How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Calian smiles as he watches the purple wine.

I know that the resemblance to Sherry's hair has led to biting and enjoying wine. Of course, it was Bern's knowledge, not Kalian's.

"I'm sorry about before, Siegfried Ball."

Not just Slay, the father of Jan and Demirea, but Slayman, the Duke of Siegfried. It was an apology for not trusting the Duke wholeheartedly when he stood in the position of the prince, excluding private parts.

"You may be surprised that a puppy named after his son or someone who needs to be stroked came out of the house three days later, smelling the blood. Besides, it sounds like the little elephant started walking someplace else, but he might not be happy just like the baby wolf who came home to play in this situation. So I understand that if anything happens, the country will be very exciting."

Slayman, who answered with a cool voice, laughs loudly to see if he could recall what Kalian had shown him. After a long time, Slay stopped smiling, pointing to the wine cup in front of Calian.

"Why don't you let the wolf cub sleep safely and have a drink, too?" "

"I quit drinking."

The answer I gave to Plants was the same.

I know it's a deep answer to your looks, but I don't know what to do. I live to hear that the bald grass is sober.

"You're remarkable that you've given up such a good thing."

"Otherwise, I would have worn the damn tag, not you."

"You loved it so much."

"· · · · · · Well, I just leaned on it."

Out of the 16-year-old prince's mouth, Slayman grumbles and opens his mouth without laughing.

"There are times when I wonder what McDreamy used to be like and I think I'd like to meet him in person."

"You're already meeting with the egg blind."

"As the first king grew older, the Sispanians also had white hair. No matter how great the hero was, the Sispanians couldn't live without being coerced by his appearance."

Only Slay, who had handed him a glass of clear, voracious wine, slaughtered his neck.

"Prince McDreamy is a human being, too. Any egg blind eventually fits into the shell, so I can't help but wonder what a great egg blind would be."

Kalian gives you a small laugh without an answer.

"May I ask who she was?"

"I don't know. What was he like?"

The red eyes point toward the teacup.

A car with yellow flowers of unknown light smelled really good. I didn't need a hot tea, but I remembered Jan, so I asked for a hot tea.

Instead of Jan, Calian replied, relying on alcohol, looking at the tip of his feet instead of hina, and thinking of someone who had been drunk and carried by Kiri but had never been injured and carried by someone.

"Good bet, good knife, good guard. He wasn't unhappy in the end."

"That would go well with Siegfried."

Slayman laughs again as if he liked the story without any details.

A small garden built on the rooftops of the marketplace was still deeply grassed. It felt strange how far away it was from Cairysis and how close it was to Cecretia.

You hear Slayman's voice in Calian's ears, still gazing at the teacup.

"For me, the smell of van blood is Siona's."

The sound of filling an empty glass with wine resonates briefly. Slay opens his mouth again, quickly emptied from the glass you just filled.

"My prince, the wolves of the Great Desert were the ones who did harm to the prince on the day the Peacock closed the gate."

"That's right."

"No matter how powerful the warriors of the Great Desert are, I know there's only one person who can make you that way."

"· · · · · · · Theona Hill."

The Great Desert Warrior.

The Swordmaster of the Great Desert, to be exact.

"Then perhaps the one who attacked the prince at that time."

"No. It was the other warriors who attacked me. They belong to an organization called Zeon."

Callian explained about Xeon. After that, I asked him, watching the round eyes resembling Yan's.

"Did Siona get hit by them?"

"I have come to die wounded by error. I can understand the Prince's explanation. It must have been the work of the group."

Slay nods and explains, pausing for a moment before returning.

"The pursuers fled without entering the zero, and Siona was spared for a month. That's how much blood I smelled when I stayed by my side."

"Then perhaps you're still here."

"He disappeared yesterday morning. I've been looking all over for him because he wasn't all better, but he never came back."

That's why Slay said to Callian, "I don't know if you're here to see off a guest or not." I wasn't sure if Siona would come back or if she was lost forever on this earth.

"It has something to do with Xeon, but it's not with them. By saying he's hurt badly, it means that Siona is not swayed by his power."

First of all, it was reasonably reassuring news. It wasn't the Sword Master's death that worried Calian, it was the Sword Master's use of chess.

"If they're being chased, we don't know what's going to happen next, so we should keep track of them, too." "

"I'll do that, Prince."

Slayman steps forward for some reason.

Seeing it unfamiliar, Slayman smiles beautifully.

"Not as blunt as a king or a wizard with thorns in his mouth, but you're also a fairly old friend. I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask."

"Just in case."

"Yes. I will contact the ducal palace or the capital."

"Thank you. Be careful with the ball. They're not worth it."

"There's only three sodmasters I know, but they almost took out two of them. I won't let my guard down."

