How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Mmm-hmm.

I mean...

"The secret of birth, I think I've heard about this."

Calian mutters as if talking to himself. He looks at Plants for a moment.

Plants shakes his head, looking at your face to see if you know anything. If Hausa Plants knew something, Calian would have known it, too, but when she searched her memory, all she could think about was what Kirrie said and going to the forest for a while. I just remembered coming back from the Elves' Village in the forest and not even the Elves' Shadows.

"I've never heard of it. My mother was a half-elf?"

"Not half-elves. Queen Freya was born between Elves."

"That's a little weird. If you were born between an Elf and an Elf, how can you explain that?"

Knock, knock, knock.

Calian stops speaking and taps the table at the tip of his hand. It's because I noticed that Narjan was staring at Kalian with meaningful eyes. Precisely looking at the red eyes that resemble Freya.

Calian looks back at Narzan, thinking about Freya's portrait for a moment.

Although Le Maine is Le Maine, it is not hard to recognize her severed ear. As long as Remain tries to hide it, it is difficult to hide his severed ear in that narrow palace. Impossible.

"No way."

"The appearance of the Elves did not possess anything and the rate of growth was like that of a human."

Freya was born between an Elf and an Elf, but was born with no pointy ears and grew up at the same speed as Humans. Freya was born with red eyes that none but the Sispanians had. So.

"So I was banished. Because he was a mutant elf born with the human body and dragon eyes."

"You did a terrible thing."

You hear Plants' voice and stop tapping the table.

Brother, I won't forget what you said to me with my eyes until I die. Calian stared at Narjan once with his face, "Why are you cursing at them?"

"An excuse was the matter of my former commander. We don't abandon our own kind for that reason before or now."

"Where is that elf, the former commander?" "

"I was punished the most for causing so many other problems, including that."

There are rules among the Elves.

The strongest punishment they speak of, of course, is execution. Executioned Elves cannot return to the Mother Tree. Because of this, Kalian also knew that the tree of Mother is a powerful punishment for those who are the source of life, which is different from the death of humans.

"Do you know anything else about my mother?"

"That's all I know."

After going behind Odi Jam without touching it, Kalian put down the dishes and looked at Narjan.

"Okay. Okay."

Kalian looks at Kalian as if Narjan were strange, rather than calm. Plants drank another mouthful of tea with confidence, as if it were such a reaction.

"I thought you'd say something angry or something."

"I'm tired of complaining about someone who's already been punished. I didn't think my mother would be so unhappy if she was banished from here."

Maybe silica didn't.

Freya loved it after giving birth to Callian.

Whether it was love, whether it was lust for power like silica, whether it was unimaginable, whether it was love for Remain, or something else. Freya said she liked it.

"I can honestly imagine what it would have been like if you had stayed here. So that's it."

What happened after that was not about the Elves. Those who wronged Freya are already dead at the hands of Khalian.

"Keep talking about what you were talking about."

So, Calian, who finished talking about Freya, took a sip of wine and put it down.

"They told me to find the exiles in the woods of Bridget and give them a healer in return." I have a question. Why you didn't pay for Cecretia. "

As Narjan thought of what to say, Kalian's question followed.

"Elves never get help for free. But I don't know why I didn't pay anything to Cecretia about living in Cecretia Forest and not Cairis. If I knew my mother was from there, I don't think I didn't know it was there."

"Aren't they the ones who aren't recognized as their own? They were banished for a different reason than Queen Freya."

"You mean to tell me you were an Elf or a Half-Elf who had been banished for a sin, so you knew where to find them, but you didn't take care of them or help them?"

"That's right."

Tap, then Khalian taps the table with his fingers. It was an expression of being uncomfortable, rather than having something to think about.

"You don't seem to like the way you treat half-elves."

"For the preservation of a declining race. I can't always do what I like as an elder."

"You don't have to pay the blacksmith to ignore them anyway."

"They say if things go wrong, they'll execute all the elves there. I want to prevent them from being executed there."

"I've ignored how and where I live, but I don't want to be executed, because I'm not a complete race." "

Narjan nods.

However, the Elves' mindset is hard to empathize with. What the hell is that supposed to mean, Remain two years ago?

Turning your head, you can see one of Plants' mouths hanging high. I don't know, but she's probably thinking the same thing about Kalian right now.

Suddenly, it reminded me of the laughingstock of Plants at the Noble Council a long time ago. I heard Narzan's voice again in Calian's ears for a moment, whether I told him not to or not.

"As an elder, I forbid them to live here, but as an Elf Narjan, I cannot allow them to be executed."

Kalian is missing.

"I finally like the sound of that."

"So I went directly to their king and told him I would pay another way, but it didn't work."

Of course you did.

It's a pod I barely found to summon a healer. It can't work if I give it to him.

