197 < Chapter 34. I couldn't lie to you (5) >

Callian suddenly thought of that.

The great ice wizard, who still had occasional heartburn hallucinations, was probably a six-circle.

No, I'm sure you did.

I had to.

"Prince Nimes."

Now that you're sober, you should be able to stay under the plant and stand in front of Bern. If it weren't for that, I'd have been drinking with Plants before the war, getting fired from Balkans, getting my hair cut off, or something.

Fortunately, Calian was very knowledgeable about Arsen's abilities, so he still has no intention of cutting anywhere, and unfortunately, he has no intention of cutting anyone out of Balkan for the same reason.

Anyway, Kalian is sitting next to Arsen on the stairs leading into the Wilhelm Coffin right now. If anyone could see Calian sitting on the staircase, they wouldn't be surprised, but there was no one in the Wilhelm coffin at this time, so there was no need to worry.

Glug glug.

And I've been trying not to care about the strange sounds coming from my stomach. Even though it was his birthday, Calian once again realized that he couldn't eat anything all day because he had received it immediately after opening his eyes.

"Yes, I'm listening."

"Me, Prince. I didn't mean to whine like this."

If you're looking for something a little more fortunate, Calian knows very well why people want to be the scum that moves around drinking. And one of the more unfortunate things is that Kalian is listening to the third iteration right now.

"Good to know, Lord Hertz."

In other words, Calian, who had endured it three times, took a deep sigh and began to quietly figure out who to blame at this moment.

First of all, the guy who found barley.

I'll start with him.

And the one who planted the barley, the one who started growing the barley, the one who raised the barley well, the one who thought about what to do with the rest of the barley, the one who made it out of the remaining barley.

Yeah, he was wrong.

"So that's what I said last time, McDreamy. I don't want you to rob McDreamy of what's in his hands to save his life."

"I'm not that greedy and stupid. Why doesn't anyone know? And he's not such a sloppy guy, and somehow he doesn't seem to know it."

But for now, it's not that Arsen doesn't understand. After going crazy, I thought I was going to go a couple of rounds, but for now, I replied:

"But I know Prince, the vice commander, sent me there because he hated it, too, Prince. But I just can't do what I want, Prince Nee."

And Arsen said what I had to say. Instead of just having a conversation, Calian swallows the horse, covering his face with one hand, looking at what was in his head in that order.

"Ahh · · · · · · · What to do · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Who put me up to this?

Who the hell made that beer?

I swallowed something I didn't know was words or insults.

"Sir Hertz."

Aside from Serenti, I called Arsen after giving all kinds of insults against the man who had never lived and made beer before.

"I'm pretty good at lying, so I get caught up in a lot of things. There's one thing that people really don't know about me."

After having been driven out of battle with the second prince, who was 13 years younger than me, he drank wine with a 10-year-old Half-Elf knight, and then looked at Calian, a 24-year-old wizard who was now 13 years old and injected in front of the third prince.

"Actually, I think about it every day. I've made countless commitments not to think that way, but I wake up in the morning, I move, I think, and every time I go back to sleep, I think the same thing."

Callian looks at Arsen for a moment.

Kalian looks at that face, clearly still disoriented, quietly moving on.

"Who am I?" "

In front of the madman who drank and drank, the madman took out his insides like that.

"If anyone asks, it's Calian, as if it were natural. I think that's a natural answer. When I think about it again, I suddenly don't know if it's true. Still, as a habit."

It's a habit that can't be fixed easily.

It is customary to insist every day, but I can't help but think about it.

"Maybe on a day like this, I want to see a falling star. I still miss the smell of that little sea."

Knowing that Arsenal, who was drunk, could not remember this story, Calian continued to sound like Arsenal could not understand it all.

"I can stand here like that, but sometimes I feel like I deserve it. I'm so dense, who am I supposed to think I am? Is it really okay for me to think of myself as Calian? No matter how much I think about it, I don't know the answer. Honestly, you can't ask anyone about this. I don't care if someone's been through this before."

I had an unusual experience that no one had ever experienced, and I thought of a dream that was unusual in my head.

- I know, I'm fine.

After that, I smiled, just spitting out the wind without a sound.

Arsen, who realized now is the time to listen to Kalian's story in the middle of a madness, does not rebuke Kalian, but waits for his next words.

"· · · · · · I said I wouldn't be able to answer my whole life, and I might not be able to completely replace her life. I wanted to reassure you, but I couldn't lie. But he said it was okay."

Kalyan touches his dark hair, strangely familiar. After that, I looked down at my white glowing hand for a moment and opened my mouth again.

"She gave me permission to do that. I'm just not okay. No matter how much I think about it, I don't know how that's gonna be okay. So I'm still curious. Like a habit."

