Chapter 12: I’ve Made up My Mind ①
Translated by AmaLynne
Edited by AmaLynne
「Hey, incompetent!」
As he was walking from his father’s office to his room, he was stopped by a voice he didn’t really want to hear.
Out of Sam’s sight, a sighing, blond-haired boy with a wooden sword―――Manion―――was waiting for him with a smirk on his face.
When Manion spotted Sam and approached him, he made a disgusted face and fished his lips.
「I take it father has told you the story.」
「Oh, yes. Congratulations on your succession. Good luck with that.」
「―――Ha?」
「Mm? So, good luck.」
Manion looked dumbfounded, even though Sam had taken the trouble to cheer him up.
Sam couldn’t understand and tilted his head, and Manion shouted as if his emotions were exploding.
「What the hell is that!」
「I said, congratulations, you’re officially the successor.」
「Don’t be silly!」
「Ehh―」
For so reason, Sam was yelled at unreasonably.
He looked at his brother curiously, as if he was about to swing a wooden sword at any mont.
(―――Ah)
Sam finally understood the reason for his anger.
(Did he think I was frustrated or crying or sothing? I guess he ca all this way to make fun of for it… Haha, you’re such a boring kid. Don’t you have anything better to do?)
Sam was taken aback by the childish behavior of his half-brother.
No, in fact, he is even surprised that a nine-year-old child would go to the trouble of watching his brother grieve and plan to make fun of him.
(No doubt he’s insidious, but he’s as sarcastic as an adult.)
But alas, it was a waste of ti.
Sam has no attachnt to the Reinbach family, so he doesn’t lant the fact that he couldn’t be the heir.
Rather, he is excited to be able to live his life as he wishes.
Maybe his father will order him to serve Manion, but he has no intention of obeying such an order honestly.
Sam going to leave this house as soon as he cos of age.
「…What the hell is this guy? Are you really Samuel? Hmph. Never mind. I’m the next head of the family, not you, with your lowly maid-born blood.」
「Yes, you are.」
「―――You! What’s with that attitude! Don’t get carried away just because the servants and the people are treating you well!」
「Hey, what do you want after all?」
Sam wanted to do his daily magic training, but Manion was preventing him from doing so.
Inwardly, Sam was annoyed.
But Manion didn’t seem to approve of Sam.
「―――You! Don’t you dare take that attitude! ]
Sam lets out a sigh for the umpteenth ti as his brother spits and rages at him.
Apparently, his brother’s emotions are like an instantaneous water heater.
「When have I ever been an to you? If you’re going to make crazy accusations, can I go now?」
「What the hell is wrong with you! You’re not the sa person you were the other day!」
「…Who knows? Well, when you’re beaten nearly to death with a wooden sword by your nasty brother, you’re bound to change.」
To Sam, Manion was not important.
He didn’t have any family feelings for him, and he is sure it was the sa for the other side.
If anything, when his consciousness and Sam’s now were switched that day, the nine-year-old Samuel was considered dead.
Therefore, Manion was an enemy to Sam.
He can’t be friendly to soone like that, and he doesn’t intend to.
So far, Sam had left him alone when he ca at him, but if he was too persistent, Sam would have to deal with him.
He didn’t really care about Manion’s future, but if he grew up to be selfish and arrogant, it was obvious that all of his servants and the people of the estate would have a hard ti in the future.
This was not good for Sam either.
「You, don’t mock !」
Manion’s limits seed to be easily exceeded by the fact that things didn’t turn out the way he wanted them to.
Without any hesitation, he swung the wooden sword in his hand at Sam.
However, Sam easily grabbed the tip of the approaching wooden sword with one hand.
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