How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Meat.

It was evening when I left the Elven City and crossed their borders. Calian disappears, terrified of reaching a place where he can hunt. Before long, he returns with a distracted Boar. You're smiling so beautifully.

Plants closes his eyes slightly, thinking that such a face is like that of a warrior who defeated the Demon King after a long ordeal and perseverance.

Because I'm the prince and he's my brother.

He's definitely a prince.

"Why · · · · · · · · · ·."

Trying to put in a dozen confused emotions that are hard to get out.

It's not my fault he did that. It's Chase's fault.

If you're gonna kick him out, you better get rid of him, 'cause what the hell did he do? He ate a chicken, ate a pig, drank a drink, and fell off a cliff by himself.

· · · · · · So that's what happens to her.

A deep sigh comes out of Plants' mouth, grilled cod, snake and naval, and there are so many things to say to Chase first.

I wonder if you know the mind of these plants.

The meat on the broad fire plank that protruded from the Juju Island's pockets ripens well. Callian waited for the meat to ripen in his hand, holding the tea that one knight handed him. He was several times more excited when he faced a meal at the end of a long fasting due to a hole in his stomach.

Thanks to this, a small murmur comes out of Calian's mouth, and Plants hears it next to him opens his mouth quietly.

"You seem to have forgotten where my brother is."

Songs.

No one will listen or listen to it anyway, so we won't know if it's a Cecretian song, but it seems a bit strange for Prince Cairis to be humming in front of the meat.

Kalian nods, his head full of Bern's habits.

"Yes, I won't forget."

Bern that day was full of fools.

I greeted Bern at the end of the day.

Then Plants pulled out what he couldn't ask for, and tried to bury it in his chest quietly. The nameless and ageless buried him in the sea somewhere far away. Don't let Callian feel bad about forcing her to comfort the last of the emperor.

"You've gained weight. I am."

A blue flame floating like that.

Kalian sees the blue lights scattered over the Balkans and the blue flames that Plants has raised. I bent over my legs, leaning back against the sleeping raven, and watched the blue light fade across the horizon without fail.

Tilt the moon.

Let the sun rising behind your back shine on the deep blue sea again.

I watched the sea for a long time.

And, of course, he didn't say anything to Plants about the Sinistera sitting on the sea. Thank you for taking care of me because I did not work here, did well, did not praise, did useless things, and did not deserve to be bruised.

So I didn't say anything.

I just told him I've gained weight.

"Got it."

"Yes."

I only told him I was back in the right place without nightmares, and Plants understood.

"Is the elf eating the chicken gone?"

Plants did not mention it either. You don't react much to what Kalian says, but you tell a different story.

Kalian nods and opens his mouth.

"Yes. I said I'd go to Siegfried first. Elf feet are the fastest in the forest."

There would have been no particular reason.

He must have gone to eat the right meat first.

"Yes."

"But now you're looking for Siona, who hasn't been seen all day."

"· · · · · · · Thinking."

"What were you thinking?"

"Horse name."

"You've made your choice."

Plants nods.

I saw Plants in a state of mind as Calian unfolded an ancient dictionary of secritia. It was because I thought I would try to name it in the same language again because of the Plants personality.

"· · · · · · · Flowers."

It's not like that. Plants said that and Calian was quite surprised.

The Plants.

"You may ask why you want to name it that way."

"No."

"Yes."

He doesn't want to tell you. What more can I ask you?

Calian turns his head to look at the silver white horse tied at a distance. He silently stares at the tamed horse and opens his mouth again.

"Estina,"

"That's what I'd call it."

Horses are called flowers.

"Yes."

The owner of Raven, who remembers the swarming grass riding the flowers, shakes his head.

"Prince, eat."

The knight who had just come and handed me the car came back and handed me a plate.

After a small departure, and since nothing as big as a table in the wizards' pockets, the two princes eventually ate with plates in their hands. And of course, neither of them complained about that.

Calian asked as he watched Plants start eating Boar Meat without saying anything else.

"The food you brought from the Elven City doesn't suit you."

"No."

"But you don't eat that. You eat meat."

"You said, 'Let's go eat cod.'"

It's a long way to Cecretia, no? The whole time I was going there, I never intended to choose the only food that was right for me.

When he said that, Plants, who was annoyed by seeing the look on his brother's face, saying, "Oh my God, my brother is amazing," asked.

