How to Live as the Enemy Prince

It has a salty flavor at the end of the sweet scent.

I was fascinated by the slightly almond flavored caramel with salt, so my hands kept going. The sweet taste alone must have been exhausted, but the saltiness made me reach my hands endlessly.

So one more, one more in a minute. Around half of the snacks on the far end of the pharmacy table went metallurgical into Arianne's mouth and disappeared.

Veronica turns her head for a moment, focusing on precisely measuring and distributing the ingredients for the medicine that will heal her wounds. Arianne opens her mouth, smiling shyly at almonds.

"What do I do? I almost ate it all."

"It's okay. Grandpa's gonna bring it back anyway."

"You really like Sir Manasil."

"I love him so much. I don't like how my grandfather puts his mouth to it."

It's hard to officially hide Arianna Veronica and her superiority. Thanks to them, we were able to talk naturally without even agreeing to speak comfortably. This was done in a short period of time when Cairys' pharmacists, including Veronica, and Arianne were working on sleeping pills together.

"I don't know how much I hate bitter pills. I would never eat this stuff, my grandfather."

"Ah."

Veronica, who cut the stalk of a herb known for its bitterness after putting the ingredients together on one side, grumbled. Arianne nods at Veronica's hand.

"My lord. I never drink bitter tea. Have a good cup of coffee."

"That's right. Grandpa, too. Even if I drink coffee bitterly. I already memorized all the bitter herbs I used to make my grandfather."

Veronica smiles with a sympathetic smile.

However, Arianne did not smile. I had to think for a moment whether I should be happy to see the taste similar to my wife's grandfather, who looks the same age as my fiancée, but who is also very old.

"If it didn't smell like dry blood, and it smelled bitter, I'd have found it a long time ago."

Veronica's words are heard again in Arianne's ears.

"Herzenese?"

He said, "Yeah. It was in the grass that my dad left me, and I didn't think of it right away because I'd never seen it. If my sister hadn't told me, I'd have figured it out by now."

Herzenese.

When crushed, it was a plant producing white jeans with a unique scent.

The day Calian disappeared, Raven's whole body was covered in grass and dirt. Running in rough places, rolling around in the dirt, lying out in plain sight. That's all I needed to know first, and then I sent Raven to Chermill Palace. However, the servant who was wiping Raven fell asleep.

Jan told Allen, and Hina came to confirm that the acolyte had fallen asleep from the sleeping pills, and the pharmacists then began to figure out the ingredients of the sleeping pills.

After a few days of wrestling, Calian returns. And he said, 'I smelled dry blood.' So the pharmacists nominated some known vipers and toxins for paralysis in the blood as well as in the pouch.

A pool called Herzenese. Do you know it? The crew of the big boat we met once drank from it. I tried it, but it smelled so disgusting. '

A herb that smells of blood.

A herb that relaxes muscles, not poisonous herbs that paralyze muscles.

Arianne was the one who told me about it.

So the pharmacists succeeded in making the same effect with Arianne's help, Raven's reaction to the medicine that was left in her fur, and the other explanations that Kalian had reported.

Of course, it was Allan who provided Veronica with the materials she needed right away. And the person who helped the clinical trial by drinking the finished medicine was Ziona, who came to visit Kalian to tell him that Zeon was involved, and then met Veronica, who said, 'The sodmaster can't sleep because of that.' After taking a deep sleep, she woke up after taking the medicine.

"But that's too bad. It grows anywhere in my country or on the shore of Tensyl. It won't be easy to track the route."

"It's not our job to catch the killer or find evidence. We just need to find the ingredients, make the same thing, and then give it to her. The king will do the rest. Or grandfather."

Veronica walks to one corner of the long table and picks up another herb. And he carefully collected the drink from the flower and said,

"Anyway, I made some medicine in time. Thank you, Arianne."

"Learning a new sleeping pill is good for me, too. You'll like it, too. I don't know if there's anything we can do to deal with the Sawmaster, but it could come in handy when that happens."

Arianne, who took one more almond and ate it, asked for Veronica.

