How to Live as the Enemy Prince

It's different from the outside.

Music, dancing and conversation were followed, and the king who saw the nobles doubted their treachery and stood up, and the prince who saw such a king tried to cut the king's throat. Out there, the King and the Marquis' Sword are shining for each other.

In the midst of all this commotion, he gave Plants a long horse for different reasons. After that, Calian sits quietly in a slumber and pulls himself out of his old memory as if clearing his spirits.

"That's strange."

"What."

The story of how the wildfires and the lower men went out into the sunset was a story that would benefit Plants Rune Cairis, the Grand Duke, the Lord of Bricen, the Cat-Friendly, and the Deputy Commander of the Balkans. But when I became "Plants-Lou Rune Cairis," I didn't need all the other modifiers.

And Plants had long since decided to treat it as if Remain had just changed the will once a month, or the princes, Demireas, and most nobles, occasionally wrote a new will. I knew that Kalian was preparing for an empty space that had become a habit or habit, rather than something special in mind.

"It's amazing."

Because of this, Plants, who was able to choose his lessons well without feeling anything else, asked again with a familiar face that he used to normally build. I've gotten used to Kalian's nonsense for a long time.

"So what."

"The name is still the bluebird."

"· · · · · · My brother is drunk."

Of course, getting used to it didn't mean I understood everything.

The words that my brother, who emptied out a bottle of liquor and blamed himself for not knowing if he was thinking or sleeping, were about the immutability of the new servant's name. You look drunk to me.

"Stop drinking."

"My brother has been through so much thanks to your safety. Can't you see one of these?"

It was not long ago that the prince of puberty, who had a bride, and the prince who had been kidnapped, stepped on the ground of Cecretia, decided to eat a baked cod on his birthday. By the way.

It was you, the scoundrel, who wanted to help me and wake up my nightmares. I was the one who really struggled, tearing off my waist, getting poisoned and scarred on my tender back.

Suddenly, Calian stares at Plants for a moment and knocks at the empty glass he just emptied.

"And anyway."

I'm done drinking anyway.

"Just in case you noticed, the alcoholic mule was rumored to be the third prince, not the prince."

"I think it's too late."

"It's okay. It's not too late. Sir Hertz said he was very impressed to see you in front of the nobles' villa that day. They won't notice a bottle of Serenus that I emptied thanks to you."

I can't look at it with my own eyes.

I didn't see you sleeping around.

"I am thankful that my generous brother has given so much attention for his brother. Thanks to you, I drank such a good drink."

"· · · · · · My brother is intoxicated and barks more. Are you drunk and barking more?"

It's not so long since the lost Kalian drank. A cup of Himolica with Alan, a couple of Sizzlinu with Plants, and a bottle of Serenus today.

In particular, Serenus drank from his stomach.

So this is the guy sitting here. This person who looks all mint and white and looks like he's facing a cut cucumber egg blind and feels very refreshed when he comes in with our hina arms and drinks.

If that's the case, it's Serenus, and there's Eila across the street, so I just drank a little more.

"Unlike you, I'm telling you, the external personality is perfect, and drinking this much won't interfere with raising a dog in Camelon. That's what worries you, isn't it?"

"No."

Callian grinning as he approaches, one of his acolytes clears out the empty glasses and empty bottles and asks a question with a cautious voice.

"What kind of alcohol can I get you?"

Callian, who has secured the Silent, opens his mouth to answer.

"Carbonated water."

And like this, I heard the answer from Plants.

It is very rare for Plants to respond so quickly to someone. The acolyte who lowered his head and replied laughed as he watched the distance away.

"I'm not drunk. You can't believe it."

"Half past."

"You have nothing to worry about."

"I won't."

"Yes."

You nod with a clear nod that Kalian doesn't believe you. And he said, pointing to where Eila was sitting a moment ago.

"And it's not because I'm drunk, it's because I'm really curious. It's still a bluebird."

"If you're not drunk, you must have confused the prince sitting next to you."

I'm bringing Chase what he's been trying to understand to Plants.

A drop of water forms in the sparkling glass that the acolyte has brought you. Calian smiles as he sweeps it down with his fingertips.

