How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Maybe not as much as I thought.

I wasn't particularly curious anymore, but I suddenly thought, After seeing what I've been doing, I expected a little, but became a little more confident.

Maybe not as old as I thought. "

I don't know how long I've been back, and I don't know how old Chase is, so I just looked at the sea with my head turned to the moonlight instead.

What the prince of the next-door country might have been doing, what he might have been thinking, what he might have been suffering from. I only looked at the sea more than just appropriately measured it.

I saw the sea and heard the cries.

I heard until I didn't feel strange about the salt. I heard the sea water soaking the tops of my feet up to my ankles. So that the moonlight is engraved in my head, I can now just hear the cry of a sixteen man.

I heard it for a while.

"Kalyan."

"Yes."

Yeah, it is.

Eventually, I came to the sea and heard a whale cry.

"Let go."

"Yes."

And I finally had a brother like that.

* * *

Truly beautiful Cecretia.

That's how Callian introduced Cecretia.

"I don't really know about Cairys because he hasn't been to a lot of places, but I think he liked where he went in Cecretia."

A moment ago.

Kalian takes his hand off the collar without saying a word, and the smell of blood vanishes. Leaning down against the lapel of clothes, I saw only white clothes that had been cleaned as the black trunk was removed from the clothing.

The ankle is still underwater, so Plants thought he saw you walking out of the bedroom and sitting on the sand, removing the blood, even if you could get out of the water and erase it.

I'm so ashamed of him. "

So I just sat next to him without saying anything else. Then he remembers that he didn't put anything in the conquest he was still wearing, and he takes out his handkerchief.

After that, I just started to hear Kalian, who had a handkerchief and wrapped it around his fist, put out another unstoppable word. I thought I'd have to wait until those red eyes returned to their original red eyes.

"Of course, my favorite is the ocean."

"Of course."

"Oh, it's the second time I've been in the ocean. I thought you weren't going in there twice."

"· · · · · · You seemed to miss it that much."

He said that he had only entered the sea twice.

The second time I was wet my ankle, I was wondering if I wasn't near the waves. After I came here, I remembered that Kalian had been standing far away and hadn't come forward.

"Why."

"I'm suffocating."

Plants glances back at Calian.

Kalian points to the horizon, tilting the moon with a raised hand.

"There was a day I was out on a boat somewhere over there, and I didn't forget I was thrown overboard. Prince Chase had been struggling for a long time with the jump together, but he couldn't get in because his memory was not erased."

"Almost got assassinated."

"No."

He shakes his head and gives strength to his fist.

"I don't know if this is a proper test, but it's been confirmed."

Seeing that for a moment, Plants laughs excitedly at Calian's words.

"· · · · · · Forget. It'll be gone soon."

"Yes. Forget it. He'll be gone soon."

"Half past."

"You just let it go."

"Again."

"We're still the same age, sir."

"Bark."

Kalian bursts out a small smile.

He then pushed the sand with his toes a few times before speaking.

"Anyway. I've only been searching as far away from Secreta as I could in the year I left Secreta, and I've never seen it before, but it's all good."

In Cecritia, there was no time for royalty to leave the palace. There was also an adult ceremony like Roselita in Cairis, so there was nothing special about the royal family who had spent their life in the royal palace that needed to leave the capital Cecreta.

Plants, who thought it was surprising, looked to the side. Instead of the voice asking the question, I heard the waves and the wind blew.

"Banished. Out of the palace. So I took a trip."

Calian shrugs and disappears, noticing Plants' gaze. The day I was banished from the palace, I remembered my unfair, sad, and ridiculous memory.

"Who."

"Prince Chase has banished me from the palace."

"Why."

A short sigh comes from Calian's mouth.

"I haven't slept well since I became a prince. It was probably the best time of my life. Rather than before."

Plants nods, briefly listening to the waves.

I know why.

"I didn't have a cat."

"Yes."

It's a lot different from Plants, but I get it.

Probably because he thought Devil would come back to life. It was clear that the shadow of the man who put the emperor in hell alive would not have disappeared even after he died.

Chase, who didn't know what his brother was doing, would have been so busy after he got on the throne, if he didn't have white cats and a 500-year-old building that would have been broken into black cats.

It would have collapsed.

Not getting out of the hell that the dead already made.

"After three years, Prince Chase banished me from the palace."

Calian ignores Plants' gaze with his own eyes, saying, "How the hell did Chase live like a broken piece of glass?"

"I didn't have anywhere else to go, so I just drank for a few days and went out of Secreta for a year or so. So I've been around a lot. And there was a lot of stuff in there, and things that I'd seen before were pushed back a little bit."

You place the handkerchief that Callian was holding in his hand.

"It's just, I think I want you to."

I saw a bloody wound. After a long scar, Calian shuts up for a moment and looks at Plants.