Khalian, Tailan Castrin, Siona Hill. There's three of them.

Evan and Grey never made the calculations.

Only Slay, who had been drinking wine, opened his mouth while enjoying the scent for a long time.

"By the way, I heard that the Peacock raised a child without my knowledge, but I'm curious because he never told me. Prince, do you know anything?"

Slay, who will not be able to enter the capital this year, was bitten with a curious face because of the punishment.

Khalian stares at the grass surrounding him without even knowing it. The story of the Peacock of Siegfried's bloodline was not to be told through a third party.

"I think you'll hear it from the Peacock himself."

"I understand."

Once again, the wine glass is filled with a pink glow.

* * *

Tadak, tadak.

I don't hate the sound of campfire. No, it's nice to meet you.

He said that if everyone insisted on standing up on their first homelessness, he would force them to sleep. Once Calian had not slept for a few days, he had no problems, and since he had left the palace and Siegfried, he had been acting as the most powerful member of his party than the prince.

The crew immediately slipped into their sleeping bag, recalling that Kalian was still bad at sleeping magic and the seeferous bruise on Arsen's back neck.

You hear a gentle voice in Calian's head as she calms down and gazes at the red blazing flame. It was Alan.

- Did you find out where the Elves live?

I've hidden it similar to the village I visited last time, so I'm going to take a look around as far as the Sispanians tell me.

- If you can't find it right now, you'd better come back.

- I was concerned that Zeon's people might be nearby.

I thought about it for a long time. Should we go back to the capital or should we go find the Elves?

If I had left by myself, I would have wanted to go on my way to Era, but I had too much luggage. At least one member of the Balkans saved my life, even though the Papyrus Sprouts didn't have a share yet.

- I thought that no one would sneak up on me, so I finished quickly and changed my mind about going back. I have an extraordinary group to run into right now.

It's extraordinary, perhaps, to be the foremost on the continent of Cysteria.

Royal army, thirty knights and ten wizards. Half the party is a wizard and has firepower that can never be ignored.

- But don't let your guard down. It's not like you're moving alone, and Prince Plants is over there.

- Yes, sir.

Of course, after calculating that the life of the Papyrus sprouts would be well enough for Calian.

- Is everything all right in the palace?

A radiant bracelet covered with sleeves asked Kalian.

I can't take the ring off of Chase, but I'm still uncomfortable putting it on either side, so Alan wears the ring and Callian wears the bracelet. We don't know how long he laughed at Alan when he saw that he had decided to stop caring about making communication possible inside the palace.

- You almost threw your heart out again.

- What happened?

- It's because you two disappeared one day.

- I heard you already briefed me on getting out of the palace.

- · · · · · · · Should it be called an explanation.

At the end of Allen's words, the question puzzles.

- I think the prince is on the run, so I'm gonna go out and get him. So I allowed him to go out for a while, but it turns out he dragged him all the way to Balkans and followed him around. Wouldn't it be amazing?

- A little outing. I should have asked for your permission to speak confidently like you asked, but I didn't.

- Anyway, the message is well appeased, so don't worry about it and come back when you're done.

- Yes, thank you.

Somehow.

I didn't think Le Maine would give you permission for that, but there was a reason.

Calian laughs in vain as he sits at a distance, looking at Plants looking into the campfire. This is exactly why I'm like Calian, who snuck away.

- Any other problems?

- That girl, Eila, she's close to Hina, within an hour. Instead, if you come back to Prince Charming's palace, you'll have to listen to the baby elephant's nagging for three nights, so you should be prepared to come.

A clear smile leaks out of my mouth for a moment.

- Aye, sir.

- And the two wizards of Libern say nothing.

Oh, and...

The smile disappears from Calian's face.

Alan has always brought up such important and difficult stories.

- · · · · · · You must be from Libern.

- Don't worry, we're done talking.

Kalian sighs a long time, thinking of Elinne, king of Libern. Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, but I knew exactly how deep Alan was boiling.

- I should have been with you.

When I think of Eline, there must be someone I can think of with me.

At this point, Calian gave Allen a bland word of encouragement because he couldn't help but speak his father's voice without knowing it.

- You've come a long way to see a campfire.

- Yeah, I know. I only have one son now, but instead of consoling myself, I'm only worrying a lot.

Alan didn't even accept that kind of apology.

I read and examined Kalian in situations like this, saying that I can be comforted.

That's why Callian sent a quiet voice.

- I'll buy you a good drink.

Buy me a bottle of Himollica or Sizzlinu.

- Drink with me when you go back · · · · · · · Father ·.

Alan has been silent for quite a while.

We'll be waiting.

I don't know if the campfire is warm or the words are warm.

Kalian looks down at the bracelet for a long time.

