How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Early bird caught the bug.

But Remain got up early and just did a lot of work. I didn't get hungry because I worked too much, and it didn't help me much to increase my lifeline.

Anyway, I was now going to Camilla Palace to get some sleep and coming back to the Arfia Palace, but that didn't make my work any less difficult. There was still a lot of work.

Le Maine asked in a low voice, looking up at the cloudy sky for a moment, whether it was cloudy or early.

"Not yet, Callian."

As soon as I opened my eyes, as soon as I was ready to start my day, as soon as I ate a few spoonfuls of oatmeal soup to replace my breakfast, as soon as I stepped out of Camilla Palace, and now I'm standing in front of the Arfia Palace.

I've already asked you a fifth time about things that aren't work-related.

Every time I woke up in my sleep all night, I would have asked Len, the Horissa standing beside me, a lot more.

"Yes, Your Majesty. No news yet."

Raul, the Grand Chamberlain, gave a polite answer to a question that still sometimes unfamiliar. Le Maine takes a short sigh as she hears the expected answer.

Calian went into the woods with Plants last night and fled straight out. Since everyone knew there was no horses to catch up with Raven anyway, it was because Remain had not allowed Khalian to go out.

It is hard to hardly stop Remain from going out there, ignoring Remain's will several times already.

"Count Manasil must still be here."

It's because the wizard who told me that he was so busy was so cheap that he wouldn't even let him sit down because of Le Maine. The other day, he was even angrier than Le Maine and stepped out.

"Yes, Your Majesty. So don't worry too much and wait a little longer. With Earl Manasil gone, even if I encounter the Silestinians, I won't be able to escape."

Whether he felt he was worrying too much about the Kalian or not, Raul was trying to reassure Remain by telling the story.

When I think of the golden dragon that had nested in the Great Desert near Tensyl, I think of the Duke of Siegfried, who guards the nest of the Sispanian, and then I think of Le Maine's face, who went out of the palace again because he was going to bring Alan who had just taken a stroll there.

"There's definitely something going on. And that's what you're saying about the three-way."

Increased outside the palace, sudden greed over threesomes, and apparently something happened to Callian, but Alan and Callian never spoke.

After realizing that what he said didn't help, Raul quickly brought up another story.

"If you are concerned, explain the situation to Prince Plants · · · · · ·."

"It has."

Since Plants must know what happened to Calian, Remain was the one who stopped him from asking Plants to explain.

"Randall wants to check on Randall and talk to him, and he's worried about what he might do next. Plantsman has never met him like that. Meet Plants, ask him about Randall's situation, ask him why he ran away, and let him go this time, because I don't always want to find him."

When Allen hears this, he looks at the far entrance of the palace and goes inside the Arfia Palace.

Then he looks at Alan, standing in front of the Oval Office, and frowns profoundly. It's because Callian wasn't there.

* * *

I eat sweet since morning.

Remain was wearing glasses when he saw a wizard with his tiny feet eating hazelnuts and almonds, and a tart with strawberry and custard cream.

"You won't tell me again."

"I don't know where the prince went on his way back."

Alan, who was in the Oval Office until late, immediately followed Kalian as he sensed him leaving the castle. But I couldn't hold on to Callian, and I just came back.

"He doesn't tell me why the erl went down south, and neither does this. Eventually, it's all connected to him, but he won't tell me anything."

Remain frustrated, but Alan frustrated as well.

'I'm worried that he won't know when to say anything to you. I'll be careful soon, so please take care of the teacher.'

Devilan has already sent a letter to Kalian. I didn't know what the Devil was going to do to Remain. Because of this, Calian sent Alan back to the palace, saying he doesn't want him to leave the palace.

"Your Grace."

Once Remain learns about Calian's secret, there is only one thing Allen can do. Calian will take matters into his own hands. We can't leave Le Maine in his hands in one yard.

"Let's just be quiet about this. I'm just pulling out useless orders. '

When he pressed the sincere advice about popping out of his mouth, Alan endured a cup of strong coffee filled with cream.

Teacups are lowered and the sharp eyes of Remain are rounded.

"When are you going to do your picking?"

I don't know what excuse Devil has for bringing Calian down, so I want him on the count as soon as possible.

"I'm going to set a date for next Tuesday. But even if it does, it can be difficult to put it on a three-way."

Remain replies as if he knew Alan's intentions.

This bull is quick to spot things like this today. I was probably worried about Kalian, so I thought about it.

"I think it's best to proceed as quickly as possible. Why do you think it's difficult?"

"I thought Kalian wanted to see the Elven Elder for Lord Bern."

Earlier, Alan mentioned Hina to Le Maine and the Elven Elder for reasons she might want to go with him. Since I was a Half-Elf and a rare healer among the Elves, seeing them in person would be a great help to Hina, Calian wants to go with you.

On the axis of time found, there was the word "king of men," and I could not say that I would meet the elder to confirm it.

"What does it have to do with the fact that the prince meets the elder and puts the prince on the top of the census?"

"Not relevant. But I got this letter yesterday."

Le Maine, who paused for a moment, pulls a letter out of the desk drawer. Then, instead of calling Len to hand it over to Alan, he got up and put it down in front of him and sat on the couch opposite him.

Meanwhile, Alan, who had almost eaten all the tarts, lowers his fork and opens his letter.

"· · · · · · · Hmm."

And immediately, he sobbed.

Alan raises his hand and presses down on his temples, feeling a sore head.

"I'll talk to Prince Kalian. Looks like they're going to be working in Sacritia."

