How to Live as the Enemy Prince

A clear green car with a faint floral scent.

I felt the fragrance of flowers that seemed to bloom alongside me for quite a long time, or I could silently touch the end of the fragrance of tea that was never luxurious.

Though I think of flowers blooming alone on the rocks, I sometimes think of small grass flowers that bloom like snow in the field. So the tea had such a nice scent to go with Hina.

- Hi, how are you?

Hina, who was waiting for the cup to drop, asked. Lucy, who came up with the horse, came up to Demirea's feet and smashed her body. Demirea smiled unknowingly, thinking that she was lucky to be wearing bright ivory pants.

"It's always peaceful."

Demirea, who gently stroked Lucy's back, replied:

Instead of answering the question, I felt how I always felt when I faced Hina. But I thought it might be an answer, so I just said this without even adding the answer to the question.

In fact, now that Demirea is with Hina, the knights prepared by Earl Eiffel arrived at Demirea's mansion yesterday.

It was originally created as a replacement for the Royal Knights. Plants was trying to give it to Calian, but they would eventually become the swords of Plants.

Demirea reports to Kalian that they have just arrived and have yet to enter under Siegfried's shield. And I gave him one more request that I had been delaying all along.

"A duel?"

Demirea didn't have to come to the royal palace to tell a short story about the knights, but she was about to take a step in person as she stopped the meeting of "the brides" from coming and going.

However, as she stares at Demirea for a moment, she shakes her head.

'That hand won't take my sword.'

Like Calian said, Demirea's hands are a little messed up right now. It's because I've been working a little hard to get used to a heavier sword lately.

Thanks to this, I was denied another appeal.

When someone saw Demirea, who looked like she had been rejected, smiled and said,

'I don't want you to be like me. I play the book, I play the violin, I sing Yan and I talk to her.'

He said something that worries him when he looks at his nephew, and then added another word.

'Though I like my fiancée to take care of me. I think you could be a little more Siegfried.'

and.

With a smile on my face that I hate.

Of course, that didn't mean Demirea saw Callian with affection. If that had been the case, Demirea would have asked for a duel, not a duel. Demirea also knew that when she finally found the palace, she realized that she had swarmed because she was conscious of the life Khalian had sent to the wizards. But...

Eastern armor, lesser training time prince, sodmaster.

As Demirea, who doesn't know what secrets Kalian has, she must be terrified and proud to see such a Kalian. He was swinging his sword a little harder because of that, but he said that.

Then he gave some Dried Chicken Jerky and asked Hina to bring some of this on his way back. Thanks to this, I started drinking tea with Hina.

- Lucy, snacks.

Hina, who spread the stack of paper through Yann's hand, smiles slightly and looks at Demirea and asks again.

- In the meantime, any other, work, anything?

I heard Demirea say it was peaceful, but I thought there must be a reason why she sent Lucy's snacks with lots of them to Hina's office.

"Yes, it's always the same. It wasn't that big a deal."

Rumor has it that my baby is betrothed to the youngest prince. Slay is asking when the 3rd prince will return to the Duke of Siegfried. However, there was some problem that he sent about 10 barrels, but it was not a big deal.

From about the past week, he no longer seems to have sent letters, either he finally found out about the fake marriage, or he started to send the same letter to Remain, or he stopped writing after he was found out by Sherry, or one of the three, but it was also no big deal.

"Better yet, I think we should celebrate. Lord Bern."

Demirea looks at Hina and congratulates her.

Maybe there's more good things happening on the Hina side than Demirea. The Bible says that Hina was placed in the right place for her abilities, and Kiri also received the letter of a knight.

- I like you more than you like me. I just got, like, bored.

Hina was still bored.

After Euronia and Arsen returned, Veronica was unable to rest at the academy on her own, and there was nothing more to do in the morning without Veronica.

"What could be better than being free as a healer?"

It's a good thing no one got hurt. Moreover, if you get him to join the Knights of Isson in August, Hina may be busy from then on, so it shouldn't be too bad to spare as much time as you can before then.

Demirea, who gave him such an answer, said, "Take another sip of the tea Hina prepared and put it down."

"It smells really good."

Hina nods and replies.

- Captain, it's for you. A gift from Lee, Bae, Le, and Le. Orchids, flowers, they say.

To be precise, he gave what Alan gave to Callian back to Hina. When Callian, who came to see him, liked the car quite a bit, Alan gave it to him, and when he saw that Hina, who had been in his room, liked the scent, he sent it back to Hina.

Kalian is a natural, and Hina is nice, so I can't give her anything.

Demirea once again swallowed the green tea that had been delivered to Hina as a result of this strange love of descent. Looking at that, Hina smiled and said, pointing to Demirea's hand holding the cup of tea.

- Healing. Do you want it?

At last, Demirea shakes her head and replies, noticing the large and small blisters and scars on the palms of her hands.

"It's better to just leave it alone."

Demirea's sword is not yet as heavy as Slay's. I was gradually gaining that weight, but this time I gained more weight with a little greed, and I got a lot of blisters like this.

- But if it hurts, tell me.

Demirea, who sees Hina, smiles slightly. It's because I realized why Kalian sent himself to Hina. Kalian will know it's a wound he doesn't need to heal, so he should take some time to catch his breath with his peers.

"It still hurts. But it takes blistering and getting better to get stiff skin. Thank you for your concern."

