<h4>Chapter 54: Here Comes the Self-Proimed Fiancée, the Weirdo ②</h4>


    <i>Tranted by AmaLynne </i>


    <i> Edited by AmaLynne</i>


    「Who says you are my brother? Aren’t you a stranger!」


    Günther brushed back his bangs and cowered his shoulders at Erica’s tantly disgusted expression.


    「That’s not very nice. I’ve known you since you were a little girl. Isn’t that like an older brother? Besides, I’m going to marry her, so I’m still your brother by necessity.」


    「You don’t know about this, do you?」


    「What about?」


    「…Ur sister is dead.」


    Erica told the young man, a childhood friend, of her sister’s death.


    Günther, however, was not saddened, but rather indignant.


    「That’s the thing.」


    「Eh? What?」


    「I came here today to find out. I know that there is an infidel iming to be her disciple who has taken advantage of you and your family by lying about the death of my beloved Ulrike.」


    「Günther, sister is really…」


    「I believe you said his name was Samuel.」


    Erica is at a loss for words when the young man seems to not believe his sister is dead.


    Although he is a depressing person who has yed the older brother since he was a child, he does not hate him from the bottom of her heart.


    She inwardly tilted her head and wondered what she should do to get Günther to ept her sister’s death.


    「It’s Sam. It’s Samuel Scheidt. And Sam is not lying. Sister is really dead.」


    Even Erica didn’t want to believe it, but she had seen the corpse with her own eyes and had been to the funeral.


    There was no way she could say that her sister’s death had never happened.


    「Yes! It’s that Samuel-kun! Fools iming to be Ulrike’s disciples! Why do your uncles allow a child from who-knows-where to take the magical name of Ur?」


    「Sam is the only sessor my sister has found and raised.」


    「Oh, that’s surprising. I thought you would be more emotional about the boy. You were aiming to be Ulrike’s sessor, after all.」


    At Günther’s words, Erica’s face contorts as if recalling something bitter.


    As the young man predicted, Erica does not recognize Sam and has already run off the rails.


    However, she was able to reconcile with him as a result.


    「I’ve already done the denial and the jealousy thing long ago. On top of that, I’ve epted Sam as my sister’s sessor.」


    「Oh.」


    「I mean, you camete, even though you heard the news of Ur sister’s death. I thought you would have flown in that day.」


    「That’s harsh. To tell you the truth, I fainted from surprise when I heard the delusion that Ulrike had passed away, and I just woke up this morning.」


    「…how much your brain couldn’t process my sister’s death if you were out cold for almost a week?」


    「I’m an idiot. Ulrike couldn’t die. I can’t find a way to kill her. I’m ashamed that I believed for even a moment that she was dead.」


    「―――Günther.」


    The young man in front of her did not ept her sister’s death.


    He realized that he did not ept it.


    That is sad indeed.


    「Come on, let’s go see Ulrike.」


    「I said there’s no! I’ve already been to the funeral!」


    「―――Then! Let’s meet this boy, this Samuel boy! If he really is the sessor, if he has inherited all of Ur, then I deserve to meet him.」


    「Without authority.」


    「And it’s interesting, too. Is it a boy enough for siscon Erica to recognize him as Ulrike’s sessor… I was going to tear him apart, but I changed my mind after talking to you. If Ur is really dead, then let’s meet him, the sessor.」


    「I would never let a dangerous man like you meet Sam! What are you going to do!」


    She knew it would be dangerous to let Günther see Sam because of his obsession with her sister.


    Even Erica knew that if Günther, who had not epted her sister’s death, and Sam, who had epted and moved on, were to meet, there was no doubt that some kind of problem would arise.


    「But I’m sure he’d like to meet me. If he is indeed Ulrike’s sessor and disciple. After all, I am Ulrike’s fiancée.」