How to Live as the Enemy Prince

You left five with your brother and attacked two warriors who used Zeon's power, yes. Until then, there's two of them. I killed one of them. Why are there two left?

· · · · · No, one more.

That was definitely two, but then again, it was one. Of course not. There were two of them, and now that you've killed one of them, there should be one in front of me. That's right. Why were there two before? That's weird.

- I forgot.

I blinked slowly as if I was trying to clear my blurred vision. Only then did the focus return, and I saw exactly one warrior who was seen as two.

"Oh, that's one. You almost scared me when you thought the guy you just killed came back alive."

I thought you had another one like me.

I blinked as I repeatedly checked. That's one.

I knocked, and kicked the floor a few more times with my toes. I regained my sense of slumber, empowering myself several times with my sword in my hand.

- I forgot.

I can see the five young men who exchanged swords from a distance. I blinked a few more times just in case. One of the five would be peas, and one of the prosecutors would be reduced.

We'll just have to wait and deal with Sir Hertz until he gets here, or I'm actually on your side, so we can have a good look at him until the third prince dies, but I think we've reduced the flexibility by one exam. Gekko.

"You must have been stocked again."

Gekko.

- Shhh!

As you try to take a short sigh, the warrior lunges as he catches his breath. I raised my sword without even having a chance to catch my breath.

- Ka-ang!

Kang! Ka-ang!

The continuous sound of iron awakened my ears.

The lower back is still numb, but the pain of the heart continues to rise and grips the grabby head. It's a good thing.

You dodged the warrior's sword by making fun of your feet, either stepping on the ground or stepping on the shadow. You cling to the sword and stab at him.

Four by the sea. One I caught a while ago. And up to the one in front now, there are six Desert Warriors from Xeon.

"I don't think they were close. I saw him standing there dying near thirty."

I was curious and had to clear my sleep. The prosecutors were frozen with their faces to watch someone else's house burn until they were all dead, but how could they have considered it?

"We were still in a bad place."

I thought you weren't going to say anything, but the man who was fighting each other with his sword, replied with a mighty voice.

We're still in a bad mood.

Different affiliations. Maybe you just met her, or maybe you met her for the first time today.

You nod. No more talk. He sends a sword instead of a horse, and he raises it strong.

- Ka-ang!

A dung spatters. Quickly retrieve the sword and swing it, cutting off the unusual white hair and dropping it to the ground. I thought he was after them again, but he must have missed.

Huff.

I swallowed another piece of blood hit my throat like a habit. I laughed.

'Because you're so weak.'

That's why I can't make fun of a fragile parsley sprout.

- Ka-ang!

I know I'll die the moment I stop. I was constantly teasing and swinging my arms. Of course it's the same with him, but at least he's not in enough shape to see one enemy as two. That's why we move faster and more stealthily, aiming for a loophole.

- Brainy!

I can't stop frowning.

The sharp feeling from the heart is so unfamiliar. The sound of the heartbeat, which reached its limit, buzzed in my ears.

- · · · · · · Brains!

The sword that was emitting a red light disappears.

"Phew · · · · · · · · · ·."

I blinked.

Examine the distant souls again. I can see you're dealing with three. Also, I've reduced one.

That's a lot of parsley.

- Whoo-hoo!

I made a sword like a squeeze. You blink. You move your feet. I teased your arm.

"The one who looks like he'll die on his own if I let him."

Instead of answering the warrior's words, I just laughed.

If someone who is really smart said that I will not die, he would be denied the fact that the words that he had made as uncertain as possible were true.

You push the warrior's sword again. The sword disappears again. I rebuilt it. If I'd known this, I wouldn't have let the dead man's sword be broken first. I smiled again, holding the tip of my heart as the sword tried to disappear again.

After a short while, you take another look at Plants.

And I couldn't smile anymore.

"What, why?"

I see peas.

Yeah, I saw it. I was going to blink, but then I just looked. It didn't even look like two. He seemed like the only one. So I just looked at him. I couldn't smile more and looked at him.

I saw a bunch of peas, just as I thought. I was running. Why.

"Kalyan."

I called.

Those with knives, who thought about running around behind three of them, summoned me.

"· · · · · Receive."

The sword flew in. I received it.

Oh, I see.

He must be crazy.

I do stupid things again. I guess I forgot it's not a sword divided in two for beauty. I must have mistaken my skills for a half-sword. I thought you were smart, but you weren't.

You must be crazy.

Seriously, she's crazy.

You strike your foot at the warrior. He sneaks in, stabs you in the back, in the front, and in the back. You drive him away. Then you see him again, stabbing him in the air instead of his neck. Goddamn it.

- Ka-ang!

You hear the nearby Plants and the prosecutors aiming for each other's lives. It's the sound of peas blocking. Now that I understand the short speech, I can understand the sound of the knife stopping me.

You hear a tearing sound from your ears over here, but you hear it louder.

- Kang!

Peas are blocked again.

We dodged the next attack, no. I think I'm right. Severely cut. Stabbed. I don't know, one sound has abated. Maybe one less pea. That's a lot of cuts. I don't know.

