How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The morning of Chermill Palace began quickly.

Randall said the placenta was the day he woke up before his acolytes. A plant that is much shorter in the morning if he doesn't sleep well, so he sleeps a lot in the morning. Like this, the three brothers who meet each other in a different way stay in the morning.

Therefore, each of the three servants had to prepare to attend the morning before Randall woke up, and they had to dress up and decorate the cats as well as the plants they didn't know whether they were wearing because they liked the clothes that day or not, and they didn't need to wake up Calian. No matter who rang the bell in my ear, I tried every morning to open up the big eyes that I was hiding in the ears of the youngest prince who said, "Jan, I just need five more minutes."

For this reason, the morning in Chermill Palace always started fast and busy. It was a place of ordinary diligence.

I guess I just got used to it.

- Bang, bang!

One, two! '

People who walk busy and don't make footsteps. People who communicate quickly with small sounds. People who come down with empty basins after washing their eyes. People climb stairs, wrapped in beautiful clothes. People who follow behind with silver trays lined with combs and jewelry. I moved diligently, but it was very quiet. Instead of a commotion, I was so familiar with the smell of baked bread and the smell of tea on that morning.

- Tadak, Tak!

"Hot!"

"Yaaah!"

The morning at Chermill Palace, where everyone else was fast and busy for different reasons, was incredibly quiet, and the morning at Duke Siegfried, where everyone was fast and busy for the same reason, was incredibly noisy. I woke up early in the morning and heard the loud footsteps of the knights running in line, followed by a clash of gunfire in a closed window. I was about to open my eyes to the sound of training.

As the noise seemed unfamiliar and unfamiliar to him, Hina finally got up from her bed as much as she wanted to stay.

Of course, I didn't feel dissatisfied. It wasn't that I lacked sleep. I was a hibernating Hina on my way to Cecretia.

Whether it's a bedside table in Merlyn, a royal palace or a villa in Sacritia, or a tent on a cold rock mountain. As for Hina, it's an unparalleled resting place compared to what it was like before arriving at the Royal Palace of Cairis.

So, there was nothing bad about the commotion caused by the training of knights that started early in the morning. Rather, it sounded like fun to cheer me on to the start of a strong day. Besides...

"I'm going for a walk with my mom on Jan and Sherry."

After knocking, he carefully opened the door, and instead of his shy feet, a green-haired child with his head intact would complain in this beautiful morning.

"But Demirea's busy. She said she had to go to the royal palace early. Would you like to take a walk with me?"

Children's words that are sequential to what comes to mind.

It's been a long time since I heard such a thing. It was almost the first time since Hina herself grew up to be closer to adulthood than a child.

Hina smiled and nodded as she looked at the door rather than neatly arranging the linen that had been there all night. And I wiped my face to see if I had eyes or not. He also points to his head and a slightly crumpled pajama.

'I'm going. I have to wash up and get ready to go out.'

Lili smiles brightly as she understands the message instead of the sound. The ice melts and laughs like a butterfly. Then, with the courage I had just acquired, I took a step into Hina's room. A skyline dress featuring an embroidered pink bunny print down to the feet. He showed me his pajamas that he was still wearing.

"I have to be prepared. I'll get changed and bring Yan the dog. So please wait here!"

Hina nods once more.

The heavy footsteps of knights coming from outside the window. The sound of a child's footsteps coming from outside the door. When Hina hears it, she stretches her arms out to the ceiling and opens her base. Then I quickly showered with a face that seemed to be tingling and changed my clothes.

I looked at my gray paw, which was always neatly tied up, for a moment, and I felt a strange whimsy. So I braided my long hair with my clumsy hands and tied it down to one side. When Hina was looking at each of the three heads that were not evenly distributed, she was thinking about whether she had to tie it again.

- Knock knock.

You hear a knock.

Instead of shouting "Come in," Hina opens the door.

The brown poodle 'yan', which recognizes a familiar customer, was seen waving its tail as fast as Calian's running.

- Good doggy. Hello?

Hina, who greeted Jan, looks at Riley standing behind Jan and smiles slightly. This is because I saw Wilhelm's tube or Chermill Palace wearing a beige cardigan that was often similar to what the plants wore on top of the purple dress coming up to their knees. Of course, there was no purple violet embroidery or white lace on what Plants was wearing.

Suddenly, I think it looks very similar.

Two faces, two cardigans, and...

"There are flowers blooming on the patronage. Let's go see."

Reaching out to a stranger without hesitation.

"If you don't want to sponsor, you can go somewhere else."

But also seems familiar with the refusal to come back.

Hina, who pointed to the side of the support, held his hand tightly because the small hand that was stretched out was so precious. Then we walked together, drawn to the small garden set up behind the mansion's headquarters.

All the way there, she talked to Riley.

After saying so much, he did not wait for Hina's answer in Riley. He didn't even ask me anything. Even if she was a child who put things in her mouth in an orderly fashion, she grew up to make Hina uncomfortable, so all she had to do was nod.

