How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Fortunately, he didn't die.

And unfortunately, I couldn't even faint.

Perhaps they were both unfortunate for Plants, but Arsen was still at work, unconscious and unable to pass out.

"Did you know that Prince Charming, your Deputy Commander, will see more Balkan wizards within two weeks?"

"I know."

"Has the prince, your deputy commander, showered?"

"I did."

"Did His Highness, the Vice Commander, eat breakfast?"

"I did."

"As Vice Admiral Prince · · · · · · · · · ·."

"Get out."

With eyes wide open, whether out of the office or out of the world, Plants sat down annoyed. Arsen immediately opened his mouth again when he saw the shirt collar pins and cuffs decorated with a pale blue topaz and handed them over to Raleigh.

"Close it."

Plants closes his mouth and straightaway rolls up his sleeve and turns to the paperwork.

Thanks to him, Arsen was unable to bring out the words, 'He showered, ate, and snatched well.' He drank a dark coffee that reminded him of the pupils of the wolf. I didn't realize I was late because I was with Calian, but when I saw that shape that was far away, relaxed, and luxurious, it made me feel uneasy.

Leek glances at Arsen, who drinks caffeine, whether he wants to live or die, and says to Plants,

"What kind of tea can I get you, Prince?"

Plants, who were quickly handing over the manifest, responded excessively.

"Coffee, no."

"Yes, I'll be right with you."

This stuffy guy, Raleigh, wears an ice-blue jacket, hands over a thin cardigan of similar color to Plants and then walks out.

Arsen looks at Plants' face for a few moments in the meantime, quietly turning his eyes to the document. Perhaps if I met Alan this time, I would ask him to add one more person who is young and smart, but short of words and has a lot of money, but not a deputy commander who lacks social skills. Of course, the Deputy Commander won't grow any more, but he's someone who can help you with your work.

- Knock, knock.

A short time later, Raleigh drops the orange and vanilla-scented teas one at a time on Plants and Arsen, respectively.

"Well, call me back when you need me."

After this same greeting, Raedric comes out, Arsen takes a moment to relax and opens his mouth.

"What did you say that morning?"

"Stuff."

It's annoying, but the answer is imminent.

Of course, if that's the right answer, it is.

"I know you don't look well."

I was worried about Kalian, who would have been with Plants the whole time. The third prince who never gives himself up to teach us what hell he can show with his chic face, not the new moss-like two princes.

It was never about the plants. Never.

"Vice Admiral, you."

"Yes."

"Do you want to go snake hunting?"

I wondered why I was looking for Deputy Commander Arsen Hertz, not the Wizard.

"Big snake."

Plants already unfolded a second batch of documents with a seemingly insignificant face, he added.

"I don't have a paycheck anymore. I can't afford to lose any more money for a while, my prince deputy commander."

Arsen replied to Plants, who is in charge of 'Chuddon's brother' in a relationship that strives to cultivate friendship in a way that cuts off each other's parents and kites.

"It's a little different than getting a bottle of basilica out of that liquor shed over there."

Plants, who didn't know what Basilica was, understood that it was nonsense, ignored Arsen and asked again.

"If it's something my brother asks me to do, will you try it?"

"Prince Plants."

Arsenal, looking down at the tea cup with a nice scent, calls for Plants. I looked at the light of the clear dawn sky and the green eyes of the newly blooming forest.

"The prince would never let me do that. If something goes wrong, we go to war with Cecretia. Even if you don't worry about me at war, the prince won't let Balkans into the land for whatever reason. You know that."

Would Kalian try to bring Arsen, no one else, and Balkan, no army at all, into Cecretia?

Plants, who already knew it was what Arsen said, sighed briefly.

How to catch a snake without anyone going.

Crazy brother's thinking about it, and I still don't know what kind of crazy conclusion he's gonna make.

"That's how long it's been this morning?"

"No."

The blue-haired wizard and I thought it might be the first time we had a conversation without growling at each other, so a very generous minded plant adds an explanation.

"Cutting someone out."

Arsen frowns and looks at Plants. Plants shakes his head, suggesting something else must have scratched her insides.

"It's not me."

Not me.

There's a prince who lives somewhere with his own knife.

"· · · · · · Did I order this?"

Maybe it was because he told me not to give up being the king's brother. Plants, thinking about it, puts down a cup of tea and opens his mouth.

