How to Live as the Enemy Prince

You can barely hear him put the cup down.

Over the years, my habit as a van attendant was not abandoned even after I put my only brother in front of me.

"Nice color. Smells good."

There's no reason to bring this up after drinking tea. The car is really nice or doesn't have much to say, or it's hard to say.

"Evening Primrose."

A flower that blooms under the moonlight during the day. Yann just nodded, even though the description was a car made of small yellow flowers.

Actually, I already knew that.

Maybe Jan is enjoying the tea so much that she prepares it several times a day. Since Jan was bitten by a single car, Khalian's car has been hand-prepared.

I did not know that the reason for enjoying the tea so gracefully was because I had stopped drinking, but after all, all the flowers and fruits that could be dried and poured into the water were in Jan's head.

"It's been a long time since I've had a flowered car, by the way. Prince McDreamy enjoys tea, but nowadays he keeps away from flower tea. He also loves mint."

Demirea is now convinced.

Jan must have come up with a difficult story to tell.

"Prince Kalian hasn't contacted you yet."

So I just got lucky first.

I sat down full of goosebumps in a frightfully round blue grey eye.

"Leah, I think the prince forgot about me."

"I think you're forgetting the lives of the Elves, not your brother."

"Prince Plants told Lerick everything, but our prince just ran away. I checked, and he took the money out of the safe, and he didn't tell me."

It is clear that you did not hear what Demirea just said.

Demirea drank tea after my fiancée left the house and took this situation so well that she was worried about my brother and couldn't sleep.

After that, I grabbed some of the caramel Yan brought me.

So, if the prince like our flower were scratched somewhere, I was waiting for the elephant, who was crying for a while, to be quiet.

"Don't worry, he'll be back soon."

No matter where he heard a scratch or where he came from, he couldn't help but say that all he had to do was prepare Indonesia for his opponent, so he just reasonably reassured him and ate the caramel.

I didn't want to use my ears more when I had to keep my mouth shut.

In fact, it was not unreasonable to worry like that because I went out and tore my flank or punctured my stomach.

"But I feel better talking to you."

Yan finally speaks when he's done worrying.

"Didn't you say that to Lord Bern or to Prince II's acolytes?"

"He tried not to listen anymore."

"· · · · · · · ·"

Demirea disappears from the thought of how worried Jan was.

"Ah, Leah. But I'm not just here to talk about the prince."

In response, Demirea looks at Jan and takes a letter out of Jan's arms and gives it to Demirea. In Demirea's eyes, when she took it and spread it, she saw a graceful handwriting that was hard to recall.

- Dear Peacock.

It was a letter from Slayman.

Immediately after seeing the top line, Demirea folded the letter again.

"You sent this to the palace."

"Not the palace, but the Marquis of Manasil. You asked for a reply."

"If you ask me what I changed my gait, I'll tell you what."

Demirea sighs.

"I have nothing to say to you about your decision to help Prince Kalian, without asking a single word."

Slayman has asked nothing of Evan's involvement. The moment I gave up my job in the capital, I gave up everything I had to do in the capital, and I let Demirea go because she didn't take the official position of "taking over" Callian.

- I heard you had a daughter in my family. I can't remember.

Instead, I was curious about persistent Manci Riley.

I'm not worried about that, but I was really curious. When are you going to bring her here to show me that she's my daughter or your daughter, or my daughter is Jan's little sister, and I can't sleep at night thinking about what to do because that would be weird. But is there anything you need, clothes you need, cookies you need, teachers you need?

"Leah."

"Yes."

Jan, who called Demirea again, looking at the same letter with the same content, looked at Demirea's eyes and letters alternately.

The steward of the mansion, the knight Yuan, Ronan, and Arsenado have all been worried about Riley. Demirea looks at Jan, exhausted, thinking that Jan might say the same thing.

"Thank you."

But Jan said:

"Thank you for being a big girl who doesn't think about anything else and takes care of children. I've just been here the whole time."

For a moment, I left Calian's position behind and just thanked him for being Siegfried's firstborn, and someday as Demirea's brother.

Demirea nods, smiling silently.

And, 'Don't worry, Riley is not my father's daughter, she's just going to be my sister. I like walnuts and almond cookies, so please send them.'

* * *

The path that I have walked for a moment without forgetting.

- Now it's just a story from a long time ago.

I told someone to stay put, and I remembered the way I had remembered myself for a moment.

Kalian raised his head to the words of the Mother Tree, which made the path even, and added an invisible figure to her eyes.

A quiet smile is drawn on Calian's mouth. Even though I understood everything else, the Elves couldn't understand either, so I just laughed.

"If you're worried, you'll be gentle."

The red jewel dust that was floating in the sky shook.

As red as a campfire, one and two are disappearing.

There's been a fire at the end of that long road that Kalian's been on. As if they had all been burnt away, from afar, but without stopping, they all turned to a small flame and headed toward the sky.

Someday, Bern.

One day, Kalian.

All the hurtful things that I did not forget came to mind one by one.

