How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Calian exhales lightly, as if draining away the life of Grey pouring out at him. Meanwhile, grey's terrible voice echoes through the wagon.

"Stop the wagon."

The wagon that was always running stopped.

After seeing it, Calian turns his head for a moment to check on the group.

It's different.

Feeling Grey's liveliness, Kyrie was ready to rush at any moment, and the magical powers were in Arsen and Rachel's hands.

Kalyan raises his hand and cautions them not to move around. In particular, he looked at Arsen, who was looking at the approximate angle of the pink wagon.

Then he looked at Jan and said,

"Keeri's the only one left. I'll be right there."

From now on, Kalian was the only one who could handle it, so only Kyrie knew the secret of Kalian should be here.

Jan sees Khalian's stern expression, and without a word, she takes her group away along the royal highway.

Kalyan closes his eyes for a moment, looking behind them.

It was to become Bern, not Kalian for a while.

'Grey must not go to Cairosis. But you can't kill him. However, it is not necessary to take care of your hands and make room for behind the scenes.'

So Callian's plan was to bring Grey all the way down to the bottom. We had to make sure we didn't have to face Kalian again.

- Bloop!

Grey opens the window of the wagon.

Along with him, you open his eyes.

Callian, looking at Bern's eyes, looks down at Grey, looking out the window.

Grey, who had never known such a change, sits on a large black horse and shouts to Calian, looking down at her in the wagon.

"How dare you bloodline a lowly bitch!"

Callian tucks his hand inside the window.

He grabs Grey by the collar and pulls.

- Kuaak!

"Heave-ho!"

Immediately, grey chokes on the wagon wall.

Grey comes first.

Blasphemy grey comes first.

So now it's self-defense.

Calian bows his head toward Grey in his hands. And a few days ago, I burst into anger that I had been holding back.

"I'll endure it."

Kalian grins fiercely.

- Boom!

Kalian extends his arm and pulls him back to the wagon wall. The wind knocked Grey into his head again.

Grey opens her eyes.

"Phew!"

- Boom!

From the moment she encountered Grey in the royal province, Calian was releasing the power that had concealed her error. Grey didn't notice it.

The third of the six.

Nevertheless, I don't even feel the energy of Khalian, who has just become the Master of the Sword. In fact, it means that after stepping onto the path of the sword, you haven't trained properly.

Therefore.

Kalian is strong.

"Y-yeah."

- Kuang!

One more time, his mind disappears from Grey's eyes, crashing into the wagon wall. Eventually, his hand points toward the hilt of the sword. There's no way Kalian could have missed that move outside the wagon.

- Boom!

Kalian bows more toward Grey, who hit his head for the third time. He whispered in Grey's ear, which he saw inside the window.

"Get off."

At the same time, Calian's life explodes.

Lennon, grey, silica, and plants.

All the anger against Brycen that he had endured has erupted at once.

"You don't want to die."

Grey's group leaves the wagon in a sudden commotion. The butler and the chariot stood up and didn't know what to do. Their gaze reaches Grey and the six knights.

And the six knights took a step back with their pale faces. Even Kyrie, who was standing far away, felt suffocated.

Calian has never been more alive. It was Khalian who made Alan Manasil nervous through a brief revelation. So would Grey be miserable with an uncontrolled intact lifestyle?

Grey's whole body is rigid.

"Get out."

Grey can't tell if he wants the horse out of the wagon or off the wagon.

After all, Kalian has given his arm strength again.

- Boom!

- Qasim!

The wagon wall couldn't handle the strength of the focused arm. Callian pulls Grey to the window frame.

"Wait, wait!"

Grey makes an urgent noise.

Calian grabs the grey like that and throws it away. And I came down from Raven's back.

I work for his supervisor.

That's the arsenic in the Kalian.

Teacher said, "If it's just a knife, you can do whatever you want."

Whoo-hoo!

The transparent light settles on the tip of Calian's hand, creating a round, elongated stick. That's easy for you to say.

"Let's do it."

The matchwork began horribly.

Grey can't even draw a sword in her waist.

He was also a sodmaster. However, the club was so fast that there was no room to escape, rather than draw the sword. I was just getting hit less painfully, surrounded by errors all over my body.

I have never hit anyone many times.

The four knights who were thrown into the lake just moments ago were furious enough to have their bones shattered.

But it was the first time it was true.

I've never been beaten up by my family and my own strength.

'I will kill you if you leave this place.'

It doesn't hurt, but shame and anger pour in together. Then, naturally, life spurted out once more.

Kalian laughs when he sees it.

"Do you really have to be gone to wake up?"

And kicked Grey's abdomen.

- Phew!

I kicked, stepped on and stepped on it three times, twice or twice. I didn't take Grey's knife. I thought if I aimed at the sword, I'd be able to fight it, too. I just never thought of Grey pulling out the knife.

Gerko grey whispers. With him, the error of supporting Grey's body fades away like sugar in water.

The source of error is gone.

A slightly larger circular rod was created in Kalian's hand, which reduced the continental sovereign master back to five. It's a little stronger in a nutshell.

A pretty, transparent club begins to dance, embroidering a spectacular trajectory in the air.

"How dare you stand in front of me."

- Puck!

"Did you say blood?"

- Phew!

Grey twists and clears the blood from his teeth.

Anger disappears long ago. There was a little shame left.

After seeing it, Calian moves his hand again.