"Innocent sinners do their job."

Arsen chuckles and nods, giving up more questions about what happened.

Innocent sinner.

I wanted to like what he said.

* * *

I didn't particularly dislike it, but I didn't enjoy it.

Of course, it was just Kalian.

"I think you like fruit."

Here, here, here, here, here.

Grapefruit is truly an unparalleled fruit. The last time I gave you a grapefruit cake, this is a sorbet made with grapefruit. Once you've tasted the strange flavor, Randall's voice echoes through an empty room toward Calian, placing the spoon down.

"You don't look so good."

"You say that when you talk about fruits."

"It doesn't matter when I take it out."

"It's because you brought it out, not because you're worried."

"If something happens, do I need to worry about you?"

"You trust me too much. But he's a human being, and he doesn't know what's going to happen."

I can assure you, Randall smiles slightly and puts sorbet in his mouth. I think the temperature of that smile is just about that sorbet, but Randall once again said that he swallowed the scent of grapefruit spreading in his mouth.

"Brissen or somewhere else."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

With eyes on the dried grapefruit segments decorated with sorbet, Calian asks for the correct meaning instead of weighing out the importance of Jebbuli Randel.

"Where they're touching you. You don't look so good. I wonder what made you so."

"Have you had more thoughts since you don't have anything to do with gardening? I see you have more questions."

At the end of summer, most of the rose in the garden withered.

When he returned from Roselita, Randall once again put the sorbet in his mouth as he recalled a single rose that was left.

- Maybe I should talk to him about it myself, so I called him back.

I feel like Chase's voice is ringing back in my ears after finding Callian to tell me that he couldn't tell me himself. It was because he who had the insight to see even the depths came together to face the endless abyss.

"Yes, there was something wrong. Don't worry about it."

"Yes."

Khalian nods in a thankful or regretful reply. I just remembered a little while ago, which was in front of Kiri separately from my actions.

- I gave that name to Prince Plants. The day before I left Cairys, I spoke to Prince Plants and put his name on my mouth. But...

'It's not that hard to remember. Let me know.'

Before meeting the Sispanians, Plants, in front of the axis of time, clearly asked Kalian for Bern's name. Like you don't know anything.

- You haven't.

- · · · · · · · I don't think my mouth can tell. I think so. Lord Arianna Castrin was the same, but Lord Kiriana Manasil was remembering.

Serenty.

- He keeps his mouth shut. Can't do anything about it.

- I'm sorry.

It wasn't Chase you should be sorry about.

Prince Kalian.

Serenty.

No, thank you.

Even at the end of the apology, I said hello again and finished the conversation with Chase, who was unable to say his old brother's name.

I finished the rest of my conversation with Plants.

- It's not your fault.

- Yes, I am.

Serenty, if you're going to meet him, I'm going to have to be angry.

- Yes, I am.

Plants did not say anything more.

I didn't even ask him what his name was anymore. After that, Kalian wakes up, acting like it was nothing.

You know you can't help it, but you can't say you're okay. I wasn't going to tell Peas that I just started rolling around, saying I was going to cover my tracks, so I just had to shut up and get up.

So I went to see Kiri.

And I'm here to see Randall.

"Come back next time you're in trouble."

Suddenly, the deep water was staring into the dark fire.

Calian smiles slightly and replies, confused that even the conversation with Chase might have been read.

"My complexity has subsided since I saw Brother Randall."

"Good, you thought of that."

I know it's not a compliment, but Randall replied calmly.

It follows a colder energy than Calian's precious ice crystals.

"Come up often if it helps."

"If it would help, I would."

The words of thoughtful boundary come back for a moment, not as genuine as the sorbet that just melted away.

"I'd like you to meet the Grey Bricen Change Bag just once."

After a long time of greetings, Calian asked. Randall takes another bite of sorbet with a relaxed gesture and then responds slowly.

"Ask or instruct. Tell me that first."

"You don't want to say please."

"You're reluctant."

Khalian nods briefly.

"Meet the Briensen Change Bag. I don't need to say anything special, but I need you to buy me some time."

"Shouldn't you also tell me if it's for your benefit or mine?"

Oh, I see.

He's got a lot on his plate.

"I'm relieved, and Randall needs to feel at ease of heart, so it's good for both of us."

