“A citizen requires a surname too. Then, is your name going to be Mer Merdein?”

Eugene had suddenly gotten something to tease Mer over. As the thought came to his mind, he turned to Mer and smirked.

“MerMerMerdein.”

“…You are truly something, Sir Eugene,” Mer muttered as she was seething.

“Didn’t Sir Hamel die when he was thirty-eight? And you are twenty years old right now, Sir Eugene.”

“Yeah, that’s right,” Eugene answered.

“So if we add your age from the past life, then you are fifty-eight years old right now. It’s close to sixty. How could you be so childish?”

“Trempel Vizardo is close to seventy, but he said I was a flighty rulebreaker because I flew across the city,” Eugene retorted, but he felt bitter. The moment when he had felt great about calling Ciel a flighty rulebreaker came to his mind. He thought that when he met Ciel again, he should really apologize to her about that.

“I never wished for a surname, but I don’t really mind even if my name becomes Mer Merdein. Lady Sienna gave me the name, and Merdein is Lady Sienna’s surname whom I really really like and respect.”

“I think your name came from ‘Merdein.’”

“…That can’t be possible. Lady Sienna is wiser and more considerate than you know, Sir Eugene. There must be some other reason why my name is Mer,” Mer quickly replied.

“I really don’t think there is another reason….”

“How could you possibly know what Lady Sienna thinks, Sir Eugene? I am Mer Merdein. Besides, I can’t use your surname and become Mer Lionheart. ”

‘...Actually, it wouldn’t be that bad, would it?’ Mer stopped speaking as she was absorbed in thought.

Mer had complete faith in the fairytale. She had never thought that Sienna was the author of the fairytale. That was understandable, that fairytale…the first edition was too much even in Mer’s eyes. The Beautiful Sienna, the Cute Sienna—those were the actual words written in the book.

‘…That fairytale mu...