How to Live as the Enemy Prince

You can pick it up as much as you want after throwing it away.

Whatever you give up and give up, don't let it go.

I looked into it.

To take Rashid's breath right now.

Exhaling Plants right now.

I don't know what I'd rather miss. I didn't have to answer it, but I asked myself a question. What's more sad about this moment? What's more urgent.

I'm sure you can stop barking at Calian's name by knowing that the silence of the person who should have been told not to bite is not allowed to bark and ask. It's not allowed, it's just unstoppable.

'What became Sir Hertz's first greeting?'

I wonder who said that. Or was it an act, or was it an expression? Another scent. I took the scale to not unravel that question. I was able to assess the calculation and the leaning side. I just thought about which is more important right now. Blocking his head trying to get back on his own, he decided what to do now.

- Snake catches snake. Snakes are for rats.

We don't hunt, we tangle and die together.

If I find out what Rashid had sinned against Plants like Arsenal's first contact with Bern, I'll forget where this place is, what people are watching and who I am. I'm afraid I'll run back to the same snake that decorated my whole body with fragrant poison. I'm afraid we're gonna die together.

That's what Rashid wants most in this moment, and Plants doesn't want most in this moment, and that's the way he should never choose this moment.

"It's a fence to keep the beasts out. I finally knew the snake had been lifted, I did."

I endured it.

"So · · · · · · Now I think I need to fix the fence a little later."

Gear's holding up.

"Ah, I guess I've taken too much of your time. Like I said, there was something else in the palace. If you'll excuse me, I have to step back."

"· · · · · · Yes."

"Yes, Prince. I look forward to seeing you again soon."

"Me, too. Baron Brissen."

Gear's holding up.

"We wish you a pleasant conversation and a pleasant chat. With Randall."

Rashid looks at Kalian.

I never told you I was here to see Randall.

You acknowledge that the one who reads the inside of the opponent and knows how to walk is not just Rashid, so you are advised not to raise your head yet, and you are warned to mark the fact that it is not Plants or Randall who should be treated as a vigilant person.

"· · · · · · Thank you."

Rashid smiles favorably. You bend your head and bend your lower back. I did not forget to give an example. I turned around and moved my feet. It's gone.

I watched.

Kalian has put up with it.

By the way.

- Falak!

I can see the red cloak.

I can see the black shoes.

I can feel the magic gathering.

You can see that the inexhaustible foot takes a step forward, and that the one who always told you to be patient could not take a step forward toward the one who was passing by the Kalian.

"Sir."

The hand.

Blue bored hands.

In the hand, in the blue bored hand.

"· · · · · · · Hold on, bro."

You see the ice cold water boiler.

- Kuaak!

Kalian extends his arm. I've got Plants. I've got what I have in my hand. Before you could see it in the nobles' eyes, you grabbed the plant before the cloak's veil revealed itself in the wind.

I grabbed the blade in his hand with both my hands.

I squeezed it in a concealed grip, so that it couldn't be seen by anyone.

I knew that Plants wasn't really going to point the knife at Rashid. I knew that the sword would come back to me, not Rashid, and I took it away.

"Sir."

Deep, deep perfume.

No matter how far you get, you can't get away. In the end, it goes back to this one moment. Hateful longing, eventually drowning and dying.

A vast sense of guilt that was brought back to life by that perfume.

I knew it was Carl who couldn't beat it.

So I held on. I stood in the way.

"· · · · · · · · Brother."

Plants did not answer.

Kalian moves his magic. Weak and weak ice days that won't hurt Rashid. You forget to place the error and use Clean before it hits the ground on the day you catch it. Keep going, keep going.

"Sir."

I can't hear anything in his ears, so I can't seem to stop him from singing anything.

- Saaaak!

Silent membranes are released.

Then I opened my mouth.

"Plants."

I called.

"· · · · · · · Your brother. I'm singing."

Alerted.

I only see my brother with green eyes. I couldn't look back at Calian without looking back at the very same eyes that I had in front of the gate.

After a long sigh, Calian opens his mouth again.

"It's okay."

I relayed the message back to him with my mouth.

I asked for it.

Callian, Plants.

* * *

- Let me see your eyes.

- I will.

Just one word.

Alan knew that Racid's energy drifted away from Calian, who wore the robe of the prince's conquest, and that Plants handling water collects ice, that Calian's magic moves, and that he uses the Clean endlessly. I had a hunch it was highly unusual.

So there was no need for more words.

Alan appears beside you, terrified of the answer. I came straight from Wilhelm's office to the Senate. And I saw what happened. You notice there's no way you're going anywhere with the great Plants.

"Your Majesty, I've been contacted. Looking for me, I suddenly came to see you."

You know that Plants would have destroyed Calian's trivial plan, since Calian had already taken off his conquest and his cape on Plants' shoulders. So, I took out a good excuse and stood behind the two of them.

