How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Alan said that one day.

"I told you one day, no matter how hard Devil's hands were, he was more interested in my son than you."

I knew Devil was a snake, but I still felt sorry for my child. I thought so, so I said.

I once said that Devilan was better than you because the princes who lived with worn-out breasts and suffered from Le Maine's complete indifference felt pitiful and pathetic, and I was terribly sorry that I couldn't even grieve for the short life of the youngest who left me.

"I had no idea."

At least Devilan was alert to what his son was thinking and what greed he was going to have. I thought it would be better than Remain, because he would be interested, too.

But it wasn't.

Absolutely not.

In fact, Alan doesn't fully know what Devil did to Bern. Since Callian didn't tell me what he was going through, and Chase didn't know it exactly, there's no way for Alan to know the details.

Perhaps he would have never hesitated to set foot on that hill where Siegfried could see him, but fortunately or unfortunately, he knew only a few stories, such as how Bern had suffered with the Devil and how he became a knight because of him.

Nevertheless, Alan was saying that he was wrong.

"I made a big mistake saying that Devil was better. I told him a story he shouldn't even dream of telling."

"Do you think so?"

I was a little offended by the story, actually.

I know I was wrong, but I don't think I'm any worse than that snake-like guy.

Remain silent, nodding and raising his cup, as another voice would certainly be heard. Unlike Allan's, coffee with no creams has a strong aroma.

"I don't need to look into how this reckless bastard treats my children. I'm better than you because I didn't know he was."

Somehow, Alan grumbles as he looks at Remain's shoulders as if it were a bit wider today.

"You and him. The same thing. Since we didn't know who couldn't measure what was better, we tried to compare up and down without any understanding, where in the world would be such foolishness?"

Ah, I'm glad you didn't mind.

When Remain hears the king's correction that not only are you worse than the Devil himself, he nods slowly, thinking, Afterwards, you look at Alan with a shivering face with many emotions about being like him from one less than Devil. Alan continues to reflect deeply, not caring about his expression.

"Yes, there can't be a better way to tell a worse parent from a worse parent. There's no difference between a bad parent and a good parent, which is less bad for the child and worse for the child. I guess I haven't learned enough to compare it."

Of course, I couldn't tell Remain what Devil used to be like as a parent, but it's not clear that Devil has treated Chase harshly. So I was just trying to fit in with Le Maine.

"· · · · · · · Yes. I understand."

But instead of telling me that I know I'm the bad guy, Remain was just graciously beaten again by Allen. Anyway, I did something wrong. What can I do?

After reflecting, the wizard and the king who had to reflect all the way through life drank coffee without saying a word. Alan's coffee on the whipped cream was finished and Le Maine's coffee was overly bitter.

- Parlack.

Alan opens his letter again, emptying about half a cup of coffee. Then, with the exception of the unnecessarily virtuous rhetoric, I read it again.

"Thank you for welcoming Prince Chase. In return, I would like to invite Prince Cairys, who said he and the prince were particularly close. Now that King Cairys has made contact with Prince Chase, this time..."

Alan said, as if he tried to suppress it but was furious again so he couldn't read any more, he became angry that he couldn't even burn it down.

"Transaction. I'm talking about a snake who will force you into this nonsense."

"Yes. As long as the prince of Cecritia has been here on his own, there's no reason to send Calian there." I don't want to send you. "

Alan, of course. Remain, of course.

"· · · · · · · No. I didn't."

Remain silent, adding to his words. Soon, Alan reads the letter, double-checking the situation.

"There are fewer sites in Cairys for elves to live in, so I keep asking if I can settle in the woods of Cecritia. In Sacritia, we didn't want to give the forest to those worshipping people other than Serenti after the will of the great king, but · · · · The Sispanians would say this is a good excuse."

For a moment, Dan Allen reads the letter again.

"Through Prince Chase, Cairys has maintained a mutually positive relationship with the Elves, and it has since been reported that such policies were abolished. I want to formally interact with the Elves in Cecritia. However, the Elves have a chapter of the conversation with the Elves, so if Prince Hina Bern · · · · · · · who will reward King Cairis for his hospitality and the representatives of both countries meet together to create a common discipline, as well as a fair testament to the positive relationship between humans and Elves who possess the unique power of Elves, healing, this horse is now at war. Don't tell the prince. By the way, Lord Bern and Prince Kalian wish to attend on behalf."

When someone hears about it, Cairis is mistaken for a successor to Cecretia.

