How to Live as the Enemy Prince

A moment ago.

So, exactly.

It's not a day or two for my master to lie down like a boiled eggshell, but since it was the first time that it had been above my head, living creatures walking on two feet were either sleeping on two feet, or my master was actually asleep, or this time he was really dead. I don't know if I should be doing this, but I don't know anything. About three hours later, from the time the early Kiri came to put Calian on the seat and moved to Chermill Palace for Raven's neck health, standing still without doing this or that.

Or.

There must be a shortage of space in the treatment room for two people who have already made 30 extra beds, so I put one more bed for each of the eighty-six critical patients. As soon as I regained consciousness, I ran out and explained to each other how you were injured. Then I passed out and the wizard who fainted on Prince 3's feet instead of the knife. I gave the rest of the sleeping pills today to Veronica and her sleeping pills to give a harmless smile. After I had gone cold, Plenz, who looked at the peaceful face of another wizard who was sleeping from dawn until now, took care of two soldiers who were not involved in the battle and fled to the Arfia Palace.

"I hope you're not hurt too much."

To the prince who appeared to have experienced chaos just one day before the end of the world, Allen gently asked the prince with a look on his face as if he had no interest in the situation at Wilhelm Cove.

By the way, Wizard, you're the commander of the Balkans. I've been busy with head-to-head fights and vanes. Why is this place so peaceful?

Deep down, the disdainful plant takes a sip of strawberry tea that smells as warm as the weather.

"Who."

And I asked briefly.

"Prince Kalian is going to get hurt for this. After a good night's sleep, you won't have to worry about it. Of course you're asking me."

"It's okay. Not really."

Those weren't the wounds I dug deep.

I didn't even need to use medicine because I had the power of blessing. That's why I was about to change into the clothes that Lerick had brought me and come out of the Bilhelm coffin and visit the Arfia Palace.

"I didn't send surrender to Chermill Palace. It seems like my brother has been staying up all night, but I think it's better to sleep while he's here."

"Well done. I wish I could do that."

"I'm out of magic ammunition. I'm pulling out the net."

Khalian didn't know it, but many of those magic bullets and their great misrel nets were actually acquired by Allan. Actually, I borrowed it from the Warehouse of the Wizard's Association with Allen's permission.

'I wonder. I wonder if I can defeat Prince Kalian in Balkan.'

'Balkan can't get to my brother.'

'Yes,' I think, 'actually, I think I will.' Prince Kalian is quite powerful. He can withstand my lightning. '

"Strong or weak, I can't get my brother. Balkans. '

'Then, you were sure that you would make a bet. You even borrowed from the Association Treasure.'

'Even if I can't. I need it.'

'The fight you need · · · · · · · gets interested. Well, why don't we take a look around instead of lending them to the association?'

'No.'

It would be good for each other to save money and allow Euria to watch, but we didn't.

'It is a difficult situation for my brother to get married yet.'

Surprisingly, there were some people left that Calian hadn't discovered yet, and that was Euria.

If more are found here, you will either see Prince Siegfried kneeling quietly in front of Duke Siegfried, or you will see his cool brother, Croixony, who receives a divorce letter. As my older brother, I refused to sell my brother for money.

"You can return the net slowly. The Association didn't need it right away anyway."

"Got it."

"I paid for the Magic Shot."

"· · · · · · · Why. It's a magic bullet I wrote to catch your son."

Alan smiles softly. And I swallowed more softened coffee in one mouthful than before.

"Why would a father pay for his son's medicine? Of course."

"Does it come with a price?"

"It's the price of medicine. It was medicine."

"Yes."

Kalyan and, of course, Plants have not explained to Allen the reasons for this great fight. Nevertheless, the Wizard reaches out his hand, knowing that it is medicine. He said, pointing to the Sinistera that Plants had erected on one side.

"Leave the Black to me. It will be difficult to leave the palace right away, so I will inform the ducal palace of Siegfried."

He must have seen the broken end of the handle.

Plants, facing Allen, shakes his head.

"You can talk to her yourself. The Peacock will be here soon."

