How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The private sky is particularly high.

Under the clear sky, two birds were diligently biting the branches of the tree. Every time the bird passes by, a small shadow falls and disappears in the room.

It's about to nest.

Somewhere in Chermill Palace. Where I think it's safest in the eyes of that little life.

"I think it's nesting in Chermill Palace. If you're uncomfortable, I'll ask you to find it and move it."

Whenever the shadow of a bird lifted, Den, the attendant, who was checking Randall's clothes before attending the meeting, carefully asked.

After the bird laid its nest somewhere in Chermill Palace and laid its eggs, shortly after the rowdy cries of the young birds and the diligent flapping of the parents' wings that carry the food began.

But not long ago, Randall said that even the clock in the room was noisy and put it all away. That's why the nest of birds was considered a commotion to Randall.

Randall glares at the mirror in a newly replaced window.

"Leave it. It's not bad."

"Yes, Prince. I understand."

Den slightly bowed his head and replied, biting all the other servants and maids before making a final check.

Since the prince and the three princes returned to Cairys, Randall has once again appeared before the nobles. So I was worried that I would miss out on even one straw.

In fact, however, there was something far more troubling about Den than what he was wearing in Randall.

"Dear Prince,"

"Tell me."

"If you come back to the presence of the nobles immediately after you leave, I'm worried that another reading will happen. I'd rather be."

"A reading."

I didn't officially go to Camelon and settle down, but I'm sure the 2nd Prince received a three-way by Remain. And until last winter, the three closest princes to three. It is obvious without having to hear any rumors about First Prince Randall who only appears when they are not there.

Last year at Le Maine's Birthday Festival, after Le Maine banished Tensyl's emissary, the first prince would not look at his brothers' tails but only look at them. After Evan's death, I secretly hold hands with Brysen's grey, who was greatly shaken, and try to reverse the situation, but no matter how he filters out, such a story will never spread.

"It's not rhetorical."

"It's a myth, Prince."

"Was there something wrong with what they said?"

"Nothing they say is true."

It's a terrible rumor to Randall that his former queen and mother, Aisha, had lost her life at his hands. Instead of another rumor like that spreading, I urged him not to join the meeting again.

Of course, Den didn't even know why Aisha died. However, it was because Randall, who had been with him for a long time, knew how uninterested he was in the throne, and precisely how much he was in this country.

Randall's eyes turn toward the rustling noise coming out of the open window, reaching for the side table in the corner of the room. You gaze up at the black robe that was resting firmly on top.

"The nobles always see what's closest."

"What do you mean, Prince?"

"It means that you are only interested in what you can see more clearly right now. They couldn't afford to look any farther away."

Even though there are thick forests that aren't just about to fly away, just like that bird that wants to nest in this Chermill Palace, where all the rosebushes and landscapers in the garden are.

"Don't tell me, Prince, you're doing this on purpose."

"We're running out of time. Hurry up."

Landel stops Den's horse from looking down at the nobles. Soon after, he left behind the commotion of birds that allowed him to continue nesting in Chermill Palace under his own seal.

The First Prince stood in front of the nobles only when there were no brothers.

Let the nobles who have seen him keep the prince's brawl in their mouths, far from the throne. So, there is no time to think about whether the prince and the third prince who have left the throne, without even stating why, is the wood that will lead this country forward.

It was a reward from Randall, who had no intention of leaving a speck of debts on the man who had left the window open at will. I hated leaving the debt he made to the nobles rather than putting a horrible misunderstanding in their mouths.

* * *

I thought that for the first time.

I'm glad you don't have a bad head. Sometimes I have a grumpy, sometimes cursed smart head, which is good for me today.

A word of encouragement from the king of the neighboring country, a word spoken by the ancient dragon facing him, groaning at the words of a foolish brother with a wide understanding. It's a good thing I can remember all that without forgetting a single letter.

It feels like the fangs of an indescribable beast are digging through my breath, and I feel like I'm looking into the eyes of an animal that has devoured the world. At the same time, Plants barely raised his head and squeezed the power of his exhaling breath out of his ridiculous situation.

I can see Calian approaching the Sispanian.

At this moment, when I sat down and felt nothing strange, even at this moment when I could barely sink my mind to bite my feet, Plants' head thought.

- It wouldn't have made a difference if it wasn't directly related to me. That's what I thought.

What Khalian is not involved with is the same as what happened in the past. And Kalian wasn't as involved as his fingernails in Serenti's awakening. So Serenti opened her eyes before this winter came. It means that he saw all the things in the past that are to come in the next seven years.

Without any help.

