How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Silent room.

I was surprised on the one hand and understood on the other hand.

In the garden, I did not leave a common vase in the room, spreading such splendid flowers. I don't know what I was thinking sitting here all alone without a watch.

Calian's blood is on his hands, and when he sees Plants' deficiency with his own eyes, he sets foot in this room with nothing, and realizes it. I feel like we've already come too far together.

Before he was king, he had to be father, and before he was king, Remain looked at Randall with a regretful mouth.

"I heard you have a bad cold. Is that okay?"

Of course I know he gave excuses to avoid himself. I knew and came to see you.

"You have nothing to worry about."

The last time I saw her on her birthday, I punished her for not leaving Chermill Palace. After that, if it is short, if it is long, it is long. And Randall replies with a steady, bold look.

It was a face that was unchanged.

"Yes."

I was clumsy.

I turned my eyes so clumsy.

I turned my eyes and forgot about it because I was invisible and invisible. As I forgot, time passed and time passed, I found out.

I was wrong.

"· · · · · · · Yes."

Le Maine can't help but say the same thing again. I couldn't apologize to her right now. It was just an excuse and I knew it was violence that forced me to understand.

You knew better.

He squeezed his mouth and let out a sigh of tens of thousands of words.

"If you get sick, don't wait alone · · · · · · · and tell me if I don't know anymore."

I drank the tea in front of Remain, who just said that. Randall, who was sitting across from you, watched his appearance without speaking, and replied in a quiet voice.

"I understand."

Randall's answer was brief, even after the story was published for a while. It was that much clearance.

Remain standing still, worried that even more being there would force something. Remain hesitates and opens his mouth as he looks into Randall's eyes.

"I'll be back."

Randall doesn't answer.

* * *

There can't be a happier invitation in the world.

"Prince Kalian has asked me to come for a moment."

When she said she was looking for a pretty disciple, Alan immediately turned over the documents he was looking at and got up. Because Kalian's invitation, as it always has been, was more important than anything else.

He follows Jan into Chermill Palace and opens his mouth again.

"You can go to the training ground."

Alan laughs with a thoughtful face.

"The name is Alan Manasil, the prince's mentor, and this is not how I wanted to meet him in the training ground, not in his room."

"The prince is very good on his own."

Callian has been trained so well that he has not been a teacher a few times. This embarrassed Alan quickly moved to the training ground.

You enter the magic training ground right next to the training ground, and you see Kalian closing his eyes sitting in the middle of a large space. I had to accumulate Mana every morning for breakfast with Le Maine. A smile was drawn on Alan's mouth as he stood quietly to avoid disturbance.

'It's really huge.'

It is not clear whether it is the blessing of the Sispanians or the extraordinary talent of the ancient Khalian. The only thing that was accurate was the fact that the amount of Mana that was being refined and piled up was so large that it could not be compared to other wizards.

That way, we can use swords and magic at all times while keeping the magic that hides the error from us.

"You'll see the end of your 4 circles at the earliest. '

Maybe he's already mastered three circles at the age of Alan. That's why Alan was remembering how old he was when he became a master of four circles.

"Master!"

Along the way, a voice full of constant delight calls out to Alan. Immediately out of the memory, Alan smiles and nods. Then he opens his mouth, thinking he knows why Callian summoned him.

"You called me to the training ground, and there should be a blockage. What can I teach you?" "

Calian points to a chair on one side of the training ground without changing his smile.

"Yes. I want to learn something, but first I have to tell you something."

Alan nods and sits in a chair. Calian opens his mouth, face to face.

"How's Deputy Commander Hertz?"

"I don't know how the magicians all look like that."

The question ends with a deep sigh from Alan's mouth.

The chieftain of the tribe said to the prince who wanted to gather the tribes and use them.

"You're a hero now."

A deity who, without hesitation, immediately executed one word of Kalian. Calculations like knives that lead a target to the Haycia Palace in a single blow. The value of the building is subtracted from your salary, as well as the magnificence you've been shouting out.

Arsen is now an idol of Balkan.

"We're about to set up a statue in Wilhelm's coffin."

What a magical reaction.

Callian laughs out loud as if it's funny.

"I have no choice but to trust Deputy Chief Hertz with the job done so clearly."

"Don't sweat it. You don't have to figure out what's going to be missing next."

"Oh, I don't know what I'm going to break next, actually."

Calian chuckles and smiles, quickly getting to the point before Allen's Pinzan comes out.

"Please make room for one more in Balkan, Master."

"Is this yours? He finally thought of something."

I asked you a greeting, but regrettably, Calian shakes his head.

"It's not me, it's Hina. I'm going to put it in the Balkans now, but I need you to prep ahead."

After Plants left the training camp the other night, Kalian recalled Hina, who said with a sturdy face that she had hardened her mind.

"I was going to tell Lord Hertz, but he seems to be passionate about disposing of the debris."

"I do. That should be difficult."

"Thank you, Master."

Who can be as supportive as Alan, who is always happy to say whatever he says?

"And don't beat Lord Hertz up because I made him do it."

A bruise.

Alan replies with a look on his face, "What nonsense is that?"

"Now I'm cleaning up the rubble of the building with my face like it's going to pop out of a song. Don't worry, I've never seen a guy so excited since I met him."

It was not a lie.

Thinking back to the arcene, Alan opens his mouth again.

