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

Duh.

Other than that or nothing, when you can remove the muffler that was wrapped around your neck and magic it, you make it look like a whip with a long stretch, and it's thrown with a little shadowy eye running this way, beating it to a darker lightning bolt.

After a dazzling collision between the bees, my magic and DeMilich's magic, it was my muffler who pushed and won.

A muffler knitted in yarn made by Tara the boulder.

But that's not the only way to end it.

Instead of returning the knife...... he slapped the muffler to the face of the skeleton with all his might and didn't even care for Demilich to blow up and hit the big tree trunk, he hoisted it up with a cloth wrapped around the face of the white bone and his giggles and cheekbones.

When it's a brilliant neck hanging tree, "I" roars in my heart.

Most of all, it's the face, not the neck, that's hanging!

DeMilich looks painfully scratched, bored, but there's no way he can solve his princess planting moves to that extent.

"No!

The identity of the dust was Leggles, and he came here while I was tying up the skeleton, and he stuck it to his hips perfectly.

From behind, Lara and I ran, and I, uh, kept my disturbed breath in order.

"Lara......!

"Oh, my God! The chick... pulled me out, shit...!

"Hisama...... Hashino...... too yasu!

Two more people sitting around. Leggles is on my hips, too, breathing, and I guess he's been walking all over it.

As I stroked Leggles-kun's head as he pulled on, I felt strength in my little hand grabbing the hem.

"You can't do anything dangerous, can you?

"Because... no... Jayanta was my aunt..."

"Yeah. You worried me, thank you"

Leggles-kun sips snot all the time.

As I'll talk to you later, it's a prerequisite to reassure you now. "It's okay," he shook his hand.

It's cute to make your dirty face shine with tears and tears all the time.

When I was stuck and laughed, Mr. Viktor pointed to DeMilich as a jerk.

"You know, uh, tan. The bones of Demilich are crushed..."

"If you keep it tight, you'll be ascended with a complex facial fracture, right?

"What? What are you talking about? I don't know."

Return to the words of the bitter Dr. Romanov with a thoughtful bar reading.

Mississippi, guillotine, it still sounds like it's going to break, but it must be a dead tree or something.

Determining his acquaintance, the look on Mr. Viktor's face, who was grinning bitterly, changes slightly.

"Uh, I'm sorry, can you change me from facial restraint to systemic restraint? I see something strange."

"I understand. But what's funny?

"I don't know, you look double in status"

As she switches from facial restraint to overall body restraint, as she was told, Ms. Viktor stares DeMilich in the eye.

Take a moment, give me one blink. A deep wrinkle appeared between Mr. Viktor's brows.

"There's one in DeMilich who's been taken in."

In shocking words, I, Dr. Romanov, Mr. Lara and I play, I have no voice.

Leggles-kun knows or not, he leans his neck like a little bird.

"Is anybody there?

"Looks like it."

"For what purpose on earth...?

"Come on? If we let the people inside go, we'll figure it out, won't we?

"I don't know," Viktor said to me.

Then I just need to let the people inside go.

"I can't use sacred magic."

"To?"

"That's magic with conditions to grow. I'm sorry, but I don't meet that condition."

"So you can't say enough about Vicha being the best magician in the world."

"Well, all this."

In contrast to the floating Mr. Viktor, Dr. Romanov looks terribly sorry.

Why is Mr. Viktor growing on me when he can't use sacred magic?

Twisting his neck at the lack of understanding of the translation, DeMilich rattles his meatless mouth. It feels like the roots of my teeth don't fit.

Dr. Romanov stroked his jaw and raised a single eyebrow.

"You're in trouble. Defeating DeMilich like this could kill those inside"

"Alyosha, can't you bring someone from Sakura Orchid or something who can use sacred magic?

"There are even a handful of cherry orchids that can purify Demilich. Such a person is a great person, so you can't 'come here' without darkness."

That was troublesome.

But I know there are people in there, and I can't let them die.

Is there anything I can do?

By and large, what does purification mean?

When mourning the dead in the previous life, a priest named Boy read scriptures and other things, priests and priests, this was another ritual of soul quenching.

Soul quenching, or soul quenching.

I wonder if that's what purification is about.

Hmm.

I can't think of a good idea if I'm roaring.

Mostly, it's about singing what I can do.

With that said, it seems that there was a song about mourning the dead in praise of God in a religion where there was a priest named Father...

It's hard to think that far.

And when I grip the muffler back, I put my strength into my stomach and open my throat.

Softly breathing in, I spun out the first sound.

However, in previous life it was said to be gospel, famously the one used in the musical film that the Sister of that religion breathes back the breath of an obsolete church with the power of music.

What I sang out was the second in that film, a song that was rebooted by the inferior student branded high school students and sung in front of their classmates.

I think the title meant "Happy Day".

On a good day when God washed away and purified man's sins, God also taught man to fight prayer... The lyrics are like that.

But does this work?

Because I think that way, as you can see from the memories of the movie, at first with a small voice. Because I'm not sure.

And I said, "Oh!" I heard a lot of surprises.

"Young man, it seems to be working!

"True. Ah, keep up the good work!

When I ask about the glue-wrapped skeleton with chillies and mufflers, for some reason black smoke is rising from all over my body.

So, it's okay, is it?

Let's keep going because the rabbit is also a horn, keep up the good work.

Now just a little louder.

The high school students in those films were also gradually speaking up with confidence.

That's how I look at DeMilich as she sings, its contours blur double.

Mr. Lara and Dr. Romanov scream.

"I see someone inside! Looks like the separation has begun!

"Phoenix, please raise the output of your magic a little more!

The guts and bones shake. I looked around and nodded at the painfully stuffy tricks, putting much more effort into my belly and legs.

It's rust.

Increase the magic that flows through the muffler as you get the first sound out of your throat.

If it was light rain earlier, it would be concentrated heavy rain this time.

DeMilich rammed hard as he poured his magic into Docodoko and the song's exuberance. Play that and Lara shoots the muffler through with a bow and stops stitching it into a thick wooden trunk nearby.

Climax...... what is it, but it's kind of missing.

'Cause in the movie, I was chorusing.

I just know that memory, and I don't feel compelled by the song.

When I was a little mogno, the chick pouch that Leggles was hanging from his neck and his bag of playing glowed.

"Yah! Lee's chick, where are you going?!?

"Wow!? The bag opened on its own -?

From the two velcro bags, the pawnshopper chick and shimaenaga knitting gutter used for the formation game popped up one after the other.

And when I align regularly in front of Demilich, who is sewn to a tree, I sing Chichi Pippi out to match my song.

Why not...!?

No, if you care already.

DeMilich's body is wrapped in light, and his disastrous body becomes transparent. On the other hand, the contours of the person who was being taken in are becoming clearer and the mass is being felt firmly.

"No, good luck!!

Leggles-kun's voice pushes me to focus on the last sound.

The voice from the bottom of his belly echoes loudly in the woods.

The chick and shemaenaga knitting gutter, which was chorusing along with it, also poked his feathers up to heaven so as to be long live.

For a moment, raise the cry of the silent Terminator, and Demilich dissolves in the sky.

Later, a peach-haired woman wrapped in a muffler is just stitched up in a tree trunk and dropped.

He seems distracted, and I see his shoulders regularly up and down.

Done.

When the force falls out of my knees and I accidentally sit there, Pippi Chiyochiyo and the knitted looms surround me.

I've teased you a lot already.

"I'm tired..."

Squirting, drowsiness struck me abruptly.

No, I have to be awake... awake... guh...