I'm the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I'll Raise My Littl

As the audience sips and watches, the count of judgments echoes the Colosseum.

If one of us doesn't get up on the tencount, the battle is a draw.

As they gaze at the thrill and the two everyone has fallen, they both begin to move at the same time.

I put my strength into my trembling arms and woke up my upper body first, then I even came in a quadruple crawling position.

But neither of them seems to have any force in their knees, and neither of them can move from there.

But...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

It was Mr. Jayanta who rose up with a roar that would break the earth.

"Winner, Barbarian!

An audience that was still at the proclamation of judgment boiled greatly.

"This kind of thing, you know, winning a game and losing a fight."

"Ho and ho, right? Weapon of the eagles, everything but Camara's bow is broken."

"I honestly didn't think you guys were this strong. You were so proud of yourself. Me and Upatra are dead in action."

A little before the sun went down after the fight, there would have been an award ceremony, but we were seriously injured by each other, so the ceremony was postponed to a later date, and Estraija was coming back to the modest room.

Lara alone won't be able to chase the treatment, and she's going to support La Purcell's last concert, including Estraija.

Mr. Viktor and Dr. Romanov were also driven out to treat anyone who could use witchcraft, and I had arrived at them for first aid for clothes.

Three Barbarians, bandaged there, said they had arrived.

"No, you guys were so messy after all"

"Yeah, I didn't think they'd respond with nails even if the weapon broke"

"I thought I was going to die for real, so you didn't attack me the other way around"

Luckily for each other, we didn't have the kind of scratches that would reach our guts, so I can tell you.

The three jackets are also a bummer, which would otherwise be nothing, but there's Tara's woven cloth. When you pour magic into it, you exert your ability to self-regenerate, blocking more and more tears.

Where the damage is still excessive, I'll have to stitch it by hand.

"I see," shrugged Upatra as she listened to the Jayantas without resting her hands.

"Even the eyes of the eagle can't see the effect of that jacket."

"I can't see the effect of the jacket watermarked......?

"The Devil's Eye of the eagle is the Devil's Eye of the Watermark. You should be able to see all sorts of things watermarked, but if you have a magical defense or resistance, you'll be prevented. You remember that, don't you?

"Oh... if you mean before the game"

When he snorted, Mr. Upatra narrowed his eyes.

And as I shook my head to the left and right, I clapped my shoulders and groaned, "I knew I couldn't see it".

When I say the Watermark Eye of the Devil, I don't mean that I can clearly appraise it like the Appraisal Eye, but I hear that I can also see the past of what is pictured in the eye by watermark.

By analogy, if you look at the jacket, even its creator will understand it.

But I could see that the jacket that Estreja was wearing, no matter how much I looked at it, added powerful granting magic, but I didn't even see whose it worked, did I?

"So if you win, did you tell me where you bought this jacket?

"That sort of thing. If you're from a dungeon, at least something that looks about the place name of the dungeon you dropped. But that didn't come out, so I thought it might be a terribly expensive ready-made product..."

"It's not expensive, maybe"

Estraija's three jackets are certainly specially ordered, but they are made from only the ingredients I can't help but get.

Speaking of expensive stuff in it, it's like Tara's cloth.

Later, I sewed a snail in the machine, stuck with the usual conferring magic, and just stabbed the embroidery of the elf print in consultation with the embroidery drawings.

Giving magic and the tools I received from God lay low, explaining that the expensive is about the embroidery of the cloth and elf print of the Nara spider, Ms Camara raises her hand.

"I want you to wait. Tailor Spider Cloth has no self-regenerating ability to activate when magic is applied. Saying so adds to the cloth about the top species of witch spider (Meigastarantera) or tailor spider."

"Er... It's the Naruto spider that's at home. That's what the one who gave it to me said."

Mr. Pong Jayanta hit Mr. Kamala and me with a twisting neck.

"You've evolved with some kind of cut."

"Evolution... do spiders evolve...?

"Naruto spiders are more than just bugs. It's a monster that looks like a bug. If we meet the conditions, we'll evolve."

Oh, my God, I've never heard that before.

Monsters evolve. Awesome.

What an impression, Dr. Romanov's hand, which has been stretched out all the time, rubs his cheeks with a mummy.

"I told you about the evolution of monsters at the end of the adventure story, but if you didn't seem interested, you weren't really interested."