"Rather than being curious, I'd say it's weird. When I, you know, when I first met Eila, she threw a magic bullet at me to kill me."

"It's not a strange name."

Man, that's a prince.

What the hell did you do and live to throw a magic bomb at someone you met to kill them? And what the hell were you thinking, taking someone to kill you and being married? Isn't that supposed to be weird?

I should learn from my brother not the right mind to possess a king, but the path of a true fugitive or a true drunkard.

After releasing a few more buttons and carefully sprinkled Juju Island liquor in the perfume bottle, I thought about whether the prince who heard the sound was distressed or resentful.

"But then a blue bird died instead of me. That's why I named it. Blue sole. Since then, Eila hasn't used a magic bullet. Now, I'm still pretty good with magic ammunition, but I wasn't. Anyway, that's how they named it that day, but this time without me, it's a blue sole. The same."

"· · · · · · You killed a bird again."

"Yes, they said it happened. It wasn't a magic bullet, but it was a bird."

I narrowed my eyes when I heard that.

"Baron Pollun is alive. Hino."

"Yes, I know. They weren't supposed to be dead. They never came back to life after they were supposed to die. The blue bird didn't create a bizarre destiny theory."

"Then what is it?"

"If they weren't directly related to me, it wouldn't be much different. That's what I thought. Eila was a changed person because of me, and things have changed since I've been gone. Most of the people who live here do. Neither Baron Melpire nor Baron Hina. But it's not the blue bird. So he died on the day he was supposed to die."

Plants now understands that Calian is not simply discussing the destiny of a blue bird. I also know that I'm not telling you about the brother who gave himself up to Callian and left.

"Xeon."

"Yes."

"It was always there."

"Yes. I thought it would be a blur, but I didn't want to prove it. Would it be selfish to be relieved?"

Too many things have been damaged by Bern's absence, so I'm afraid the bay has been affected by one Zero Temperature Bern. It's possible that Bern came back in time and everything was in ruins because of the sudden encounter of people he didn't even notice in the past. I didn't have to worry about that.

They want to be relieved to believe that the blue bird that was not directly related to Khalian lived and died as prescribed. Zeon is also a protest that it was prevalent in the past, regardless of Khalian, but only didn't notice it. All of a sudden, thanks to Eila and her blue bird.

"My brother's been thinking that the whole time he's been here."

"Wouldn't that be similar? Just like you couldn't get rid of your war worries."

"You weren't the one with the guilt. Why."

What Plants said in the city of Elves.

Something Bern said about not dying trying to get rid of his guilt over life.

"I know. It wasn't that way."

"Half past."

"Anyway, since you won't listen to me, I won't listen to you."

"What am I doing?"

"Solitary tea."

My brother keeps talking back.

Callian smiles brightly as he deliberately cuts off his horse's tail. In front of you, brother, the living eye that means I know why you drank that tea, just moved your mouth and smiled.

I put down the soda glass that Plants used to drink, which annoyed me.

- Fondant!

The sparkling water in Plants' glass splashes into Calian's glass. Callian, who recalled what Arianne said in her memory a moment ago, said, disappearing.

"You asked me to bring you liquor instead, so you can make a wish. Brother."

My brother barks again.

Callian showed Plants the heart of his glabellar frown, showing him when it was raining wishes from the alchemists of Cecritia.

"Don't just buy it. Take care of yourself. Did I not tell you?"

"I don't remember."

"That's what I'm talking about. Say something like that and make a wish. To Serenti."

Then my brother suddenly got up and left me with homework that I had never done in my entire life. Plants opens his mouth, looking into the glass without saying anything.

"What a wish."

"A wish for yourself."

"Why."

Callian looks at the soda glass instead of the answer. It means, "Do not be curious about anything else, but think about your wishes quickly." It's something you've never done in your life, so you can't make it easy.

Kalian rises from his seat.

"Where are you going?"

Kalian's arm moves again. And he tapped the carbonated glass of Plants with a white and long finger.

"Where Serenti is."

Serenti's got to be somewhere, too.

To grant pea wishes.

Calian gives you a light answer, and walks toward Chase and Devil. You don't even know what you're talking about.

Wrist bracelet with sleeve coverage.