"Why are you going there?"

"I'm here to see the snake."

"Why do you want to meet?"

"Are you worried about me?"

"No."

"Yes."

An unbelieving Calian points to Plants' sword.

"Stronger than the Black Cairys of Cecretia. I can only send my frail brother because I'm his younger brother. I have to escort you."

We have servants, escorts. He barks so well.

Even though I didn't ask him to do it, my own busy brother said so.

"Devilan won't think I'm coming."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to think about it. I don't know what to do when I see him."

"· · · · · · · You'd better not face it."

"Are you worried about me?"

"No."

"Yes."

Calian opens his mouth, smiling slightly as he responds with a light tone.

"You'll be fine. I'm not going alone."

If you have another nightmare, it'll wake you up again.

If you have another nightmare, you have to wake up again.

Though he understood that was roughly the answer, Plants nodded without a word.

"Finish your meal before it gets cold. If you want to eat it anyway, eat it. Brother Chase is taller than you."

Then I started eating the meat from the plate again. It wasn't because I cared about Kalian's last words.

* * *

Dark night.

I couldn't sleep.

I pretended.

"I shouldn't have said that."

I couldn't digest it, to be exact. The power of the blessing would fix itself if I was weaned, but I ignored the problem caused by the meat that was eaten upside down to be tall.

After drinking all the dark mint tea Needlen gave me, Plants sat across from Raven and called out to Calian, who was chatting nonstop.

After emptying the same meat into three dishes and gathering with the members of the Balkans, they ate a bunch of cookies full of fruit jam, as well as a whole bunch of dried apple chips. After sharing with Raven, Calian, who was too healthy, stood up and followed Plants.

- Whoo-hoo!

He is a brother who thinks that nothing is worth fighting when he is stumped.

A red flame echoes from the tip of Calian's hand, which was fine with the digestion but did not intend to refuse the fight.

Red Orchard.

The red light was replaced by two long swords because the Mana used by wizards was replaced by an error.

And Plants picked up a new Sinistera, wondering which of his two swords he couldn't wield at the same time because he hadn't lost weight yet. Even though it seemed like a slight cleanness, the cool blade of light was filled with sharp energy.

- Ka-ang!

Like the light of a star.

Three red and blue swords are intertwined.

If you want to use the Sword of Bricen, you need to know how to stop it.

Ka-ang!

Plants blocks and repeatedly splits the red flower produced by Calian's sword.

You block the flying sword from the right, then bend at your waist to avoid a second swing from the left. After that, you stomp your feet and raise your body, reaching for Calian's shoulder.

Kang!

Instead of hiding in the shadows, Calian draws two swords together, avoiding Plants' attacks at a reasonable speed. Then, you raise the recovering blue sword and divide it again, stabbing it from both sides.

- Validity!

With a swift swing of the sword, the plant blocks both attacks once and for all, and aims for Kalian's flank with its powerful power.

- Shhh!

followed by a wave sound.

Carrying the right sword upside down, Calian swings his left arm at Plants to stop the incoming attack. To grab the sharply twisted sword, the notched plant swings its sword in the opposite direction. This time, Kalian's left sword stops the attack, and the sword in his right hand lunges for Plants' neck.

- Ca-ang!

There is no echo that echoes through the forest.

It is because of translucent membranes that spread widely around.

Instead, the two inside were constantly hearing sharp hissing.

- Kang! Kaga River!

The green eyes glowed sharply.

I was filled with the energy of red eyes facing his eyes.

"· · · · · Shoulder stabbing and cutting at the sides does not kill you."

A small aesthetic was heard in Plants' ears.

At the same time, you feel a flash, and a red sword descends from the sky.

- Caaaaang!

Plants pick up their backed sword and quickly move their feet to block the falling blade. Soon, the second sword, which flew to where Plants was, was recovered and returned.

"Especially if the sword is light."

You may not know it, but it was also necessary.

Now, Plants has never sought Calian's heart and has never stabbed it in the neck. I continued to aim for arms and legs, shoulders and abdomen only.

- Ka-ang!

Two red swords flew from top to bottom and from right to left. After a single upward assault, a third one flies toward Plants, who has been bent on evading the second one.

Calian, who removed the rising sword and rebuilt it, rushes to the heart of Plants.

One to the heart, one to the neck.

which one to avoid and which one to stop.

