How to Live as the Enemy Prince

A deep blue sea that looks beyond the transparent walls.

An indoor garden full of cactus with blue skies, white clouds, golden thorns and trees with giant green leaves. And a beautiful fountain of black marble.

I can assure you that if the Sispanians had liked the sea, they would have built a palace that would not have been worse than Hartsila now. If we had somehow expanded our territory to the sea and built a nation, or if it hadn't been for that, we would have built an ocean instead of a forest at the North Gate.

Unfortunately, thanks to the dragon who loved his eyes, Kalian had no choice but to keep this stunning landscape in his eyes.

"I eat because it's free."

Eating jerky.

"Actually, I prefer grilled meat to dried meat."

Plants frowns at Calian's words, still sitting on the bench, chewing the jerky slices of dirt. Then I finally said a word because I thought it was something that the person who ate all the jerky in one place.

"We won't get caught this time."

It's nothing to hide, but who would see him as a half-elf anyway?

It's been less than two hours since I went to a luncheon invited by Captain Narjan. Roughly, he wouldn't have thought of that if he hadn't eaten the jerky that would become his daily meal as a dessert.

As I thought, conquest is quite well suited and always about the same height, but Plants brings out a fairly normal question: Where the hell does everything you eat go without hiding the error? He brings up the biggest question of his life.

"Don't you want to meet Queen Freya's bloodlines?"

It was known that Freya had a brother. Besides, if there were no other problems, Freya's parents would still be alive.

"I have to meet him. I was hoping to ask the elder where he is, but I was worried."

"You know how my brother hesitates."

If you had lived without hesitation until now, brother, you would have disappeared from the world on the first day I changed. Calian smiles calmly, wanting to say.

"I don't know."

"Why did you hesitate?"

"Maybe I'll hear it again. Maybe a little different."

Red eyes. An imperfect bloodline. Mixed. Mutant.

I'm afraid the number of words I've heard will grow, but it will be meaningless.

"· · · · · · · Unknown."

"Yes. I don't know what to say until I meet you. Anyway, if you can take your eyes off what's going on in Sacritia, I'll find you there at that time."

"Yes."

After answering, Plants watches over Calian for more jerky, or he opens his mouth rather than thinking for a moment.

"Xeon. Why don't you ask?"

There's nothing left.

Let me think about something else.

"Even though it's getting more friendly than when I first saw it, I still think of Elves as Elves. I don't think that's what you're asking right now."

"Then when."

"That too, after we settle things with Cecretina. There's a possibility that Zeon and the Elves are close, but assuming that's the case, the smith might find out that I'm interested in Zeon, and I don't think I'm going to be able to help her with her work."

Khalian shuffles the story.

Plants nods once for a moment and looks at the mermaid statue in the fountain. Then I walked towards a plant I had never seen in my life and reached out for my hand.

Callian opens his mouth at Plants, touching a wide leaf full of white fluffy thorns with his fingertips.

"It's a banana tree, sir. I've never seen it before. If you take that wool and plant it, it becomes banana."

"· · · · · · · I didn't give you any jerky to bark at."

I'm not fooled.

Honestly, I almost believed it for a moment, but I thought that his voice didn't sound like the banana tree I saw in the book. Thank goodness.

Anyway, Plants, who thought that lying was really bad and swept the leaves full of sunlight a few more times, looked at Calian smiling as if it was funny.

"Is that why you can't lie?"

"No, I can't do that. It's not that I can't do it as a half-elf. I'm a straight shooter at Kiri."

I asked her why she looked so pretty, and I could tell her to get lost if she said it was because she was half-elf. Callian knew there was only Jan and Allen to say that.

In addition, the words, "Wasn't it a good lie before it changed to what it looks like?" also opened their mouths with a passable voice like that of Kalian.

"· · · · · · · Lenisita."

Renissita in the square.

Plants takes his hand off the leaf for a moment.

Of all the cactus, why did you pick and choose a hand, Lenisita? Calian sighs silently, adding a short note.

"So don't look so weird."

In fact, there's magic, so you don't have to put a leaf on it, but the royal family continued to execute you that way. The meaning of the warning: to keep symbolism in the minds of people and to leave them aware of the death penalty.

And not long ago.

Lennon Brissen's leaves spread over the square.

Plants felt his arm freeze like the day he hit Lennon, clenching both fists for a moment and then touching the leaf again.

"You said you saw things for yourself."

Kalyan nods, a small laugh.

"Then take it and plant it. Banana grows or doesn't grow."

"Stop barking. Water."

"Yes."

