How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Crisp.

A sliced, dried apple makes a cheerful sound.

About the time I passed it over my neck, the darker the sweeter I chewed, there was a bright light on the transparent plate in front of me. Thanks to that, I quickly put down another snack. And he greeted the revision he had just studied.

"Your Majesty, it's been a long time."

whether you're talking to them at four in the morning, whether you're talking to them right after you've done what you've been doing for a day or two in the night, whether you're talking to them right after you're out of a meeting with some noncommunicative aristocrats.

Speak when you sink deep into the matter of the Kalian.

"Arianne."

Sometime and again, a kind voice comes back.

Even the mouth of Arianne, who was happy and welcomed, heard a bright, cheerful voice as if the dried apple was crispy.

"It's the Oval Office. Have you been working long enough?"

"No, I went for a walk with my mother this morning."

"Yes, well done."

I wanted to tell her in person that I was arriving earlier than expected at Cairosis and I wanted to talk to her face. That's why Arianne asked Kalian to borrow the crystal plate.

Kalian gave me something I couldn't use right away.

Of course, I didn't forget to speak to Chase in advance through the ring I gave to Plants. I was waiting for Bern to show up in the bay. I thought I should have known it wasn't Calian, even if I had to contact the quartermaster.

"What are you doing now?"

"I'm checking the report."

"Report?"

"There's going to be an earthquake in the northeast region and there's going to be a meeting this afternoon. I was reviewing earlier reports."

"Earthquake? Did you have an earthquake?"

"It's been happening a lot these days."

"It's not okay if it happens because it happens a lot. What's the damage?"

"Actually, I already knew that. I told you to be prepared. Passed unscathed."

"Thank goodness. You're not implying that you know everything that's gonna happen, are you?"

"Well said. Nothing's wrong with me."

"But always be careful."

Chase nods.

"Yes. Don't worry, Arianne."

"Yes. What about lunch? Haven't you eaten?"

"No. I had lunch with the lords of the Sport area."

"Oh, I like the nobles of that region."

"Pleasant."

"Did you talk well?"

"Well done."

"Did you eat something good?"

"Of course. I had something delicious. It's luncheon."

"Did you eat a lot?"

"I ate a lot."

"Did you miss me?"

After a constant baptism of questions, Chase bursts out a silent smile. Arianne smiled at her fatigued face and saw a proper smile.

Chase replied as if to cast a dazzling look at Arianne's sunset eyes.

"I miss you, Arianne. Anytime."

"Yeah, me too."

I'm glad to see the face I've been wanting to see since the day I left Secreta. When Chase came here last year, all he had to do was wait around like this.

Arianne kept her mouth shut for a while, looking at her husband's face, who was a little tired and a little tired. Chase, who is busy and busy, looks at Arianne quietly, even though he has a lot to do.

"Your Grace."

"Yes."

"I've informed His Majesty here that Sir Castrin has been brought. Sir Chamberman's face, I'm sure, but I did tell him."

"I heard about it. I think it's best to send a letter of understanding to King Cairus."

"That's right. I don't want you to find out, but if you do, you should apologize."

"Yes. I'll do it because I've been spotted."

Arianne nods her head again.

"But the palace is really big here. I ride in a wagon in the palace. Someone thinks this is the palace the Builders married and built with the Sispanian mainland. It really is as big as a dragon's life."

"It was. It was huge."

"Yes. There are small robberies, hills, fountains and wooden corridors in the palace. Oh, there's a spruce tree in front of the Rubia Coffin that I'm staying in, and I'm surprised it looks exactly like the one you just planted. And I love the trail around the Senho Canal. There's a big lake in Chermill Palace. I've never been there."

"It's a big lake, but there's a big rose garden behind it. Of course it looks good. It's a good place to stay, Chermill Palace."

"I see. I should say I'd like to go when I get a chance."

"Yes. Do it, Arianne."

"Yes. And then, I met Sir Hertz and I had dinner. I met Sir Bern the healer and the Peacock here. I haven't really talked to him yet, but he said hello."

"Have you met so many people already?"

"We met."

"Yes, well done."

Arianne took a dried apple and put it in her mouth, informing her of both her feelings and the situation at the palace. Chase heard the crunchiness.

"Marquis Lynn worries a lot about you."

"Are you worried about me?"

Surprisingly, Arianne's eyes turned round. Soon it became a face that seemed to know why.

There's only one thing you should be worried about when Lazian Lynn goes abroad. Arianne, who had carefully considered Mother's heart, smiled and said.

"You're afraid I'm going to drink a lot."

"You know. I don't know what to worry about."

"Almost my mother. All right, I'm gonna have a drink. Don't worry about it."

"Yes."

Chase disappears, knowing that it's an unfulfilled promise.

Arianne's mouth opens small, looking at her face quietly.

"Your Grace."

"Yes."

"Calian's face changed. You noticed, and he told me you noticed. He was worried I might make a mistake."

"· · · · · · · Yes."

"Would it be lonely for you to tell me about your encounter with Calian?"

The eyes of Borat across the crystal sheet were closed for a moment.

