How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Could it be the answer if they knew it was wrong?

Explain why I turned my eyes away. Is that the answer?

I will never do that again.

Could it be the answer?

Shut up. Don't just stand there. Don't just stick out your hand. Everything you say is already thorny. Just shut up and watch. Just always be careful so that you don't even look at it.

Alan gave me that much attention.

'Father.'

A horse that's already bruised.

The bruise on the horse is already full.

It's okay to answer. I don't know how to answer that. I don't know what to answer for the pain, even if I have to fix it. I didn't teach him that much.

He doesn't know that either.

"I · · · · · · · · · · ·."

I can't rest my voice from my open mouth.

Remain hesitant, reaching out for his cup of tea. And after a sip of that tea with the thorny leaves, I slashed my neck and put down the cup of tea quietly.

It's the first time I've ever heard my son say I'm wrong. I was surprised to hear the word "father" from my son. I wonder if I was really surprised before that.

There could be another reason.

My fingertips were trembling with tea cups for reasons I couldn't fathom.

"· · · · · · · Me."

After giving me a lot of strength, a little spilled tea finally flooded the white beams of the table with green water.

I had never seen a car pour in front of someone before. I've never seen him unable to speak before. Plants, who was watching this strange face of Remain, gave a similar sinking voice.

"If I've said too much, I apologize."

"No, no. Not too much, too much."

I came out of my mouth looking for words to answer while sinning over the words I knew. The answer was very similar to what Plants had said a long time ago. I did not thank him or apologize him, but I only answered him to let him know that he looked a lot like my son.

"Yes."

Yeah, it is.

They look alike.

Ultimately, they were similar to those who turned away, and they were similar to those who thought it was the answer, and they were similar to those who didn't know it was the wrong answer. That's all Remain showed me, and Randall and Plants only learned how to do it, and eventually they grew up to look just like Remain and look just like each other. Nevertheless, it is similar.

Smart Plants recognized the resemblance.

Now I've come to see reality, I've realized it's too late, and I can't even say an apology without thanking me for saying too much. The fact that they all resemble each other.

So I'm gonna get up now.

I understand everything, even if I don't say it.

I told him everything he wanted to say and he understood all the apologies, regrets, and commitments that Le Maine couldn't bring out in words. Now I'm going to stand up. I was going to say that.

"Don't forget."

But Remain's answer came back.

Not the frozen one, the picky one. A horse that a cow-like person has worked really hard to pick and leave thorns in his own way. That's for Plants.

It is transmitted.

"Whatever I do wrong, whatever you say today, don't forget it. I'll think about it every day. I'll think about it every time I see you."

I don't know if that's the right answer. I gave the message.

How do you get everything you want out of your mouth?

Do you still not know that it is better to just show silence now than many big words?

"I was wrong. It was really very wrong."

Even so.

Even so.

"I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry I can't look at you. I'm so sorry. I left you alone in the world."

I thought I should pass it on.

"I'm sorry I left you all alone to grow up like this."

Forgiveness, but it's still an agent.

I don't even know if it'll heal.

Still.

"Plants."

"· · · · · · · Yes."

I apologized.

I got an apology.

* * *

- Tak, Tak!

Calian's smudged face slams into the palms of his hands, even without any fur. Then, when someone saw him, he turned his head as if he had just caught the Demon King by himself.

"How's that?"

"Meaningless."

The sword answers back.

"You can't tell me you've had a hard time."

"It didn't seem that difficult."

"It's not difficult. You have to take care of it. All the servants were bitten and handed it to them like this."

Since it was built, the windows in Chermill Palace have been broken, so rare that they cannot be made in advance.

It's natural.

Who would have guessed that the Sispanian might break the enchanted window, asking my brother if it was a rose that was planted in that garden?

Therefore, it was never wrong or responsible for the caretaker of Chermill's palace to make a nice glass that was wide, thick, transparent, and beautiful, and then put it back on until the magic was done.

"But it was a window that disappeared because of me, so I took care of it and stopped it. Be kind and marvelous."

Thanks to you, Kalian has come back to take responsibility like this.

Just like Raven, who made a shoelace-shaped veil in her butt, gave her medical expenses and comforts because her new bathing servant didn't get enough understanding of her.

Anyway, something like that.

"Does it really matter that you did it yourself?"

"Of course. I grew up to be just like Randall."

A moment ago.

After eating the sweets with the scent of Dadi Lavender and buying some more sugar to bring to the palace, Kalian recommended a golden shiny chain armor to Vanessa and nearly broke it. He was able to help match the armor with a good material and shape that would be slightly more crude but not interfere with Demirea's sword. After finding a suitable restaurant on Astricia Street and clearing out three people's meals, I returned to the palace with a light step after completing all my personal errands to escort Demirea to the ducal palace.

