How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Renee.

A flower with a white dress with a layer of skirt shaped like the wind. White flowers that bloom only one day a year. A flower with a fragrance that does not fade away after it loses.

Tough, beautiful flowers.

"A month after her brother was born, Queen Aisha soldiers."

"I heard that."

"It was poison, actually, and it was my mother who did it. That's right."

The story that Kalian told me after Silica died. I didn't think I'd put it in my mouth like I double-checked because I didn't remember it correctly.

"Yes."

That's why Callian only gave a short answer without making another face.

And Plants told me a story he might not know.

"My mother and Whitlin were not in a family relationship. Mother has one brother, and Whitlin seems to be older than Mother."

We don't know who the names on the front door belong to yet, but at least Freya and Whitlin are not sisters.

"Siona Hill, the sorcerer and the mother. And Whitlin. I think we were pretty close. And then, for some reason, my mother came into the palace using the name Whitlin as her last name."

Elves didn't use a castle unless it was a special occasion, and Freya probably didn't have one either. And Freya wrote her friend's first name as her last name.

Despite Calian's words, Plants did not show any other expression. I kept quiet for a while. A dry voice echoes through the dusty room.

"In the winter of Queen Aisha's death, Queen Freya became the concubine, and soon after that, my mother took her place."

"Yes."

"So, Hina."

The words that followed as if they were reading the timeline of a common history book stacked up in the archives stopped for a moment.

"It's June, when Hina was born."

Just as Plants cut off all of Calian's difficult words, Calian also delivered his answer before he could say anything.

Plants closes his eyes for a moment and opens.

Seeing that, Calian tapped his desk a few more times and said with an equally dusty voice.

"Whether Whitrin's husband was involved in Queen Aisha's poisoning or simply found out, the letter suggests that he was killed to keep quiet about Queen Aisha's affairs. Bay."

I continued the story of Kalian, who gave me a little more strength in the last letter.

"Lennon was the one who prepared the poison for Aisha, and Evan was the one who cast it."

"So."

"Queen Aisha was the first one to poison Silica. From what I understand, it was Evan who killed Whitlin's husband. It's not silica."

"· · · · · · What does my brother put my mother through?"

"It sounds to me like you killed one person, not three."

"If not, it's a good thing you're here."

"That's the truth. It's not stupid."

It's true.

If it was silica back then, I wouldn't have been directly involved. Evan wouldn't have let that happen. Evan didn't believe in silica, so he shouldn't have left the 'clumsy' silica to clean up after him. It's Evan.

"Of course Silica killed a lot of people. You can't compare the severity of the sins committed with one of those numbers, not with the Devil. You did the wrong thing."

Plants' eyes are locked again.

It's locked again. Renoir.

"But that doesn't necessarily mean that the whole thing was silica's doing, even if it wasn't clear."

A plant that will never forget the scent of Renaissance, even if it lasts a lifetime. I like my head so much I can't forget it.

I know it's not your fault Hina and Kiri lost their parents to Peas who have already started smelling the awful aroma again. It wasn't within Calian's grasp at first.

"If you go to Cairysis, you'll find Siona, and you'll know more precisely about this. If what I think is true."

"I'll talk to you."

To Kiri and Hina.

About what happened to their parents.

"Do you want to do that?"

"You can take responsibility. I can't apologize."

Kalian nods.

"I understand."

It was Kiri and Hina who lost their parents.

Kyrie and Hina will decide whether or not to take credit for her crimes against Plants. So Plants can't apologize on behalf of Brycen, and Calian can't interfere.

How he received the letter that Whitrin left, who heard that Kiri resembled his father and Hina resembled his mother, and why he was caught up in Evan's gambling den. How the brothers and sisters have survived.

- Freya Whitlin.

The meaning of the name, Hina. In Kiri, I don't know if I really knew.

The unknown Khalian was not a party to this, because he didn't ask.

All Kalian had to do was hope that Kyrie and Hina weren't seriously hurt, and that she cared about Plants right away because she didn't use the name "Elder's Mother," just like she did when she teamed up with Plants to get rid of silica.

"Looks like my brother's worried again."

"Yes."

"Never mind. I'm used to it. It doesn't matter how much more you reveal."

I lived a life that was connected to the evil deeds of Brycen, even watching the small world snowing on my hands. I spent my life asleep with a knife under my pillow that would cut my own life if I was harmed by the assassin's secret. I was used to that day of breathlessness.

After a brief glance at Plants' face, Kalian opens his mouth.

"It doesn't matter what you're used to."

"Whatever."

Kalian doesn't open his mouth.

