I already know that things in the world don't work out the way they want.
That doesn't mean that everything in the world is taken delightfully away from the will of God.
After saving one of the rotten older brothers who had never met before, I put one of the really good older brothers on the throne. Things were going as planned until then, even though it was hard to put it in my hands, but I did it anyway.
Now that the work had been shorted, I was thinking of keeping another stiff brother's heart safe and keeping him warm. It will protect the place that was my country and the place that became my country.
After making our Hina a good world to live in, I thought I would be able to meet Serenti if I could quickly grow old while living a peaceful life watching us live happily for a long time.
I thought it would be a proud and rewarding second life after giving Serenti a nice, light club.
"Getting involved in my plan is enough for a stormy old man."
"I'm full and barking again."
I don't think it's the second time. In addition, I am confident that one more person may be involved in Calian's hopeful future plans.
Of course it speaks of an evil god.
If you ask what you expect based on whether it is an evil god or not, you can answer it with confidence.
I tried to tell Plants that it seemed like the evil god had started a few steps ahead of Serenti in Bern's past, so I couldn't hear his voice. Plants seemed the same to me.
That's exactly the kind of reasoning Serenti and the Sispanians don't need to hear.
"Anyway, that's amazing. Whether the only thing keeping the Devil's mouth shut or whether Serenti and the Devil were keeping it together. making sure that what they don't want to tell you flows through their sleep so tightly."
"What a wonderful thing to do."
"Yes. When I was deep asleep, I went to the knife without knowing who was touching me."
"· · · · · · · Note."
"Thank you."
Oh, of course, I've never done that in my life, and Callian laughed playfully. The topic that has been important to me so far is as satisfied with the minimum amount of privacy that can be completely forgotten and uninterrupted.
After looking at it, Plants opened his mouth again.
"You get a laugh. Again."
"It's too scary to be serious."
You stare at Calian with a ridiculous look on his face.
I remember life and peers as if my heart were going to sink even now. I'd rather strangle myself with my hands than endure it.I 'd rather lose my words than send Serenty a sign that makes me want to strangle myself with my bare hands.
"Anyway, I have to try again to get you back down on your three legs."
However, after another drink, Calian expressed a silent expression and said: He changed his mind after not letting the plant down from the top of Cesar, but just declaring to himself that he would ascend straight to the throne.
"Why is that?"
"Why, what do you mean?"
"I thought you said you didn't have to come down."
Calian, who was more satisfied than anyone else because he ate well and was full, made a very disappointed face.
"Do you mind? Are you satisfied with where you are now, sir? He said he wasn't interested in the throne at all, so I brought him up without a doubt, but did he change his mind?"
And I barked.
I already barked a lot but didn't stop.
"I didn't think I'd be able to make a big scar on my flawless white back that doesn't suit me at all. I didn't know that you would come and take a look at my brother's Siddharth and offer him water, feed him and feed him cats like this. You're so mean."
· · · · · · · Ah.
Maybe I'll just bark with you.
Do you know that your brother has been throwing away his beliefs and beliefs for more than seventeen years and has begun to deeply worry about racial change?
"I can't help it if you like it so much. I heard you like him, but I can't take his place because I'm his brother. I will stop raising my older brother and go down south and ask Demirea to play with this body, eat it, and support my Hina, Jan, and Kyrie. I will also support my older teachers and raise them with better, gentler Raven than you, or with better, more presumptuous adult words."
Anyway, Kalian kept barking.
I didn't ask for Demirea and Raven's opinions. I just barked.
The problem is, as you already know, Calian can't lie. So now Calian is barking with all his heart.
"· · · · · · · You have to pay for all the meals carefully. I was going to buy a human meal."
"No, I'm talking about people."
This place is expensive.
Knight Ronan Site once said that Slayman only comes with Sherry occasionally, except for Demirea and Jan. That's why he said he was right.
Kalian smiled brightly, answering the empty plate that had already been taken away several times, the number of new dishes, and the many, many cod and meat that had been placed on top of it. And then I started talking to people.
