How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The royal family does not put their name on their mouths.

Kiri, who had lived a life worse than the poor, knew that.

And yet, I'm Callian.

It must have been intentional, but I didn't have much time to think about it. Everyone looks down and opens their mouths first.

"I am Hemilan Torca."

"I am Cain Sert, Prince."

With the exception of ISON, who was fortunate enough to greet Kalian first, ten people left in a hurry to tell her their name.

Calian's face looked like a playful and confident smile.

And Yan suddenly notices why Callian said that and smiles discreetly.

It's because I remembered what Kalian said as a joke before he stood in front of people on Remain's birthday a long time ago.

'That's what everyone seems to call me. Ah, the Kalian!'

At that time, the meaning contained in 'him' was never good. Weak, frightened, powerless etc. were always stuck in front of Calian's name.

However, people still call Kalian "the" Kalian. The words that enter 'him' have now completely changed, but there have been many overly cosmetic or exaggerated judgments as they have risen in people's mouths.

- I'm Callian.

So this greeting is not in your head, but in front of you, not in your head, but in your own words, meaning that I am the real Khalian.

I'm going to show you who Callian is, and I want you to let go of all the expectations and prejudices that made you decide to send him a gift.

So there's no one more confident than this.

After greeting, those who looked up saw the smile on Callian's face. Some of them smiled at each other, and some looked at those who were smiling with a puzzled face.

For those who were first told to follow themselves, Calian made such an unforgettable first impression.

* * *

Lemaine looks a little worried.

The voice is small enough that only Alan can hear it right next to him.

"I don't know if this is really the right thing for the princes."

It was very similar to what Alan said a few days ago.

Allen then reproduced what Remain had done.

'You sound full.'

I did not answer with my back. It's because the other nobles were together.

"It will be helpful enough."

Alan raises his bow appropriately and shoots at the bird sitting in the far tree. The bow in the wizard's hand was truly awkward.

No, it's not.

Tsk!

The arrow that flies away after making a faint sound can't even reach the tree where the bird sits and falls to the ground.

Le Maine smiles as she lacks the skills to catch birds. The nobles are surprised to see Remain smiling and Alan grumbles.

"Don't smile so much. A wizard can only use magic so well."

It was right when I was done saying this.

The bird that was just up in the tree suddenly lets out a small, long cry and plummets to the ground. Dead.

The eyes of the nobles who saw it were hard to compare to when they saw Remain's smile.

However, Le Maine shook her head and said with an unsurprised face.

"There's no rule about magical hunting, so I'd say that's null and void."

"There are no rules about magical hunting, so maybe you should consider it valid."

The two were having a little argument, but the nobles who were with me felt their heads blown off. It was only after he saw the bird fall that Remain told him it was magic that he knew what Alan had done.

There was no sound, no conviction.

Even Alan has been watching Remain ever since.

These were all the nobles of the Knight family who were allied with Brycen. In other words, they were completely on the other side with the nobles that Kalian was meeting with.

In other words, they were also quite good at handling the sword. Though not as proud as the late Evan Brissen, everyone was proud of their strength. Nevertheless, you don't notice Allen's arrows flying.

'If that thing had flown to me...'

The nobles who naturally thought this way tightly clenched their fists without my knowledge.

Of course, Remain was not interested in the surprises of those gathered here, so he relaxed to look at Alan and replied.

"I can't believe you're actually seeing this."

Then, he glanced at the surroundings with an unknown gaze as if he were looking around the forest or looking at the nobles on Brysen's side.

"Will you hunt down everyone in this place?"

You hear the sound of the nobles breathing from their mouths, and a short smile from Alan's mouth.

Soon Alan's sharp eyes produced a smooth curve. A cold voice came from between his thin lips.

"Sitting in a tree so big,"

Another bird falls to the floor.

Alan's words, which he hears behind the last cry of birds, are engraved deep in everyone's heads.

"· · · · · · · · Nothing to catch."

It was an obvious threat.

* * *

While Remain and Allen exuded fantastic breath and pressured the nobles of Brissen, those who were with Calian were enjoying a picnic hunt.

- Peeing!

The arrow that leaves Calian's hand emits a light wave.

The arrow pierces through the neck of the bird that just flew.

Every time I shoot a bow, one of them dies.

After all, hunting was not the objective, but it had to be appropriately categorized, so Calian was holding on to a few birds that looked like this.

Another small elastic burst from the mouths of those who saw the birds spreading their wings and falling to the ground, as Calian's archery surpassed expectations. Of course, Jan was among them.