Once you've tricked Evan into using Gray Bricen so well, and eliminated Evan, his Peas won't be able to make any more strange threats, so Calian will be relieved, and if the Peas do their best to help, the India of the oath tied to Randall's heart will be at ease, too.

Randall opens his eyes with the answer to the question.

"I'll check the available dates and send them down."

Kalian bows slightly in gratitude. Then I asked the next question.

"When did you meet Renan Brysen?"

"I haven't met him."

"You've never met him?"

"You cleaned it up in the middle of Roselita."

Renan Brissen, the merchant of the Brissen Merchants Guild at the time, was the one who wanted to hand over the collections with Earl Hale Latran. He couldn't take much more of Lennon blocking the way ahead. He bought the Bricen Merchant Guild and cleared Lennon out.

Callian nods, reminding you of the incident.

"Is it because of me?"

"That's right."

It's a lot different from someone who blames himself for everything in the world.

Calian, who tried so hard to blend the two brothers appropriately, gave the answer with a bold voice.

"I can't say I'm sorry."

"Do as you please. It's a given and take relationship anyway."

With Randall talking about what Demirea has to say, things get complicated.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Between brothers."

At this point, Randall looks up to Calian. I intuited a cold, deep, blocked fire that would never go out.

"You're making me uncomfortable."

"I see."

"It's all new."

Kalian laughs.

Every time I look into Randall's eyes, I always think of the deep sea of the day. I wonder how Chase got into the icy ocean so deep. I don't know what I was afraid of.

If it was Randall, then, of course, I would have shown it to you the day that Plants was injured, but what would you have done if it was Randall?

Chase, who must have jumped forward and backward, laughs because he thought Randall was so different.

"I have one question."

"Ask."

"Why did you just leave? That day, without your help."

At this point, Randall opens his mouth without hesitation. I didn't even ask when that day Calian mentioned was going to mean.

"It's good for each other. I kept my secret, and I kept my second place."

I was unable to stay sane the whole time that the bleeding was excessive and the punishment for silica was inflicted. Thanks to this, Randall remembered the son of Silica who was able to escape the sight of the Van Brisen nobles and replied:

The tip of Kalian's hand draws arc lines on the table, hearing from a fiercely rational person.

Randall and Chase were different.

Randall and Plants were different.

"If it was me dying, you would have stepped up."

"That's good for each other, isn't it?"

Khalian saves his life, and Randall holds Khalian on his back instead of revealing what he's hiding. It would be a good way to deal with Bricen by informing her of her two brothers' kindness. In that situation, Randall would have stepped up and healed her.

Kalian nods briefly.

"I understand."

I couldn't say it was wrong and selfish. It was ridiculous, but I didn't want to blame it on it because I had to say I had the right idea as a prince.

"Let the acolyte go. I'll pass along the schedule."

Randall looks at Kalian, who is about to get up without any more questions.

"I have a question for you, too."

Kalian doesn't answer, but he doesn't wake up.

"Are you still thinking of going to the Palace of Arfia, not Camelon?"

He said he was going to have a dog in Camelon, but he never told me he was going to do something at the Arfia Palace. So I wondered if Callian really wanted to take the throne.

"He's not going. I can't give up on Brother Randall. So maybe I should go."

It's not that coveted and useless, but Randall asks one more question, saying he won't yield the crown to you.

"Isn't that where we need it now for purpose?"

Not as a means to achieve something else, but as a means to the throne itself.

"No, my dreams are a little bit bigger."

Kalian shakes his head.

"The crown of this small country is no longer a means to use. I'm going to meet someone later."

I'm going to beat Serenty's head in the back while she's asleep.

That way, Arsen will really try to erect a statue, but he'll have to pay for it by then.

Then Randall saw the youngest brother with a grand goal of putting a short name on the front gate of the palace, and put a spoonful of the last sorbet in his mouth.

Calian rises to his feet, still watching Randall sitting still with his hard to read face.

I spoke with Plants and Hina was upset. After I told Chase the truth, I confided in Kiri. After that, you meet Randall and ask for what you need. So now I was going to ask you a question.

It's too short a way to stop walking in the rain. I still have a long way to go to walk straight without being distracted. So I decided to stay awake, try not to stop, and go to the Haycia Palace grounds.

To meet a truly great man once more.

"I'll be going now."

The sorbet lingered in my mouth for a long time.

I put it on, put it on, put it on.