"You'll be curious, welcoming, happy, sorry, and a little bit lonely."

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah, but it's going to be okay."

"Because of me?"

"Yes, I have you."

Arianne opens her mouth, smiling at Chase like a snowstorm forest.

"Your brother really looks a lot like you. But unlike you, there are scars everywhere you look. Not on your face, but with sharper eyes, much lighter eyes, longer hair than you, and a smile similar to yours. But I like your voice better. He looks a lot like you right now, but he's younger."

Arianne's voice echoes as if clapping her back.

"It's still Calian. Speech, behavior, they're all like you. But it was when I saw it."

"Did it look like that?"

"Yes, it was Callian."

"Thank goodness."

"So stop worrying. Don't be lonely."

Chase nods quietly.

"Yes, I will."

"Yes."

Arianne, short answer, turns her head for a moment and looks somewhere. Then he turns his head back to the crystal plate and opens his mouth.

"I've got somewhere to be. I've got to talk to you. I'll call you back."

"Do you have a date?"

"No, that's not it · · · · · · · Not long ago, Kalian almost died from the smell of sleeping pills. That's why I hear he looks like that now. I hear you know that."

"Yes, I heard from Prince Plants."

"So these guys are trying to figure out what the sleeping pill material is, and the sleeper has something to do with Tensyl. But the grass from the Tensile is also from Cecretia. I know a little bit about the sacritic sleeping pills. So I said I'd teach you what I know, since I don't have much to do."

I knew a little, but I didn't.

It's better now, but Chase has been insomnia for a long time before he dreamed about Kalian. It's like Devil's insomnia is hereditary. Thanks to this, Arianne has become as knowledgeable of sleeping pills as the laws of Cecretia.

"Anyway, we really need to get going. Rest well, have a good meeting, and stay in good shape. Okay?"

"Okay. I'll be fine, Arianne."

"Yes."

Arianne waving her hand at the crystal plate, smiling as if she were a good girl. He then scatters his magic as he looks at Chase nodding his head.

Soon, Arianne took a light step outside.

* * *

I got kicked out.

To be precise, I was isolated.

I moved the treatment room to a different room than the noisy place where the originally used to be, where the sunny and cheerful madmen played well. It was moved.

Thanks to this, I can now see Camilla Palace, the home of Remain, far beyond the window, and the new Haycia Palace, which has begun to be built next to it. Simply put, I can barely see what is meaningless and uninteresting to Kalian now.

In addition, Kiri and Arsen's treatment rooms were prohibited. It is forbidden for Callian to leave the treatment room or jump through a spear. All the telecommunications bracelets that had been filled were moved to Plants' arms. It's all gone.

"Still · · · · · · · ·"

"Let's put in a word for too much."

"No, sir. He sent me out as soon as I finished my treatment. You don't have to do this."

"This is a fair bet. You told me not to lose."

"I told you not to lose. I didn't tell you to lock your brother up because he was too involved in winning. You don't need me to move him to the infirmary."

"Otherwise, how am I supposed to catch all those great hunts I've seen and heard about?

You're in isolation.

They were completely isolated until they got better and entered the hunt competition. I didn't know anything about what was out there. Good point. Quarantine. Completely contained.

"Adelia was there when I was locked up in the Marquis of Brissen."

"Well, well."

After trying to make my eyes round, Calian, who succeeded in sagging, gives a cheerful voice.

"Have you ever wondered how long a day it would be if you were sitting alone in this vast room? I don't have enough bodily injuries, so if I'm bored, that's just sad."

"Hold on."

It doesn't work.

Son of a bitch, no.

That downright noble brother is serious right now. His will to overcome my brother was really high, but soon he became truly abhorrent.

"Brother, you're really mean. I didn't know you were going to do this."

"You were the one who offered to bet first."

"Still. You lost all your horse opponents."

"You're here. So."

"· · · · · · · No. Talk to me, brother. Talking to my brother doesn't make it fun. It only makes me read. It's not reading, it's reading. I don't need that kind of learning. I need a horse."

"Then stay alone."

"No, stay. Reading is fun. Yeah, well. It's fun when people are improving."

Yeah, I don't know what to do.

Brother, you should be here.

Callian gives up on the crying, teasing the fork in his hand. In that gesture, Castella, who put the sweet potato puree in a round and placed it on a blueberry syrup, rolled over the plate.

Plants looks down at Amon's dessert and raises one lip.

"If you don't like it, you can keep biting."

"If you get bit, you're going to say that again."

"Why doesn't it make sense?"

"You're worried that I'm going to have to deal with Balkan like I used to. And you listen to it in words. I hear them barking."

"You. Manners."

"Not for a while. I'm a teenager, too."

Castella, who was rolling around on a voracious syrup, eventually melts away. Her bright eyes stare down at it for a long time, revealing it in yellow.

Maybe it was Plants that followed the way Kalian dealt with Silica. To catch the Devil.

Likewise, this time. I'm worried about being buried in the past, so I'm stubborn because I think it's a better way to hurt Kalian than to go back a long way. Instead, he said he would put his knee on the ground if it was under Silica's control.