I looked back at the tower that was built far away.

I thought about going up there, but I left it there.

I looked into the green eyes of the person standing in front of me.

I thought I'd talk to him for a while, but then I let it go.

They too were once a tale, so now they know to let it go. Instead, I watched the greater flames quietly rise from the spire and in front of my eyes.

Kalian reaches out once more.

Sweeps away the remnants of the forgotten Sinister.

"It was a lot of hard work."

Now I touch the face of the missing person one last time.

"Well done. You did well. It's all right now."

Even if it was a tragedy.

Even if the ones who couldn't give up their stubbornness were the last ones who couldn't finish it.

I survived because I wasn't unhappy in the end.

"Bern."

Comfort sent.

The flame became a star.

And he left another star.

* * *

There was no explosion I was worried about, no stabbing.

Instead, there was some unexpected news.

"Out."

"Out of the city, he said, into the woods. Just now."

Plants closes his eyes slightly and opens.

"Stay close to the Elves."

Hearing this, Needleen asked if the Deputy Commander wants us to take the men and play around Lord Hill until Prince Kalian arrives. Plants walked out of the room in full swing. So Needleren began to manage his crew well, saying that he thought it would be the right thing to do. It means we started hanging out together. Drinking sparkling water.

By the way, Plants, who have been separated from the Balkans, has spoken to him. Then you follow the trail into the woods where Kalian is headed.

It wasn't that hard to find out where he was.

- Kuang!

Because that's where the noise is.

Plants have adapted to the slightly lower temperatures that have caused them to enter the dreadfully dense forest beyond the confines of the Elven City. Then you turn your head and try to assess the direction Kalian went, and you hear a loud bang.

Plants tapping his words, shrugging his ear without being greatly surprised.

Perhaps there is a valley that leads to a rainbow waterfall the last time you saw it, and Kalian sits on a rock by the water's edge.

"Why else?"

After sitting in the sand for a long time, Plants, who looks like a chair, now sits a little farther away from Calian and asks.

"Welcome."

Khalian is not surprised.

He bowed his head as he knew he would come, or as he had been waiting.

"I just wanted to check something out."

Plants glances at the distant debris from the rocks and frowns.

"It's not confirmation, it's anger."

"I'm not a violent person."

Callian looks at the stream of running water for a long time and opens his mouth.

"It's hard to calculate the meaning of the Sispanian, but the mother tree is even more so."

"What did he say, again?"

"You're worried."

"No."

Callian nods and smiles at the immediate response.

"First of all, I'm done talking to the Elder. I decided not to cry about moving to Cecretia anymore, and I decided to send a letter to Devil Lane asking him to come directly to the elders if he wanted treatment. I said I'd let you know when I get back, so I think I'll just go back to the palace for now."

Plants looks at Kalian for a moment.

He didn't know that the title had changed a bit, but Calian pretended not to know.

"I heard that the Mother Tree didn't open the path of the forest towards Bridget Forest, but somehow it's because of me. It was only after clearing the forest that Devil asked the Elves to negotiate, that I came here in the end. I don't know if it was for that particular reason, or if I saw someone else's relationship, but I felt that way."

Fondant, go.

A small orb enters the valley into the water.

He did not turn his gaze away from the Kalian side, which resulted in Kalian's words in Plants' ears not being able to see him.

"If one Devil causes trouble in the forest, I've been told to open a path in the forest and evacuate its inhabitants before it's too late." That forest is a little bit of a concern to me, so I went out of my way. "

"Yes."

"And · · · · · · · · · ·."

Calian, who is likely to talk to you again, shuts up and shows you his palm.

Whoo-hoo!

With a low reverberation, a small error sword was made over his hand, and the plant saw it grinning.

"I guess the chicken eating elves weren't wrong."

It seems that Mother Tree, who was able to see through many things, looked inside Kalian a little.

A clear red sword floats before your eyes that reminds you of something other than death, which you will no longer feel unpleasant.

"Yes."

Plants nods, not asking what got rid of it and turned back into that light. And for a moment, Calian scatters his sword again and opens his mouth.

"That's why I came out."

To see if the error has changed.

"No, this is what I found out. I'm going to check on something else."

"Check what."

Callian grins.

Then you open your mouth, pointing to the direction connected to the Elven Forest.

"Elves do a pretty thorough calculation of what they're helped with. From my perspective, I thought it was a favor to the Elves. It pays."

Plants looks at Calian.

Calian lowers his arm behind the boulder, briefly turning around. Then I picked up something and handed it to Plants.

"There are stars left in the place where they all disappeared. I've decided to accept it."

A shimmering silver sword that feels like blue light is in Calian's hands.

Calian opened his mouth for a moment, thinking about Mother's tree, which had changed the remnants of the stars back to their original shape.

"Use your brother."

And I'll give you a sword.

Plants' eyes stopped in one place with unexpected gifts in their hands.

- Sinistera.

The finger that was placed on the black text did not come down for a long time.

"Don't leave it anywhere. This time."

A faint voice has sent you a request.