"How was Prince Kalian? Did you hear the pills?"

Few know that Kalian and Arianne have decided to live by each other's names. Because of this, Arianne put a title and an honor behind her.

"I heard you."

"Did you hear it right away?"

"No, he didn't. But it's very effective."

"It's worth it. You look like you've been through a lot."

"I still have a lot of work to do."

Veronica points to a pile of herbs, medicines, and other pharmacists rushing back and forth through the pharmacy.

"The deputy commander said we were going to be training together. At least I'm the youngest here. I go home at night, but the other pharmacists can't. Anyway, I'm going to sleep at my grandfather's for a week because he told me to let everyone rest when this is over."

"Oh, you're resting. That's great."

Arianne said this to Veronica, who yawned for a long time.

"Let's play with Ser Grace and Ser Séren and Ser Bern soon. Count Siegfried invited us. You too, Veronica. I think it would be fun if we all drank together."

Arianne's voice echoes. It's because I came to Cairys and thought I wasn't drinking properly.

"Take me out."

Veronica, who was unlikely to refuse, has been cut to pieces. Seeing Arianne's eyes widened, Veronica smiles slightly and says,

"I don't drink. I don't like sweetness, I don't like drinking."

Arianne looks at Veronica.

I noticed the connection between sweetness and alcohol, and why I didn't like it. I don't know if I wanted anything to do with Alan, but I didn't. I knew what happened to Alan and his son, Veronica's father, Ronyl.

Arianne smiles when she realizes she made a mistake.

"Then we can play without drinking."

Then, he forgave the apology of trying to empathize or rush into consolation or only inflicting injury, and made another offer.

"Let's go on a picnic. I want to see the Señor River. There's no such thing as a big river in Secreta. I'll ask Prince Kalian to pack us all something delicious."

Veronica nods, relieved to say so.

"That would be fun."

"Yes. Let's watch the robber and play with the flowers."

"Yes."

Veronica nods, picking up a few bunches of dried herbs and giving them to Arianne. Then, with a playful smile, he pointed to the empty bowls on the opposite table.

"If you want to go quickly, help me."

"Help?"

Arianne asked me a question.

Veronica nods.

"Are you busy?"

"No, I didn't have plans today. I'm supposed to meet with the law officer in this country tomorrow and talk about boring stuff all day."

"Then I can help you. You know how to make medicine."

"I'm not from this country. Didn't you know?"

"I know you're not the only one who should make poison instead of the cure. Now I have to ask Lucy Anne's hand and Coco Beak for help."

Arianne was unable to answer.

I was still trying to assess whether it would be okay to make medicine to treat patients here, even if they were from another country.

Veronica reaches out to the parched leaves and gives a bold voice.

"If you help me, I'll teach you how to make a sedative."

Arianne pulled out her glasses.

The jewels on the glasses sparkle.

"What shall we start with?"

Oh, my god.

My friends tell me the men in my country are sick.

Of course I need your help.

* * *

You don't have to match other people's feelings.

I frown when I get irritated, I smile when I feel good, I nod if I like it. You can do whatever you want. Of course, it is possible. That doesn't mean it's okay, but you don't have to weigh other people's feelings and try to match them. No one will reveal any unpleasantness about him.

I thought you were royalty.

The same was true of Kalian.

Born and raised to be the king's son, he lived and died as the king's brother. When I opened my eyes again, I was the king's son again. Thus, I was only a royal family during my long life, when I grew up and lived and died and opened my eyes again. That was Callian.

"I'm talking to you in case you're mistaken."

But there was a time when that Calian looked into someone's feelings.

When we're trying to figure out whether we should protect Raven's side or leave it to the priest to keep her from getting into trouble. Consider whether Hina's smile will give the whole world a smile or a sign of the prince's guilt. When we decide whether the peas are picking up grass diligently because they are full, or because they like grass so much, or because they hate meat so much, or because it is a soft carrot mixed between the meat. Should I say "father" to Allen with narrow eyes, or should I say "father", or should I say "weapon of my beloved spleen?"

