How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The Senho River.

It was a river flowing through the capital city of Cairos. The river, which is also used as the name of the palace building, flows diagonally through the Cairysis. The royal palace was located in the centre of the north-eastern region of the river and stretched from the outer gate to the south-west of Cairosis to the royal palace of Cairos across the Seine.

After the Sispanians left Hartsara,

It was the king's construction business that caused the country to stagnate. The royal archipelago was a fairly important facility in Cairys, as this vast road continued into the main city resurrected Cairys.

- Da-da, da-da, da-da!

Above him were two wagons painted white and black, facing the palace.

The wagons that ran side by side all boasted unmatched luxury. Both of them had large glass windows on their shiny exterior walls mixed with pearl dust.

The difference was that one was decorated with gold on a white base and the other with a black base.

But in Cairys, it was quite precious. It was because Cairis was a large part of the continent, but the only thing missing was the sea. Pearls were fed in freshwater, so they were not difficult to obtain, but not the shellfish that became the material of shellfish. That's why Cairis is said to be more expensive than gold.

I could not stop looking at this black wagon because it looked like a giant wagon was decorated with such a muzzle. So, it was not uncomfortable for the passenger of the white wagon who was running side by side on the right. The man in the wagon kicks his tongue at the black wagon, looking out the window.

"Look at that. What a bunch of money rolling around. Isn't that a little prestigious?"

Then the butler, who was sitting in the carriage seat, heard the sound through a window connected to the carriage seat and thought.

'I thought gold was cheap. Besides, is it time to look around and talk about luxury?'

You wouldn't have thought of this to the wagon owner if you didn't have the shoes with the best diamonds airborne from Tensyl.

On the outer wall of the white wagon was a symbol of Griffin holding a sharp sword. It belonged to the late Earl Brissen, Queen Silica's family. And the second son of Earl Brysen, the merchant of the Brysen Merchants Guild, Lenan Brysen, was on the wagon.

"Can the Wagon Owner be Siegfried? No, big, distracted elephants don't do that."

Cairis' elephant.

It was called Siegfried. He had never coveted the throne for a long time, but he called it a herbivore that cannot be touched by beasts.

Lennon was unable to endure the curiosity, saying again, since no family thought to be enough to ride a wagon like that except Siegfried.

"What kind of person puts that kind of money on a wagon?"

The butler replied carefully through the open window.

"I saw you coming out of Teenaxia Street a moment ago. But the sentence is on the other side, so exactly which family's wagon is · · · · · · ·."

"Teenaxia Street?"

"Yes, this is where the wizards gather."

Renan frowned and frowned at the deacon's kind words.

"I don't think I've ever asked you again. Why can't you see that?"

If Silicon or Calian had listened, Lennon, who had given the steward some relief, once again raised the curtain and looked into the black wagon. However, the windows of the black wagon were covered with thick curtains, so there was no way of knowing who was on board.

"Maybe one of those wizards has that kind of talent."

"Let's take a look at the family crest on the other side."

"Yes. Let's do it."

The butler who heard the horse gave instructions to the wagon.

Soon, Lennon's white wagon slows down, then speeds up again and catches up to the other side of the black wagon. Lennon quickly moves his hand to open the window curtain.

I started noticing the crest carved into the wall gradually. Lennon frowns and mutters.

"That sentence is so complicated. What is that, a flower? One flower, two flowers."

Lennon rubs his eyes tightly, allowing the wagon to move a little further forward so that he can see the sentence correctly. Then he mumbled as if he couldn't believe it.

"What did I see wrong?"

"Seven red flowers and a silver staff, Birch Brissen."

"Don't I know it? Shut the fuck up!"

Seven red flowers, a silver cane!

"What's going on here? Oh, my God. There's a commotion. Why is he here, in Cairis? Why are you going to the palace?"

I don't even know which house that sentence belongs to, and I told him to shut up, so he just stared at me with his eyes wide open.

The two wagons also passed the streets of Anantia where the nobles lived. Because of this, other nobles, other than Lennon, were able to hear about this expensive Black Saddle Wagon heading to the royal palace.

"The vines with the red flowers were wrapped around the silver staff?"

"Yes. It was engraved."

The nobles who heard the crest engraved on the exterior wall of the wagon asked each of their servants, After that, I heard a confident young answer that it was definitely a sentence that looked like that.

After the nobles slapped their hands, they said, one by one,

"You must be mistaken."

Oh, come on.

"That Alan Manasil couldn't be here."

Afterward, he built a relaxed smile and put all his work aside and prepared to go to the palace.

* * *

The third day of the festival. 9: 30 a.m.

After arriving at the palace in the eyes and attention of many, Alan bravely walked through the open gates of the palace, showing the invitation he received from the king. It was no longer necessary to check whether the closed door was high or low.

Alan's crest, engraved on the outer wall of the Black Saddle Wagon, can be seen very well from afar. As such, the Grand Chamberlain met with the nobles who greeted him in the morning and urgently informed Remain who was coming to the royal palace.