It was a ridiculous suppression.

It was unacceptable.

"This is all because of your retreat. If Devil sees Cairis so softly, he'll say," Come and see the prince of this kingdom. "However, because of you, our prince is about to get caught up in something big again. What are you going to do about it?"

Our prince you speak of is my son.

Why am I getting mad again?

Le Maine sighed for a moment.

"Prince Gone Cecritia met more and returned with Plants, so I don't understand why he would summon him if they insist."

"He may not know what's in the palace, but if Prince Chase knew of Prince Kalian's use of tenants to help him in his troubled situation, he might have been friendly with Prince Kalian." "

No matter how many times Chase and Plants met in the palace. From what you can see, Chase took the most of them with varieties and feather-coloured birds.

"Yes · · · · · · · · ·. If I have to say no for any reason, I'll say no. Gears and fists in that little country won't reach Cairysis."

The relationship between the two countries can get worse, and then we can have some fights, and we can exchange some cold talk for a while, and if you get it wrong, we can beat it out of them.

"The lack of military strength is why the kingdom is weak. Perhaps if I go to war, Brycen will regain his strength and my power will wane again, but I'm afraid of that. I have no intention of bowing my head to Cerritia."

Alan nods.

I didn't want to make a big difference until the kingdom was reduced again, which I didn't see before, but I didn't let it out of my mouth. Actually, it's because Le Maine doesn't have a pretty corner, so it's not worth worrying about getting the crown back up there as soon as Alan does.

"But I don't know why he's suddenly like this."

"The man's life is on the line for something a little different from yours."

Alan replies straightaway as if he has nothing to hide.

"The rumor is that the disease is deep, but we can't call in a Tensyl Healer, and the Elves don't cure the human disease, so we're running into this commotion to figure out how to live."

The Elves were strictly disciplined.

According to Kalian, it was strictly selfish. You settled in the land of Cairys and made a deal with the humans of Cairys. Some did damage to the humans of Cairys, but never healed them. That was the rule of the Elves.

Knowing that, but keeping their eyes closed for them to live on the ground in Cairis was even greater because they were doing things that were reasonably worth the price of food, trading with the humans of Cairis, but they could not ignore the power of their 'Mother's Tree.'

Anyway, Remain quietly replied, appraising what is the cause of this ridiculous demand that has been conveyed by such elves.

"As expected of Lord Bern."

"That's right. From the elf's point of view, you're an elf when you need one, and a human when you're in trouble. From the elves' point of view, we can't stop Lord Bern from healing, we don't have to stop him, so we should just leave him alone, but it will be annoying to meddle with him, so we make threats with him."

I was told that if the Elves were on my side, whatever they gave up in Cecritia, the Elves might be a problem with Hina's healing skills.

So I ask you to attend this meeting in Cairys.

Although Calian doesn't have to go, Devilan said that if he was going to come, the three princes who were close to Chase would come in person and receive the full treatment of Cecretia in return and prevent anything bad from happening to Hina at the meeting.

"Just in case, don't worry about why something like this is bothering you just because of a healer. If one of those healers goes wrong, Cairys will be torn to pieces."

With Allen's nontrifling ambiguity, Remain frowns slightly.

"Do you like Sir Kalian?"

Then, my beautiful apprentice silently shuts up in Allan's eyes, looking at the rubbish rolling down the street, wanting to know if she is like you, and brings back her original story.

"· · · · · · · Yes. I'm not going to make that decision on my own, anyway. If you want to respond to what Cecretia has to say, you'll have to postpone the impersonation, but before that, you'll hear enough from the parties."

If Callian really wants to go there, he said it would be less dangerous to go to one of the three princes, rather than the prince, so he would postpone his decision. Or if I refused to go, I would refuse to go to Cecretia right away, and I was thinking of going ahead with my schedule for tax office.

"Anyway, I think we should talk to Prince Kalian about this. As you said, we won't need your opinion. Even though Lord Bern belongs to the Balkans, Prince Kalian is right."

"Very well. Let me know when you have an opinion."

"I will."

Alan picks up the remaining piece of chocolate, puts it in his mouth, and then gets up and walks out.

I drank another cup of Le Maine's coffee while looking at the Wizard's vacancy.

* * *

Alan knew that Callian had not returned.

Nevertheless, coming to Chermill means you have to go into an empty room and tell her that you have something urgent to tell her. But if there's something Alan needs to tell Callian right now, it's one thing.

- Tell me about the snake.

