How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The royal family of Cairis is the descendant of the dragon.

In fact, they were descendants of Hatsuara and Sispanian, eight heroes sealed in the Demon God War.

Sigmund Khan Sispanian.

Cispanian, an ancient dragon known to have joined the beginning, married Hatsuara as part of his life that had lived heavenly bodies, not in the context of 'Yuhui'. In other words, it means that the Sispanian has chosen Hatsuara as the dragon's pet, not the Sispanian queen.

The Sispanians wanted Hatsuara and her offspring to be very special. Because of this, I gave the King of Cairys the power of bloodline for his and his immediate children.

Healing power and magical talent.

It is the blessing of the Sispanians.

"The wound is intact."

Kalian's wounds with the power of blessing should be almost healed by now.

However, the knife that Plants threw did not hurt him a bit until the evening was over. I wonder if Kalian isn't Le Maine's biological father, but I remember a time when my wounds used to heal normally.

So this was a sudden symptom.

But that wasn't the only problem.

"Were you a Khalian · · · · · · · · Wizard?"

Bern was a knight.

It was one of only six sod masters across the entire continent. The old Khalian, on the other hand, had a dry body that would have been stacked against the gym. Because of this, I was curious whether I could express error with this body.

So I focused on Mana, and I realized that there were three Mana circles near my heart. An unfamiliar and vast amount of knowledge about magic flows in.

After two days of realizing this important fact that the old Khalian was a wizard, I felt heartache when I tried to run Mana.

"My heart ached when I tried to write Mana."

In fact, I felt chest pains when I held the knife that Plants threw at me. This is when I unconsciously tried to wrap an error around my body to catch the blade. Thanks to this, I was able to give strength to my hands without knowing it, so that even on that blunt day, my wound was like this.

In case you were wondering, I ran Mana again.

My heart ached no matter what. Calian grips his chest without me knowing it.

Injuries that do not heal and heart pain.

Kalian frowns at two things he shouldn't have.

The frustrating thing is that I have no memory of these symptoms at all. It seems that Bern has been having problems since or recently since entering Calian's body.

"This is bad. I can't use error or magic like this."

No, it's very dangerous.

After realizing that it's not just a matter of time, Calian begins to worry deeply.

I needed someone to ask about the situation.

Of course, there was no one in the palace of Cairys who could advise Khalian. I carefully recalled the memory and began to think if there was nothing that could help him.

Whoo-hoo!

The magical device to regulate the temperature makes a sound of the water heating up. Kalian's eyes gleam as she hears it.

"Wizard · · · · · · · · ·. Yes, Wizard."

Kalian bounces off the bath water without my knowledge. I heard a cheerful sound.

"Alan Manasil."

Grand Wizard Alan Manasil.

Alan was currently one of the seven wizards of the circle.

He was the youngest and most skillful of them, like most of the Wizard's idols.

Ten years ago, by the standards of Bern, now.

Alan was invited to visit Cairis for King Remain's Birthday celebration. Alan returns to the Kingdom of Libern on his way to the Gateway, unable to enter the palace for any reason. And 10 years later, Alan became the only Great Circle Wizard on the continent.

"Knowledge of Manat means that no one will follow him on the continent."

Kalian mutters.

I was sure I could help with this.

"So I'd better make it my own man on this occasion."

The wizards' support for a competent wizard equals the loyalty of the knight. So if Alan is with Callian, then all the wizards of Cairys will be on his side at that moment.

"Then there's less risk of being killed without sound."

No one can toy with the lives of Two Prince Plants because of the power of Queen Silica's knights. What about First Prince Randall? Aisha, the former queen of Cairys and mother of Randell, who died of illness, was the princess of the Holy Nation of Tensyl. Thus, the life of Randell, who was also a royal family of Tensyl, could not be taken lightly.

The power of power that Kalian does not have.

Engaging Allan will give Kalian that power.

Of course, there were some of the biggest changes Alan would make.

Kalian's eyes narrow.

"My name will be added to the succession nomination."

Cairys was a very bad place to treat a wizard, despite being a kingdom ruled by the descendants of dragons. It was the influence of silica in the hands of the knight family. Because of this, the wizards wanted a prince to help them escape.

Once we have Allan, those wizards will support him. From now on, it was clear that no matter how much power Calian carried on any family's back, he could not gain that much power.

Kalian once again manages Mana.

In fact, a clear pain pierced my heart.

"I need to see Alan Manasil first."

That way you can do the next thing.

After Callian thought about it, he came looking for a child. If Alan can save her, he's the one she needs to save. I had to save him and turn him into his sword.

A month until Remain's birthday.

If Callian's due to die so soon,

Time overlaps fun.

- Fast.

Kalian bounces back at you.

* * *

- Boom!

