How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Smell, sound, touch.

Not a memory, a sense of what you've been through. It refers to the senses as a role that helps you to bring up what you have experienced one day.

I'm a person who forgets most of what I've been through, but I always remember things longer and more clearly than my senses. Just as Ryrie, who smelled of lavender, recalled Demirea's arms at spring break, and Uriah, who heard the rain, recalled Arsen roasting wild chicken on a rainy day, and Hina, who had touched a soft cloth, first embroidered her long and long name on Lucy's necklace.

"My lieutenant commander, who is still Prince Charming."

"Why."

"I'm weak."

"I know."

"But I like beer. I don't really like anything else, I just like beer."

"I'm not interested."

Arsen grimaces his head at the end of a grueling conversation. I don't care if you care or not. The opposing Pokémon's attention can't be bothered because the spirit of moderate drinking has just begun.

"Beer reminds me of the first time you drank, and I like that you smell like beer next to me."

Plants, who couldn't be bothered to talk about this, just looked around. I can see the small room view of the restaurant, which is designed so that I can eat and drink comfortably without others noticing.

Late evening in Siegfried's land, facing the Sispanians and Serenti.

Callian asked what kind of meat he wanted for dinner, forgetting that he had asked for meat. I was going to think about it for a while, but I recommended the dinner menu that night, because if the blue-haired wizard came to Siegfried, he would have to eat lamb.

Plants did not answer. And after listening to Arsen, Calian asked Ronan Sitte, a Siegfried knight, about a very expensive restaurant that sells grilled cod. My opinion was all I needed to get, and it was a dinner menu that I chose to tell Plants that I was okay with apologizing for remembering Bern.

"That's why I love beer. Your Deputy Chief McDreamy doesn't know that yet."

Well-roasted cod and shrimp; generously grilled white bread with black olives; grilled various kinds of vegetables and bacon followed by fresh, sweet lemon sauce; unrivaled quality beef steak with a smooth texture; mixed salads with various vegetables and chicken on thinly roasted white bread; and red fruits and vegetables.

I don't know if they decided to rob my brother's safe or not, but food seems better than a busy noble family diet. Plants glances down at them.

"I didn't."

"Yes, I think so."

Memory of the senses. Sensory memory.

I said it wouldn't have been like that.

Unlike others who have held certain memories with their senses for a very long time, Plants has a lot to remember and a lot of the senses involved. So, even if I heard someone say, 'If I smell this leather, I still remember the day I saddled my horse when I received my gift as a child.' Because there was no particular memory in the mind of dozens or hundreds of things with a similar leather odor and their entanglements all at once.

From what I've seen and heard before I learned the meaning of words when I smelled the scent of Renieri to the innumerable number of memories of my heart on one last day, I can't stop thinking.

"I do now. Me, too."

I'm half drunk, half curious. After three beers, Arsen's expression was surprisingly good enough.

Plants opens his mouth, staring at the blue-haired maniac's face, apparently wanting to say that you can't possibly know such sensitivity.

"Lucy smells like feet."

"· · · · · · How did you manage that?"

"Somehow."

The smell of Lucy's feet, smelling of Renieri, smelling of roses and all sorts of scents, even if not both. And the smell of Anne's boat. When Plants smelled such a pleasant scent that he could never describe, he remembered the warmth of the day he first met Lucy and Anne.

"The sound of conch shells."

Plants was not finished.

Arsen smiles with a conch shell full of sand on his deputy commander's desk. I thought it was a big deal for you to have a unique memory in that prince's head.

"A fluffy Renaissance feel. The smell of waves. The sound of campfires."

"That's a lot of them."

"and grilled · · · · · · · · cod."

Tak looks over at Arsen Plants, who dropped his last round of beer with the sound. He pointed to one of the plates in front of him.

"Are you talking about this cod today?"

"No. Something else."

Lenisita's incredibly soft, fluffy hair, wet soles of feet, and the white waves that had been kicked up to her feet and ankles, and the smell of the smell that came from her brother's hands, the voice that followed in front of the campfire. And grilled cod.

Plants, who was dealing with the blue-haired lunatic wizard on behalf of Khalian, frowned rather than thinking about the grilled cod one day. When I thought about it, I wondered whether I had answered him so quietly.

- Bloop.

So Plants left for his brother, but the drinker slowly pushed the sinking glass of beer in front of Arsen.

"I've already had three drinks."

"I'm not."

Arsen tilted his head as he saw the last of the empty beer, as the employee who brought the new beer kept leaving with an empty glass. He was wondering whether he drank another beer or two. Then, there is no way to confuse such a fact, but the person who would not be happy about what he was drinking looked at "You haven't had three drinks yet," and nodded his head.

"Yes, I'll drink more."

How about two and three? The prince will take care of the rest, and today is the perfect day to complete the collection. Drink it.

Arsen's decision was his, and now he takes his hand over his own beer.

Plants had never seen anyone dared to inject in front of me, only that Arsen was drunk and brought to Kiri, so Plants gave him four glasses of Arsenal to keep him quiet because he said he would sleep quietly if he drank like Calian. All those misunderstandings and misunderstandings.