One of Plants' words was still understood by Calian, who nodded his head and made a drop of water and placed it on the leaf of Lenisita.

Instead of drops of fist-like water pouring down to the floor, I feel like the wave bubbles that disappeared as they were absorbed and disappeared into the sand. Plants stares at it for a while, looking at Calian.

"It's also in Cecretia."

"Yes. It's not used for anything like us, but Lenisita grows. I saw it when I was walking around. They'll probably grow in the south of Siegfried."

Plants nodding, one more time, sweeps the fully absorbed Lenisita Leaf away.

"Yes."

When he saw that, Calian suddenly turned his gaze again, looking down at the palm of his hand, leaving only the original scar. I stood in a place full of recording, but I did not support it, but headed towards the finest green color.

I still can't fathom how good my head is, and my mental age is really old enough to argue with Arsen.

But the experience is Lucy and Anne's level.

Bern was not even that age. I'd rather have Raven see more, so what can I say?

Suddenly, it occurred to me that Plants, who had been in Balkan uniform ever since he left the palace, had never taken off his jacket or unbuttoned his shirt.

"I can see why you were choking."

So there was another word that came out of it.

Plants glances at Calian for a moment and turns his head back unanswered. He looked at the garden for a long time and pointed at something with his finger. Kalyan replies, seeing what it is.

"It's a pineapple. The flower in the middle grows, and it comes out inside."

"You again."

"I mean it. I grew up on Pineapple soil."

For a long time, not knowing what you know and not knowing.

"This."

"I saw it when I was in the province of Gaden, but I can't remember the name. Anyway, the outside is green and the inside is pink. It was very sweet at first, but I didn't like it very much because it tasted bad."

"Yes."

"Actually, the trunk is a little more unusual than the fruit, but if you put the white part of the skin on the wound, it stops the bleeding and keeps the wound from getting chapped. I was drinking, and then I rolled down the cliff, and I opened my eyes, and I was all caught up. Oh, don't learn that."

"· · · · · · · · I know."

"Yes."

For quite some time, Plants asked and Calian answered.

* * *

Ten wizards, thirty knights.

And a master of the sword.

I made a bet on who would win.

Of course it wasn't a fight.

Needleen remembers perfectly well that all the Balkans were laid bare in a similar battle with Calian.

So, I made a bet about who would not tolerate it first and go out into the woods and eat the meat.

"· · · · · · · · Out."

"I stared at the lunch table for a while and left the city for a while, Deputy Commander."

And then Siona lost.

Of course, the Elves are right.

Siona is 38 years old.

An Elf that lives about three times the human lifespan. That doesn't mean that it grows three times slower to the mental age. Although it may be because of the slowest growth in adolescence, its appearance now seems to be around the late 20s. Anyway, I'm never old enough to be a man. And then he left.

It was only the third day of the afternoon when I came here.

"Ha."

It's been less than a week since I left the palace. Why is it that every day is so long? Anne and her still beautiful Lucy, who must have grown up a lot earlier, opened their mouths with frowned faces that Plants really wanted to see.

"The crew."

"It's all here. Sir Hill went out alone, sir."

At this point, Plants opens his mouth, adding one more crease to his brow.

"Where's the Orange Head Wizard?"

"You mean the Orange Head Wizard?"

"Kane Tesman. There's only thirty-nine people here."

Nedlen's face turns pale as he looks at his crew with his eyes that it can't be. No matter how many times I counted, there was not enough of one.

"I just left, Deputy Commander, saying you think you know how to light a crystal on fire."

And this came from the mouth of the other crew.

"· · · · · · · ·"

Plants, a moment on his forehead, gives a low voice to Needleen.

"Get him."

"Yes, I'll get right on it."

The pink-haired wizard quickly replied and ran out.

* * *

Kalian laughs again.

I laughed for a long time as I saw the pink-haired wizard and the orange-haired wizard running through the sand. It was a duel with the name fitness training.

- But I'm glad you didn't really intend to light your mother's tree on fire, Prince Kalian.

Callian laughs again, hearing this.

It's been a long time since I've seen Plants smile brightly. It was so funny that I couldn't stop laughing.

I'm glad you went out to get the crystal glasses. It's more controlling than the wizards outside, but it's not easy to hold on to anything until you check it right away.

- It's amazing how much you can manage wizards outside the palace. Prince Plants still seems to be doing his part. Wizards tend to be very colorful.

Kalian nods, looking at the scruffy head running alongside the two wizards.

Pink, orange, five-layer remaining cabbage.

- Yeah, it's colorful.