Kalyan's bracelet, connected to Allen, gives a subtle glow.

* * *

That dark night.

Soldiers gather at the massive mansion of the late Lazian Lynn. Since there was a large crowd, it cannot be hidden in the darkness of the night, but everyone was dressed in black and covered their faces with masks. I had a look that was invisible in the dark.

Laying the curtains of the window, Lazian wears thin chain armor that is unfamiliar to him. And I put black robes on it. It was the last defense against assassination attempts, just in case.

"Be careful, Mom."

Arianne, who was eating and drinking tea with a bold face, suddenly raised her voice as if something was real.

"I will gather in front of the palace and disperse during the demonstration. Don't look at it. There's no need for force."

"Still. I don't know what you're thinking."

"Don't worry. Just be good at busting the doors."

"Yes, I understand."

After the Lazian escorts out, Arianne doesn't want to leave her body. I was going to lock the door of the Marquis and guard it with the rest of the soldiers.

There was a reason I had to act as Viceroy of the Lazian, because it was safer inside than outside the mansion. And more important than those two reasons, there was another reason.

- Knock knock.

As Lazian sets out to move his feet, a low knock rings in the quiet room.

"Take her."

Lazian immediately replies, without even asking who came. With him, the door opens with a small sound.

The chief executive officer of the Marquis in the front. And many of her companions noticed, including the more important reason why Arianne should not vacate the Marquis.

Arianne looks down at her waist, her eyes blending tension and gladness.

"It's been a long time. My Lady."

"Yes, it's been a long time. Arianne."

It was Louise.

It hasn't been long since I woke up from the poison, and I haven't fully cured the poison of the sleeping aroma that was accumulating. Although the disease was still a sensitive face, Louise stood tall and looked at Arianne with unshakeable eyes.

Tailan Castrin stands behind Louis like that.

After escorting Louise and receiving only Arianne and a light hello, Tailan turns his head toward Lazian. The voice of the soothsayer flowed from his mouth.

"I'll take you."

"Yes. Let's go."

A small nod nods towards the group who found the mansion, approaching Arianne with a light hug.

"I'll be back."

"Yes, goodbye."

Lazian taps Arianne on the shoulder a few times before stepping out. And now Tailan follows behind him, escorting Lazian on behalf of Louis.

Arianne, who was briefly listening to the sound of her footsteps getting away, raised Louise and escorted her to a comfortable chair. Then I turned around and smiled.

"I won't ask you to apologize, so please take good care of this mansion. Don't let anyone in."

Still a nervous face. But a voice that is not afraid.

The person who saw him smiled small.

"I'm protecting the concubine and the baby, not the mansion."

Eila, who wore the most comfortable black leather suit instead of a beautiful turquoise dress, twisted her long, sea hair as an unspoiled monk.

"They will protect the mansion."

Likewise, Coco's dad and Coco's mom looked like the most comfortable robe outfits one day.

'You two are together at the banquet hall. It's no wonder I went to buy flowers. She's old enough to be in love.'

My brother said he was in love, he was married, he was in love.

I had to listen to Calian, who didn't know what he was talking about, but I didn't have the skills to disappear without a rumor like Eila. So the two men who left the banquet hall so naturally moved together as if they were dancing charmingly gave Arianne a light greeting.

"Then everyone relax. I'm going back out there."

And one last thing.

The wizard who moved them all safely from the palace to the Marquis opened his mouth.

The baron of a small territory with one circle spreading since he couldn't control the anger that spread to King Cecretia's tyranny. So now he has twenty-three looks again, the Great Wizard of the 8 Circles.

- Congratulations, Master.

Alan Manasil smiles softly.

- I'll see you in person later.

- Yeah, you do that. First things first.

That dark night.

The gatherers turn on what they have in their hands. I turned on the magic lamp. Tons of light illuminates the darkness.

Everyone was dressed in black, covering their faces with black masks, and only a magic lantern was visible. Ironically, it looked like it was in Cairys, Anerocia, on the Seine. It looks like a flame for the many who died by the Devil.

A night full of darkness.

Numerous sparks started as if flowing towards the royal palace.

- after pushing my ghost into the pit.

The wildfire rises.