280 < Chapter 50. For public relations (3) >

There are so many words in the world.

However, there are often many things that are difficult to express while taking those many words.

For example, I am not a completely different person who exists in another world, and I have two eyes on the effective parenting method of my brother, who is raising the future Mad King with a piece of mild pea, who has not yet done so. I feel like that pea.

What am I supposed to call this?

I stopped thinking for a while. I didn't go around for a day or two, so I decided to just do it for now. I already know that there are many things in the world that I don't understand, but it wasn't that hard to add one more person to it.

By the way.

"Well, I don't think they wanted a time lapse with personal emotions. No matter how I think about it, I wonder why Prince Plants did what he did. I'm telling you now, if you ever come back to me, I want you to tell me. If it's not too hard."

The man who was killed by the Mad King shared his thoughts and caring words with him. And I said,

"Please let me know if you threatened to bring me back, or if you tried to persuade me." I'm most curious about how I got here with you, Prince Plants. "

That's the guy that killed him. I couldn't believe the Mad King hired him, so the real Mad Man kept getting on my nerves.

"I thought you said wizards can't do things they don't want to do. I think he left on his own."

The man who said he was going to save his brother's life for one more day and then died gave a very objective opinion.

"But I don't understand the way I've been holding out my hands for that. What did you do with the birds? What did I do?"

The man who stood by him when he died blamed him, not the man who got him killed.

It's strange.

Unbelievably, the atmosphere is not bad.

There was a serious debate going on. Why did he do it then? "

This situation also made it impossible to know what words to express.

"· · · · · · I think I should avoid it."

The person who was the 'Mad King', who could be mistaken or infamous, asked me to mark the end of this discussion with sincerity.

I wouldn't have come if I knew this was coming or going. Starving a man doesn't mean he dies. He'd rather not eat a meal.

"Then why isn't Prince Kalian coming, Prince Plants?"

After I was demobilised, I lost the commonality of "Deputy Commander Balkan" for a while, leaving only two feet of walking under the sky and the common knowledge of speaking the language, so the blue-headed crazy wizard who can no longer climb up with that strange title turned to talk.

Uriah Seiren and Rachel Grace did not make the vow to join the Wizard's Association of Cecretia. Plants frowns slightly at the questions of Arsen, who was here because he was not an Association member.

"I don't know."

And unfortunately, Plants has no idea why.

I want to ask Plants, not just don't know. Where the hell did my brother put me in this awkward union?

"Ah, Prince Kalian cannot come here."

Later, news of the fire broke out.

Looking at the purple eyes, asking for a reason, I replied a little later.

"I'm sure he's meeting with his father."

The prosecutor, who put bacon in his mouth like he had no intention of participating in their conversation, sighed quietly.

The blue-haired wizard, the knight of the Three Princes, and the two Princes simultaneously lowered their forks and knives around the long table at the small banquet hall.

Knowing that Chase's breakfast was a pledge, he had already called an important guest to attend, and he reminded me of King Devilan who had also laid Chase to the ground.

"It's going to be all right. Don't worry about it, Prince Plants."

Chase, who's been pretending to be nothing, smiles as if he doesn't need to worry. To look at it, Callian suddenly recalls the day before, running into a worry-free face, and Plants gives a low voice.

"Who cares who sees who doesn't care?"

Chase doesn't answer.

He looks at his plate, not giving up, and just smiles again.

* * *

Do not attempt to strengthen your body with error when fighting ordinary people.

- Daughter.

Since there was a difference in skills, there was no need to worry about getting hurt. At the moment of the error in the body, I already had superior physical abilities than ordinary people, so I didn't have to care about it and strengthen it more.

- Boo!

- Caaaaang!

However, I almost put an error on my arm without even realizing it.

Ka 'ang!

No, I don't.

I should have been around it.

A memorable dark dawn, clearly heavier than the dark red sword that had been swarming without any rest. I already know that the weight of the sword is different because the sword used was different and different from the original one.

But the weight was heavier than I expected.

'You'd be surprised.'

Yeah, it is.

Literally. I was really surprised.

'It's not like I've never met you, but I didn't know you could say that.'

'You can count on it. I'm looking forward to it. I wonder which of my wives and swords will come first.'

'That much.'

'Yes. Maybe · · · · · · · · · · No.'

'Why are you putting the horse in?'

'Sorry, I can't tell you that if you go anywhere else, my fiancé will kill you. I'm going to live a very long life.'

Even though I was on the sword's path now and someone else, it was harder for me to reach the age of 15 when 'Khalian' was on the sword's path. However, because Bern was 21 years old, he put the memory in his mind to speak.

Maybe the soonest you get back on the sword path, the sooner you'll be able to move on.

A heavy attack struck Siona as she recalled a conversation that was halfway finished by Calian, who had never known her thoughts, and who said she could no longer explain them.

- Gentlemen!

- Kaga River!

At the sound of the sword slamming, I couldn't even hear the drop hanging from the handle. Siona grips the slightly twisted sword, wondering if it would be better to wrap the error around her arm again.

Whether it's a duel or a practice, Siona is a skillful prosecutor who rarely thinks differently in front of his opponent. Nevertheless, it was because I was surprised at a much higher level of performance than expected.

- Ka-ang!

With the sword, Siona reaches out her arm, smiling satisfactorily, preventing the blade from flying across as if she were about to cut it off. Despite a flexible continuing attack, Demirea bounces back and attacks again.

- Ka-ang!

You stopped it. Even if you did, Demirea does not retrieve the blade.

- Kaga!

A power struggle to walk again.

In the end, Siona swung her sword and missed Demirea's attack. Then Demirea raises her sword as if she was waiting for it. And he turns, using the power from the sword he climbed, and aims for Siona's waist.