* * *

Roasted cod.

For Plants, grilled cod was a particularly unique food. It was unique not because it was rarely a seafood, but because of the vivid senses that I remember clearly. It was different from meat that smelled like meat or fruit that tasted like fruit. A dish that smells hops, sounds violins, and reminds me of a wooden dish.

"Sir."

The store that followed Kalian to. When I think of it, I think of the dark smell of sea salt together, the smell of old trees on tables and walls, and the strange and sour smell of hops.

The sound of the shopkeeper's careless footsteps, the sound of conversations from people in the store, and the sound of a coin inside the hat of a child coming in with a violin and playing clumsily.

The soft feel of a wooden plate, the vibrant crust of a table, and the cold feel of a metallic fork and knife.

For Plants, it was a cod sphere.

I remember the smell of hops, a wooden plate, and a clumsy violin.

"What makes you think that?"

The big frozen shrimp melts back, and the man who put it in front of the blue-haired mad wizard asks.

I don't know if I should take it easy on him.

What a waste of magical power.

My shrimp was drunk and wanted to freeze the shrimp. It was the sixth time I had melted the shrimp again and put it in front of me. The blue-haired mad wizard laughs as he looks at the huge shrimp that has become the victim of today. Plants turns his head to look away for a long time.

"Different. First time."

"You mean cod."

"Yes."

"Ah, if you don't like it because it's different then · · · · · · other food · · ·."

"Don't."

"Then what's so different?"

"Smell, sound. I feel different."

"May I ask how different it is?"

"All of them. No oceans, no smell of salt. They're all different."

That's what the restaurant is sitting in now. I also sold grilled cod, but the smell, sound, and feeling were all different.

Where there is no ocean outside the window.

The light of the Duke of Siegfried can be seen from afar. A place where the smell of potatoes and pumpkins baked with cod instead of the smell of old wood, and the sound of a heavy cello made from the tip of a musician's hand instead of a child's clumsy violin, is heard over the wall. A place where you can feel the smooth sensation of glass on a table with elaborate pieces instead of the rough vibes of a wooden table.

"That's strange, isn't it?"

"A little."

"A restaurant that sells similar dishes cannot all be the same. Expensive, good, reasonably expensive, delicious, or somewhere else."

"The palace is always the same."

"Everyone in the palace has the same education. So it doesn't seem to be comparable to this. This is where people live."

Plants grins.

I heard a lot of thorns saying that the man who said I would stay in the royal palace all my life instead of Randall who doesn't care about Plants and Cairis.

I can't think of anything good to say about the palace that made those young children grow up without giving them an extraordinary experience to remember.

"Even in the same world, what happens depends on who lives and who lives. It's different where people live."

And then Kalian said, After glancing at him, Plants picks up the wine glass in front of him. Siegfried's wine, Sizzlinu, was so famous that he took it to his mouth.

"It's a world made by God that doesn't know people exist. That's strange."

Calian's hand pauses, trying to cut a freshly baked cod into his mouth. Then, I ate all of that mouth and gave him an answer as if to when.

"Yes, it was made by a god who didn't know he was alive. You live in it. It's interesting."

"So, when are you going to tell me?"

"Are you talking to Mr. Chase or Serenti?"

"Both."

Calian laughs as he stops looking for privacy in front of peas. And I opened my mouth gently.

"Arianne is really coming to your birthday party. We're leaving tomorrow, but I think Mr. Chase is worried about us. While it was natural for Arianne to not be able to open the Movement Magic Guild, she refused to do everything she could to help and insisted on coming by the principle while viewing the land of Cairis. So I heard a comment about escorts following me."

"What."

"Yellow pheasant, no. There's an article by the name of Servant Chamberman on the escort. But now Arianne's name has become so famous. I don't think Brother Chase is relieved."

You turn to the corner of the table where Plants' eyes were pretending not to see. where all the frozen shrimps are staring and reaching for the grilled cod in front of Khalian, the blue-haired maniac wizard.

"If the escort is unsavory, I can speak to the king and send Balkans."

"Ah, Mr. Chase didn't ask for escort, he just asked for escort. I want you to close your eyes."

After seeing Calian's beautiful smile, Arsen closes his eyes to the wall quietly while he is so drunk. Seeing that, Khalian nods satisfactorily.

"Don't be surprised if someone looks different from the inside."

"· · · · · · Don't tell me you want to send that article."

"Yes, Tailan Castrin. My old master will come here disguised as Sir Chamberman. In the palace, Ser Chamberman is Tailan. There's nothing in particular for them, but there are a lot of people here who would recognize Sir Castrin. So you told me about it in advance."

It is hard to be sure that the king's bride who just ascended to the throne will not be strangely twisted on her way out of the kingdom. Chase was going to send Tailan. Using the magical disguise tool that Hina used to go to Cecretia, she changed Tailan's appearance to Severane.

"Is it dark inside your brother's old brother? I wonder if that's what it's like to be my brother's ex-fiancée. Unknown."

This assessment, taken out by putting down the Sizzlinu Cup, gives Calian a smile and a message.

"You've already noticed why Arianne's coming."

"You mean to bring the sorcerer into the land somehow."

