How to Live as the Enemy Prince

When the moon is low and the sun has not yet risen.

Naranca and Astricia's earliest morning bakeries and newspaper shops have just lit up, diligent people get up and tidy up on their beds, and crouched birds spread their wings.

But most people and most animals haven't woken up yet.

- · · · · · · Cock.

A very small sound is heard from the window.

The morning breeze seems to be damp.

Most of the people who would fall into their deepest sleep opened their eyes silently, noticing the change that they would neither hear nor feel. The pale, crystal eyes in the middle of the darkness just blurred towards the open window.

"It's me. Don't throw the knife."

The content is tender, but only the voice is serene.

As if they had already known that no matter how loud they came in, they would be caught immediately.

"I know, Ella."

After a short answer, Calian wakes up.

Eila pauses for a moment, not knowing that the voice is much different than usual. Soon, however, I took a quiet step back and sat next to the bed where Callian was lying.

Calian's gaze shifts when she sees Eila. I looked out the window that was passing by when the night passed but it was darker. Shake momentarily along the long hair breeze.

Aila opened her mouth, looking at the blue feet that seemed to be long stretched out into the night sky instead of this white room that was blocked on all sides, and her eyes were cold and mysterious.

"Do I have to ask if you're the Prince I know? You've changed more than I thought. What if it's the same person?"

"Well, what can I say? Maybe I should just say I haven't bought a daughter yet."

On her natural return, Eila laughs with a sound resembling the summer breeze.

"McDreamy."

You can see Eila's neck wrapped around the inside of a woman's collar. Kalian turns his head to look at it and opens his mouth.

"Why did you come to the window leaving the door intact?"

"Why, are you so excited to be here?"

"Sullivan. Of course."

Anyway, I'm too bad at lying.

Eila gives a light voice to Kalian's shameless lies, since no matter how much she looks like it won't change.

"I heard you wouldn't let anyone in here. I wonder if that knight of McDreamy is standing in the way. If I thought I didn't have it, I'd just come to the door."

"Just come to the door, if you can. You're gonna get caught grabbing the window, so don't use that arm to hold onto the wall."

"Okay, but why isn't that article here? I thought you'd be there."

"It's Kiri. The people below me should call each other names, too. Anyway, I sent him in to rest."

There were no words in Kiri.

The man who wandered around without rest all four days was forced to let him in because it was not just Silk Plants.

"I couldn't sleep well, but I feel like I'm being noisy."

"Because I get to see the real McDreamy?"

"Yes."

You look a lot like King Chase, though.

Eila mutters as if to herself, looking at Kalian.

I looked at the sharp line of face and eyes, the eyes and hair of pale light, and the broad shoulders that do not seem to match the current name. I looked at the hands that no one thought belonged to the royal family.

"It wasn't the bracelet I lent you, but the prince seems to be making a fuss, too."

"What's my speed, Tina?"

"Yes, I can see that."

A sigh or a smile emanates from Calian's mouth.

"Strange. Strange, familiar, unfamiliar. So, yes."

"I didn't think McDreamy would change that without being unfamiliar."

"I didn't know it was going to be like this, either."

"I don't know why I changed it, then."

Eila asked a lot of questions today.

I kept talking while I hated a lot of things.

I think I'm sorry that Kalian got hurt because of me. I feel like I'm trying to comfort Calian for being like this. Maybe I was just bored just being locked up for treatment.

Suddenly, I thought about it, and my lips were just as red as Calian's.

"It's just, somehow,"

"You don't want to go back?"

"I want to go back. Can't you do this?"

"Rather than no. It's lonely."

"Not really."

By the time I thought about getting that smile a little darker, Kalian continued.

"I didn't want to go back. I wish I was, but I'm not anymore. Now I have things to lose when I go back."

"Did you lose me?"

"Raven. My precious Raven. It's bad to lose it."

In the end, Eila left before Bern did, and now she doesn't.

