How to Live as the Enemy Prince

As you look through the painting, Randell's blue eyes move quietly.

'Roses are about to bloom.'

It didn't take me long to realize why I talked to him every morning. At that moment, I could see the intent of the eyes.

I also learned why Callian prepared for this situation. I'd say we know exactly what Silica's been doing to Callian.

Now that he understands the situation, Randall is thinking about what to do.

I'll raise Calian's hand.

Or take a step back, as you always have.

Randall's gaze reaches Callian. And it slowly drifted away.

Instead, his feet fall off the ground. First of all, I decided to be Calian's horse.

I wondered how that rose would bloom.

Then there was Plants, who was sitting alone in a chair. And then, after a massive ripple in the ballroom, I emptied into my mouth the wine that had been poured from Randall's.

Honestly, Randall was more surprised that Plants would say what he had done back and forth than he did by putting Silica in the corner himself. I watched Plants walk away as if it were nothing rough for a long time.

After everything Plants has done for him, he has to put his foot back down.

After Plants left, Silica left the banquet hall looking like she had been greatly humiliated. The Knights of Caera did not stop the prince and queen from leaving because Remain had no other instructions.

"Come on, the treatment."

Le Maine has summoned a healer.

The necklace made of Serenti's novelty began to glow gradually, and a dazzling white glow began to gleam. The healer reaches out to Calian's body.

At the same time, a translucent shield of red light wraps around Kalian. The wind knocks the healing spirits on the shield and collides with each other.

- Phage!

It was not just a shield.

Everyone has seen that the red light that surrounds the shield covers the white light, so that Serenti's energy disappears in vain, not even close to Calian.

It was the Great Shield of the 6 Circles that stopped the power of the mystic body.

"You tell him to die."

And then there was the Wizard.

Le Maine's eyes turned fiercely.

Alan, who had sent his shield in a hurry to protect Callian's body, walked into the banquet hall in full swing, and said first.

"I already have a circle in my heart. If you go into Divine Power like that, things will only get worse."

The healer, who was unable to properly examine Kalian's body while rushing to get rid of her, leaves her hand in shock.

Instead of reprimanding the healer, Alan manages his magic again towards Calian. This time it was not a no-show. Along with a few short spells, the starter words spill from Alan's mouth.

[abdendant]

It was a magic that made me feel no pain, which I had only used once. Soon, you can see Calian's face relaxing. Alan opens his mouth to Remain, looking down silently.

"I blame myself for this, so I'll take one later."

Alan himself apologized for letting Callian do this, shouting so loudly at Le Maine.

* * *

A relaxing evening.

White paper falls like rain in the sky in the streets of Astricia, surrounded by many nobles. On the paper, there was a lot of information about the number of people who were 'presumed to have died by the Silike and Bricene families.

And shortly thereafter, there was news like the power of the blue wall.

- Someone tried to poison the three princes, and King Remain nominated Queen Silica.

The nobles' gaze falls on the paper in their hands.

'Since she is the queen who reaches out to the prince, she will be right to harm all those who were before her.'

'If the queen had killed so many people, even the prince who was a threat to the Three Horses would not have remained silent.'

The attempted assassination of Calian and the crimes committed by Bricen have been intertwined, and they appear to be each other's testimony.

Over the next few days, Cairosis suffered a proper hurricane.

There was much confusion that even Khalian could not have anticipated that one Freya's death would bring about.

People associated with known victims gathered to confirm the facts of the data.

People refused to deal with the Bricen Merchant Guild, and the students who were in the Bricen Knights Sanctuary got out of line. Every morning, the procession of the nobles greeting the Marquis of Brissen is decidedly reduced.

It was clear that if any evidence was found, the square of Hartsara would be stained with blood, so he did not want to help in wetting the square with Brycen.

Eventually, when the paper requesting the removal of Silica was sneaking around, the Earl of Brissen closed the gate for a moment.

In addition, the Gift Boxes are stacked up again in Calian's room.

The nobles were praying for Kalian's swift recovery. Of course, that was the reason.

"You must have been in a hurry."

While looking at the gifts piled up and uninvited guests, Kalian looks beyond the curtain and says, His voice was somewhat silent, but not losing his cool.

When Silica came to visit, she lowered the bedroom curtain. It was because it was difficult to face the guests because they were sick.

Shortly after, the scent of Renaissance spread, and Calian turns to Jan, who was standing next to him.

"Give me the window. My head hurts."

My flower prince has a headache!

Jan makes a commotion and opens all the windows on the room and terrace wide. The scent of Renoir flies out the window. Silica bites her lower lip tightly.

"So · · · · · · · · ·."

After all the windows are open, Kalian's voice spills out.

"What brings you here? Silike."

Callian allowed Allan and Remain to finish the job, but Remain left the exchange entirely to him. I risked my life, so I told him to take my own price.

Silica, who was standing silently for a while, sat on Callian's couch. Calian frowns at your whimsical behavior, but is not obstinate enough to tell you to get back up.