- Boo!

- Ka-ang!

Shiona, who slightly sheathed her sword at herself, leaps on Demirea. After the attack, you reach for her shoulder, which is momentarily empty. The sound of a rattling bubble resonates for a moment before it is eaten away by another sound.

Demirea quickly shuns the attack and raises her silver sword, which is pointed downward.

- Ka-ang!

Then he forcefully unsheathes his sword, plunging it down with a recoil, and stretches it out toward Siona's flank.

Siona swung her sword down, smiling at the sudden protrusion of the stab while continuing with the attack on Veggie. With sharp noises, the attack is blocked again.

- Daughter.

And then the bell rings again.

Kang! Ka 'ang!

A fire blew out, scratching at each other with two swords.

Once more, Siona reaches out her sword toward Demirea's wrist, preventing the weightless slash attack. As Demirea twists her sword to stop it, Siona's blade bends.

A bent blade literally pierces through the rounded curve. One of Demyria's straightened swords raises it up again to stop the attack.

- Ka-ang!

Since the sound of the day strikes, it must have been stopped. But.

- Thanksgiving!

The ends of the blonde hair were cut off and dropped to the ground. The curvature of the sword was beyond Demirea's expectations, and Demirea finally gave out hair near her neck.

Demirea smiles a little and bites one foot while she remembers some of the hair that was cut off by Callian one day.

"I lost."

Siona grins.

You nod, not saying that you were surrounded by errors in your arms.

"You're pretty good at using your powers, Peacock."

He is tall and has strong muscles.

There are thin muscles like the legs of a black horse who rode the red-eyed prince, not the muscles that fell down like Slayman.

"You're incredibly strong for what comes out of those muscles. My body was well-balanced even though I tried hard enough to break my back and shoulders if I did wrong. You're good.I 've been practicing and researching a lot."

"Thank you."

Demirea bows slightly and thanks Siona. I had no idea that Siona had swallowed what Kalian had said.

"Perhaps the days of Evan's declining death will not be too far from the number of Sodmasters on Sistera." "

Despite such a great compliment, Demirea does not say thank you again.

"Yes, that's right."

It was a reasonable thing to think about.

Seeing Demirea like that reminds me of the interesting look in Siona's eyes. I don't know when, but I'm eager to watch the blue heat bloom on the edge of that sword.

* * *

I held back my laugh.

I didn't even make an arc at my fingertips. I just endured it.

Coffee in front of Kalian. I didn't just laugh because I knew what it meant. Instead, I said without holding back.

"I don't drink coffee because I don't like coffee."

As expected, Devil nods, not surprised or angry.

"Yes, coffee smells sweet, but it tastes bitter."

"Yes, as you say."

Coffee-brown eyes stared at the garden's Begonian red eyes.

Like Devil said, fragrance is sweet and bitter. Is Devil's words sweet and bitter? I added a word to assess the hidden meaning for a moment.

"· · · · · · You may not like it because it was poisoned."

"The same is true of your words."

"So you say. It's poisoned."

"I see."

Devil nods.

And I took a sip of the same coffee that was in front of Calian.

After seeing it, Kalian felt a strange feeling. I thought about it for a while and found out why.

Monkey King.

For the first time in my life, I'm in a war with Devil Lan.

Devil puts Chase in front, doesn't drink a cup of tea, doesn't talk in a closed place. A Devil that never stood a chance against Bern without a guardian. I can't help but feel overwhelmed having a sit-down conversation with that Devil.

Since he was the most dangerous and suspicious foreigner who found this country, he would have thought it was safest for the two of them to meet. It's the same reason Plants came out here without an escort.

"The more I look at it, the more I'm surprised."

"What surprised you?"

"It's a great thing that a foreign prince is poisoning the king."

"Amazing, you don't have to think about it. It would be as surprising to see the two eyes of a foreign king raising his child in poison."

Devilan laughs as he hears it.

"That poison is so sweet. It's fun to talk."

"I'm glad you like it."

Now, how much patience does Devilan have in front of him who cannot be called "Father"?

- Don't hold back.

Please, I want you to know.

What you're holding back instead of holding back the poison in your mouth.

"Not my bird, no. Now it's your bird. Your bird price."

"I'm Eila, not a bird."

"Oh, right. That's the name. I forgot about it for a while because the end of the name changed a little bit."

"You mean Bridget. It's an important place for me, so I named it."

"More important places."

As I heard this question from Devil, I remembered what Plants said the other day.

- If my brother meets Devil separately, it's best not to hide anything from him.

- Why do you think that is?

- Tina, hide it. All of them.

- · · · · · Yes.

- Just tell me what you said when you met him. Let me guess.

- Are you going to be the brother who fixes things if he gets into trouble?

- Yes, I am.

Chase lived up to his end of the bargain and decided not to listen to Randall. So the plant's words in the middle should be properly filtered and listened to.

My brother said, "Don't be afraid to bark because you're hiding things in front of other people. You should bark well."

"It became important to me because my mother had spent her childhood there. However, I gave the child's last name because he needed a last name. It's not that special, so don't worry about it."

"Yes, that's the story you didn't know."

"Of course, there are some things you don't know. Like I had no idea that a foreign king would be so interested in me and my people."

"I wish it had ended with an interest in you and your people. I keep getting curious about things I didn't know, so what should I do?"

"You can continue to wonder. Do you want to stop your curiosity in a world full of curiosity? About my people, about me, about my brothers. Feel free to ask questions. Anyway."

Calian pauses and pushes the cup of coffee in front of me towards Devil Lane. For Callian, you gave it to Devilan, who was only German.

"You won't be curious for a long time anyway. It's only fitting that I understand your patience for a moment."

Along with him, I kept the poison in my mouth.

Like a snake.