How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The autumn sky is particularly clear.

In the summer wind, there was the smell of running water, but in the autumn wind, there was the smell of leaves.

I smelled the stink of john john because I had many new memories that bloomed, grew up, and lived through the water, and finally fell away for the rest of my life. However, it smelled like a tree that I had trimmed, knowing that I would have another good year after winter.

I haven't even picked up the fall foliage yet, but Calian laughs a little, as it smells like leafy leaves swirling from the breeze blowing on the lake.

"Something like that."

The old Caliando, Bern, they're like leaves.

It seemed like a leaf that knew that Kalian would live again after a wintery summer with so many memories.

"The wind smells good, and I'm fine."

So Calian gives a pleasant word for a moment that he doesn't know who he's talking to. One of the old days, when I spent a day with a lot of people, I was actually not okay, but today I spent a day with a lot of sons was really okay.

Somehow I think I'll talk to myself a little more, but I don't know what I'll do. Somebody will listen to you.

And another one.

Someone will listen to you at any time.

While waiting for an answer from such a person, Calian closed his eyes without saying anything, looking at the clear autumn wind that smelled a lot like leaves.

- Prince Kalian?

The breeze on the lake is very clear.

It's as clear as the day I waited for Demirea.

It was only in the clear wind that I decided. That's why.

- Yeah, that's right.

It wasn't until I contacted him.

However, I contacted him on a good day.

- Is something wrong?

Even though I was hoping to hear from Calian, my voice still reeks of clear wind, even though I'd hoped to stay without any contact in case something happened.

I worry more than I'm happy to be contacted that I've been waiting for. So, Calian, who was making a good smile, thought about how Chase was reacting.

- Nothing happened. Just... yeah. We contacted you for no reason.

Khalian is sitting on a rock by the lake, dressed in a uniform that was as heavy and cautious as it used to be. Shatin would be a little sad if he knew how to handle a difficult piece of clothing like this, but whatever.

Whatever it takes, it's only autumn.

- May I congratulate you. Prince Kalian.

- Did you know?

- Even if there are more birds that won't fly, I'm still capable.

Even though I said it wasn't that cold, Calian's smile, touching the warm blanket that Yan gave him, became a little better.

- Yeah, congratulations. I'd like to receive it.

- Congratulations.

I couldn't help but overhear the celebration on Chase's birthday. Being the queen's son again, free from the strangest bonds I've ever felt.

- Thank you, congratulations.

- Good, 'cause it looks like you're back where you belong.

It was just a few short words.

How do you know it's autumn after a long summer?

Kalian, who is still incredibly grateful, nods his head without even knowing it and gives me an answer.

- Yeah, thanks to you.

- All I can think about is getting Prince Kalian off the road, and I don't think it's thanks to me. Thanks to whom?

- No, I don't think so.

- I think you're lying.

- I can't lie. You know that better than anyone.

You hear Chase laughing.

- I still can't believe it. I won't be sorry if I don't think it's because of you.

Chase decided to stand between stubbornness and compromise, saying:

I know it's not because of Calian, but I'm sorry that he suddenly showed up in front of Calian to shake things up from the beginning, for not being able to hide Serenti's pranks, and for all the many mistakes of the past. He said that's what Kalian would want the most.

- I hope you're not lying.

- I know the unspeakable better than anyone, and I say it.

- I don't think so.

- Don't worry, I'm not lying. Prince Kalian.

The whole Devil thing is in my head now, and I contacted him for no reason, so I just exchanged light jokes for no reason. I told Chase the same thing. I want Chase to feel better now that he's okay.

- Thanks for letting me know. I really do.

Chase understood that.

- Yes, sir.

Callian also gave a short answer to Cecretia, filled with hope that autumn will soon come.

The sky was high and the wind was good.

It really was an autumn delight.

* * *

- Knock, knock, knock.

I have a habit of putting my finger on the edge of the bathtub.

I still had to think a lot to get on with my life, so I continued to worry for a short time.