"Kirrie. Did you teach the prince the bow, too?"

Kiri looks surprised to hear that.

I was surprised that I didn't tell Jan that Kalian knows how to handle a bow, and I was surprised at Jan's stubbornness that I still don't doubt.

Anyway, Kiri nods.

The only one in the palace who could teach Kalian the Bow was Kiri.

"Yes · · · · · · · · I told you."

Kiri looks at the bow tied to the horse saddle for a moment. And today I thought I'd never have to raise my bow. I've dealt with the Black, but I've never held a bow in my hand.

Yan, who heard Kyrie's answer, says again with a proud face.

"My prince is a bit good with weapons. Isn't that right?"

Like this.

Thanks to this, the people around me were somewhat confused. I wanted to see if I could get a little more of that talent.

"Yes, you're very quick to learn."

And the Half-Elf Kyrie now cheers Yan's stubbornness out of her mouth with a lie that is perfectly proficient.

Callian smiles for a moment as he listens to the story a little before them. Aizen looks back at Calian in that direction.

"Earl Aprine."

"Yes, Prince."

"The cookie you sent me, why rye?"

It was a slightly contextual question, but Calian was really curious.

The nobles of Cairys did not eat rye.

Of course, Callian and Allen didn't, but Jan didn't say cookies didn't suit her tastes.

If Jan can do that, there's nothing to see from the other nobles.

However, rye was more nutritious and much cheaper than wheat. It was a must-have food for the common people. Therefore, Rye is a unique crop that is absolutely necessary for the country, but only nobles do not put their mouth to it.

"That's what I've been wondering all along. Why rye? You can't be so sentimental about showing the prince the civilian life."

When asked by Callian, Aizen opens his mouth with a very cautious expression.

"To be honest, after sending it, I had a lot of regrets and concerns that you might have misunderstood that there was another reason."

"I was worried you might take it as a taunt to my mother. My mother was a commoner who ate rye."

According to Kalian, she's not sure what to do, so she bows her head.

"If that's what you're thinking, I'm really sorry, Prince. I didn't mean to."

"I didn't get it wrong. In fact, even if I meant it right, I would be delighted."

What a thoughtful mockery.

I don't know if it's Kalian, but I think I should see the face of the sender.

"It was a good gift for me because I didn't seem to have it in mind about where my mother was from."

Callian looks back at Aizen with an honest look.

"Now I want you to tell me why the rye is here. I've been so curious."

ISON replies with a cautious voice again.

"Dense, but also in need of rye."

"Dense, but also needs rye. I understand."

Kalian raises his mouth as if he had solved a difficult problem.

It means that stronger wizards are good, but less powerful should not have superior knights.

After Calian was summoned to the Wizard's throne, it was a gift from the Knights to ask for some attention.

"If I had sent him back without eating, the erl wouldn't be here right now."

"I'm sorry, Prince."

ISON looks embarrassed.

I tested it with a rye cookie.

Instead, ISON, Callian.

Kalian laughs as he watches Aizen.

It made me feel like I was seeing Melpire. It looks exactly like the one who tried to send a horse necklace to take care of Kalian.

"I didn't realize it as a gift, but I was thinking the same thing anyway, so why don't you just say I got the Earl's problem right?"

Callian asks, and Aison can't answer any more and his face turns red.

After watching the ISON quietly, Calian moves Raven forward a little more. Then he turns to the other side. Then Kalian stood face to face with the nobles alone.

"On a clear day, I have something to tell you."

Callian opens his mouth with a light tone, putting everyone in front of him.

"I'll be hunting soon enough. With these people, of course."

It's been a while since the hunting competition began.

From now on, it seems to me that it doesn't mean hunting here, whether you know it or not.

No one answered.

"But I've never caught anything like it, not an eagle or a lion. I don't know if anybody's interested."

Everyone laughed this time.

Looks like Griffin came to everyone's head in a Brycen's sentence. Calian nods, smiling, because we're all sharing the same face.

Callian grumbles, waiting for a moment for the smile to subside.

"We'll send you money."

The only help that Kalian can give them right now is the money that's being resurfaced at an incredible rate. And the money was probably what they needed the most.

"You just have to work a little harder to make it invisible. I will be contacting you through Earl Eiffel, so please stay in touch periodically."

He replied by looking down at them all.

After examining them again, Khalian speaks in a voice that is low but majestic.

"Next time, I'll see you in 'An'. I look forward to it."

The Palace of Cairis, in it.