No blood splattered beyond what Grey allowed. You don't even hear bones breaking. Callian is just beating himself up, picking out just where it hurts and not dying. That hand was really spicy.

"Wait, wait, wait."

Calian's hand pauses for a moment. Grey sits up. Then I looked at the two concubines for a moment. Since there was still pride left, Kalian began the hard work again.

Grey was insane. I knew why, but I didn't know how not to. So I got hit again. Where the hell does that club keep coming from?

Calian keeps hitting her, as the thought seems deep in Grey's face.

I did not faint even though there was no error.

It was because I was hitting him because I chose a place where he wouldn't faint.

It hurt so much.

I've held the sword for a long time, but I've never felt such pain. After more than an hour's work, Grey kneels before Callian.

Then the club disappeared.

Callian takes a step toward Grey. Grey's body flinches and pulls back. Callian raises his hand and grabs Grey's collar again. The deep-rooted horror caught Grey's eye.

Kalian asks in a low voice.

"Who hit you?"

I feel alive at the end of my voice.

It meant that you should answer well.

- The Marquis will take away the son who covets the title of the Marquis for money.

At that moment, I thought about what Kalian said a moment ago, and I thought about his instinct for survival. Grey quickly opens her mouth.

"Evan, Marquis Evan Brissen."

I hope you don't have any idea what that answer means.

What a rich relationship.

Calian's face is tingling with cynicism.

Grey was just too frightened right now.

Calian looks around, just like that. Grey's gasoline, including six knights, is barely in place.

Calian loosens the gray collar in his hand. Grey's body collapses powerlessly. Soon, a cheerful voice came from Calian's mouth.

"You made your son here. What a disgruntled father."

Along with that, Calian steps on Grey's back.

- Qasim!

"Shhh!"

Grey eventually fainted from the pain of a broken spine. Calian's gaze reaches Grey's Chamberlain as she watches it with her confident eyes.

"You. Would you understand me?"

That said, the butler nodded so much that he heard the sound of it coming off his head.

"I will return to the White March immediately. And I'm going to tell you about the injustice I've experienced. The Marquis said he had a deep disagreement with his son and sent someone here, so he did this to him."

"But I see the same path where the change bag moved. Is it a coincidence?"

The butler's mouth quickly found the answer.

"No, the change bag came two days later. The prince was in the palace at that point, so I didn't run into him by accident."

After hearing a fairly satisfactory answer, Calian shakes his head once. Then the final warning is sent in a frozen voice.

"Yes. If word of my name ever got in that rumor."

Callian grins as he sees everyone's face, including the butler's.

"I'll find you. Everywhere."

"Yes, yes. I understand."

The butler shakes his head again, crying.

Kalian turns away.

Callian on Raven's saddle looks at Kiri and says,

"I paid you back, too."

Kyrie nods, her face whitened.

* * *

After nearly two hours, the group who were waiting in the unseen, they see two pillars walking by each other.

It was not until much later than evening that I was able to enter Nencia, the last lord. After a long march, Callian takes the evening. And after just briefing Alan about the story, he went straight down.

Kyrie watches over Kalian sleeping until the next morning. Because I was worried that Grey's knights might come for revenge. Of course, Grey's knights were sick and tired of the thought of Callian's face, but just in case.

And the next morning, Jan and Hina were very busy.

Thanks to this, Kalian confuses this place with Chermill or the Lord of Nenthia's Saint for a moment.

"I thought you said there were a lot of people."

Jan asked Kalian to be gentle in saying that he could get into light clothes like when he left. So, Kalian looks at the conquest of the prince, who doesn't even know why he took it on his journey.

"· · · · · · · I don't think that's necessary."

After all, Khalian, who did not defeat Yan, dresses up to conquest and looks good, so he can't roughly dress up as the rest of the party. After all, the prince's Roselita acolytes have to be fierce.

So everyone went up early in the morning after finishing bathing and grooming. Then I left the last of the Nencian Lords and arrived at Cairysis an hour away.

After that, Kalian immediately regretted the terrifying conquest of stepping foot inside the outer sanctuary. It's because the cheers of the people have grown too big.

People are too pretty and too cool sometimes they get tired.

Anyway.

With this cheer all the way inside the palace, Remain and Allen, who were waiting for Calian in the library, were surprised.

"Looks like they're here."

Le Maine, sitting in her chair, raises a cup of tea. It seemed quite nervous that something might happen.

That's because he said that again as soon as Alan walked in.

"Your son broke someone's back this time."

Remain covers his face with both hands, as it sounded a little familiar, but something else was broken before. And he brings up the right questions that Alan had mentioned earlier.

"Whose waist was it?"

Alan replies with a satisfied smile.

"It was Grey Brissen's waist."

I mean, how can I be relieved?

Alan said, "How did you break the sorcerer's waist?"

"That's how it happened."

How could you stand up to Calian by yourself? He said no one was hurt. That's why he must have fallen in the middle of a fight. He barely nods at his words, and he opens his mouth with a soft face.

"The father has no strength to defend himself. He stepped up and drove the thief away."

It was a deeper word in the lungs than ever before.

And after a while.

As soon as Calian came into the palace and jumped out of Raven, he fell into Allen's arms.

"Master!"

Alan hugs this beautiful disciple running from his waist with all his arms.

"Welcome. Well done."

After that, Allen's smiling young face pierces Remain's lungs once more.