"It's for healing purposes, so I'd like you to call Veronica in the afternoon to help."

He gives you an unexpected name and doesn't seem to understand Alan very well.

"Veronica is your granddaughter. I thought you were at the Magic School."

"That's right. But magical gifts have a lot of interest in medicine. So why don't you let Hina do her errands?"

"Is that okay with you?"

The Grand Master and Earl of the Prince's approval.

Alan, the only one with an office in the Arfia Palace, said he would have his granddaughter help Hina, who was a maid.

"I don't think it's a bad idea to ask me to do something good."

The answer doesn't seem to occur to you that this is a question given because of identity differences. It's because Jan and Allen didn't have this distinction very well.

Kalian was also concerned, but he didn't ask himself to distinguish himself from others. I nodded my head without asking anything else.

"Veronica, if you don't mind, I'd love to. It would be nice if you could leave and talk to Hina."

"Then lend me your baby elephant for a while. The Balkans love to learn, so it won't be long before they learn their sushi."

Callian smiles and replies, thinking the same.

"Yes, I will."

Calian silences you for a moment, telling you what happened to Hina. Now it was time to tell the story about what you were going to learn.

Soon, Kalian reaches out his palm and makes something of it.

A magical mass of red light.

Callian looks at it and says, "It's unstable, because it's not used well."

"I'm not used to handling fire because I don't carry anything or use the power of the wind. I wanted to ask you if you could help me."

After seeing what was placed on his hands, I felt a moment of shade in Alan's face as he learned what he was trying to learn.

"I've forgotten what day it is."

"I found out later, actually. Now I'm in a hurry to practice."

"Very well. I'll teach you. It's not difficult, so you should be able to do it soon."

Alan nods, deciding that it would be better to postpone the story of the Black Stone and Tensyl Wagon.

* * *

- Fondant.

The morning lake sparkled so beautifully, why is the lake watered at sunset so red?

It's red. You look like shit.

You send Jann back with you to Allan's side. Yan didn't come back until after Hannah's day. It was going to take me a while to get back to you by dividing the number of people cleaning up the rubble of the palace and the number of people to learn Suir.

Plants met Earl Evan Brissen and sent Kiri to Chermill. They'll still be in the training ground.

Merlin comes out alone, trying to stop her from coming out with him. There are two escorts standing far away anyway. I decided to treat it as if it were nothing.

- Fondant!

In doing so, Khalian is throwing a bunch of magic fingers into the water. It sounded like throwing a small stone.

I sat by the lake without saying a word and waited for the night to come alone.

It didn't take long before the night came. As darkness approaches, the lake is darkened, and the lake is just black.

Soon, there was a red light in Calian's hands.

I had to turn it off twice to learn something from Alan in the morning before I could make the right shape.

"I didn't know how to do that day. Just a word."

Calian's mouth opens like this alone.

- Fast.

The gust of sound touches Calian's toes. Calian raises his head for a moment and puts the red light in his hand down by the water.

"There are no flowers today."

Along with a calm horse, another red light rises above the water.

A flower and candle floating in the words of the dead. So many lights, so many words, can join the last steps of the dead.

"I can't go to the river, but I'm afraid it's similar."

Third red light, no. A flame echoes through the lake, replicating Annerutia.

Today.

It was Kalian's anniversary.

The days of the dead are never taken from Cairys. Still, I was reminded of the old Khalian once more, so I could let him go.

"Sorry."

Now I have to put down my debt to the old Kalian.

I thought about it.

Selfish, if you will.

"I want to live, too."

I don't know what's gonna happen next.

But for now.

"I'm sorry."

The flames on the water glow red as much as the number of horses that are so sorry.

- Peppermint.

I lay dozens of flames on the water and stare quietly. I hear them treading on the floor behind me.

Calian opens his mouth without turning his head.

"Welcome."

There is no answer, but there is only one person who will come to where Kalian sits at this time.

Plants, sitting beside you, stares at the lake. I didn't ask what the big, small, red flame was.

Calian turns to look at Plants for a moment and opens his mouth, smiling heavily. This is why I felt the strange magical energy that wasn't there until breakfast.

"· · · · · · · You wanted to live."

The man who wants to live has me tied to my heart. There would have been no hesitation about one tooth.

The contradiction between risking your life and making your way through life is known to Kalian.

"Maybe my brother will let me live."

I heard an answer from my voice.

Calian turns his head back to the lake and opens his mouth.

"You know too well."

He's not gonna let Plants die anyway. So Caliando Plants has nothing to worry about.

Soon, Kalian stood up.

Worry about restraints in the heart later. I did what I had to say to the old Khalian, and I got what Plants got from Evan. There was no more reason to stay here.

Plants sweeps away the head from the blowing winds and opens his mouth quietly.

"Just one."

Callian, who was about to move his feet, pauses. And without further ado, I made another flame and handed it to Plants. Plants quietly embraces it, and Calian makes his way towards Chermill Palace.

The flame that had been sitting silently for a while was placed on the lake in Plants' hands. Callian moves his hand as he walks into the room and looks out the open window.

If you've said everything you need to say, you have to let her go.

I remembered one or two of the many apologies that were placed on the lake where there was no place to go. I flew up high like an upside-down star to light up the night sky.

Calian knows that it's a beautiful sight for some, but also a sin for others.

The last flame that slowly went up, containing a lot of words, slowly disappeared.