How to Live as the Enemy Prince

I have a message for you, Master.

- Yes, go ahead.

- Rachel Grace and Veronica Manasil are here. We met briefly today.

Riverne was different from Cairys, and Rachel was the same, saying that even if she married Cairys, she wouldn't change her name to her family name. He used his last name, not 'Manasil'.

Alan greets you when he hears you.

- Very well.

- Looks like we're going back to the capital together.

- You should come with me. If you come with me, you'll survive, even if not as long as the Elves walk through the forest.

- What do you mean?

- Rachel's a good wizard. I'm also a professor at the Magic School teaching students, but I personally study movement magic.

- Oh, yeah. If the Siegfried Ball arrives earlier than expected · · · · · · ·.

- You've already helped.

Only then did I know why Slay, who was on patrol, was able to get there sooner than expected. It was because Slay was returning from scouting and met Rachel.

As soon as she finished her conversation with Alan and returned to the castle, she called Rachel and Arsen to the reception room.

"I called you both because I want you to be ready."

"Yes, Prince. What would you like to prepare?"

"The land of Cairys is too vast."

This is how Kalian got lucky.

Cairis is vast. It's too wide.

As I came to Siegfried's territory, I realized this. Takes months to get the duc back and forth from the capital. It's bigger than I imagined.

By the way.

The Sispanian said to Callian, "Come back."

Meeting the Sispanians was not a big objection, but I didn't want to waste any more time on the road to come back to Siegfried.

"It's a waste of time commuting to and from the capital. Meeting the Elves again to shorten the road is not worth considering."

Arsen nods without another word.

"So I decided I wanted to shorten the travel time between regions."

If we can move each region quickly, we can operate the Wizards' Balkans much more efficiently. No matter how the princes' fights spread, if only one turned it into a civil war, the time to travel would naturally be several times more advantageous.

Calian reminds me of what I've been thinking about for a while.

"What you need to do to reduce travel time is to move space, and of course you need to move space. So I'm going to build a space movement magician around Cairys."

A space movement enchantment that will allow you to travel between the Cairys regions in a snap. I thought about making it, and I found the two perfect people to build the magic circle.

A wizard who studies movement magic.

And a wizard with nothing to do.

"Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Arsenal's face says something's coming.

In other words, he was expressing his face that he had not slept for a while.

In fact, when Callian first got interested in space travel, he had already made anxious predictions that it was likely to come to him. Moreover, while Calian was joining us, Arsen heard about what Rachel was working on.

Calian, who pretends not to know the look on Arsen's face, talks to Rachel first.

"I've heard there's a movement magic group in Libern that runs through each area."

"Yes. It's more than just that, it's made very well. It's expensive, but it's available to anyone with money."

Kalian doesn't know exactly what space travel is yet. Moreover, the sorcery faction was not an old Kalyan specialty. So Calian nods appropriately to Rachel's answer and asks again.

"Like I said, I want to build it in Cairys. But it could be a long way from Libern. Would it be difficult?"

Rachel has already helped rebuild the Libern Movement Wizard many times. I also knew how to solve long-distance travel.

"It doesn't matter if it's a long way."

When Calian sees that it's nothing, he smiles satisfactorily. And Arsen looked very relieved.

But Kalian's words were not finished.

Kalian added the most important condition.

"Excellent. But I must use only my own forces for now." It is not beneficial to build a magic circle that anyone can use in situations where they don't know what kind of disputes will arise with my two older brothers. "

Rachel asked, slightly frowning at her glances.

"In Libern, we guard the sorcerer himself. By the way, do you mean to prevent outsiders from using the enchantment itself, not the security facilities in the area where the enchanted movement is located?"

Callian replies with a smile on his face.

"That's right. The good ones should be exclusive."

It is the eternal truth.

Rachel replies, thinking that there is a corner that resembles Allen that somehow makes her smile.

"I never applied those conditions. It's hard to tell right now, but I'll think about it."

Rachel, who came to be in charge of training for the Wizards, handed over her homework before she even arrived in Cairysis. Kalian smiles as he apologizes and thanks you.

"Yes, thank you."

After that, Kalian opens his mouth to Arsen.

"I'd like Lord Hertz to think about that, too."

Arsen asked.

"Is there anyone in the capital who might object?" I think it would be right to say the word to His Majesty first. "

"It is natural to speak, but you will not disagree. The other forces won't be opposed forever, so that's fine. So even if you don't do it right now, it's a good idea to plan ahead so you can get started as soon as the time comes."

I'm going to make it somehow, so don't say anything else, but think about it.

By the way, Prince, Arsen was unable to tell if you were a wizard or not, and headed that way to the library at Siegfried Castle.

* * *

After meeting Rachel and Arsen, Calian goes to Slayman.

"There's a good place to talk quietly."

The place where Slayman was happy to respond to the conversation was not at all expected by Kalian.

Usually, you don't talk in the reception or the study or the administration room.

Kalian looked around Van Slay's private study room awkwardly, intensely sweating completely away from the scent of a subtle tea or silent book.

"It's worth sitting on again."

Only Slay, who had not noticed Calian's awkwardness, pointed to the log on one side of the training room and said:

Eventually, Calian's smile bursts.

