How to Live as the Enemy Prince

There is a sound of wind on the leaves.

The sound of the leaves swaying in the wind should be the sound of the wind, or the sound of the leaves.

Le Maine turns her head as she recalls an untrue thought.

Dark and dark like the hair of a light, even in black, under the dark night sky is a full of rose branches that grow spontaneously. The leaves tangled and entangled with each other, repeating their mute.

- Dead. Dead. Dead.

- Saaaa · · · · · · · · ·.

Le Maine's gaze is slightly further away. Between the sound of the wind or the sound of leaves, you see a small palace filled with emptiness and silence.

Landel's room, Plants' room, and Calian's room.

The room where the owner's mind has been gone for a long time, the room where the owner hasn't walked properly for many days, and the room where the owner hasn't returned for many days.

Remain's eyes were alternately looking at three places where no one would stay intact for a long time in the room with the lights out on the third floor. Then I took another step.

Len, the escort who was following you, opens his mouth quietly.

"Your Grace."

Siona left it in the Palace of Arfia and accompanied only Ren. It was Le Maine's reassurance that I wasn't so worried, but I wasn't entirely confident enough to grant her permission to enter Chermill Palace.

In just one step, Ren makes a cautious voice towards Remain, looking back slightly.

"Are you sure you don't want to turn your back on?"

"It's okay. Let it go."

"It's very dark around here."

All the other acolytes, including Grand Chamberlain Raul, had left behind. You make your way without letting the knights guarding the entrance to Chermil Palace know your steps. However, if you turn your back on it, it would be useless to announce the King's visit.

"Now that I'm used to it, I don't want to make a fuss."

"· · · · · · · Understood."

In this vast garden, like a well-built maze, I became accustomed to not getting lost without a single light. Instead of coming to see my first son, I found this place all day long, so I didn't even know it was there.

I couldn't come every day. I couldn't keep up with the timing. It was just that whenever I had time, whenever I had a lot of thoughts, I waited for one night and came back so many times for winter and spring.

Then maybe one day we'll run into Randall with coincidental steps. I used to expect that when I came here, but today was different.

Unlike the other days, today was not the way I came for Randall.

"We are searching in many ways, and news of Prince Kalian will reach us soon."

"· · · · · · · Yes."

"So why don't you turn around? You haven't been to Camilla Palace in four days. I know you're worried, but you should rest for a while."

Accidentally, he is the oldest person on the continent, but he has never been gone this long. We just need to confirm that Kalian is alive because of the oath we swore to protect Plants' heart. We don't know anything else.

Nevertheless, Le Maine was unable to express her concerns about her youngest son in front of others. Even so, I couldn't keep pressure on it completely, so I continued to walk to Chermill like this.

"Until today. I'll do it tomorrow."

Remain's low voice, which could no longer be heavy, answered.

Len knows that he couldn't beat Raul.

However, I think that if Remain spent the night in the Imperial chambers of the Arfia Palace today, he might have a bigger vision inside Remain than Calian.

Ren decides to send Remain to Camilla's bedroom somehow, instead of trying to speak again, he turns his gaze towards the entrance to the rose garden.

- Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

It was the sound that began to come from afar.

The sound of footsteps without a scratch.

A little squeak that follows.

Remain still staring at the Chermill Palace, until you hear nothing.

"Your Majesty, come here now."

- Pa!

But this time, a bright light blocked Len's mouth.

The magical lamps that had been extinguished, installed all over the rose garden, illuminated in a single moment.

Then Remain turns his head toward the entrance, not knowing anyone was coming here.

- Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

The footsteps are getting closer.

As you can hear in Remain's ears, you can still tell whose footsteps it is.

- Jubbuck, Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

- · · · · · · Outstanding.

The opposing team's feet falter as they find Remain at their own pace in the garden where they left the fire untouched.

It felt like an hour had passed.

"· · · · · · See you."

A steady voice heads for Remain.

On the day you didn't expect to see him, Le Maine's movements stopped. It was hard to express just the words "hello" and "sorry." Then he delivered the answer in a voice that he did not want to be shaken.

"Yes, Randall. It's been a while since I've seen you alone."

Randall's expressionless head shifts slightly. You look at Ren standing behind Remain and his servant Den once. It was a reprimand for not telling me why Remain had come and not knowing it. Of course, it was also a gesture that seemed like he didn't want to face Remain.

Remain opened his mouth, the only person who could not be so rude.

"I was worried that you wouldn't set foot in here anymore."

Remain's gaze touches the silver scissors in Den's hand. Randall pauses to answer, looking at the broken rose trees and quietly replies.

"I was just watching it grow because my hands weren't there."

"I can't believe my hands didn't go. Was there anything complicated on your mind?"

"You don't have to care."

Remain nods quietly, looking at Randel for a while.

"Yes, I will."

