How to Live as the Enemy Prince

"I'm sorry. I don't think you'll be okay."

However, the wizard intervened in this warm brotherly conversation.

Arsen is originally a suspicious person.

No matter who I met, I could hardly give my heart at once. It was not a habit I had brought since I was a child. Arsen never doubtless believed in any magic spell, not just man.

Some say that Arsenal is meticulous, and some say it's just stubborn. And one unexpected intelligent creature was finished, so I told him to just get lost.

Anyway.

There is only one person whom Arsen did not believe from the beginning who he admired so much. This is Khalian, as most of you know.

There's only one reason.

It's because I liked the first impression very much. Arsenal believed in Kalian for a very simple reason.

- There's no reason to interrupt the walks of the dead.

The inauguration ceremony of a teacher who was the only 'adult' in his life. Arsen was worn as shabby as anyone could see that he was a commoner.

Black horse, black robe.

The silent gaze of Annelusia on the River Senou. And red eyes.

Prince.

I just met Alan, and I don't have anything.

- I don't want you to remember.

That was the first impression of Kalian.

The prince with unstoppable red eyes who knew he was going to get out of the horse for the dead and wished his respects with a sincere voice, and instead of telling the commoner who recognized him to save his life, he put down a word like 'I wish I hadn't remembered'.

I did not forget the sight of her floating in my head. If the face was clearly drawn even though we didn't know what it looked like when it was covered with robes, who would believe if we told Arsen everything?

In the end, Arsenal disobeyed Kalian's request.

I remember the Kalian of that day etched into my head.

I didn't doubt it would be worth it.

That's why Arsen said, 'It's not okay to go where you need to go.' One of Kalian's orders is to listen, but the rest is arsenic.

"I know why you do it. I already know how hard you're trying to keep Prince Plants alive. I don't know why, and I don't think I can sympathize with why, but I do know that the prince is trying too hard to pave the way for Plants."

Arsen wasn't stupid or stupid.

"But I don't think it's okay to think about it a hundred times just to keep Prince Plants out of your way."

Arsen looks at Plants and says to Calian:

Together, Plants was sitting quietly with his eyes fixed on one corner of the table, not as if he had closed his eyes, not as if he had laughed or heard a word he did not know.

Even Arsen didn't dislike Plants enough to bring up such a profound horse. All I could think of was how to fix Calian's mind.

That day, I was convinced that the invisible look on the robe on the bridge of the Señor River was the same as what Kalian was building.

"I hope you find a way to live with the prince, not just the expression of obedience to what you lose."

"Sir Hertz."

The title that Kalian calls Arsenal was just the way it was.

I am the Deputy Commander. There should not have been a special distinction and I just called it roughly what it was. Whatever you want to call him, Arsen answered well.

But today was different. Arsenal doesn't listen to Kalian. He said something else instead of an answer.

"If you know why, I'll keep my mouth shut, Prince."

Even though there was nothing left to twist.

I know what it was like to have a relationship with Kalian and Plants just before leaving Roselita, and I know what the relationship was like between the two of them because of silica.

He was a good brother. Could there be a worse story than me? So they walked a different path as much as each other.

But it changed from one moment to the next. And Arsen had no idea why Kalian was really trying to save Plants.

Kalian sighs as if his head hurt for a moment because of Arsen's attitude.

"Even if I'm okay, I don't believe it. Just tell me why."

Plants smiles.

It was clearly self-help.

"My brother lies all the time."

Half of what most people say is a lie. By comparison, Calian's okay, maybe more than nine of them are lying.

Known to resemble the Sispanian and the Grand Wizard's apprentice, Prince Charming. I also received Le Maine's favor and even Siegfried's shield.

However, Kalian holds only a shield that is not of little interest to him in the end. I didn't hold the sword or magic by myself. It was both taken by the late Plants and Evan Brissen.

When that happens, Evan's gonna leave her alone.

So Calian's words were no different than his own, returning the tip of the sword to Plants. Now that I know that, Arsenal has revolted to this extent. I can't shake the thought of Balkans exerting their power in the wrong place.

"It's not only by force that you can harm people, Prince. Do not underestimate the power of Earl Brissen. Even if the prince is strong and under the protection of Captain Manasil, in the end, it is only useful for saving lives. How are you going to defeat the Duke of Brissen after you've handed all your gifts over to Prince Plants? '

Callian smiles for a moment, looking up at Arsenal holding her hand in front of Plants.

