351 < Chapter 63. The White and Red Rose (2) >

When is it going to happen?

I closed my eyes quietly while trying to assess it.

May. The month when Remain was born.

May, which includes the birthday of King Cairis, is the most sacred festival on the continent. It also meant that Bern had a lot of things to worry about. The month many visitors from each country visit Cairis, is not a good time to infiltrate Cecretia's tributaries into Cairis.

I checked thoroughly.

During the celebration of the birth of Remain in the House of Cairus, what kind of guests came and what happened, and whether the King of Cairus noticed the intrusion of Sezar. I have heard and remembered as much news as possible. I could recall so much detail about when the Grand Wizard Alan Manasil came to Cairys and what brought him back.

- Landel, First Prince of Cairys, has been in an accident.

So I knew about Randall, too.

The equestrian theater that I visited like an annual event, the accident that happened to Randall there. They even knew that Melpire Pollun, who had been framed for the crime, had been executed.

Prince Randall, wounded, finds Tensyl for his care.

The accident.

You recall what drove Randall away from Cairis for a while. And I remembered it and stopped it, and I realized one fact that I didn't know when I was saving Melpire.

'There is also a healer in Cairis. In addition, Brother Randall, who can heal himself, went to Tensyl to treat such injuries because · · · · · ·'

In the past, Randall was neither cured nor healed by a healer in the court of Cairys. Instead, I stayed in the tent for a few months for treatment.

'Cause you knew it was Brissen.'

Randall must have avoided Brissen. In fact, he left Cairys to avoid Bryce because he knew it was Brycen, not Melpher. He wanted to treat such minor injuries. He wouldn't believe the Tensyl's healer who was staying in Cairys and wouldn't even tell him he could heal himself. He went to Tensyl with an excuse to get injured.

'I knew it, too.'

Whether you want to live or not.

Whether you want to die or not.

The reason why the prince who was touched by the boy with his eyes closed and ears closed avoided such injuries. The reason why you were able to immediately relate Brissen to the incident that struck you.

It wouldn't have been the first accident of that day.

At least one more time, it would have been life-threatening.

"Sir."

When I finished thinking, my red eyes reopened.

I looked at the green eyes.

Without saying a word, I looked down at the tip of my foot that was blocked by Kalian and saw the red eyes. The green eye that began to capture the world faced the red eye that began to block the world.

"Brother Plants."

Long time no see.

Suddenly, I think that.

It's been a long time since I felt cool.

It's been a long time since I've wondered how those red eyes got so cold. I couldn't help but notice the look I made to show someone. It's been a long time since I've seen such a face.

Those eyes look familiar.

I feel strange calling out to him with those eyes.

"· · · · · · · Why."

It's been such a long time.

Too much time has passed.

I thought that call was strange.

One day.

"I'd like you to tell me."

"Say something."

"You have no idea what I'm curious about."

"No, I don't know."

"Did you know that Brother Randall knew about this? That."

"So, what. What do you and I know?"

"That Randall got the car I got every morning. So do I."

Past.

While the fire was extinguished on the fifth floor of Chermill Palace.

The light on the third floor of Chermill Palace is gone forever.

The fourth floor of the Chermill Palace, it shines forever alone.

"· · · · · · Me too. I'd get a car full of poison."

"Kalyan."

"I wonder if Brother Randall knew that. Did you know that? Now I want to know."

A memory that was erased by the old Khalian.

A memory left behind by the old Khalian.

Kalian stands on the remains of the old Kalian, looking for a grudge with cold eyes. The grudge I have for not replacing the old Khalian, but because he is now an intact Khalian. Plants knew it was his eyes.

It's ironic.

I realized that Kalian had changed because of those eyes, but this time I realized that Kalian hadn't.

"Doesn't make a difference anyway. As long as I knew in advance."

"You really think so?"

"Yes."

"Lies. Again."

You can feel the coolness in Plants' eyes as well as Calian's pruning.

- Nothing's gonna change. You really think so?

- I was wrong.

- Anything would have changed if you hadn't closed your eyes and turned your head.

- Yeah, I bet you did. At least one brother in this room who would have listened to your meaningless pranks would have been gone, so much would have changed. Is that too bad? What a pity your mother couldn't get rid of one of your obstacles.

"· · · · · · · Knowledge. If only you knew what was in that car that your acolyte carried every morning. If I'd known that. What difference does it make? What difference does it make?"

Plants, with the same gaze as Khalian, gives you the same answer as Randall in his memory. And then Kalian, who had the same eyes as Plants,

"Whatever. It's different. It's going to change somehow."

He gave the same answer as Plants that day.

"It should have been different · · · · · · · ·."

Nothing had changed, but in fact, nothing had to have changed.

Things had to be different.