If Jan had seen it, he would have been in a commotion right now, but without any thanks to Kalian, he said, sitting comfortably on the log.

"If you think about it, I'd like to ask you to come with me to the palace. I want to see what it's like to be with a teacher."

It was because I couldn't even imagine what it would be like if the two of them were together like they didn't resemble each other.

A word of pure goodwill with no other intention or intention.

As soon as I had to leave Siegfried's land, Slay nodded gladly and replied, expressing his regret about not seeing Slayman often.

"I wish I could tell the prince to stay here and keep up with me on the sword."

Soon, there were difficult conversations between the two to have at the listening position. Jan's bluntness has become the main story. Jan believes that Kalian has only mastered martial arts a little, and Slayman smiles with tears.

Slayman did not doubt or wonder how he was able to handle his errors overnight. There was a lot of suspicion, but it wasn't particularly important, and Calian didn't explain it for the same reason.

Since then, Le Maine's attitude towards the princes has changed a bit, and it wasn't until she heard more about Allen's monotony that the subject came out of Calian's mouth.

"I met with the Sispanians today, Siegfried Ball."

"Yes, I know. What conversation did you have with the Sispanian will?"

"No, not willingly."

Slayman's eyes widen as he notices what Kalian's words mean.

"Don't tell me."

Callian nods and opens his mouth to a question he cannot answer.

"Yes. We've met."

The big smile that was always on Slayman's face disappears and reappears. Soon it became a loud laugh.

"Hahaha! I knew it! I thought you were alive!"

He was the family owner who had protected the empty nest of the dead dragon for 500 years, even if it existed. Would you be happy to know that the Sispanians are alive?

That's why Slayman laughed for a long time after that.

"Good. Our family was not stubborn for nothing."

"Yes, I think so."

Callian brings back what he was going to say.

"I don't know if the Sispanians are coming here in person, but I think I'll see them again soon."

At that, Slayman looks surprised once more.

Kalian stands at the forefront of the conversation he had with Arsen a moment ago.

"So, anyway, I want to make way for Cairosis and Siegfried to go back and forth a little faster. Starting with the connections between Cairosis in the north and Siegfried in the south, I'm thinking of expanding my Movement Wizards throughout Cairos. And I asked him to talk to me about it, to get permission from the ball."

"The Movement Wizard · · · · · · · · My opinion is also important, but will you allow it."

Slayman said with a face that was not so positive.

"We know that Cairis has a royal family, and we have heard that the Movement Wizard increases the risk of external intrusion."

"I know. If the ball agrees with you, maybe we can connect the path to Whitlin, even if it's not Cairosis."

Whitrin, Calian territory, is four days from Cairysis. Therefore, if it is difficult to connect to the capital, we will create a magic camp on Calian's own soil.

Kalian's words continue.

"If I'm going to build, I'm going to restrict it to those with my permission. And the Movement Wizard that will be set up here will be built more than a day away from Siegfried Foreign Affairs. If at any time you feel the enchantment is a danger to the safety of this place, you can remove it."

When this is all explained, Slayman nods, thinking for a moment.

"If Your Majesty approves, I will not object to building in more than a day's distance."

"Thank you. And I have one more favor to ask you."

"Yes, go ahead."

Callian smiles and raises his hand at Slayman's words. As the sharp energy settles on the tip of Calian's hand, Manga begins to coalesce.

Only Slay, who saw it, smiled and said,

"Are you applying for a duel? You brought the prince here with that thought, but it's good that you brought him out first!"

"It's similar to the Dalian, but slightly different."

When Calian pauses, the aggregated Mana grows to the size of an apple. Slayman's eyes saw it, and there was a sharp light.

A shape I've never seen before.

It was no fire, no ice, no wind, nothing new.

The mass was the energy of pure error that Calian had erased all attributes and had become the source of the circle.

Callian makes a deafening voice, looking at the agglomerates, with many pieces of glass intertwined.

"It's made of the energy of error. A common error should be placed on top of the medium, but luckily, I can use magic together. The way the wizards use it is to concentrate the magic and then aggregate the errors, allowing for unmediated error expression."

Right now, Kalian is the first person Slayman has seen as he ponders deeply for days.

It was easy to say, but it was never an easy way to work with error and magic together.

"It is good for our family that the Sispanian nature remains, and it is good for the prince that the blessing of the Sispanian does the right thing."

Kalian smiles silently.

Bern, who was actually a sorcerer, entered the body of the enchanted ancient Khalian, so that would be possible, but he could not elaborate on it.

"Anyway, I was going to ask you,"

Calian closes his eyes for a moment and focuses, and the Mana agglomerates begin to shift. As I gradually grew in length, I became thinner, and immediately I created a 'sword'.

Slay, who saw it, unwittingly stretched out.

Kalian's words continue.

"I want to use this as my sword. I haven't used it properly yet. We don't know the precise intensity or sharpness of it."

"Do you want to confirm that?"

"Yes. It's hard to fathom how much power I have. Now that I've met the ball, I want to make sure it's the right one."

Slay is the only one who finally understands what Kalian wants. The widespread smile on his face points towards Calian's "sword."

Slay says briefly.

"Come."

A blue error has appeared on Slayman's sword.

At the same time, Kalian's new brother disappeared.