On the outside, Demirea's hands were just small and pretty. However, when I flipped my hand a little bit, it was full of stiff skin and blisters. Rather, Kyrie's hands were softer, so what should I explain?

- You said it, too. There's healing, there's no need for wounds.

Hina, who stopped speaking, stood up and walked toward the desk. Then he brings a small wooden box on his desk and gives it to Demirea. There was that green tea with the eggplant in it that I was drinking.

This would be a very precious present from Libern to Allan. He didn't take it out, he gave it all away. Hina moves her hand toward Demirea, who was about to say she doesn't need to give it all.

- Treatment, even if you don't. Sometimes, take a break. At rest. Drink.

Hina said, instead of saying that Demirea, younger than herself, seems to have too heavy a sword, just rest.

"Yes, I will."

I don't know if you can understand all that Hina said, but Demirea replied with gratitude for the unexpected gift. Hina smiles and nods.

* * *

Plants is smart.

What I've seen is a mess that I never forget, a quick change of thinking, and it's good to notice. Thanks to you, I've learned and used many of the things that Kalian teaches me.

"How fast is my brother learning? · · · · · · · ·"

Grilled bell peppers, fried bell peppers mixed with paprika, bell pepper and paprika salad, and ground paprika juice.

"Thanks to what my brother taught me."

Since Callian met Demirea, it's too late to talk to her in the kitchen. I only wanted to hear that I was already preparing a meal, but I didn't know Plants would do this.

"I didn't expect you to use what you learned like this."

No meat.

I didn't like the fact that there was no meat, but Calian smiled and said he saw an extreme table full of peppers and paprikas.

You notice that the tip is blurry and not in a very pleasant shape, so one of Plants' mouths dries up well.

"Ah. I didn't know."

Maybe Plants is still well practicing the realization that when you're in control of a madman, you have to be a little bit crazier than him. Whether he had any food to hide or not, it was a carefully thought out diet.

Yan, who saw the two of them, shook his head.

Then, after a meal with Plants yesterday, he went out with Raleigh, who still had puffy eyes, because he had an emotional mourning. I was thinking of changing the chef or calling Hina and showing him that to end this childish fight.

The acolytes of the bored face step out and Plants opens his mouth.

"Eat, not specifications."

"You can have some, too. A lot."

That's it.

The war has begun.

You take the roasted bell pepper without a sound and cut it in half, and a chunk of chopped paprika spills out. Plants took a mouthful of that mysterious roasted pepper without a change in expression.

- Dallac.

With sounds unlikely to last a lifetime, Calian lowers his fork and knife. Then I quickly bowed my head. My shoulder trembled again.

I burst into laughter.

As she said she was rotting inside, she laughed because she had no idea how to deal with the puberty of the storm that fills her peppers.

"Ahh · · · · · · · What to do · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Seeing the indiscretion, disrespect, and impertinence, Plants said nothing. I ate the peppers that seemed to be getting tired all the time. Either it was the grass after all, or it was just the hiccups, but Plants ate well.

Only Calian, who laughed frantically, did not eat well, and the dinner, like the war, ended.

I tasted like pepper while drinking tea. Yan, who thought the meal would be poor, prepared with banana pancakes, tasted like pepper. I ate hard dessert with sugar syrup not attached to small cut strawberries and tasted like pepper.

Calian lowers his head again and smiles in tears.

Plants opens his mouth in a low voice, leaning against the back of the chair and gazing quietly at what Kalian is doing.

"Say no."

Do you mean don't play with the bell rings, don't treat them like children, or something else? Kalian was also an unthinkable thing to say.

After a while, Calian stops smiling and asks a little later.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry about Renieri."

Callian smiles quietly and replies.

"· · · · · · · Did you know?"

The work of the old Kalian and Plants has not been approached by the present Kalian. I did not think to know why, nor did I curse or forgive Plants on behalf of the old Khalian.

So other problems than that. Except for what happened with the old Calian, just based on the relationship between the current Plants and Calian and Silica.

Was it silica that made the plants that made them hate the scent, or was it Kalian who pushed the silica away even before rebuilding their relationship with it?

Even if Plants had consented, even if it meant putting Kalian's life on the line. As a result, the biggest shadow for Plants and at the same time the lighting removed the silica.

Is it good or bad?

It was said, "Do not overprotect due to such thoughts." because it wasn't a problem for either side to understand, to forgive, to simply add and subtract.

Calian looks at Plants for a moment and quietly replies.

"Yes."

Plants nods. Then he pointed to Kalian's hand, the ring on his finger.

"I don't need the same treatment."

Don't treat yourself like you treat Chase.

He said he was going to protect Plants' heart, and he ran Chase through it, and he hid it from him. Something that, when you know the truth, makes you not angry enough. Don't do it.

Alan said it was only because he knew how. I only learned to defend Chase by myself.

Plants doesn't know why Callian can't do anything else. I don't know why I just sat there by myself.

- I don't know, there are things I can do.

You can do it because you don't know what Hina said one day. You know and understand everything, and you don't have to heal all those wounds and move on.

"I know how to roll in the ashes."

Kalian looks down for a moment.

The red eyes slowly go down and stop.

"· · · · · · · Yes."

Kalian replies with a short voice, as if it had been pouring down his hands for a while.

Plants opens his mouth again.

"And..."

Plants, looking down at the ring, finally brings out one last word that he most wanted to do but endured.

"bell. I hate it."

Calian smiles again as he looks back at Plants.

It was because of the meal that Plants prepared with care that Caliando hated it.