'Early in the morning, Baron Pollun sent me a gift to congratulate you on your work.'

'I'll check when I'm ready.'

"Yes, and I got a call from Maine overnight. from my father."

A little while ago, Kalian just opened his eyes at dawn.

While the bath was filled with water, Jan, or Siroian, came to meet Merlin and handed him a letter saying,

- No suspects or missing persons in the mansion. Birds that were staying in the spirit have already been confirmed as gone.

Since all the contents of the letter to the prince were first confirmed by the High Servant, Jan was slightly darker than Khalian, even what Slay had reported.

Did you have any other problems during the Roselita period? '

Jan also knows that he's been tracking the horde that Kalian attacked him for a long time. After reading and burning the contents, Calian shakes his head with a slight smile. It was always Kalian's job to worry and reassure the elephant.

'No, there's nothing wrong with him. Don't worry.'

"If you have any problems with Prince and my household, please let me know. Let me help you. '

'Yes, I will tell you. Thank you.'

It was fortunate for Siegfried that nothing was wrong, although it was a bit of a waste for Callian.

- Knock, knock, knock.

I took Jan out and continued thinking while lying all over the water at a good temperature.

A person who has given Devil information about his identity, who must have seen Kalian's sword. I suspected that such a person might be included in the articles or the use of Siegfried Manor.

And Slayman told me there were no such people.

"I'm sure you didn't do any digging, no doubt."

Even Slayman is the leader of the Siegfried. No matter what Cecretia's setups were hiding and what they were planning, they were not the only ones who couldn't figure it out. Unlike Evan.

"Then where is it?"

I knew the answer wouldn't come out, but I tried to keep thinking that way. Thus, I heard the sound of 'wiggling' and the thermostat operating. I feel a sudden brightness outside the window.

Calian smiles as he watches a beam of sunlight come down through the curtain.

"I was in a hurry again."

There's still time.

Devil won't expect Callian to answer through a falcon. You know well enough that Calian needs time to sort things out. He will burn in his death every day, but he does not miss work in a hurry because of it.

Even Calian is in a pinch and decides the answer. I'll wait a little while for the bird on the bridge with the answer to come find me, so there's still time.

"In order. Evan first."

You can solve Evan's problem and meet the Elves.

It was supposed to be about Evan being on the lookout for Zeon, but Devil intervened. So let's take care of Evan first, and if there's ever a problem, yeah. You have to trust Arsena.I assured you, you can't protect me. Now I have to trust you. The prince of Tensyl, anyway. Put Evan away and Peas will take care of it.

You should trust me now, too.

* * *

No, I don't.

What the hell is he thinking?

Kalyan covers his face with his palms.

Merlin and the other maids, who were standing next to him as they were shaking their shoulders, turned to Jan.

Are you angry? '

My eyes were filled with this intent.

Jan shakes his head with a calm face, leaving Khalian alone. Then, I looked at everyone once with a slightly scolding face.

"I don't know why everyone keeps asking me, 'Why is Prince Charming so nice and tender?' And why can't you figure out if you're happy or angry? That's the way it smells. '

I don't get it, really.

Except for Kiri, who learned how to tell if her breathing sounds different with her good ear and how to feel, why doesn't she think you're so peculiar to just find out the truth about that smile that even Alan doesn't recognize? If everyone around you seems weird, why don't you just know that you're weird?

Merlin, who wants to say this but can't give it to him, smiles with relief, not in a bad way. It's because Kalian was angry that he didn't have a bad military history with his subordinates, but he seemed unaware of it.

"No, why · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Calian opens his mouth small without realizing that there were so many words coming and going around him for a short while while covering his face.

A small life in Calian's other arm, barely able to fathom the laughter, gives a pleasant sound.

"Meow!"

and.

Melpire's gift has always been a mystery.

There was always nothing that belonged to Callian, and it was mostly meaningful.

Calian reminded me of Melpir, the merchant merchant of the Pollun Merchants Guild, who once again sent a gift that did not seem to belong to him, and thanked me for my gift.

Then I burst into laughter again.

