Helper teacher of magic girls' school

"What are you talking about, brother?"

My brother's voice, which had been interrupted so far, suddenly sounded.

Gilberto Krueger looks around a little bit, but as usual, no one is there.

It was then.

Suddenly Gilberto's shoulder was pounded from behind.

"Hiccup!

Me, my brother.

"Lara, Reinhardt! Duh, why!?

Along with his familiar voice, it was his brother Reinhardt, who at some point stood behind Gilberto with a nostalgic smile.

Reinhardt, who made the appearance of the Knights of the King's Capital, is young.

Even though it has been 10 years since he died, his appearance remains 20 years old when he died in battle.

"Why? There won't be. I came here to tell my brother something."

Gilberto remembered the wars (apples) against Reinhardt, who replied with a smile.

Reinhardt is definitely dead.

So who is this guy in front of you!?

Is it a monster?

Either way, it's not an unusual situation.

"What are you trying to say!? What is it? Besides, you should be dead by now. Where the hell do you think you're from? No, don't say it! I don't want to think about such nonsense!

It was Gilberto who bites but desperately returns the words, but his body is shaking when he squirms regardless of his will.

But Reinhardt was floating.

"Ha, I know what your brother thinks. But it's better not to touch it too much."

But Gilberto can't stand any more fear.

He exclaimed to a man who could never be his brother.

"Don't say it! Evil spirits! Go home! Go back to the underworld!

Pan!

"Abscess!

At that moment, Reinhardt relentlessly strained Gilberto's right cheek.

"No, you can't call me an evil spirit! Then what about my brother, who tried to call me a frightening demon and turn my father into a dead man? We're each other, aren't we?

Gilberto was completely different from when he summoned the great demon Berito.

It's hard to believe that a man who was working with the devil and contemplating a hell of a ploy would be frightened by the ghost of his brother.

He didn't have the unique atmosphere of being possessed by something today.

"Aggugugugugu...... you, turn to this brother!

Pan!

"Abscess!

One more shot against my upset brother!

Reinhardt smiles and now strains his left cheek.

"Brother! I thought I was the only one who could bring you back to life."

"Ya still...... you, ghost!?

Reinhardt turned a grim look against surprised Gilberto.

"Hehe, you can have a ghost! Kruger's house is over as it is. That's why I came here!

"Nah, it's over! I told you, I mean it! You were after the governor, sir!

As Gilberto shouted, Reinhardt nodded loudly when he heard his words.

"Oh, yeah. If that's what I'm going to succeed... but my brother. My father sent me away."

Gilberto stutters at his brother's unexpected confession.

Why would my father waste it on such a talented brother?

"So, you say you can't do it!? Why? Your father recognized your talent and loved it."

"... did my brother face my father properly?

"Did you face your father...? And..."

Pressured by Reinhardt's serious glance, Gilberto missed his gaze.

Seeing how it goes, Reinhardt nods small.

"Looking at that, I still don't seem to be really talking to you face to face"

"What more can you tell your father now?"

Face my father and speak for real.

Gilberto is unable to gauge his brother's sincerity, which is an astonishing look.

Reinhardt, on the contrary, is rare to look at his brother.

"No, my brother..."

No brother...

Reinhardt's pompous words made Gilbert's soul scratch again.

"Wow! Anyway, I'm no good man! I have no martial arts talent, and I can't use magic. Besides, there's no hope! Even if you don't tell me, I know what I can't do!

The younger brother, who gently watches Gilberto tread on the community too loudly, tries to teach (and) his brother as if he were a teacher.

"... don't be calm, brother. I don't know why my father tried to succeed the Kluger family governor to my brother."

"It's the same even when you calm down! I don't care what you think!

Pan!

"Abscess!

And Gilberto, who had lost me so much as he could not see, was stretched out his right cheek.

"Man, you hit me! Just now... my father never beat me up!

"Wake up, brother. Where did my calm, sincere brother go?"

"Hey, what!?

Calm and sedentary brother!?

Gilberto panicked when he heard Reinhardt's words.

Gilberto gets stunned (surprised) when he revisits the other person's face again.

Because Reinhardt's face, which was rare, was now distorted (boiled) to cry.

"Think about it and see. After the Count Kruger family served as assistant consul in Bertrand, it was the established route for Slowness to be entrusted with the rule of some city in the kingdom. Even Edmond was a child, he would have told us over and over again."

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Silently, Gilberto stared at Reinhardt's face.

Reinhardt continues to talk to such a brother.

"Ha, I knew I didn't have the talent to govern when I liked martial arts. It's impossible to rule the city. It's better suited to join the Knights and defend the country than that."

"Reinhardt, oh, you, what are you saying!?

Ugh, that's a lie!

I envy you. Reinhardt was a promising young man with great talent.

Reinhardt says as if he had read Gilberto's soul like that.

"My brother has a lot of talent that I don't have. He is calm and settled and has excellent decisiveness, as well as great knowledge. Really politically oriented."

"Nah..."

A thoughtless confession of my brother.

My brother and brother were envious of each other.

"I'm powerless, and I can't logically think about things. I can't even act calmly with immediate emotion. My father didn't decide to succeed my brother because he was simply my eldest son. My father knew exactly what my brother was capable of."

"Line...... Hurt"

"He's dead. I can't help my father anymore! I can't even set up my favorite Kruger house. But... I don't regret it. I fought for my beloved Fran and defended my kingdom!

"Ugh..."

Gilberto finally realized his brother's compassion when he came here.

I mourned my life when I was vain, and I had a depressed brother...

to tenderness to try to encourage themselves until they despise themselves.

And strength, and the remorse of dying, including the mockery...

That's why I found out.

After all, Reinhardt said he was a wonderful man and his only brother who split the blood.

"Brother, I asked your father for Kruger's house. And believe in yourself more. My brother is such a wonderful man."

Oh, my God, Reinhardt's body is blurry that was clearly visible at some point.

The outline is blurry, and it is about to disappear.

"Reinhardt, wait! I want to talk to you more! Oh, yeah! I'm calling your father here now! How happy I would be to see you!

But Reinhardt grinned and shook his neck slowly to the side.

"My brother is still sweet. But from now on, we're going to direct that kindness to everyone, regardless of their identity. That way, everyone can help what my brother can't do alone."

"Reinhardt!

"Ha ha, goodbye, brother. I've always envied my brother..."

"Reinhardt!

Gilberto screams.

I scream desperately to bring my brother back.

But his voice disappeared, and it never reached his beloved brother.