How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Hina is angry again.

I was a little angry, too.

- The people I treated, almost all, for Prince Charming, wounded.

Of course, the most severely wounded of them were Kalian and Plants, but it was absolutely inevitable, so they didn't count it.

However, if we are worrying about getting rid of unnecessary wounds, Khalian, who knows how to put people to sleep forever if he sees someone who's always bothered to hurt us, is actually making patients by going first.

Then I'll be angry.

- Gentle, Prince Charming, if you'll excuse me, everybody, you've got a neck injury. The other wizards, and the wrong deputy commander, especially the good prince.

Hina, who had cleaned up Demirea's wounds, was upset to hurt the healthy people for no reason.

- Like, on purpose. Most of all, the brother you're dealing with, he's not hurt.

The body of Kyrie, who is teaching and sparring the most, is being careful not to give a scratchy whip.

"You did that on purpose."

Demirea nods softly and replies, the first time she saw him get angry.

I guess it was different when Callian was in Siegfried for a few days. Since then, Demirea knows the bitterness of Khalian's hands, as Hina has already treated her patients.

"You're warning me. It's a sword. If you're careful.You 'll have to be more careful."

- I thought so, too.

As Hina said, she tightened her mouth and created wrinkles on her brow. Then he looks at Demirea with black, wide eyes and sighs deeply.

'Sometimes that sweet prince just gets angry.'

There is a very bad habit of pretending to be angry sometimes. I just kept my mouth shut because I knew it wouldn't be profitable to say that.

- For the Duke, you don't need to be teaching, scarring. In fact, if you look at Prince Charming, I'll teach him a lesson.

"There must be some scars to remember for the better, Lord Bern. just like the last callus."

A tea filled with lemon-scented herbs and dried apples gave me a peaceful taste that would calm my mind. I felt at peace when I went to the mansion and got a gift for a cup of tea that I forgot to drink.

"When I was in Siegfried, I couldn't smile much, but thanks to the accident-prone Prince III, I enjoy a lot of things. I have no complaints because he teaches a lot and has a lot of value for his name. I don't care about the scars, so don't yell at me."

The shadow of the heart disappears thanks to the brother who takes good care of the prince, and it feels like I'm just like other ordinary people my age for a moment when I meet a thoughtful peer friend who I made thanks to the prince.

Hina smiled as she looked at Demirea.

- The Duke, to me, taught me a lot.

"I see."

I learned not to worry because I knew instead of worrying about what I could do.

- But the bad ones, the bad ones. Later on, if you hurt someone, for no reason, you really, really, really, really hurt them.

Until then, Demirea nods and opens her mouth with no reason to stop you.

"Tea always smells so peaceful."

Then, after answering Hina's words, he laughed in a quiet voice.

* * *

The rain stopped and the sky was clear.

It was a peaceful day, as Demirea thought.

Hina and Demirea discuss Calian's wrath, and Kyrie begins explaining it to Plants one by one as she slowly unfolds her Kalian sword.

After a long time, Uriah went home early and smiled satisfactorily while drinking a marzurini with a purple cake from Alan.

Shatin, a costumer who had completed a costume specially ordered for Freya's Thanksgiving, carefully examined the clothes and accessories to make sure they were spotless and then leaned over the couch as if it were sagging.

After finding the office that Plants and Arsen shared, he quickly left 'My Prince is not coming today,' Arsen and Needleren debated whether he was overwhelmed or outraged after being notified of his fellow workers' sudden vacation news.

So everyone was having such a peaceful time.

"That's funny."

Maybe that's why.

Calian laughs after a sip of cold tea with a rich mint scent. The results of Euria's thorough investigation remain in the other hand.

"I came to ask you for a favor, but you showed me information I didn't think of."

Knock, knock, knock.

Alan opens his mouth to Callian, who tapped the glass in his hand a few times.

