How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Callian opens his mouth with a slightly stiff face.

"Why are you telling me this now?"

Kiri told me that Arsenal had cursed only when it was time to cross the promenade surrounding the Senho Passage. That's why Kiri answered Kalian with a quiet but clear voice.

"Sir Hertz is a capable man, Prince."

"You mean I couldn't tell you where I was going to send a poor talent across the Señor River?"

"Yes, that's right."

"That's a little unfair. I just can't retrieve the thrown sword. I don't know when it disappears."

It was unfair for Kalian.

"Maybe I should have thrown it."

Khalian grumbles, checking the exact distance enough to alert Arsen as if he believed in the shield.

At that time, Yan, who was walking without saying anything, suddenly opened his mouth with a thought.

"By the way, I hear Prince Randell has a lot on his plate today. I think you two might run into each other on the way here on a bit of a short notice."

Hearing that, Calian's feet pause for a moment.

Callian scratches his cheek and says to Jan.

"Why are you telling me this now?"

Then Jan felt sorry, but I thought I had my reasons. So, looking at the reason for this, Yan really gave Yan the right answer.

"You should have thought of something else. Do you know how surprised I am to see you train so harshly with Sir Hertz? But what if you get really hurt?"

"What Kiri says is that I'm not really hurt, and I'm not really going to kill Sir Hertz."

Really. Him or him.

One looks at me too harshly, one looks at me too harshly.

Anyway, I was surprised and forgot. What else can I say?

"I get it. We don't have to face each other."

After all, Kalian was unable to say anything else to Kiri or Jan, but only replied like this.

"Brother Randall. '

After Silica, Randall never came out for breakfast. I felt very uncomfortable with the fact that my insides had been revealed on the spot where Plants was injured and that Calian was working with Plants.

I did not stumble upon it in Chermill Palace.

Normally Randall would be out in the garden of roses, so he just avoided it. At another event, I didn't mix a word. I didn't want to get close because I was uncomfortable.

"I think Prince Plants didn't mind just leaving like that that that day, but rather why Prince Randall did."

Thus, Jan, who does not speak ill of other princes in front of Kalian, said this.

"Mr. Plants, who annoyed the whole world, is not unmindful, he just has no idea."

As Calian replies, Evan enters the Senho Coffin, which will be waiting for him.

* * *

The Grey Brisen Change Bag was the third sword on the continent.

Earl Evan Brissen steps into the path of the sword first.

So Evan, who became a sodmaster, opened his eyes at the time he entered at least three fingers. I just walked in and saw Kalian.

"What's going on here? '

Evan closes the gate and only trains throughout the winter.

I thought I'd done it by now. I left the door open.

But I still can't feel the power of the error from Kalian.

He was a child who had not been on the sword's path for less than a year, but he appeared to have no place to be ordinary. He was like a gentle prince who had never been anywhere near Slayman or Carl.

It was not that hard to prevent his face from distorting even after he came prepared.

Of course, all of Evan's insides were being seduced by Calian. Calian walks quietly in front of Evan, not amused by the situation he intended.

Evan was deeply preoccupied with thoughts until then. Jan opens his mouth, standing behind Kalian.

"Marquis Brissen. Stand up and show an example."

Must be a family history.

I have never seen manners first.

Calian sits down to greet Evan in the same way that he received me. Then Evan opens his mouth as soon as he glues his butt to the chair opposite him.

"Why did you ask to see me, not my brother?"

Whether I took it out without a sip of tea, Evan's eyebrows twitched.

Calian and Evan are like the first time we've met. The other day, however, we had a contact point through Arsenal in the process of expelling silica. That's why Evan came to the royal palace to see if he could talk some sense into the alliance between Calian and Brysen.

However, Calian was showing off that he was running out of time.

However, the person in front of him was not someone who was as angry as Alan. That's why Evan wiped his shivering face.

"Congratulations on stepping into the sword's path. Prince."

"Thank you."

Khalian replies briefly.

Then he stares at Evan's face.

Calian was also looking at it because he still did not feel Evan's error, but how could he know that? After saying the next word quickly, it was accepted only as the intention of the bell.

'I didn't come here for nothing.'

Eventually, Evan put aside the "Alliance of Kalian and Brissen" story, which was obvious that it would be a disadvantage, and gave him a good reason to visit.

"Actually, I just wanted to make sure Prince Plants was doing well. because you seem reluctant to see me in person."

Callian gives you a short laugh.

I laughed publicly.

Evan's eyebrows twitch again, and Calian opens his mouth in a cold voice.

"I can hear the sound of melted river water in my ears after a season of freezing."

It was also a reprimand to ask Plants how he was doing after the River Seño had frozen and had enough time to melt, and to watch Evan's every move.

