How to Live as the Enemy Prince

I can feel the depth of Adelia's face.

I cut through the valley again in the middle of winter and faced Calian's everlasting life, looking like the wind that left me stranded in an old branch.

A face filled with time or regret. A face like the smell of old dust on an old blanket of an old man who was overwhelmed by memories.

For example.

"Did I come here alive to see that? · · · · · · ·"

Yeah, it is.

It's the best face anyone can make.

However, I couldn't ignore Danu's words of being greatly grateful once more if I had to endure it at once. Not the kind of belief that a lousy astrologer can't ignore and sew raprania root in his lapel, but Danube couldn't help but wonder how much it would be like to say, "Thank you very much."

"Live. It stings."

For this reason, Adelia, the oldest living human being, overcame the excessive striking of a well-knife-wearing child. The boy's father should not have been the one sitting on the biggest chair on the continent. It was not because I didn't want to fight the teacher, who was a little younger than Adelia, but still in the middle of the day.

"Why do you growl so much every time you see it? Dog?"

"You don't bark, you don't bite, you stay still, do you?"

"What. Why are you taking it so naturally?"

"What, are you complaining if you take it naturally?"

"· · · · · · · · No. What's the big deal now that everything's okay?"

"Do you think there's anything wrong with leaving her alone for four days?"

How the young man speaks so loudly again.

"I didn't leave her alone. He kept sleeping next to me."

"Who told you to leave me alone? Don't you hear what people are saying?"

"Why do people bark and bite?"

"Can't you do that? What kind of prejudice does a magician have?"

If you lose by magic, you'll make a difference. The Grand Wizard frowned, noticing that there were only three on the continent, among the unacceptable wizards who lost the horse fight. Calian opens his mouth again, his face as if he had already woken up twice.

"What's so great about leaving a kid alone who doesn't eat grass for four days?"

A life filled with tears is strong.

Adelia, unable to tell if the smell of blood was darker or if the grudge in her life was darker, pushes away the eerie energy of the clump and asks.

"· · · · · · Is it because of the horse you rode in?"

"Right now."

In fact, there are two children in Calian's world who won't eat grass if they leave it alone. One of them is walking on two legs, but he still has a lot of hands to feed, so even though he was withered, he wouldn't have starved to death. The problem is that there's only one weed left that doesn't seem to exist in my food dictionary.

Of course I mean Raven.

"Oh, I don't know. I hid you here, made sure you weren't going to die, and then I went back and I didn't. Do I have to take your word for it?"

Maybe you know that going back was an act to take care of you. Surprisingly thoughtful, Adelia, who no one else, including herself, answered, was filled with frustration.

Then I let Kalian live a little. If it was gone, Raven would have found it by now as a royal palace or as a duchess.

But life didn't all go away.

Anger about leaving for four days at a time of great importance. I'm sorry about Allen, who's been looking to melt down all the lost Callian. Arlene's feelings about Eila are blaming me, and I'm worried about Jan and Kiri going to find Kalian like the end of the world right now. And when I say that, and it's gone, I'm worried about the people upstairs who might be shriveled up and not be able to eat a single piece of grass properly. Since it was a life of mixed emotions, Lee was completely exhausted.

"And you. What's wrong with my ring?"

"I didn't break it. The guys who made you look like that broke it."

"What the hell is going on?"

Calian looks at his hands and shuts his mouth tightly.

- Wook Sin!

Chimi's heart, which could not cope with her emotions, struggled again. Bertin Kalian points his head at something I almost sat on. My head aches.

"Do you, Prince, like to hunt? '

I remember. I just remember.

I have just realized that the beautiful sensation of the sore remains in my head. Dry blood that was tangled on the back of the head where the swelling subsided comes from is on the fingertips of your hands.

'I enjoy hunting traps, Prince. I like rabbit traps and fox traps. More than that, I actually like the idea of surprises. Foxes in rabbit traps, lions in fox traps, and so on. Lion Trap.'

Head. I got hit in the head.

Khalian smiles for a long time, removing the crunchy blood trail to clean, just as he was trying to explain why he couldn't remember that day.

'· · · · · · · Seeing a cat like this is no less fun because.'

I had a long, long smile.

* * *

It was a deep night.

It was really, really a deep night, not that it was too late.

- If you act like a child on the edge of a cliff, I will. Do you think it will continue to be so?

The words I spit out came down in the dark.

Norton Ramirez.

Instead of chasing him, I suddenly stopped.

The country with the longest fence in this vast land was truly huge. The capital of the great nation was also large. It was not surprisingly wide, even if there was a place where people could not reach their feet at night.

"Wait a minute."

No passers-by.

A place where the long grass grew to the lap of Raven was wedged in the wind from all around. A place where the lights of distant buildings looked like thin stars, only dark and dark beside them. Suddenly, I went to such a desolate place and finally stopped.

