factional feud?

"Well, isn't it a good idea for me to show my face?

"No, that's okay."

"Yeah, uh, you're with me and Arryosha, and me and Arryosha are neutral in succession to the throne," I keep saying from previous generations. You might as well be acting like a neutral us. "

Dr. Romanoff and Mr. Viktor have the title of Imperial Knight, albeit one generation only, and more importantly, they have quite a connection.

That's because you're an imperial certified hero or a court musician, but you think you're the one with the crack and the influence, and then there's the one who's bound to try to pull you out in a power battle?

And when he was disgusted with it, he stated that he was neutral, not involved in that kind of thing.

While being neutral can sometimes be more dangerous than making the flag clear, it is not a good idea to turn court musicians against enemies who are imperial certified heroes and magicians who do not publicly proclaim that he will 'enter the ten fingers of the world'.

Leave me alone if you say you won't get involved.

That's the nobles' so-called advanced political judgment.

I guess that acting with those two neutral people will impress me that even if I'm at a concert, Kikunai doesn't contain anything...

The adult world is scary.

Walking with a pompous pompous hand, I saw a large building for a while.

If the Joint Sacrificial Temple you previously saw is the Temple of Parthenon, this time it is reminiscent of the Palais Garnier in Paris.

The facade - the design on the front of the building - features a luxurious statue of a woman crossing a feathered horse on the left and right, and the central domed blowout roof is lined with the iconic Kirin and Phoenix of the Empire.

The two visitors to the theatre were gold-plated or lit by the sun, shining light on all the sightings.

Pavilion, east and west - although there are plenty of small rooms for breaks in separate buildings, there is a difference between the statuses available in the east and west.

They say it's for royalty and nobility on the west side and civilians on the east side.

The first thing you'll notice when you dive through the majestic entrance is a large staircase filled with red carpets.

It itself is made of marble up to the columns, which leads to the dance floor, and there are further stairs separated from there to the left and right.

So, if you can go up the stairs, now Kirin on the pillar that says pillar. The phoenix is sculpted, the wallpaper is a stunning velvet, and the ceiling is elegantly painted with the celestial ladies dancing and flying.

If you go through there, you'll see a horseshoe-shaped guest seat.

But the first thing we're going to do is go to a cupola with Maria's modem room, a dome ceiling with a statue of Kirin and Phoenix standing from the outside, and they're going to show us the guest seats later.

The stairs are dull.

Why - when I could ascend as I said, I was applauded by two adults who were holding hands.

"You did a good job, even though it's hard for adults to lack exercise"

"Ah, good luck!

"... ha-ha... thank you... thank you..."

You're never going up there again!?

Repeat the deep breath several times to correct the disturbed breath.

My ear problems came healing and I could afford it so cupola looked around inside, I knew there were gorgeous flowers painted on the wall and my eyes are fun.

And there was a noise from the back room like a glass or something hit the floor and cracked.

Then nervousness runs over the scream of the woman who went up and the sound of letting her know of its urgency.

When Dr. Romanoff and Mr. Viktor looked at each other, the next moment I was held up by Dr. Romanoff.

Follow Mr. Viktor, who runs out like he was bounced, along with Dr. Romanov.

Then there were two women in the room that arrived.

Dressed in a luxurious dress, Maria, who suffers to scratch that luxurious throat, and rubbing her back, "Somebody get a doctor!? screaming," Probably Maria's maid.

"Miss Maria!? What's wrong!?

"As soon as I drank the water from the plug, they held my throat and tormented me!

This is a case!