Then, I heard Le Maine had a conversation with Plants and left while Calian was away. The whole time Remain was here, Randall was still trapped on the fifth floor.

"Brother Randall is sick because of the wind"? '

"Yes," he said, "if you want me to put another window in it urgently, just leave it there, and you might catch a cold in between." I think you're weaker than Prince Charming or Count Charming. '

The naive baby elephant seems to believe that.

Khalian just nodded his head and said that he would be a better soldier than anyone on the fifth floor who seemed to have just rooted down a few times more than a little pumpkin shell to ripen through. The delusional delusions of the children who grew up with themselves did not just wake up.

Instead, you climb up to the fifth floor, picking up your long, giant black robe. After that, the waterproofing and windshield magic were generously invested in that robe, which was essentially hanging, blocking Randall's spear. It means that a dark handful of black robes were spread out and roughly overlaid with empty windows. I wasn't meticulous enough to put on a pretty face.

A sudden black cloth.

Grandel opened his mouth, looking at the curtains and the wallpaper of the room, and a window blocked with a thick, dark cloth that doesn't fit into the floor at all.

"That's not good to see."

"Better than road sickness."

"I think I'd rather have a road sickness."

"No, you have to live long. Be healthy."

Kalian smiled brightly for praying for the first brother who was not yet twenty years old. Randall, who was looking at you, gives you a voice that is not high.

"You're doing the wrong thing."

"I don't think that's appropriate."

"I blocked the window I had left open."

"You know it's a tough open window."

"Don't you see that?"

"That's good. At least he knows." "

Randall nods slightly and looks into Calian's eyes.

"Your attitude toward me has changed."

"I see."

"Looks like the day you set me up was a blur."

"Looks like you're relieved you have nothing to hide."

"Is that convenient?"

"You don't recognize empty words when you notice a change in attitude."

It's actually uncomfortable.

Even though I knew what happened to the old Kalian, I couldn't be comfortable with seeing someone again in one day who could neither acknowledge it nor accept the current Kalian completely.

Maybe you've already told Randall.

Actually, it's not gonna be okay.

"It's not comfortable, it's unfair. I guess that's why it's so dull."

"What was wrong with you?"

"It's okay if you don't apologize, and I told you it's okay if you want to keep your eyes open and your breath intact. He tried to hide the broken window again as an excuse."

Randall shuts up.

Callian looks at the empty table with no cars lying around.

"The window that you broke, I blocked it again with my own hands, so don't make excuses for it. It's not your fault you broke the window. I came up here because I thought I should say it one more time."

"Your concern for the second is overwhelming."

"Not only that, but Brother Randall is also extremely concerned. I don't think you know."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Yes."

When you're finished, Calian pulls out his pocket and puts his hand in his chest. Inside, I found a small red paper envelope and placed it on the table.

"What else?"

"Sugar chips. I bought them for Brother Randell because they smell of roses. I think it's a new birthday present for you."

"I hate sweetness."

"I have to go. I hate grapefruit, too."

Callian stands up with a snack made with a sand chewed voice. And without a chance to refuse a new birthday present, I set an example and went out.

Randall slowly reaches out, staring at the red glowing paper box for a moment. Instead of an unusable birthday present, I took a rose scented sugar cookie and put it in my mouth. Then I closed my eyes for a moment.

Sweet.

It doesn't smell like roses.

But it tasted different.

It tasted like rich strawberries.

Because the bag of strawberry-flavored sweets that we bought together for hina was also red. This time, an insensitive Khalian gave Landel strawberry flavor as a gift.

"· · · · · · · Den."

"Yes, my prince. You called."

"The car."

"Yes, I will bring it to you shortly."

Because of the strawberry flavor left in your mouth, the sweetness made you wrinkle in Randell's brow.

I frowned.

Randall reaches out as he hears the servant's footsteps as he picks up his strawberry-flavored tea. Then I put one more candy bar in my mouth and frowned again.

I tried it again, but it definitely tasted like strawberries.

It tasted like strawberry.

"· · · · · · · Rose."

The one who made a mistake that Randall would never make if he knew Calian.

I can't even tell the taste of strawberries from the smell of roses. I just have to take that black cloth off. I frowned thinking about it.

* * *

There are peas in the accident.

I'm strangely busy.

Why?

Calian's reflection opens his mouth with a big smile.

"Sir."

"Why."

Tell me in advance if you're planning another accident. I'm gonna get really old.

I wanted to say that, but I couldn't, so I just laughed again. And with all the stories about him covered up, he said something else.

"I'm going to see the Sispanians."

"Now."

"Yes."

It is said that Arnigel the Sea Dragon has a piece of time. I had to tell the Sispanians. Maybe it was the first thing I should have said to come here, but now I'm stuck with other things.