The sound of regret that Evan didn't cut off every last one of his toe bones and kill them would leak out of his mouth.

Calian, who has been on Amen's side for such a long time, gives a dull voice.

"Where is Lord Hertz?" "

"Downstairs."

"Let's go downstairs. I'd better get back." "

"You said you met the Mother Tree."

"Later."

"Why are you stalling again?"

"I don't think you should be dreaming right now. If it's urgent, I'll come back alone and meet you."

Callian looks at the unanswered Plants.

"Dream later, if possible. And don't figure it all out on your own."

"My brother wants to meddle in my work again."

"· · · · · · It's not about you, it's about me. It's about protecting, not meddling."

"Who is who."

"I, sir, take you."

"You. Manners."

"Nothing."

Kalian rises from his seat.

And the hand-packed portrait, the portrait of Freya, and the three portraits were all stored in a magical pouch and placed in her arms.

Plants did not rise in place.

Callian looks down at the head of the acorn fruit peak, which is a long way from ripening.

"Whether you were feeling sick or having another drink and lying in front of Serenti Shrine instead of Wilhelm's, I thought I'd better figure out what the problem was and figure it out quickly, but not now."

Plants frowns.

Callian doesn't care about that grumpy face. Plants is crawling into the Renaissance again by himself. What's with the frowning?

"Whether he dug up Danube Root or he was halfway dead, he just met Serenti and came back. I'll figure it out somehow. Brother, you seem to have forgotten how old you are with that nice hair. I just want to come alone, instead of seeing the peas that have been cooked and chopped up and cooked by the elderly and calmed and barely scrambled. I'll do it myself until you forget everything you used to do alone."

That little brother of yours is out in the open looking for beans.

Plants sighs for a long time, staring at Calian in a non-violent language.

After finding out what Kalian was trying to hide and complaining about being angry, Plants knows he can't. If you take out something that hurts, angry or unfair, there will be room for a parrot. Even if you take it out little by little, it is because you want to forget everything and hide it again.

I was struck again by a familiar memory, and I went back to that moment without knowing it. Instead of pulling it out, I tried to wrap it up and swallow it again.

"Okay. Go back."

"Yes."

"Come back. Together."

"I don't want to."

"Not yet. Later, if that's okay."

Callian looks back at Plants instead of answering.

"I understand."

"Lies."

"Half talk. Manners. A little bit."

Calian nods shortly, who doesn't care much for annoying voices. He then walked out of the room rather than standing on his feet.

Plants takes a few steps.

And you walk out the door just now.

By the way.

- Paaaahhhh!

There was a dazzling light.

Flashes come from everywhere, just like the day before when Sergei and Adelia were suddenly taken away.

Plants couldn't stand the bright light, so they closed their eyes. I can see Calian turning back through the spontaneously closed eyelids, but I can't open my eyes.

After a long time, Plants slowly lifts up his eyelid, feeling the light that had been pouring out of his closed eyes. And then I saw it.

Dream.

The dream I had that morning. A dream that wandered alone in a place where there was nothing but light.

I saw again what I had encountered in that dream.

Plants reaches out for a moment and pauses, trying to take a step forward.

- Created by your life.

The wind hovers in my ears and speaks.

Plants shuts his eyes quietly.

Like that dream.

A space with no one but light. Somewhere like that.

- Look at the tragedy.

Because I didn't know I was left alone.

"· · · · · · · Kalian."

No answer came back.

Like that dream.

* * *

Calian opens his eyes quietly.

Minesia.

A flower of bright light enters the snow trapped in the ice.

"· · · · · · · Danu."

The light opens its eyes behind that door, and it stands in a familiar place.

The place I was standing on when I first entered this town. Danube moves Calian there.

You hear someone rushing in. It's not like Plants' footsteps. Arsenal, then. Plants. Now.

"What are you doing?"

When I first met Kalian, I didn't behave like this. I asked him to meet with Calian first through Captain Narjan, and Calian went to see him. And I met him.

It's true that I came to see Danu again.

But I will return without meeting you. I have not prepared my mind, so I will return. That's what I said.

You probably don't know why you're here, so you probably didn't hear the conversation you just had.

- There's something I need to know.

As proof of Kalian's thoughts.

Danno has given me an answer. Surprisingly.

- That's why I called.

Arsenal approaches, speaking to Moora, but she doesn't hear you. Calian takes a deep breath into his lungs, and raises his finger to point somewhere.

Outside Elf Village.

Stay out there. I told him that.

We can't accidentally kill Arsen.

