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

If I do a neck strike ceremony for about fifty people, my arm will come up.

Claiming so, for the time being, on behalf of the captain, the Knights were delivered under my umbrella.

No, I don't half feel like I was being fed.

"Actually," said Elise and the captain, both of whom were found talented by their grandmothers as children, Elise at the mansion, and the captain at an acquaintance of her grandmother in Imperial Capital, each of whom was taken away?

At that time, my grandmother said to them, "I am sure that Kikunai will be rough in the future, but I want you to help him because he who makes it right is bound to come."

"The young lady is starting to snack a lot, maybe the big wife said, and I thought this might be the case."

"At first, I thought the Count might be the one to correct Kikunai, but the result is as you can see. Elise told me about the young man there in a letter. But there is also the Count's precedent. If you are alone, you need to carefully identify the horns and the lives of your men…"

"Even if the captain tried to follow his grandmother's words in this fort situation, he would say that he tried me all because given the sentiments of the soldiers, he couldn't. That's a natural reaction."

From the beginning of his assignment, the captain apparently shared his grandmother's words with the soldiers, who were also formerly residents of Kikunai, about his grandmother's words - which had become a will - sounded heavy, and at first he really put up with his father's budget, which gradually became smaller.

Even with regard to wrongdoing, she finally grabbed her tail and sued her, spying on her in the hope that her father would correct her. Despite this, the current situation did not improve. On the verge of reaching the limit here, you think you've received my report of inspection?

"That's something you've heard. Civilians said they made it in time for the explosion."

"Really? With the eyes of my predecessors, I guess I didn't think you had it until your Cao Zi was grown up."

"I guess my parents' allergy was out of the range of assumptions. But honestly, we may have made it, but we haven't made it at all, in terms of equipment."

"No, about that..."

For Captain Châtelet to open his mouth in a bad way, although the fort was certainly run-down, in fact, the courtyard fields were only voluntarily contracting because they wanted to spend their budgets on stockpiling emergency food and collecting weapons, and they weren't in that much trouble because of the low number of soldiers.

"Huh? Then what do you mean you haven't had a decent meal..."

"The soldiers also cook at this fort as field training. Well, he always sucks, including himself."

"Oh...!

Oh, my God.

It doesn't even make sense to have ingredients!

To words that are too unexpected, a moment goes by.

Now it's time to feel a light glare and cling to Dr. Romanov as he endures the possibility of crunching and falling.

"Or mix the curry powder with the food too...! Because whoever makes the curry doesn't taste that bad!

"Not only that, but let's ask for someone who can teach you how to cook."

As I try to snort at the words of the thankful Dr. Romanov, Nanny and Estraja approach me.

And when I knelt, I looked very serious.

"Young lady, we can cook"

"Probably better than one of these forts."

"Yes, we lived in poverty for a long time, so we couldn't waste our ingredients, we couldn't put in a store, and if we wanted to eat something good, we had to make it ourselves."

"So, can I leave it to you?

Buddha in hell is such a thing!

When I asked him to think so, Romeo and the three of them nodded powerfully.

Not only until I stay in this fort for a while.

"We just thought about it when we heard what you said earlier. If you really want to do something about the fort, the young lady won't hesitate to bring the three masters."

"But the young lady brought us. Then why don't the three of us face each other, and, uh, no, no, no!

"Oops. So, the young lady said the soldiers and the adventurers fought differently. We're adventurers, so we know how to fight adventurers. Then you brought us here to remind us of the battle of soldiers we don't know about."

"Nah!" the three nod face-to-face.

Well, yeah.

I was willing to throw the three of you in here to learn how to work with the soldiers once you've mastered the fort.

It's a thankful story to get to it voluntarily and offer from myself.

Think for yourself, consult and report around, and get to the answer.

I want that to be what the people of Kikunai look like.

Estraija showed me that one form.

Then what do I do?

"Captain Chatelet, please add the three men to your unit. My position as an adventurer is… up below, but I've hunted down Jayanta's party, up above, even though it's a game with rules, one more step."

"Wow, I was stunningly hunted down and the marked weapon was just destroyed."

"Yes, sir."

"" "Thank you!

The soldiers are also watching favorably the three of them, all three of whom bowed their heads to Captain Chatelet.

I said, "Personnel who can cook rice. Kitakore! I wonder."

Anyway, it's a good thing you're welcome.

Mr. Jayanta laughs nicely.

"Now the most recent boy's worries are clear. That'll give you plenty of time, right?

"Oh, right. We have to do something about the soldier's gear here, and then we have to get the materials together."

Stepping back and answering that I would be talking about Barbarian gear, Mr. Jayanta looked daunting and sinister.

Looking around wondering why, Regulus, Dr. Romanov and the two maids, not only that, but Estreja, Captain Châtelet and all the soldiers there look soggy.

"What? Should I let my parents say gaffoon first? Is that more morale for the soldiers?

As far as I'm concerned, I'm not willing to give you a hand from here until then.

But it's not stingy to leave your parents irreparably alone.

I'm pretty sure it's easier to keep enemy enemies as enemies after all than to have them hand in hand with them.

In addition, if the soldiers' hoarding drops and morale is boosted, I wonder if there's anything I can do about it.

And they picked puffy cheeks.

It's Dr. Romanoff's fingertips.

"Stop thinking because you're tired."

"Hmm?

"If the soldiers' hoarding is going to go down, you're wondering if it's a bad idea to set something up, so we can work out a plan, right? Thinking about plotting is exhausting."

"No, but..."

That's it.

Because they think I just collapsed?

I don't think so.

I was just a little embarrassed and dazzled by how I was squirting, not a big deal.

When I tried to say that, Leggles looked at me with a sitting eye.

"It's a little too annoying to! I think it's better if you do!

"Uh... uh"

"Otherwise, it's just a shame!

Oh, I bit it. Lovely.

No, I'm not.

Apparently, I've been keeping Leggles lonely because of his busy schedule.

But there's a lot that needs to be done.

When I was thinking about how to twist the time, I saw Galligari and Mr. Jayanta scratching their heads.

"You know, boy. I do want gear, but we're not new Americans we can't afford. I can wait a minute. More than that, what the boy has to do now is rest. I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I can make something good."

"No, I mean, it's not a big deal."

Elise grabs my shoulder with disappointment.

"I don't want to tell Mr. Rottenmeyer. I want to report this."

Even though he smiled at me, his eyes weren't laughing at all.