How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Obviously, Jan is a lot sloppy somewhere.

Jan's job is to protect Kalian right next to him in the first place. Long before the spirit of Bern entered Kalian's body, Jan was beside a man named Kalian.

Jan does not doubt the Kalian.

That doesn't mean Jan isn't interested in Kalian. Jan was clearly more important to Calian than anyone else. I never lost a taste for one of Kalian's habits.

Yan is not suspicious, so I have to be anxious.

It was only today that Khalian lived in doubt as to why Jan didn't think he was strange.

"Don't you remember Plants throwing a knife at you?"

"I know you threw the knife. But did you throw it at me?"

Jan was just a fool.

The morning after your conversation with Plants.

After preparing to go meet Silica in the slow rain, Calian decided to explain his work with Plants to Jan as well.

It reminds me of when Plants threw a knife at Jan in the breakfast a long time ago.

Neither Slayman nor Jan seemed to empathize much, but Jan was a precious disciple of the Duke. That's why Kalian wanted to see how upset Jan was about Plants' behavior and talk about it. Jan forgets that Plants had thrown his sword at him.

Obviously, Jan stood still that day, afraid that Plants would get even angrier if she avoided the flying knife. Then Kalian grabs the flying knife and hurts his hand.

Even though it was a blunt knife that cuts ham, it almost hurt myself. Isn't that something you should remember?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"You still have a scar on your hand. Just think about how angry I am!"

"Yes. Don't be mad, I get it."

After all, Kalian forgets the emotional entanglement of the unpleasant conversation he had with Plants the other day, and makes a meaningless smile.

"But when I talk to you again, I'll ask you for a proper apology."

"Talking?"

"I've decided to hold hands. Plants."

"Not Prince Randall, but Plants?"

"Yes."

Jan opens his eyes wide.

"Are you saying Plants turned his back on Silica? There's no reason for that."

"No, that's not it."

Calian takes a moment to think about Plants.

Plants seemed to have done all kinds of marching to become king because he couldn't stand the evil that Silica had done to make him king. I would have thought that Silica would give up, but Silica was not the one to give up my greed for that.

Then Plants would have seen the data that was released by the Wizard's Association. You must have known how much Silica had raised herself by taking lives.

"· · · · · · · ·."

Of course, you wouldn't have given up on silica in the first place.

Weren't these Plants trying to protect Silica by stealing Remain's words?

But in the end, they will realize that nothing can stop Silica, not death.

"I've folded my mind."

Instead of putting her predictions in her mouth, Calian only replies briefly.

Therefore, Jan, who was not very good at reading in people, did not fully understand why Plants changed his mind. Jan was not so keen on the fact that Calian's relationship with Plants had become somewhat different than before. However, I did not reveal such objections to Kalian.

"Then why have you been harassing the prince so much?"

"I didn't ask."

Khalian looks at Jan and replies.

Stumbling through the memories of the old Khalian, it was only when the others were together that Plants plagued Khalian. Wasn't it quiet the same day that Plants threw his sword at Jan before Randall arrived?

The reasons for the harassment were understandable, but Kalian did not intend to embrace Plants as he went along.

As long as there was a reason, the old Khalian, the only one who could understand and decide to forgive Plants, had already disappeared.

Already.

It's too late.

"We didn't hold hands to make up and get along."

This time, Kalian doesn't explain anything else, but simply talks. And then I woke up without any more words.

Now I'm going to see Silica.

"Would you mind taking a look at the silica separately?"

"Don't worry. It's gonna be okay."

Yann's face worries me again.

Khalian pretends not to see Yan's face.

"I'll be back, so tell the teacher to stop by before I go home today."

Yan asked with a nonsense face because of the other meaning of the words.

"You're not going to Heicia Palace by yourself, are you?"

"I'm going alone. Seeing Silica's face again would be enough for me."

"You're going there alone. Come with me. What would you do if something dangerous happened?"

Alan's worried about Kalian getting into an accident, and Jan's worried about Kalian getting into an accident.

"Don't worry."

After overconfidence, Kalian went alone to the Palace of Heicia, where Silica was.

* * *

In Silica's hand was a small letter.

The messenger sent to the Grey Brissen Change Bag was a messenger book sent before the White Sheep left for the royal palace.

The face of silica holding the letter was not as usual, but the hand holding the letter was bleached white enough to reveal an even line of blood.

- There doesn't seem to be any major injuries from looking at the change bag from afar. But we couldn't face it because mental stability is so important. They also investigated the servants of the castle, but no one opened their mouths.

"I looked from afar. I couldn't face it. It won't open its mouth."

- She asked me to go back and contact you when she recovers.

"Go back."

Silica's voice, reciting the contents of the letter, trembled.

I read and read the letter from Silica early in the morning. I sat still for a few hours.

"· · · · · · · Go back."

When dealing with the Queen's sender, be courteous enough and talk face to face. Even if it was Silica's brother, he should have treated her that way, even if the contents were not stipulated by the law.

By the way, according to the report, he completely ignored the maid who visited Grey and treated her like an uninvited guest.

"There is no great injuries, but go back." "

Silica mutters once again in a smiling voice.

Right now, the bridegroom has been standing next to Silica for several hours, unable to move a muscle. Nevertheless, the bride and groom couldn't help but notice Silica.

It's because I was just as angry as the day Silica broke all the Renaissance plants in this greenhouse.

