How to Live as the Enemy Prince

A scent rises from the transparent Borat Lavender.

I've never seen it, but Lavender wonders if the flower will look the same color as the car.

'I'm prepared to help you calm down, Your Grace.'

Raul, the Grand Chamberlain, dropped him off with this horse, told me that Calian had left the palace on his own. Lavender doesn't know how much that flower will help to keep his mind at ease, but he must have cared.

Whether it was the color of the tea or the aroma was surprisingly deep, it even felt purple. So Plants was looking down at the purple car in the white glass for a long time.

Even though the flowers that are no longer withered or bloomed will be considered beautiful for someone else. Well, I don't know.

"What are you looking at without drinking?"

No matter how interested he was, Le Maine could not figure out why her second son was not touching the cup. Instead, he was curious about why he looked at the teacup like that.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

So Plants only answered like this:

I knew it wasn't the right answer, but I couldn't explain why I was just looking at the tea and couldn't drink it.

If you look down at the tea any longer, Plants looks out of the window quietly, suggesting that you have another drink of tea. I feel like I can still hear Raven's hoof at Chermill Palace.

'Insane.'

Of course it wasn't towards Remain.

It reminds me of some lunatic who went out of the palace without saying a word on Raven's back.

The madman would never let a car with flowers drop in front of him. Whatever color it is, whatever scented flower it is, you know what the florist in front of it will think.

But a moment ago, the madman couldn't even put a word in my mouth, "I'm going to save Arsen." I know you left without even asking me to clean up after you because you said you'd save Arsen.

Nevertheless, I put the flowers away in front of Plants.

Nevertheless, he ran out to save Arsen.

How can I stand on top of it without going crazy? So the old man, who says his name is Khalian, is clearly crazy.

A crazy Khalian.

"By the way, no matter how many Erl Manasil went with you, I'm worried about you."

Le Maine's words caught Plants' attention again.

When Plants came to Remain a moment ago, Le Maine was not surprised to see Plants dressed lightly. It was because Plants had a good idea of what he was in a hurry to say.

Remain said he heard the hoofbeats from an open window as he spoke with Alan about increasing the number of people in Balkans. At this time, I wondered if there was anyone to ride in the palace, and the hooves stopped in front of the Arfia Palace.

After that, there was no sound for a while, but Alan suddenly woke up and said, 'I have a place to go with Prince Kalian, so do whatever you have to do alone.' Then he just left.

And then Plants came along.

"You'll be fine."

It was a slightly blunt response, but it was best for Plants. I've never said anything that reassures anyone before, so I can't help it.

"Alan Manasil is a talented wizard."

Plants paused, adding, "Alan Manasil is a capable father."

Alan would have known it was the Khalian who came on horseback. You don't rush in front of the Arfia Palace, so that's obvious. Calling Alan like that and going out with him won't hurt Callian.

Even if the sky falls and the earth is torn apart right now, Allan is the only one who can take care of himself.

"Yes, I know it's a lot to worry about."

Le Maine seems to recall something like that. Not Alan, not Grand Chamberlain Raul, not Captain Ren, but the second son. So I feel like I've said too much about Kalian.

"Plants, please don't take this third so lightly."

It's like an excuse for saying it out loud.

Le Maine opens her mouth again after taking a few moments to explain.

"The child who is always quiet is so different in the morning, giving him all kinds of worries, so he often doesn't know how to deal with it."

Plants nods slightly without an answer. Le Maine, who saw such plants, said:

"But because people are so contradictory, I also feel happy about it."

I'm happier now than when I saw him speechless, weak, scared, and always moistened.

Well,

Horse.

"Your Grace."

Plants shuts his eyes quietly, blocking Remain's words.

It was solely his fault that the old Khalian had been so quiet, but it was both his fault that 'so' had changed. Even if I could not tell you the truth, Le Maine should not be happy about it. You can say it because you don't know the truth, but even so, Le Maine should never say it like that.

So I said as I asked.

"Please don't be pleased."

Le Maine looked at those plants for a moment.

Then, after understanding the words, 'Calian causes too many accidents to be happy,' he nodded and replied.

"Got it. Don't stay here."

