How to Live as the Enemy Prince

I didn't know I liked coffee.

Nevertheless, I continued to give them tea that was not coffee. I sent them green tea with the scent of orchids, tea with good color, and tea that I had made by hand from small violets. I was intoxicated by the burnt aroma, and did not fall asleep. I wanted to be able to rest for a while, so I picked and sent out aromatic teas.

Did he know what it was like, or did he just like the car?

Though I didn't know why, Alan used to have a lot of emotion for poisoned cars. This tea smelled good, or it didn't taste right, or Calian or Hina liked it and gave it all away, or something like that.

"I like the color."

It was the same again.

He did not react much to the 'gift' he prepared, but he expressed a brief appreciation for the car he gave with him.

Instead of hurting, Eline nods her head and looks into the cup.

"A car made of flowers called Amaranth. It reminded me of you, and I really liked it."

Alan laughs.

He must have, because Alan had the same idea.

"I look like you."

"Oh, he does, too."

Tea made of dark pink flowers.

The color of the tea water was lighter than the flowers. It was a beautiful pink light like ripe peaches. So in a way, it reminded me of the color of Allen's middle hair or the color of her brows, and in a way it looked like the color of her eyes. So she remembers him, and he remembers her.

"I like the color, but not the taste."

Alan opens his mouth after another sip of a light pink tea like roasted oats.

"Is there anything I can share with you?"

"And you want to serve your new son in all things."

Alan shakes his head with a soft smile.

"My daughter-in-law and granddaughter this time, Your Majesty. Bring Rachel and Veronica and they'll love it, so if you have enough, they'll love it."

Eline gladly replied, asking for tea as if it were not enough for a glass of tea.

"Yes. I'll tell them to prepare a lot."

It's a good thing I have some more to give. Either way, Eline owes Allen her life, but she can't get it out.

Alan nods without saying thank you, swallowing his pink car again and then opens his mouth.

"The more I taste, the more amazing the tea is. The color is so colorful and tasty. I once drank a maple leaf tea in Cecretia, and it's completely the opposite."

"I didn't drink maple leaf tea. You make tea with that, too."

"Yes, but it doesn't taste soothing. It's thick, it's creamy, it's sometimes sweet, and it tastes like a mixture of things, but it doesn't fit in my mouth."

"Write or hang. Because you like it."

"Yes. But it might fit your lips, so I'll treat you the next time I get a chance." "

Eline gives you a relieved look.

The first time I gave Alan a gift, he didn't show any reaction. I received everything I sent, but that's it. I didn't say anything. After such a long time, I sent a letter saying that I would write well.

Alan had a promise in his mouth one day. I feel like I've already been served tea since I naturally heard that I will come back later.

"Yes, I look forward to it."

Eline, who answered as if it were nothing, drank Amaranth Flower Tea. Then I closed my eyes for a moment.

Precious pink diamond tea that looked just as pretty and luxuriously colored but tasted like ordinary tea. A car that doesn't lose its luminosity by adding a few times to the right temperature, subtracting moisture and cooling by hand. Tea that can barely taste sober after riding so many hands.

I know the process is no different with other flower tea, but it is remarkably similar to Eline and Allen.

Is it just because of the color that resembles the two?

It's because of the flavor that resembles the two tougher ones, until I can barely start a conversation after I've been able to dry my frostbitten heart for a long time like a flower on a fancy day.

I couldn't quite figure out which one it was, so I closed my eyes for a while and drank tea. And a long time later, I opened my mouth to think of a topic that I could talk about.

"So. Won't you tell me why you're here?"

"It's hard to say."

Actually, I'm here to see Arnigel the Sea Dragon.

Of course, there was only one reason I wanted to meet Arniesel. Fragment of the axis of time that Kalian gave me. I felt overwhelmed to find out how to use it, and the wind blew, and I came to ask you a question when I met Arniesel.

Originally, Arniesel was a dragon that defended the Great Sea, which is connected to the end of Libern's sea. Of course, they came to the sea of Cecretia to find Calian, and not then, but occasionally in front of the sailors of Cecretia, they were more frequently found in Libern. So I came to Libern and wandered around the sea all day looking for Arniesel, but I never found him.

"The old man must be here for some fresh air."

Eline, who was somewhat accustomed to saying it with a face that was only half my age, said, disappearing.

"Indeed. Riverne's sea is a sight for sore eyes."

"Better than the sea of Cecretia, of course."

"This is sad. No matter how much I admire a country that doesn't have a relationship with you, I can't believe it."