Whatever Le Maine doesn't want you to care about, whatever Le Maine doesn't care about. I will not interfere with anything.

"Tell me anytime if you need to. Whatever it is."

However, he added that the answer was no longer due to indifference. Even if you do, Randall thinks he won't be needing Remain's help, but nonetheless, he adds.

"I'm fine."

The nonsense of rejection returns.

"Yes."

A distance no further.

A street that is no longer far away.

The starting point for the new relationship was still far away, but unfortunately, Remain was quietly rejected. Because I know that even if I give up my life and get rejected as Alan has said several times, I will not be able to pay for everything I've done.

"I'm sorry for walking without your permission. I'll be back. Take a look around."

"You were worried."

Then came the question.

Le Maine was unable to answer this unexpected question.

Is it a worrying about Calian.Is it a worrying about everyday Plants? Is it always a worrying about old Randall? The reason I came here for three days was because of Kalian, but it's hard to say one thing even in Chermil Palace. Now it's hard to keep my mouth shut about who I care about.

Randall looks down, staring at Remain, who can't give him any answers. I didn't want to hear the answer, so I asked you to leave.

"Yes, bye."

- Tak, Tak, Tadahak!

Remain was about to leave, but he heard a rush of footsteps. The eyes of everyone gathered here turn to the sound that cannot be heard in the palace.

The bright magic lamp made it easy to recognize that it was the Grand Chamberlain Raul. Thanks to Le Maine's face, it reminds me of my happiness and concern. That's why we didn't know if we were coming back to find Kalian or to deliver the bad news.

"Your Grace."

Raul, who couldn't breathe, immediately opened his mouth.

"Plants came back after he went out."

"He must have left with the Peacock Siegfried."

"Yes, Your Majesty. That's right."

Remain nods.

I already know that I went out for a while with Demirea and the Knights of Siegfried. It was also said that it was about Calian not returning, and that Siegfried and the Knights of the Balkans escorted him and gave him their permission.

"If that's the case, I already know."

"But · · · · · · · ·."

Raul hesitates.

I used to have this look on my face when I told her that Kalian had escaped. Le Maine, who had become a relieved face for only a moment, once more looks uneasy. Come to think of it, you shouldn't have jumped all the way to Chermill to tell her about Plants coming back from his trip.

"I went out again."

"Again?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. After returning immediately after His Majesty's arrival here, I went out again a little while ago."

It was too late.

If there is a reason, I can't let you stay outside the palace for long.

"Send knights back to the palace."

"Yes, but..."

That's why Raul saw Remain answering, lowering his head even more.

"I took the Balkans out. I led about half of Balkans' wizards and knights to the interim Marquis of Bricen."

Le Maine has lost her words.

I never thought I'd hear my son say in life, no matter his name, that he took an army under my command and raided a noble mansion.

"First, send the commander, Manasil."

"I went with you, Your Grace."

"You mean Lord Manasil?"

"Yes, and Lieutenant Hertz is here to explain the situation."

· · · · · · Blinking.

Lemaine's eyes close very slowly. A long sigh followed.

"Ren."

"Yes."

Arsenal waits to explain the situation, but remains silent and watches over Randall. Lemaine continues.

"Lead Elazar to the Marquis of Brissen. Let Cesar know that this is not an act of authoritarianism, and keep an eye on the situation, but support it if there is a conflict."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Katabuta nods without saying anything else.

Raul hurries in front of Ren. Then I opened my mouth.

"I think it would be best if Deputy Chief Hertz explained to you first, Your Majesty."

"Do I need to hear an explanation? Calian must have taken Balkan because he thought he was on the Marquis of Brissen. Otherwise, Captain Manasil wouldn't have joined us. Isn't that right?"

"The baron has already searched the area. I thought Prince Kalian wasn't there."

"We don't know what Grey Brissen did, so we can't be sure there wasn't a prince just looking for one."

"But, Your Majesty. It is not clear Prince Kalian is there, and it is not good for you to move Elazar again without knowing why Balkan is there."

"Raul."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Deputy Commander Hertz is here to keep me quiet. If I had sent Elazar away again and without Khalian, I'd be in trouble, so he'd want to take responsibility for Prince Plants' willingness to move the Balkans. Isn't it?"

Now Raul was not on Brycen's side. I was trying to stop the rush for Remain. Ren and Raul, who just followed Remain's orders, had a different job to do.

If the Remains' Guards are back there, but they don't have Calian this time, it won't be a problem. So, keeping the situation quiet, if you don't like it, you can easily tell the prince who is immortal to prepare for his mistake.

Plants would have left Arsen behind because he wanted to.

If one of us has to take responsibility, one deputy commander should remain intact.

"This will not end in trouble, Your Grace. Brissen may not end up with a mild collision."

"Collision. Can we do that?"

"· · · · · · · Electricity."