My heart is twisting again. I don't know how long peas last with a half-sword. I don't know about that.

Kaga River! Ka 'ang!

As with only instinct, I put my life on the blue sword. You really straighten your claws and wield your sword like you're about to reveal your teeth. In the meantime, the sound of knife-fighting with the warrior is not just being heard by the two ears, but by the sound from somewhere else. It's interesting.

The pea attacks are blocked. I can't hear the next sound. You take your eyes off the warrior in front of you and see where the sound is coming from. I can see the gray sword in his grip on the other side.

I can see everything clearly.

I can clearly see what I was thinking and what I put down and how worry-free I am.

"This · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Don't lower your sword before you think about it.

That's what I said.

"Stupid peas."

I ran.

The warrior follows behind and swings his sword. I don't know. I don't know. You run. You grab Sinistera and swing your sword at her grasp. I grabbed hold of the Pea Shoulder. I put it behind my back. The smell of blood grows thicker.

My back hurts.

Stupid fool who forgot everything he taught me. You son of a bitch. You're the enemy.

"No."

He's not dead.

All right, then.

I see that.

* * *

'It would be unfair to walk away like this. Prince Plants. "

In the corner of the flower garden full of unknown red flowers, the knight who introduced himself as' the one person who couldn't stand the situation of the prince next door 'opened his mouth like that. I was going to put all those flowers in his mouth, but I endured it once. He looks up and says, "Keep trying."

Prince Kalian is the man who murdered Prince Plants' mother. '

The way I lived dead, holding my mother's hand.

The path of everyone who took me out of her hands.

It was I who chose the latter. It wasn't Calian that killed my mother, it was Silica, and it was also Brissen who abandoned Silica. I know that, and Calian knows that, and he doesn't. I understood it because I didn't know what to say. The Bible says that ignorance is not a sin.

'Not only that, he took everything Prince Plants had.'

Whatever I had in the first place was taken from me.

Did you take Brissen?

- Peas are peas, even if they're all grass.

My brother is trying to get rid of Brissen from me, but I have to take it. I don't think that's right. If not, what else did they take? I don't even know what many of my brothers took from me, just what they gave me by shearing my flesh and I don't even remember what I took from them.

I had to endure it twice for the eyes of those like Brissen who can only see what is visible. Ignorance is not a sin, but stupidity like Brissen is a sin.

'So.'

We're here to help. Just a little help and you can go back to the way things were. '

Three times. I endured it.

'It doesn't matter, come with me out of the palace. We'll get rid of any obstructions in Prince McDreamy's path for you.'

I was thinking about enduring it one more time because I came to see the sea, but then I remembered my brother who told me not to endure it if I was uncomfortable or not.

'I'll keep that in mind.'

So I decided not to take it anymore.

And it moved.

Chase was at the end of the plan. I don't think it has anything to do with my life, but I think it's clear that Chase is against coming out of the palace. So I didn't say. So things got messy. Everything fell apart.

I should have endured it one more time, hoping that I could confirm the identity of the suspicious nobility hiding among the nobles that would make Calian's life less threatening, and hand it over to Chase and find out that the consequences of his unbearable behavior are spreading like this. If not, I should have just told Callian before I got out.

"· · · · · · · Too late."

Anyway, it's in the past now.

The blue-haired mad wizard has arrived.

Plants nods without answering, briefly looking at the scar on his back, wanting to lose my life after losing weight. At the same time, the ice barrier breaks. They make a move.

Their goal has always been the Kalian, not the Arsen. Calian placed a shield in front of Plants, targeting both of them indistinguishably since the death of one swordsman in Plants' hands, but the priority was Calian.

The prosecutors approach Calian, and the warriors swing their swords at Arsen.

In Arsen's hands, the blue robe is young.

- Boo-hoo!

- Tsk, tsk!

As the warrior's feet freeze over, three ice spears fly toward the prosecutors.

- Qasim!

In an instant, two prosecutors fall without ever reaching Khalian. The body is pierced by a long, thick spear of ice. The long wounds on the neck of the prosecutor who avoided the Yolk Ice Window happened almost simultaneously.

The blade of blue light stops in place without even realizing it slit its throat. You stare at Calian for a moment, turning your eyes toward the plant.

- Puck!

No, I tried to.

Calian, who had knocked me down so far, grabs the sword again, kicking the boat of the man who didn't even know I was dead.

The frozen warrior freezes beneath his feet and gives his feet strength. The tangled ice shatters and glitters, and four ice windows pour down toward him.

- Yuck!

- Kaga River!

The warrior's sword moves quickly. After blocking all the spears of the shooting ice, he swings his sword at Arsen in front of his eyes, but it is again blocked by the ice wall. There is no sound that irritates my ears.

The tip of Arsen's hand points once more at the warrior. Dozens of ice wedges fly towards him. The Frost-Hewn White Energy tries to wrap its body around him.

He raises his sword. Along with him, Kalyan's sword swings towards his heart. He scoffs at Calian's blade, which flies at a noticeably slower rate.

- Ka-ang!

Kang!

Throwing the ice beneath your feet, the warrior falls out of attack range, blocking and raising his sword. A long ice spear flew back through the gap, but it blocked him as well.