Early in the morning, Plants faced Allan, who grabbed him in a short sentence and called out to Callian for permission.

And like this, I spoke to the well-fed Khalian and lived to tell him.

After briefly giving an overview of the situation, Plants opened his eyes, sighing silently, and concluded that Lucy had become a large cotton ball.

"I'm thinking of going."

As the description of the plant continues, life fades away in an instant, as if by the wind in a perforated ball. It's because I heard something so ridiculous that I was forced to return to my senses.

Thanks to this, Calian calms down quietly.

"That's a strange conclusion. Why are you going there?"

"To see the sea."

What are you saying? This grass head.

A guy who can't even eat grilled cod says he's going somewhere to see something.

Immediately, Kalian taps his ear with his palm and looks at Jan and asks.

"Lucy just had a kitty, didn't she? You sound like a man."

"Bark · · · · · · · ·."

Plants shuts up, trying to tell you not to bark like you used to. I just heard from Kalian that he's a kitty cat, but I can't tell him that I'm barking at him from the perspective of my older brother.

"Prince Kalian, the town!"

Yan, who did not respond to Khalian, said he would work harder to serve Plants, and he was determined to stop Raric from taking my liver out of his belly for Plants. I learned that Raric's soul and body would be separated from that of Calian in this situation.

Even though he is older than himself, Jan, who twisted his lips a little bit, bows slightly to the two princes. Then he drags him out. I also knew that this is as far as I could go when I was watching and listening to two princes' kittens and puppies.

Callian looks at the closing of the visit and asks with a light tone.

"Was there anything else you didn't like during your meal?"

I mean, what did you do wrong and think that was absurd?

Plants is so clever that he frowns as soon as he hears what Kalian has to say. I don't know, 'I'm still with you, and I'm a little angry, but my brother doesn't talk to people, so I don't know, I'm just going to bark today' opened his mouth again.

"My older brother, who never had a sword properly, has begun to live with his curiosity and greed, but he has become too eager to have one. You're trying to take all my tangerines."

I know why you do it. That's why I'm here.

"That's all for now. I will only be grateful."

I asked you to help me figure it out, not to see Devil and get things done for me.

"You have a lot of tangerines. Shouldn't we have brought the whole thing?"

If there was only one tangerine, I would share it with you, but that tangerine is too much. So, it was hard to understand why it was greed to just take one whole piece and eat it.

He said, "I will help you without paying you back," and he seemed to want to pay you back. I don't know what else you got, but I don't know if you want to go back and pay me back. I don't have anything else for you. "

"The sword."

A solid sword that burns to the ground and doesn't shine a single light on the world.

A piece of a star.

Remnants of the stars.

"I don't think I've paid the full price."

"I told you that's my secret value."

- The sword you used to use.

"· · · · · · The value of the sword is insufficient."

"I'm not that calculating. You can just use it. I already got it."

Calian shakes his head slightly and looks at Plants. Then he looks like his usual face and is dazed with a bigger voice than Lucy's.

"There is a younger Dory, and I can send my frail brother far away. You should just grow up and have a cat."

I heard Plants' rage and thought I might climb up the path of the sword, but I was surprisingly serious. Calian can't lie anyway.

"You can just keep living like this. Don't even think about rolling the ashes."

There were issues with Zeon, problems with Plants' heart, problems with Randall, and problems with the Crown Prince's Bookshelf. A lot of things overlap, don't they? It's amazing how much danger such a Khalian would be if he left here, so the brainy peas would go to Cecretia on behalf of Khalian and stir things up for him.

But that's it.

"Don't do that. You don't have to. I hope not."

Maybe he was the one who smelled the blood on Calian's hands for days. So I said, I don't want to get blood on my hands already.

And after watching the rain pouring out the window, I opened my mouth again, not knowing if I was in the rain or asleep.

"· · · · · · The prince of Cecretia is not happy with his dream. I haven't been dreaming lately."

Calian's red eyes stare at Plants after a sip of mint tea covered in strawberry broth.

"Wouldn't it be okay for one of you to live a dream that's not a nightmare?"

Callian smiles deeply. It was because I remember swallowing similar ideas one day alone.

It's not too late for one person to have a real dream, so I don't think one person who just woke up from a nightmare needs another nightmare.

Callian laughs as he realizes that thought alone.

"You have to have a good dream. You got a good sword, too."

Yeah, it is.

After all, I have no intention of letting you go through the nightmare of being chased by a ghost.