How to Live as the Enemy Prince

White Repair.

He used to manage the home of the Seychian tenants, who sold poison and maps to Callian a year ago.

"It's ironic, isn't it? They are those who sneak into other countries to be loyal to their own country and deceive them and obtain information. Should they think that they changed their minds as a betrayal or just did what they always did? Unknown."

Alan laughs for a moment, saying something that doesn't seem to be talking to him.

"Either way, you're no longer a Se-critian set-up. He betrayed his master and escaped from the cage."

'I can't remember her real name.'

A long time ago, while drinking tea with Alan, Kalian suddenly remembered him and said:

Unlike the blue sole that I've had several private conversations with, I didn't get that close to White Repair.

A decent, middle-aged man who loves one-eyed glasses. However, he hid the cruelty that no one could compare with.

That's all Callian remembers.

He originally said that he had no idea who the White Repair was.

It was natural.

He was a loyal white repairman until the end of his days as Bern.

"Enough."

White Repair opens his mouth, looking at Allen's third flame sphere.

Then he spit out the poison that he had hidden in his mouth. Alan flicks his finger once, staring at the white repair.

- Cheers.

The store door that Alan had locked was open for a while. It was because I decided it was okay to send more people in here.

Someone else entered the door, rattling the bell once more.

- Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

Quiet but unhesitant footsteps.

The sound of a step that resembled its owner's personality was followed.

- Jubbuck.

After the sound stops, silence comes for a while.

Neither White Repair nor Alan opens their mouths.

"Nerd."

A voice that breaks the static came out.

The serene gaze of Borat reached the one who was a white repairman.

* * *

It was Kalian's idea.

Raven's hasty footing stops shortly before he leaves the gates of Siegfried's mansion with Alan. Alan, who saw it, stopped talking.

"Well, that's a little weird."

Calian opens his mouth quietly.

It was because there was one suspicion that came to mind.

"What do you mean, something's wrong?"

"Information about suspicious people returning to the houses of Duke Siegfried and Earl Brissen. The information is too clear to pass on suddenly."

Callian called Alan as soon as he could figure out where they were headed, and was about to head straight for the known location.

"Those trying to sneak in are surprisingly reluctant to see fewer people. It's more noticeable. But there aren't a lot of people in the area where they've been hiding."

"Are you worried about the trap logs they've made?"

"I think it could be a trap. It didn't matter if it was a trap. It doesn't matter if it's false information to summon me, you have to deal with them properly and figure out who's behind them."

"Unless it's part of whether the information is suddenly clear and false, what did you find odd?"

Calian opens his mouth, looking through Raven's saddle.

"Master, have the birds' information and the Wizard's information been consistent in the meantime?" "

I was asking questions, but I was convinced that I already knew the facts. Alan nods and replies.

"Yes. Exactly."

"Well, that's definitely weird. It doesn't make sense that the information is perfectly matched."

"Why is that?"

"You may not know much about Cecretia's setups, but I do."

Alan stares at her silently.

Calian's mouth opens quietly, once more.

"Even if the head of the association is helping me gather this kind of information, the sorcerers of the association are not informants. Birds, by contrast, don't."

Kalian was very aware of how active the Seizures were at this time.

"The same information doesn't make any sense. There should have been more information from Cecretia. But isn't it strange that the information was the same?"

Calian's words lead to swift speeds, whether to let out what you're thinking.

"There must have been commuters in the remote areas to hear rumors and come up with a countermeasure. Birds couldn't have missed their move. So maybe."

Alan does not smile at Prince Cairys' words, explaining how capable Cecretian's tributaries are. This is why I have a hunch what Kalian is going to say.

"Chase · · · · · · · · The Prince."

Kalian put the word 'older brother' in close proximity to come out naturally. Calian opens his mouth again, momentarily empowering his fist.

"I think there was something I didn't tell you."

"You're saying Chase found something, but didn't pass it on to me?"

"Yes, I think so. You can't deliver it, but you can't deliver it."

"Should I assume that I knew something I couldn't deliver to myself, to Prince McDreamy, or to Cairys?"

"Yes. Given the circumstances, it could be that there's a connection between my assault and someone in Sacritia. · · · · · · If it's someone from Sacritia who might be connected to the people who attacked me in Cairys."

Calian speaks quietly.

"Bird."

The most powerful thing is the seizure.

"I've already met the Blue Sawbird who changed my mind in Cecritia, too. So there's no telling whether there should be more of them. There was another bird out of the cage, and I think someone else might be involved in this. as if the prince of Cecretia had learned of it."

Alan narrows his eyes.

"You mean that Chase would have withheld the fact that there would be a mole in Cecretia and passed the same information on to Allen. There must have been a reason."

