How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Arsen looks a little embarrassed.

"Meow!"

"Meow!"

Lucy crouches slightly after reaching her white tail toward the sky, and Anne crouches her grey-haired tail towards her back.

"He was a commander for a while, but the prince isn't here to see if he'll suddenly return to the prince one day."

Of course, it was not a day or two before Arsen that the two cats were in front of him, so he was not embarrassed by it.

"So I'm just saying, can you give us a minute?"

Lucy calls for Arsen with straw, placing her front foot on top of the paperwork with dignity. Arsen makes a difficult request as he climbs onto the pile next to him and looks at Anne, following Lucy.

"Miang!"

I think it means no.

Arsen stared at those two cats for a long time.

"Ahhhh!"

I sneezed hard.

Twenty-two allergies to cats.

It wasn't bad enough to react to flying hairs, but my eyes were swollen and sneezed if I was in bad condition or kept my cat close too long.

Unexpectedly, Vivin Arsen opened his mouth to ask the two cats on the table again, then sneezed again. The condition is not so good since it flew from warm to cold at once. I was more allergic than usual. It doesn't matter if you remove the fur with Clean Magic. There are two dreamy feathers right in front of you.They 're useless, aren't they?

Anyway, this is a rare day when the prince who walks in unannounced and grabs two cats and leaves, is rarely needed. On a day like this, there is nothing. You process some urgent documents immediately, then go to the dinner with Le Maine. And then they don't come back for a while.

"I don't want to keep you from having fun, but I need to see those documents right now. So if you'll excuse me for a moment, I have to go."

"Meeon!"

"Meow!"

I'm not going.

Not only did I not go, but I fell on my stomach on the paperwork until Lucy did. After opening the door to the Oval Office, Arsen's tears move to get some air out the window. And then, there was the Savior.

"Lucy, Anne. Yeah, she's pretty."

One cat per arm.

An open office raises its voice and the person holding both cats' butts gracefully walks away to Plants' desk. Then I took out the unsalted jerky from my chest, handed it over one by one, and returned.

Meanwhile, Arsen rubs a lump of ice over the bloodied eye and opens his mouth to the one who gave him a helping hand.

"I'll buy a drink later."

"You said you'd stop drinking and train for a while."

"Don't you think you can't buy it just because you're sober?"

Though it sounds like a great alcoholic, Arsen still drinks three beers. It's not even six circles yet.

Anyway, Arsen came out of nowhere, and he was a big help. I express my deepest gratitude to Needleen, the pink-haired wizard who eats things with salt. Needleen sweeps across Arsen's desk, listening to his gratitude. With clean magic, Needleen clears all the cat hairs off the desk. And I shared half the pile of paperwork.

"Why are you picking that up?"

"I'm here to help."

"Did you finish your work?"

"I haven't been anywhere. As much as I can help you, Deputy Commander."

"Then I'll buy you an expensive drink later."

"Those who don't have salaries keep buying you things."

"No, I have a salary."

"Yes. Three florins. Congratulations."

I guess word has already spread about Arsen's blue salary.

"Don't waste it on nothing, save it. I don't know when they'll be gone again."

Arsen's salary was less than half of what he paid those who worked in the palace. However, the wizards and knights of the Wilhelm Cove did not make fun of Arsen because of his low salary. I didn't forget that when he first started cafe, he made less than a florin a month. So it was right to say this to Arsen because he knew why Arsen's salary had disappeared.

"That's all right. I'm done drinking and running things in front of the commander."

"If Prince Kalian asks you to destroy something, you should do it." "

"That's what makes it so obvious. I don't care if it cuts your salary."

"Would you do it if the commander told you to destroy something?"

"If it's smashed, it's smashed or not smashed."

"Just do what Prince Calian tells you to do?"

"That's right. That's what I'm talking about."

"You're amazing, by the way."

"My prince is magnificent."

Needleren laughs with a hiss and a gust of wind.

Thinking that only the blue-haired wizard would be the one who would be so proud to play someone else's fool.

"Miyaow · · · · · · · · ·."

Lucy, who just climbed up onto Plants' desk, dangles her tail under her desk.

I guess that tail was interesting again.

Anne, who stood up with her two feet to grab Lucy's tail under her desk, leaps over the crevices of the embossed symbol on her desk.

- Boom!

Something caught her on her back foot, standing on her desk like that.

nameplates, pens and ink, notepads, North Korean documents, small watches. Anything else that stands out on a large desk with nothing else on it.

Large conch shell.