Then I took something else out and put it on the table instead of Cinna. It was Eila's bracelet, which Kyrie told me came out of Calian's pocket.

"I'd rather ask you this first."

"You knew you could ask for it without hesitation."

You grew up just like my baby or my baby brother.

Instead of irritating that look, which would be hard to get used to, roughly have this meaning, Plants pointed to the table with their smiles crossed.

"Broken by a piece of my sword. I think I need to rewrite it."

A meteorite fragment that suppresses the powerful power of the error and eventually bounces off. In normal cases, the arm may have been pierced. The only wound left was a cut on the blade because it was as strong as it was easy to eat.

However, the bracelet, which was not as strong as Khalian, was broken.

I had to put on my bracelet again, whether it was Eila or Calian, so I came here because I always thought of Alan.

Alan rises up.

He picks up what's on his desk and lays it down in front of Plants.

- Cheers.

You hear a small metal landing.

A bracelet similar to Aelle's, but slightly thicker.

"Actually, I've seen a few fights from afar. It seemed like it would take time to get the magic working again, so I lent Lord Castrin something for a while. In the meantime, Lord Castrin should be stuck in a Rubia coffin, so please tell him to use this first."

Plants nods slowly. Folded in to assess the depth of that wizard's thoughts.

"Then, when should we bring back the preaching?"

"There's a council of nobles in four days. Until then."

"That should be enough to repair it."

"Enough of the royal artifacts my brother destroyed. The forest is slow."

"Until then, the king will be working in Camilla Palace to repair the Arfia Palace. Then you won't doubt that He won't be able to show His face on the outside."

"Got it."

He made Remain walk to the stars to take the rest he had not had and to prevent him from seeing the royal palace corrupted by his children's fights. However, when I look at the situation without knowing the circumstances, it is like having the palace surrounded by my father's special palace.

With this in mind, Plants' mouth rises very slightly. If you look at it from the outside, you can see that Plants in the past and present themselves look the same. However, he laughed because he knew that the reality was completely different. I felt some relief about that.

"By the way."

Alan looks at Plants.

I watched him for a moment with the face that Kalian often builds, a face full of strange colors, and then opened my mouth.

"Did you just dry your wet clothes and finish making arrows?"

You said you saw it from afar.

The Balkans, who had watched the end of the fight, had already noticed that they had not.

"I tried to use magic when I relieved my brother. Change of plans. A blue-haired, crazy wizard."

I didn't learn magic.

I've even mastered magic.

I learned it by myself by looking at the book. He also learned what he learned, which is why Kalian called it a lie. However, Plants did not learn magic directly from someone.

At the last moment, I was trained to send an arrow of water to Kalian. I shot Calian in the body and thought I'd break his bracelet if it didn't work for me. I tried to convince him that I had won because it didn't meet the wagering criteria by returning it to its original form.

But Arsenal intervened and the plan changed. I couldn't use the arrow I was trying to use. I only used Clean for nothing. You can't help but notice something magically cooked.

Of course, it didn't mean that it was a pity. The variable Arsenal gave me a better result than I thought.

"When did you learn magic so well?"

"Occasionally. Lots of books."

"You've trained so many wizards around you, you're all alone."

"Learn · · · · · · · · · later. To my brother."

At first, I started to wonder if I could understand Balkan's crazy ways of thinking. In the last few days, I've added one more to use as my last hand in the fight with Kalian. It wasn't hard to create a circle if you knew how to work magic. In addition, the two circles were either at a stage where Veronica was neither extraordinary nor interested in magic.

The old Calian also secretly practiced magic by looking at the grimoire, so it was not surprising that Plants, a descendant of the same Cispanian, could accomplish that much without having to hide it.

"Yes, well done. It's good to know what to do."

"· · · · · · · Yes."

"But if you are seriously injured, don't lend a hand to anyone other than Lord Bern. Divine power collides with the magical power of the circle."

"I know."

Alan opens his mouth after he has finished his remaining coffee.

"By the way, it looks like the main body is water, right?"

"Maybe."

"The water sweeps away everything in the world one day, though it seems to be living in the shape of a bowl. I think it suits me very well."

