How to Live as the Enemy Prince

I let you live with something.

What my life would be like if you died with that knife.

You crazy son of a bitch.

* * *

The sword disappears from Calian's hand.

At the same time, Plants falls to the ground, losing his strength.

It was not until I saw him that the venue was in chaos. What should be surprising now is that Calian did not just produce a swarm of blue light.

Because the queen swung her sword at the prince!

I saw my son's blood again, and Remain shuddered to approach Plants.

"Plants."

With Le Maine like that, Alan looks at Calian and clicks his tongue. I'm worried about it because I've been empowered in front of everyone.

But now that he knows what's more important, Alan looks back at Remain and says,

"You need to get out of here first. It can be dangerous."

Then, without further delay, he protected Remain and escorted him out.

With him, the Knights of Caerra make a swift move.

Some escorted Le Maine with Alan and others encased and dragged out. And the rest of the nobles took control of their surroundings as well.

The wizards of the Balkans stop anyone else from entering Wilhelm's Coffin. It was to prevent another attack that might be swept away by the atmosphere.

Calian, in the midst of all this chaos, has not been watching all of this. It was right to say I didn't have a chance.

Khalian could not have thought of the error in front of all of them a moment ago. Le Maine, Jan Randall and Evan have all been put off worrying about seeing Kalian's hidden existence.

Calian bites his lip and presses down on Plants' wound.

Gear comes out of my mouth as I wander around in my head.

"Crazy bastard."

Plants is already unconscious.

The boiling water of silica left an unprovoked wound. The wound was long and deep. Every time my heart started beating, my blood started to flow. Dark red blood pours out.

Blessing alone was not enough.

If he wanted his offspring to be truly special, the power of blessing should have been stronger as well. But the Sispanians did not leave that much power behind.

She was fucking thoughtful.

You're really going to die like this.

Calian looks at the unstoppable blood and opens his mouth as if it were caressing.

"Healer, quick."

"I've already gone to call. The Prince went to Chermill Palace because Hina seemed to be early."

In the midst of the commotion, Kiri hears Kalian's voice. Then he began to stop the wounds of Plants with Calian.

Then Calian's head flashes as he recalls something.

There's a healer right here.

Isn't there a Randall?

"What · · · · · · · · · ·."

Calling Randall, Calian's mouth stops and closes slowly.

Randall remains seated and continues to look toward the Kalian. With Kalyan's head up, Randall's gaze immediately crosses over.

So, this time, Kalian saw it.

The bottom of Randall, who is so fucking rational.

Randall was different from Calian.

I got up from my seat. I went outside.

It does not reveal its hidden appearance.

Kalian laughs a long time after seeing it.

Instead of grumbling against Randall, Calian empowers his wounded hand. Once again, an insult protrudes from between the bars.

I can see Hina rushing in shortly.

* * *

Silica, sitting still, raises her head.

Slow, but not fast, footsteps echo through a dark hallway. The sound of his steps made me feel like I knew who was coming.

Soon the sound stopped and stopped for a while.

The one who stood silently and watched Silica beyond the bars opened his mouth for a long time. It was a very deep voice.

"You found me."

Bloody clothes, bandages wrapped around where your right hand should be, pale faces. The appearance of silica was too different from the morning. Nevertheless, It was still beautiful and still poisonous.

"I wanted to ask you something."

Silica frowned slightly.

Seeing that eye in his right hand, the cut looks painful. Kalian watches him with his expressionless face.

Silica pauses for a moment.

"You."

Like that, Silica's eyes glance down at Calian's face. Callian quietly waits for Silica's next words.

"You're hiding something, aren't you?"

Kalian gives you a hollow smile.

It wasn't the question I expected.

Did you just call me here to ask me that?

What's so curious about what Callian's hiding? Are you asking me these questions now?

Soon, Kalian nods favorably.

He added that he felt that Silica's eyes had changed.

"Who has nothing to hide?"

I had no reason to tell Silica his secret, nor did I intend to.

When Silica heard that, she opened her mouth again. But Kalian didn't want to talk about it anymore. So I cut off Silica's words and said,

"Let me ask you something while I'm here."

Silica did not answer, but Calian heard positively.

"Aisha, the former queen. You killed him, right?"

I was trying to see if Silica was really involved in the death of the former queen, who was also Randall's mother.

"Aisha."

After saying that, he made a face that there was something about silica that pretended to be a memory for a while.

Silica, who made a pure but cruel smile that a child seemed to show, looked up at Kalian and said.

"How could I forget that? It was the first poison I ever gave you."

I killed Aisha, too.

Calian laughs a little as he looks at it now as if he's bringing it out like that. I should have thanked you for keeping Remain alive.

The soft voice of silica echoed through the hallway.

"I've been honest with you. Not you."

Silica said that, but without saying anything else, looked at Calian's side. He seemed to want an answer, but Callian had nothing more to say to Silica.