It's like the top of a rainbow.

It's like macarons.

- It's a wonder Prince Kalian contacted us first.

Chase's voice echoes back as he watches the colorful scent for a moment.

- Is something wrong?

- Earlier, Marquis Lynn was arrested.

Calian sobs as soon as he realizes that she is Arianne's mother.

- Is it because of Marquis Lynn's soldiers?

- May I ask why you think that?

- Because if Arianne is the Viceroy's proxy, Prince Chase can move the Viceroy's soldiers more easily. In addition to that, the Marquis can stay in the palace, so you can protect Arianne in the palace.

If Prince Kalian figures out two reasons so quickly, I'm a little nervous.

Chase's voice, like a gentle breeze in a deep forest. Calian smiles calmly as he looks at the sea.

- The king of Cecretia is also apprehensive.

- Perhaps not.

- I don't think it's worth noticing since it's bait to lure King Cecretia anyway.

Chase hears this and shuts up for a moment.

To apprehend Marquis Lynn and to allow Arianne to wield all authority, including the Marquis' soldiers, for a moment. And Chase brought Arianne into the palace to keep her safe.

With this intention, Devil Lane will notice that Prince Lynn has accepted his arrest. And Calian noticed the plan right away.

- In secret, the king of Cecretia is a man who cherishes Prince Chase.

Devil was being very nice to Chase, as Alan said he was a little tough on Devil, but better than Remain. In a situation like this, if Chase takes down Devil himself, the nobles have one thing in mind.

'Chase, who was known for his gentle temperament, was more cold-blooded than his father,' he said.

The nobles who are dying because of Devil's tyranny won't welcome Chase's reign. During the time of the death of the former king and the reign of the new king, it was very likely that he would try to establish a new bloodline of royal blood.

- So we have to show them. We need to make sure that the king of Cecretia, in fact, shows how Prince Chase was being regarded, unseen.

Let the nobles know that Devil was seeing Chase as an 'opponent', not his son.

Imagine a gloomy future for the nobles who were secretly holding hands under Devil's blade, even after Chase was sacrificed to him as his last hope.

Thus, it was the first plan to make them more daring to reach out to Chase and make the excuses and swords that Chase does not now have.

- Yeah, that's right. That's what I'm thinking. You received a reprimanding message from King Cairys in a situation where you couldn't continue to find a healer. So by now, I thought my father would be in a hurry, so I admitted that Earl Lynn, who was blocking the entry of the Tensyl Healer, was arrested.

- This is where I intend to summon King Cecretia to the city of Elves. I don't think he's ever going to come because he's so suspicious, but I think we should watch him respond first.

Chase takes a moment to look down, instead of answering. It was a short letter sent to the royal palace of Cairys through a brochure.

'I know you want to carry the nobles on your back. I know I should put a blindfold on your fiancée's side. I need you to tell me what you plan to do after that.'

A sentence written without any concealment. A fine, sleek handwriting that seems to be flowing, unlike the words of the powerful Khalian. It was a letter from Plants I had received once.

- I don't want you to overdo it.

- Don't worry, Prince Kalian, you're not overdoing it.

Chase's hand answers the letter.

Chase smiles softly as he looks at the ring that was enclosed with him, and he hears Calian's words.

- The king of Cecretia is a ghost to be reaped by my hand. Please don't hesitate to let me know if you need any help. Anything.

- Aye, sir.

Calian raises his head, not realizing what was on Plants' wrist that had never walked on a sleeve the whole time he was here, and what a well-traveled messenger from the palace of Cairys had delivered to the prince of Cecretia.

The red sun was literally watering the blue sea in gold. The sky between red and green is unbelievably beautiful.

Kalian blinks his eyes to the golden glow together by the light of sunset.

- You can see the sunset here. I loved watching the sunrise in that little sea in Cecretia, but it's a little too bad the sun doesn't rise here.

- If you look at the moment, there must be a difference between the rising sun and the low sun.

- They're both beautiful in an instant, but I can't help feeling a little different.

- Then one day I'll be here. We'll see about that. Prince Kalian.

Kalian sees the tired orange hair, the pink hair wizard, and his brother standing beside him, mining the two, once again in a wider sea.

- Immediately. I'll go.

When I think about it, I can see it.

Now I have to soak my feet in the sea.

I want to see the face I wanted to see.

Safe and tidy and fighting and all that. I just want to do it.

- Brother.

I was a little greedy.

For a while after that.

Chase hasn't spoken in a while.

- · · · · · · I'm waiting.

And he replied:

It's been a while.