Ka 'ang! Ka 'ang!

Kalian shudders once. The warrior reaches out his sword. Kalian raises his sword. Plants steps forward. Kalian stands in the way.

- Boo-hoo!

In the middle of the winter, there was a strange sound coming from the frozen Señor River. You hear a solid mass of ice that inflates your body. Arsen.

The warrior's blade is white and frozen. As the rain flows again over the parched riverbed, the energy of white ice spreads its branches in all directions and climbs down the sword.

Arsen moves. The prosecutor's hand freezes. Calian moves. He reaches for the sword. The warrior raises his arm. Two swords smash into each other.

- Caaaaang!

That was the beginning.

Starting with that, a crack in the warrior's hard sword. A crude sword made to contain error has fallen. Arsen does not stop. Over and over, over and over, the warrior's sword is cold. Kalian swings his sword again.

- Boo!

An unbearable fly echoes the final cry. Broken. Scattered all around. Arsenal, a fast-paced magician, shields Plants. I didn't frame Calian. I know it's just a distraction.

The warrior bites one foot back. You pick up the sword that lies around you. Run again.

Callian reaches out.

Plants handed over the sword to me. You accept it. You combine the two swords into one. Calian holds the intact Cinna in his hands this time.

I stopped breathing. I stubbed my foot. He reaches out. He stops them. I don't care. With that sword, - · · · · · · · · · · · · Qajik!

I can't stop it.

The sword, once picked up by the warrior, breaks free. You hear the sword of the warrior, the heart beyond, and the sound of life in it. The warrior's body is energized. Fall down.

I'm not breathing anymore. Dead. Killed. No, I don't.

I did. This time.

I see that.

* * *

A red flame rises.

Before the Knights of Cecretia got here, the fire path of Arsen was meant to dispose of the bodies of the raiders. I knew that leaving their bodies would be a useful negotiation key, but I did not hesitate to burn them all.

It's always the same reason. Leave evidence that not only Calian but also Plants' public relations skills are much different from the facts, and one that they may have raided right now would be advantageous, but not in the future.

- · · · · · · · Kalian would have been hurt a lot. What about Prince Plants? I don't think he's fine.

- Alive, both of you.

I gave up thinking about how to wrap the two bandages I received from Arsen for a moment. If he had the stomach for it, he would have been able to climb up on Estina's saddle by himself without receiving the support of a blue-haired mad wizard.

Either way, Chase doesn't ask about their condition anymore.

If they were together and one of them had to contact Chase, Calian would have done it. If Plants had contacted me and asked me what was going on with Calian, what would be the point?

- Don't come out.

- I know.

It wasn't until recently that Plants' had a proper 'conversation' with Calian. I don't know if Plants can tell me just how many times Calian nodded his head, but I've come to understand what he's prepared for. So Plants decided to forget his original plan.

Chase, who was silent for a long time, told the story again.

- On the other side of the house, along the eastern road through the forest, is my mother's villa. It would be best if my father knew that Kalian was injured and would retreat from the eyes of the other nobles. The people of Arianne are in charge, so you won't have to worry about another word leaking out. When the two wizards who went to Bridget Forest return, I will send them with Kiri, so it would be better to be there first.

- That was quick.

- Whose brother is he? You don't know that much.

Plants grins.

- Yes, I am.

- I'll do my job here. Call me if you need anything.

- Got it.

After speaking with Chase, Plants slowly raises his head.

Smells like forgotten blood. I can see the dried blood on my hands now. You look down at it for a long time and turn your head to look at Kalian.

After the battle, he can't introduce himself in a hurry, and after the attack, Arsen looks for something to do on his own, and Calian leans back to Raven and closes his eyes without a word.

He knows he's in bad shape enough that he can't even talk to Chase. I didn't like it, so I tried to say Moora, but Calian opened his eyes. I glanced back at the plant sitting on Estina.

The cape that Alan gave me, the blue jacket, the white pants, and the white shirt in it all lost their colors. My hair was drenched in blood. I wasn't even going to wipe the dry blood off my hands.

After staring at Plants for such a long time, Calian sighs. And Manat moves.

[Clean]

The man who couldn't even blow on the bracelet used magic.

I left the sane blue-haired crazy wizard walking in after I finished my work and cleared the blood with my own hands.

"You."

"No matter how hard I try,"

Kalian stops Plants from speaking.

Then he raises his hand and points to Plants with a smiling face. And I said,

"Peas color."

No, I barked.

- Bang!

And I dozed off.

I dozed off again. I dozed off after barking. At this point, I think I should intentionally doubt him a bit.

A near-haired, blue-haired mad wizard hurriedly leans over his waist and raises Calian. I can see the shivering shoulders of the man hiding his face very well in the dark.

"· · · · · · Don't laugh."

"I'll try, Prince Plants."

Once patient, Plants looks up at the sky.

I stopped looking because the stars in the sky looked like peas. I just kept looking at the sky. I kept looking at the peas in the sky because it told me not to bow my head.

Even if the grass is in the color of peas, it must be true.

My brother, who can't lie, says it's pea.

I'm sure that's true.