"I thought I'd settle down from the inside, rather than being scolded by Hina and Yan for killing Zeon again, but if Serenti opens her eyes this year, I won't have time. because I don't know if the guy I slept with woke up together. So I'm going to have to find out a little bit more, and I'm going to have to go out and get them myself."
"So."
"But if I'm busy and I'm not in the palace and you're alone on three, sir,"
"Die."
"Yes. Now you know that too."
Callian says that the right pea is curious.
"Cairys believes that the master of Sezawi has rarely changed peacefully. Either you ascend to the throne and take it well, or the master of the three thrones dies or you are taken to the tower and handed over to another prince. It's hard to find a change in history for the owner of Camelon. It's not."
"That's right."
"So if it's all the same to you, then the throne is established, and I'm sure everyone will think that."
"Of course."
"By the way, if you ascend to the throne, there will be quite a few nobles worried about how to swing the Balkans at that stature. Many people are worried that they will retaliate against the nobles who helped me by keeping quiet about Silica's work. At least there won't be any worrying nobles as long as I stay close to the royal palace and appear to have a good relationship with my brother, but if I keep going, Will I still do nothing at that time? I don't think so."
You keep looking at Plants for a moment, pretending to be nothing, and you continue to speak with a light tone like Calian is nothing.
It'll hurt less if you put up with things you don't want to think about for a while than if you forget the reality and get your back cut right.
"I couldn't help but notice the Marquis of Brissen. I keep my mouth shut for a while, but if you really go to Camelon, things will change. We already know that it's only a matter of time before the Renaissance leaves for the Marquis of Brissen. Unlike the other nobles, the Count knows exactly what you think of him. So the monarch will try to send everything that Bryce has stacked up and uncovered that I didn't know. The tower, the square. even if I could just cut my own flesh off by selling Brissen, it would be better than dying."
Plants listens to Kalian without making any changes to his expression. However, Calian, who knows it well enough now that it is not a face when it is fine, sighed and said.
"No matter how smart you are, you still can't win a fight like that. Without me, even if you're here, you can't stop it. Brother, if you can send me to the palace villa, I can do it for you."
"It doesn't matter."
"Ah. You loved the sea of Cecretia. Of course, it's a nice place, so I understand."
"Don't."
"What do you mean it doesn't matter?"
"I'll follow you."
"Someone."
"You."
"· · · · · · · · Who."
"Me."
And Plants, another Balkan lieutenant commander, who was in a very cool slumber at Daegu Guy's house, said something that might go wrong.
"Then you have nothing to worry about."
That means Plants won't be there if Callian isn't there.
That will delay the ascension of Plants to the proper crown prince. At that time, it would be better for Grey to take risks outside Remain's eyes and try to take the plunge down Plants than try to assassinate Plants when she's trying to put herself in the shoes of Randall.
It was nothing to worry about, since our strong brother will protect us all on his own.
"Why else would I be?"
When she heard her fellow workers were also missing the opportunity to wake up, Calian, who almost woke up instead of sleeping, asked calmly.
Plants has been staring at Calian for a while, regardless of whether it's the same or not. Then I opened my mouth quietly.
"Funny."
No excuses, no measures, no sense of responsibility.
That's something you should never take out as the crown prince of a country.
But there was an answer that was just right for my age.
"· · · · · · Fun."
"More than a palace."
"Did you come here because you thought it would be fun to come, too?"
"Or why."
"You could be in danger, but you'll still be following me."
"Yes."
"Because it's fun."
"Yes."
Just as I thought.
Calian, who knows the lies well, no longer disagrees.
I couldn't disagree.
"Yes."
I only gave a short permission to take a long and long sigh.
* * *
The way back to the palace was not so boring either.
After hearing about Calian's life and who Pier was aiming at,
'As expected, our prince is different. I can remember the warm melting of shrimp, but he is exactly that extraordinary.'
Even Arsen, who praised Kalian and said, "No wonder you stopped it today, even Deputy Commander Seizacin, is not normal," came back to work at the chopping block.