- Bang, bang!

After a momentary calculation, Plants turns the handle and blocks the heart with a blade. Then you bend your head and raise your sword.

- Ka-ang!

At the same time, Kalian's fourth attack continues immediately.

I felt a tingling sensation in my neck, without a bird feeling the chills of a light, sharp blade. I felt only then that the fifth blade that had come out unseen had gone past Plants' neck.

As always, Plants has let down his sword, realizing that it was cut off by Khalian's sword again.

But then.

- Shhh!

The red sword swarms towards the heart of Plants.

The plant raises its arm, when it sees the sword approaching without hesitation, as if it didn't want to stop.

"Ahh · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Too late.

I can't stop it.

Kalyan's sword does not stop.

While I was unaware of the feeling of metal plunging deep into my heart, Plants took a step back.

- Kaga!

And you hear a horrible sound of metal being forced to stop like a scratch.

"If you let go of your mind before you put the sword in, you will die."

I feel a thin stream of blood trickling down my throat.

You see the thick shield in Plants' eyes, looking down at the area of his chest. You see the tip of Kalian's sword stuck in the center of the shield together.

"I won't fight you until you can strike properly."

In a slightly louder voice, Callian said.

Then I turned my back and walked away.

* * *

Bright night.

As the sun sets and darkness sets, the magic lamp that was placed here and there in the castle illuminates. The trees that hang on either side of the trail between the backyard and the Starpalace are shining with the light of a lamp.

It was time to head back to the Star Palace, but Louise continued walking back and forth the trail a few times. I couldn't go inside because I was nervous and noisy, rather than for a special reason.

"Seems like it's been over an hour since Cesar went to His Majesty. Why is it taking so long?"

"Don't worry too much. It's going to be okay."

A small sigh echoes out of the answer.

"It's not even time for us to discuss our duties, but you called me out of nowhere."

"If so, let me take a look."

The servant who walked with him asked, looking up at Chase's room from afar and not turning on the lights.

After thinking for a moment, Louise shakes her head and replies.

"Done. Nothing good is known to you about worrying."

Again and again, Louise's feet repeatedly stopped after a few more steps. Every time, Louise looks up at Chase's room and Devil's office.

"What you said to put up the smell of sleep again is · · · · · · · · ·."

"It is."

After pausing, Louise takes a few more steps to open her mouth.

"I didn't have anything left because I cleaned all the incense the last time I was asked to be bitten. I'll talk to you about it separately, so let it go first."

"I understand."

Luiz nodded at the servant's words and looked at the palace again.

The end of his gaze filled with anxiety.

There, Devilan's office shines brightly. This is why the chandelier with magical energy was emitting the brightest light.

A small, colorful gold-polished chandelier shines brightly into your eyes.

"If you have nothing to say, please allow me to step aside."

I called him to the office and sat him down for an hour.

After going through the paperwork, I coughed a few times and didn't say a word.

Despite Chase's one hour of silence, Devil handed over a copy of the document without a reaction. And I coughed.

Under a bright lamp, Chase's two eyes close and come up for a moment.

"Me."

Devil's mouth suddenly opens.

"I thought about it. I thought about it for a long time."

A voice that sank and rested.

But a calmer voice than anyone else.

Chase doesn't turn his head toward the Devil. I didn't even let down my sitting position.

"What do you mean?"

"About borrowing Remain's mouth to speak to me."

Devilan rises to his feet, covering up the paperwork he handed over. Then I walked in flawless motion and sat across from Chase.

The sound of the couch landing deeper sounds like a bigger illusion than ever.

"Deliver my bird by chance and absolve me of the sin of hurting the Marquis. Cover it with my bird and make excuses for not responding to my call. In addition to demanding my death. I found another bird that I was chasing and I made it my own, as if I didn't want to hide it."

Knock, knock, knock.

With a clasp, the tip of Devil's hand rests on his knee and gently taps over the back of the opposite hand.

"So I thought for a long time."

His finger stops looking at Chase's bright eyes, resembling his predecessor. A small cough followed.

But I didn't care about the sound. Devil and Chase.

"That child you went to see. Come on out. So far the same idea."

Knock, knock, knock.

"· · · · · · · · ·."

Chase stares at Devil without an answer.

Devilan's fingertips slowly draw a long arc on the back of his opposite hand.