"Objectively speaking, there's no better place to look than the sea of Cecritia. Otherwise, the great king of Cecritia, who wanted to build a country on the land of the sea, would have set up a foundation here."

I don't even know what Kalian is. Alan insists as if he didn't want to lose.

"Yes, you're right."

In the end, Eline nods, the only way to defeat Allen. Then he remembers what he has to say to Alan and looks at him.

"I think Adelia's in the tent. One of the wizards who was following Adelia went to the Tensile and was trampled on by one of our tenants. Tricking the Wizard's Eye was so hard that I couldn't get any closer, but the situation is that he hasn't left the Tensile yet."

"Does it actually mean something to you where you live? If you are willing, you are a great person who can appear here or Cairis right now."

"But it's hard to ignore where the enemy is."

"That's true."

"I'll let you know whenever I see anything. So don't leave it for expensive crystal decorations, but stay in touch."

Eline points to a crystal tablet on her desk.

Not just the second edition that Callian and Chase each had, but the other pair of the first editions they handed to Alan.

"I do."

Looking at the crystal tablet, Alan reaches out for the gift he received a moment ago. And I unwrapped it with a relaxed hand. Watching that, Eline opens her mouth.

"Adelia had an accident because I neglected her care, so I asked her to make it because I think she needs a reward." I hope you like it. "

Alan nods and opens the chest. And he looked a little surprised that he had more than he thought he had. It's because I saw the huge treasure vault in the Libern Royal Palace, I saw what it was made of at a glance.

She looks at Allen's face and says as if it were a habit.

"That's expensive."

"· · · · · · At most, I would have gotten some adamantium. You've used more materials than you can imagine."

"That's why I just said that. It's expensive, so don't give it to anyone. Save it."

A dark silver ring with a black light and a thin leather bracelet. A small, transparent black jewel embedded inside the ring and in the seam of the bracelet.

A precious ingredient that will not be compared to Pink Stone found in Harpy Eggs or Pearl Stone made by Mermaid's Tears. It was dragon bones, leather, and a communication device made from the heart. The reward for finding out that Adelia destroyed everything that Kalian and Kiri used to have.

"You didn't ask me to do that when I was living here. You have to make three pairs of communication equipment with such precious materials."

"I can't give you anything bigger. It's just a comms device, so they make it come out. At least the three pairs I gave you won't make more. And maybe if you made something bigger out of it, the Sispanians wouldn't let you."

With a small smile, Alan nods.

Dragon fangs, or materials that cannot be cut or processed unless they are claws. I packed three pairs of 'comms only' made of materials that Adelia Han would never touch, and put them in my pocket.

"I write well. I can put a lot of work into the hands of Adelia."

Thinking we should give all three pairs to Callian.

No matter how precious it is, it must be worth more than seeing Khalian who accepts it and likes it. So I'm gonna hand it over again, generously.

* * *

I said that.

'I had a conversation with my teacher once. What would happen if you put that stone in your heart? But I couldn't imagine. Honestly, it's a scary thing to imagine. Of course, not long after I had that conversation, I found a stone in Adelia's heart. I feel lucky to have such a childish thing because of my curiosity.'

I felt empathy for what Kalian said.

Luckily, Adelia didn't touch the stone with her heart to wipe out a race or continent.

'And that's what I said. If I put that stone in my heart, how strong can I be? I wonder if I can defeat you or put a sword on the Sispanians.'

· · · · · · Like a rock.

He has already sent murders to Serenti. He used it to bark all he wanted. He has a healthy heart with no foreign substance in it, and he has done something like that that that cannot be expressed simply by saying that he is crazy.

If the stone had already been in his heart.

Serenty will cross the Seño River in no time to sleep.

'Maybe.'

'Yes, that's what I thought.'

My younger brother, who knew him so well, suddenly struggled.

The Black Stone.

A stone that allows a simple inspection to write errors and allows an unsuccessful wizard to perform dual-attribute magic. I was worried about what would happen when it entered the sorcerer or the Grand Wizard. I've talked to him, but I've never made a slightly different assumption with him.

Not just any test. Not the sorcerer.

If the Peacock, or his brother's silent knight, gets it. If the knight who put the sword in its path puts it in his heart.

- Caaaaang!

What will happen?

"Scary prince, the stone in your heart, is it common?" '

'I don't think I wrote it down. Why.'

'Standing next to the sweet prince, the madman, no, no, no, no, him.'

'· · · · · · · Yes.'

He's got a heart, he's got a heart. '

'I told you not to look around.'

'I know. Just like that white-haired, wizard, I spent a little bit of time, unsuspecting, unsure, unsure, looking at it.'