"· · · · · · · Me a moment · · · · · · ·."

I stopped, forgetting who I was chasing.

- Forever. It doesn't die. It doesn't disappear.

- I think so.

The word that I kept spreading out endlessly got deeper in the middle of the night. The word that I didn't even know who the thorn was pointing at, I cast a deep shadow in the middle of the night in a beam of light.

Apologize. Apologize.

And so the memories that can't be undone become shadows. The tip of the foot that was turning was caught in the shadows. I just got so lost.

"Wait · · · · · · · Raven."

I bent at my waist and closed my eyes on Raven's neck, leaning against the hot neck of a big, silent beast and holding my breath. I held my breath to vomit out things I couldn't take out anywhere else.

- Sarak.

I don't know if it's been that long.

It smelled good.

You dry the snake's blood and smell like it was scattered on the petals. It smells like bitterness and has an irresistible scent.

- Pureung.

Raven smells it before Calian. Raven bends quietly as he moves his feet a few times. I was worried about the owner leaning on my back, so I put my knee on the ground slowly and very carefully. I let down my hot neck and put my long hair on the ground. A tail like the night sky, which was reluctant to even bury dirt, fell on the mud.

- Sarak.

Poisons, sleeping pills and anesthetics.

Every medicine that would interfere with your body's movement was filled with a disgusting and sweet scent inside your body that should not be.

You burned the bandage that Demirea touched.

I grabbed the sword again with the hand of the pill and gauze.

- Whoo-hoo!

A tingling sensation fills your head.

The tip of the red sword falters for a moment, and you find your place. I caught the scattered spirit.

"If I knew I'd see you again so soon, I should have prepared something for you."

I heard voices.

"Perhaps the Marquis has already strayed from the sword's path. I thought about it, but I wasn't sure, so I was preparing to meet someone I didn't think of, so · · · · · · Isn't this Serenti's intention, too?"

I heard some shit.

I have an idea of what happened. The sound of Raven breathing in her sleep, and him. I learned it thanks to Rashid Brissen's hilarious words.

"· · · · · · · If you know how much my son considers himself, the Marquis will love it. Baron Brissen."

Grey Brissen.

Kalian is trapped in a trap you've set up to get rid of him.

The missing one-armed prosecutor, Norton Ramirez, is nowhere to be seen. Instead, a lot of people gathered around me noticed. Kalyan sees it and disappears.

I have to be thankful for this or sick of this, because I've forced my mind to be freed.

I wonder what kind of a danu this is.

"Oh, man. I should say thank you."

"It's not something I'm particularly grateful for. If the Prince himself gives us the word, we will accept it with humility and gratitude."

"Good. But it doesn't look like I've forgotten who I am."

The wind blows.

"That said, I believed that if I was captured instead of the late Lord Bryson, there would be no turning back."

"Ahh. Behind my back."

Rashid raises his hand, his back horse off. He pointed once at his green eyes and replied.

"If the person who gave you this sick color will lose, right? even if things don't work out the way you planned, you have to live in a different direction next to a blocked road."

"Ah, there is such a way. As the baron has said, the late Viceroy Brissen couldn't kill me anytime."

"Yes, that's right, Prince."

"You keep bumping into me. Earl Briefly thought of Brissen had destroyed me, and I'm sure everyone will believe me. Not a bad alternative."

"You're so generous with compliments, I don't know what to do."

Lasid lowers his head, smiling brightly.

Calian smiles at Rashid, his closed eyes and his powerful hand about to open.

"Another good thing."

"What else do you say is lucky?"

"Me."

- Yuck!

- · · · · · · Sweeper!

Red light hits Khalian's back.

A short blade with a shape suddenly slits the throat of the man behind him. A sinister aroma that closely matches the redness spreads in the light of the moment.

- Unh!

A loud sound falls over the long grass.

You hear a voice telling you that there is one fewer of them besieging Kalian.

"· · · · · · · After getting rid of all the people gathered here."

- Tsk, tsk, tsk!

- Qasim!

- Kwung, Kwung, Kwung!

"A warlord scared of my son raised his own sword in this dark night. You could say that."

- Shhh!

- Kaga, Ka 'ang!

- · · · · · · · Qajik!

"It means there will be no backstabbing."

- Unh!

- Kuang!

The wind blows.

The clouds move and the moon shines. A long grass that needs to be watered with silver is full of red and unpleasant things. The red eye, who was looking at it indifferently, looked at the green eye.

"Isn't that right, Baron?"

Rashid nods with a satisfied face.

You give a voice of admiration, looking at the traces of others who have stumbled upon this earth.

"Of course. I can't help but hear that my eyes are delightful. When will I ever see such a beautiful face again?"

"Oh, it's just that I'm pretty. That's fine."

Calian smiles and looks around.

"I'd rather it all come out without trying to hide. What does the baron think? If not, the baron can come first."

