How to Live as the Enemy Prince

I didn't like the strong aroma.

I suddenly disliked Renieri. It was a long time ago that I had no idea how many years ago.

I didn't like the crunchiness of covering everything around me with my own scent. Plants did not try to distinguish between whether it was really disgusting or whether it was a repulsive refusal to cover the opposite emotion. I just hated it.

Either that or he was just ignorantly watching each and every one of them. Of course, Plants was just going to do that.

And today Hina, who is as quiet as Plants, asked for something unfamiliar. So I gave him an answer after a long time of worry.

Yeah, I like strawberries.

That's how I answered.

I said I liked strawberries. I didn't say I was crazy about strawberries.

"Do you have any strawberry farms in the palace?" "

Demirea, who was sitting expressionlessly, said at the end of the meal, It was when the strawberry gecko ice cream came out as the last dessert.

According to Demirea, only Hina would have seen his arm stop and move again with no place to go for a moment. Hina's head softened.

If he had known the story behind it, he would have been in trouble again. Fortunately, Kalian has not been able to figure out why this happened.

- Do you like strawberries, sir?

I had to eat strawberry-smelling foods well for a few days, but I had to swallow strange memories that I thought I'd thrown away.

A memory from a long, long time ago that Kalian must never touch.

"· · · · · · · I like strawberries."

Because of this, Kalian responded a little later to Demirea. Only a little while later, Calian recognized the words and smiled slightly, saying, "This is clearly a crazy menu."

"Hina's favorite, by the way, strawberry ice cream."

Then he turned the conversation to Hina and told Jan to take the ice cream with him. In doing so, he made sure that no one else would say anything about this bizarre evening menu. Who's to say the owner of this table, Kalian, isn't complaining?

Soon after, Calian opens his mouth again.

"Sir."

After eating hard enough to find out what caused this death, Plants looked at Kalian. That's the answer, and Calian opens his mouth again.

"When did you say you would bring the Knights of Earl Aefre?" "

It's as hard to remember as a strawberry aroma. I was hesitant about it, so I couldn't say anything else during the meal, so I was just about to say it.

Plants replied, watching as the pink bubble of carbonated water slowly sinks.

"Before mid-June."

Kalian nods once without another answer. And he looked at Demirea and said,

"Be ready to take care of the knights until then, Demirea. The first time, it'll be about 200."

"Yes, Prince."

Although not a few, Demirea replies with a seemingly fine face.

"What should I pack? No matter how Siegfried, the sudden increase in the number of articles in 200 will attract the attention of others."

"Let's just say the foreign knights have returned."

Up until recently, Siegfried's mansion was home to Slayman's wife, Sherry, her sister and sister, and their couple, Gasol and knights. It was because Slayman was worried about letting Sherry guard the spacious mansion by herself. Late last year, there was a child between them and they returned to their territory.

So Demirea thought it would be no problem that the knights decided to come back and stay at the mansion. If 200 knights from Duke Siegfried, led by Slayman, had visited the capital, it would have been the light buttocks of the late Evan Brissen.

"Yes. I'll pay for the entrance. Let me know. I'm having a hard time getting there."

"I understand."

After talking about it, Calian takes a sip of pink soda and reorganizes his thoughts. Then I opened my mouth, looking at Jan.

"Jan. I'm sorry, can I have a seat?"

The servants of the restaurant, including the chef, had already left the table with dessert. So now Calian has asked his acolytes, Lerick and the Guardians, and Hina and Jan to step aside.

Yan looks down with no other answer, then takes the others outside. Calian turns his head and looks back at Plants.

It's time to talk about Evan Brissen.

Of course, it was a story that Plants should not know, so it was also a look that meant to ask for 20,000 seats.

"Yes."

Plants, who stood up without a sound, replied to Calian's words that had yet to come out. Whatever the intention, it's a blessing order. So, it must have started with an apology, "I'm sorry," which was stopped before the words of Kalian came out.

"Yes."

After sending out the acolytes and knights first, Khalian took the prince's position as a courtesy by speaking to Plants instead of apologizing. It also slightly raises the tip of one of the familiar plants.