Devil.

You snake!

* * *

I felt good.

Although the day is cloudy, it hasn't rained yet, and Alan has left for a moment, nothing has happened in the palace in the meantime. I don't know if I'm going to bother Calian any more, but I haven't met any of the Zeons in my travels, and most of all, Grey is smarter than I expected.

Though not compared to Plants anyway, he was definitely smarter than Lennon and had a better head for politics than Evan.

'Well, if you think about it, I did a good job that day.'

The day Callian steamed the club, the question of who hit you, was it not Callian or the Grey who saved my life by taking out Evan's name and not someone else's?

- · · · · · Yes. I overlooked it. I found out that Earl Evan Brissen was planning to attack Prince Kalian, and I gathered evidence just in case. I was watching the situation without moving forward because I supported Prince Randall.

Callian laughs deeply, reminding me of Grey, who once again succeeded in my lifetime.

'I don't intend to live long because of my personality that doesn't have a personality, doesn't know how cruel my hands are, and doesn't know how precious my subordinates are. But it still means you have a decent head to use. Still, I'm glad I have a good way to live.'

He's dirty and stupid, but he can communicate well. So it doesn't feel good.

A Calian thought like this came inside, following examples of knights guarding the entrance to Chermill Palace.

It was already delivered to Remain and Allen that Calian had returned to the royal palace, and he had to change his clothes and prepare again before meeting Remain anyway to explain the chaos, so he had to go straight into Chermill Palace.

"My prince!"

There was no one around the artificial lake and rose garden, and Jan, who had been told that Kalian had come in, came out to meet him. I'm sorry I couldn't sleep, but I'm more than happy to wait like that, and Calian opens his mouth, smiling without me knowing.

"Stay asleep."

"I couldn't sleep."

"Get some rest. You can travel with Merlyn in the morning."

"I've prepared a bath for you. I'll rest when I finish my bath and eat."

Yan, who had already prepared what he could think of desperately right now, replied: without asking where you've been, what you've done, where you've come from.

"I've been to Brighten the White."

After returning to the room, Khalian says to Jan first, looking at Jan, who was probably worried all night but didn't ask anything. I can't tell you exactly what I'm preparing for, but...

"You met Grey Brissen? Why did you meet him? I'm sure he's grinding his teeth because of the broken back, but what if he's hurting the prince?"

But I just don't want to hear it.

"If it's difficult for you to go with Earl Manasil, you shouldn't take Lord Bern with you. I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out for a while and see if you had anything close to home. Oh, my God. What do you mean, the White March? That's why I keep worrying. Did you fight? Did you get hurt?"

I frowned, but not in the bath, just...

"I didn't fight. I'm not hurt."

Calian smiles, still slightly bigger than himself, when he feels his complicated head chill for a moment because of the green guy who wants to spin like a bangle next to him.

"Jan. I'm hungry."

I feel good, but I was hungry after my head was cold.

Jan looked everywhere in Calian with a face that was white enough to erase all the tired colors because he couldn't sleep, and only confirmed with my own eyes that he wasn't really hurt.

"Yes, I'll make dinner right away while you take a bath."

Yan raises his finger and points to the upper floor.

"By the way, Prince Plants asked me to tell you to come up when he gets here. Shall we prepare dinner on the fourth floor?"

"I shouldn't have said that."

Callian smiles, saying, "It's you." But now I'm respecting him, so I wanted to see if he was better at all.

"Do that."

"Yes, I'll get right on it."

Whether Plants had breakfast or asked me to come back as soon as I could, he didn't mean to take a bath and relax and go up to the fourth floor to eat, but he didn't care about Calian or Yan or about whether he could just cook in the room.

* * *

There was no annoying scent.

Milk, onions, and corn in the soup smelled good. The cod steak with lemon and peanut sauce also smelled delicious when roasted with beef beans. Even the finely chopped chicken breast was rolled into thin bread, and even the thick bacon smelled the same.

Problem is, it was this morning. There's nothing wrong with a chef who's been serving such a great meal since morning, or a brother who's been eating it well.

Plants opened his mouth without touching the cod and finished eating with a few soups, two beef points, a piece of roasted bread, and a few slices of salad.

"I never asked you to eat."

"I'm hungry."

Yeah, it is.

Plants was wrong to ask his hungry brother to come up.

I have a message for the acolyte who heard me tell him to come up for a while, then went down and brought in the cooking dish, not his brother. There will be no mistake.

Lucy comes up next to the slightly impressed frowning plant and makes a pretty cry. Plants gave Lucy the chicken snack he gave me.

"What are you doing here?"

"You don't have to know that."

Plants' mind got complicated. If I didn't want to think about that right now, I'd have to think about something else.

After finishing eating, Calian asked, looking at Plants, which only needed one more thought, because of what he had asked.

"What did you call me about?"

That's a quick question.

Plants sighs and opens his mouth, looking at Calian, who ate well without fault.

"I don't think the king of Cecritia will give up."

"You're the one who's ready to give up because I've done nothing."

Calian, who looks like he's going to act, quietly replies and looks at Plants. Ask me what I want to talk about in the morning.

"Earl Manasil seemed to have sent a letter to you right after impersonating Prince Secretia."

Chug, chug. The sound of Kalian putting down the cup of water rings a little louder. Plants, who let out the sound, closes his eyes slightly.

"The king of Cecritia has officially invited my brother and his Half-Elf healer."

- Whoa!

Even though I did not finish the story, a deep life spread.

Out the window, it started to rain.