How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Funny thing.

Bern thought it was a joke.

'Why do you want to know something so harsh?'

'I need it.'

'Where do you need it?'

'There are other reasons to be curious about how to kill a person quickly. I'm asking you to kill people quickly.'

'I think you're mistaken about where the knights are.'

'Prince of Cecretia. I know exactly where not to kill people with my own hands. We don't even know we shouldn't swing our swords. And I'm not asking my father for a knife. So tell me, Master. Needed.'

What could be as funny as wanting a lion to bite a rabbit and not get sick? But Bern did something funny. I don't remember when it started. I felt the need one day and learned one day. And ever since then, I've used my sword like that. As soon as possible, at once.

Tailan said it was poisonous.

A sword that never looks at an opponent twice. Someone said it was effective, and someone was cruel about that quick sword that would kill the opponent at once. Whatever he said, Bern didn't care. It doesn't matter what formula you put on it, if it's just a killing technique, what can you say about it? That's why Bern always used a sword that was uneven, except that he regarded it as a joke.

- Kuang!

It became a habit.

Even now, I have lived and died in hell once.

I did.

Now, Callian has forgotten that habit.

Since we didn't know where Mother's tree was on the earth, we would have confirmed it from the beginning if it were normal. As long as I was here, I wouldn't have used my strength without knowing what the root of the Mother Tree looked like. What will happen if I put a sword to Mother's tree, or suffer harm or gain? Possibilities. It must have been assessed as well. And then he would swing his sword. As soon as possible, at once.

But I didn't do it.

You use your sword without even looking at it.

'It's not your fault.'

'Then whose fault is it?'

'It's Devil's fault.'

"Kirrie, that's an ulcer. '

'It's not a lie, it's a fact. If I'm talking about an ulcer, blame it on the sword Prince uses. After all, it wasn't the prince who cut their lives. It was the prince who wielded the sword.'

'If you're going to insist, just drink. I told you I don't talk too much in front of drinks, Arianne.'

'I'm not pushing it.'

'Kirrie, I weighed your life and theirs. Not my sword.'

'The prince saved the prince's life and they couldn't save their own. If it were me, I would have killed a hundred or a thousand people if I could have saved my brother with it. Life is precious to everyone. For me, my brother was more precious than the lives of a thousand strangers. That's natural. It wasn't you, it was Devil. Just as there was nothing wrong with your sword.'

'You're too generous for me. Kirrier. Arianna Eila would never have said that.'

'Lean Young would have said the same thing.'

- Kuaaang!

I forgot my habits and freed myself of the things I used to suppress. I've solved the error I've been saving for my next enemy and gathered all my magic. Maybe it's just the fact that it contains errors makes me feel burdened. Because of this, I gathered all the strength I had spent little by little on the body that had not yet grown up.

"The prince is too harsh on the prince. '

'That's generous, that's all. Me too.'

'I feel generous holding all the sins of the world in my arms.'

'You're living. That's why it's generous.'

'I'm not saying you're breathing and living it unconditionally.'

What the roots of the Mother Tree will look like, where they are, if the attack will work, and if we can defend it.

· · · · · · · Will it last.

Nothing was calculated.

To save the man who wanted to live.

"It's not because your heart beats and your life goes on. It's not about living. '

"Surprisingly, I didn't know you could say that. '

'That's not what I said.'

'Of course.'

'· · · · · · · · Brother. He said that one day. Living isn't just about living. That's not living. That's what he said. "

'Maybe not.'

'Yes, no.'

'Yes, my brother said something nice.'

Yeah, well, that wasn't living.

Now I know that saving lives is not an easy thing to do.

Now I know.

'So I'm going to make a good living. So buy yourself a prince. Don't just save the prince, buy the prince.'

'· · · · · · · · I.'

So it was Plants who tried to save him.

Plants started to live, not just breathe. Is it Plants teaching you to live like that? Only one plant is correct. It was Plants who brought him back to life. Is it Plants who fell into the abyss I created? What you're trying to get out of it is Plants.

'I don't know.'

All those people were right about Plants.