Arsen looks at Calian's face, nodding a few times before stepping out. Now, Kalian asks again, confirming that there is no one left in the village.

"What were you forcibly holding back someone who was just about to go back?"

"Results."

Out of nowhere, I heard the answer.

"What kind of results?"

"Choice."

"What a choice."

Calian looks up for a moment and asks.

"Is it Mr. Plants who used the axis of time?"

"He chose."

Kalian didn't have much of a reaction to him.

I didn't want to know anymore.

Now I was curious as to why, but who was it no longer mattered.

"So, are we showing the results of the choice to use the axis of time? To my brother."

"Yes."

"What are the results?"

"The world. A place that was torn apart and stopped."

"After the axis of time has turned. Not where I live now, after Bern died. You mean the world after the axis of time has moved."

"Yes."

Red-eye looks back down.

Danu continued.

"Something happened that shouldn't have happened. Time flies. Against death, everyone is resurrected. That day was left behind and everything stopped. It twists. Something doesn't belong here."

"What we wanted to know was not the outcome, but the cause."

"The reason I want to show you is to be vigilant. Stand up straight for the consequences."

Everyone understood what was intended.

I understood why this happened.

It doesn't mean that Calian has convinced and accepted what everyone has done, just like he understood Plants. It is an 'understanding' that has the meaning of understanding what Danu means.

It was to show the world after the axis of time.

Everything that's been broken by it.

Not why Plants tried to go back in time, but what became of the world after time.

"The outcome of what you chose that day for your brother now. for someone who has no intention of doing the same. for a kid who's barely 20 years old."

"You're the same person after all."

"Are you blaming me?"

"It's just warnings and advice. Don't wander off for long. Stand up straight."

"You've got to be kidding me. If you don't blame me, you don't have to warn me and you don't have to advise me. You're scolding the wrong kid for a reasonable excuse because you're blaming him. Showing me things that didn't happen. Don't do it this time because you're wrong. Don't wander off because you shouldn't have done the same thing. Wake up quickly. Well, I really don't blame you."

I see the future of talking. Knows the past. Lives the present.

So you can worry and worry. You can try to prevent a bad future in the most efficient way you think and the most effective way you can.

"When that happened, you told me you were watching, but you didn't have to listen to me. You were just there to warn my brother. Is that so?"

To prevent Kalian from hesitating any longer, say goodbye to the 'past' and hold on to his heart so that he doesn't waste any more time. It was all behind us anyway, so let's just forget about it.

So we can prepare for the future.

Remember what happened in the 'past' and take responsibility for the right reasons to prevent Plants from touching you further. Don't ever lay a hand on the axis of time again.

So we don't have to do the same thing again.

That's why I did what I did to Kalian, to Plants.

Yes, you can.

Yeah, 'cause it's not human.

It's not malicious. That's just Danu's way.

"· · · · · · Why."

* * *

So.

Whatever.

* * *

So, what am I supposed to do?

Because that's Danu's way. Come on. Whatever.

"You. Why."

Not Evan, who killed Kyrie and Hina's parents.

Not Silice, who killed Prince Cairys' mother.

Not the second older brother of the Kalian, who is now irreversible.

The person the Mother Tree blames.

The one who has committed a sin that has not yet occurred. Crazy King Plants.

And...

Victim of a sin he committed but did not commit.

"· · · · · · · Me."

Remembering his sins, remembering his forgettable, living, breathing.

Just one.

The only victim, the only one who can blame him.

"Me."

Yeah, me.

"Me."

That's me.

Danube or Sispanian or Serenti, it's all gone. Me.

"I told you it doesn't matter · · · · · · · · · Me."

A red sword rises in front of Kalian.

Next to it, next to it. I remembered the sword that was made one by one. The red sword, rising like an endless shadow, rises as if it doesn't know its limits.

Dozens and hundreds of red swords remain in the air.

The red sword is all over the place, just like a burglar mirror.

An ancient existence that has crossed the line.

- But you. This time, whatever you find out. You don't have to.

- That's it.

Because of unwanted consideration, I was angry enough not to leave a piece of my heart. Chimi is furious with blood.

- I'll take care of that.

I was angry, reminding of my conversation with Danu in the past.

"· · · · · · · You said you'd just live. My brother said I'd take care of him whether he wants to do the same shit or not. I told you it doesn't matter. I told you, I don't care."

Anger at unwanted consideration leads to murder.

A rain of red light pours down.

I landed on the ground.

"It doesn't matter! Me!"

The red of those who live beyond death cuts through the black night.

- Kuaaaaang!

The earth is ringing.

The earth cries.