The tape from Shatin Slake, the dressmaker who saw Kalian, falls to the floor. Shatin pulls away the drop, startled, and pulls out a new tape measure. It was because I couldn't touch the royal body.

Shatin turns his head and looks back at Calian, looking back at Calian for a moment.

Somehow, Jan looks nervous and Shatin's mouth opens.

"When I saw Prince Freya, I remembered the concubine."

"Slake."

Yan, anxious, immediately stops Shatin from speaking. At that moment, Shatin, furious as if he had realized the mistake, lowers his waist deeply toward Calian.

"I'm sorry, Prince."

Calian was naturally more surprised by the sudden change in atmosphere. Looking at Jan, Jan is suddenly lowering her waist.

"Sorry, I'll get someone else right away."

Calian's face becomes more complex.

I didn't know why they apologized.

Calian hurries back to his old memories, feeling overwhelmed.

'Why do I have to think about this memory?'

Before long, I remembered the memories that might be related to this matter. As I read a book full of paintings, Calian quickly flashes his memory and sobs.

"Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·."

The old Khalian shudders to hear that he resembles Freya. I also hated looking at my face with the mirror. It was because he had to suffer for a long time because he resembled someone who had never been born.

When I first came into Calian's body and asked him for a mirror, I finally understood why the maid went out and got one, and why Jan was so embarrassed.

Lived my life without seeing my face, and all of a sudden, it was chaos.

"I'm surprised you didn't find out. '

After a short sigh, Khalian picks his horse out of his mouth.

Of course, I don't have feelings for Freya right now, but if I overcame that kind of trauma in the morning, I could live with the doubt, so I had to react better than before, but still reluctantly.

Soon to find the right answer, Calian opens his mouth to Shatin.

"Keep doing what you're trying to do. You don't have to say anything. I know she resembles her mother."

"Yes, yes. I'll get started right away."

Both of them look surprised at Calian's words, but they don't seem suspicious.

Shatin, who was about to be expelled, kicks up a squat and carefully starts measuring Kalian's body size. The servant who appears to have come with you is busy writing down the dimensions Shatin calls for.

After a short while, Shatin, who measured all the measurements, cautiously spoke.

"I think you need to eat more, Prince. I'm worried about you because you're so small."

Kalian laughs.

There was no reason to feel offended when I said something small because I was worried. It wasn't short, but it was dry.

"Yes."

Since measuring was done sooner than I thought, I could rest a bit and have dinner, but the servant brought some thick books. Shatin hands it over and sets it on the table, spreading it out one by one.

"· · · · · · · · What?"

One copy was a collection of cloth drawings of different shapes and another set of fabric samples of different materials and colors. A book with lots of lace bundles and all kinds of jewelry drawings was added. There were books with tons of buttons that looked similar, and books with hundreds of pairs of shoes.

That wasn't the end of it.

Looking at his servant, he is carrying two more books.

What's all that? He stares at you, and Shatin says, "It's real from now on."

"It's time to design, Prince. A total of four."

"How many?"

As I was expressing boredom, the answer came out of my memory.

There were five outfits to be prepared. Another punishment was the conquest of the prince, so there was no need to choose.

Calian's face turns white.

"You have to pick all that? '

I've never seen anything like it in Bern's life.

When I was a child, the Queen, who was Bern's mother, did it for me. When I became a knight, I only wore knight's uniform, so I didn't have to pick clothes. Moreover, there was no big event in Sacritia that required five sets of clothes at a time. No event has gone this far.

Anyway, there was no one to choose clothes for me and no uniform. Yan said next to him, looking embarrassed.

"The prince has changed a lot these days. However, this month there is no schedule with the nobles because of the preparation of the event. So wouldn't it be the King's Birthday that the Prince will be the first to stand in front of others in such a transformed way?"

"I know you want me to dress you up and give you a good first impression."

"Yes, that's right, Prince."

"Yes, I understand."

Calian glances at the book, which is filled to the brim. I feel tired just looking at it. I wonder if clothes will catch my eye when I have a body that can't use a Mana.

"I'm not sure I want to go through that. Or you choose."

"You" meant Jan and the maids. I was told to give up, but Jan's face turned pale.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Calian nods and nods to the couch.

And then the war began.

They were very burnt.

After two days of following Calian around quietly, they started voicing their voices to make Calian stand out.

Callian barely gives his opinion when he hears about the accidental arrival and departure.

"No King Ribbon. Not even a little ribbon."

After a moment of disappointment, I came up with another idea.

Callian says again.

"Not many frills."

They didn't give up.

"· · · · · · · Do you think it will be a race?"

What the hell are you building? What's a bubble?

Eventually, Callian walked in and started arguing with them.

Manago Naval, and I had to stop the Frills.