What was in the cookie yesterday, what was in the new outfit, what was the look of the unfamiliar fruit I had just seen, what was the song from the Orgol I had received from the knights a few days ago, and how interesting was the book Demirea read to me.

"Exciting things keep happening. So..."

A path to a garden with yellow and red flowers the size of a palm dish. As she looks at the flowers, she looks up at Hina, pausing for a moment, waving her arms at the handshaking serie.

"I don't want you to worry about me going to the palace."

Then he said,

Hina heard about Demirea's visit to the royal palace in search of the missing Khalian. Demirea came back to ask what happened when she first met the swordsman, Norton, who was still protected by the Duke of Siegfried. I also heard that Plants didn't like the idea of bringing Riley to the palace. You shouldn't have done that. Just as Demirea asked for advice, she told Hina the story.

I guess that's what Riley was worried about, too.

That's why he wanted to tell Hina, who was the prince's bride. I'm not complaining about what happened in the palace. Exciting things keep happening, even if it's not a palace.

Hina, who was holding Riley's hand, carefully releases it. And I quickly took out the notebook that I had always carried and showed it with a few letters.

- You're welcome to worry about me.

I slowly read the letter and looked up at Hina.

Hina smiled and showed me by writing a few more letters.

- It's natural to be worried. That's not a bad thing.

I returned from my first visit to the royal palace, unable to play with cats for long, unable to see ducks, unable to go to the lake, and unable to speak properly with Plants, how could I not be disappointed?

While Riley was thinking about Plants, Plants had to put Riley on hold for a while. The royal palace has been in a frenzy ever since the day I brought her to you. I've never been to the Chermill Palace, tied up in a coffin in Wilhelm. It was just not something Lilly had to understand.

- So it's okay to be disappointed. You can say you're sad.

So Hina said instead of explaining why Riley couldn't be bothered because she was too busy. I told her she could be a child prodigy.

Immediately, Hina, who stroked her head, slowly walked back to where Sherry was, holding her little hand. Thought I'd have to nag Plants, no matter how busy he was, who didn't have Riley.

When I saw Hina's silver braided hair, I went for a walk, and I didn't even notice that I thought I'd have to braid it again.

* * *

Victory is inevitable.

Plants knows better.

How am I supposed to take a flying arrow and put it on my man's shoulders? I know Plants would rather not eat with you if I don't defeat him this time.

However, there is no way to give up.

When I thought about it, I told you not to let go of the sword.

- Gentlemen!

That was my brother.

Kalian bows his head to avoid a long shot. Plants does not miss the slight shaking of the end of the rapid movement.

Chip, chip, chip.

Sleeping pills that had been sober all over my body finally gave me strength.

Whether Callian's drunk or not.

Knowing that without it, there's really no chance. I didn't forget I was on my way to capture one of my brothers.

- Ka-ang, Kaga River!

- Caaaaang!

When making a sleeping pill or anesthetic, Veronica, who made the elixir together, stuck her foot in a plant that wasn't affected by the smell of sleep.

On the other hand, there was a surrender, and I didn't really want to know why Arsen had just put the wizard to sleep.

Kalian swings his left arm across the gray Sinister. The sword in your hand is slightly misaligned as you reach for Plants' neck. Plants, with one lip curled up, swings a blue-colored cinnamon to attack Kalian. Then the two swords were stacked for a moment and slashed into a large slash.

- Ka-ang!

With one arm, Kalian blinks slower than usual, blocking the blade of Plants. The speed Jan or Merlyn would see in the morning.

After a brief glimpse of the pale Cinna, Kalian sighs for a long time. And I chewed on the inside of my lips. The stench of bitterness is in my mouth. Then I see Sinistera properly.

- Whoo-hoo!

The two swords in Calian's hands glow brightly.

At the same time, Kalian's movements accelerate.

A high-leaping Kalian plunges his sword into Plants. Plants, holding a tightly clasped synesthete in each hand, block Calian's sword from falling.

- Kuang!

Yeah, and...

You hear a slight deviation in the left elbow of the plant. Plants' feet are pushed back, creating long footprints on the ground standing still.

Plants twists. Then he quickly left his body, splitting the Sinistera in two. Calian, who was loading up on Plants, jumps back up and pulls himself in the opposite direction. A completely disregarded attack follows in the direction of power.

Ka 'anga!

- Boo, Kang!

The attack is more urgent than stopping it.

I had no time to continue attacking my running brother with my error. If you weren't really worried about cutting Plants' head off at the thought of drowsiness, that battle would have been over long ago.

Calian lowers his right sword from top to bottom, leaving the sword in his already blocked left hand. While Plants struggles to avoid it, Calian suddenly turns to run for his heart.

The side swirl and the body of the plant swiftly rotated. Then he lowers his body and extends his sword toward Calian's ankle.

- Ka-ang!

After taking out the sword, Calian leaps over the edge of Plants' blade. You draw your sword next to Plants.

- Kang, Ka 'ang, Ka 'ang!

Kang!

The workshop continues. The smell of blood spills out from the Kalian momentarily. Plants lunges, stretching and folding his left elbow, not chewing on my mouth again.

