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

The teachers said they noticed the Gu Long Moro given to them by the gods who were in the closet when they brought me to my room where I fell asleep after breaking my magic.

In the unusual whirlpool of magic, Dr. Romanov called Mr. Viktor and said that if Mr. Viktor opened the closet of the origin of that magic, there would be a leather bag with a lot of ancient dragon molo sitting there,.

"Um, I wasn't going to hide it or anything... I was going to talk to you..."

"I forgot about Demilich, etc.,"

"Yes."

I'm not lying.

Show Dr. Romanov, Viktor and Lara with a very good smile, shaking their boom and necks vertically.

Until just before DeMilich came out, I thought I'd have to talk to my teachers about Moro.

But DeMilich, I felt sick, and I was annoyed by my father, and I'm worried about Anna and Bradamante, because I accidentally was the other side of oblivion.

Explaining it softly, Mr. Lara chuckles.

"I don't think Manna's lying to you. But horseradish is basic, right?

"Yes, I'm sorry"

When I lowered my head, both Mr. Viktor and Dr. Romanov laughed at me feeling like "I had no choice".

"But," Mr. Viktor shrugs his shoulder.

"That's not one kind of thing, is it? I feel a different kind of sanctity when I do something."

"Oh, uh, they mixed what the princess has with the ancient dragon of the ice ring, with Igor's and Princess Luoyang's. It feels pretty good too."

"What's that scary! If you sell it to the detours, the one that leans rather than moisturizes your home is in there!?

"Hih!?

Mr. Viktor is donning, and Dr. Romanov is covering his eyes with his palm.

Only Mr. Lara was laughing at Kerakera, and Mr. Bradamante spoke up quietly.

"Well, if it's about Princess Luoyang's ancient dragon, you'll be fine. I will prove to you that I have no heart."

"Two hearts...?

If you twist your neck on the word that came out, Dr. Romanov says while holding down your eyebrows.

"Princess Luoyang is a god who protects the Imperial Family and the Pontifical State of Sakura Orchid. It does not impose on individuals, but it is treated as the Lord God with tacit understanding. You don't normally get the scales and morons of the ancient dragon."

"... could it have been given to you by the Imperial Family or Sakura Orchid or something like that?

"Yes, what is given is well documented"

"Awww!

If you sell it, you sell what's given to you. It's undeliverable, and if you have something that's not in the record of the gift, you steal it and you talk about it!

I can see the blood just caught my breath.

Mr. Bradamante laughed softly when he noticed me about to peel off his white eyes.

"Nobody has any doubts about this one. It was the princess who told me to put me here."

"Is...?

"Oh, you did"

Lara nodded, leaving me properly in Mr. Bradamante's story.

What do you mean?

Seems like it's just me and Leggles who look like they have no idea, and Mr. Viktor nods yeah, too.

When asked what it meant, the three elves looked at each other.

All three Mr. Bradamante talk with their eyes, then cough up and Dr. Romanov opens his mouth.

"This is the treatment of Mr. Bradamante, but in Sakura Orchid, he is treated like a martyr. But we need complicated procedures until we get back."

"Yes."

Weird story is, there seems to be a political struggle in Sakura Orchid as well, and during that cumbersome process, there is nothing to plan on using that close to Princess Luoyang's favorite Mr. Bradamante.

Princess Luoyang thought that she did not want to throw Mr. Bradamante, who had been freed from the corner Demilich, into such a mess, that the Imperial Family and His Holiness and the Pope of Sakura Orchid had sent down the temple of "Bradamante to Kikunai".

So he didn't know me, so at first he showed difficulty?

"It's obvious..."

"Well, sure. But when His Majesty explained," The son of Kikunai is protected by Princess Baihua, "he said he was well received."

"Wow... when I do it and when I think I have a high level of credibility from above...!

"There is no more credibility in this world than to give God protection."

I'm sure that credit won't flatten us out. I appreciate it, but how do I respond to that credibility? Complex.

The teachers were satisfied with the reason that there were lots of razor horns and ancient dragon materials in your house.

But after dinner, we're going to have a discussion for the treatment of the ingredients.

This must be an excuse.

Leggles can't tell you anything.

If you flatten your salad and bread and drink your after-dinner tea, Leggles-kun will take you to the city's temple with Utsunomiya or Yuansan or Tsu-kun.

I also have a discussion with the teacher, so when I left the dining room at the same time, Guru Leggles hugged me.

Did I shock you about my father, Leggles?

Leggles laughed a lot smaller "hehe" as he held his clinging little body together in the same way.

"No, I'm coming!