Plants didn't say anything else about him. Instead, he opened his eyes again and said, looking at Remain.

"I left what I had to do in a hurry. If you'll excuse me."

I said it to get out of the way, but it wasn't a false excuse. I've sent knights to tell them not to go after Calian, and now I have to do something else. It was to summon Hina and send her to the outer gate of the magical direction.

No matter how fast Raven is, even if he runs at full speed, it will take him an hour to get to the location of the Movement Wizards outside the palace walls.

Even though Chase said 'they' might attack Arsen at some point, if the timing is off, there was a good chance that Arsen or Euria would get hurt and come back. They were the ones who drove the prince of one country to his death before he was a sovereign, so they could not be matched by their status and strength.

"Yes, you should go."

After hearing permission, Plants quietly gets up from his seat, shows an example, and then steps out.

Remain in the quiet office and stare at Borat's tea for a while, he sighed deeply and deeply.

I finally realized that I had done something like a cow.

* * *

The wizard's eyes are filled with terror.

After awkwardly waking the wizard, Calian gives you a look that he has forgotten something for a moment. Then he began to examine the severed throat in his hand and the body of the man who had been killed by Arsen. There was no hesitation on the hands and face that examined the body. I didn't care if their blood was still there or not.

The sorcerer's wound heals.

There was magic. There was a dagger. However, the wizard did not think to do anything else, but saw the appearance of Khalian.

"I knew it."

A long time later, Calian said, That's why nothing came out of their bodies.

Soon after returning to the wizard, Calian smiles once more, making eye contact with the wizard. A cool voice did not match the impeccable smile.

"I didn't think he knew much, but he told me to keep him alive just in case."

It was creepy.

I've met a lot of people who smile deliberately to frighten the captivated opponent. But it was different.

The wizard does not see Khalian fighting well. I was knocked unconscious by Arsen and opened my eyes to the present situation. Nevertheless, I was scared.

- Peppermint

Kalian takes one step closer to the wizard.

The wizard flinched and tried to step back without even knowing it, but it was impossible. Just like a frog meets an open-mouthed salmon with its eyes, the moment I saw those red eyes, my whole body was stiff and motionless.

The Wizard was also a warrior in the Great Desert. Not nearly as good as Calian, but I thought he would use his sword and magic, too. In addition, Kalian doesn't think it will happen again, even though he has the power not to use it.

- Sarak.

You hear the corners of the jacket touching the floor. Kalian's face comes down close. A slight bend in the knee, Calian makes eye contact with the wizard and opens his mouth, expressing the silent expression.

"I'll listen if you want to tell me first."

I don't know what it's about, but Calian didn't mention it to me. The Wizard himself often wants to bring out information that could be useful to Kalian.

The wizard does not answer, and Callian does not wait.

- Shhh!

You hear a short dagger in your hand cutting the wind. Along with him came terrible pain. Literally a horrible, painful sensation ran through my head, not compared to being penetrated through my shoulder a moment ago.

A scream came out of my head.

Calian's swift hand tightens the wizard's mouth. The wizard's scream is interrupted by an unbelievable amount of pressure from the thin hand. Calian gestures quietly, bringing the index finger of his other hand to his mouth.

"Speak up, don't shout. It's not that hard to understand."

Forcing me to find out what I've been hiding is disgusting. So I didn't touch those I had met before. I knew it would be a loss, but I knew it would be more dangerous.

"I don't really like this sort of thing. So I just killed all those people who came to me last time. I don't want to do it."

I don't think I want to do it myself. I don't think I want to do it to anyone.

- Phew!

The blade reaches the end of the wound that began to heal. Seeing the wizard struggling out of his clutches, Calian speaks boldly.

"So if you had just touched me, I would have waited."

Then I grabbed the knife again.

I didn't even give the Wizard time to wake up and answer.

Something dark red, hard to distinguish between the error and wizard's blood, flows down onto the ground on a short sword.

"You shouldn't have touched my man, not me."

A warrior in the Great Desert with healing powers.

And the three princes of Cairis, who have come to know more about what it's like to roam in the most painful places.

It didn't take long for the winner to decide.