How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Contradiction.

Different perspectives on one situation.

The reason why the Sispanian who wants to understand everything, who fully understood the pain of the Kalian, said that he who was afraid of the unforgettable is a little unfair because it is hard to understand the fear of the forgotten.

Contradiction. Even the Sispanians didn't fully understand. But Kalian understands.

"Are you all right?"

Does Jan know what my brother found me to check on?

I came to the Duke's firstborn son to cut off the prince and the Peacock, and I dragged my brother away, and I wondered what more I could say. I wonder what he was looking like.

Why do you still not know about me?

"No."

Instead of returning to complex thoughts, Calian smiles and answers.

"I'm not okay."

After Demirea's return, Jan's complexion is as white as warm milk.

When you say it's okay, you don't believe it, but you say it's not okay. It's fun to believe it fast, so Calian's laugh grows a little louder.

"What did Leah say? Were you being rude?"

"That's not it. Don't worry."

Calian stares back at Yan for a moment.

Then again, I became a Cyrus.

But this time, unlike a little while ago, I needed someone who could scold Siegfried's Peacock.

"Then why."

By the way, Kalian almost asked me why I had become a Siroian earlier.

Is it true that I became a Cyrus to cut off Demirea and myself? Or did he come to stop speaking while he was a Cyroid? I folded back the question and just shook my head slightly and took out another word.

"Don't blame Demirea, she's not fine for anything else."

"Good, then why aren't you okay?"

Since it's still a Cyrus, what Khalian doesn't say is a little different from Jan, who doesn't ask first.

After feeling it, Calian replies with a faint tone.

"I'm just tired. I guess it's because I can't sleep."

"Look at that. I told you to take a break. We'll clear your afternoon, so don't do anything when you get in."

Again, Jan.

I have no doubt. Jan.

Khalian, who didn't ask about Jan's affairs, makes a quieter sound of Jan not doubting his work.

"No matter how much I think about it, I think you're really funny."

"Am I? Am I funny?"

"Yeah, it's fun."

"I'm glad."

I wasn't curious about what was funny, but Yan's favorite eyes sparkled.

"No one likes it as much as you because it's fun."

"The prince is having a hard time, but I'd like you to think I'm funny. Do you need a reason?"

Slayman seems to know why he named the dog Jan after the dog in Siegfried. Although I thought it was too much to name my dog after my child, I thought of Hatsuara, who gave me the name of my son who was born in the new palace, and I understood it strangely.

The Bible says that the Duke of Hartsara and the first Siegfried, Quitros, are close friends. Friends look alike for a reason.

'If I go to Camelon, I'll name my dog Slayman.'

When the Sispanian hears about Jan's reckoning, he makes another irrational sound. Kalian laughs like ice in a mint car, thinking about sticking his tongue together.

"Yes, I want to rest today. That's a lot to think about. Just get me a glass of milk."

Calian gives you a pleasant look, saying something you could never say.

"Can I get you some honey?"

"No, not sweet, just milk."

"Yes, I'll get it right away. And while we were talking, Sir Bern came to see you. I told him to wait in Prince Charming's room, but I'll tell him to come back later."

"Are you in Kiri at this hour?"

Maybe Kyrie doesn't come here at this hour. Callian shakes his head and says,

"I'll go and talk to him first, so slow down."

"I understand."

After learning that the conversation with Kiri could not be another fatigue for Callian, Jan quietly replied and broke up with Calian.

Too many thoughts rushed through my mind in such a short time. After feeling feverish for a moment, Calian steps into his room with his forehead down.

Kyrie, the tall curly-haired figure standing in front of the couch, raises an example and goes straight to the horse.

"Why did you thank the Peacock without saying anything else?"

"You have to tell me what you're here for first. Kirrier."

It was different from trying not to hurt Kiri's neck during the duel, and closing her eyes was uncleanness. Because of this, Kalian scolded Kiri with a gentle voice.

At one point, Calian's relentless gesture, Kiri bows her head and apologizes.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to say thank you for this."

Kiri says, "Take out the bracelet." After what he asked Alan himself, Calian welcomed him for not knowing it.

"Gift, does he like it?"

"Yes, I like it. I told Hina to meet me when she's done and say hello to the prince in person. More."

It was an unfamiliar way, but Hina was able to speak. She sent her hina to Kiri, scrubbed her eyes, and then went to see her to say thank you.

And I heard.

"You'd better explain yourself to the Peacock."

So I asked.

I'd rather explain why I was listening to Demirea's dog.

"What?"

Kyrie opens her mouth again, looking at Calian as if she didn't really know how to ask.

"Why is the prince in this situation? If I explained that, the Peacock would understand. To the prince who said he would keep it that way."

"Why should I understand?"

Kiri frowns. Kalian smiles and opens his mouth again.

"I can't remember what I did to Demirea to explain and understand. Kirrier."

Jan did.

Don't say you're sorry.

He said no, but he didn't even say sorry.

"Demirea said that because Jan was more important. I heard it because I was more important."

Seeing Kyrie's eyes, she doesn't understand what she's saying, she explains.

"Demirea is more important to Jan than what I have, and I am more important than what I have. Whatever the reason, I was the one who saved Jan's body, and I was the one who hid it. Jan knew that and didn't have a chance to get over it. Covering my eyes with words that you can only see what you want to see about me."

"But that's the choice you made for the Confucius."

"You know, Jan is what I need. If I wrap it up nicely, I'll say it's for Jan, but it's also for me. Demirea took care of that, and she reminded me to be in Jan's debt, not hers. I don't know why Demirea needs to get to know me and understand me."

"You don't remember being threatened."