"Yes, please go"

Leggles, who raised his face buried from his stomach, leaves for the first floor with Mr. Utsunomiya and Mr. Bradamante with a slightly sunny face on.

When I went to the room with the teachers too, I took a leather bag from the closet containing the scales of the ancient dragon and took it to my grandmother's study.

My grandmother's study is wider to discuss.

I exhaled loudly when I placed the skin bag on the table in the study that Dr Dosari and Romanov were holding for me.

"You're nervous to have all this stuff in a boulder."

"It's a very valuable material."

Lara sighs on colorful scales, peeking through a slightly open bag.

But when I tell him that God has enough to make it a garden bedrock, Mr. Viktor holds his temples down.

"The scale is too different. I can't chase my senses."

"Right.... if you say you can't keep up with your senses, it's over there."

To Dr. Romanov's words, Mr. Viktor, Mr. Lara and, of course, I shook my head vertically.

"You're talking about that house over there."

"Yes."

"Ah, your harassment of your father is beyond harassment."

"I guess that's the difference between a nobleman who's only famous and a nobleman who's been around for a long time."

That's right.

And that is manifested not only in the problem of servants, but also in the difference in my father's and mother's response to me.

My father was a nobleman of all fame and an imperial knight of rank.

Such as the famous Imperial Knight, whose character, if poorly done, is inferior to or financially underprivileged by the ancient majors and merchants.

When that happens, I feel like I'm obsessed with my family name.

There is little action to protect it as it should be.

Kikunai is at least three generations old. The Count family name is as important as life.

To that proof, my mother is leaning against me, even though only in form to protect her family name.

I was reprimanded myself, but His Majesty is favoring me, and hence Kikunai, because if you put me up and said, "That's a calculation to raise my son," you can also dispel your loss with my raised accomplishments. There is no scratch on the family name.

Look. My father's actions go the opposite way.

Without reflection on reprimands from His Majesty, I still pull my leg.

It's all about actions that jeopardize family names, and this is more than nobly convinced if they give you a poison cup.

Come there. This curse.

I don't know if that maid chief knows so much about my father's demise, but this is even in aristocratic society, even if he died of accidents and sudden illnesses.

The question is whether the made-up understands the situation properly, though.

"You should see that you don't understand. The servants are too different there and here."

"Right. If you're looking at Mr. Utsunomiya, you'll know better."

Dr. Romanov says the attitude of Mr. Utsunomiya on his first day here was something he couldn't show people, not just a little bit.

But now Mr. Utsunomiya will thoroughly investigate what kind of person my father saw as Leggles' catechio.

Leggles is the heir of only one person in that house.

She can see how much it means to be that champion.

Educate one of the maids very differently.

And it's Mr. Rottenmeyer who's in a position to educate that maid, but it's "Irma" over there.

It can also be considered the difference between the two.

Although Mr. Rottenmeyer knows that my parents may be given a poison cup by me, he probably doesn't even think about it there.

I guess that's why you're harassing me.

"What do you want to do?" Dr. Romanov's voice is stiff.

"Stack the evidence and put it in the hands of the judiciary. I will not make it a private sentence for the Count's house. That's the best I can do."

This is an attack on the Count's house, so we cannot overlook it.

For example, even if all my reasoning was off, and Irma really didn't figure out the curse or anything, and the flow merchant didn't tell her anything about the curse, and she simply bought the cheap stuff and sent it as harassment, in reality, I (Kikunai's man) is being attacked by Demilich.

It would be a noble way to attach Keri to a man named Irma.

But the main reason for this is because of my mother's spear and my father's untruthfulness.

And if it weren't for my father's untruthfulness, I wouldn't have got a brother named Leggles.

In view of all that, it would be best to entrust her to the hands of the judiciary and issue a plea for life and commutation of sentence.

Though adopted by the Countess's son-in-law, it is very bad to hear that our Lord was set up by a servant, and that the cause of this is nothing but the tyranny of the Countess as a source of laughter.

But if you sentenced someone who was Leggles' mother's nanny to private imprisonment, you would seriously lose the connection between Leggles and that one.

In that case, the bond between Leggles and his mother also......

If so, it is best to bring them into pain sharing with each other in an open and upright manner.

"Submit as evidence what you read your memory from your dagger. As I ask Anna to testify too..."

"I have to confess."

"We'll figure out a way."

The teachers undertake it gently and forcefully.

When I sighed louder, I felt that the air I was straining was a little lighter.

"By the way," Dr. Romanov looked at this one as he poked his arm out into heaven for a long time.

"What are you going to do with this?

Ahead of pointing to the ancient dragon's moro.

That's what I'd like to hear...?