Even if it's the same name, every region will have a different taste. I'll buy some Siegfried wine. Thinking about it for a moment, I thought I just had to buy them both, and I had a nice smile in the red eye.

Callian finishes speaking with Alan a few more words. Then he glanced at the light of the bracelet, which gradually faded away and faded away.

A peaceful night.

You hear the sound of burning wood quieter than silence.

"· · · · · · Aren't you cold?"

"I'm not cold."

Yeah, it's peaceful.

Except for the fact that peas don't sleep.

"Sleep well."

"Not yet."

"Yes."

Calian turns to you with a short smile in his short answer. He sits a little distance away and opens his mouth at the man who looks at the campfire the same way.

"Ship."

"I'm not hungry."

"Yes."

Regrettably, Duke Siegfried thought it best to be fresh without the Wizard's touch. That's why I couldn't find food that was enchanted by the conservation spell. Thanks to the lack of conservation magical wizards that Plants had picked up, Calian simply took some dried food and biscuits to Mayor Citran and handed them over to Plants. I almost didn't want to eat wild chickens.

Surprisingly, he did.

I ate a lot of wild boars, not wild chickens. Of course, it was a wild boar captured by the excited Khalian again, despite all its crew.

After just two pieces, I took out the biscuits, but I didn't seem to be frowning.

The wind blows and sparks.

Perhaps it was the first time Plants had ever seen a red light in his eyes that was disappearing in the wind.

"You're not uncomfortable."

"I'm uncomfortable."

It was uncomfortable to sit on the bare ground because it grew so smooth, and it was more uncomfortable to lie on the bare ground, and it was uncomfortable to eat uncooked Boar Meat, and it was never uncomfortable to fly a fly.

But now that I ask, I give an honest answer to Kalian, whether I should be thankful for this or not to cry. I don't know.

"Why don't you say you're uncomfortable again? You didn't even say no."

Plants, sitting on a wooden stump, looks at Kalian. It suddenly occurred to me that a red light doesn't go well with the green eye.

Anyway.

If you sit in front of that campfire like you're pulling things out of memory somewhere, something inside will come out.

"It didn't work."

Plants pulled one out like this.

Seeing that the word "no" and "discomfort" didn't help, Calian takes his eyes off the light and looks at his feet, feeling like he was going to take out what was in the nugget. He wanted to ask me why I did it.

No matter how much time passes, no one can understand it anymore, and no one should understand it. So, no one else, Calian Bay, reminded me that this is something I should never do.

"· · · · · · · · You can say that you are uncomfortable."

Eventually, Plants pulled one out and Kalian put one in.

You see the jacket covered in dirt in Kalian's eyes, turning his head again. He believed in his cat hair, so he took the black clothes for his brother, but he didn't take any other clothes for himself.

No, I don't.

I took it. There's another one in the same white uniform.

· · · · · · Someone thinks they have a lot of magic left.

[Clean]

I have rewritten the magic that seems to have been written more than 30 times today.

"Why aren't you telling me?"

"Something."

"Magic. Uncomfortable."

Why do I not say that I feel uncomfortable using the same magic more than thirty times today? Why don't you tell me why I made these white clothes to make trouble for nothing?

"I think I do. Why is it white?"

The robes of the Balkan Wizards that Remain made in the past and Plants completed, and the uniforms of the Knights that Plants now make are white. Wizards can always be clean, but why are they even dressed in white?

"I'm trying to bury it, and you're trying to remember it. I think that's why."

The life of another to bury in that garment.

"· · · · · · · · Half End."

"About the same."

Plants did not answer if the idea was correct or incorrect.

"Good night."

"No."

"Why don't you like it?"

"I'm uncomfortable."

"You're reviewing."

Tadak, tadak.

The campfire is burning.

"But you can't change the color. I don't know if it's white, but it's stained."

"Why not?"

"I'm a little ashamed of myself for hanging out with you."

"Half past."

Kalyan grins without correcting.

They're all white, but you know they're like onions. I thought it would come out when I opened my mouth. I don't think you'll ever eat anything cooked again.

"Anyway, you really need to get some sleep."

The words that I was pulling out were stopped.

- Oh, my God!

Suddenly, Calian quickly raises his head and turns back with a creepy look in his eyes.

Tadak, tadak.

A tranquil night of campfires, no matter how noticeable you are.

- Daughter.

No matter what you notice, the shadow of the one who makes a sound slowly approaches.

The crew, the plants and the guests who just got up.

In the meantime, Calian's eyes cool down.

The sorcerer who was the Great Desert Wolf.

On the hilt of the hilt of the sword, a little bell rings.

"· · · · · · Theona Hill."

A small silver ring filled with pointed, long ears sparkles in the campfire.