The thing that Balkans gave the sea to Plants for the first time, it latches onto Anne's back foot, pushes her under her desk, and falls to the bottom of her gearhead.

Needleren rises from his seat, quickly raising the wind so that the conch shell does not get damaged. And I picked it up, which was put safely on the floor. Then you hear the sound of the dry sand rolling inside.

"It must have been sand."

The first time I gave it to him, it didn't sound like it was completely dry, but the sand that was on the shell seemed to have dried up.

The magical power gathers at the tip of Needleen's hand, as she mutters. It looks like Arsen is about to remove what's inside, and quickly dries off the Needle Ren.

"No, leave it."

"I'm trying to get in and out of the sand."

"The other day, my prince tried to pull out the sand, but the vice commander, the prince, told me to leave it alone."

"Sand?"

"I told you."

Arsen, who answered as if he didn't want to elaborate, sat back down. Then he turned over a piece of paper and said,

"· · · · · · You gave it to me."

"Yes, that's right."

"So don't touch it. Just put it up."

When he heard that, he shook the conch shell in his hand a few times. Glug, glug, and the sound of the sand rolling. Every time I try to listen to the sound of the waves, Nedlen immediately nodded his head, hearing the sound that must be bothering my ears.

"Yes, I'll leave it alone."

I have a quiet smile hanging over my mouth.

* * *

I like cats quite a lot, but they don't follow me very well.

The children were quite fond of it, but they were very scared. Below, Kalian didn't come to meet the child in the first place.

I like cats a lot and also follow cats very well.

I have never dealt with children, so I don't know how they are. I didn't think I'd be coming to see him in person.

Kids are different from cats, and they never get along well with kids.

"You said you wanted to meet."

"That's right."

"Then why don't you go?"

I couldn't move any further to the child facing Demirea and the wooden sword in the training ground. Neither of you.

Instead, Jan, Leek, and a knight from the mansion head to Demirea to let them know they've arrived. After just getting off the horse, Calian stops and doesn't come any closer to the training ground and looks back at the nonresponsive plant.

"That child, you should see him alone when you meet him."

"Why."

"Did you want to see it with me?"

"You said you like kids."

"That's Jan and Hina's age."

Why Jan and Hina are kids.

He's older than you.

Wait, so what do you normally see me as? Is that what you call a rebuttal?

After enduring a lot of questions, Plants learned that the prince and prince had arrived earlier than expected and turned his gaze toward Demirea.

"If you don't know, my brother will tell you."

"There's got to be a different way to deal with them. That's not something I have to tell you. Besides, she's probably more scared of me than you are."

"Why · · · · · · · · · ·."

Plants, who thought the children would be less afraid of, was more or less on Calian's side than ever before. Otherwise, it would have been different for the child standing in front of me.

You said you saw Calian put a sword in Evan's face. He said he saw where the sword in Evan's hand was pierced.

"Yes."

"So why don't you go first? I'll be talking to Siona."

"Got it."

"Kids are just."

Demirea, who had come a lot recently, and Calian, who was watching the child holding her hand tightly, said.

"You can face them at the same eye level."

"Got it."

"Don't keep it short."

"Got it."

"Don't look down with your eyes wide open. It's sad. You don't have to keep the cat fur on, but you have to smile as well as I do to not be afraid. Cinnamon, bubble wrap, pretty."

"· · · · · · · Howl."

Callian barks without missing a crack, smiling and smiling as I said. He then lowered his head briefly to Plants and followed the duc's chief into the mansion. He gets closer and avoids his place before he sees himself properly.

Plants clears his irritated face again. A child notices Plants standing at a distance and stops. Demirea, holding her hand, stops together. He wanted to have a few words with the child, but he handed the child's hand over to a servant who was with him.

Immediately, the child holding the servant's hand entered the mansion.

You did not speak to Plants or greet him separately.

I wonder what he was talking about.

I don't think I want to meet him. Was he scared? Was he reluctant?

Demirea stands in front of the thoughtless Plants. Then I took a light example and opened my mouth.

"My clothes are not pretty."

Not because I don't want to see him.

Not because I'm scared and reluctant.

"I'm going to wear it as a new outfit."

I told her that I wanted to change into a pretty dress.

When I saw the dusty clothes, I was worried that they might be dirty and dislike it. Just as I feared the impeccable prince's outfit might be frightened of the child.

"· · · · · · · Yes."

"Come with me. I'll take you inside."

Plants nods and walks into the mansion along Khalian's path.

* * *

There was no Siona.