After all, it was clear that Evan's face was frozen like the Senho River in the winter.

* * *

Same time.

Alan, who found Remain to report the results of the evaluation of the 20 newly added Balkans, heard a letter.

"This came out of the palace, stopped by Latran, and then came back to the palace. It looks like there are people left."

The letter to Alan was meant to be received only after he returned to the palace through Earl Latran.

Remain looks up and sees the letter, looking at the report Allen handed him. Then he gave me a slightly better answer than telling me how many people to work with at Cairys.

"Looks like the shipment's finished. I see you've reached the Earl."

Alan nods without any objection, now that the new title is a little familiar. Then I looked back at the letter I was holding and opened my mouth.

"A second invitation. I have a new sense of how fast time passes."

In the golden gorgeous letter, there were all kinds of rhymes about inviting people to Remain's thirty-ninth birthday celebration.

Remain's birthday was in May. For this reason, invitations to Cecretia and Riverne Tensile were already sent at the beginning of the New Year. Subsequently, it was sent to the nobles of Cairys who lived far away and finally to the nobles who lived near Cairysis.

So Allen could have been considered to have received the last invitation.

"This time don't throw it away like last year."

I laughed at Alan's mouth when he pinched what he was trying to catch. It reminds me of Calian, who made Alan his teacher to ask for a new invitation.

"Don't worry. You can't just throw away my invitation if the Sispanians tell me to come and throw it away."

Alan picks up a chocolate from the box on the table and puts it in his mouth. Then a strange and familiar sweet taste spread in my mouth.

"I think you have tangerine jam. It won't be easy to come into contact with tangerines in Cairosis. Is this Riverne's?"

"Cecritia."

Remain shakes his head and pushes a box of chocolates towards Alan.

"The Earl likes sweet things. Take them. The newly sealed baron sent me from Cecretia, but I can't get my hands on it."

When Alan hears that, he smiles at Remain in a strange way.

The tangerines of Cecretia.

There's only one person who would like that more than Alan.

It's Le Maine. I don't think she remembered it, but it wasn't Alan, knowing that Calian only had the memory of the Knights of Cecritia. So Alan picks up the box and asks his pretty disciple, without eating any more.

"Have you heard back from Cecretia on your birthday?"

"Not yet. It will take some time for the answer to arrive."

I wonder if someone like tangerines will come for Callian.

Alan nods, looking forward to it.

* * *

What could be more embarrassing than confronting someone who was reluctant?

After a brief conversation with Evan, you finally encountered Randall on your way back to Chermill.

Between the three steps leading into Chermill, Calian looks down toward Randall, who is standing on the stairs.

"I'm here to see Brother Randall."

Randall stops and looks down at Calian, who would have passed by with the words' yes' if it had been the same.

If it was Plants, he would have left because he had nothing to say. However, Khalian, who could not keep up with such things, only wished that this first prince, who could not understand, would quickly turn his attention away from him and go on his way.

"I'm sorry for not responding to you that day."

After a really long time, Randall still stands on the stairs and delivers this message.

It is only a day when Randall, who is indifferent, remembers it as' that day. 'The last time I saw Randall. It was the day we got rid of Silica.

Randall realizes that he knows he can heal. When Plants was bleeding, he called Randall instead of looking for a healer. If he doesn't notice, he will.

Kalian frowns.

Before Hina came, I saw Kalian looking for a healer, and then I woke up. I also understand that I am now apologizing for not responding to the request for help that day.

However, Calian did not make that face because he was uncomfortable about it.

'On the stairs · · · · · · · · · · uncleanness.'

Staring down the same sequence of princes standing on the stairs was not something that Randall should have done to Callian, even if he was the eldest.

Calian said an apology with his mouth, but he glanced up at the first brother who showed the exact opposite. Randall still looks at Calian with his face and face.

Blue eyes are still deep and dark.

Thus, Calian smiles, feeling his head in the jaws of a blue beast.

"Only three flights of stairs inspire your mind."

Callian, still standing below, opens his mouth, gazing up at Randall. Then I slowly walked up the stairs. The sound of steps in the quiet Chermill Palace and Calian's voice echo together.

"That little rose that's been blooming for a long time. Now I understand what that meant."

"Did you see that?"

- Bruises, bruises.

"Yes, I did. I just couldn't figure out why He put it out like that, but it meant to look good and dry and not withered. Looking good, but..."

- A bruise.

"· · · · · · At Randall's feet."

Calian, who climbed the last step, looks up at Randall's eyes at the same height. Randall looks at Calian's gaze. You hear a voice that does not rise high.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

"I am."

A hostile voice emanates from Calian's mouth.

"I don't want to."

Bern has already done it once for a good brother who is capable and able to listen well.

So, Callian, no.