Dad!

When we assess if it's the first day to pull it out.

Or.

"Because of me, but I didn't do anything wrong."

When my servant's puffy eyes and my bride who was staring at me and her sword alternately were left in a confined room.

"I didn't say anything."

"I don't think it came out of my mouth."

That's amazing.

You haven't said anything, but you're full, and your ears tickle, and I think I can even live a long time, Demirea.

"Jan is worried about me a lot. Good talk and solved it."

"Of course you did. I know."

"Yes."

Kalian looks at you with a habitual look, knowing that it won't work.

It is a sunny spring day that even the wind will shine.

It is spring when you reach out your hand and it will be blue at your fingertips.

You can see a jewel-like sparkling lake filled with the sunlight of spring. You see a duck with a blue ribbon around its neck swimming in a cool wave of silver. You can see a silver-white cat with its eyes closed in delight and a gray cat leaping towards the butterfly sitting on the long grass.

Seeing that, I can see a green-haired child smiling happier than when he realized that what was in the cookie was banana jam, and a pompous forsaken child holding a silver white cat in his arms without words.

That's weird.

What a spring out the window.

"It's freezing in here, Demirea."

"My father doesn't get cold. Should I bring a blanket?"

"· · · · · · · No. It's okay."

Demirea nods, taking her hand to the cup of tea.

The car that Arianne gave me smelled like spring in a car made of jasmine from spinach blossoms.

Demirea opens her mouth, silently gazing down at the light of the lotus contained in the tea cup.

"I'll tell you. I'll hide it."

"What?"

"The body. You left it yesterday."

Calian smiles, his eyes lowered.

"I thought Eila was cleaning up after you."

"Yes. Lord Bridget did dispose of the body, though. I'm asking if you're going to announce it."

Knight Treatment.

Eila was not yet a knight, but those around her treated her as a knight. It was also because they already had more power than a chaotic knight, and it was also because the one who was doing Eila was Calian.

"If you're going to hide what already killed him from Brissen, we need to keep one of our guests safe."

"I'm going to Schrinz. I just need you to hide it until then."

"You're going to Shrintz, not Whitlin."

"Yes, from Shrinks."

Demirea looks at Kalian when she hears this. To be precise, I examined Kalian's outfit.

"The nobles have gathered at the palace because of rumors that spread through the night. Is that what you did, too?"

"That's right. I like the rumors here so fast. Secreta didn't get much out of it."

"I know you're hiding the fact that you're not here. What good would it do to spread the word?"

"We'll see if there's anything good in it."

"It's Rashid Brissen."

"Rashid Brissen and Xeon."

"The nobles will be in chaos. The Crown Prince has been appointed, but His Highness, Prince Plants, has not yet inherited a small crown. They didn't go through the ceremony, they didn't move to Camelon. The nobles are confused because the title has only changed and nothing has changed. However, if it is known that you have vacated the palace in this situation, If the prince is in front of him."

"You'll think funny thoughts."

Demirea looks back at the teacup.

Frostwind-like, iridescent eyes that resemble the color of tea water. I remembered the eyes that were too cold to think of as human. I was reminded of the red eyes, which seemed to have consumed all the fires of the world, and occasionally understood how they could be so sober.

"It might be loud today."

"Could you please be quiet?" You're dressed like that. "

Demirea lets out a dry voice, briefly reminded of the costumer who had been struggling with repairing Calian's clothes all night. In response, Kalian raises his cup of tea.

"Don't go out when it's noisy. Sleep in a Rubia coffin for one night while you bring her to Riley. It'll be fun to have Arianne and Lord Castrin."

"Yes, we should."

"Have dinner with me, my bride."

Demirea nods.

Then I asked Callian, looking down at Calian's clothes.

"Really. Are you going to meet the nobles dressed like that?"

The red eyes are filled with anticipation. I drew an irresistibly beautiful smile, shinier than a star, more fragrant than a flower, and colder than a dead heart.

It was a smile that required no other answer.

* * *

Someone from the Kalian assaults you.