"Yes. Whatever happens, I'm not the only one who needs to be stronger than he was. But when Lord Castrin gets here, all the living sod masters on the continent can gather in one place. And then something good will happen to each other."

To allow Tailan to meet other sod masters.

When he first brought Tailan here, Tailan didn't know about the past, but he does now. That's why we want Tailan to meet Slaiman, Calian, and Siona to create opportunities for us to improve each other.

But after we send Tailan, there's trouble inside Chase. That's why I have a plan to turn Tailan and Servant's appearance into a magical disguise. I'd trust Servant to do that.

However, there was no one important enough for Servant, the knight commander of the Kingsguard escorting Chase, to follow directly. Arianne came to represent the congratulatory mission. Alianne was the only one who could convince him of why Chase would do such a thing, even if Tailan disguised as Servant gave her a name to come here and revealed that 'Servant' was actually Tailan. The young king who was blinded by the concern for his fiancée secretly handed him over to the escort, but there is no other way to convince him of that.

"That's why you knew it was dangerous and you wanted to come."

"Yes. After all, the most important thing in everything is justification."

Plants is missing after finding out the truth about what Arianne insisted on doing and risked her life to come to Cairys.

After that, Plants took another look at Kalian, who had just started eating, because he had been contacted by Chase shortly after coming to the restaurant. Although I had more questions, I thought I should fill my sister's stomach first.

I was curious about what both of them said, but I sat still for a while and listened to the sound of the cello. After so much time, Calian opens his mouth after finishing his meal without a sound.

"I didn't hear anything. From Serenti."

Plants' gaze was on Calian.

Kalian nods, nodding as if he didn't say anything wrong.

"I asked a lot of questions, and Serenti answered. I didn't hear that."

"That's weird."

"It's strange."

"You mean it wasn't Serenti who blocked her mouth and erased her memory?"

"Serenti may or may not have been the military, but Serenti wouldn't have stopped her from answering the questions herself. I'm not crazy."

"Horse."

"Unless you're · · · · · · · crazy."

"Don't."

"I'm not crazy. Yo."

It's okay to insult Serenty, but I can't take any more insults from her. Plants nods here just now. After seeing that, Kalian bursts his smile back into his mouth.

"It's weird, by the way. Serenty's not talking right now."

"· · · · · · · One more person."

"Yes. There's one more, that's what I mean. Someone else who can shut Serenti up."

Yeah, there's one more.

"I think I know who that is. What about you?"

"You have no idea. I don't know."

Even Serenti didn't know it was born, and she couldn't stop it herself, allowing her to borrow the power of the Sispanians and heroes. who, after doing so, eventually did not win, let us choose to sleep together.

"The one who started the game with a white horse without Serenti knowing. Maybe he caught a white horse in my past, too. That's what I thought. Maybe he can erase his memories, keep his mouth shut, and do the same thing Serenti does. That's what I thought."

"That's right. Does this mean that I was playing the hero to stop Serenti from resurfacing with the evil spirit? And then they failed, and they turned back the clock."

"Yes, I think so."

Knock, knock, knock.

Plants opened his mouth after a few taps of the Sizzlinu glass he picked up again.

"I wandered around alone when that sea dragon played a prank on my brother. And when the axis of time returns this time, I will be left. I've been thinking."

"· · · · · · · Yes."

After a while, I tried to say something and closed my mouth again.

That's when the sea dragons left their place and the world began to move on. When time stopped and began to flow again. What you were able to move and think about was really the will of the Sea Dragon. Is it true that the Sea Dragon has the ability to stop everyone and talk to each other with just you? Maybe that sea dragon was just stopping time and talking to you instead of stopping time.

When I was worried about what was going to happen, did I ever really think about it?

A past no one remembers. Things that go back in time.

Have you ever wondered how you know that? You don't wonder why you're forgotten. Why, as it pains so much, did I ever wonder why?

Why have you been forgotten in this life?

I tried to raise that question, but I couldn't hear my voice. I closed my mouth because I couldn't speak. So Calian-like eyes, the runner looks down at the wine for a long time and says something different.

"Funny."

Kalian laughs.

What was interesting was Plants, but Calian laughed.

"Is that what you think?"

I asked as if I'd heard everything I couldn't. And he added.

"Yes. At least, there was one more."

Maybe this isn't the second time.

Looks like the first Bern turned the clock. I guess I forgot all about it. And as time went back, Plants turned to the second axis, and time went back. I think only Bern, who has already turned his axis, is left alone.

"· · · · · · I guess so."

I think Bern, who was left like that, came to see Kalian's body.

"Kalyan."

"Living like this again is not a great experience."

Calian glances at Plants holding bitter wine in his hand.

A quiet voice followed.

"So I'm not going to teach you this. Kill whoever you want. Get rid of anything. I won't teach you if you die. I'm not going to let you learn. Never."

Whoever made that happen, whatever it is, we just need to find them, kill them and get rid of them. I will. Callian found out that this may be his last chance or another nightmare.

"So don't worry."

"I won't."

Plants answered.

"I'll let you live on your own. My brother."

In a calm voice with no worries about work.

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