How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The winter was short for Cecretia.

And Cairis was short in the summer.

Fall of such a secritian, perhaps the winter of Cairys. It was the first time since one of those days. Chase, who was on the high ground, didn't seem to be jumping.

It was not too much, but the wine I enjoyed as a habit did not speak today.

I couldn't figure out why, but I was so grateful for that telecommunications bracelet that gave off so little light that it could barely be seen in Tailan's eyes. Because of this, Tailan barely put in a feeling of wanting to bow, looking in the direction of Cairysis.

Chase, who said he didn't have a roof where he was staying, took a cup of mint tea with him to the terrace when he had a chance.

Chase took a deep breath for a long time standing in the frozen moonlight and opened his mouth.

"· · · · · · Prince Kalian."

I didn't know how to use it, so I opened my mouth at first and said, Tailan quickly approaches and explains again.

"You can't convey by making a sound."

"Oh. I was, by the way."

Chase nods.

Then he opens his mouth to Tailan, standing beside him.

"Thank you, Lord Castrin."

It was all because of Tailan that I was able to reach him.

Plants was short, but also short.

I sent a bracelet to that big hawk.

'I heard Prince 3 has something to ask you.'

I wrote it down. So what the bracelet is, how to wear it, why to wear it. Nothing, really nothing.

Not only did he suffer to reform it, he also naturally did not say that he had reduced the light expressed by Alan worrying that the bracelet would become embarrassing in front of Devil Lane.

It was not written in the letter as "My Brother," but "Prince III." Chase felt the care of Plants for a moment.

"I'll try again."

Soon Chase said, "I'm focusing again."

And after a while, it seemed like he had started talking properly.

You smile a few times, then bow your head.

She laughs a few more times, then bows her head again.

When Tailan sees that, he silently closes the terrace and enters the room. Walking some distance from Chase, he mutters to himself.

"I think you found your lost brother."

Chase must have said that one day.

But not long ago, Chase put Calian's name on his mouth.

I could almost understand the strange feeling I felt when I met him a few times. Come to think of it, there are a lot of things that resemble Chase.

Talking and acting, even the two steps seemed to have felt quite similar.

"That's strange."

After all, it seems that one of Chase's great shadows has disappeared, so it is welcome for even the prince of Tensyl, not Cairis.

Tailan comes out of the room with a smile as low as showers, and closes the door behind him.

Chase could barely sleep until sunrise. Thinking about it.

* * *

- The ocean will be fine. There is no sea in Cairis.

Callian laughs a little, as she asks.

It was not a sandy beach full of fine sand, but a round black stone that sounded like it would be heard when the waves came.

I love the sea.

The spire in the palace of Cecritia is a good place or not. It was always a place to go and reminisce about memories one day, but it was also a place to come.

So I like the steeple, but what about the ocean?

Chase asked.

Neither of them cares whose memories it opens up to answer. Whether it's the spire or the ocean. Is the wine good or is the other drink good? But do you know how to drink now? These things.

Ask, answer.

And so it was.

- I just got a little gift from the beach. In fact, I was going to pay for it, but this time I did the same thing for one coin. The house is a little bigger, but there's a little rock, and there's a little island. The moon rises, the stars shine. It's a place of peace and quiet. Prince Kalian would love that.

Callian smiles again.

This time, it sounds a little different, like it's raining on a hill far away.

- I wonder how it's going. I wanted to go a lot, but I couldn't.

I didn't tell them where the sea was, but I laughed thinking of the same place.

Will Kalian still be standing in the same place, will he be able to talk and laugh, will his heart still be beating at the same time, and will he not be forgotten this time?

That day, Cecretina would still be peaceful, small and beautiful. With all those things folded away.

For the first time, I had a dream with a voice that felt no anxiety.

- So.

By the time the dream was over, Chase had said,

- What can I tell you, Prince Kalian?

Wise.

Still smart, Chase.

Send a falcon up there, put a bracelet on the falcon's ankle. The story that I told was like a flame at the end of a campfire, so I could see the red and small flame and hold it with my hands, and I knew that it was not just a dream that might be left dark ashes someday.

So instead of telling that dream story, I was telling him what to really tell me, and now I'm asking him to tell me it.

- Next time, if it's still not enough, I'll tell you then.

As Plants thought.

I couldn't speak after hearing that voice. Knowing that Chase misses more than he thinks. Callian postpones the question with these words.

- · · · · · · · · Axis of time.

And Chase said, He takes a breath for a moment.

- My birds saw something in the cave that day, and they said it was an unknown text. Other than that, I don't think Prince Kalian has anything else to look into right now. Do you want to compare the text with what was engraved on the axis of time? You're welcome to tell me a story.

Chase didn't realize it reappeared underground in Hessia. I was even thinking that if Callian were to ask Chase something about it, it would be something other than the axis of time.

Without an answer from Callian, Chase makes his own decision again.

- Actually, I don't really think about it, so I probably don't know the details either. Let's look back. I'll send it as soon as I can. That will be all.

Kalian is unable to answer again.

I failed to explain, explain and apologize for why I did what I did.

- I'm sure you will. Prince Kalian.

You still haven't told Chase why you handed him the rotten rope. So I couldn't say anything else either.