I didn't give Alan much of an answer for his satisfaction. Most wizards use magic that resembles them anyway. Except for the crazy wizard who likes to explode.

"Prince Kalian, of course, has mastered the magic that suits him well."

It was the wind.

To the old Kalian. To the present Kalian.

Is there any attribute that fits better than that?

"· · · · · · Not really."

However, Plants replied, drinking all the remaining tea and lowering it. I didn't mean it was a good fit.

Hearing that, Alan smiles as if he's embracing everything in the world. You nod quietly.

I agree with you.

* * *

I dreamt of going to the spire.

I won. '

I kept a promise that I had not kept for a while, saying that I would return. I kept my promise like a dream for a long time. Now we both know that a promise cannot be kept, but we kept it.

Even so, I believed and decided to heal a little.

Neither Bern, nor Chase.

'Yes · · · · · · · Yes. Yes.'

I couldn't share one more word.

Pour the booze, drink the booze. That's all I did.

So I just blew the wind instead of the story.

Just the wind instead of the story, so that the bottle of basilica disappears after dark and dawns again.

The wind blows like a dream.

* * *

In the spring, the butterflies fly away.

Flowers bloomed on the edge of the palace courtyard of Cairys.

The seeds of flowers that had not been planted in the palace were not glamorous, so they flew and planted roots. It blooms in the backyard of the Wilhelm coffin, giving off a fine white glow.

I reached out my hand and swept down the flowers. There was no scent of blowing in the wind, but I also knew that this behavior was really inappropriate for me, and yet I was happy to see everyone in the spring. I reached out for a moment and touched the fragranceless larysium.

"Should I have bought a flower girl? It looks good on you."

Callian walks along, already watching the tip of his hand from afar. Eila slowly rises to her feet, not noticing that Callian was getting close. And I answered, looking at the red eyes on the most splendid spring face.

"I don't like fake flowers."

"Really?"

"It doesn't wither. Flowers are pretty because they're sad."

"If you don't mind. Isn't she beautiful?"

"If you don't feel bad, if you don't feel bad, you won't be precious."

"I've been told I'm still valuable."

"That's because it's McDreamy."

In a swift reply, Calian smiles and hands it over. There was one black robe and one small box.

Eila reaches out to the box first and opens the lid instead of receiving the box. Calian opens his mouth as he watches her with the box still in hand. It was about the time I could barely see what was in it.

"There you go."

Eila, who was looking around with her things in the box, said.

"You said you wouldn't buy me anything expensive."

"I didn't buy it. I'm paying for the bracelet. I thought it would be okay if it was expensive, but it's not a gift."

Blue diamonds, and black pearls.

It wasn't glamorous, but it was a silver beauty with elaborate platinum ornaments.

"I can't throw this away because I'm sorry. Then I can't run away. Well, that's not okay, is it?"

"Even if you throw away the expensive stuff. I thought it was bad to buy an inexpensive beauty and see it shattered by the other guy's hand again. Were you greedy?"

"A little."

"If you don't want to throw it away, give it back and go. I'm not gonna stick around."

"Too bad it won't stick."

"Too bad, of course. There's no owner like me."

Eila smiled as she looked at the monk, who looked like the whole sea was full of flowers.

"Well, if you're sad, it's pretty. I'm not going to spare it."

"Yes. Do it. Eila."

Eila nods. Then you twist your head up with a new hairpin and pick up the other black robe that was in Calian's hand.

"Do I have a job to do?"

"I got it."

"I told him to rest for a while."

"You're not all right yet?"

"It's all better."

"There you go. Duke Siegfried. I'm going to see a man named Norton Lamirez. I think you should come, too."

"· · · · · · · Who was it?"

"Latran Territory. The copper mine guard that helped me catch you. Because he told me that when I disappeared this time, he found out where I was. My brother."

Ah, and remembering Eila, she frowns slightly.

"I've suffered a lot because of him."

"He suffered a lot because of you, too. Thanks to you, you met the new owner and got a good maid."

"I got another one I didn't think I could throw away."

"If you don't like it, you can give it back to her."

"I mean, you can't throw it away."

