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

If we were to talk about ex-post processing, he seemed to realize that the bandits could not escape, and that he had done himself harm without leaving one.

However, as Viktor told me if I wanted to take information from the body, Lara was well informed.

As a result, the man thought to be a bandit was an assassination group disguised as a bandit, looking like he was being asked to kill Mr. Michelsen and Mr. Yuri.

Because of this, my client is the Duchess of a certain kingdom, which Mr. Yuri refused.

It seems that Pride did not allow Mr. Yuri to put him on his sleeve.

Nevertheless, it falls to be crushed where this was reported to the kingdom through the imperial foreign ministry.

What's more, if I call the police, they'll give us information that Mr. Michelsen and Mr. Yuri are safe.

The other person is the type of person who has a root that intentionally points the chaser at the person who was about to leave the country, so if they find out they're safe, they might send another assassin.

For that reason, I decided to leave it to Dr. Romanov to sneak up and laugh, only to report where it should be, and later Mr. Lara said, "The snake path is a snake".

So, I'm one of the victims.

As I said to Louis, Mr. Michelsen and Mr. Yuri were to be asked to come to Kikunai's mansion, but the problem is the way Mr. Ciel and Angela shake themselves.

Asking the two of you back from tea what a boy you thought Mr. Ciel was, not Angela's brother, but her sister.

They were miserable in a different way than the Michelsens, who lived with their parents in the Kingdom of Lumane, but their mother died of illness and was snored out of the house by a later wife who came shortly after.

Naturally, my late wife won't give me any money for the daughters she kicks out.

He said he had no choice but to sell the jewels of his mother's shapes or that Mr. Siel was aiming for the Imperial Capital with the money he earned from the song.

There will be places where the two of us can work if we go to Imperial City.

That's the kind of decision they took for less money than a ride carriage from one country in the Kingdom of Lumane to the Empire.

And this.

It's sloppy.

"Me, I'll do anything! So could you please put it here!

"Good luck with that!

It was at the beginning of the interview that Mr. Viktor brought the two pleading with his troubled face to me.

Hmm.

At their age, they can be unacceptable in the city's orphanage, but Mr. Ciel seems older than ever to have to leave the facility looking for a job soon to settle down.

Then maybe we should find a place to live and work, rather than temporarily go into an orphanage.

There will be no razor, no horns, no immediate design of life after being attacked.

Then you should have an adult and temporarily evacuate to a safe place to sleep and calm down first.

One foot ahead of Mr. Viktor, when he asked him to return to the mansion and tell Mr. Rottenmeyer what was going on, Mr. Rottenmeyer replied, 'Please, please come back with me, ladies'.

That's why I'm taking the four of you back.

Then Rottenmeyer quality is around where the rooms are already ready.

When the maids work together to get Mr. Michelsen dressed and put him to sleep in a bed with corners and clean sheets, Yuri, Ciel and Angela are advised to take a bath.

Mr. Ciel and Angela used the bath as relieved, but Yuri said she was concerned about Mr. Michelsen and it wasn't about that.

But there was blood betting on his clothes because he was haemostasis when he was cut.

Nursing in that appearance impairs the body of the injured person on the boulder and, above all, is not good for mental health.

Mr. Konkon and Mr. Rottenmeyer preached to me that while I was reluctantly taking a bath, Mr. Viktor was attached so that Mr. Michelsen could handle any sudden changes.

So, when Mr. Yuri gets out of the bath, I'll be clear with Mr. Michelsen later.

I also prepared some rice for you in the dining room, but I'm guessing that's not the place for you to be concerned about Mr. Michelsen.

I won't show up in the dining room forever, so much so that I got some uncooleable sorcery on my plate and took it to my room.

Still, I don't know if I'm going to eat it, so Rottenmeyer scolded me for saying, "If someone falls down to see me, I blame myself when Mr. Michelsen wakes up."

Because I'm sorry that I borrowed this day's rice, I made it a treat I had at the sea palace served out of a bag of souvenirs Master Rosmarius had made me hold.

So, as there were ancient dragon fangs in Leggles-kun's bag, there were ancient dragon horns in Mr. Utsunomiya's bag, and ancient dragon scales in my bag.

But there was a shard, a shining scale in the shallow waters, mixed with the scales of the deep blue of the sea.

"Wow, reverse scales..."

"Oh, this is... what a..."

"Wow... you got something amazing..."

The pale, glowing scales, he said, were scales growing on his famous upside, and the elves were donning.

For some reason, the scales are growing upside down, so when they are touched, they sting the skin and hurt. Weaknesses, to say the least.

Magic has the nature of concentrating to shelter such weaknesses, so inevitably magic builds up in reverse scales.

But even the scales of the ancient dragon, with its magic cage, are even more magical than the scales of the ancient dragon, and if you try to buy them, the house won't tilt.

I can't believe I gave that stuff to a kid. I get it. I get gable, too. Hih.

In the meantime, they decided to keep the scales inside the waist porch, and keep Mr. Utsunomiya's horns where they should be.

Play-kun will be opening Master Rosmarius's bag around today, but I'm sure Yuansan will secure the dragon's mustache.

Knowing nothing about the situation, Mr. Ciel and Angela had their eyes shining on a meal they'd never seen before.

The two girls then seemed to get into bed early to see if they were tired.

The problem is...

"Mr. Yuri's not going to sleep. He's going to be sick."

"That's how you sit down."

"Hmm, at that rate, before Mr. Michelsen wakes up, Mr. Yuri's is really going to fall..."

"I'll tell you what it's like to sleep."

"Please, Mr. Rottenmeyer"

Before I went to bed. Yes. I asked Mr. Rottenmeyer, and she nodded.

And midnight.

Somehow I woke up, so I left the room after I put on my slippers and went to see what was going on in Mr. Michelsen's room.

Then it was determined that the light was leaking from the gap in the door.

So if you turn down the knock, you don't hear back.

Looking inside curious, Mr. Yuri was poking at Mr. Michelsen lying about to collapse.

When asked softly and quietly, there was also a wrinkle between Mr. Michelsen's eyebrows, but Mr. Yuri also sleeps somewhere painfully.

It's easy to wake him up, but then Mr. Yuri won't sleep this time, I guess.

I want to avoid that.

So when I take the blanket out of the closet and put it on Mr. Yuri's shoulder, I softly inhale his breath quietly.

Singing is Brahms' lullaby.

Please rest in peace.

When I finished singing as I prayed, wrinkles had disappeared from Mr. Michelsen's brow.

Mr. Yuri, too, the insurance is gone from his face.

When relieved, the door opens.

When I turned around surprised, Leggles, he seemed to wake up, standing rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Not at all? We're both screwed, huh?

"Yeah, I'm screwed. Looks like we're gonna be okay, so why don't we go to bed?

"Yeah. I don't want to, uh, just now. I want to get started."

"Fine. Leggles, let's go to your room."

When I say that, "Ha," I reply small to keep you both awake, and Leggles is in the hallway.

I also dropped the lights in the two rooms, which followed Leggles Kun.

The next day, early in the morning.

I woke up to the sound of butterflies and someone running down the hallway, and when I walked out of the room, I had eyes just as Yuri, the Lord of Footsteps, descended the stairs.

There is a delightful mix of colours in the hazy expression.

Could you--

"Eric noticed!

Oh, good!