Soon out to Plants, Kalian opened his mouth at the only restaurant left, including Demirea and Arsen. The first was towards Arsen.

"Sir Hertz. I'd like you to meet the Briensen Change Bag for me. You know I'm grounded."

Callian said that he looked like an ordinary 15-year-old boy who received ordinary punishment after having an ordinary accident.

"Yes, Prince. What can I say?"

"Don't say I sent you. It's like you changed your mind. Ask if the change bag is still coming to the capital. Better make sure you're still in touch with Randall."

"Are you asking me to betray you and stand up for Prince Plants or Prince Randall, and act like I'm in league with the Grey Brissen Change Bag?"

"Precisely."

"Yes, I understand."

Arsen replied without a worry.

Just like I've been asked to.

"Sir Seiren is also going to build a movement wizard for the White March, so you can leave the palace for a related task."

Calian turns his gaze toward Demirea as soon as he makes his way to Arsen.

"And Demirea. Can you see if there are any brothers or sisters who aren't on my side who might be new change bags? I thought I should give you a recommendation."

New change bag for complete neutrality.

Someone who can fill Grey's vacancy when Grey comes to the capital.

There was a reason for not believing Le Maine's human resources assessment, but I was more concerned that the content might be in Evan's ears when Le Maine tried to find out. That's why I wanted to borrow Demirea's eyes.

Demirea stares at the sparkling bubbles of sparkling water as Plants did.

"The duc should know."

He asked Slayman if he could ask for advice or if it should be taken care of in Demirea's line. Calian shakes his head and smiles slightly.

"Jan's out."

She said she didn't want Slay to know because she had to keep it a secret from Jan.

It was not that hard to find candidates for the change bag. That's why Demirea only said she knew.

By this time, Demirea and Arsen were able to assess what Kalian was thinking. So Demirea shuts up pretending not to know anything. It's because I didn't want to be directly involved in Calian's fights. Instead, Arsen said with a somewhat alarming face.

"It's early, isn't it? There aren't that many of McDreamy's base forces yet, so I was wondering if you could move after Balkan settles in."

Purge the late Evan Brissen. Or assassination.

We didn't know which side to take, but it was clear that Calian was preparing for the situation after Evan's disappearance.

If we get rid of Evan, Brysen's support will carry him from place to place. It was hard to predict whether they would still advocate for Brysen or fall to Callian or Randall.

"Besides, the prince won't be blowing up the Balkans until February next year. Shouldn't you start then?"

"Even if the Wizards of the Balkans take their place, it is power, not power."

If something happens, you'll be able to fight directly for Calian, just like Arsen said.

The Balkans themselves do not take up a piece of noble society. As Kalyan said, the Warlocks of the Balkans are a force, not a force. Of course, we can give the nobles a reason to stand by Calian's side.

"I will move in time to create a force that supports me at the right time. It won't take long, so Deputy Chief Hertz will need to confirm the details of the briefcase first."

That's all Callian said.

How to create power, how to get rid of Evan, and how to clean up after that. These things have yet to come out hidden in Calian's head.

"Yes, I will."

Fortunately, there was no one inside Calian who wanted to know, so Arsen replied easily this time.

So, Kalian finishes the supper without further explanation. The strawberry aroma, which I forcefully pretended to eat, still lingered in my mouth.

* * *

- Look straight.

Suddenly.

Suddenly.

- Don't avoid it. Look at me. Don't turn your back on me.

I buried it deep in my memory.

It reminded me of that day.

- Yeah, look at it that way, and now, you know it. You, too.

That's for Jan.

- What's the matter? If I die, isn't it good for you?

It was a soundless scaffolding made by a bloodless, small and thin finger.

* * *

Don't walk away from me. Look at me properly.

If that's what it takes, it reminds me of seeing Kalian's face.

It was probably because of a memory that came to mind while talking to Demirea. The memory that had not been taken out was rushed through my head like the wind that was blowing unavoidably.

Jan comes out of the restaurant and stops at the door.

"Go ahead, Hina."

