How to Live as the Enemy Prince

< Chapter 9. Check (5) >

Bam.Rain. A bar.

It's a great combination. Callian thought that for a moment.

If there's anything that doesn't fit, it's 15 boys who went through the rain that night and found a bar. Or is that what you're seeing?

You find something very strange in the place where you think there will be a group of blue soles, and your lips are shown below the robe, just like they will someday.

"Maybe I was too impatient."

Callian said, looking at the woman with the sea head who was wiping the glass standing inside the bar.

No one can endure without praising his appearance. The woman was beautiful enough not to hang out with this bar. In a way, it was much more beautiful than silica.

That's why it's weird.

In a bar run by a beautiful woman like that, on a rainy night.

There's no one here and there's blood everywhere.

The woman with long lashes lowers her cup and raises her head quietly. Calian looks at her and opens his mouth in a low voice.

"Those outside just followed me."

"Don't worry, I'm not cruel enough to send swords to unrelated people. And they're a pain in the ass."

It was obvious that she was waiting for Kalian, so the woman smiled and replied, worrying about the remains of the disturbance and Kiri outside.

Calian's buyout is faint.

"Seems cruel enough to send a bow to a man in need and a young elf. Thank goodness."

"They became related."

The woman smiles again and receives the words of Kalian.

Callian glances at the seven corpses lying behind her. During the day, they shoot arrows at Calian's group. The woman who followed Kalian's gaze looked at the same place, said.

"So were they."

A woman with blue sea hair, a blue seagull, said.

* * *

Looking at Alan who came to see him in the middle of the night, Le Maine naturally pulled out her glasses. I thought I'd pull out another batch of paperwork. Alan laughs when he sees it.

"I just came to ask you a question, so you can relax."

"It can't be."

Alan smiles, smiling at Remain, as his face begins to show.

"I've lost a lot of faith."

Then Remain took off his glasses and went to the couch.

Remain said as he looked at the wizard who was sitting across from his pretense without even suggesting it.

"You came at this hour to ask me a question. You're an informant now, dealing with the crown keeper."

Alan indifferently said, even though he was unhappy with the sudden late visit.

"The other day, I remembered you were looking at the answer to my question. So we need to put someone we know well in front of us and make it hard to see."

In the past, when Alan sought to form a Wizard's Bandit, the documents Remain was looking at related to the Shrine's residence. It was Allan who came to the palace on his way because he remembered giving Finjan that he would not see such a thing.

"I've always wondered how long the Temple of Tensyl has been where Cairus is."

Remain frowns slightly. It was a response to asking about Tensyl's kidney at this point.

"I don't know if you know what you're asking, or if you're really curious."

This time, Alan's eyebrows move.

"Is there anything else about Tensyl's Faith?"

"The envoys of Tensyl were on it."

Alan was aware of the sudden death from Tensyl. Of course, we didn't know the reason for the visit.

Remain stares at his desk for a moment.

"There are fourteen Catholic churches in Cairys now, and I will find and take them all except the one in the royal palace. Don't ask for any more." "

Of course, those little, powerless Tensyl envoys couldn't have come to a country full of Cairys and said something so aggressive. You may say you said it back and forth, but it wasn't a happy situation for Cairys anyway.

"I never asked for a priest in a tensyllable in Cairys in the first place, but it's offensive to come out like that."

Even the healer in the royal palace, who sent her as a memorial to the marriage of Aisha and Remain, Princess of Tensyl.

Everyone knew that the healing power of the synagogues was very effective. But it wasn't enough to make a gentle noise to the tensile in Cairys, wanting to send a priest. Le Maine was not the one who asked me to give up such a thing.

"He commemorates this kind of thing, and he sends his priests on my own, saying as if he was forcibly taking it away from Cairys."

Alan laughs in a small voice as he listens to Remain. It was because Le Maine, who was telling me what had happened with Tensyl, seemed like a child who was preaching the verse saying that it was unfair.

"I don't know how much more tired I am, but it's getting harder. I don't want to reveal the situation. I have to take the High Septon with me."

Remain nods.

"I thought so."

"So what did you do?"

"I thought I'd hang them all while searching for the synagogues."

Alan knew he wouldn't say that. Remain unaware that the war against Tensyl will begin at that moment.

"You can't just go to war over what's happening to you because it's only in the interests of Brissen. I told Randall I'd put up with him once. I told you to find him and take him because he's not taking care of himself."

"Well done. Anyway, let me know. It's Prince Kalian's question, not mine."

Le Maine's forehead wrinkled again. Lemaine also received a report about where Calian is, so he made a gesture.

