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

The water, he said, was delivered to Maria, who had been packing it for costumes and rehearsals in this cupola (attic) stall since this morning, in honor of a gift from the Second Prince.

Before the concert more than before, the second prince had plugged the fine water into Maria, and the maid didn't seem unnatural about this.

To conclude first, Mr. Maria's drinking water was poisoned.

However, it's not toxic enough to damage your life, and the damage is enough to burn your throat.

But Mr. Maria is a singer.

It's synonymous with taking her life to burn her throat.

What has happened since then seems that Viktor first performed the magic of [analysis] on Maria, who is bored to scratch her throat.

To find out exactly what happened to Maria and find a way to hit her.

Parallel to that, Dr. Romanov said he tied the line for defense, and the moment the analysis results came out, he also tied the line for soundproofing overlapping?

As a result of the analysis, Maria was found to have been "poisoned" and suffered quite a lot of damage to her throat, so Mr. Viktor detoxified this with detoxification magic. Mr. Maria was released from the venom of burning her throat.

In the meantime, Dr. Romanov apparently had given the guards he had rushed to, the information Mr. Viktor had analyzed.

But Maria's not doing very well at all.

"My throat is burned down and I can't seem to speak out due to a temporary shock..."

"No!?

The maid cries out "because of me" to Maria, who is flabbergasted.

Are you saying that healing magic doesn't work too well at a time like this, or that healing magic seems to force you to block the wound, so it's Theory who doesn't do it when you're worried about sequelae in your prognosis?

Mr. Viktor seems to be a boulder, a magician who goes into the ten fingers of the world, and even identified the person who poisoned him with that analysis, and he's already caught it.

The motive for the crime is common jealousy.

They say there are a lot of people who want to take Maria's place.

But the killer says he hung himself to death before he was caught.

"You have too short a span from when Vicha identifies the killer to when he gets caught. It hasn't been half an hour."

"No... I guess it was originally set up. When he found out, he said," Oh, my God. "

The conversation between the two adults is noisy, but I mean, it's hard to say that this matter just happened to hurt Mr. Maria personally.

I guess there are circumstances beyond my knowledge that would lead me to conclude that. I knew adults were scary.

But more than that, I care about Maria's body.

Tears over a simple bed laid down with a mole, she is as white as a doll made of ceramic, and has no power whatsoever in the fox eye, which was charming with that strong light.

Even if I offer you a handkerchief to wipe your tears, it hurts your chest to keep crying without looking at this one at all, and I'll put a handkerchief on that eye while I wonder if you're at ease.

Handkerchiefs change color more and more with the zero falling Shizukuishi, but what surprised me more than that was the heat on the touched cheeks.

"I shouldn't...... Maria, the fever..."

"I detoxified it, but my throat is terrible. I wonder if that's what caused the fever."

"Shall we prepare ice with magic..."

To my words, the maid hastily jumped out of the room, "I'll get a doctor," she said.

For the singer, the throat is life. Besides, today is a sunny stage for a generation.

I wonder why they have to do something so awful on such a day. Is that why you deserve to hurt her?

Bite the lips and the bumps and skin appear to be cracked, with a slight taste of iron rust in the mouth.

The taste made my head cold just a little bit. Now, what I should do is not be angry.

Fishing for the gutter and the waist porch I had, I take out the ice treats I brought for my souvenir.

If the fever has risen, you should cool off.

When I opened the box thinking so, Dr. Romanov looked at this one with a stiff face.

"Did you even bring it to Miss Maria!?

"Oh, yes. Um, can't you use it to cool your throat?

"Ah, because it's not like a cold..."

Dr. Romanov shook his head to the side to stop Viktor.

"Though you have eaten the sorbet, the peaches used in that one are a gift from everyone."

"Huh... ha!?

"'Sendao' is used for that one. Maybe..."

You were surprised that Mr. Viktor's voice was loud, and Maria scowled at his shoulder. When I press my back so I can forgive you, it's still hot and the fever seems to be rising considerably.

If the fever drops even a little, I will take the solve with the attached spoon to Maria's mouth.

"Maria, just a little..."

I may not be tempted to eat a treat brought to me by a child who doesn't know how to handle it.

But when she snorted, Maria invited the spoon into her mouth.

My throat moves a little bit and watches as the solve is swallowed. Anticipating that I could hear the dust and swallowing, I put the solve on the spoon again, and now I received the spoon from me and carried it to my mouth with my own hands.

Then, Maria's eyes open slightly.

"... I don't want to!

"Heh...?

"I don't want a throat!

The screaming voice remains heard before, refreshingly beautiful and powerful. I couldn't stop crying. Even my eyes came back alive.

"... is this the power of 'Sendao'?

"Yes, it's awe-inspiring, but this is the second time Phoenix Butterfly has received" Sendao. "

Mr. Viktor and Dr. Romanov are talking in the field, but with that said, was your princess's peach a thankful peach that did help nourish her and heal her injuries occasionally?

The horn of everything, Maria's throat seems to have healed, and the hand grabbed all the time is not too hot.

"Oh, it looks like the fever's gone down, too"

"Yeah, I think I'm feeling better than I was before I was kind of poisoned!

When you get up from the simple bed where you were lying down with your legs down, you circle around on the spot, then you decide on the most beautiful curtesy in the world. To Maria like that, when the three of us are applauding, there are two pairs of butterflies and big footsteps.

It was Maria's maid and a man in white with his shoulders up and down hard as he pulled his hand - a doctor, perhaps - who jumped in with a quick breath.

I'm surprised the maid keeps jumping up to Maria, who gets up and stretches her chest.

"Oh, lady!?

"Elsa, you worried about me! I'm fine!

"Ho, really......!?

"Yes, my little friend cured me! Thank you, too?

"Yes! Thank you, I will never forget this grace!

Mr. Elsa salutes him most in tears.

Is this maid similar in age to Maria?

The redhead is impressive when you blush, but she's a beauty that doesn't suck alongside Maria.

"No, no... it's not that I did anything... it's just that I happened to have something to medicate you"

"Uh, because no one has a panacea every now and then, right?

"'Cause it's for you, and you should all eat something delicious."

"Phoenix, you also have a nasty disease inside, so I guess that's why you got it... Wouldn't you be scolded this time if they found out you didn't eat alone?"

"No way. You're not that unreasonable."

When the puffiness swells, Mr. Viktor and Dr. Romanov's hands rub both cheeks down into a fumble so as to drain the air.

The doctor, distracted by the sight, also began to examine Horn and Maria.

They say the result is no abnormality in health itself, nor in the throat.

With Dr. Romanoff and Mr. Viktor there, the doctor who sensed something left with just one word, "Take care" without saying anything more.

"Come on, Sir Shostakovich. Let's give you one last lesson. Show me to anyone who tries to discredit my servant, Your Highness!

Maria's eyes staring downstairs at the stage were releasing a burning intensity.