"Ah · · · · · · · · Yes. So how deeply did my fiancée think?"

Calian says that with all his heart, not with a sneer. He sits down on the couch.

"If I were Demirea, I would have come asking, taken Jan back to Siegfried, instead of warning him, and come back and just killed the freak who lied to my blood." I don't know how he got his hands on this body, and I don't know if he's telling the truth. I'll kill you. "

"That's a contradiction."

You don't need Demirea's understanding of what you've been through. It's a contradiction.

There was confusion on Kiri's face. Like the Sispanians who don't understand contradictions.

"· · · · · · · You don't recognize me, so it sounds unfair to me. Don't do that to yourself."

Kalian laughs, just like he did when he put the Cilician in front of him.

"If I don't understand it all and just grow unfair, what's my life going to be like? I'd rather live and breathe, even with all the hugging and moaning. I can protect what I've lost. Like Hina."

Callian looks at Kyrie's bracelet and smiles softly. The voice of my brother. He must have liked Kiri a lot. And Kalian, of course.

"So just to Serenti, it's a little unfair. So don't make a poor person unfair, even if they treat you as a sick person, even if there's nothing unfair about it. Kirrier."

Instead of saying sorry with a quick nod, Kiri nods with a small smile. I knew now that I wouldn't want you to feel sorry for what you thought.

Kalian laughs. Like the man who cleared the world of worries.

"No more secrets will be revealed. I think it's a little late because I already know everyone I want to know, but once it burns, I'm sober."

Fortunately, he said with a commitment.

"I guess I've been unfair too much. I am."

Serenty.

One lifetime taken from you.

The second life will never be taken from you.

I still have a lot to protect, so protect everything.

Jando, Hino, Kirriedo, Randall's heart, and the annoying peas, and Chase's just grateful and sorry. The body of the old Khalian, the soul of Bern.

And a lot of promises.

So am I.

"Live a little unfairly. So I can meet Serenty later and feel sorry for her."

Kalian rises up, his head toward the bedroom. Then he tucked himself into bed and looked at Kiri and said,

"If you don't have anything to do, just hold on. No one wakes you up. I want to sleep well."

Especially now that life has become a bit hectic, the peas come to Bang Bang Bang and don't even interrupt the long nap.

That's exactly what I meant, and Kiri replied with a very good look.

"Yes, I understand."

Khalian nodded in gratitude and thanked me for the warm milk that my precious baby elephant soon returned.

"Sleep well. Don't worry about anything else."

"Yes, thank you."

It was warm, soft, and sleepy.

Kalian grins.

* * *

It wasn't that big a deal.

I did not set up a quartz in the square, nor did I send out water security guards and royal troops. They didn't even put a monolith in the square.

Just like when Freya entered the palace, the Thanksgiving also simplified the procedure and proceeded within the palace.

- It's Silica and it's not even a year old yet. There's nothing good to brag about.

It was because of Calian's opinions.

In fact, it was a voice in my heart that I wished to have a memorial service sooner than a day. With so much to prepare, the date of the ceremony will be far away.

Instead of listening, Remain did not limit the position of the nobles. And the place of the ceremony was designated as a Siegfried coffin.

"The official event, not a banquet, is at the Senho Cove, which this time is unusual in Siegfried Coffin."

"The king seems to be thinking a lot these days."

Is there another place that reminds me of Siegfried's relationship with Calian?

After folding the words, the king seems to be thinking about it these days, Calian looked in the mirror, who had barely succeeded in packaging them in a very good way.

'· · · · · · · Kalian.'

Maybe it's because Freya's memorial service is coming up.

On the day I had my first dream, I remembered a child I could barely meet after I was in my dream.

After eating well and growing well, Calian opened his mouth quietly for a long time, looking at his face that was much different from the day he had seen in his dream.

"I used to hate mirrors."

Suddenly, Yan was surprised and replied.

"What are you talking about?"

"Yes, I do these days. When I think about it, I also told the teacher the old story. I've grown up instead of my brother."

Callian smiles.

"I don't know if I disliked her because I didn't like her, or if I disliked her for a reason."

Yan nods his head for a moment.

I saw the portrait of Freya as well. In addition to not being able to enter the Hall of Memory, all the portraits that were replicated in the Arfia Palace were visible to anyone who found the palace. Thus, Jando knew very well how much he resembled Freya.

- Don't worry about me. I get it.

"· · · · · · · · Whatever. Nothing to worry about now."

Calian, who is not talking to himself, looks at himself in the mirror and talks again.

'Congratulations. You're late, but you're finally free of the chains of blood. And.'

I didn't doubt that he would like it. The voice of Merlyn calls out to Calian, who recalls the old Calian.

"We're ready, Prince. You look good today, too."

Clothes and accessories made with all their might by Shatin, the costumer ordered by Kalian. Merlin seemed to be quite satisfied with what he had hoped for.

Yan checks the mirror one more time.

By now, Randall would have been in Siegfried's coffin after a meaningless encounter with Grey Bricen. The same goes for all the other nobles. Evan Brissen must have rushed inside, not wanting to enter late like the last time.

"Let me go now."

A fitted jacket that fits you all the time. Instead of the usual embroidery or buttons, however, the outfit with the unfamiliar embellishment was more awkward than the apricot jacket and white pants.

And I liked it that much.

"To turn it all around."

My situation, and Evan's speed.

Callian smiles and looks at the mirror again.

Then he directed his eyes toward the red eye and relayed the unfinished word a little while ago.

Thank you.

Kalian looks away.

'Understood. Thanks for doing this.'

The feet move, which are not yet fully grown.

A long cape of crimson, constantly shining red, filled with red jewels, follows behind you.