How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Eila's sword falls from her bare hands.

Blood spilled from the deep cut fell on top of it.

After a short while, Eila opens her mouth, barely able to hear her voice, like a split salt, from the scorching sun.

"How · · · · · · · · ·?"

How to know the name, how to find a new dealer.

How you're already on the sword path.

It was a question of many questions, and a light of the same meaning appeared in his eyes, but he had no intention of telling me a single thing.

Immediately, Calian steps forward and looks into Eila's eyes. He reaches out and grabs her chin tightly. Eila says a single word without my knowledge.

"Ugh!"

The tax collectors always tried to get the poison out, but there was no poison found anywhere in Eila's mouth. It wasn't already poisoned. Kalyan disappears that he's been without the poison himself.

"Eila."

When Callian calls back, Eila flinches her shoulder. Callian said in a low voice.

"Tell me. Proof."

Would I lie to you that none of that was ever there?

If I let you go here, I'll give it to you.

I thought a lot of thoughts flashed through Eila's head and repeatedly disappeared. Eila, who was looking for a way out of here, asked, because she knew she would die that way if she was caught like this.

"Will you let me go if I tell you?"

"Now?"

Kalian bites back with a expressionless face.

After spending his life attacking everything, he's now begging for his life. So what more chance can you give us? Callian says again.

"They say the Czechs are poisonous, but not you."

and adds to it like a soliloquy.

"I don't know if it's not or not."

It was hard for Eila to understand exactly what she meant. Just looking at Calian's face, I didn't seem to have the slightest intention of saving him.

Immediately, Eila stands up with her waist bent toward Calian. He pointed to the pieces of the sword scattered across the floor. I'm trying to find a way to live because I won't let you live.

"The Sword of the Sword was broken at once. I'm not a knight, but I carry a sword worse than a guard. Why?"

Eila mentioned his sword when she saw it. Kalyan stares at Eila without answering. Eila opens her mouth again, interpreting the following words.

"We don't know that around here. You're hiding your skills, aren't you?"

Aelle looks at Kalyan with a glimpse of luck. It's because I saw Kalian clench his fist slightly. Eila says without stopping.

"You better let me go. Otherwise, I'm gonna tell all the knights out there what I just saw."

Kalian has clearly given us a chance.

I'll close my eyes to everyone. Just leave the evidence.

I gave you a chance to save her somehow.

Calian's silent mouth finally gives you a small laugh.

- Oh, my God!

Suddenly, Callian grabs Eila by the collar and pulls her forward. Then you look closely into Eila's face and grind her teeth and say, "Fierce."

"If you wanted to live like this, if you would have asked me to live, you shouldn't have done things that would have died in front of me!"

Calian's life explodes and presses Aila down. The red eye flashes like it's going to swallow her right away.

Eila's face is instinctively frightened.

"Don't count on it. You've come too far for that."

No one will ever know what's inside Kalian now. You wouldn't dare to empathize or imagine. Calian looks at the ceiling for a moment and turns his head toward the pouring rain.

After a long time, life gradually dispersed.

After returning to her usual face and voice, Callian looks at Eila and says,

"Not a great secret to trade for your life. So just give me proof. Then I'll make sure you don't take any other interrogations."

Attempted assassination of the royal family. Of course it's a beheading. Whether it's known as a seizure or an assassin, there will be torture to spit out everything you've hidden. I said I would let you avoid it.

Eila grins.

It's because I never thought I'd die like this. Because of this, she decided that she needed to clear her conscience by dying without ever telling her where the evidence was.

Calian opened his mouth again as if he had read his mind.

"If we're going to interrogate him, we won't. I was going to call someone."

Eila looks at Kalian with frowned eyes again. Kalian makes a horse with a dry face.

"White Repair. He'll interrogate him."

I meant it.

Since you betrayed both Cairys and Sacritia, you should share the power of punishment with them.

Then there was deep fear in Eila's eyes.

It was similar to what it looked like when you were dealing with Kalian's life.

Khalian knows well the cruelty of the White Repair against the traitors. Chase saw the body of the traitor tracked down by the White Repair and couldn't hand over rice for more than three days.

Eila doesn't seem to know that the one who shows the bottom of life to those who turn their backs on her.

"The building next to the bar. Third compartment of stairs going down to the basement."

As soon as he said,

* * *

Eila is captured and taken to the dungeon.

The eggs and knights began to spy for themselves. Kalian's strict orders were not to let them escape until the royal knights arrived and were transported to Cairysis.