"No, I'm a lifesaver, so I'm going to step up when the prince can't fall asleep anymore."

You can't be a coward.

Callian won't be able to get along well enough gradually, so there's no reason for Rashid to rush in front of him. Rather than being a coward, it would be right to take advantage of me.

"Yes. I'll see you in a minute."

"Yes, Prince. I look forward to it."

Rashid gives you a swift nod about the flying sword. He hides himself in the darkness with his sword in his hand.

Dozens of swords surrounding Kalian are covered in red light. More red death than that begins to tear them apart.

Swinging the sword without rest, blocking it and crossing it, I struggled hard enough to bite and pull myself together, and I endured it. Eventually.

- Phew!

Limits have come.

My head shakes. I can feel the blood rushing down my neck. I was unable to stop the vision from tilting as it became blurred, and eventually I lost the strength of my legs.

"I'm gonna go wash up first, so bring her to me when you're sober."

Whether it was the starlight in the sky, the light in the building, the pebble or grass stepped on, whether the place you wanted to cover was a spire, a lake, or a wall you were guarding or a promise.

I heard a voice in my head that couldn't tell it apart.

"I think I need to think about killing or using something else."

"Yes, I understand."

resentment for realizing you've always been in adverse condition, interest in Rashid, regret for walking in the wrong direction, and for not fighting in general.

"· · · · · · · Again."

The accustomed guilt of not being able to go back to where you need to go.

All of them mixed together and laughed.

Slowly, very slowly, I entered the abyss of my memory.

By the way.

Then.

"Wow, that's amazing. How could you do this to her?"

I heard an unexpected voice.

You hear the sound of the wind and the sound of screams scattered through the wind.

And then I fell asleep.

* * *

"· · · · · · · Adelia."

"Why, again?"

"Your birthday party. Tell him to come. I'll convince him, you or Randall, to leave the border door open."

"How did you know I was here for that?"

"Why else would you come?"

Adalia shrugs.

"I've spent five days looking for excuses, too. That doesn't work so good. Don't do that next time. It's only gonna get bigger."

Adelia smiles bloody.

He didn't just say that he would go to that body if he hadn't slept while spending time like that. That's why Callian didn't say thank you. Instead, I rebuilt the shaking body.

"Go somewhere."

"I'm going back."

"Just a little longer."

"Why."

"If there's any sudden rush of people up here, get out. You can't even use invisibility magic, can you?"

That's right. There are only four circles I can use.

No, I don't.

That's not the point.

"Where in the world do we need transparency?"

"Under the lamp."

With a clear understanding of Plants' short words, Calian frowns without understanding Adelia's short words.

"What?"

"Here, Earl Brissen."

"· · · · · · · Where?"

"The house of Grey Brissen. I asked the men I killed who attacked you, and they told me it was the son of this house. So I dropped you off here, told your dad to come find you, and I thought I'd sort it out. But when he didn't come to the house and I watched for a while, things got a little rough between the owner and his son. If you're found here, I think the person who attacked you will only do good. So I tried to take you out again and hide you somewhere else. But..."

"Well, what else?"

"Your father's knights came here and searched. He was trying to get here, so I sent him back with a hallucination. And then a guy named Grey Brissen shut the house down completely. I was a little embarrassed, so I thought about it."

"· · · · · · · Why do you think then, Adelia?"

"Did you see the Wizard move around? Anyway, when the bear thought about it, it seemed like things got a little complicated. When you were found here, I thought that if the owner or the owner's son made some evidence, it would be a problem for your father who couldn't find you even after sending someone to this house without a secret passageway. You're good at manipulating and arguing with evidence these days. That's why I've been thinking about it. Is he really okay to leave now?"

Oh, I see.

"· · · · · · · Adelia · · · · · · · ·."

The whole of the Marquis of Brissen will be handed over to Rashid Brissen for kidnapping Prince Grey Brissen.

I can't wait to get up there and talk to Grey Bricen. I don't need them all. Grey Brissen would still be alive to ask Adelia to just kill them all.

However, if we wait another day or two until our bodies are better, it is obvious that we do not need to see what will happen to the one in the royal palace.

"Oh · · · · · · · · What should I do, this."

I just want things to get really crazy when I get caught up with Brissen, so this time I hear Kalian, who has given me a flimsy head instead of a throbbing.

I have a headache like that, so I forgot to mention Adelia that they suddenly got busy here.

I told him to secretly move the Balkans and bring out your brother, who is locked up in the Marquis, who manipulated the evidence, got into a number of fights, politics, whatever, and pulled out half of the Balkans. Alan Manasil and Kyrie are both standing on each side of the fence to save their own lives.

The successor of this country who started threatening to kill you all if you don't give me my brother right now, standing in front of the Grand Marquis like that.

"· · · · · · Holy shit."

It was completely unnoticed that Plants Rune Cairis came to pick up his brother.

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