Just to see if Plants was right.

I let him live without knowing it.

He pretended not to know, saved Gekko's life and saved his.

I was angry that it had suddenly gone back to nothing. Couldn't stand the thought of turning it into nothing for a moment. Negotiate first, threaten later. I struck with all that nonsense. You lower your sword to the ground, where you don't even know where it is.

Calian takes a moment to take a breath and once more raises his strength.

No, I tried to pull him up.

"· · · · · ·!"

Suddenly, Kalyan's waist bends sharply.

I couldn't swallow any more of the blood that was rushing up and down the ground. I vomited.

"Oh no. I'll smell the blood and boil it again."

A slow voice leaks out of my mouth, bleeding from a single floor. Either I heard the voice, or I heard the words of the Mother Tree again.

"Are you willing to die for just one dream?"

"You can't afford to kill a living person."

"You can't face me. It's too much."

"I've never lived in an advantage."

"This is reckless."

"I never lived without dying."

You can't use magic to destroy land and draw out lava.

I can't use magic to strike lightning from the sky, or magic to catch shards of stars. Kalian doesn't know how to do that. But I'm good with black. I know how to harness a sharper wind than anyone.

So I picked up the sword again. Contains the wind.

- · · · · · · Boom!

Something snags at the end of the sword like that. Calian closes his eyes for a moment and looks around, pausing all attacks. Soon, I drew a long arc of Callian's mouth.

As it was not a materialized tree root, I saw nothing and felt nothing. But I knew for sure.

"It was just a dream. It's not a dream, it's a wound."

A strong membrane filled with the energy of protection is collected.

I didn't miss it. I cut it without hesitation.

Khalian has cut down the tree.

- Kuku Gugu Bow · · · · · · ·!

Earthquake.

Callian laughs.

The ground splits.

Deep underground, in the middle of the town. You see something transparent twitching and convulsing in a sharp wound. Something that was cut off by the power of error and scattered dark red light by the power of the wind reveals its true nature. Seeing it, Calian smiles.

"Every time I think about where I got cut, I'm sure you can hear me now. After a while, you'll remember all the traces. It's not necessarily a blood wound."

A voice like a spring flower flows out.

"It's going to hurt. Neither will you. It won't heal. I'm not going to get better until I'm dead, and my teacher is dead, and someone keeps dying. Until you die, even after you die. You'll remember. Continue."

You smile without even checking if the cut is the size of a nail or the size of an arm or the size of a town. I smiled like a flower.

- Brainy!

My heart was racing.

Not the seal of oath, but the power of blessing moved. After pulling out all the power my body couldn't win, I kept pushing up the pieces.

"This was not the name of what I was told not to obey. That's unwise."

"You didn't know the stone was your cub. Someone who can see the future."

"If it weren't for this land. I wouldn't have cared for you."

"If it wasn't for this body, I would have used you as firewood."

"You haven't said a word. Stupidly."

"I don't like to lose. It's so good."

- Whoo-hoo!

I remade a significantly reduced number of swords.

I vomited a considerable amount of blood again.

I didn't care.

"Enough."

I don't know if I'm bored.

Or the cut hurt. Wounded.

"I'll open it."

Eventually, the answer I wanted to hear from Danu came out.

Callian no longer speaks.

My vision changed.

The familiar landscape is in Calian's eyes.

He said he would show you the world that stopped, and the time until it stopped was unfolding first. How kind of you. How insulting. Nevertheless, I did not put out any harsh words that would not be cool after a few hours. I wonder if a peculiar pea who learns well will listen and learn. Not because of Danu, but because of that reason, I decided not to curse any more. Instead, I vomited a second time of profanity.

After that, he teased and diligently walked towards his brother who was sitting crouched in a round shape, whether he really knew that he had become a pea. I said I wouldn't freak out.

"Let's go back."

And I called it in.

who's behind me, what's on top of me, where it goes. And then what happened. With the face of a stranger.

"I don't think it's too late. Maybe it's too late."

"· · · · · · · A little."

"That's fine."

By the way, the peas haven't withered yet. Then that's it.