"I'm sorry, Hiya."

"This is a remedial course when you get home."

"Hiya."

Dr. Romanov's mothballs have also been less frequent lately. I wonder if this means I'm less likely to be hot because I've lost weight.

And Tara evolved.

Speaking of which, one morning, I feel like I was peeling off a shrimp.

Spiders peel for growth several times in their infancy, and even when they are adults, depending on the type. I don't know if Tara is a toddler or the type to peel when she grows up, but I'm pretty sure she peels.

"Well, it's going to be tough."

Thinking about Tara's ecology, that's all I can hear Mr. Upatra say.

If you wonder what it is, apparently Estreja has been invited to His Majesty the Emperor's Garden Games by adding flavor and topicality to what he did today and what he did before he got here.

Since His Majesty the Emperor invites you, you cannot resign without much leeway.

Perhaps the source of the armor that shattered the weapon made by Mr. Jayanta's masterpiece at Orihalcon will be asked in that seat.

"I don't mind telling you that it's an Effet Papillon product, but the problem is where the artisans are… more importantly, we have to stop them from breaking their identities."

"Right. In the first place, it's a very prominent Chamber of Commerce for Her Royal Highness's hair decorations, but in addition to that, it's weirder to let it go when Murima just touches the axe of the Orihalcon she worked out."

"Will some nobleman try to acquire Effet Papillon?"

"If it's worse, we can think of scratching artisans and forcing them to work in their own chambers."

To Mr. Jayanta's words, tension runs.

Neither do I. Other concerns arose.

"Dr. Romanov, Mr. Viktor, Mr. Lara, and then everyone in Estraija, as soon as the park tournament is over, you will have military power without opening your hair. Kikunai's army must be dismantled once and restructured."

"... oh, I see"

To my words, I think a little and then Mr. Lara nods.

Dr. Romanoff and Mr. Viktor also nodded, but Estreja's eyes were dotted.

"Ah," he shouted in a low voice.

"Young man, is that because the young father and mother might try to grab the young man using the desire to be there?

"Yeah, I don't think I'll get that far... but I need to crush my worries"

"You can't go anywhere!?

Leggles clings to me, stepping on a real estate waste to play a serious look.

Fluffy blonde hair wobbled and touched her cheeks with a touch of freckles.

"Uh, well, what do you mean?

Dr. Romanov turned his gaze as he rubbed his jaw to Mr. Romeo, who raised his hand on behalf of the three of them.

"Phoenix, your parents lost the pressure of a great aristocrat, and they might sell you off. In that case, we expect soldiers to come to the mansion."

"Ha... ha!? Soldiers!?

"Well, you know the three heroes of the Empire are on guard, and even if you think you might be on your side aiming for those three absentees, isn't it reasonable to give them soldiers?

You guessed the situation. Mr. Upatra flaunts his shoulder.

Camara and Jayanta will look at me when they agree as well.

"Are you unfriendly with your parents?

"If you let those one take power, Kikunai will die. So much for plotting to take it away."

"Right...... No, it was really weird that he was standing on the arrow side from the air ratio thing."

"At the end of the park games, parents will be stabbed in the back fingers in the social world. In any case, they are unaware of the current state of the territory or of any future matters. You'll hate me for shaming you."

Assuming the great aristocrats found out that the craftsmen of Effet Papillon were me, if they told their parents about it and loaded a lot of money, it would be about those one.

It's not strange to calculate selling me off in the interest of the moment.

If you catch me and decide to die of illness or something, my mother can be separated, and it's possible to remarry and have children because she's still young.

My father made a promise to make Leggles a mark of Kikunai in his father, and it's no wonder he thinks of me this way.

"Rabbits are horns too, because I'll only crush the things that are going to be the weapons of those one. Besides, every soldier was going to restructure."

"As part of the fight against the mass outbreak of demons in the dungeons, we have to rebuild them from scratch."

That sort of thing.

Because aren't the soldiers of Kikunai too absent, so much so that they overlook it?

That's not a small territory to say rural. There's about a knighthood in defense, but until I saw Mr. Louis' budget, I wasn't active enough to think there wasn't.

"Hey, can we get there, too?

"Sounds interesting."

"Yeah, if we're gonna work out again, we need that, too."

From the Barbarian, who laughed nicely, it smelled fierce somewhere.