"Your Grace, Alan Manasil came to the palace a moment ago."

Le Maine stops.

Alan Manasil: The Seven Circle Wizard, only three people on the continent

But unlike the other two, he is a snotty, talented man who has never settled in any country.

Le Maine also knew what the power of his name was. Once we got Alan, Kalian's word of ascension to the throne was never exaggerated.

Remain was short of a day to run a large country that occupies half the continent, and did not waste more than five minutes on princes.

"Take me directly to the Oval Office."

Thanks to this, Alan was able to come straight to the Arpine Palace in his fancy carriage without having to move it to a small carriage in the royal palace.

9: 30, I think.

Unfortunately, there were many nobles in front of the Arfia palace at that time.

During the festival period, the Royal Officers who relaxed to go to the palace, the ambassadors who returned to the Rubia coffin after lunch, and the nobles who came out after the meeting with the king.

"Isn't that Alan Manasil's coat of arms?"

"I heard the contract with Hubert · · · · · · · Libern has ended."

Many of the nobles who gathered there saw with their own eyes the Black Cape Wagon coming to Cairis with blue stops without a sound.

"But why did he come to Cairys? Staying in Riverne will comfort your body and mind."

"How could that have been convenient? Had it not been for King Libern, he would have left long ago."

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. I can't think of anything."

The wagon's door is open.

In the background, those who talked about Alan's purpose of visiting Cairys quieted down.

One wizard slowly comes out, as if waiting for everyone to be silent. The nobles' mouths fluttered as their unique hair color, starting from silver and ending in red, appeared under the sun, confirming that Alan Manasil was right.

Alan takes a relaxing look around the wagon.

On the red robe, which looked like it was worn on the first day, there was a gorgeous embroidered gold thread with the symbol of the seven circles. The sharp eyes glowed coldly and the thin lips had a sharp smile.

Then a middle-aged man approached him and politely greeted him.

"Lord Manasil, welcome. I am Raul Hart, Grand Chamberlain of His Majesty's court. The king is waiting for you, so I will take you right away."

The nobles were agitated again, as Remain's intent to send the Grand Chamberlain himself was clear. Of course, Alan nods at the familiar situation and enters the palace because he has this level of hospitality everywhere.

"Are you really thinking of coming to Cairys?"

"If not, why not? I wonder if Alan Manasil of the underworld came back to celebrate King Cairus' birthday."

I had all sorts of thoughts in the heads of the nobles.

It's natural.

As Alan Manasil came to Remain under the influence of Silica, he was concerned about what would happen in the future.

"Come this way."

Meanwhile, there was a small convulsion in Allen's mouth looking at Raul's back head when no one else entered the corridor and met him.

It reminded me of a new disciple who was building a sunny smile.

9: 30, just in time. Of course, this time, you must come to the open door. '

Thanks to this, Alan climbs onto the giant wagon the king of Libern gave him as a parting gift, dressed in a burdensome outfit he had made in the Wizard's Union but had never worn before. It was the way to the royal palace through the wide open door.

As Kalyan intended, Alan arrives at a time when numerous nobles were gathering near the Arfia Palace, smiling silently.

'You thought you were going to publicize the fact that you got me involved.'

Immediately, the door to Remain's office opens and Alan steps inside.

Remain sits on a reception couch in the Oval Office with nothing in his hand. Alan greets Remain with the same expression and voice as he did with Kalian.

"Alan Manasil."

Remain nods slightly and greets Alan.

Although Alan looked very young, he was not as surprised as Calian because he had already known that he was much older than Remain himself.

"Yes. Come and sit down."

Remain raises his hand slightly to the couch opposite him, and Allan walks over to Remain face-down. While Remain looks deep into Allan's eyes and straightens out a few words, he takes a sip of his own tea.

"I've heard the stories of the first day. I apologize for me."

"The story of the first day."

Alan mutters as if to himself, smiling softly and asking.

"What story are you apologizing for?"

Le Maine narrows her eyes.

It wasn't as gentle as Alan said it would be.

What happened in the palace was that the guards were disrespectful. So, of course, I thought I'd apologize for him. But Alan was asking what the story was. I was wondering how much Remain knew about it.

"I don't know why you're here. I've heard no stories from the Three Princes."

As Duke Slay would expect, Remain did not ask Khalian anything. No, to be precise, I haven't asked you anything. So Remain knew nothing but that Callian had gone after Alan, who was angry with the defenders.

"Then I will say that you have nothing to apologize for. The conversation was fun and I heard about what happened at the front door. Of course, it seemed right that I should be scolded not to catch a pod unless I heard the explanation, but I finished well."

I doubted Le Maine's eyes.

I was wondering if it was right to hear that Callian just kicked Allan's ass. Allen's words continue before Remain even asked him about it.

"Your Grace, do you have a home in Cairys I could stay in?"

Le Maine's mind was complicated as she immediately emerged without explanation.