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

"I think the adventure book for beginner adventurers is very good. If I tell the guild master I know about this, I'm totally on board. So I want you to let me bite one over here, too. All I can get out is weapons and accessories made by an apprentice but a Dwarf blacksmith. In exchange for this, could you flush a set of clothes over here?

The letter I was given to me came through Master Igor from the Second Son, and from Master Ice Ring.

I thought it would be disrespectful to ask God to say this, and Ice Ring shook my head, 'Here we go'.

On the night I returned from the city, based on the data of the young ladies who had measured quickly, I was about to paint a design painting, so the interest of the ice wheel is poured on the designer more than the letter.

I felt a little bit that I was talking about, but Mr. Ice Wheel likes to talk about stage, but he also likes to talk about stage devices and stage costumes.

When we talk about what a stage costume is... they ask me for details.

Maybe that's why I'm worried about La Purcell's stage costume.

They have a sense of unity, and if they don't just wear costumes like their own characteristics.

Then we have to think of clothing and protective gear that will unite the Estraisers and make use of their respective gains.

As Ice Ring stroked his jaw, he pointed to the design painting.

"Do these girls dance?

"Huh?"

'If you're going to dance, wouldn't you be able to do it if your feathers looked like they were growing?

"Oh, maybe!

Yes, the thin cloth that was in their image would look beautiful with wings growing if it cracked every time they danced.

There are all kinds of cloths for that, aren't there?

I need Tara to do her best too.

I got a good idea, but I need to shape it. Craftsman's name is broken. No, I'm not an artisan.

The basic design refers to the idols of previous life, and I'm thinking about not being bizarre or insane here.

For example, it's not good to have too many legs out, so the skirt is knee length. Your wife has a mast in her corset, but she also has a flush in how to tighten it, so she shouldn't let unfamiliar people do it, etc.

Sing and dance this time, so I don't think I can wear a corset.

Skirts also want to overlay petticoats and panniers to make them fluffy and chunky in structure.

Idol is also your job to show dreams.

I want you to be the one who embodies a princess who wants to be a girl, so I need to think about costumes as well as makeup and hair styles and set them up.

And that's something I can say to the three Estraijas.

Adventurers are a boy's longing.

Not only is that because you can be rich if you succeed in anything, but it also lies in the strength and bravery with which you can defeat a strong demon that everyone fears with a sword, a spear strike, or magic.

But if adventurers had such strength, bravery, wealth and honor, as well as kindness and upbringing, even children who admire them might want to get it.

People live their lives with their own ends. However, if there is a solid mark (servant) in that first step, it would be nice to go there at first. You just have to walk from there looking for your own path.

"So you picked up those three?"

"No, it's really just a hit at first. They motivated me, so I thought I'd do it..."

"Right."

"Yes, you can be a 'hero' to a strong and brave adventurer when kindness and wit add up." Hero "carries dreams with it alone. In any case, popular performances in this country are heroes who adventure to help beautiful princesses."

"There's reality behind dreams, though?

"So I want you to learn a lot to lower the hurdles slightly."

The swan is beautiful, but beneath its surface it scratches butterflies and water.

To say you'll learn is a swan's water scratch.

Knowing and doing dangerous things to it and not knowing and doing dangerous things is also easier to prepare to not die knowing and still doing it. Humans, whatever they say, live species, they make a whole lot of money.

"I mean, to keep you from dying."

"Right. It's not a good way to put it, it's careless, but corpses can't turn the economy around, even if they get wealth, it's pointless, and most importantly, they can't even be touched to see the stage."

"... you're poisonous today"

"Oh, yes... no, because I wanted you to say it pissy the way you say it"

Master Ice Ring gives a subtle look to my words.

That's right, I'm more of a tree climber if I don't have a hobby to be happy with if it's tough.

But it's too many times lately.

I'm so glad someone I know will probably compliment me.

But all I wanted to do in the first place to increase my literacy rate was for what I wanted to do. It's not for someone.

If you talk about structures and thoughts to increase the literacy rate, you can generally favorably treat the reactions as if they were different. That would also lead to a system of cooperation, which would be appreciated.

I do, but that's not what makes me seem like a saint prince or anything.

If you get used to being slackened like this, you don't necessarily tailor someone you disagree with to attack.

Anyway, until about a year ago, I had enough eclampsia to make even adults gable.

In the beginning, every time I went to the kitchen, I felt nervous and very sorry for the chef.

You can't have such a good personality in the first place.

So if you know the part where I say that, and you pay proper attention to "Don't say that", I'd like you to dare to say that this is not right.

"Confirmation work?"

"Yes, you shouldn't say what you think would be a mess to say, and if you start leaving all the one around you who accepts saying and doing things like this through, you're done."

I don't know what happened. The pig is a pig, and I don't think its essence will change.

Because if the hives don't become swans, the pigs don't become anything other than pigs.

'... you might want to look in the mirror a little more'

"I see it every day, I lost a little weight... but you don't feel much different"

'Cause I don't see myself the most...'

I don't know.

Whimpering strangely, the ice-ring gentle narrowed his eyes.