So, Calian, who was about to turn around, immediately stopped walking and looked at Silica for a moment. Then he took a deep breath and opened his mouth again.

It was a new question, not an answer to Silica's words.

"I thought you'd ask as soon as you saw me. I'm not asking if your son is dead or alive."

Even though I swing my sword at my son with my own hands, Silica never asks a single question.

Silica gives a cold voice to Kalian's words.

"· · · · · · · You interrupted me to the end."

A cruel misunderstanding. And, on the outside.

Calian opens his mouth, looking down at the ground with his eyes slightly opened.

"I don't want to say any more. I'm a little angry, too."

Kalian raises his hand and points to the location of the heart.

"I wonder how that nasty little knife of yours could have caused such a nasty wound. I want you to think about it."

The hemisphere appeared again, but there was no change in Silica's expression. I just rolled the corner of the dress with my other hand. Silica's eyes turn towards the red blood stains on the dress. It was hard to tell whose blood it was.

After seeing it, Calian slowly lowers his waist and makes eye contact with Silica. And the horse was slow.

"Normally, people jump to the side they want to protect."

Silica did not answer.

She was still looking at the edge of the dress with the same look on her face.

Khalian speaks the last words, watching him quietly.

"So that's the step you took. Why didn't you just turn it around?"

After speaking, Calian turns and walks away.

I didn't even say goodbye. There was another static where there was no one.

Soon, a thin hiss spread out in the hall.

Is that a late regret or a regret that you missed out on how to make a better path?

Or maybe it was another word.

Now come on, no one cares about it.

And silica herself.

* * *

The execution of Silica was swift.

As Calian told Plants, Lenisita leaves were not placed on the square. But the poison was delivered that was very, very painful and breathtaking. It was Remain's decision.

Only Remain could know if he had ever thought about Plants, or if he thought it was the same price for poisoning so many people.

And that day on the Senho River.

No petals drifted.

No one prepared Anelucia for silica.

* * *

A week passed like the serene Señor River.

They tried to quickly erase bad memories, so those who talked about silica soon disappeared. Instead, the voice of Callian rises slightly.

There was another case that Silica was covering up that day.

I saw many nobles and knights who were there.

It was for sure that Calian was in his hands.

'You are now only 15. No one has ever been a soddmaster at that age.'

'Only? You also use magic.'

After going through something terrible, Remain continues to be told that it's time to declare a good deed.

Remain unanswered, however. I couldn't find an answer to my question.

Don't you have anything to say to Callian?

That day, Kalian went straight into Plants' room after he last saw Silica. And I haven't been out of that room in a week.

It was guarding the immortal plant, and even Remain was unable to force it out.

"So."

Remain's silent mouth wraps around his forehead.

It was noisy inside, but the elephant sitting in front kept saying strange things.

"You mean to tell me that Calian was on his way to the sword while learning self-defense from his escort?"

All his life, the sound of Jan falling into a bubble was serious, only Slay, who had spent his life training as a swordsman. Even Jan was very proud of Kalian's accomplishments.

Plants worries about not waking up like a deep slumber, but even more so, Le Maine was plagued by Calian's work.

There was no Alan at this point.

When I said I would ask Yan, he said it wouldn't help much, and he never came back.

"Yes, I understand. Let's go."

In the end, Remain returned Yann with no income.

It was only a matter of days before Plants woke up, and he sighed deeply and deeply, longing only for Kalian to come out.

* * *

Meanwhile, that time.

The Chermill Palace, where the two princes who created Remain's sigh, was buried in far too much silence, as opposed to the noisy nature of Remain.

Outside, I had already forgotten about Silica, but Chermill had not.

Therefore, no one had opened their mouths carelessly, so they were still wondering if the princes' dwelling place was right.

In particular, the atmosphere on the fourth floor of Plants was more stagnant than anywhere else in the Royal Palace of Cairis. So whoever it was was was reluctant to set foot on the fourth floor.

No one knew about it.

"· · · · · · · So why don't you go."

Prince Cairys has already woken up and is expressing irritable words with a perfectly healthy body.

"I haven't found an excuse yet."

And because Callian couldn't find a horse to explain how he got on the sword, he's been stuck here for a week.

Thanks to his frustration, Calian opened his mouth with a very audacious face, even though he had no idea what kind of trouble Le Maine was going through.

"Don't mind me. Get some rest. You must still be very dizzy."

Plants shuts up.

'I am Prince Kalian's cat.'

A cat with a collar said, came up to bed to cuddle, and next to her was a maid who was teasing her hands diligently and talking to her cat. After that, she stood up with her eyes wide open without a word, and next to her, the Seven Circle Wizard was constantly talking to her.

When I opened my eyes two days ago and saw this scene for the first time, I was worried that Silica would depress me.

But we're such good brothers.

"· · · · · · · Go."

Is my brother right in the first place?

Calian grins at the sight of such plants.

I'll say no.