"King, f7."
"Phone, e8. I've got your queen, and I'm promoting my phone to queen. Check."
Thinking back to the two white queens and the chessboards, Calian Plants looked at the numbers ahead.
"I lost."
Callian seemed to have just won.
As a Khalian, I think I need at least a few more to know if I can win or lose. Smart Plants already has. I was well aware that playing more games did not change the outcome. Chess wasn't a contest.
"Yes."
So this is extraordinary.
In a good way, it meant something crazy that Arsen, equipped with a perfectly normal mindset, could never understand.
Of course, it wasn't that those brainless bastards who thought in their heads about the chessboard and who didn't know how many people they were looking at and whose reaction was that it wasn't that surprising. I already felt it when I left for Siegfried. Now that Arsenal is extraordinary, it was the other side's problem.
"Don't you two have speed?"
"What."
"I'm being played like a chess player by those who insist, I'm sure that's what I heard. And then I get a little bored on the way back, and I'm playing chess, so what am I supposed to think about that?"
"It's fun. We're still losing more, but I'm glad we're still winning more like we just did."
Arsen's head twitches again.
What the hell.
I don't know if he's lying. Or maybe I should just stop being so dull when I look at the troops.
Anyway, that's how I spent my time.
I slowly thought about the chessboard of the two royal families, gave Arsen a joke, watered the horses, and then moved again.
Instead of campfires, he plays with Arsen in a chess piece roughly created by Arsen, divided by transparent and opaque ice. Then we had a meaningless conversation, had dinner, and then went back to sleep. That's it.
I returned to the palace after going out to Siegfried for more than ten days, even though it was short.
"Who's in my room?"
"Yes, Prince."
It's still a long time to go at night.
Arsen sets foot directly into Wilhelm's coffin, where more work will be done. Plants, who took a facial stamp on Remain, went to Chermill Palace. I didn't know if I was going to rest, or if I was going to wash and change and go back to Wilhelm's coffin, but I snuck up to Estina and went to Chermill Palace.
And Kalian...
- Even if I find out how Arnigel used it, I might be able to inform the prince.
- If you don't mind me letting you know, then I'll just have to take another look. Please check first, Master.
- Yes, I do.
So, I sent a request to Allan to find out exactly how Arniesel used the fragment of the axis of time he had received from the Sispanians. And I tried to tell him the details of what I had learned in the joint, but I only told him what I had said to Arsenal that was going well. Afterwards, I met Ellen, who is furious on her behalf, and returned to Chermill Palace shortly after checking on her.
"You have a visitor."
Then Merlin, who was out front, said,
After her birthday, Jan was still staying at the Duke of Siegfried, because Jan told her not to be alone in the palace without Khalian, but to go home and stay with her family. I'm sure Kalian has already told you about his arrival at the palace, but he'll be back soon.
After all, there was a very rare embarrassment on Merlyn's face when he greeted Khalian on Jan's behalf.
"Who's coming?"
"Prince Randall is here."
After saying that it was embarrassing and unbelievable, Merlin and Calian went up to the third floor to look at the huge and spectacular visit. It was unknown whether the servant Den had not come with him or if Den was inside with him, but there was no one at the door except the two.
Khalian nods, thanking Merlin like that, smiling beautifully.
"Merlin, can I get you some tea?"
"Yes, of course. Prince Randall seems to be having a lot of tea. Can I get you some mint tea and tea?"
Kalian's smile changes deeply.
"No, I'm tired. Get me two glasses of honey lemon tea. I put a lot of honey in them both. A lot of honey. Make it really sweet."
"Yes, I understand."
Merlin smiles at the mischievous menu and stops trying to reach the doorknob. Then you look down slightly at Calian.
"Excuse me for a moment."
Merlin's hand soon reached into Khalian's tie. Tina wrinkles from a long journey could be magically eliminated, but not even a crooked tie.