Kalian bursts out a small smile. I went to Duke Siegfried with Eila, who covered her face with a hood, without further ado. After meeting Sherry and Demirea, I greeted Riley and met Hina, who was always happy to see her everywhere.

Hina smiles as she meets Kalian.

You hold the white pearl-like orb in Calian's hand.

It's probably because of the fight with the Balkans.

I feel like I'm about to start nagging something I can't quite express, so Calian, who is a face with a pompous spleen, squeezes at it. And I listened to Hina for a long time.

"Okay. Yeah, yeah. Yes, Hina. Yes."

Calian gives the orb back to Hina in a calm, steady fashion. He was then guided by the Knight Egg to the room where the one-armed swordsman Norton was staying.

He was not a sinner, so he did not have restrictions on walking around or walking around the house. The knights guarding the perimeter were just in case there was an assassination threat.

- Cheers.

Callian enters the room.

For example, Norton was standing by the table near the open window, whether he had already heard the news of the visit. Khalian nods and greets you for a moment. He looks around and sits down.

Norton turns his head, where he can't face Kalian directly. You gaze back at the knights who stood behind you, the egg, the Siegfried knights, and Eila. Callian opens his mouth, allowing him to sit across from Norton.

"We don't get to meet each other that well. I don't think it's been a long time. It doesn't matter how you are."

Calian stares at Norton, who is so unlucky.

"I heard you hid your wife and came looking for me."

"Yes, it is, Prince."

"Why did you have to go off on your own?"

"My wife is weak. It was hard to move for a long time, so I came alone."

My words became more respectful.

Kalian didn't have much of a reaction to it.

"I'll listen. Tell me why you found me."

"Yes, I'll tell you."

"Oh, wait a minute."

- Ugh.

When Norton tries to open his mouth, his slightly raised hand stops him from speaking. Then he looks at her and says with a smile.

"Eila. It's a little loud."

The window is open.

You hear the sound of knights training.

"Yes, my prince."

Eila nods slightly.

Then he turns around. The open window is on the other side of Calian, and you turn toward the other side of the visit. Then he points to the gates of the Knights of Siegfried who led them here.

A knight nods his head, and the rest of the Knights head out.

- Cheers.

Eila closes the door.

- Sharp.

After that, I locked the door.

Again, again.

The slightly thick heels of leather boots that go up to her knees, which Eila wore, ring calmly in the room.

Again, again.

Eila walks past Khalian and Norton with her visitation locked. I put my hand on the window that was open.

- · · · · · · · Tak!

- Bloop!

I closed the window.

Then I closed the thick Beige curtain and covered the window.

Again, again.

Instead of the noise of knights, only light hooves return slowly and wander around the room.

My footsteps stopped.

I stopped behind Norton.

KaIian smiles at Eila, knowing her intentions precisely. She turns to Norton. Let's do it.

- Whee!

Eila, standing behind Norton, extends her arm.

Heading for Norton, very fast.

Eila grabs Norton's hair with one hand and her remaining arm with the other. Then I took Norton's head off the table.

- Kuang!

Norton looks back at Calian with his cheek pressed against the table, surprised by what happened so quickly. You reveal your undisclosed spirit.

"· · · · · · · Prince."

Knock, knock, knock.

Callian looks at Norton, tapping the table with his back against the back of the chair. Chew, chew. I made a smile that couldn't be more glamorous even if I took all the colors.

- Kuaak!

And then...

I cut Norton's back with a dagger I just made.

At a rate that no one can see. With the power not to stop him.

-Kagang, blah, blah!

It sounded different from cutting through skin and bones. Calian stabs you in the neck, but you hear the cracking of metal touching a sharp object.

"Whether I killed the man I saved or hid him. Just say that."

A dreamy aesthetic touches Norton's ear. However, he did not answer. Instead.

- Saaaa · · · · · · · · ·.

The body changed.

His eyes changed.

My hair color changed.

The one that Kalian just broke.

I changed my appearance before using magic items.

"White Repair."

Hang out.

A sweet, unparalleled voice reached the ears of him who had deceived himself in the name of Norton.

Like a dream.

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