How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Contradiction.

The Sispanians know how selfishly contradictory it is to be human. Serenti.

Does Serenty know that?

"Unlike me, I wanted to be with him because he was going to break right away, and my brother said so and went to the palace. From then on, all I could think about was Prince Charming's letter from the palace. But one day, rumors came to Siegfried that the prince seemed to have changed in a moment. I have also heard that you are on the path of the sword. Until then, I didn't have much doubts. I thought it was just a gift until yesterday."

"Demirea."

"It's the royal business, so even with your brother by your side, you've managed to deceive your eyes, manipulate your sword, and hide it. The royal people have to survive like that. That's all I thought about."

Yeah, I hid it. I tried to hide it.

I've been trying to hide that I'm clearly different from the old Khalian. But on the one hand, I wanted everyone to know. I wanted everyone in the world to know. Please, I wanted you to know.

Whose son I am.

I am no longer Devil's son, and I can no longer be Remain's son. Why should I deliberately realize that I have become Father's son? Why it is not natural that I am the son of Alan Manasil, so we should not just forget about it normally, but why we should confirm in our mouths that I am your son and remind each other and rejoice.

Why am I suffocated if I don't recognize a moment with a ridiculous title that proves that I am someone's blood and that I am so named or allowed to be confirmed by someone?

"If you continue to use your sword to climb the path of the sword a year later, no matter how poisoned you are, your muscles won't be as damaged as a single blade. Even with the blessing of the Sispanians, you'll stop your heart before it breaks that much."

Because I can't control things that go up and down when I hold my heart, cover my head when I'm covered, hide my head when I explode. I couldn't help but feel terribly grateful to the attention, understanding and comfort of the Sispanians to take one more step.

I'm not actually that kid, but I can't be both, not anymore, Bern. But...

I promise not to lose my son twice. I promised that if I got sick I would talk to her and get treatment. I promise to receive something that will never be erased from my memory again. On a sad day, I promised to read a letter full of reflection. I promised I'd go to that little beach one day and have a drink with him. I promised I'd have a good dream now. Over time, I made a promise to measure whose height is bigger.

I made a promise that I would live well for you.

So I can't give up.

I was the child who was glittering just as I watched the red cartoon as it was thrown away, and I was also Bern who was crying just as I heard whale crying in the sea when the silver moon came down.

"Ridiculous, but crazy. You can't do that unless you were someone else."

I was her and I was Bern.

I'm not him, I'm not Bern.

Just, Callian.

I wanted you to know that I am that person. Please, I wanted you to know. And I didn't want anyone to know.

Serenti.

Serenti.

Do they know the contradiction? You know.

"Me."

I knew I had to keep my secret, but I couldn't even fathom the nonsensical selfish contradiction I wished to fail to understand, and why I kept my mouth shut about my secret name, and why I couldn't even fathom its high meaning.

"Let me explain · · · · · · · ·. All of them."

"Yes. Tell me."

I gave up my answer as if I had given up.

I never felt anxious or worried about Jan. But I didn't want to know. I tried not to. Jan didn't want to know.

Whether you remember it or not, it's the same person or not, my brother or not. I alone will avenge myself in this world. Even though I know that I can kill people with a grudge, the person who said he would live as a dead person may someday be needed, so I will surely save him. He acts like a madman. Trying to pretend that I can't forgive for a child who no longer exists. I live every day like that. After all, I'm just living backwards and forwards.

"Let's move. You have a lot of eyes."

I was sleepy when I said I'd bring you warm milk.

So I didn't want to know.

- Jubbuck.

By the way.

"· · · · · · · Leah."

Jan is back.

Then he interrupts the conversation without asking for forgiveness, and calls Demirea first.

So he was a Cyrus, not a Yan.

* * *

It was a small box.

A box wrapped in pale pink silk is placed on the table with a hissing sound.

While Arsena is away to oversee the training of the wizards and knights, Hina comes in after an increasingly loud knock.

- Practice. Can you help me, please?

Then, while sitting in front of the busybuildy plant while doing two days' work, he put down two glasses of sugar strawberry-filled milk and asked the question without getting the point out.

"There is."

So Plants also answered without asking how much help he needed to practice.

- Thank you, sir.

It was not hard to refuse gratitude or apology when I opened my mouth. However, what seemed to be made by hand was always unstoppable. If I wanted to tell him not to, my hands were always moving first, so I couldn't keep my eyes off him.

The box opens with a click.

It looked exactly like the color of the box, a pair of round earrings with a little pale pink jewel on the sole of Lucy's foot, or strawberry milk with hina on them, and a thin silver bracelet that looked just like any other in Cecretia, except for the one with the same color jewelry.

Plants opens his mouth, looking at it quietly.

"If you can't handle Mana, you can't use it in a hurry."

Hina looks a little surprised at what Plants said.

- How did you know? I-I didn't say anything.

Having not been through so much of Plants' intelligent head and rapid awareness, it was because of the reaction that he immediately knew what it was and why he had received it.

"Somehow."

Hina smiled at Plants who only answered like this.

- Lee, Bae, Lehn, the king's stone, he sent us. Magic, if you can't use it, you said it was okay.

such as controlling the temperature of the water in the bathtub or the temperature of the room in the Chermill Palace, driving a moving enchantment that moves objects to each floor, or allowing them to activate magic that locks windows. Perhaps that pink jewel was a magic stone.

Hina didn't know that she had broken two fine horseshoes, the size of two fingers she had worked so hard to find, for her earrings and bracelets. Nor did she know that Plants or Kalian knew. He was very reluctant to give money but couldn't get the horses he wanted, but only Alan knew about it without a second thought.

- Sweet, sweet prince, until you figure something out. The wrong deputy commander, my brother, follows me around, but if anything urgent happens, I can't make a sound. So, he gave it to me. The bracelet, it's for you.