He then looked down at the ground and said to Hina, I had to look at his hand to see if Hina would answer, but she didn't.

Hina, who was standing next to him, turns her feet away. He would have said yes.

"Phew."

Yan lets out a short sigh and shakes her head. Then I heard the sound of opening the restaurant door again and someone walking out.

The people coming out of there are the ones that Khalian said would have an important conversation with. Yann turns his head back to see who came out, but he hears a low voice.

"You."

The knights guarding the door left the restaurant door open, of course, and Plants.

Oh, I see.

Why is he doing this now?

Because I thought of this, an unfamiliar answer popped up.

"Why?"

Plants is missing.

Now, Plants didn't call Jan "Siegfried." Nevertheless, Jan gave an answer like this.

"· · · · · · · My brother's acolyte doesn't know the topic."

So Plants put the word "servant" in his mouth.

Of course, Jan's recent attitude towards Plants has not been very good, but it has not been this good.

So it looks like Jan's head is in a mess right now, so she did it her way in Plants' way.

"Ah."

Yan's actions have made Yan look like a ruin, and Prince 3's acolyte says to Prince 2, "Why?" It's a big mistake to get kicked out of the palace right now.

"Let me take a moment."

"That's enough."

And Plants cut Jan's horse off like this.

Of course, you don't have to say you're sorry. And, of course,

"What are you talking about?"

"I apologized. Let's pretend they're both gone."

At that moment, Jan pities him for a moment. If Khalian had talked to me like that, Jan would have run out of the palace on his own feet before he got kicked out.

What the hell is that supposed to mean? You don't understand.

The words appeared on Jan's face. It was Jan who always shows her face when she thinks. The patient Plants looked annoyed but opened his mouth again.

"Knives."

It was short again, but fortunately, this time I understood.

Callian once told me. I'll have Jan apologize for throwing the knife at him. So now Plants is talking about trading what happened back then for Jan's mistake.

Jan nods slightly.

"Thank you."

It was a situation that Yan should be thankful for, saying that he would bury the things I don't remember correctly and the mistakes I made.

Plants glances at Yan and opens his mouth rather than passing by. It was not the only thing that appeared on Yan's face.

"· · · · · · I originally hated it. My brother."

Plants talks a lot these days.

However, Jan stared at Plants for a moment, postponing the complexity of his mind because he had made a mistake a moment ago.

It was clear that he did not understand. Plants opened his mouth again.

"No matter how much I like it, I'd hate for anyone to put it there. I used to hate it."

Jan stops looking at Calian's expression in the restaurant a moment ago. Plants doesn't miss. It's not the only way to tell if he's mad or happy because he's smiling.

It was not difficult for Plants to anticipate what Yan would have thought, and what he was thinking by now, and what kind of mistakes he made that didn't fit.

It was too easy for smart Plants to see where that idea was headed if he left Yan alone.

Jan shakes his head.

"No. The prince must have liked it. Suddenly today."

"I've always hated it."

Plants, who cut Jan's words out, said:

It's annoying and annoying to argue with Calian's acolytes over just one strawberry, but for now, you keep talking.

"Pretend you like it. It was before you came to the palace."

· · · · · · Talk to me once.

Kalian is a terrible liar.

Only Kalian can lie so well.

Not the old Khalian.

So Jan couldn't see whether it was forced or not.

"And everyone changes. So don't be so grumpy about missing a taste for my brother."

So that you don't doubt anything else with just one strawberry, or even think about something like that later. Plants said:

Plants, who have changed more than anyone, says:

Yan nods quietly and asks.

"But · · · · · · · why do you say that?"

Why did you interfere so much?

Not to fit in.

Plants closes his eyes for a moment and opens his eyes.

Not all truths must be revealed.

Sometimes Plants knows there are truths that need to be covered up forever.

Even if it turns out someday.

I know it shouldn't be now, at least.

"There should be one last place for my brother to put everything in his hand."

Plants knows that nothing has changed in the past or the present.

So Jan's just Jan.

Just like Jan.

I gave it to you because I wanted to.