The little life in your chest lets out one more sound.

"Sorry. Sorry to startle you."

Dark grey fur.

An amber eye that is close to gold.

Obviously, it wasn't Lucy.

* * *

I don't get tired of laughing so early in the morning.

Kalian laughs as if he can't even connect his words. He finally stops laughing. And I barked.

"Brother, what color are you wearing now?"

Doing so.

Meow, meow, meeon, niaon, and two unknown conversations on their knees opened their mouths as Plants silently looked down at the intricate face.

"I wish I could talk to one of the three."

On the noisy fourth floor, one of the loudest, big black ones smiled. I'm saying no.

Khalidan listened to the man who saw Plants holding back his desire to expel him right now because he knew that he could find peace if only one disappeared.

"You're wearing Lucy's fur all bright, and I was wondering what you'd do if you had grey fur. They say when you're older, you'll have longer hair than Lucy."

A little while ago, when she came to dinner, she suddenly put down a dark-gray cat and began to laugh terribly at the table.

The frustrating part is that.

It's not that I don't understand why I'm laughing.

"I thought Lucy especially liked you, but that's not it."

"That's it."

The gray cat ran to the curb as she was afraid to drop it, but she swooped over and greeted Plants' legs.

"Looks like all the cats in the world follow you."

If you keep your mouth shut, it's not Allan's glorious mouth.If you keep your mouth shut, it's his son's glorious mouth.

Of course not.

"So, what is it?"

"A cat."

"What kind of cat are you asking?"

"A kitten."

I hear the sound of patience fading.

So Calian casually swallowed a steak of beef with a green butter full of herbs. Then, you point to the steak of plants sprinkled with only black salt without herbal butter with graceful gestures.

"Eat first. I'll explain later."

Eventually, Plants took up forks and knives, followed by a quiet meal.

After a while.

After baking duck leg flesh and pumpkin together, Calian still didn't explain it, even though he last saw the white cheese with snowflakes on it.

Surprisingly, when the strawberry-filled milk pudding and the 'very warm' orange tea were placed, Plants' mouth opened first. Plants, however, asked for something else in place of the cat that he didn't think to explain yet.

"When will you do it?"

Apologize.

I don't like being treated like a broom, but I don't like being treated like a canvas.

"I have, already."

Plants' eyes touched the gray cat on his knees, looking at Calian's reply with a smile on his face.

Melpire, who is also a merchant lord of the Pollun Merchant Guild, but also runs a deep magical institute related to Balkans, knew that the two princes and three princes did not turn their backs on each other. I also knew who Lucy was following more often when I visited Chermill Palace to meet Kalian.

As soon as Melpire heard about the harvest, she sent the cat to Kalian. so that Callian doesn't have to open his mouth and apologize. I'm sorry about the canvas, but she was a little annoyed by her greedy attitude and decided to follow Melpher's wishes. Instead of saying sorry, she only gave Plants a gift with the meaning of an apology.

"I want you to learn a little bit more about cat fur than magic."

And Melpire gave another unintended reason instead of an apology.

"But don't discriminate against Lucy. Lucy is my cat, but I can't give it to you because she's a cat I gave to Hina."

I knew it couldn't be, but Calian said something unnecessary after drinking a nice orange tea.

"Alive, breathing, heart beating. Small, weak. You never know when you might get sick again. Someday I'll live before you."

I don't know about people, but if four peas don't sell hearts again, you're going to have more trouble living than a cat.

"Be curious, be greedy, not be around. I hope you will also learn to keep."

It could not be said that it was right to live only by keeping it, but it could not be said that it was meaningless. I want you to learn that even that is a way to go on with your life.

A thin cat cries out.

Lucy, who was dozing off, opened her eyes. Then he hugged the kitten as if he were an adult and soothed child.

The young Lucy knew how to protect what was weaker than me. Plants, who was watching, replied.

"· · · · · · · Yes."

Plants received an apology.

Plants' cat makes a small cry.

It was just a good autumn to do whatever it took to survive.