Then, outside the greenhouse, a maid came in and spoke to the maid in a very small voice.

"Now · · · · · · · Prince Kalian · · · · · · · · · · ·."

It was that Kalian had just arrived.

There was no other way to pour oil on the fire.

Of course, it was right to make an appointment the day before. However, it was hard to fathom what would happen if Silica met Kalian now.

The bridegroom opened her mouth to Silica in a quiet voice.

"Change the promise with Prince Kalian to another day."

"No."

Silica finally raised her head, saying that it would be better to postpone the promise. And I put the letter in my hand. Silica, who gave it to the Maid of Honor, opened her mouth.

"Come in."

"Yes, my queen."

The servant lady who heard Silica's words hurriedly left the greenhouse and came back in with Calian.

- Buck, buck, buck.

The sound of Kalian's shoes quietly echoes through the greenhouse.

"It's been a while since I've seen you alone."

Soon, Callian sat across from Silica. Then he greeted Silica with his own eyes, and smiled at her with the same face that day.

"Silike."

Silica was missing.

It's because Callian called out his name again.

"Nothing has changed."

Immediately, a maid followed me in and left two cups of coffee. Then Silica gestured to go out to the bridegroom.

Silica opens her mouth again after the surroundings have been emptied.

"I'm not very pleased with your visit. What brings you here?"

"I came to give you something."

Calian takes something out of his arms and puts it on the table.

- Tak!

Last time I put down a poison that looked like sugar.

Silica looks at the stains on Calian's drawings and frowns slightly. It was a dark, dry blood stain that did not fit well on the coffee table.

Moreover, it was also something very familiar to Silica.

It was a bag of money that Silica handed over to Tail herself.

"Tale. He said he had it."

Callian opens his pocket and looks at the contents. I felt no hesitation touching the blood of the dead with my hands.

"That's a lot of money."

Callian closes his pocket again and throws it in front of Silike.

Seeing the pouch right next to his coffee cup, Silica frowned again.

"What are you doing?"

"Lord Hertz made your brother's wagon into firewood, and I've decided to ask him. But I don't want to send anyone to change. If you see any change bags, I need you to deliver them for me."

Callian picks up the money Silica gave the tail and returns it to Silica for Gray's Wagon.

"Though I think it was originally your money."

He was already convinced that it was Silica who sent the tail.

Silica slightly moves one eyebrow and says:

"I know what you mean."

"You don't know. You won't even remember meeting Tail that day."

Khalian cut off Silica's words with a bold face and a bold voice.

"I would never ask you to capture Lord Hertz appropriately and find out what happened between Grey and me."

Silica's laughter rises a little higher.

And I answered with a voice that did not go away with a smile.

"Yes, you don't remember."

In spite of that, Calian did not show much disturbance.

Silica could not figure out whether she was coming to threaten herself or for some other reason because of the tails. There's only one thing I know for sure. It was the fact that Kalian in front of you was too annoying.

"I don't know what makes you say that. The only thing you took from me was a knight. Looks like you've got quite the contributor for stealing one. I'm not as small as you think. So I want you to stop being so cocky."

I looked at Silica as if she was watching something really funny.

"A man that big has a very bad face."

"Do you see that?"

Kalian nods in awe.

"That's what I came here for."

Silica's face sank cold.

Because I thought of Grey for a moment. Kalian, who did not miss it, is a horse with the same cold face.

"· · · · · · Or if it's a bird."

New!

Silica's eyes changed.

Callian was clearly talking about the Book of Books from Grey. A quick thought passed through Silica's head.

'I completely changed the attitude of the change bag when I returned home. The change bag was disconnected on the way to Cairosis. The last time you contacted me was delayed in purchasing a new wagon from the territory of Endysia. But I had to buy a new wagon because.'

It was reported that Calian and Grey were fighting in Reddington and that a wizard named Arsen Hertz, now missing, destroyed Grey's wagon.

But that's it.

Grey left Reddington Castle that way, and Callian stayed there for three more days. Grey lost contact a few days later.

'Something happened between you two.'

I heard Calian's funny voice in Silica's ears, looking at the situation like this.

"It doesn't feel bad to see you thinking so complicated."

"You seem to be doing something about the change bag. Did he promise you anything great if you helped him?"

Silica opened her mouth like that and said in a cold voice.

"I don't know if there's anything you can give me."

You got it all wrong.

Callian was just here to make Silica look away from Evan and Grey, to keep her eyes on herself, so she didn't have to go back and forth and try to get rid of him.

When Callian doesn't answer, Silica opens her mouth again, thinking she's right.

"You're excited to have him. Don't get me wrong, it won't help you much."

Afterwards, he smiled brightly as before.

"So did your mother. I was so excited to have you."

"Oh, dear."

Calian suddenly reminds me of you.

I mentioned Freya, but she narrows her eyes as she cuts her horse carelessly.

"I'm reminded of what I was wondering when you mentioned my mother."

This was not a lie.

I really have just heard Silica's words and I have some questions. I wondered if I could stimulate the silica a little more than the story about Grey.

As a result, Callian decided to put off talking about Grey for a moment and ask a new question first, taking a sip of coffee and staring at Silica in a relaxed manner.

And I asked.

"Was Queen Aisha really a soldier?" "

Calian opened his mouth as if he were observing such a silica.

A low murmur or whisper came out.

"· · · · · · · · No."

Silica's smile slowly disappeared.