"Have you met Prince Chase before you came here?"

"No, I haven't."

Chase always finds Alan himself. But today I heard it from Chase's sender.

Alan thinks it was difficult to leave to keep an eye on the situation. As soon as I checked the location, I didn't have time to realize that it was strange because I came to see Kalian.

With Allen's answer, Calian smiles sparkly. I wasn't laughing because it was fun.

"You knew the birds of Cecritia had something to do with me being ambushed, and I think you changed your mind about meeting them in person. We have to leave, not because we can't leave, but because we have to leave."

Chase isn't trying to trick Calian now. All I know is that as the prince of Cecretia, I can't tell Cairis about this.

Instead, they would have chosen to move separately for Callian.

As Bern's brother.

Chase was like Bern. I was not afraid.

I liked to move indiscriminately and by myself. Chase, who fearlessly plunged into the depths of the waters when Devil ran Bern into the sea. Maybe he wandered the palace as freely as he thought he had mixed concerns about Plants.

That's why he moved himself again.

To find out what happened to the deformed tenants.

"A place of renegade birds. You must have gone there separately."

The location given to you by the wizards and birds will be a trap to catch Kalian. If Kalian goes that way, there will be raiders attacking.

"Prince Chase must have gone there alone, because there must be another base of them that only he would know about. I want to get through the gap between their attacks and the renegade tenants who are guarding my position without participating in them."

Chase.

The tenants are not strong enough to face Kalian directly. So those who will wait for Calian will be the warriors of the Great Desert, and the renegade tenants will be watching the situation from their strongholds. Alan pulls out his horse as if it were a calm Calian with a bored face.

"Even if Chase moves separately, he still has Lord Castrin to worry about."

"Earl Manasil."

Callian's resolute voice cuts off Allen's words.

"Go to the palace. The wizards must have spotted the trail. Follow where he's going."

As a student, I didn't ask my teacher.

Prince Cairys gave orders to Earl Alan Manasil.

Alan warps from the entrance of the palace to Siegfried's mansion to keep them from finding the trail.

It hasn't taken much time since then. So if Alan moves fast, we should be able to catch Chase on the horse.

Allen would.

"You must have taken the other guards with you."

Standing atop the tower of the royal palace of Cecritia, you can see the fortified walls all the way down.

That day.

Bern, who survived to the end, stood alone at the gates. Only one Bern stood behind the Resistance. Chase from afar couldn't have been too hard to spot Bern. You must have watched Sun Bern die behind the wall.

From beginning to end, you would have watched.

"Lord Castrin will come where I need to go."

Chase.

You won't want to go through the same thing again.

* * *

White Repair, no.

Chase calls upon a man called Nerdra and says nothing. You stand quietly, staring at Nerd with your eyes questioning more than any other word.

Why he's been turned.

Why are you helping the warriors? Who's behind the warriors. Why the warriors would want Khalian's life.

"You've come all this way, and I have nothing to offer you."

Nerd answered many of those questions:

He was the one who gave water to Kalian who came to buy information. He always gave something to those who came. But there was nothing to give only to his master.

Whether it's a glass of water.

Or information.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

Chase was expecting Nerd, too.

It was because I had already heard about Chase and his escorts heading this way.

There's only one person he didn't expect.

Alan was the only one who warped right in front of the store door and came here.

Nerd doesn't smile, get angry, or make a cohesive face. I was just trying to get the runaways out of the secret passageway.

"I see."

Chase only replied: I did not get angry.

Chase wasn't angry.

Chase's gaze reaches Alan.

Then you take a quiet step back. With Allen here, I thought I'd watch what he does first.

Once Allen has the information his way, Chase can dispose of Nerd his way.

"I may not be as gentle as my disciples, but I'm not as calm as this man here."

As Chase retreats, Alan steps forward again. And he laughed with a slightly longer description of himself. Nerd smiles and opens his mouth when he sees it.

"You'll be disappointed that I don't know anything. Are you okay?"

"It's none of your concern."

A third flame sphere falls from Alan's hand to the ground.

"Son of a bitch!"

It was different from when I was dealing with Chase.

A scorn erupts from Nerd's mouth.

"Six cubs left from the bird."

I hear screams again.

But this time, the long screams did not sound like before. Perhaps the people who were with him cut off the lives of those who had been bewitched.

In Allen's hands, six flame spheres come into his mind at once.

"Let me ask you one question. Are there any tencils behind the warriors you've helped?"

Nerd doesn't answer.

Alan relentlessly lowers his hand again. Nerd closes his eyes, watching the red sphere bloom.

"They did not belong to the state."

And like this, he opened his mouth.