As well as Slayman and Sherry.

'Sir Hill was injured during a struggle with his father. So a few days ago, we all went to Shrinks together. Your Majesty has allowed me to use the Royal Astronomy.'

Shurinz Territory is famous for its hot springs.

Xiona, who suffered while Callian and Allen were away, gave me a star palace in Shrintz, not knowing that she was hurt by Slayman. Now it would be a privilege to hand it over to Siona, the soothsayer, rather than calling her respectful of the duc who was bitterly aching his bones.

'That's not what the king said at the dinner.'

'You don't have to tell me.'

'Well, you didn't think I'd be here to see Siona. I wish you were here to see that child.'

'Yes.'

'You opened the door without the Siegfried Ball. I thought I was getting married as soon as I got here, Demirea.'

'I was going to say that now.'

'Oh no · · · · · · · · · · · · I don't want to divorce my fiancée already. Can't you just let me go once?'

'Mr Prince, you're not helping me very much. He's not keeping any of the promises he made.'

'I'm glad you're watching me instead.'

'I am not pleased.'

What's wrong with a smile?

Kids don't even work for their fiancées.

My brother, who was trying not to get married, finally went out again to do a duel right now. It may not be fully healed, but it won't be enough to keep Demirea's sword from you, so Plants wasn't so worried about her. Instead, Yan, who was late encountering the news of Dalian because he enjoyed the joy of 'Yank the puppy' and the reunion, became a white face, so he hurriedly followed them to the place where they had gone.

Thanks to you, I was halfway through a car full of dried oranges and strawberries in a very quiet reception room.

- Knock knock.

You hear a small knock, as if you've been preparing again for a long time.

As Plants nods and looks at you, he walks behind you and opens the door.

The boy who left his servant and knocked himself out walks carefully behind him and stands beside him. The white lace on the end of the yellow dress moves beautifully along a small step.

Plants' green eyes turned towards the child.

A portrait of a rocket still hanging on its neck. A child about the same age as the plant in it.

"Greetings, Your Royal Highness. My name is Lirier Brissen."

A young child with a small hand together and lowering his waist in an inappropriate tone. Plants sighs for a moment as he stares at her and sighs. Then I opened my mouth.

"· · · · · · Plants."

I was never born and never put it in my mouth.

I've been told my name my whole life, but I feel no stranger to spit it out. I gave her a middle name, a grand castle, and just gave her a name.

I don't know if you know what that means.

Riley nods, smiling slightly. He sat across the hall as Plants pointed out.

Not as similar as I thought.

It was much smaller than I thought.

Plants closes his eyes for a moment and opens his eyes as he looks at Riley.

I had nothing more to say.

I came here to talk about something and forgot what I had followed Kalian here to find out. If you knew this, you could have just waited for Randall to come out of the hallway on the fifth floor or climbed up to the terrace in Randall's room. I'd rather have more words with you.

"I like it here. I like Demirea."

Then Riley opened her mouth first.

Plants' face was slightly stiff when he heard the story.

"· · · · · · · ·"

And then I just remembered what I had forgotten.

The child's eye height was too low to see even cat hair on his clothes. No matter how clever it was, it didn't grow up to be noticeable at first sight.

- You can face them at the same eye level.

Plants finally remembers what his brother said.

"No · · · · · · · · · No."

- Don't keep it short.

Now I get it.

Dressing up in pretty clothes wasn't meant to look good on Plants, but I'd hate it more if I wore dirt on them. I'm afraid I'm going to hate him even more if I don't. I was afraid of that.

"I didn't come here to get you out."

How Evan used to deal with Plants, even if he was a child who didn't know the world, he must have seen and heard something. That's how Evan treated Plants, but he thought it would be different. Plants probably didn't see Evan so well either. I knew now that Plants would not be happy with the child Evan had raised.

I came too soon.

"I've been worried. I was worried about you."

No, I don't.

I should have come a long time ago.

Knowing better than anyone how everyone thought they would hate me. Since Demirea says she's doing well, she'll grow up on her own.

"I don't hate you."

He said everything without interrupting, without hiding the true meaning in other words. You taught me something I couldn't show you with just one cat's fur.

What Plants needed the most one day.

Something someone should have told Plants someday.

But what has not been told.

"I don't hate you. It's okay."

Lylie looks up at Plants.

I looked at the green eyes that were full of green, which had just begun to bloom for a long time.

"Thank God." "

And I whispered.

I'm relieved to hear that it's not too late. I finally let go of the fear that I had eaten.