How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Arsen Hertz.

Sometimes I think about it.

Of course, I was prepared that I would meet her someday. There was no bitter grudge. The user does not realize that the target was Bern, but the enemy's knight. He even remembered that he had been quite polite to Bern who was dying.

I know that with my head.

However, there was nothing I could do to stop the grumbling.

"Please take good care of it."

According to Arsen, Kalian smiles deeply and replies.

"Yes. Very, very nice to meet you."

That smile strangely resembled Plants. The only person who noticed it was Alan, who turned Calian and Arsen one time and kicked his tongue smaller than the others. It's because I realized that hiring the wrong person was wrong and I realized that the way to the Wizard would not be easy.

"You are a talented person who will be part of the Wizard's Bandit. Learn a lot and get to know each other along the way."

Le Maine didn't need to see other people's insights.

The finger rests on Calian's knee, moving silently and drawing a long curve. The same curved smile is drawn on Calian's face as if he were following the palm of his hand.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I will, I will."

Allen's arm gives a creepy grin when he sees the smile he put on it. Remain nods willingly.

Kalian doesn't remember, but Arsen was actually seeing Kalian a second time. Of course, the first time was on the day of the Master's inauguration when he taught Arsenal magic, when he stopped Kalian from crossing the bridge. He did not hesitate to find the royal palace when he received an invitation from Alan because his first impression of Kalian at the time was very good.

That's why Arsenal was looking at Kalian with excited eyes without realizing that the smile he saw that day was quite different from the meaning of today's smile.

"Yes. Is Roselita ready?"

Suddenly, Le Maine asked Calian: Calian replies with a slightly awkward face because of his unfamiliar voice.

"Yes. We're all done."

"But he refused to take the wagon. Wouldn't that be uncomfortable?"

Not only were dozens of convenient enchantments applied, but the various defensive enchantments put on by Alan Manasil of the underworld, and how he was uncomfortable riding on the best wagons on the continent, luxurious, spacious and comfortable, with wagon bedrooms and showers and toilets that the ardent Arctic Sispanian made use of this space, Calian replied calmly.

"No, thank you."

So this is all about Raven.

When Calian gets inside the wagon, he doesn't stand by and walk. Kyrie, who had Elven blood, was particularly close to horses, could not deal with Raven.

So Calian was really serious about whether to leave Raven or leave the wagon, and he decided to go to Roselita with his lovely horse according to Allen's advice.

"You'll be fine with your words. They're so clever."

Alan said, "Are you trying to reassure Le Maine or make fun of Calian?" Remain nods his head and supports Khalian's decision.

"Yes. You won't even get a chance to ride up and look around Cairys." I believe you had a good idea. You'll never have a chance to walk outside the palace as a prince again. "

Kalian smiles bitterly.

"Thank you for your permission."

At the end of the conversation with Callian, Remain's head turns to Allan this time. But the topic of the conversation was still Calian.

"How is the Prince's magic these days?"

"The Sispanians are crying."

Even though Arsenal was with him, it was a magical level of Khalian. Arsenal was going to find out anyway, so Le Maine comfortably asked, and Alan answered for the same reason.

Remain stares at Allen with a slightly startled look on his face. It was his expression that he was that talented. Alan laughs softly.

"I'm sorry to give you my blessing."

Gurgle!

There is a loud noise in Arsen's hands.

Arsen lets out a small sigh of relief, barely holding onto the fallen knife. Then I carefully looked up and saw the eyes of the high ranking people who were with me.

Khalian continues his relaxed meal as if he had not heard Alan's words as well as the sound of knives, and Remain gazes back at him. And Alan drank the water.

Le Maine's last words were about Allen.

"You're quite consistent."

"Are there any?"

Eventually, Le Maine's deep blue eyes return to Calian.

"It's been a long time since a wizard has been born in the royal family. Even though Lord Manasil is such a mess, his abilities are on the move. If you visit Roselita, learn more from Lord Manasil and try harder."

If the word "mess" comes out of Le Maine's mouth, it's enough to know Allen's usual behavior with Le Maine. Calian lowers his fork and knife, slightly lowering his head and responding calmly.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'll try harder."

Remain nodded at the age of just 14 that his son had mastered three circles, which he never knew was a year ahead of Alan Manasil.

Callian was eager to eat with a calm face, as if there was nothing unfair to hear because the teacher had too high expectations for his disciples. Of course, Alan was eating in a consistent manner from the beginning. Only Arsenal drenches the dry mouths of the three seasons.

That concluded the luncheon with several conversations.

After a busy Remain and a busy Arsen return, Calian and Allen walk out together, as if they had promised. Jan and Kiri follow you on the street.

Callian and Alan walk side-by-side along a long, green path with rounded corners. It is a beautiful promenade that encloses the perimeter of the Senate like a wall. In August, the scorching sun seeps through the leaves and lays a beaded pattern on the fine cobblestone path.

Alan expressed a silent expression as if it were a natural order. Callian watches it and laughs out loud. It was only Silent that this great wizard came to Cairys and used the most magic. Of course, Alan turns his head quietly and asks Callian, not to worry so much about it.

"May I say hello, prince?"

It was about Arsen.

Callian, who reminds me of him, sweeps off one of his breasts without my knowledge, and Alan decides not to ask about Bern's relationship with Arsen.

Callian listens to the sound of the snail coming in quietly.

"How old is he?"

"Twenty-eight. It turned out that I chose a young wizard who was capable and good enough to stay with the prince."