"Come with me."

"Got it."

Even if I didn't tell him to come with me, he was definitely coming with me again, so I just went out with him.

You pass by an artificial lake with a view of the Rose Garden far away, past the Chermill Palace and across the fountain garden. If it's far, if it's close, I don't say another word while walking close. I didn't have anything to say.

"Your Grace, I told you you were wrong."

After a while, Plants said,

Calian opens his mouth, just as he was walking, staring at the falling fountain with a good sound.

"You did."

"Yes."

You don't have to see how Remain reacted.

I already know how Le Maine would respond.

So I didn't ask, I just said that I was doing well. It's gonna be hard to tell what's going on between you two anyway.

"Well done."

The apology thing.

It was about Callian himself.

After taking one of Calian's questions, I met Randall, smashing the window, and told Le Maine about it. After all, Calian was able to provide a beginning, just saying that he struggled without saying anything else.

"When you find out."

By the time the fountain garden is finished, Plants will be like this.

"I thought you could see it. I thought you should see it. Because you didn't."

"You mean Brother Randell."

"Yes."

"· · · · · · · Not everyone is like you. Now that we know the truth, not everyone can make a new place like you and put me there. There are teachers like me who only worry about me and care about everything, who don't trust me completely like Arianne, and after knowing that, they react like Demirea who was more worried about Jan than me. There's a Siegfried ball that doesn't care. Sometimes people turn their backs on it. Everyone has to react in their own way."

Plants only moves quietly.

"Is that why you've been so angry with the king?"

"· · · · · · · Maybe."

I blamed Le Maine for teaching me how to turn my back. Eventually, all this happened because of Remain's absence. Once again, I was disappointed with Randall, who knew the truth and turned away.

"Well done on that, too."

It's obvious that Plants won't be comfortable with Le Maine's apple, so Calian replied:

"You've had your fill."

"Yes and no."

"Why are you so aesthetic when you would have scolded His Majesty and even apologized? I'd rather not feel bad about it."

"I don't think I did anything wrong. To my brother."

Calian grins as he listens to Plants.

It means that I took care of what I had been biting at the most because I felt nothing.

Soon, Kalian turns his back and pulls something out.

One for Randall and one for Hina.

"Demirea bought Riley a snack. Delicious. I thought about it, and Demirea bought it for me. Go into Evan's house to save his brother's life, meet Lily, be surprised to see her, and then come back to life. Demirea takes the girl she finds like that, buys her a cookie. And then the same thing comes to me."

I still believe it tastes like strawberries.

In fact, the Kalian who brought out the sweets smelling of roses was a horse.

"That's all it is. I didn't learn to do that because I was in puberty. I learned weird things all the time. Accidents are accidental. They're frustrating. I boil a little bit. I know you did it because you thought of me. So you don't have to be sorry about that. Because that's how you keep living in between things that don't go your way."

Soon, Kalian handed the snacks over to Plants.

It seemed to be as bitter as Calian, so I told him to eat sweet things too.

Plants takes the sweets.

Calian takes out another one of the same and puts it in his mouth first, then fixes his face. Then lightning reached out and snatched back the sweets that were about to enter Plants' mouth.

The missing confectionery plant stares at Calian in the hands of his brother flying at an invisible speed. Calian, who was embarrassed by the smell of sweets, said.

"Don't eat it. This smells like roses."

Strawberry flavor.

Where did my strawberries go?

Kalyan turns his head slightly to look at Chermill Palace and gives you a hollow smile. I almost gave the strawberries to Randall and roses to Plants, which made me laugh.

Looking at the shape, Plants sighs for a brief sense of what happened. Then I reached out my hand and took out a sugar cake that smelled like roses from a paper bag in Calian's hand and put it in my mouth.

Sweet.

It smells like roses.

"It smells good. Why do you eat it?"

"You said it was all like that."

That's how everyone lives among things they don't think they do. Sometimes you don't even think about eating the scent of roses.

The clumsy plant shifts its feet.

Calian walks behind Plants, smiling more closely for a moment.

"Then I'll give you another one."

"No."

"That's what you said."

"No."

"Still, you're amazing. Learn not to avoid it."

"My brother hasn't learned how to bark yet."

"But, sir, if you get bigger, you're going to have a bigger accident. If that's the case, please tell me before you have an accident. I will prepare myself."

"I'll keep barking."

The wind blew a little warmer than yesterday, and there was a sound of water, and the sky was dark and the day was good. After all that, I walked again for a while. I arrived at the old Haycia.

Still a large cavity.

Callian takes a moment to look around, entering a place filled with traces of the dead. And I called the Sispanians.

The Black Butterfly did not come.