I don't notice the hina going through my body. But as good as I can get her out. Rashid, who handles a sword similar to Demirea or Kiri, has planted a stone in his heart.

If we want to keep Rashid from making a move like that, what do we do to keep Calian out of the way? I thought about it for a while. And I made a decision.

To keep Rashid from making any sudden moves or touching Calian.

'Pink-haired wizard.'

'Yes, Your Highness.'

'He was wearing a perfume.'

'Yes, that's right · · · · · · · Oh, have you been bothering? In that case,

'No. Do you have it now?'

"Yes, it's in my pocket. '

"Sell it to me. '

'· · · · · · Yes?'

'Now.'

If you want to keep Rashid from making any sudden moves or touching Calian, you need to let Rashid make any sudden moves to touch me. That is why we must confront Kalian. You have good skills and stones, so the effect will be great.

He can't beat my brother anyway.

Never.

Even if one thought is wrong, if one skill difference is miscalculated, it's okay.

'If anything happens, the Peacock will tell you to go back to the palace. Send Hina and my brother's new men with him, and wait for the commander. When the blue-haired deputy commander comes, come with me.'

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. '

There are enough people here to be on the same side. After that calculation, I came up here. And I scratched Rashid as well as I thought and made him let out the heavy heart.

Rashid's weakness lies in one fell swoop.

- Ca-ang, ca-ang!

It was transparent at first, then dark red, and eventually red. A sword that regretted that only red color remained after clearing out the past. It was now black light.

Whether he wanted to be a little more advantageous with a sword that was hidden in the darkness. To scare Rashid away by peer influences. Is it simply to use the same sword of light as it appeared to Grey?

Did you hang yourself to check this out? '

I didn't know if he was angry.

Kalian is turning it black to break it now.

- Kaga, Ka 'ang!

Kagaga! Kang!

A dark red sword from Rashid.

A Kalian sword that seems to have swallowed all the Darkness.

The two swords are repeatedly entangled and falling. If it is not the shadow of the sword, it is hard to keep up with the eye, and it snaps ten times apart in an instant. The sound of standing still was hard to fathom even with my ears.

At some point, Calian's In-young disappears from view. I took off my jacket, and I was wearing a black shirt and pants that fit my body, so I didn't even hear a flutter of the fabric. At the beginning of the fight, I only knew that the hissing sound that Kalian heard came from his jacket. Of course, that wasn't the point.

The important thing is that he is really noisy right now, so he doesn't blink at all, but he has no idea what he's doing.

- Ka-ang!

But not Rashid.

Suddenly, the red light shifts from Rashid's bent sword. In the meantime, you can see the fire bubbling up. Afterwards, I noticed Kalian, who was dipping his sword into Rashid from the air.

- Ka-ang, Kang, Kaga!

An arm that looked whiter under the moonlight, a face with no emotion, and an incredibly fluffy eye, left an endlessly white and red shadow. And then he disappeared again.

- Ta-ah!

Rashid hits the floor. He swings his sword at Calian as he rises into the air again.

The heavy one splits the air in a few moments. The blades facing each other followed by a eerie cry that did not take what they wanted.

Rashid holds up his sword with both hands and raises it firmly. He swings his sword again. Then, instead of the blade of darkness, a violent wind blows away Rashid's sword. Kalian clears the attack with magic, not a sword, and charges towards Rashid. Once more, you hear the cry of the sword.

Rashid, who unleashed Calian's attack, flips the swiftly retrieved sword and stabs it into the ground. Calian, who turned his back and dodged the attack, pushes the scarlet sword out of his flesh. I could cut Rashid's throat with multiple swords like memorization, which Kalian used often, but I don't.

Rashid can't kill Khalian, and Khalian can't kill Rashid here and now. They were still holding on to each other in concealment.

Rashid leaps up toward Calian.

The image of Kalian rises blurry.

- Ka-ang, Kaga River!

The two swords clashed together in mid-air as if they had wings. Like a feather that fell from its wings, the two swords, which were lifted back on their feet, face each other again.

- Ca-ang, ca-ang!

- Kaga River, Kang!

So, in the sky, and on the land that was again set down, there were a lot of gunfire.

Send a sword to stop it, chase it when it disappears, avoid it when it's stabbed, and chase it away when it tries to cut it down. When they touch each other, they fight back. That's it. Dozens or more workshops continued without rest.

Then one day.

- Kaga Gaga!

The two blades clashed again, making a sound that would never become familiar. Rashid, who put a sword in Kalian's sword, pushes my sword as if it were slipping. Kalian moves his sword and twists the blade into my neck.