Soon Silica opened her mouth.

"The Wizard's Guild's been a little busy."

Callian smiles silently. Rather than laughing because it's funny, it was more like a ridiculous laugh.

What happened during the time of the blackouts was reported to Jan and known to everyone. So I know now that silica is the perfect acronym.

Of course, I didn't expect to apologize on my knees as soon as I got here, but I didn't think it would come out so confidently.

Kalian clears his smile and replies.

"You're not making any sense."

That's exactly what Silica said to Callian a week ago.

Silica remained silent for a while. Then Calian sighs for a short while, waiting for her next words. As soon as I opened my eyes in a week, I received the message and was welcoming an uninvited guest in less than 30 minutes.

Because of this, Calian opened his mouth with a somewhat exhausted tone that made him unwilling to deal with.

"I had a long rest thanks to your consideration."

Whether Callian remembered that day, Silica's gaze reached the edge of the dress for a moment.

"By the way, I almost went to the afterlife to rest, so I don't think I'll be able to see you much longer."

"· · · · · · · One by one."

Only then did Silica open her mouth. My voice was trembling because I had no idea that the day I was going to tell Callian, and not anyone else, would come.

"Maybe we should make a trade."

"I wish we had said that a week ago."

Calian slowly shakes his head. Of course, Silica could not see beyond the curtain, so she added that.

"From what I hear, you're a lot more crowded than I expected. What to do."

Callian leans back against the head of the bed, taking a moment to speak.

"Let's hear what you have prepared."

Silica barely seemed to swallow something. She said what she wanted, not hiding her forcibly speaking teas.

"If the data is not true, I will not disagree with what you are preparing."

Beyond the curtain, I heard a small laugh for a moment. Callian pierces Silica's weakness with a voice that still lingers.

"I heard from the king that the list of candidates for the concubine has been posted. But I wonder if it really is a harem. Or the new queen. I'm not sure yet. Did you know?"

Silica chewed on her lips.

The hurricane that hit Cairosis was bigger than I expected.

Silica is in a much deeper prison than she expected. It's hard to get it out just by creating a Wizard Bandit.

So he changed his mind, too.

"Besides, you don't need the queen's permission to build an army in the first place. Tell me something else."

Silica did not answer. It's because they didn't bring anything else with them. Moreover, Silike said this with a grip, since the answer will be fixed anyway.

"Tell me what you want."

Callian nods, without any further delay.

"The sound of the sword slamming on the land ruled by the descendants of the Sispanians must be heard aloud."

I did not know what to say. Silica looks at Kalian's bedroom with an uncomfortable look. Inside, a relaxed and still quiet voice continues.

"Knight Pavel, physics."

Pavel!

Silica jumped out of bed.

The Royal Cairys Crisis Squad was originally just Raon and Karen.

Pavel was a knight given to Silica by Earl Brissen for the purpose of suppressing Caera, the so-called "King's Sword."

So now Callian is saying, "Give me the sword of Silica." I risked my life to take away the opponent's weapon.

"Dismantle Pavel. Create Wizards."

Callian, who was not interested in how surprised Silica was, said again like a wedge. It was a very resolute voice, as if it would not give a compromise.

You hear a squeal in your debt, and Callian adds a slightly lighter tone.

"Take back the maid you left with me."

Bleeding disappeared from Silica's face. Callian gave Silica a long time to think about it. And after his patience, Silica slowly sat down and replied.

"· · · · · · · I'll do that."

Calian's lips paint a long arc.

Instead of reassuring Silica's decision, Calian immediately looked at Jan.

"Bring it to me."

"Yes, Prince."

Yan leaves the bedroom with the thing lying on the side table as if waiting. And I gave it to Silica.

It was a vow containing the seal of the oath.

The promises were inscribed on each other's hearts, and if they broke, they were enchanted by the magic that tightened their hearts.

I could see Silica frowning at her vows. I didn't really know whether it was surprising that I had it all prepared, irritating because I didn't like the contents of the transaction, or both. It was none of his business.

Callian says it's just a natural procedure.

"Because your trust relationship with me is not that strong."

Silica closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath and signed the pledge. Then the letters that were written with the things that Silica had to protect came to light, and they appeared to form a long band. They climbed up on the arm of Silica and disappeared. It's headed for the heart. Of course, Kalian had the same restrictions.

Silica, who finished the job, stood up with a face that was clearly scaled compared to a week ago. Callian opens his mouth to see her like that.

"Ah. I'm just saying I think you might be mistaken for a brother."

Silica pauses.

However, he did not turn his head toward the bedroom.

"Plants didn't say that for me."

A banquet hall horse that brought silica into this area.

Silica's eyes glowed coldly, recalling her betrayal of her son. Kalian chuckles and kicks his tongue as he feels beyond the curtain.

"You're telling me a story I'm not really curious about."

"If only you had one more word there."

Remain madder than I thought.

I don't know how it got out.

"The king's sword would have struck the queen's head on the spot."

Silica, standing still, walked out one step at a time.