Calian, who was looking for you, fights the sword himself. But that night, Kalian disappeared. Remain sent Elazar, the Kingsguard, to search the late Grey Brisen, but he could not find Khalian. A few days later, Prince Plants and Balkan search the same place, and then Calian returns.

Grey Brissen said she was protecting the Khalian she found and escorting it to the palace. Callian did not explain him. Plants also did not mention him. Balkan, who was in charge of Alan Manasil, remained silent. And Remain.

I didn't explain anything.

About a week after it happened, a fire broke out in the royal forest in the middle of the night. And a hundred knights from Calian forces, Earl Aefren, rushed into the palace through the hands of Duke Demirea Siegfried. And Remain.

Rumor has it you've moved to the Starpalace of Shrinks.

'Almost all the nobles of the capital gathered. You're not gonna pour liquor on all of us.'

"Who, Prince Kalian? '

In fact, the nobles gathered at the palace to confirm it.

'Anyone. If anyone needs to do something like that, it's Prince Randall.' Prince Alan Manasil and Prince Kalian, in the hands of the new knight, or Prince Plants, in the bloodline and in the realm of the Balkans, I find the difference between strength and strength quite strained. You can't just turn your back on the nobles in that situation. '

It was Calian who gave the throne back to Le Maine, who was unable to breathe properly by Brissen. Nevertheless, Remain gave Cezawi to Plants, not to Callian. He did not even mention when he was going to formally perform the three-way ceremony on Plants. And by continuing to serve with Plants in front of the nobles, Kalian was showing no complaints about Remain's decision.

That's what Kalian meant.

Or if there was a complaint I was accumulating. That's why Plants' book ceremony is postponed.

It's just a coincidence that Calian, who went missing after being ambushed for something unknown, and Remain, couldn't find Calian immediately. Or what happens when you put the plant on the top of a three-wheeler and you have a falling out with Callian? I needed to know that.

'That's right. Prince Randall said he was holding one hand with Brycen, but real forces like Tensyl and the Great Desert are a step away.'

'Yes. So Prince Randall will kill all the nobles gathered here, but there's nothing strange about him.' '

"If you're so scared, run to your territory. Why did you come to the palace? '

'Earl Brissen is not here. I came to see him. I won't be able to kill all the nobles who came to the palace outside the palace with Brysen. Plus...'

"Plus?"

The nobles who had left all their busy schedules and work behind gathered in the conference room of the Senate. And I asked for Al Hyun.

If it is true that Remain has gone to the Starpalace, he will not be able to appear here. Of course, if it wasn't true, he would have come and shined his face.

That way you'll know if Le Maine and Calian have turned their backs, or if they're still good.

'Which side of Prince Plants or Prince Kalian should I stand on now? If we take a good look at it, the family will be at peace, so we have to come here like this.'

Regrettably, no one here thought that Remain and Calian were "wealthy relationships," and that the three they put on their mouths were "siblings." The ironic fact that none of the four were greedy for the crown.

"Prince Kalian Lane Cairis is about to enter."

It's natural.

I thought you were royalty.

"Stand up and be respectful."

The voice of the knight is heard.

Everyone rises to their senses, wondering if Calian, who is not Le Maine, has come.

- Buck, buck, buck.

Loud boots ringing the silent meeting room.

I stood where the sound was coming from.

- Duck.

You duck your head.

- Duck.

Put your hands together.

Bend over.

- Tak.

The voice of one who slowly approached from afar and walked past the nobles to the front. I felt it stop, and then I stretched my back. I raise my head. I look away.

I looked at Kalian.

But again, the head bows.

I bowed my head without you. It was to hide my face. It was to cover my eyes. I bowed my head to avoid making mistakes.

A red cloak that drops to your toes. An accessory with a gorgeous ruby. Red shirt, black tie, black vest and black pants. And a jacket that comes down to your thighs.

A long, black jacket with an unrivalled amount of gorgeous gold to match the Prince's conquest.

It's just different from the color.

It's obvious to anyone.

"Nice to meet you."

It was definitely the conquest of the Crown Prince.

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