- Serenty.

One person is dead.

A nation was destroyed.

Yeah, you can watch. Whether one dies or 10,000 die, we can watch. God. He's not human. God has to watch what happens. I don't really understand it, but that's what I've been taught.

However.

- Plants that day are unforgivable to -

But it wasn't just the war.

Time moves. The world crumbles. You go back. Serenti, who was awake, erased a life instead of stopping it. I slammed the mouths of others so that I could not reveal the name of the forgotten one as much as I wanted.

Watching Plants move the axis of time in the past, you pay for everything in the wrong person's life without stopping it.

- It is now · · · · · · · · ·.

Like.

Like biting the wrong game backwards.

As if winning the game had never been lost. Just like the words we've been holding so far put away games we can't win. Like catching a white horse and starting a preemptive strike in a new, flawless number. As a platform for new numbers.

Yeah, it is.

Like playing a game.

- Serenty.

It's called a god.

You call that God.

· · · · · · · · ·.

That's what Callian thinks, and he thinks he is. Plants notices all of Calian's insides with his clever head. And I understood.

"Enough."

So I stopped him.

- To piss him off, when I see Serenty.

- I must be angry if I'm going to see you.

The guy who ended up behind my back trying to protect me for the rest of his life. More desperate than anyone. A man who lost everything he had lived for that life that should have been a lifetime rather than a life. And then I came back to life worrying about my vacancy without really blaming anyone. The only one allowed to do that.

Knowing he can't lie even if he's dead.

I knew he was crazy. I knew he was crazy.

- Jubbuck.

The demented lunatic forgets who was behind me and bursts into fury, and Plants barely takes a step, his trembling hand.

Even if I could barely hold on to it, even if my life is broken and disappearing again, I'm still thinking of pointing a knife at Serenti. I don't think I'd rather be in the hands of that thing than complaining about it disappearing like that. Like my brother with a knife under his pillow.

- Jubbuck.

So I insisted on taking one more step.

The man looking up at the Sispanian turns his head. A red eye of light, completely different from anything I've ever memorized, I've never seen before. Headed for Plants.

"Don't come. You're not gonna make it."

Then the answer came back.

It was not until Plants realized one more important fact. What was the reason for not answering after being called so many times?

"· · · · · · · · · · · Ha."

That my brother, who was completely untied, was completely out of his mind, and he was spinning, and he was just back before he died.

* * *

Everything's better.

Everything was better.

Hina is alive. She left all the other reasons behind and was able to live with that fact alone. But it's not only that it gets better.

Brissen's wickedness stops. You can keep Hina by your side in Kiri. Jan continues to laugh. Because of this, three people in Siegfried did not miss their family again. Melpire saved his life. Lylie is rescued. The unknown child of Cecretia, who survived alone, continues to live.

Cairys will never invade Cecretia. The delightful lunatics of the Balkans will continue to be so delightful, and no innocent blood will be shed at the foot of their clothes. Tailan, who closed his eyes when he stopped them, now just needs to remember that he was with them guarding Cecretia and his king. Arianne doesn't have to watch her end and Louise doesn't have to feel the tearing of my heart again.

I was able to keep Eila by my side. Alan has a new son.

As a result, Chase did not lose his brother.

And Plants, he started to live.

Breathe. Look ahead. Live a life.

Everything's better. Everything's better. One and the other. Because of one death and another life forgotten.

So, what a Silly Sacrifice.

I think.

By the way.

What do you think, you?

Serenty.

* * *

The Sispanians do not move.

Whether he's angry or angry or attacking, whether he or he can't, Serenty is asleep or sending that egg somewhere else. I thought I would do something, but I didn't do anything.

You still hold Serenty in your arms and look down at Bern. I looked at this land as if I were going to accept the spilled grudge on behalf of Serenti.

"Stop it."

And I asked him.

Instead of the will that had been conveyed in my mind, a quiet voice came to my ears. It seemed to contain the warm wind, which was said that thoughtful dragons were different from usual.

"What are you telling me to stop?"

"I'm talking about what you're saying."

"Why are you telling me to stop?"

"Why won't you stop?"

"You didn't want it to stop."

"I didn't mean it like this."

The spring breeze blows again.

"Serenti is different from me."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand my behavior right now."

"Serenti is different from Danu."

"I already know my blade won't reach."

"Serenti is not like you."

"Even if the accident doesn't fit. I'll see you."

"I'm not awake yet."

"There is a will," he said. Let me tell you a story. Step aside. "

"You have already spoken."

Bern has already told Serenti what he wants.