Calian is briefly soaked in rain, Plants is engraved with Renee. You just have to put up with it one by one.

"Anyway."

I hate getting wet in the rain, and I'm sick of seeing my peas cut open, and Calian grumbles.

"Let's get better and get out of here."

I felt much better after Hina went in the morning.

At dawn, the pain that came with each move disappeared. It was going to be completely fine after just one more day. Callian knew it wouldn't take long even if she couldn't bear the boredom of that day.

"Friday. Royal Forest."

Plants, who are very familiar with Kalian's condition, said:

Three days until Friday.

A day or two to get better, a day or two to rest and prepare in their own way. Then we made a bet in the Royal Forest.

Nothing bad about proceeding in the forest north of the palace where Callian and Alan fought, but if you do so, you won't see Grey Brissen as a way out. Because of this, you would have picked a huge forest outside the palace that you were always looking for when the hunting contest was held.

"Yes, I understand."

"Let me know if you need anything."

"The sword of Kiri. We need it."

Plants looks at Kalian for a moment. Then Calian opens his mouth, smiling.

"I'm used to this body because it's not a sword made of error. Since the Kyrie sword is most similar to the one I used before, please lend it to me and leave the treatment room empty."

He said that he would not pretend to cut with a sword made of error. I'm not going to cut it off anywhere, but I'm going to bite.

Eighty-six Balkans. None of your business. They're all getting ready. The Lost Ones know they'll die at the hands of the Kalian.

Plants, however, slightly frowned at the thought of one person who was very, very concerned with the aftermath of this fight.

"It must be hard on Hina."

"No. I don't want Hina to step up this time."

He warned me to leave the entire treatment room empty and asked Hina not to leave. Plants stares at Calian without understanding the words. Then Kalian points his finger at the wall where there are no windows.

"There are many healers who have little experience taking care of patients who don't have healing hands, and there are many pharmacists who are playing around because they have little use for drugs. Training on new situations is not only necessary for those who fight. We don't need those people to take responsibility for their lives."

Fighting, war, is not just for soldiers.

It is normal for Hina to heal one or two injured while training and finish. When numerous casualties suddenly occur, when Hina cannot reach out, healers and pharmacists alone need to cover the casualties. Maybe they're the ones who got into the army to make it possible.

"I agree. There must be some limitations. You're the one who's going to take care of the therapist."

"There is a free healer if you are unhappy, and there is a more free healer who has agreed to help your brother. There are a lot of healers, but you don't have to worry."

There is a Royal Healer from Tensyl.

And then there's Randall.

"· · · · · · · Yes. I'll tell him to rest a few days at Prince Manasil or Duke Siegfried."

"Yes."

Calian smiles lightly.

It was filled with a sense that we wouldn't have to suffer for this kind of betting.

* * *

It was Wednesday.

All of Kalian's wounds heal. I've recovered enough to hold the sword.

It became Thursday.

Kyrie's sword was delivered for the 'Hunting Contest' the next day. Kalian smiles as if he liked the familiarity of the sword that fits his hand, as if he had swung it a few times in the healing room.

It's past midnight.

It was Friday.

And, dawn.

- Glug.

The moon is dark and the magic lanterns alone shine.

The eyes of the bright and bright, who had been in deep darkness, appeared.

Calian rises up without a word and slowly combs the long, blue head with his fingers. Instead of Eila's well-loosened handkerchief, Arianne gives it to you on loan and picks up a hairband that only ribbons can pull off.

Slowly, I tied my head high as if there was no need to hurry.

After a short preparation, Calian rises to his feet.

I looked into the mirror and looked down at his long shadow, reflected in the light of a magic lamp for a while. After that, I walked to the window that I had left open all day.

You move your feet.

He lets out a deep breath, as if swallowing all the air around him.

Because no beast in the world promises to attack and rush into places. Because in any practice in the world, you don't call the shots and pick up the sword.

I flew very quietly out the window.

No, I don't.

I tried to.

- Saaaa!

Moon's late. Kalian, who gets a good night's sleep right away, also went to a late night's sleep. Something slipped through the cracks.

Snakes, and... Flowers.

The scent of the snake's blood dries up and splashes on the petals.

"· · · · · · · · · · · Ha."

Instead of being embarrassed by the unexpected familiar aroma, Calian, a face that was properly blended with admiration and interest, gave a low and small tone of elasticity.

I think I just made that sleep perfume that peas wanted to catch one of their sisters. It seems to be sending the sleeping pills to places like this, not the promised time or place.

"Did I raise him right or did I raise him wrong? I don't know."

Because no hunter in the world makes promises and places of capture and doesn't set traps. Because in any practice in the world, you don't announce your preliminary qualifications and solve sleeping pills.

While I'm sleeping, I just feel overwhelmed by the sincere consideration of my brother who grows up well until he loses his bet. Calian's red mouth draws a long wire that pauses for a moment.

- · · · · · · · Thyat!

When the energy of the sleep scent reached my feet.

He leaps out the window.

A long vision of blue silver divides the darkness.

Hit the ground.

Smudge in the shadows.

The hunt for each other has begun.

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