A very slightly crooked wine tie, black opal glistening red at the end of the black shirt collar. Rose shaped black pendants and chained brooches tucked into a wine jacket slightly darker than a tie. Callian said to Merlyn, who trims the seagulls of well-dressed clothes and accessories to make them look more presentable.
"You don't have to look so closely. Brothers don't mess around with things like that."
"In case you haven't noticed, I don't like it when you hear about the prince's irregularity."
"Yes, thank you."
"You're welcome. By the way, Prince, you've changed a lot. He hated dressing like this until He cut off his head, but he came dressed well enough to think he was just back from the trip."
"I know. I just did. But I don't like frills. I don't think you're gonna like it."
"Yes. I dressed you once at the Queen's Thanksgiving, so I'm not fooled anymore."
Merlin smiled and grumbled as he lowered his voice, relaxing the buttons on his vest and jacket that had been untied.
"It seems Lord Knight Bern has been expecting you a lot. Why don't you go to the training room after you talk to Prince Randall?"
"Okay, I'll do that."
"Yes. Now go inside."
"Yes, thank you."
Merlin opens his visit thanking you again for looking down. Then Calian goes into the room, closes the door, and goes to get the car ready.
Unaccustomed black room.
Calian, who sets foot in it, bows his head without concealing any awkwardness.
"I'm here to see Brother Randall."
Randall nods, sitting alone in the black room, whether he didn't bring it at all. He pointed to the chair across the street. Suddenly, Calian is allowed to sit in his room, smiling a small smile and sitting across from Randel.
"You didn't come when I asked you to come, and suddenly you're like this. There was no cat."
"That's what happened."
Randall gives a short answer, even though he understands that he is speaking freely into a room without an owner. It's a similar kind of upside down to Plants' "Somehow." However, the two of them looked very similar to each other because they didn't respect the privacy of others or give the right answer.
Instead of asking why you came to Randall or bringing out your welcome, Calian silently shuts up. And I didn't say anything until Merlyn came back.
After a long time of awkwardness, Jan comes back to the palace with a car on her behalf. Jan gives Kalyan a small glance, then sets down two cups of tea and steps outside.
It spreads to the seat where there is a dark, honey scent.
Randall, who felt it, looks at Callian.
"Teaching is certain."
"You have to be sure you're learning."
Whoever gave me the grapefruit I hated constantly was Randall. Even though I'm teaching you the stance of the inverse limb, it's all about seeing and learning from Randall and returning it to you.
"Should I say it's clear?"
"It is clear that I will pay you back."
"Losing seems to hate puck."
"I'm not used to losing."
"That's a tough personality."
"I'm looking at it the same way."
Not a word from Randall, Calian takes a sip of honey lemon tea. And he said, swallowing the taste that was sweet enough to sting my throat.
"You don't have to insist so hard on getting used to me. Like I said, I don't really care. You'll have to do something later that you're not comfortable with. Not now."
"I'm going to do it anyway."
"Yes."
Khalian nods, gazing at Randell's dark blue eyes without fail.
"I heard that you attended the Noble Council on our behalf."
"Did you hear that already?"
"My ears are bigger than my mouth."
"Yes."
"Thank you. Thank you for your concern."
"I just paid it back."
"Thank you, though."
Without even asking why you suddenly came to see me, Calian puts a greeting in his mouth that he will never get used to. And he said, pointing to the black robe on the empty couch, something that Den had brought, left or brought himself.
"Thank you for not throwing it away."
"· · · · · · Was that how you repay me?"
"I'm not paying you back, I'm thanking you."
A uniform straight aesthetic flows along the clear and red gaze.
"This kind of greeting is enough for you to care about. Me or Randall."
Randall looks at the horse and opens his silent mouth for a while. Then I stopped looking for a horse to answer and reached out and drank a cup of lemon tea with honey as much as Yan was happy to go to Calian.
Calian smiles as he recognizes that this is Randall's answer.
"It's just what you need on a day like this."
"You're useless."
"I'm glad you like it."
Callian gives you a pleasant look.
And I swallowed another cup of tea with the same taste.
Staring directly into Randall's eyes, without being buried any deeper.
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