Obviously, Plants is not unable to do so because he bothers to talk.

I thought I would not curse someday, but now that I think about it, I also curse well. There seem to be only two or three names I know, but if necessary, I write them well. I still feel like I shouldn't teach you any more insults. Calian is the only one who can take that insult.

Anyway.

Callian opens his mouth after hearing everything that the person was trying not to put out of his mouth, not bothering to talk.

"Instead of seeing a lake of sparks in a campfire, listen to the cracking of the trees, feel the cool fog on your fingertips instead of watching the rainbow stay calm, think of the sound you won't hear, smell the sea that won't touch Chermill instead of standing at the end of the wave."

- Shoot him.

A cool breeze filled the sound of the waves.

"I know you're not forgetting, so just push it back a little bit."

The botherless plant sits without another word. The moon is slowly disappearing beyond the horizon, as if it were submerged in the sea.

"I was hoping you would. The day I woke up from the poison and fell asleep."

The green eyes were finally closed.

Because I understood it was someone's last story.

* * *

A very colorful color was placed on the round table.

Bread containing eggs and milk was placed on the sides of Kalian and Plants. Two well-cooked egg fries. Likewise, it lies only on the sides of Kalian and Plants. It was their own consideration for visitors from the outside.

And that's as far as the ship goes.

Well-roasted bell peppers and asparagus, various kinds of stir-fried mushrooms, sandwiches filled with figs and avocados, baked bananas, salads you might not want, and borate grape juice.

No meat.

Yeah, I understand, but there's no meat. Naturally, there is no meat. I appreciate the eggs and milk, but there is no meat.

"Excuse me for a moment, sir."

There is no acolyte, so we must move ourselves.

Looking up at the table, Calian, who was briefly frowning, stretches out his arms toward Ody Jam, who was next to Plants. In front of Plants' eyes, he was looking down at a yellow and red aromatic flower floating on a clear bowl of water that had been placed to wash his hands before the meal.

And I saw the flowers disappear.

Plants smiled as he saw his younger brother, the soddmaster, who had wasted his ability to bring flowers floating on water to wash his hands and put them in front of me. And after washing my hands in a bowl of flowers, I ate a meal that would suit my taste if I didn't have peppers.

"I'm truly sorry about Elder Ger."

Around the end of the meal, Narjan, sitting across the street, said: Seeing Narjan laughing like that the other day, Kalian nods without a big shock, thinking that Narjan might have tried his temper.

"I'd like to reconsider relocating to Cecritia."

And then I started negotiating my own way through Calian.

"Whether it's grapes or wheat, we know there are many benefits to the power of the Mother Tree. So let me know if you're uncomfortable with a long horse."

A kind of tax that is being paid in return for allowing Elves to live in most of the Southern Great Forest and conserving its trees. It was the power of the Mother Tree.

One of the ability to cultivate plants was thanks to the exclusive Mother Tree, which caused few crop damage even during the chaotic drought or waters. Although there can be no harm from locust swarms, crops that have already been cultivated, such as being submerged, the crops themselves have always grown well. Furthermore, there were no earthquakes in Cairys, no hot springs, and no volcanic eruptions.

I did not give him a visible price, but Cairis wouldn't be very comfortable if such a tree disappeared. So, the day before, the Nazarene came out with the words, 'That's why I think of migrating.'

"Something rather embarrassing than uncomfortable."

"Looks like you've met King Cecritia."

Narjan nods.

For some reason, he seemed to dislike the resemblance and resemblance of King Cecretia. Suddenly, I felt the rush of life pouring out of Calian. I also knew that the second prince poured his car on his knees and dried up Khalian.

Thanks to this, Narjan, a voice that became quite soft compared to yesterday, replied.

"I've asked you to send an Elven healer, but you know, we refused because we don't heal but our own kind."

"I didn't have anything to do with them anyway, so I just said no and I don't understand why that would be embarrassing."

Narjan takes a few moments to hear this, and Kalian waits for an answer without another word. Meanwhile, Plants dropped off a cup of dried rosemary and lemon tea.

"In fact, there's an elven forest on the other side of Cecritia. But I'm having a hard time finding out in Cecretia and asking you to send a healer in exchange for the Elves living there."

Bridget Forest, I think.

Calian frowns slightly, remembering the name of a forest he remembered recently.

"There are Elves or Half Elves who have been exiled for a number of reasons. I thought you might know."

"How do I know there was an Elven Forest in Cecritia?"

In fact, there was a question on Narjan's face.

Narjan looks at Plants and asks.

"Haven't you heard the story since your brother was too young? Or perhaps neither you nor your king know the truth."

"What."

Narjan looks back at Calian, still calm but polite, hearing the low voice of Plants swallowed together in that tea he just drank.

"Bridget Forest. That Queen Freya is from there."

Kalian's glabella frowns a little more.