And Khalian instructed both of the men who went to Hanson Village with Kiri and the rest of the knights, except for six, to keep an eye on Eila and Norton, to search the place and the tavern.

While the servants of the castle were transporting some of Calian's belongings to another noble room in the castle, Calian went to the dungeon alone. I was on my way to Norton, not Eila I didn't want to face anymore.

After a brief bite, Calian gives Norton a small piece of paper. Norton, who took it, grumbles.

"What, this?"

Callian smiles and replies.

"Eat it in the morning."

Callian said that, and left without any further words or explanations. Expanded, it was a piece of sugar he had hidden away. Norton didn't know what it was, but he just felt like he couldn't do it anymore, so he took it well and hid it in his heart.

After returning to the room, Calian takes a piece of paper with nothing written on it and writes something down. It was a letter asking for forgiveness from Malcolm Cetish, who was very helpful in catching Cairys' felon. After sealing it, he handed it over to Jan and said,

"You can tell the butler."

Jan replied willingly.

* * *

Meanwhile, that time.

Hale Latran was walking around the room anxiously. I was already chewing through my missing fingernails.

Calian's room is filled with assassins. The whole castle shakes and fights to make a hole in the wall. But Kalian doesn't explain it or speculate about it.

Besides, Malcolm's gone.

I was going to say something if I came back because I couldn't see it at some point, but I didn't come until the night was over.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Hail bites her nails again, frustrated by the frustration. One of her servants brings her a small, stone-dried letter and goes home. It was the news from Jeonseo-gu.

"No way, they searched the palace."

It could have happened, but I wasn't worried about the house.

Hale didn't leave any evidence, anyway. Moreover, Hale sent a messenger this morning to inform Renan Brysen of the situation and ask for help. That's how much effort they've put into this work so far.

Hale opens his letter, thinking about preparing well in advance.

And I opened my eyes.

It wasn't from his house.

- You'll need someone to defend you. So I explained to Queen Silike what you were selling for help. So rest assured. Alan Manasil

A letter drops from Hale's hand.

I think I need to find out how far Kalian knows. Is it true that "something" in Alan Manasil's letter really means something new?

Hale hurries out of the room. Then I changed my mind and came back.

"No, I'm sure that wizard with the knucklehead already knows how to write a letter. I'm tired of grumbling and yelling at the common man's children. Let's just hide it."

Hale locks the door on the room. In the meantime, there were some things that should be hidden in case this secret space was revealed while being searched by the one sent from the royal family. The Marquis of Silicon or Brissen must never know.

I'm tired!

I had bought it from the blue sole, but I was trying to get it out of the Bricen Merchant Guild.

- Bloop!

As I turned the clock on the bedroom stove, the bookshelf next to the bedroom made a small sound.

And I saw a lot of valuables piled up inside. Hale takes out a box in the far corner in a fast-paced pace without giving them a glance.

Then I took off the lid for a moment to check what was in it.

I saw quite a collection of old habits. This should have been enough to buy you a fortune, but Lennon saved it up to negotiate a little more with Brycen, and then this problem arose.

Having regretted it, Hale quickly closed the lid on the box and woke up.

"Thank you."

And then I heard this.

Hale raises his head in surprise. There was a man's head hanging open before his eyes. Then my head, neck, shoulders, and torso appeared gradually, as if drawing in the air.

Hale takes a deep breath and sits there, facing an unexpected situation.

"Nu, who are you?"

He looked familiar somewhere.

The Wizard who found Callian wet in the rain the night before · · · · · · · ·.

Wizard!

Soon, his whole body is revealed, and he sees Hale and introduces himself later. Laughter was a serious face that could not be found.

"Wizard. Arsen Hertz."

Eila and Calian had a fight that prevented anyone from opening the enchanted door because the only wizard who could open it was hiding in Hale's room.

Of course, the reason for this was to find the body, which is evidence that neither Deacon Malcolm nor I could not conceal.

The more abundant the evidence, the better.

The transaction history on paper is of course important, but wouldn't it be better to have something this prominent?

As a result, Arsen Hertz, who had been hiding in Hale's room for hours, opened his mouth in a very respectful manner while maintaining the transparency magic of the 4 circles.

"I'll use it as well as you found it."

Arsenal snatches the chest from Hale's bewitched hands. Then he suddenly said with a face as if something had come to mind.

"And · · · · · · · · · ·. I will give this message to the wizard cub and the commoner's son, Prince Charming, that the Earl has delivered it without resistance. No, thanks."

Hale's face is whitened.

A faint breath squeezes out of his lips.