But it hasn't changed.

- Yes, I'm afraid so.

Unfortunately.

* * *

- Cheers.

The one who lowers the cup in a silent motion spreads his lips. But the words did not leak out in between. While shaking for a while, he looked down at the water and stopped moving for a while, and finally, he said nothing and bit his foot. Then I took another step and opened my mouth with a cautious face.

"It rained at dawn."

The choice of words was that it was raining. It was just that it rained, not that I had to do something or see something because it rained.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

There were no white cats, no gray cats, no black cats, and the clock was ticking.

The servant, who should have just put down the cup of tea and left, looked up to the serene scent of tea. And the answer was clearly given in a voice that was not low on the words of the acolyte.

"Yes. I heard a sound."

"Yes, Prince."

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

The clock sounds again instead of a human voice.

A man who kept his mouth shut without leaving his seat. Den, Landel's acolyte, speaks again.

"Do you mind if I lift the curtain?"

It's raining and I can walk the curtain.

The eyes of Den look out the window, carefully crossing the difficult words to correlate with. On Randel's desk, it touches Calian's gift on the desk.

A gift that would have a lot of meaning, but could not understand all the meaning in a den. A colorful box of garden scissors was illuminating with the attention of Den, which was hard to judge.

"Leave it."

"· · · · · · · Good day."

Randall lowers his curtain after the other two brothers, who had left Chermill Palace for a short time, return. Whether it rains outside the window, or the sun goes down. Whether the moon rises, the dawn finds, the wind blows. I ignored them all. It's been a long time since I've been that way.

I didn't go out to the garden.

"It's done. Leave it."

Even though it's raining.

* * *

After all, Plants did not give an answer.

What Randall wanted to apologize for, what Randall and Plants knew, and what went on between them. I didn't tell him anything exactly.

'Don't get me wrong. You said you didn't know.'

I just said this.

Randall didn't know what was in Calian's car.

That soon became the answer to all questions.

Eventually, Randall was able to see that the poisoned car was being delivered to the old Khalian, but he didn't care. Plants noticed something he didn't know. It seemed that the deep goal between the two had become completely distant from him and Randall had also become a Renieri of Plants. All of that came to Kalian's attention.

"It's not that I didn't tell you the answer, it's that I couldn't put it in my mouth."

The wise Great Sage said,

"It's because of me."

"Yes, because of the prince."

"I'm involved."

"Yes, because the Prince is involved."

Alan, who dropped the hardest mint tea because it had to be made to be the most delicious in the world, added with a soft smile.

"There is one thing that has been lost and gained from it, how can I tell the prince in detail?"

Kalian appears where the old Kalian disappeared.

Kalian lives because the old Kalian is gone.

One thing is lost and one thing is gained. So Plants can't tell Callian how the old Calian disappeared. The missing seats weren't empty.

What can I say to another brother who was living because he was no longer alive? It doesn't make a difference. What can I say?

"You resent me."

"Whom do you resent?"

"It's a grudge against everyone you think. I will hold grudges against you and Prince Brissen and His Majesty and Prince Randall."

"I can't say I don't blame you. I close my eyes, I close my ears, I hurt them, and I resent all of them for leaving. However."

"Do you understand why Prince Randell has not stepped forward?" "

"· · · · · · · Yes. If you feel resentful or understandable. I understand, but still I resent it. Is it deception?"

"If I give you an answer, it's deception."

Only Kalian is allowed to hold grudges against the old Kalian. What can Alan say about him?

"You can complain, you can understand. Yes, I don't know what else I would have done if he had lived, but I do. Maybe he could have saved her. That's a shame. Is that deception, too?"

"Rather than deception, it's rather sad. He's living his life trying to figure that out."

Callian lets out a small laugh.

"That's all right. I've said I won't be tied down in the past. You grumble for a moment, and then you understand. But I'm a little disappointed. I've decided to live there, so I'm going to live there again. That's fine."

Calian reaches out, clumsy. Then I took a tangerine from Cecretia and peeled it off. Calian looked down at the yellow tangerine egg blindness that appeared in a familiar hand and handed it to his teacher. It was a reward for the loving mint tea and horses.

"But, Father. More than that, I came across one concern. I was worried I wouldn't let it out of my mouth. I want to tell anyone a story."

"What I was so worried about."

"Worry about me."

Kalyan takes a sip of mint tea with no hidden answers. He put down his cup of tea and held it open for a moment.

"Baron Pollun, Hino, Eila. Now everybody's doing well. Unlike the past, I'm the only one who's not different from the past."

I wasn't talking about Bern. I wasn't talking about myself right now. I was talking about the old Kalian who gave himself over to Calian and left on the same day as in the past.