"If you've already arrived at the Shrine, why do you ask?"

"Where are you referring to?"

Alan suddenly felt strange somewhere. I didn't hear the details, but Calian asked me as if there were no priests around.

"Latran. Before Tensyl started the war with the desert, he gave a priest to Earl Latran in Tensyl. We may have gotten off on the wrong foot, but we had a pretty good time with Earl Randall back then. Looks like you didn't get your priest back after all."

Alan hasn't spoken for a while. Le Maine's voice continues.

"Is something wrong?"

Alan quickly returns his frowning face and shakes his head. Then I quickly brought up the excuses I had made.

"No, I think you wanted to be seen by the High Priestess because her maid child is a healer."

"I don't think so."

I don't like Le Maine's face looking at Allen. Alan smiles softly.

"I guess I really lost faith. You don't believe me."

"Who would believe me if I came to the King's Office at this hour to ask such a question?"

Well, you're right. Alan gave me an excuse to tell you the truth.

"I don't really know the details, so can I come back tomorrow? I think it's best to tell this story to the prince. Anyway, no Earl Latran or anyone else in this world will have the luxury of harming Prince Cairys, so don't worry."

I had to get out of the palace before I could get word to Kalian, so there was nothing I could do. He replied with a face that Remain was not full of compromises.

* * *

When Calian saw the blue sole bird standing behind his usual groom, he took off his robe and laid it down beside him in a hurry.

"I thought I knew who I was during the day to attack my people."

"I knew it. I left him talking. It was reckless."

Following that gaze, the blue seagull turned around and saw the same thing.

The blue sole bird appears to have followed the elf, Luca, after telling them not to attack the Khalian group. But her group forced her to shoot arrows at Calian, and that's how she ended up with seven bodies.

Calian notices the situation and nods slowly. Then he looked up and asked with a passing tone.

"So now I'm related?"

He asks if the blue sole intends to attack Kalian.

"I was going to say yes."

The blue sole stares at Calian for a while. Soon, the blue seagull releases his hand from the sword he hid. With him, Calian's razor-sharp life disappears. I looked at Kalian and said that the blue sole bird was curious.

"It's not going to be easy."

Callian asks something else, instead of answering her.

"Is the elf you followed already dead?"

"It was hard to chase an elf who was fleeing through the forest. I have a headache whether I'm going to chase him again or give up. So when I came back, I had more headaches."

Calian looks back at the dead. The blue seagull turns his head and looks at the same thing again.

"I don't like the pursuit of the living prince or the knights. We haven't been harmed in any way. Can you go back? Then I'll take my hands off the kid."

"I've come all this way to meet you, and you just want me to go back."

Kalian shakes his head.

"Just ask me a few questions and I'll be back."

The blue sole, which seemed to be worrying for a moment, nods.

"Until you have the right questions, I'll answer you properly."

"If you're not a priest, why did you find something?"

Kalian's question immediately popped out.

"It's quite expensive these days."

"That means you were selling the old stuff."

The blue sole drank from the glass.

A slightly frowned blue sole replied because of the smell of dark alcohol.

"I often feel a bit sad just for my job."

You said you came all the way here to sell something you earned while playing tricks on Cairosis.

At that moment, you feel a weak magical energy in Calian's fingers.

She doesn't know what Allen's looking for, but she puts some magic into the ring. I immediately heard Alan's voice.

Prince, Earl Latran has a priest.

- You mean he already had a priest?

When I asked him about the High Septon, he said, "Be there or be not."

- Right away, sir. By the way, Master, do the High Septons use a lot of priesthood? as many times as I have to keep living.

One or two will take a decade.

The blue sole said as if he had been selling something.

It was that the Buddha did not live to write it himself.

Kalian raises his head and asks again for the blue sole.

"Is the messenger in Latran now? There's no reason to sell in this countryside. Cairysis will make it easier to find the High Septon."

"No one has ever paid more than that buyer. I've always had a kite."

"Someone who originally had a kite and a pickax in Cecretia? '

"I thought you said you had something to do with Cecretia's settling, and then buying and selling new things."

It sounds to me like someone sold Cairys' information to the blue sole bird and is now buying new items instead of buying information.

Kalian's glabella frowns. Soon, Kalian asked me one last question.

"The buyer. Is this Earl Hale Lat?"

"I don't think that's an appropriate question."

The blue sole smiled.

It was like expressing positivity by not answering.

- Hale Latran. who hides his shrine, buys his worthless priests for a high price, and has kites with secritian timbers. I think it's a little strange.

The traffic seems unusual.

I think I should check it out.

Calian's eyes sank deeper.