Kalian stopped by the Arfia Palace the day before for this.

Thanks to this, I had a headache after hearing the results of Euria's investigation, but I was originally going to ask Alan.

I was wondering if there's anything that wouldn't allow me to use communication magic, if I could get some, if I could ask for it.

Chase is also being contacted in the palace, so he was wondering if it would be a big problem if he added one more of Hina's. And just in time, something has come from Libern to help make that possible. It was a gift made that way.

"· · · · · · · ·"

I didn't think of marble.

If you think you're out of your mind, it's been a long time since I've been able to teach you magic by making Shedding Cat Feathers out of Stables. If you're dazed, you can say, "No."

Hina reaches out to Plants, who is wasting good hair with this useless idea.

- To my brother, first of all, and to the good, the prince, I wanted to talk to him. I've never done it. I haven't. I thought that if I was, like, bad at talking, you'd be, like, upset. But today, no adult, no brother, no one comes to mind, only the good, the prince.

"Yes."

For the first time, we can do something called a "word."

I was worried that Devil might do another crazy thing, but it was something that would give Hina a voice for the first time.

Hina, who came looking for the Silent Prince who might be the best match for her training, took the bracelet out of the box and gave it to her and gave it to her.

Thanks to his foolish old brother, Plants, who had learned to wear a ring at all, took a bracelet and put it on his wrist as if he were familiar with it. And while wearing the earrings, I drank a sip of strawberry milk in front of me and waited quietly.

After a while, Plants opens his mouth to look at Hina and look lightly.

"Tell me. I'll listen."

Hina nods, smiling a little, not wanting to see, but listening.

I haven't heard anything for a while.

Instead of a voice that seems unfamiliar or familiar, you hear Lucy's sarcasm in her arms.

At the edge of the sunny window, Plants closes his eyes silently, resting a warm cat on his knees. I was busy, but I was relaxed, and I didn't need to look at my hands.

I haven't heard anything for a while.

After a quiet time, Plants waited without a word.

- Good morning.

It's been a while.

And finally.

- I'm Hina.

I hear voices.

Stand out because I'm unfamiliar with it. It's as if knocking is still cautious of many things, and small and small.

Hina's voice.

Plants, who didn't need to open his mouth to answer the very small voice, still smiles slightly with his eyes closed.

- · · · · · · Sounds good.

Round and round, Lucy once more gives a shout. A quiet moment passed by the sunny window for a while.

* * *

I was entering the fall.

I feel the breeze is cooler in the lake with thickets to prepare for the sunset.

Jan comes to you and starts talking to Demirea. Without hearing what it was saying, Calian was sitting on a rock by the lake, watching the waves blow.

'I think it was the same weather. It was spring then.'

It was Le Maine's birthday. On the very first day I came out of Le Maine, the wind blew on the shore. I suddenly remembered that.

That day, Jan told me to meet Remain and get some fresh air. It will be noisy inside. When I heard that, I went for a walk and saw Randall, who was sick, trimming his roses. And that day, I saw peas soaked in alcohol. No, I said I didn't drink alcohol, so I should call it peas that smell like alcohol.

I had no idea that I was going to live like this with Randall and his Plants. So, I didn't know that day that I would be so fond of Yan.

When the wind blows, the water along the lake floats, immersed in your memory as if you were drowning.

I asked Jan that day about his family. Yan answered as if he didn't know which family he was from yet.

'You're probably wondering.'

I should have been a little more curious if I knew this was going to happen.

Duke Slay himself participated in the past wars, but Duke Demirea did not. I should have wondered why. Siegfried's eldest son, Siegfried, did not join the fight. It would be natural to see Yan now, but I should have asked why.

What would the servant of the three princes have done 10 years after the end of his short life until the day of the war? Was he okay, alive? I should have been curious. I should have known.

"How could I not know that one?"

You've been working on all those birds.

It suddenly regretted seeing the ripples on the lake without a word.

- Don't let it happen again.

I should have asked you about Jan's brother. I should have asked the right questions and listened to everything.

"How could I not be so careful?"

In the midst of chaos, where past wrongs and present wrongs are mixed together.

You hear the footsteps of Demirea, the ambush. It was different from Yan walking with his heels like a habit.

"Demirea."

Instead of asking what he said, he called out Demirea's name again. Now I was going to tell her the whole story and ask her to keep it a secret. I thought of the elephant who was watching me instead of my dead brother, so I wanted to ask him to keep a secret because I would tell him myself when the time came.

"The prince is tired, so let him go."

But I lost my words.

He came to Siroian and forced Demirea to come back to Jan again.

"· · · · · · · ·"

I laughed.

"You seem to want to take a break from being very tired, so you seem troubled and difficult, so whatever you're here to say, don't talk to me today, just go away."

"· · · · · · · Know what we're going to say."

"I am."

Demirea speaks, just sitting next to her, staring straight at her red eyes, without looking at her mouth.

"I am Demirea of Siegfried. My family's belief is more important than my own. And one of my brothers is more important than family beliefs. That's who I am."

Demirea from Siegfried.

Instead of answering that Demirea already knows too well who she is, Calian nods.

"I'll go back without asking. I'll completely forget what you're hiding, so keep it buried. Bury until you die. Bury him like you owe your brother forever."

Ha.

"If I find out, I'll kill you myself."

Demirea looks silent and still looks down at Kalian and opens her mouth again.

"· · · · · · Your fiancée."

I laughed.

I'm so scared of my comrade's fiancée who owes me for the rest of her life.

"Yes, I promise."

I'm tired today, so I think I need to rest, so I should ask you to bring me a glass of warm milk.

"Thank you, my bride."

Thank you so much for that.