- · · · · · Thank you.

- When I'm alone. Or something stuffy might happen. Unless he is, too.

But Chase understood both what was said and what was not said. I understand, I understand.

- Maybe for no reason at all. We'll be in touch.

I can't call her by her old name right now, or sit down with her and drink mint tea, but I will still call her.

- Anytime, anytime. That's great.

Callian replies.

The sound of a windy smile continues to strike the thin blade of grass.

* * *

A few more days have passed.

Oddly peaceful days passed by, as if they were not everyday.

And one morning, I spent the rest of my life like that.

"So that's..."

Callian looks at Arsen strangely, looking at Allen's office and opens his mouth.

Kalian raises one hand and covers his face, unable to speak the next. It is to endure laughter as it has often been.

"What the heck."

Kalian is having a hard time smiling at the words twice. It is because he remembered that he should never smile now.

After that, Kalian glances at the blue-haired ice wizard who stands up to greet him.

Clearly, Kalian has something he wants to do. He and Kyrie went to Wilhelm's Coffin. To see Alan.

"I thought I made myself clear."

Callian looks at the luxurious frame, leaning against Allen's spacious desk in the office. A long, black cloth was fixed in a frame with a white background. It didn't take long for Calian to realize that it was his black robe leg.

"I told you to burn it. Lord Hertz."

"I'm here to ask Captain Manasil for a conservation spell. I will pass it on to you as a heirloom, my prince."

"It smells like blood."

Arsen laughs. A smile filled with the willingness to never throw away the lobe that Callian gave you.

"It's okay because of my blood."

"Me. I'm not okay."

At the end of this incomplete conversation, Kalian bites one foot, which no one will be able to resist. It was something else.

Calian's eyes barely pop out of the wacky frame, this time touching Allen's table.

There was a human figure about the size of a palm on top of it, and it was,

"Give it to me. Melt it down."

The ice sculpture was engraved on the same day that Khalian stood in front of Arsen.

That crazy prick really made it.

The statue of Callian!

I can feel Kiri holding her breath, standing quietly behind Calian. Even that Kiri had a smile on his face.

"Ha."

Building a statue of the prince that has not yet ascended to the top of Cesar will not have such a good effect on Khalian, that it cannot be made to the actual size of Khalian's height.

Later, when it was time for you to go to Camelon and raise a dog, you were also eager to make it at the right size.

"It doesn't matter what you offer, Prince. And I think if I give you this, I'm going to make another one anyway."

His face is quite serious.

Arsen doesn't lie to Kalian. So I really meant what I said.

It's just that, um,

Welcome to the home of Archmage Alan Manasil! '

He did not mention that he was here to ask Alan if he could put in a sculpture the ability to say nice things that Khalian said that day.

When I said that, I realized I could really die in the blink of an eye.

"I saved you for nothing."

Kalian, who cannot lie, also said this with a solemn face.

Then, one day, after Arsen left work, he stopped by Wilhelm's coffin and thought he had to get rid of that creepy statue that was still hanging there.

Alan looks at it and smiles and moves his magic. A small statue that resembles Khalian melts quickly and evaporates.

I said I could make another one.

"Please, have a seat. Sit down, too."

Alan, who took one finger off the grudge that Arsenal had made him stubborn in front of Calian, said:

"I'll try again when it's time to make it right later, then."

"Don't. Never."

Wizards are crazy. It wasn't a day or two, so it was fine. Calian finally realizes that Arsen was the best. He sighs deeply and sits on the couch. Then I called Kiri and sat down together.

"What brings you here?"

Alan asks, "How did you get to Calian?"

It was just to get back to the topic.

When Kyrie saw the sweetness of the soufflé cake with too much syrup that was just right for Alan's taste, she was slightly surprised.

"I don't think we'll have enough men to train if the knights join us, Master."

Callian looks at Kiri and gives a meaningful smile. And I kept saying,

"I don't think I can train you, but I think I can compete with the knights. What do you think?"

Karen and Raon, the knights that Plants started managing. He wanted to leave Kiri as a match for the knights who were there.

Alan turns to Kiri and opens his mouth, looking at Khalian for a moment.

"You've grown so much already."

Alan looks at Kyrie's eyes, which stood still after waving his sword at the people of the gambling center, and sees that her eyes were somewhat different.

Even though Alan seemed to be quite proud of himself, Kiri took a sip of tea without saying anything. I didn't know what to say about words that assess my abilities.

"Very well. I will tell you a story."

"Thank you."

Arsen, who was sitting next to you, smiles at Kiri.

"Congratulations."

Thus, Kiri became very embarrassed. To be precise, from Alan's words, "Have you grown up that much," I didn't understand what the conversation was going on until now.

Callian has brought Kiri here with no explanation. I understood how hard it was to fight Karen or Raon's knights, but what a celebration without me.

Arsen explained that he saw the puzzled face of such a Kiri.

"Will the escort acolyte be able to challenge the knights?"

After hearing that, Calian opens his mouth, smiling at Kiri, who understands a little.

"It's time for something other than my shield. Kirrier."

Knight in shining.Kalian's Sword.

I was told I'd be knighted on Kiri.