- Huff!

Another long line of gold appears on the wound from holding Eila. The hot breeze makes the blood smell thick.

Tugu, Tugu · · · · · · · · ·.

A brief drop of dark red blood spills down your arm. Surprise, pain, admiration. I tried to touch my face with something, but my red eyes remained.

As you glance at the long cut on Rashid's sword, Calian looks at Rashid, his eyes still unblinking. Rashid smiles a long time ago and opens his mouth.

"Are you repaying me?"

"Do you see that?"

"I can see that."

"Then it's payback."

Racing and fighting like they were going to bite each other's throats right now, Rashid smiled as if he had been beaten.

A place that is never fatal. That's why it was never intentional. Because of what happened to Kalian's arm. If you can't kill him, you should have left the royal body intact and hurt him first.

As Rashid had gained from Eila, this time I decided to hand over the position of "political defense" to Callian.

- Caaaaaaang!

The screams of both swords reverberate in complete silence. Calian's life covers Rashid's entire body, and he's never been more thoughtful. You hold Rashid's breath like a sandstorm in the desert.

Now you can kill Rashid.

- Whoo-hoo!

The red sword in Rashid's hand emits a slightly darker aura. Lashid, with more power hidden away, rushes towards Calian.

No, I don't.

I acted like I was rushing.

Rashid takes a step toward Calian and quickly turns. Rashid moves like the wind, just as Khalian does.

To Plants, not to Callian.

- Ta-ah!

A dark green eye is captured in the green eye that was watching the two workshops with arms hanging still. The red sword in his hand holds a handful.

The green eye moves slightly. Look behind the green.

I see red eyes. It doesn't move.

Kalian, he's not coming.

· · · · · · · · Ha.

One of Plants' mouths twists up. His arms move with him.

I've seen a lot of sudden diverting attacks. Because I've been through enough that it doesn't scare me enough at some point to face itself.

- Caaaaaaang!

A red sword that flies away.

I put it in front of me and raised the star. You block it. You unleash your running sword again, take it back, twist around your waist, and return the attack.

I didn't divide the Cinnastar in two.

Even when I was given the power of death to Kalian, I had a feeling that Rashid would not be able to draw out all of his full power. Because I thought if they had something to hide, I should hide it, too.

- Ka-ang, Ka River, Kang!

The red eyes of light that could not read my thoughts came again. There's a smile in his eyes. The red mouth whispers.

Just now.

· · · · · · Check. I thought you said.

Like this, Rashid's mind became distracted.

"I told you. Kalian. Whose is it?"

Plants' mouth is open.

And...

- Qasim!

There was a sound of bone splitting.

The palpable black energy pierces under Rashid's neck, a thinner black energy than usual.

Yeah, it is.

I paid back the same price for where Eila was killed. Then there was another sound of cutting flesh. I paid back the same place, same place. You dig in the side. You twist. I pulled it out.

There is blood in the hot wind.

"· · · · · · · You. Brother."

A sparkling voice flows out. You hear the threat of a beast eating a piece of meat on its neck and not biting it.

"Let him live."

Since the Bible says that we will catch them in our own way, we only pay them back without killing them. That's what the lively red eyes said.

- Larvae.

One step.

- Thief.

Two footprints.

"Don't forget the opportunity you gave me."

And three steps.

- Thump, thump, thump.

Rashid steps back.

Reduces blood flow each time you move. The wound is healing.

"I'll see you next time, Prince. and · · · · · · · · low tax."

Laugh.

Show examples politely.

- Flutter!

Then he flew away to the back of the building, where the people of Kalian had not gathered. Leaving a trail of broken blood behind.

Plants stares at the ground silently for a moment.

Unlike Rashid's wounds, you can still see Calian's bloodied arm.

"Kalian. Arms · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

"Hey."

You cut off Plants' words.

- Whoa!

I grabbed her by the neck.

The shirt pin of the crooked Plants is stuck in the white palm of your hand. I don't care.

"· · · · · · Why does a mindless bastard who can stop a flying sword keep his neck open."

The red eyes close in.

I'm finally convinced of what I saw in those red eyes that I felt especially overwhelmed.

"To you, brother. To you, me. I told you. You didn't. I think you did. I must have been dreaming. You're really losing your mind. You're out of your mind."

"Kalyan."

"I told you not to do that. Me, too."

The color of the blade was not because of other reasons, but because it was angry. Not really, really, I'm angry.

"I told my brother."

Smells good.

It smells of blood.

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