"Seems like it's been a long time."

Alan greets the nobles with a familiar face. When Remain returns, I will reopen the meeting, telling him to go back first, and sending the last Leek from the meeting hall to Chermill first. Rashid may not have seen the situation. It didn't bother me.

Alan turns back, clearing the area.

- Saa · · · · · · · · · · ·.

The handle of the short scalpel in Plants' hand disappears.

The cold day you dug into Kalian's flesh disappears.

When the day of blocking the gap is cleared, the blood in the mound falls out. Even after seeing Khalian wiped clean and Plants looking down at him, Alan rubs his temples for a moment.

"Let's move on."

He said that there was nothing wrong with moving his body with magic since he was not hurt inside. Kalyan nods and Plants does not raise his head. The Great Sage, who heard it freely, embraced the two.

The light rises, the vision changes.

* * *

Springtime afternoon.

A long window of sunlight opens a small door on the floor.

I remember carefully raising one foot because I felt like stepping on it and stepping into another world. However, the only thing that changes is the shadow of the spear. Only the sun shining on the floor is swooping over my feet. There was a day when I put my front foot back in disappointment.

A square window shadow with a slightly crooked grid on the bottom of the treatment room. The person who was looking over the door that looked like it was made of sunlight turned his head back. I let down the writing on the little piece of paper on the table and let out a lower sigh.

- Knock, knock.

A knock sounds, as if waiting for the sigh to end.

"Yes, come in."

Needleren's reflexive response made him a nonchalant face. You'll pick up the paper and you'll answer. I quickly postponed the late regrets and quickly started clearing the table.

- Cheers.

However, the movement of someone who was allowed to enter was a little faster. By the time he closed the ink bottle and put a pen on the side table and reached for the spread paper, the guest who was looking for the treatment room had already opened the door and stood within a footstep.

Nedlen turns to the door, startled, and leans to his feet.

- Falak.

The paper I had been writing down had fallen to the ground, but I couldn't care less.

"Commander, Deputy Commander, Prince!"

They had three great guests who didn't know why they were here.

"Stay put. There's no one here to tell you to get up on that bridge."

"Yes, yes."

The erl who refused to greet on behalf of the prince and prince looked around the room for a moment.

"There's only room in the infirmary. Is that correct?"

"Deputy Chief Hertz's Medical Office."

"There's another hand there."

"Oh, yes. That's right. I was with the other crew, but they came back from treatment, and I think they should be here soon."

"Ah. I was strangled without getting hurt anywhere else."

"That's right, Captain."

"Then stay with me for a while. I'm gonna get McDreamy to fix his hand and come back."

"Yes? Oh, yes. I understand."

Alan nods, smiling softly. Then he sits Plants on the chair next to Needleren's bed. You take Calian back with you, leaving behind an unspoken plant.

- Master.

- I don't know what you're talking about, but Baron Brissen must have done his job.

- Yeah, that's right.

- Follow me, please. If you get spooked, the baby elephant will go crazy again.

- No, that's not it. I think you should take him to Chermill Palace or the Oval Office.

- Mind your broken hands, Prince. It is better to leave the crack in your stomach for a while.

- Do I have to?

- You don't like it?

- No, I don't hate it, I don't know what to do.

- Then leave it alone. It won't help to see the prince stay in front of him with his black head and red eyes.

- · · · · · Yes.

- I should have stopped you. When you dress up like that, I thought I'd pay you for months. Anyway, don't be ridiculous. When you're all better, think about what you said to me. Both of you.

- Yes.

Of course, Calian wasn't dragged away quietly, but it wasn't something that Needleen could find out.

- Cheers.

Soon after the door closed, two of the three who suddenly came to visit disappeared.

Just that much breathtaking static came upon me.

Needlelen, who doesn't know the English, opened his mouth when he was restless.

"· · · · · · · Assistant General."

I mean, if only these damn peas could tell us what happened with Rashid, none of this would have happened. What are we going to do about this? Soon all the nobles will see this. How are we going to fix that? Kalian was unable to say anything else because he realized it was better to get rid of his memory and not ask any more questions while thinking about it.

Thanks to Calian, who held the blade and called it Plants' name for so long, Plants turns his head back just enough to understand the voice calling to me.

Needleren reached out his hand, not being able to ask what was happening, because his face was too clear to ask. He then took out the box of paper from the bottom of the side table and opened it and placed it on the table.

"My brother sent me. It tastes good, but try it."

Cookies made by Nedlen's twin brother Scarlet.

Plants shakes his head, looking at the cookies that must still be delicious, because this time he told his sick sister to heal quickly. And I looked down at my feet again.

The tip of the shoe is particularly shiny.

It's because of the sunshine on Plants' toes.

