"Is that... a horse? Is it?
It wasn't a concern, I asked that.
The animal Peter was brushing on.
Looks like a horse, but something different.
He's a little small, too, and what?
And his face...... When people ask me how it's different, I get in trouble.
It's a different world, and is there a kind of horse?
"My name is Rabba, Master.
"Ah, of horses and robas...... I've never seen it before.
Roba has seen it. In a picture book, though.
Rabba had just heard the story of "there are creatures like that".
"That's all, there must be a lot of horses here.
Peter tells me to look around.
Indeed. Obviously, there are more horses than people.
"How does it relate to the fact that there are many horses and the fact that there are rabbis?
"Rabba is the child of the horse and Roba. If the number of horses is low, we need to increase them first.
"Right. I guess horses sell more expensive.
"No, master. Conversely, it is a necessary procedure in order to stably produce Rabba, a luxury product.
"Luxury!? I didn't know that.... Oh, no, my memory is missing.
Though not really.
I'm supposed to be, "hit in the head, amnesia."
"I thought it would be natural for all the nobles, such as Rabba, not to know....... Smarter than horses, tougher, less likely to get sick, less expensive to feed and more resistant to bad roads, which means they are traded for more than double the price of horses.
"When it comes to carrying luggage, Roba and Rabba say there is more demand.
"That was my common sense, though. I deplore the narrowness of my field of view now that I have come to serve my master in the house of Karewala. … have seen the horses on which the nobles are riding.
Well, then yes.
No matter how much Rabba says it's more expensive than a horse, it's pinky on a horse.
"Trucks are higher than passenger cars," though common sense.
"Bugatti and Bentley are higher than trucks" is also in one common sense.
I couldn't have taken care of you, "common sense".
To the common people, it's a story you can't follow.
Peter seemed to suffer from a gap between the common people and the aristocracy… it was also the upstream aristocracy.
If I were you, I would have the same problem.
I have followed Philia and been scolded (advised) by Ariel at four or six o'clock, so I am doing it.
But around Peter, there's no one to follow the "senses".
"I'm horrified.
My hand brushing on the rabba was trembling.
"To my grandfather, to my father," we are servants of the Karewala family, "he slapped me in. Even in the Nate Hall of the Mel family, Mr. Elton taught me. Last year we fought against Mr. Vagan as a master's offering and he also had the opportunity to take part in the war. I was going to be a servant of the Wujia family.
Peter, too, has people in his hands.
At first, though I was in shock.
I was getting back on my feet soon.
I can't even say "because of my consciousness and education".
I think the biggest reason is because I'm a citizen living in this society.
It's "something that can happen to anyone," and it's even "something you should be proactive about if you need to".
"... is it time for a year? I was scolded by a master who was able to finish the game with Sir Thousand Mornings and Mueller.
He was beaten with a wooden knife and blocked by Akaius and Yul.
Both my lords helped me.
"I was excited too." Not enough training. "
It was an embarrassing story, so I tried to flush it gently.
Peter's tone remains heavy.
"Two, I was badly scolded. 'Until the killing stops, don't come near me. It's the common sense of the martial arts family'. 'If you are a servant, know what your master means'. Since then, we have been concerned to be attentive.
"It's more irrational for a master to scold and try to beat me up" was my feeling.
But that's insane in this society.
It's the beating over there, nobleman. I have one.
So don't apologize "I'm sorry," "I was disqualified" as a "rubber.
"There wasn't enough training," he says, "there was a shortage of" as a samurai "mindset," to the best of his ability.
I threw away the feeling that I thought it was unreasonable.
At least, shit.... I intend to.
"The other day, the master was provoked to kill. It fitted right away......
The brushing hand stopped.
The words, they stopped.
"I was reacting to it and waving the whip down without getting lost. I couldn't tolerate disrespect. Whether that's the master's will or not. I have the confidence that I wasn't wrong.
... No one said anything after swinging the whip down.
You admitted it was a natural deed.
But.
The opponent is neither an enemy nor a soldier. Same as me, I'm a villager, I'm a commoner.
I whipped them down from the top without getting lost, no matter what.
It is noble, it is also the head of the Karewala family, even if the master is punished.
I'm nothing but a servant.
Their eyes were what neglected me.
I know it's natural.
Better to me than to embark on a journey, cavalry.
But that's also because they're young people who come on horseback "even though they don't have a family name" and "they're just servants".
It's just "adored," "treated with comfort".
I'm not like those guys.
No family name, no longer a villager.
Not to mention, I'm not a nobleman with a family name.
It's not a lova, it's not a horse.
I thought I was like this Rabba.
On my own, I intend to be great.
The truth is, treat the margin from both.
Rabba is a small number of creatures. You don't even make a herd. No, I can't.
"I wonder what to do and where to go.
My shoulder moved frighteningly.
In a subdued tone, I returned to my servant, to the usual Peter.
"I'm sorry for your rudeness. Well... I want to forgive you...
I can't find the words on my round back.
I had no choice but to turn my back.
"Peter.... I don't know if" rubber "is a good thing to say to" servant. "
If I turn my back to each other, why not?
The words began to come out honestly.
"I shook down a wooden knife last year, after that.
... I was thinking the same thing.
"It's a trail of military aristocracy," he was informed, determined to behave like it, a year later.
"If you are a nobleman, if you are a samurai, it is only natural to strike down a servant there," he also told the surrounding eyes.
but I...
Until then, he was a common man.
He tried without hesitation to strike at the same common man who was in an irresistible position.
To that, I learned self-loathing.
"I'm just like you, too. What is it, Peter?
Same, but no.
As soon as I mouthed it, I realized the fact.
Peter's a "servant," and I'm a "servant."
"Sagittarius," but even if the leader of the flock is lost, those who follow him later are also lost.
So......
Looking back.
Hit Peter, hit the word.
"Rabba or not, I don't mind. Just tell me about me.
"Mehi.
He was pointing this way, a long face.
It returns a dumb squeal.
No, I did say Rabba.
"'That was a good place. Don't interrupt. Scratch my back a little more,' he says.
From Vagan, who had touched his hand on his long face, an unforgiving word.
The "good part" is the same here.
"Anyway, that's the thing, Peter.... scratch his back.
"Accepted, master.
Peter's back, his shoulders, are shaking in small pieces.
I just have to laugh.
The sky is blue.
Feel your gaze, turn your head.
From afar, Philia and Chiharu were watching this one.
Unblocked, hilly area.
Even if you don't know what the story is about, "something happened" is obvious.
I saw each other.
Coming closer.
It's a conversation between men, right?
I'm sorry about the bowl match on this occasion.
Get on the horse, I'm coming this way.
Convenient, small figure under the eyes.
"... Is this Roba?
Straightening back, as integrated with the neck muscles.
Much longer ears than horses.
The first thing I've seen, though, is true.
The reason I said it was because of the lightning.
"In the picture book, I've seen it. But what were you talking about?
"Isn't it" Parents and Children Going to Sell Roba "?
"In the world where Mr. Hiro was, does he have a story to tell?
"Thank you very much. But."
"Yeah."
"Mr. Hiro is definitely a story to listen to."
"Lord Hiro is in a story we need to hear."
Need a hammer, you got it?
... I heard that fairy tale later.
I had heard of it. I remember.
Copy that.
If you think it's unreasonable, you'll let me through.
Even in the meantime, you did, didn't you?