"I'll take care of taking care of the responsibility, so let's stop wasting time."

Remain gazes at Ren, covering Raul's mouth as if to say no more.

"Make haste."

"Yes, I understand."

Ren looks down once more and walks past Raul. Remain tapped Raul's worried face and turned his head toward Randall. And I opened my mouth as if nothing had happened.

"I'm sorry for the commotion. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Randall, who had been watching Le Maine for a moment, bows his head as if not before. Then he walks past Remain and into the garden.

Only when Randall is invisible did Remain take a deep sigh.

"Half of the Balkans."

And hurriedly set foot towards the Arfia Palace. Now that my son had an accident, I was ready to clean up again.

Whatever Plants does, it's only a matter of time before Calian gets back safely. I know you're busy.

Anyway, Alan insisted that you use it well.

* * *

Lower voice.

Strange low voice.

Remain's low voice echoes through the air of the Arfia Palace. Alan's low voice wrapped around the calf's warmest feather. The low voice of Randall, which seems to have been planted one by one. Demirea's low voice melts the huge rock that sustains the world. A low voice in Kiri, with a handful of deep footprints engraved on the calm side of the river. The low voice of Plants, as if swallowed by the fog rising from the moonlit lake.

Many of those voices and another low voice rang in the reception room.

"I think I heard of Baron Brissen. That's right."

"Yes, that's right. Rashid Brissen."

Kalian has changed. I have seen him change.

Grey saw, understood the situation. I looked relieved.

Kiri sees. She notices. I hid my greetings and concerns.

Alan sees. He recognizes. I barely swallowed my sore face.

Rashid sees. He knows what to do. I burst into laughter.

Plants, however, did not see it.

It looks like rain drops hanging from the ends of the grass after the rainstorm has passed, or like the last letter left on the parchment of Taman Bay, or like pieces of columns that were carved little by little while guarding the ruined old kingdom grounds alone.

"Since I introduced myself, shouldn't there be something coming back?"

"Ah. About me."

"That's right."

No, I don't.

More than that.

"· · · · · · · Well. What should I say?"

I couldn't finish smoking, so I shook my head because the low voice seemed strange as if the black rose petals were scattered one by one in the wind. I think he looks familiar.

The person who gave me the bracelet to change its appearance was Plants himself, but I didn't expect him to show up like this. And most of all,

- Tsk.

One big hand just grabbed Plants by the shoulder to turn around.

I couldn't turn back thanks to you. I couldn't turn my head. I finally gave up looking back because I remembered what my brother said that he wasn't going to show his cheeky face yet. I didn't. I didn't.

Even though he didn't say anything, he smiled as if he understood what he meant and saw Kalian looking at his head all the time.

"I don't want to give you a special name. I said hello, but I'm not actually happy to say hello."

"You don't seem very pleased with me to say hello."

However, Rashid's remarks did not change a bit. The fact that the magical items for disguises were prohibited in Cairys did not mean that they were unknown. A moment ago, I knew what had happened.

Plants had never intended to deceive Rashid in the first place. What matters is justification, because it's not true. Knowing it better than Plants, Calian turns his head in place of the answer, who talked to him without changing his original tone. Then I looked into Kiri's eyes, which were closer than ever.

"Do I look older than my father?"

Plants looks forward, surprised, because the voice was not small. And then I saw the silent membrane surrounded.

"No, Prince."

Kyrie replied with care so that her mouth could not be seen.

If the question is directed at Plants, do you not care about the wounded or do you think you will bark in this situation if you change your appearance? But the opponent is loyal. This led to a very serious answer.

"You're much younger. It's not much different than usual."

"· · · · · · · That's good."

So now is the time.

Callian grins, checking the age of my appearance.

Plants frowns, knowing exactly what she's going to look like without even looking.

"I wonder what my brother is thinking."

Still not showing his face, not concealing the smell of blood coming out of the open wound again as his body got bigger. I heard a strange low voice.

"My brother used to sing the scent with his hands. I reminded myself of what my hands had buried on the water. Would it be any different? I have to do what you did to protect him, too."

"Then why don't you show me that face?"

"He's so handsome. I'm afraid you'll get wet."

After a joke, Calian turns his head.

Then, the one who stood slightly aside, he looked beyond the trellised trunk, barely holding his head to the ground.

Then he opens his mouth, looking at the man who is particularly irritating in plain sight without getting caught.

"Rashid Brissen. I asked you if you weren't happy."

"That's right. That's what I asked."

"It can't be that sweet."

Just before he came down from the cliff drunk, but fell asleep for only two days and then woke up alive, he welcomed the glorious youth.

"I saw a man who looked like a frozen, melted lettuce fly howling on my poor father's back and touching the sky."

The sound of a short gust of wind came from Plants' mouth as he confronted my brother in true wrath.

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