"Actually, there are a lot of things that you don't need to worry about these days, so I didn't want to give you the results of the investigation right away. However, since he wants to visit the Elven Mother Tree, I think you should take a look at the data first."

"You don't have to stop me like that. because some people are smart enough to decide what I need to know, and some people are smart enough to let go of all the headaches."

"Good, you seem to be trying to share your tangerines."

"Yeah, well. because he's so smart, sometimes it helps, other than to have something to be amazed at."

I don't know if sometimes.

The sound of the ice creaking was good to hear, and Kalian shouted a few times, shaking the glass.

"I've been doing some research on the Crown Prince of Tensyl, and I feel unhappy about the king of Cecretia."

How can you be so sure about me?

I don't even know the whole past, and how someone who died is now doing things that are so disturbing to me.

"A white repair, most likely to have known that I was a 'Red Gorny', was part of Zeon. I think the birds of Cecretia saw me in Siegfried, where I stopped by. The birds must have seen the way Prince Chase helped me. Many other birds belonged to the zenith."

"I did. Devilan would have known that three dying Princes of Cairys had suddenly turned into someone who knew the code of the birds by using a sword similar to Lord Castrin's." "

"It's funny, Your Majesty, that the King of Cecretia knows something you don't."

I was mixing jokes and saying it was a funny story, but Calian didn't feel like smiling at all. Of course, it was hard to find a smile on Alan's face.

Knock, knock, knock.

Calian lowers his glass, placing his finger on the document and lowers his eyes for a moment.

"This time the king of Cecritia summoned me to Bilmey after turning the Elves. The Elves called me Zeon, the King of Men, on the axis of time. The letters written on the axis of time are engraved on the pebbles of the members of Zeon, and scholars who seem to be related to pebbles have been dead for a long time with them on the wall. That means that we have to somehow relate the axis of time to the kings of Zeon and Elves and Cecretia."

Alan nods without an answer.

"Once King Secretia knew what the axis of time was, it shouldn't be difficult to relate the axis of time to my news from Xeon."

"Of course. Lord Castrin, the Devil's guardian, is someone who can teach you his sword, and what has happened to Prince Cairys III, whom Chase so eagerly wants to take care of." It shouldn't be difficult to create a hypothesis by mixing the missing axis of time with such news. "

Whether you knew I was your son.

Whether you're mistaken for someone else who was close to you.

You were convinced of my secret.

Knock, knock, knock.

The finger that was tapping on the document instead of the glass paused.

"And · · · · · · · · · ·. The Elves who would be related to Zeon contacted the king of Cecritia, but they also belong to the Great Desert Wolves in Zeon. The prince of Tensyl allied himself with those wolves. There's a lot of people in the middle of Zeon."

All of this is connected to Xeon.

The heart of Randell that might be related to Zeon. Prince of the Seals, perhaps related to Randall.

The results of an investigation by Euria that included his recent traffic.

"It's different from what I knew and what Prince Chase taught me about his' past. 'I don't know if Zeon is making the prince of Tensyl move differently than in the past, and vice versa, if he is making the prince of Tensyl move differently than in the past. We know we have to include Prince Tensyl in the middle of an unsolved mystery."

Knock, knock, knock.

Calian's tapping hands stop screaming.

"Lord Tailan Castrin, Lord Slayman Horn Siegfried, Earl Evan Brissen, and myself."

Callian raises his red eyes and gazes at Allen, mentioning four of the five sodmasters except Grey Brissen.

"Siona Hill. We need to find out where she is now."

Suddenly, Calian's eyes narrow as he puts one more sorcerer in his mouth.

"I've been thinking about it. When the warriors of the Great Desert have the marble, they become so powerful that if I plant it in my heart, I can defeat you. Can I aim my sword at the Sispanians? I thought I could do it. So, how much would Lord Castrin or the teacher get for it?"

There is zero temperature at the center of everything.

Even Devil seems to be involved.