"She helped me by fixing the awkward tone of a stranger who had become her body and handing over memories. Now that they understood all about me, they even told me to go on living without guilt. And then I left."

"Yes, you did."

"So at first, maybe it's revenge. That's what I thought. Though she said she left worrying about the rest, she thought it might not have been true. Blaming and cursing everyone in their true hearts. I thought I couldn't change the future on my own, so I gave up my position to help him and then I left. He wants me to avenge them all. I believed that.I wish I had gone there. But then I found out that I erased my memory of Brother Randall."

Alan, who swallowed a piece of yellow tangerine in his hand, stared at Calian without saying anything else. I keep hearing Kalian's words.

"If vengeance was what you wanted, the memory you should have erased was not of Randall's indifference, but of Plants' different actions."

"The former prince wanted the current prince to understand his downfall and not hate Prince Randall."

"Yes. I'm worried that I won't accept new brothers. Maybe that's why they hid those memories and erased them. That's what I think."

What if the old Khalian was the opposite?

Erase all memory of how Plants was different when he dealt with Calian in front of Plants and others. If you had kept in mind that Randall might have drank his own tea.

To keep Calian from figuring out what's inside Plants, to remind him of Randall's indifference to the old Calian. If I had done that, would Calian now be able to understand his brothers? Even if I finally understood it, would I be able to accept it so quickly?

Probably not

"That's not a contradiction, Father. If the person who would take over his body hated his two brothers and cared so much about revenge. If you were worried enough to erase your memory and leave. If so, I have no reason to give myself up and help me. It's better not to help me. It's better to go to the tower or to stand on the leaf of Lenisita in the square so that you don't adapt to this body."

"· · · · · · · Yes. It could be."

"That's why I'm worried. Maybe he didn't want any of this from the start. I guess I was forced to."

"What do you mean you didn't want it in the first place?"

"Maybe he didn't want me to come into this body. I was so worried that I was forced to hand myself over to him. He didn't want to, but he forced himself to understand. Maybe that's why he helped me defend myself. and."

"You mean Serenti."

"Serenty. Danu. Whether it was the Sispanians or someone else."

I don't know why, but if all this were to end up being someone's condolence,

If you forced that child to help Bern take over my body so that he could use it because he is going to disappear sooner or later. If the old Kalian understood and accepted such nonsense.

The boy.

We decided to obey the coercion, but Bern was worried that he might hurt his brothers. So maybe he just erased his memories of Randall while keeping his memories of Plants intact. Maybe he's still trying to figure it out.

"It was a compulsory understanding. I'm worried that if I did, whoever led this to me,"

I was worried about that.

I couldn't bear it if I didn't come out of my mouth like I told you everything.

"I don't think I'll ever forgive you."

Alan sighs deeply.

Calian's voice sounded incredibly dull, so it even tasted like Siddhan Tangerine in my mouth.

"If what the prince says is true."

Alan opens his mouth, swallowing the sour flavor. However, the latter did not follow.

"· · · · · ·!"

Alan's gaze is distant.

Calian rises from his seat in haste. His gaze was also towards the same place as Alan's.

"Master."

"Yes. Chermill Palace."

Chermill Palace.

Suddenly, a huge Mana thunders from there.

Soon Alan opens his mouth, looking at Callian. Unlike Calian, Alan was calm, as if he could see what was happening.

"Go ahead and dry it. We'll make sure there's no commotion."

Unlike a quiet horse, the energy of powerful magic emanates from Alan's body. When Callian tried to question the situation, even though he couldn't take it all into account, he said,

A somewhat urgent knock rings the office. After that, the door of the Oval Office opened wide, even though there was no other permission.

"I'm sorry. I'll be punished for my rudeness later. I thought it would be better for Prince Kalian to come before things got big, so I found him like this."

Apologize.

A polite but urgent word follows.

"Your Highness, Prince Plants, has entered the terrace of Prince Randall's room. I barely stopped Den from calling the guards. I need you to stop him."

The story of Raleigh as if he knew it was ridiculous. When Alan hears it, he relaxes.

"No. Your servant has already broken the upstairs window."

"Yes? For me?"

"Yes."

Plants has moved onto the terrace of Randall.

After Raleigh couldn't stop them, Plants breaks Randall's window, losing his patience while he came to see Callian. I don't know if Alan can stop the security magic from working, but he broke Randall's window, saying he just wanted to say hello and apologize for not receiving it.

Alan, who stopped the Sispanian security magic from working, and Kalyan, who took a look at Raleigh's face to find himself, lift his palm and cover his face. I forgot all the sick words I was talking to Alan just now.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

What did I teach you that was so wrong that my brother grew up like that?

"Holy shit."

Oh, I see.

I really do.

I'll be damned because of the peas of the storm.