How to Live as the Enemy Prince

- Do not engage the Wizard of Cairys.

Here is a quote from the instructions given to the Seychian tenants. Whether it's a fight or a brawl or a simple conversation, the Cairys' Wizard asks you to look away.

If you ask why you should not only deal with the Wizard of Cairis, you can find out why in their unique disposition.

Libern, a magical empire, and a multitude of knights, but not particularly bad for treating a wizard. What they have in common is that the wizards are surprisingly normal.

Just by the looks of Alan, a foreigner.

I am relatively free to think, but not crazy. He's got a crazy mouth.

· · · · · · Well, anyway.

Cairys' wizards are curious, don't avoid a fight, and like to drink. And as everyone knows, everything was a little crazy. I don't know why, but they were definitely a lot different somewhere.

The head of such Cairys wizards. That is, no matter what happens, the most important wizard said.

"Hey, you guys."

With this said, the three tenants who knelt side by side stared at one side. There, as if nothing had happened, there was a Bora Head Wizard sitting on a rock.

"Yes, you guys."

As the tenants look at themselves, Uriah smiles with a slight smile. The tenants who saw the smile felt a chill inside their clothing collars.

"Search."

That morning.

Three puddles of water were created, frightening to the end of Eyria's words facing the tenants. The puddle, the size of a man's head, moved as if it were alive and swallowed up the faces of the tenants. Avoiding was the second thing that happened so fast that I didn't even realize what was happening.

Concentrated deep water flows into the nose of the sawdust and into the mouth, confused as if it were a thick jelly. Not only was I breathing, but I couldn't even swallow the poison.

Without resisting anything, three birds lose their minds one by one. When I regained consciousness, I was confined side by side like this.

"Deputy Hertz didn't kill him because he wanted to keep him alive. So thank me when I see you later, bitches."

This frowns at the eyes of the setters. Now I realize that the Wizard sees them as three sparrows.

"Uriah. Watch your mouth."

"Yellow Wool", a triumphant leader, gives out the sound of this handwriting. Dead is dead. I didn't want to be treated like that.

Even so, they were chasing a group of strangers.

They were also loyal and powerful enough to follow Prince Chase's direct orders.

He is a great talent, except for the trivial matter that his loyalty was too much and he was powerless in front of Uriah.

"I kept them alive because they looked like royal birds, not kings. I'm patient, so leave me alone."

He glanced at the yellow woodpecker and turned his eyes back to a bunch of paper in his hands, and spoke in a very relaxed voice.

"I took out all the poison I was biting, so don't think about biting your tongue, because I don't have anything to ask you. I'll let you go tomorrow."

It was a complete disregard.

The tenants stare at Euria with ferocious eyes. Either way, Uriah sat on a rock and began looking carefully, handing over the handheld papers one by one.

That's how much time has passed. Yellow woodpecker opens his mouth again.

I don't know why, but I know how important Chase is to us right now. So I checked the information and disobeyed orders in my desire to pass it on to Chase. Knowing that if you go back to Chase, you might die.

The three rookies who were so useless and had the wrong way, especially the yellow woodpecker, thought that we should know more about what had happened.

"What time is it? If you don't report to me, there will be a trace."

"It's night. Everyone's sleeping well. If you're hungry, tell me.There's leftover pigs."

Uriah replied, ignoring the lie that Chase would be followed. I didn't even mention that I even slipped to the lost tenants.

"Where is this place? Who lived there?"

"The cave. The dead."

Why did you ask me what you found, and the muttering gaze of Uriah was still on the paper.

However, the yellow woodpecker, who felt that the conversation was still going on, paused and said.

"We were tracking 'Xeon'. I think we can help each other if we work together."

Uriah's eyes glow for a very short time without the seers noticing.

Xeon.

I understand it's the name of the group that attacked Kalian.

The Yellow Wool is offering Euria an invisible deal. Get Euria's attention by passing along information that may interest her, but not secrets. so that we can exchange some knowledge with each other.

Curious wizard. I thought I'd run if I had any questions.

"Why? Never mind."

If she were a common wizard, she would be, but now she sits as a competent boss of an intelligence organization, not the head of a sorcerer's association.

"What you're looking at is data relating to them."

"Uh, maybe."

So on the contrary, I leaked some information that I think the yellow owl would be curious about. You can't even read.

All the other utensils were broken, but the paper was fine. Definitely important data. Because of that, the yellow woodpecker thought he had to take it somehow.

"I told you, Uriah. The people we've been tracking and the people you've been investigating have something to do with it. So that's it."

"Wizards are scared. They don't hold hands with anyone."

Perhaps if Arsen had heard this, he would have made a face, but for now, the tenants had a blasphemous face. The yellow woodpecker understood the words just now enough to refuse and asked something else.

There was a strange sight asking questions about Euria, who was being watched by the enclosed Sezards.

"Where is the Deputy Commander of the Balkans?" "

"I ran errands because I thought this paper would disappear once I got out of here."

While the tenants were sleeping, I took a piece of paper out of the cave, just in case. At the same time, I saw them all scattered to dust as they crossed the boundary of the cave. It was the same in the space of Uriah or Arsen. It was the same reason for leaving the cave.

"There's a conservation system for paper all over the cave."

Preservation magic was not a magical realm for two wizards to practice. Arsen was about to go to them for help from the wizards who were staying near the Movement Wizard. Worried about the three beggars with him, rather than Euria with the three beggars.