"If Zeon is really moving the Prince of Tensyl behind him, then Zeon is saying that he is capable of doing more than just that. You know, the kind of thing that makes a master a monster."

"I don't want to imagine, but yes."

Callian nods a few times, looking at Alan for a moment.

"Master, I have a difficult favor to ask of you."

"It must be difficult for you to ask."

If you ask me to kill him now, I will. And if I ask you to kill Evan, I will do the same. If I say, I must ascend to the throne right now, I will immediately enter Remain's office.

In addition, if you ask us to capture the Golden Dragon Silesian this way, we will be damned by the Sispanian and try to take out the heart of the young dragon.

So is there anything difficult to listen to from any of Calian's requests?

"I'm going to check on Siegfried Ball or Lord Castrin's whereabouts first. But there were two other great wizards besides you. I think we need to know exactly where they're doing it."

Two other seven circles of the great wizards who are staying in Libern. They also wanted to find out if it wasn't related to Xeon. To do that, of course, I had to go through Eline.

It was easier for Alan to send Pierre to the Sispanians and be understood.

"I'll check."

But Alan smiles softly, answering like this.

* * *

Talked to Alan for a long time.

It was the reason I had to talk about what I had originally asked for. Thanks to this, Kalian made Demirea wait in a small carriage in the royal palace and hurried to Chermill Palace.

When I entered Chermill Palace, I met the person upstairs who I thought I would never see again, knowing that Kiri would have taught me about the duel with Demirea anyway.

Kalian opens his mouth, greeting a froggy fish floating in a man-made lake.

"You ended it sooner than I thought."

Kalian knows best how powerful Plants' memory is. I also knew it was peas that would be understood enough to tell me things only Plants couldn't see.

For this reason, Plants nods only once at Calian, who passes the horse to a face that is not that surprised.

I had to tell Plants what I had heard from Allan today, but now Calian, who had been promised Demirea beforehand, once again bows his head and tries to leave his post. Plants grabs hold of Calian's feet.

"Why did you go to the Palace of Arfia?"

Privacy.

Where's my privacy?

Callian, who forgot all about where I was and where I was, asked how you knew about it, thought about it, and laughed as if it were obvious.

There was no special schedule, and going to Wilhelm's Cove was just to make sure he knew better that there was no one left but Alan, who would have been in the training ground at Wilhelm's Cove.

"I'll tell you later. I'm busy right now."

Since you're waiting for my fiancée, Callian pauses for a moment as she answers with a face that she doesn't have time to talk to you.

It was because I had one thing I needed to check with Plants before I met Demirea and talked to her.

"Sir."

Kalyan looks around a little and sees the silent expression. Plants doesn't feel any magical movement, but knows what a translucent membrane is. He entered Chermill Palace, standing in the middle of the road, and wondered what to say.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to Camelon?"

Plants turns away, staring at Kalian. I asked him what was going on, but he gave up on me because he wanted to say something in front of the guy who was barking in strange sounds, wasting his magical power.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"· · · · · · Now you're not having fun barking softly."

"I'm tired today. I can't afford to bark."

"What, then."

"People say."

Half again.

"I need a seat, and I think there's going to be a lot of work outside the palace. I don't even know what you're talking about, but I can't give it to Randall. So you can't do it for a while."

In the second half, Plants gives a low voice as he looks at Kalian, who has a holistic problem with why he suddenly wants to become crown prince.

"I have no intention of taking anything else from my brother."

"You didn't take what was in my hand. You gave it to me as your original position. Besides, I'm..."

No matter what I think, it doesn't change the fact that my eggs don't belong in this country.

Calian lets out a small sigh, barely swallowing his hind horse. One of Plants' mouths rises as he looks at Calian. It's obvious you don't think it's worth the effort.

"No."

Plants turns around and walks in with a stronger answer than ever, as if there was nothing worth rethinking.

After confirming Plants' intentions again, Calian smiles at the precious waste of time.

I thought I could speak better than him even if I met an enemy in my past life.