Knock, knock, knock, knock on the table to think. Calian's fingertips freeze for a while. I'm done thinking.

"Here, you said no owner's land."

"I see."

"I get it. Think about it and we'll talk tomorrow."

Instead of making a decision, Calian only said this: A silent, idle stranger, Plants turns his head to Calian.

* * *

Arianne stops at the door of her office.

"What a surprise."

It was because there was no one here at this hour.

I put all the documents in my arms on my desk and took off the glasses Arianne was wearing when I went to the couch.

"What brings you so far? I was in the palace the whole time."

"Just, I'm bored."

"That's strange. You can't be bored, my fiancée."

"Really. It's been a long time. Not work, just work. I want to rest."

Arianne smiles, unable to hide what pleases her purple eyes for a long time.

"Yes. Take a rest and go."

Soon, Arianne, who had some coconut cookies, a cool mint tea, and a cup of coffee full of cream, asked with a volatile stirring of the cream placed on the coffee.

"The death of Earl Cairys was not a setback."

And then...

Is this about work, too? '

I asked Chase to smile.

"I'll pretend it's not work. It's not a trifle."

The arrest of Cecretia Sezar, who was about to assassinate Prince Cairys, caused the death of Marquis Evan Brissen and a serious injury to the Three Princes. That's what they said in Cairys. Devil demanded an explanation, an apology, and a solution to the matter.

It was a long time ago, but Arianne and Chase have not been able to continue to meet. I had to avoid Devil's eyes, and now I'm asking because everyone was busy.

"Prince Kalian. You're not weak enough to get hurt by birds."

"Is he hurt badly?"

"Yes. He said he was hurt a lot, but he should be fine now."

Chase replied, not only did he feel better now, but he didn't know that the bird had escaped and was in the tree.

"You must have been worried sick."

"I was worried, but I feel relieved that this is the first time I've said I was sick. I did, Arianne."

After staring at Chase for a long time, Arianne nods. Then he pointed to the mint car in front of Chase.

"Your brother's on his way there, and you should, too. You're my brother, so don't be so hard on me. Why you're here."

Chase smiles unanswered.

When Arianne tried to ask again because she didn't have a smile, Chase opened his mouth.

"Your mother, Marquis Lynn."

"Yes."

"You're under arrest today."

Arianne's hand, which she was about to take to coffee, paused for a moment. Soon, Arianne reached out again and raised her coffee.

"You couldn't or you didn't?"

"I didn't stop it."

"Yes."

Arianne put down her cup of coffee with a worthless face. And I looked at Chase and I opened my mouth.

"Tell me, what will the baron do from tomorrow?" "

Knowing that Chase would somehow save his life even if his mother was arrested, Chase nodded his head without saying anything else and started talking.

* * *

The Mother Tree of the Elves was difficult to determine its height.

It's amazing how layers of Elves live in a hollow, transparent tree, and if you think about it, puffy. According to Humans, it's no different from living inside Serenti's body.

The garden is set on the middle floor of the Mother's tree, like it's made of crystal walls all around. All kinds of plants were planted on one side, and the sea looked down over the wall, not knowing whether to call it the bark of the Mother's tree or the window.

- Fondant!

A calian sits on a bench next to a fountain in the garden and throws a nugget at the mermaid statue in the fountain.

"It doesn't matter. Even the harp."

Plants, standing next to the bench, opens his mouth.

It is because it is complex to do so.

"Oh, yes. I decided not to pay much attention because I was like a normal person. But the other thing bothers me. How a man who was in Cecretia came to Cairis and met a man like you."

After hearing this, Plants turns his head to look at Kalian.

It looked like Calian had heard what Arsen had said since he had told him his secret. It's not that it's hard to believe that I went back in time. It's that you worked for him.

"· · · · · · · Yes."

Regrettably, Plants nods, feeling a strange sense of brotherly sympathy, understanding very well why Kalian was questioning it.

You soon handed over what Plants had in his hand to Calian.

Calian reaches out and takes it, gazing at something that was suddenly out in front of his eyes without a word. Then I saw what was inside, and I burst into laughter.

Jerky.

"I'm not Lucy."

"You're barking instead."

Jerky from dried foods taken from Siegfried. It remained intact, just as the mayor had prepared.

"Do as you think. Don't worry about it."

Kalian raises his head and looks up at the still standing Plants.

"About Cecretia. Don't worry about it. Just stick to the plan."

"You know what I think?"

"You're calling the snake here. By lying to me that I would heal you if you came. This land has no owner, so whatever it is you're hunting here, you won't get involved with Cairys."

"· · · · · · How quickly my older brother notices."

The sound of Calian's bark points to the jerky in Calian's hand, with a reasonably handed plant.

"Eat your favorite meat. I'll take care of it."

Calian stares at the jerky, smiling bloody.

It really made me feel like I was being treated like Lucy.