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

Kikunai is snowy, so it usually takes twice as long in the summer to reach Teito as early as winter.

Therefore, it is common knowledge in winter that important projects are sent by Alliance Express.

The letter I sent to my father is a regular route, so it's not in that hand yet.

In the meantime, I have to let my mother, the royal castle, fall.

Within three days of the discussion of the culprit's confirmation, two letters came.

One is the second son.

Distracted by the greetings of the hour and the gratitude for the birthday present, the story and the gratitude were written that there was also a meeting from the temple of the seabed in Corsara to sell amulets.

Alisa, seconded by her second son, said she was sending what Elise had taught her to her second son via a little guild, and the misanga made by the orphanage children of the achievement was a sample, enclosed in the letter.

It looks stunning inside, so I wrote it in my letter.

I can't give you anything halfway through selling it.

And the other one, from the Duke of Rottlingen.

Dr. Romanov, Mr. Viktor and Mr. Lara stood up to the messenger and said, "I'll take care of the hindsight", apparently explaining everything to His Excellency, and wrote exactly to that effect.

Then at the end of the sentence, "Be careful if you come this way" because in the Empire, in winter, there will be a nasty cold.

She said she had a high fever and her joints hurt, so I guess it's the flu?

In addition to the two of them, there is a magic call from Sonya in the capital.

He heard from Dr. Romanov about the next time, and he saw some of the temples and stuff.

My father and mother both had elephants pulling around and looking for a place to throw them in.

Mr. Louis had arranged for me to be able to throw him into the temple of Kikunai, but he told me that it would be safer for the residents to deport him farther away.

Much appreciated.

Visit the ice wheel as usual at night.

When I told my mother about using the air ratio in conjunction with the incident report, she told me one important thing.

It seems that what has been punished by the air ratio is neither allowed to take life from others nor to dictate itself until atonement has been made, and that a curse falls on the one whose body does not accept the curse, on the one whom the person cherishes.

You didn't say it when you were a cyclops because you forgot.

God wouldn't die where he did the air ratio, he wasn't interested in humans, and he remembered because he took a whimsical peek at how Cyclops was doing.

Because Cyclops is alive and well.

I've figured something else out.

Did you know how Sebastian decided Irma was going to choose Leggles Kun's birthday present?

That man said he was releasing a mosquito-shaped demon into a separate mansion.

Demons can share their senses with their own demons.

So you must have been eavesdropping on me, that's what Lara said when she caught the mosquito in a way the owners didn't understand.

I wondered why he was doing that, because he also tried to plant mosquitoes in this main house after last year's discussion between his parents and Dr. Romanoff and Mr. Rottenmeyer.

He hasn't set us up for anything since Dr. Romanoff smashed that mosquito with a very good smile in front of him.

You do that to a house with only small children, so there's no reason not to do it to my father's apartment, is there?

Therefore, the apartment was originally Leggles-kun's mother's home, and her father bought it for sale as a separate residence for the Earl Kikunai family, and she said she had known the surrounding mansion for a long time, and many maids had heard at the well furnace end conference that Irma was a gutsy fool.

"I gave her a little allowance and she chatted with me easily," Lara said.

If you're dumber, you're dumber, you're dumber.

You'll never hire anyone who brings references from your mansion around the apartment!

... I mean, the teachers are moving too fast and they're going to turn their eyes.

So overflowing, you said that Mr. Rottenmeyer looked so troubled, that he'd actually been preparing himself around for a while now, to the point of moving it all if I made up my mind?

"That's right."

Dr. Romanov, sitting next to him, shrugged his shoulder in a pakapaka running carriage.

"Phoenix, I'm sure you weren't in a rush to rule on behalf of your parents, but we don't feel like they could make any mistakes in the meantime."

"Ugh...!

That's right......

This was sweeter for me.

You were optimistic that if you knew you were in a bad position, you'd be making a big deal out of it.

You don't think we're going to eat together? Ugh.

Currently, each carriage has been transferred from Kikunai to the outside of Teito and is being moved to Kikunai Teito Mansion.

It's luxurious to have the Imperial Three Heroes come with me, but even more luxurious is the fur cloak I'm wearing and the hair clasp attached to my hair.

How dare this cloak, Sonya with the best sewing skills in the elves, make it for me as a birthday present?

Leggles got a chick poncho, and a colorful poncho in the woods to play, so I need to give it to the two of you properly.

When I thanked them, including the two of them who weren't there, they said, "I tried to make it to the new day, but I couldn't find the ingredients inside," and I felt sorry for them.

But it's very warm, and when I told her that I was very happy because the winter in Kikunai would still be snowy deep, Sonya laughed, too.

Then hair fastening.

This...

I wrap my long hair around the back and fasten it with a hair clasp, but this...

When Dr. Romanov first gave it to me, I was so surprised that I thought you might pop up in an awesome and luxurious box.

The box itself seems to have been picked up by Dr. Romanov in a dungeon somewhere, with a feathered butterfly like emerald glass sitting in it.

When I touched the blades that were so thin that they were clear, I suddenly sucked my magic off a bit and winged it, clinging to the hair I had snapped behind because it had grown longer.

Surprised by the strange craftsmanship, Dr. Romanov told me, "Because I told you that if there was only one Murima, it was made," and I thought, "This seems to be part of my weapon.

Four more similar butterflies, and one weapon in five?

Besides, it seems that all five of them will also be independent weapons, and when they pass the magic, they can fly on their own and deliver my magic far away.

I think I only had this kind of technology in my previous life, but, you know, drones and radicals, wasn't that the name?

The clear wings are made of the ancient dragon's inverse scale, the torso is clawed and fangs blown, and the tactile sensation is a mustache, and it seems more heart-friendly not to ask for money.

This Cui blade is said to be the reverse scale of your Kolong/Pangu, and even this alone is accompanied by [constant recovery (magic/health)], [abnormal state invalidity (physical and mental)], [absolute defense], [penetration], [increased attack (demons/objects)], [increased defense (demons/objects)], [agility], etc.

When the other four are aligned, it will probably have a more horrible effect, and the name will be "Pushkay."

I could use whatever material I rarely got, and I was overwhelmed with inspiration, and when I realized I was able to do this one two mornings, I was curled up very quickly.

Dr. Romanov, who went to accept the impossibility, also pulled a little to Mr. Murima's too much tension, apparently.

The moment they explained that, you don't think I was bad enough to peel my white eyes off and about to fall.

The carriage will dive through the great gates of the Imperial capital, make way for the boulevard, and proceed to the residential area where the noble mansion is consolidated.

"Uh, Saint-Justo says you're sticking a note where you need to sign."

"Ah, yes. That's four pieces in pairs."

"Yeah, it's for submission and for storage in Kikunai with the receipt stamp."

While Mr. Viktor was checking the documents he had taken out of his bag, the carriage was getting closer and closer to its destination and stopped perfectly wondering if the horse had hissed.

"Manru, are you ready and ready?

"Yes, of course"

My stomach bracketed yesterday when I received a letter via the guild saying, "Don't run away because I'm going that way tomorrow?"

The heel and carriage doors open.

The winding iron gate was bitter and blocked before me.