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

Mr. Bradamante added to the breakfast table, and the morning of Kikunai became busy.

But I rubbed my sleepy eyes.

After all, Master Rosmarius didn't tell us anything about the curse after that.

Apparently it's not a good idea for God to intervene in human strife, and it's a consideration for hospitality that has taught me tips and the magic that can be used for it.

After that, I mean get over it yourself, but if they say, "The catastrophe that even has the annihilation of Baihua is a test of polishing you," you have to strain it, right?

Sacrificially roasted sweet bread and honey citrus jam are delicious.

Speaking of nectar jam, I taught you a big deal yesterday.

Stopping the hand of the meal and talking about last night, Mr. Bradamante combines his hands to pray at the same time as the teachers look up to heaven.

"I see, what were the signs of holiness last night because God needed them? That and two pillars!

"Yes, I've heard a lot about the curse."

That's right.

Speaking of tips, Master Ice Ring also taught me about that DeMilich's unleashed curse as a consideration for hospitality.

He said that Demilich was cleverly covering himself up, spreading a curse so much that for what he normally has, small misfortunes happen occasionally, thereby amplifying the negative emotions and exhausting the spirit of the owner, depriving him of his vitality one by one, and he didn't originally emit a strong curse that would make him suddenly ill, like Anna, who came to the messenger.

It took Anna's life, as it erupted, because Kikunoi's mansion and surroundings were still like the seat of a princess, full of divine power, but that was a duplicitous factor, and the cause for most of it was the presence in the mansion that seemed unbeatable about what was going on in that demirich.

It looks like he finally wanted to run away without fear to the teachers.

So I tried to kill Anna, take her vitality, and do something about it, DeMilich, but thanks to the fact that the princess said before, "I'll give you my eyes, too," the trees in our woods that are your seat, the princess, divided her life little by little to protect Anna.

Looks like we were able to help Anna.

Mr. Bradamante snorted when he talked about it from Mr. Ice Ring, which was rough.

"Indeed, what I watched as I slept in the alley was the sight of such trivial misfortunes occurring one by one…"

"The more like DeMilich, the better at hiding the curse,"

Mr. Bradamante's information reinforces Mr. Ice Wheel's story.

As Mr. Viktor shrugged his shoulders, he shifted his gaze to Dr. Romanov.

Then the teacher looked difficult.

"If you thought that the personhood of the maid chief over there and the curse grunt didn't match anything, was that what you heard from Utsunomiya and Anna..."

"What do you mean?

"No," prefaced Dr. Romanov, telling me, was the character of a man named 'Irma' from the two whose names were.

Somehow, people's likes and dislikes are intense, they stink of ass and they're mean, but they were so exhausted and merciful to Leggles-kun's mother, and for now, they're enough people to do that if you say yes and yes, and they're not evil enough to put a kill curse on you because you hate them. That's what they say.

Anna, I think you're dying.

That being said, Mr. Lara shook his head.

"Didn't you know the essence of the curse? Sounds like he was mean to chicks, but I guess chicks weren't hurt one time when he came over here, huh? He doesn't seem to be such a mean person as to sift violence at a child, and most importantly, he told Alice to watch out because chicks might be able to Ibi in Kikunai."

"Are you saying that little mean people don't want great misfortune..."

You're a hassle.

I'm not a good person or a bad person, but I'm not a very bad person.

If you're such a person, why don't you choose something to die for, even if you'll ever give me a substitute that has a little unlucky?

For example, the reasoning becomes that you did not know the essence of the curse.

I won't tolerate it where it's made up, though.

But Master Rosmarius said this time was "deeply rooted".

Then the maid chief over there sent me a cursed gift because he hates his father and doesn't even like Leggles. Then I wonder how shallow he is.

Is there something else or two, hidden?

In the first place.

I did a little research on this to cut it off, and when Imperial law finds out I cursed him, so does the person I called, but my client is also guilty.

I have to build up some evidence to do that, but a magician exchanges a firm pledge with his client so he doesn't get cut like a lizard's tail when he's caught.

The pledge is something that if one of us gets caught, the other one gets caught.

Even then, assassinations by spell are not that successful.

If you have the power to see hidden objects like Mr. Viktor and Mr. Upatra, or tools with equivalent effect, it's easy to see through them, or to return a curse, isn't it?

Not to mention we have three elf heroes staying.

What could it be to set up such a low success rate where even DeMilich would escape because of it?

No, wait.

I didn't know DeMilich was possessed, and as long as I only thought it was to the extent that events would happen that I only felt a little unlucky that I cursed him.

Don't you think I'm going to protest against my father on behalf of Leggles?

When I do, my father will reprimand me...?

Hmm?

Bit of a nanny hook.

"A curse is definitely a certain number of people who don't accept it at all, right?

"Yep. It's a matter of constitution, so no matter how hard your faith is, this is all..."

Mr Bradamante said unfortunately.

There are people who do not accept the curse at all by their physique.

There are considerations there as well in the law, and you are not guilty if you give a curse to someone else without knowing it.

Covered up and unaware, it was treated the same way.

Could be.

"In this case, the aim is not Leggles, not me, Father...?

"There's a chance of that."

"What does that mean?

The Romanov teachers who picked up my whine nod, and Mr. Bradamante and Mr. Leggles lean their little necks.

I'm not talking about doing this in front of Leggles, but it's also on the targeted side, and it's necessary for you to know that someone is going to do this.

"I've been thinking a lot."

Add to the story of the gods I spoke earlier with the testimony of Utsunomiya and Anna about Maid Chief Irma, and when my relationship with my father is in the worst of circumstances, I see something different.

"The maid chief over there thought someone in this mansion might have found out about the curse and thought I'd reprimand my father."

"Even then, you just have to insist that the maid chief didn't know the curse, and if the maid chief who prepared the gift didn't know, your father, who just left it to you, isn't explicitly guilty. Let it not be humiliating to be reprimanded by Master Phoenix, but that is all...... I see. It's really just harassment."

Mr. Bradamante sighs in sadness.

Mr. Bradamante shook his head saying he couldn't think of anything like that, just because he didn't like how many people he was, manipulating and fitting measures, using cursed ones.

I think so, too.

Besides, from the range of harassment, this one's sticking out.

From here on out, Leggles won't let you hear it.

"Shall I finish my meal first"

If you laugh bitterly and put the bread in your mouth, you've guessed your intentions, and no one talks about the curse anymore.

Instead, Viktor opened his mouth with an awesome smile.

"Uh, we, uh, wanted to ask you something!

"Yes? What is it?

What does "we" mean, too, Dr. Romanov or Mr. Lara?

When you don't know what to ask, and you're circling your eyes, the gaze of Nico laughing teachers stabs you.

"Ah, a lot of ancient dragon scales, fangs and all, hidden in the closet of your room. What is that?

Gee!? I forgot!?