I've already made clear that I can't stand it, that I'm angry, and the questions that have been brought up so far. The words, "I will not obey Serenti's will," were also conveyed to my whole body.

"Yes, I did. But I didn't hear."

I didn't hear Bern.

"I didn't hear anything. I am."

I didn't hear a word.

"Can I come back to life? To live, to protect, to teach you how to live, to see that, so that I can finally live and make things better. Is it okay to give a new life as an opportunity? I was not unhappy in the end. I wonder if I would be grateful if I could just decide to erase my life and give it to you as a gift. Why I have to do it. I didn't hear it. I didn't hear all the things I wanted to know. Nothing."

The green eyes of someone who doesn't have to go through this. The red eyes of the person who didn't want to come here. Those who do not answer what it means to sleep, the unseen black eyes. Another wind blows from the Sispanian, looking into all those eyes.

I thought it was just a smile, but maybe it wasn't. It was the sigh of the Sispanian who understood all of this and so became unstoppable.

"Serenti is not like us."

"What's so different? A bastard who regards one small sacrifice as a trivial one for the greater good, without even trying to understand, without having to explain and act. The one who puts the others in my palm and watches, and then tries to start all over again if it goes wrong. That son of a bitch had a big purpose for everything. They were spread all over the world."

Flutter.

The huge wings, like the tent that makes the sky, spread for a moment. Then it folds back into a surrounding Serenti. You've hidden Serenty from Bern's eyes.

Maybe it's the other way around, hiding him from Serenti. Plants suddenly thought of that.

And Bern, he didn't care.

"Nevertheless, the best understanding I can see right now is to not pick up the knife and listen first. This is as much patience as I can have right now. God. What the hell does it mean to be so tall and tall that I have to stop looking up and shut up and live? I will ask and listen directly. I am."

"· · · · · · · Stop."

A low voice stands between the two.

Bern didn't care about why the Sispanian wings blocked between him and Serenti, but someone who cared about acting the same stepped forward.

what the owner of that hand did when he put it on his hand and watched it slip out of my eyes. One thing I've learned for a long time. I wonder if Serenty's the same as the rest of the world. So I think it's a funny thing to try to get out of my hand. If I put it away again and pick up a new horse, I'll think it's enough. It bothers me.

Every step I took depressed the feeling of my skin getting cut off, and I finally walked. I grabbed him. Blade, Blade, Blade, Blade, Blade blocked by me. I didn't think it might be directed at me. I just grabbed him.

- It's not your fault.

It's true that whoever he is can't lie.

I didn't care about that anymore.

"Don't."

I felt a lot of strength in my shoulders. But that's it.

I couldn't change my gaze on Serenti all the time.

The blade does not fly, nor does the grudge fly.

"Stop it. Stay back."

"I can't kill you. I can't die anymore. I have work to do."

"· · · · · · · If you have an idea. Stop it."

"I'm done complaining. I'm done. I just want to ask you something. I have something to check. So I can't quit now. Before he woke up, before he disappeared, when he met me. Right here, right now."

I poured out all kinds of emotions and I was profoundly insulted.

Since it's too late and you know better than anyone that you can't go back, you already have an idea about beating Serenti's ass. I only grumbled.

Now that I've got all that grumbling out, I have a question.

Before Serenti opened her eyes. Before this body dies again, go somewhere it cannot be found and look down on the world again. He asked and said he had something to check.

"Kalyan."

There was still no answer to the call.

Instead, you continue blocking and return only to the sound of slicing something back towards Plants.

"I told you. I did. I can't stand you."

Live, Pierre, and Bern.

Ask Serenti and find out.

Is it true that the plant has turned the axis of time?

Do you really think it's right for Plants to be left alone in the time that everyone stops when the disaster is going to happen again?

If you're careful not to turn back time, if I can find out why Plants turned back time, That's how you do it. Is that the right thing to do?

If I do whatever it takes to get rid of the time continuum, Twice if we eliminate the axis of time so it never comes back. If you do that, it's true that the same thing doesn't happen again. Is it true that everyone is getting better, except for what's already too late?

- Plants that day are unforgivable to -

You put down the black horse and bit the game, making sure this time the same result will not be repeated, making sure it is correct to pick up the white horse.

It's too late. I'll get over it and ask for an answer.

- Plants that day.

If not, I...

"Don't ask. Don't say it."

Things you shouldn't know about.

I don't know what to do.

Even though none of the memories of the past came back.

Not even a single word out of Bern.

Sometimes what you don't know becomes a drug, and that's just a little smarter than Bern.

"· · · · · · · Bern."

You grabbed Calian's collar again.

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