The world changes again.

The gravel that fills under your feet disappears and white ice rises. A blizzard strikes instead of scattered ashes. I still think I can give you a shield. Calian, who was about to move his magic, lowers his bouncing finger back. I was stuck in a tree pit until now, but I didn't think I could stop it again. So I just moved my feet and opened my mouth without doing anything.

"I can't wager a hunt."

Plants nods.

"Let's say I win."

"Why."

"I cut down the roots of my mother's tree."

"I am."

"You didn't catch anything."

"I caught a pig."

"Don't you remember we decided to get rid of chickens and pigs? I thought you were smart, but it turns out you forget sometimes."

"I thought you were a good barker. Turns out you're a real barker."

"You say something new."

The frustrating Plants sighs as if they'd forgotten everything they just saw. And he talked to people about barking.

"Or a pig. Trees."

"I decided to take out the pig, but I didn't take out the tree."

"· · · · · · When does the tree start."

"I keep people locked up, but that's not enough firewood, is it?"

Plants, a talkative face, looks at his new brother, redefining his game. Calian smiles deeply, having swallowed what had come up from his neck with a harmless face. As if they don't know they haven't left Elf Village yet.

"Got it."

You can't be my brother and beat him. In the end, the mild Plants decided to lose.

"We usually have to ask if that makes sense. Why do you just say yes?"

"You did."

"You have to do more."

"That's what you said."

"Still, if you're going to listen to nonsense, you have to insist and get angry."

"What should I do? So."

"Anyway, I want you to take your share elsewhere. He said he'd lose, so I think I'll win, but don't do it anywhere else. Brother, as soon as you leave the palace later, it's perfect for fraud. How gentle of you. Brother, you're really moving a lot."

Now, Plants, who has become a lot of things to say, frowns and frowns. Then he looked into Calian's insides and said.

"Just say it. Don't bark."

Callian smiles a little when he tells me not to hide what I want to say. Instead of taking it out, I kept my mouth shut for a while and continued walking towards the outside of Elf Village. Through a no-man's village, through the outskirts of the town, to the point of connection to the forest.

When the Borat Flower Minnesias crossed over onto the trapped ice, Khalian said something that didn't come out well.

"It doesn't matter if what you did was wrong or not. Reason or not, we can't take the blame now. No matter who it is. So no matter what you saw in there,"

"You."

The picture of the day I visited Cairis when that wretched king who liked to be taken was the Crown Prince. Someone who looked a lot like him back then. Someone who couldn't get any closer, but had a longer head and only one arm than Chase that day. As you might have thought, as you may have noticed, the person who tried to see the spire far away but couldn't.

"I saw it."

I said I saw him. Honestly.

Calian's steady movements pause for a moment. I hesitated for a moment as if I'd forgotten where I was going.

Soon, Calian reaches out again and looks at Plants with a big smile.

"Isn't he handsome?"

Plants smiles as he briefly looks at his brother's face. And again, I answered honestly.

"I didn't see it. Face."

"Oh, that's too bad. I never had a second chance."

"I can't see anymore."

"Yes. I'm not going to show you. It's a rare face."

"I'll take a look. I am."

"It's a rare face."

"Later. If it's okay. More."

"· · · · · · · Understood. Anything else, you haven't seen."

"I'm not curious."

"Good. I was worried."

Plants nods without an answer.

"I'm hurt. A lot. Don't you worry."

"I'm doing it."

"Yes."

Calian nods, smiling. He leaves Elf Village.

I could feel the warm wind passing through the forest. The sun was running down.

You smell the forest instead of the stench that rises from within. And after checking the peas that do not disappear and follow closely this time, he called Raven.

"Now that I've got something on my mother and Whitlin, I won't be coming back to these woods again. There's nothing left."

"Darting."

"I don't want to see you again."

Anyway, if I have to see Danu again next time, I must come with my dad. I haven't forgotten to make a commitment. Sitting across from the three horses, I didn't worry about Duck Mother, who was just waiting for my Prince Charming to come.

He's not a gentleman. He'll get over it.