The green-colored gaze that I saw was moving along the sunlight. A shadow of a plaid on the floor, a shadow of a potted plant on a window, and a thin piece of paper on which the gaze that was moving touched the floor.

Plants still claps his mouth and looks at it. I saw the letters written on the paper that glowed white under the sun. I've been looking at it for a long time.

- Thanksgiving.

I reached out my hand.

You bend at the waist and bend your head. I grabbed the paper with my fingertips.

Needleen quickly reaches out his hand, noticing that the paper was about to be thrown away. However, I couldn't take what was in the royal family's hands, so I grabbed it again. Instead, I opened my mouth to explain it.

"Oh, that."

"· · · · · · · Why."

Needleen smiles awkwardly, no wonder how great it is to have his mouth open. Then I realized that I had a story to tell in front of this silent prince.

"I don't know if your deputy commander knows. The rest of the crew were struck by Prince Kalian's sword, and I was also struck by the prince."

- You're worried enough to forget you're in a fight. Save the royal family without taking care of my underlings. And then you forget to take command until the rest of them are down, and then you come running. Then what do we do?

Callian, who had one of his crew in front of him, suddenly speaks.

- A bastard of a master.

In addition to that, there were worse things to say.

"I was scolded and scolded."

Plants turns his eyes away from the paper and looks at Nedlen.

Instead of looking at them and asking them to tell me what's going on, Needleen kept talking.

Not taking articles that are at risk. Clearly, Kalian, who was an 'enemy', said what he had heard first because he was a royal family. When I came to deliver the medicine, I looked at the paper and told Plants the story that I had only told Veronica a little about why I had written this down.

"But I was so confused when I heard Prince Kalian say that. I saw a blank sheet, and I wanted to write my resignation on it, so I just scribbled the name of the wizard who used the same room to leave his resignation. I'm back now, but I was there until then. A grey-haired wizard who's not adding up."

A wizard who has been trampled under his feet without the sword of Kalian.

Magic calculations are good, but Plants used to call them that because they were wrong every time he posted a report. One of the grey-haired wizards with the wrong addition.

"Anyway, at first I wrote it down without much thought, and then it popped up, and then it popped up, and then it popped up, and then I started writing."

Orange Head Wizard, Kane Tesman. The wizard with the same hair color doesn't have anyone to call yet.

A pink-haired wizard who can't eat milk. Unlike pink-haired Needles with lots of lotus light, wizards with real pink hair get seasick when they eat milk.

A brunette wizard who hated peppers who had never met Plants before. A brown-haired knight who yawns when he's nervous. The yellow-haired wizard that Anna is afraid of. Whistling Brown Hair Wizard. A red-headed knight who can't sleep when he drinks tea.

"But to write that down, who is who, what is the manner of speaking, what is good, what is not good, what is good. That's what came to mind. It wasn't just the wizards and knights that were underneath me. It reminded me of one by one. I finally realized that I knew that there was someone else besides Scarlet, and I didn't know it."

Plants did not answer.

Needlen's silent voice continues. I don't know what happened, but I wonder if it would be any consolation. I think so.

"Actually, I didn't know why the deputy commander called us that, but I thought I knew a little bit. Maybe he already knows what I know. That's what I thought."

It wasn't.

Similar but slightly different

Because of Kalian, whose name has been cleared, it was Bern who tried not to remember anyone by their name. If Calian is forgotten again, he does not forget anything and tries to remember it all. That's not why he thought of it.

"Of course, it might be for a different reason than me, but I just decided to take it that way, thinking what I wanted. It's not about the right answer. There is no right answer in the world. So I decided to think freely and be proud."

Needlelen smiled beautifully.

And I looked at the paper as if it were a gentle stroke with my eyes.

"Anyway, I'm trying to memorize and write down all the nicknames of the people I have to take care of until I get better. When I'm done, I'll show it to the X.O. again."

"· · · · · · To me. Why."

"The Deputy Commander taught me. I'm going to reflect on this, and I'm going to write it like a rebound."

Plants looks back at the floor.

I saw it engraved beautifully in the sun.

A shadow of a potted plant on a window, a plaid shadow on the floor, and a black shoe tip. The gaze that moved like that lifted my hand. A piece of paper in his hand, with names written on it in his eyes.

Maybe there's a better reason why he took it. But the answer had already come to light with unnecessary names.

"Vice Admiral, instead of giving you that perfume, remember how you promised to close your eyes to a mistake. I've already told Deputy Commander Hertz and he's forgiven me.Please teach him a little lesson and move on. I will never do that again."

The sun shining on the floor suddenly tilted a little.

Now that I'm relieved that I won't be disappointed in another world unfolding even after stepping on it, I won't leave the place where I live now.

"You can't kick him out. I love that Balkan, Deputy Commander."

The pink-haired wizard smiled brightly.

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