Calian pulls the sword upside down, avoiding it lightly. You slash the waist of Plants as it passes by the side.

- Screaming!

I hear a disturbing cracking sound in my head.

Sharp pain is found.

Plants closes his eyes, clenching one foot from Calian, not realizing that he cut his waist.

It was' extrapyramidal '.

It smells like Kalian and other blood.

Red blood spills from the chimney, not from the tip of Calian's hand. Blood flowing from the waist of the plant drops onto the ground.

- Ta-ah!

The former crew must have escaped after that amount of injury. Because I know that Kalian would have died instead of getting hurt if it wasn't for training.

- Booooo! Kang!

Plants, however, did not stop.

You rush back to Calian as if you didn't care about the shallow cut. Calian frowns and moves his arm. Then, after stopping the flying Cinna from the different directions with one sword, you stab the remaining sword.

Plants with blocked hands quickly twist their hands.

- Chin up!

The Sinister's handle, which was separated into two pieces, was intertwined together. I caught it in the shape of a long window. Then you swing the sword of Kalian, which was swooping up and down.

- Ka-ang!

Like a blaze, the red error spreads into the air and spreads.

Calian takes a deep breath this time, watching his brother running headlong, refusing to even check mates. You block and raise the Sinister as she makes a large spin. I cut my mouth one more time so that the sharp edges don't become entangled. You raise your sword at the hilt of the running Sinister in a threatening voice.

- Kaga!

A gruesome sound spreads from metal to metal.

Even worse, Calian's seemingly unhappy eyes confront Plants.

"You're already hurt."

"I know."

"If you know, you have to bite."

"If you want me to bite you. You should have stabbed me more."

With each other's swords, two voices come and go, sincerely intertwined in your sack.

"Are you sure you don't want to fold?"

"I won't fold."

"Why."

"Half past."

- Ca-ang, ca-ang!

Instead of correcting the horse, Kalyan gives up his answer and pushes both of Plants' swords against him. The remnant of a long error is scattered within two lines of gold carved into the air. Dizziness disperses. Long blue feet continue to shake.

- Ca-ang, ca-ang, ca-ang!

Stop it.

Blocks the long held Sinister's upper blade, then stops the flying sword from its side to its lower blade.

Colder than the sword, the iridescent eyes again face Plants.

"If you're so stubborn. He's gonna die on me."

"If you look at it funny · · · · · · · · · ·."

The power pushed back from blocking Calian's sword moves toward the upper blade of the elongated Sinister. As one side is pushed back, the other side of the Sinister's blade that extends forward grips Calian's neck.

- Ka-ang!

The sword of Kalian, with a twisted waist, strikes Plants down. You were also attacked by the repeated Plants.

- Kaga, Kaga!

The two swords touch again.

The two eyes touch again.

"You're going to lose. To me."

"I think I'm going to lose. I told you."

"Yes."

Calian bursts into laughter.

Plants leans forward. And then you send another attack, swinging the successive Sinister.

- I forgot.

Kalian raises his closed eyes. You are out of range of Plants' inspection.

Soon, Kalian stepped back on his feet. You broke one of the swords in both hands and destroyed it. I put all the errors in one sack. Then rushed to Plants.

You draw your sword towards the center of the Sinistera, an empty spot created after a long attack. Despite the pain of the 'fake muscles' screaming because they have been overwhelmed, they hold the tip of their mind that they are likely to miss right now.

I said, "No matter what. To you."

You hear the roar of the beast before your eyes.

You hear Bern's voice that will not become accustomed to death.

- Thump, thump!

You reach the edge of Calian's sword at Sinistera's junction. A remnant of a star that could not be broken even if it contained an error, and could not be broken even by striking the sword containing the error. I dug into the only crack in the blade. Strongly twisted.

"To you. To my brother. Enough to make me do what I did."

Desense vibrations are transmitted by the hands of the Plants.

- Kaga Gaga!

The sword of Kalian to be cut and the sword of Plants to survive are chiseled away from each other.

"That road is easy enough for me to think."

Plants twists.

Kalian catches up.

Calian's gaze draws one step closer and presses down on Plants.

"Not an empty snake cub."

- Qasim!

Sinister's fissures have opened. There's a crack.

Sinistera was unable to withstand Kalian's error.

- Caaaaaaang!

The hook between the two snapped sharply. The Mad King's Memory Blade was eventually divided between the sword he received from the current Plants.

Calian's sword slams into Plants' neck.

The broken Sinister's hook bounces off.

- Saaaak!

Calian's sword slashes through Plants' throat.

A piece of Sinistera cuts the back of Calian's hand, across his wrist, and touches it.

You have a thin cut on Plants' neck.

And...

- · · · · · · Took!

The bracelet on Calian's wrist snaps.

Tsk, tsk. Tsk.

From Plants' neck, thin blood trickles down over Calian's wrist.

Plants was really outnumbered.

After losing Bern, Kalian is no longer fit to join the fight.

It was a draw.

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