I don't think it will tell me what I have gained from my life again, what I will lose if I take it back.

Eila smiles and opens her mouth again.

"People live, then. Of course you will. Whether you want to or not."

"Yes · · · · · · · Yes."

"Well, I'm glad you didn't do it for the reason I thought you did."

Kalian nods.

With a shaking motion, blue hair flows down like scattered hair. Eila, who was watching it, quietly asked.

"If you can't tie your arms because you're uncomfortable, will you tie them up? I came all this way to save you, so I can give you that."

It was not uncomfortable to use my arms. I didn't forget how to tie it.

Tie it up, and it'll get lonely.

So I did.

Khalian looks at Aelle for a moment and opens his mouth quietly.

"Yes. Please, Ella."

Eila, who got up from her seat with a nod, pulls out a handkerchief resembling that of the sea. I gathered the hair I left behind without knowing what to do.

"Your hair is really long."

"It looks good on you."

"This long makes it very uncomfortable to use a knife."

"Instead, it's very cool."

"Then let's keep it now. Why don't you grow one?"

"I'm so good. If she's prettier than she is now, she's not gonna bring the frills back."

"Ah · · · · · · · · · Cannot be sucked."

A small laugh erupts from Calian's mouth.

Then I took out a slightly different answer.

"Dark-haired, it used to be a little longer than now. I used to be the forehead, but when I saw it, I had someone who remembered something other than me, and I still do. Later. But when it's okay, I think about it."

Instead of answering, Eila continues to move her hands. I don't know how, but I tied my long hair up high like Bern did. Then I came back and sat down.

Until then, Calian opens his mouth.

"And the way it used to be. I met someone similar to me. I think we should call in the same guy to confront him. So I did."

Why did you pull Bern's face out in front of Rashid? I gave him the correct answer later.

"Rashid Brissen?"

As soon as Ella heard what she had hidden in the word "somehow," she asked.

"Yes. A serpent with a scent in his hand and a poison in his mouth. How to deal with it, that's how it turned out."

"You didn't do that when you were dealing with Devil."

"He was on top of my head."

"Still."

A few moments later, Eila pulls something out of the window, gazing into Calian's brighter, radiant eyes. And I put it on Callian's lap.

A fine handwritten note with a subtle twist.

A bunch of paper that Eila wrote herself.

"Are you here to give me this?"

"If not, I wouldn't have come. It's not easy to climb walls. Besides, I hate being sick."

"· · · · · · The one who hates being sick has a broken collarbone, a hole in his side, a sword, a wall and writing. Either way, you or me and Hina are going to hate it."

"I can't help it. I told you, I want you to kill Rashid Brissen. That's all I have to do to ask."

Rashid Brissen.

Calian picks up the document, smiling as he sees the information written out in detail.

"I wouldn't even be out there. How'd you find out?"

"It leaks too. I asked him to buy me sparkling water."

Oh, right. Jeonseo-gu.

"Still there, by the way."

"I'm still here. And don't forget about Prince Chase, because he forgot to call you in."

"Yes, I won't forget."

"And don't forget, catching snakes is not a snake. Snake catches snake. Snakes are for rats."

"Then who catches the snake?"

"Snakes."

Eila stares at Kalian.

I looked at the red eyes that had been closed for a while, not the bright eyes.

"Cats have to catch it."

I made a curve to produce the light that was acquired by the bright eyes.

"Yes · · · · · · · ·. I see."

Cats catch snakes.

That's true.

I didn't even know the cat caught the snake. I kept calling the snake. Since they were stuck together to stick their teeth in each other's bodies, they sinned. There is no way they can win. I can't help but choke.

Calian smiles as if he had finally realized one thing. You smile for a long time and look up at her.

"Eila."

"Yes."

To Aelle, who answers the call, Callian hands her something instead of a horse. I looked down at the blue eyes in my hands, trained not to be disturbed by the dark.

A thin ring.

It was a dark silver ring with black light.