He said he served as a commander at the age of 38 when he attacked Bern. At that age, he was talented enough to lead the Wizards. There was no reason to miss such talent because of the stunt that only Kalian remembered alone.

Kalian shakes his head, smiling.

"Leave it alone. I'll take care of it."

Alan had yet to realize that Jan was the most fearsome word in the world, "I'll take care of it." So Alan just nods.

"Are you already gathering the wizards? Isn't it a little early for that?"

It's only been three months since we started the Wizard's Bandit.

"We seem to be gathering people first in a situation where we can't train them and have no buildings to stay in."

Alan relaxes, smiling and answering.

"No. Don't worry, he's the only one I've called in advance for the Prince's escort. And we don't have many wizards to call Cairys talented yet, so it's going to take some time to get the numbers up."

Do you know what you're doing? Kalian nods favorably. Alan smiles and opens his mouth, looking at Khalian like that.

"I've named the Wizards."

Callian's head turns to Allan.

It was Le Maine's army, and I wanted Le Maine to decide its name, even if it was written by Calian in advance. Because of this, Kalian did not give you the name he was familiar with.

"What did you choose?"

Alan looks at her with playful eyes. Guess what. Calian opens his mouth, disappearing.

"Balkan."

"I knew it."

Alan smiles.

"That's right. Remain agreed to call it that."

"Well done. That's a little realistic, given the name."

Alan nods and opens his mouth.

"I'm going to call my daughter-in-law and granddaughter who are staying in Libern soon. You'll see it around the time you go to Roselita."

"You have a granddaughter."

Calian's feet pause and move forward. A very awkward smile appeared on Callian's face. Alan smiles at his grandfather, looking younger than Arsen.

"She's a sweet, sweet girl. It's not just the granddaughter, it's the daughter-in-law. I'm teaching magic in Libern now, so I think it might be helpful to train the wizards of the Balkans."

Khalian didn't know much about Libern. I just knew that it was a good way to treat wizards and that people's personality was a very free country. Because of this, Khalian, who doesn't know much about the magical education of Libern, asked Allan.

"I'm curious about a magical institute in Libern. Will you be able to learn enough as a wizard even if you are taught there?"

I asked because I didn't know how effective magic education would be. Alan nods and replies.

"Yes. It's similar to the Knights' Nursery in Brissen. Talent and effort have consequences, so it's no different."

I did not hear what Kalian had to say. Alan takes a relaxing step next to Calian without saying a word, feeling lost in thought.

Callian's mouth only opens when it's almost time to turn around the Senho Coffin.

"Master, do you have any plans this afternoon?"

"There are no special events."

Alan shakes his head without a second thought. If Callian was looking for him, he'd be the one to kill him on schedule.

Kalian nods. But this time it wasn't Allan who was looking for her. Callian smiled at Allen, who was excited.

"Let me borrow your wagon."

What a wagon.

When Alan hears the unexpected, he looks at her with mysterious eyes and asks.

"Do you have something to do with my wagon, not me?"

Callian smiles for a moment as it sounds quite strange.

"I just need to write your name for a while. I don't mind if you come with me, but you're not going to have much fun today."

It is said that someone will sell Alan Manasil's name on that luxurious wagon, apparently belonging to Alan Manasil. Alan replied, shaking his head, not asking me to go first, but not stubborn enough to follow.

"I hate boring places. Anyway, the prince is using my wagon, and it would be weird if I was stumbling outside the palace, so I'm going to talk to Remain for a moment. Goodbye."

"Yes, thank you."

Along the way, Khalian takes Jan and Kiri to get on Alan's wagon and out of the palace.

When Remain heard from the Grand Chamberlain that Callian had left the palace on Allen's wagon, he told him not to post any more reports if he went out with him. It was an expression of faith in Alan.

However, Alan suddenly appears behind the Grand Chamberlain, terrified to the end. Le Maine's face grimaces as she watches it.

This bloody wizard sent her away alone.

* * *

Melpire Pollun, the merchant merchant of the Pollun Merchant Guild, was about to stand by a small pond supporting the manor and feed the fish. In other words, I was having a very peaceful and relaxing time. I just said that until now.

After enjoying a relaxing stay for a long time, a servant ran over and told him that a black unicorn wagon had entered the mansion.

Melpher's round eyes widen as wide as those of a fish.

"Sir Alan Manasil is here?"

"Yes, Baron. I just saw that wagon coming in."

The servant, who swallowed his breath while running to the support, replied.

"What brings you to the Big Joint?"

Melpire, who handed the bowl of fish food to the servant standing in the back, clapped his hands and plucked out what was buried. After that, another man rushed to Melpire while he was taking a swift step.

He was a butler, not a servant, in a black suit. One of Melpire's eyebrows rises.

If his old butler ran in like that, it was because there was something important going on. Immediately, the butler approached Melpire and spoke to him in his ear. Melpire's eyes are a little bigger than before.

'Sir Manasil's wagon, there was someone else.'

After hearing all that, Melpire barely lifted up the bridge that almost fell into the pond. Suddenly, his face turns white. At the King's Birthday festival, the voice that prevented the near mishap rang in my ears.

'I feel uneasy over my head.'

In short, the Khalian who saved his life has come to claim the price of his life, which he has put on hold for three months.

In the middle of the day!

Melpire hurriedly ran to where Kalian was, hoping that Melpir would be the smartest of many days to come.