Callian muttered, "Then why did you bring this up?" He opened his mouth as if he was reminded.

"I owe too much to live without greed and stupidity. I really need to live well. So I have to be greedy, I have to be stupid, and I can't just throw it all away. So I want you to believe that sometimes it may seem like you're telling the truth, but you're not giving up everything. Could it be difficult?"

Arsen stares back at Calian with his stupid eyes like hazy fog and laughs again. While Calian, who saw it, wondered if he wanted Arsen's memory to remain in the morning, or if he wanted to bless forgetfulness.

"You're a man, my prince."

Arsen says:

Then he raised his finger and said, pointing to the prince's face.

"That's what the teacher said, Prince. He's crazy because he has a lot on his mind. He's crazy because he's a human. If you're going to follow a guy with more stones than me, follow the one with more thoughts. So I picked the right one. My teacher would love an acquaintance."

He pointed at the prince's face and turned to stone. I can't do this without the madman going crazy.

Calian, who was laughing again, raises his head.

On a summer night, I knew very well from experience that I could lean on the stairs and sleep all night, but nothing would come back to my mouth. So, with a relaxed movement, Calian plucks his clothes off. Then, for some reason, Arsen looks down his bruised back neck and opens his mouth with a lighter tone.

"Good to hear from you, Lord Hertz."

I wish I could remember, but I think I'll be on my knees with my hands up in front of Chermill tomorrow morning. I'm still the stupid deputy commander of the Balkans. I can't let that happen.

- Puck!

Let's keep it up and work hard.

* * *

The care is the same even though it must have been called out late.

On top of the finely grilled beef steak, the onion sauce cooked in the wine was beautifully placed. I liked the taste of the figs and purée with roasted duck breast and the butter from the well baked potatoes. I almost laughed for a moment because of the color of soup with boiled peas, but it was also delicious.

"Take a day off at the main house."

Jan grins as she looks at Kalian, who gives her a thank you note to the chef.

"Later, not today."

Jan never told Callian that she was celebrating her birthday today. I tried so hard not to tease her, but she thanked me with a sorry face that didn't bother her again. Jan is already in a good mood for a day's rest just saying that. He takes Leek outside.

Actually, I was just going to go to the third floor and get some sleep, but I thought that's what the brother sitting in front of me said. Get Arsen out of here.

The thoughtful ones won't eat properly all day, and the thoughtful Calians won't eat all day. So I ended up eating like this again.

Kalian looked a little surprised at the stew on the far end, looking at the various dishes on the table. Plants opens his mouth first because he has a good idea what to say to his face.

"No."

I didn't ask you to.

I don't know if it's a lie or not, but Calian nods and says something nice.

"Yes."

Then I ate the mussels stew boiled with eggplant and pumpkin in tomato sauce. I ate them all by myself without any specifications, because I wouldn't eat any delicate plant anyway.

I looked at him as if he had had eaten a little roasted duck, a few cooked steaks, and a little salad without paprika, and had eaten a lot of clams, had eaten a lot of meat, had a lot of potatoes, and had eaten a lot of Kalian all night long.

I've lifted the spell of concealment, but I can't help but get a little hungry. Because of this, Calian fills his stomach with ignorance of Plants who look at him with his eyes, not knowing if it was a person or not.

As usual, Plants opens his mouth to Calian after a full meal.

"Perhaps you cared."

The passing tone.

The voice is as low as ever.

"· · · · · · · You didn't know."

Still short of a horse with no head tail to the torso. Callian nods slightly when he hears this.

"Yeah, maybe."

Lapanian paper flowers.

No matter how much I think about it, I think Le Maine did it and brought it out.

He said he wouldn't overdo it thinking about Renieri, and he couldn't have bothered to do it himself because he was the main character of today's banquet, and Alan who knew Kalian couldn't have been so careless. So it must be Le Maine.

It seems that Le Maine, like a cow, was only thinking about making sure flowers didn't smell this time. That's what I said.

Calian opens his mouth, looking at Plants' movements.

"You cared about that."

Somehow it's been cooked up all day.

Apparently he was concerned that he was celebrating his birthday with a lifeless flower because of him.

Whether you think of Kalian now or the old Kalian now, neither of you would have accepted it as a celebration.

"I'm not young enough to care about that."

Then he pointed to an empty plate and said again.

"And I'm older than a flower."

Seeing it all gone without any shells, Plants emphasized with a face that wanted to ask how old you would be if you wanted to make shellfish stew better than flowers.

"No, me."

I can't lie, but I don't recognize people who lie.

"Thank you for your meal. Thanks to the care of my brother."

Like this, Kalian barks once for his birthday.