After holding it in his hand and touching it a few times, Eyla did not take out the voices such as, "Prince Aelle, did you marry the Duke because of me?" Instead, I opened my mouth slightly surprised.

"This is money, but you can't get it."

"What, you recognize it?"

"I wonder if anyone had any strange hobbies of shattering dragon bones. I saw it when I was getting tired."

Kalian nods.

"It's for communication. Of course, but you can use it even if you can't handle magic. So if anything happens, call it a magic bullet. Be quiet."

"If I call you, will you save me again?"

"We have to save him."

"What if I sing too much?"

"Even if you sing a lot."

"What if I keep calling you?"

"You can keep singing."

Communication supplies Alan handed over to Callian as soon as he got back to Wilhelm's Coffin. One of them is handed over to Allen and the other two are handed over to Eila. Eila remembers Eila without worrying because she will continue to do dangerous things.

"Good. Confident."

"Eila."

"Yes."

"Do you want to do a story?"

As if I liked the ring without any worthwhile ornament, Aelle immediately put it in her hand. She raises her head in surprise.

"Gather information."

"That's a story, too. You can do both."

"If someone catches you after you become a knight, you'll be in trouble."

"I'm the one who should be troubled by that."

"If I were a knight, I'd look unbelievably cool. I'm so good."

"You don't think you can handle it?"

"Not a man you can't afford, prince."

"I know."

"I will. Your knights? Or the Balkans?"

"You're not going to give it to your brother, I..."

"Why?"

"Tell me a few times. It's mine."

"Then I bought her an inexpensive virgin."

"Can I buy you something expensive?"

"I don't want to."

"Look. You will."

"I'll do it."

Knock, knock.

Eila gives the answer.

"Your knights."

"You said you didn't like expensive girls. I'm a knight."

"Say it. Say it. Say it. Why?"

"I like it."

Eila smiles slightly.

He said, pointing to his sea head, which had just flowed down like Khalian before.

"If you don't like it, you can find a new owner while you buy a new daughter. Conclusion."

"Yes, we can do that."

Bern nods, smiling.

"Do the story. Eila."

This time.

Eila.

* * *

Mostly not surprised

Before I could bring out the feeling of surprise from something, my fast thinking head moved first, and I lived with no surprise thanks to my head finding the cause of the situation I was in.

Needleen asked me once. I hope it's not inconvenient.

So I said, I don't know why it's so uncomfortable because it's always been there since the memory started. It was an honest answer.

If it were Arsen, he would have said something like that, but Niedelen did not.

'Sometimes I wonder if you need to rest without thinking. Glad you're not uncomfortable, Deputy Commander.'

I said thank God.

Now I know it's not an overstatement, but a concern.

Anyway.

At this moment, Plants looked forward to carefully remembering how surprised he had been and how much he had talked to Needleen about surprises along with the 'surprises'.

There is only one reason why such an accident occurred in my head.

Something surprising has happened.

- Udada-dad!

-Tudadak!

The pink soles of the feet walked past the document with a subtle note of the reasons for the rejection in a beautiful handwriting. A slightly smaller, dark purple sole made one more dark footprint.

· · · · · · · It's okay.

It's familiar.

- Food!

- Percussion!

- Cheolphuduk · · · · · · ·!

A yellow-sized, large and wide foot larger than Lucy, rising above the desk, leaves one more giant footprint on the tracks of the two cats.

This is not very familiar.

But that doesn't surprise me. That's what happens when the head of the Wizard Association, who is the co-caretaker of that duck, leaves.

No, what's amazing.

"Quite a bit, quack!"

- Food duck!

"Meow!"

"Niang · · · · · · · ·!"

Is it true that this situation can happen in the executive offices of the most powerful military on the continent? Even with this good head, we still have no answer to him.

"· · · · · · · · · · · Ha."

Plants quietly rise from their seats, and once the three animals' joyful moments are cleared of the evenly written paper to one side. Anyway, I wrote down the reason for returning the documents.