Arsenal, who died at the behest of Plants in the past, is persuading Kalian to survive the confrontation with Plants.

"This is true · · · · · · · · · ·. I didn't mean to. It's a strange situation."

Calian says, in that strange feeling, it's hard to hide. Plants and Arsen look at Calian and say nothing. It was because Plants understood the meaning and Arsen did not.

"Anyway, Lord Hertz."

Kalian calls Arsen back.

"Don't worry. I'm not that entertaining, and I know how to fight better than an alarm. I've been through a lot. And · · · · · · · · it's clear why we're doing this. I hope you put that in your mouth later. It's going to be hard to let go of that question for a while."

Plants made the seal of the oath, and there was nothing that could be said to Arsen immediately why he wanted to keep them alive.

Arsen still gazes at Plants silently. Seeing Arsenal holding up Calian's hand in front of him, Plants didn't say a word about him. Kalian was also taking Plants for granted that he was so cruel.

Like there's a real reason I can't tell you.

"· · · · · · · Understood. However."

Arsen speaks like a nail with blue eyes of a stubborn wizard's faithfulness.

"Whoever owns it, the Wizard of the Balkans will follow Prince Kalian."

The two remaining people were silent for a moment and opened their mouths.

"I can't listen to you because you don't look familiar."

"No. You should listen to the king and the commander. Not me. It's the army."

Calian grins moderately. Anyway, I was thankful that it went this far.

Soon, Calian opened his mouth, looking at Plants.

"I won't tell my brother about any more plans."

"Yes."

From now on, we need to make a plan for Calian to deal with Evan. If you lose the Sezawi fight, Renissita's leaves for Kalian will spread over the square. If we're going to get information from Randall and find out about them, or if we're going to turn Plants into the Marquis of Bricen, we need to start with Calian.

And the plan was not to be shared or revealed to Plants. Pretending not to know the plan could also be an act against the seal of the oath.

Because of this, Kalian said again as if to look at Plants.

"Don't you ever notice my clever brother again. You don't have to know that."

"My brother barks now."

As always, Kalian smiles once more.

I didn't realize how complicated it was for Arsen to see his brother smiling and treating him like a dog when he found out.

* * *

Jan looks a little embarrassed.

The dinner was held in Senho coffin, not in Chermill Palace, since Demirea, an external guest, was there with her. However, the chef at Chermill Palace himself made the arrangements. No one else could prepare a meal with the princes.

That was fine.

There was nothing particularly strange about what had always happened. However, Yan was embarrassed because of a slightly different problem.

"I have no idea what this diet is."

veal steak with sauce made of strawberries; bread baked with dried strawberries; salad wrapped with strawberry vinegar; waffles and pancakes decorated with strawberry and cream; crêpes and sandwiches filled with strawberry aroma.

Strawberry tyramis in carbonated water with dessert strawberry tart, strawberry pudding and strawberry blue.

And strawberry ice cream.

Strawberries everywhere.

Yan, who had been inspecting Yan, got tired of coming into the restaurant first on a dinner menu filled with strawberries.

"No matter how much Prince likes strawberries, · · · · · · · ·."

Hina, who came in with Yan, said with a sorry face.

- I told you, it's a miscommunication.

The good prince likes strawberries so much that he can make us strawberry-infused ice cream with other food at dinner today.

Hina said:

And I don't know who the chef is, but the good prince liked strawberries, so he was very happy to ask Hina if he could make strawberries with other food and ice cream for dinner today.

I was just about to share the strawberries that were given to me as a royal palace, so I had enough ingredients. Yan, who was watching the red diet, shakes his head.

- I'm sorry, how do I do this?

I was studying hard, but I couldn't say anything about the problems caused by my lack of communication. It was not something that Calian would not dislike about it, and Plants, who was the cause of this, had to eat his favorite strawberry-rich meal, so there was no problem. Demirea will understand. Go fuck yourself.

"My prince likes strawberries, so that's fine. So don't worry."

As Jan figures out the situation, Khalian's group arrives sooner than expected.

Each of the group sees a strawberry-flavored diet.

As expected, Demirea has not had much of a reaction, and Arsen is curious about what kind of joke this is. Plants looks at the menu with a weary face and smiles fatally at Hina. It was a rough guess as to what happened.

And Kalian...

"Wow. It's all strawberries."

I laughed as if it was fun to say this.

Yan stops for a moment to see Khalian's face.

It was definitely a face when he was trying not to reveal something he didn't like.