After all, you've confirmed the data is unusual. Soon the yellow woodpecker opened his mouth again.

"I'm hungry. Did you say you had something to eat?"

"Oh, wait a minute."

Uriah, who answered lightly, stood up.

And that moment.

- Kwaguava light!

You hear a thunderous sound outside the cave.

The sound of the cave roaring and the ground trembling. It was a wave large enough that the stone dust fell off the ceiling for a moment.

Eyria's eyes turn fierce, spreading the veil of water and blocking the dust.

The little Arsen is still out there.

Something must have happened.

* * *

Three.

There were three of them.

- Support!

The sound of the sharp ice cracking open echoes through the forest. The tip of the fragmented ice stretches like dozens or hundreds of thin threads, covering the opposing team's red barrier.

The rapidly deformed ice intertwines with each other and wraps itself around a red shield. Immediately, the magical power moves once more along Arsen's hand. The ice squeezes together and squeezes the entire shield from all sides. Four ice spears pierce against the weakened shield at once.

- Qasim!

- Quasizig!

The two ice spears did not pierce the shield and the two pierced.

A warrior who had his neck and heart pierced in one fell to his knees, losing his life. The sword in his hand falls to the ground powerlessly.

- Kuang!

Immediately, the sound of his head smashing into the ground echoes heavily.

Arsenal recognizes his death, but does not see him fall slowly. As he fires the ice spear, Arsen's new brother disappears a little farther from him.

Two now.

There's only two of them!

"Deputy commander of the Balkans, Arsen Hertz."

A warrior who remembers what Arsen said to him a moment ago opened his mouth slowly. Her scarlet blade edges toward the ground and her face is calm.

"I'm Tamira. And that's Marcita. The man you just immortalized is Yurka."

Not interested

Arsen didn't just say hello, he was curious about his opponent's name.

"Be honored to hear the name of the great warrior and die."

On the contrary, nothing was more annoying than this. I thought that's why the teacher asked me to give it to him first. Arsen was lost.

Together, dozens of small spears were created in front of Arsen and shot out towards the warrior of the Great Desert called Tamira.

- Slut!

Reflected ice crystals in the moonlight crack the air leaving a blue remnant. Then, at a distant point, the wizard's hand, called Marcita, flashes red briefly, creating a red veil in front of Tamira.

- Tada party!

The weakening of the previous attack is more painful than the dull pain coming from the senseless left arm.

Arsen moves his hand once more. A huge ice spear to Tamira lands like a falcon that found a rat. A red aura spins from the Wizard's side, setting up a second shield for Tamira.

At the same time, two ice spears created behind the wizard fall down, aiming for the head and heart. It was a trick Arsen once used to deal with those who had been with 40 people before.

- Saab!

Sounds like a death sentence.

However, I did not hear the bones crumble.

- Kang!

Instead, you hear Tamira toss out two of the daggers that flew towards the wizard.

With the sword raised in one hand, he blocked Arsen's spear and blocked the ice spear towards the wizard with a dagger.

- Slut!

The ice that had fallen from behind the wizard rises together and attacks the wizard again. A sharpened fragment swiftly strikes the wizard.

- Get the cards!

An attack aimed at a moment, but the red screen flashes briefly behind the wizard as if it were already being prepared. Then the ice sculpture falls to the ground in vain.

Wook.

The pain comes again from the left shoulder of the deep cut. The stench of bloodshed is disgusting.

Tamira raises her sword, riding on Arsenal's arm, watching the drops of blood fall to the ground. Arsen moves again, not intending to die quietly.

Arsen's new statue disappears in an instant and appears directly behind the opposing wizard. Then a dagger full of red energy rushes in front of him, tearing the wind.

Amazingly enough, it was an attack by a wizard.

- Kazakh!

The blue glow falters for a moment in the air, and Arsen's shield wiggles.

The hardened tip of Arsen's right hand shifts briefly, and the shield is firmly restructured. At the same time, Arsen creates a sphere of ice in front of the wizard's heart. It would completely cover the wizard's body.

- Shhh!

The cold, pouring out of the sphere, completely wrapped around the wizard's body. I was about to freeze it, Ta-ang!

Tamira's flying sword strikes Arsen's shield.

Damn it!

Arsenal quickly steps back and spills six ice spears towards where Tamira was a moment ago. The tip of the spear, which seems to pierce anything, slams into the ground.

Tammy.

It wasn't there already.

- Whoo-hoo!

Towards Arsen, who has moved to Teleport, Tamira, who is already too close to reach, raises the Great Sword. The sword in her hand trembled and produced a dark error, as if she were going to feed off Arsen's body right away.

I can't avoid it.

It can't be stopped.

You see a smile on Tamira's mouth.

- Shhh!

Her sword falls upon Arsen.

The moment I felt the young red light flash on my sword.

- Kwaguava light!

Torn eardrums shake the forest.

And...

"Are you all right?"

A sword with a drop of Dark Red Energy.

It prevents a red error from landing on Arsenal's neck.

A red-eyed man who had more red eyes than Tamira's red aura gave a horse to the wizard in charge of 'Madness', who had forced himself to block someone's way twice.

"I just want you to do what you can in the future. Lord Hertz."

After blocking his presence, Arsenal looks at Kalian's back and makes a firm decision.

"I'm sorry."

I'm going to make a statue of Callian from ice that won't melt.

Full body frostbite.

It's a lot of cool and handsome.