Once upon a time, I would have asked Arsen or Needleen to clear their footprints, but now that there are so many of them, I just give up.

Instead of hating paperwork with cat and duck tracks, it's a place where people send documents that are purposefully returnable in order to collect them by type.

It's a plant that remembers with its good head who sends out the number of return documents, and yet it's a plant that takes care of it three times, so they don't know they're doing it only three times, but they're taking care of it three times.

- Jubbuck.

Plants moves on after something so urgent.

"Deputy commander Camelon is really going somewhere."

"I'm not going. Outside."

A blue-haired maniac with a head bigger than his working head interrupts and hears Plants' exit.

"Are you going to see the prince?"

"Dinner."

"Are you going to eat with our prince?"

"Why."

"I want to go, too."

"Why."

"Do you know how many people want to die wondering who Prince 3rd was disguised as because of the hair on his magnificent back?"

"By the way."

"I'm one of them."

Seeing what he said, he must have forgotten what he stepped on at the feet of the Great One.

Plants looks down slowly at the blue-haired maniac blessed by forgetfulness. And I walked straight to the door, leaving the bullshit I just heard, the cat crying and the duck purring behind me.

"I'm just as worried about my Prince Siegfried as you are."

"I haven't even met my brother's acolyte yet."

"I know. I know why you would never show it to Prince Siegfried. But wouldn't it be okay for you to see me?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Great ability to meet, dream quickly, and meet the wrong people to go to war with, and to be praised after one reflex instead of a lifelong blue-haired wizard."

Crazy bastard.

Chimi barely swallows a harsh horse, and Plants reaches for the door. Arsenal, who hears it in denial and looks sad, hears a voice filled with annoyance.

"Leave the duck."

Arsen rises from his seat, smiling.

"Even if you go, if you don't like it."

"If the prince doesn't like it, I'll return without a word."

Plants nods.

Then you and Arsen head down to the short-range movement magic group set up inside the building in Wilhelm Cove, then go down to the third floor. There were many injuries, large and small, so there were separate treatment rooms.

I couldn't use a healing technique, but I walked in with three greetings from enough therapists to make a simple diagnosis and treatment. I walked a long way past the busy Veronica and the pharmacists to check on the sleeping pills that put Calian to sleep.

The deepest, biggest treatment room where two knights block the entrance and keep no one inside.

- Cheers.

I walked in and reached out my hand and opened the door.

I can see an enormous amount of food, as if I just set it up. It was never seen as a quantity for two, but it was not particularly surprising that Calian had never filled his stomach with a meal of one tooth.

You can see the white curtain that has fallen down on one side of the treatment room so that others can't see it. I was not surprised at this, because I must have just left it there to hide from the servants who would have flown food here earlier.

- Jubbuck.

After taking his eyes off him, Plants sets up Arsen behind him.

"Kalyan."

And I summoned Calian to let him know that Arsenal is here.

Then I suddenly regretted it.

I didn't think it was a good decision for Haefl Plants and Arsen to come to Bern together.

- Tak.

Plants turns his feet back.

When I opened my mouth to say I can't go back.

"Oh, you're here?"

Bright, playful, and always upright.

I heard a voice from inside the curtain that never seemed to bend.

- Fuck!

And like that voice, the indecisive touch lifted the curtain.

Chocolate-colored unruly hair, golden eyes of sunset, and a self-confident smile that may never go away.

"It's been a while, no. It's been a long time, hasn't it? Am I early?"

A person who gives a handshake with a smile.

After discovering Arianne Lin's appearance, I was surprised.

Seeing such plants, after arriving here earlier than expected, Arianne once again smiled in wonder that her old friend's face looked a lot like my fiancé.

"Nice to meet you, low on green."

With Arianne standing in front of her, my brother in the bed behind her, the hand Arianne handed over to shake her hand, and Plants, who was silently looking at my brother's big hand once, swallowed a long breath.

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