380 < Chapter 68. Sleep (5) >

You know what, Demirea?

I've been thinking seriously.

No matter how much I think about it, we should get a divorce, too.

Of course you do, but I never lied about regretting it. But no matter how many times I think about it, I think I should break up with her.

Ah. Not right now, but I think we should do that someday, so I hope you don't get me wrong and come here right away. Then you're too sad for me.

I wonder why you're doing this.

I don't think it matters why, but let me explain, Demirea.

"· · · · · · · So, bro."

"Well."

"You're the one who brought Balkan here."

"Yes."

"Not you or your teacher, but you."

"Yes."

I mean...

I'm raising something. There is.

It's big. It's still big. It's huge. It eats grass, but it's strangely well. That's amazing.

"You brought Balkan and his army here yourself."

"I think my brother is very sick. How many times do you want me to say it?"

"You dragged Balkans here unannounced as the Marquis of Brissen."

"Do we need a countermeasure?"

· · · · · · But I was tall · · · · · · ·.

"You're taking me with you. Balkans."

"No, I want an apology."

So here's the thing. Demirea.

No matter how much I think about it, I'm not very good at parenting.

"Whatever. To do that, Balkan. Just, like, blocking Balkan. Urgh · · · · · · · A lot."

"I just came to tell you I want to be here. Half."

"· · · · · · · · · · Half."

I don't think he's very good at farming.

I can't even work in Siegfried's backyard.

I'm sorry he's useless, Demirea.

"Halfway through. That's a lot of stuff."

"Half past."

What should I do?

* * *

At first I waited.

I waited, blinking, breathing, worrying every moment I moved my head. After all, he was just a young, wounded son in front of Alan, and yet he knew he was stronger than anyone else.

When Raven found out she was back alone. When I found nothing missing in Raven's saddle bag. When I saw the corner of Alan's robe going back out like Raven at the door wanted to come together, When I found out that Balkan had led Raven after Calian's trail and had returned with no income. I couldn't take it anymore and went out on my own. You have left the palace.

I tried to get it back.

I searched all the remaining traces of the movement enchantment. Or Danube or Sispanian, or Serenti, for real this time. You try to find Callian, emptying your mind of crazy things.

I searched the entire capital, the entire country and the entire continent. The royal forest, the underground in ancient Hessia, the Duke of Siegfried and the Señor River and Alan's own home, the Rock Mountain with the Duke of Siegfried and the jointly occupied Siegfried, the villa in Cecretia, the seaside, the spire, the Bridget Forest. Everyone went there.

I couldn't find it.

The strongest father on the continent did not find one of my sons. As a father, the Great Wizard, who was still powerless, returned to the palace with nowhere else to go.

It was a nightmare.

"Adelia could be involved, right?" '

On behalf of an empty head who can't think straight, the blue-haired wizard who can think straight said:

'That man, Rashid Brissen. He also said he had a Black Stone. You mean someone related to Zeon. However, the day the prince confronted him, he disappeared. If Rashid Brissen had done something to Prince, one of those related to Zeon would have been perfectly able to hide him from the commander's eyes. It's only Adelia, isn't it?'

That way I went to the Tensyl. You grip Tensyl and search for traces of Adelia. And I couldn't find Adelia anywhere.

I was sure.

Adelia touched Geary. How dare she touch him?

I made a commitment.

I'm going to find Tensyl because I sinned.

I'm gonna find him, and I'm gonna kill him.

This time, I'm going to kill you.

- Wizard.

Back then.

- Your son. I found out where he is.

Plants talks to you through his communication bracelet, just in case you find him. Just as I read Alan's thoughts, I summoned him with an irresistible word, as if trying to drown out his raging anger.

- I'm trying to get my brother. Maybe.

I heard the word 'if you want to come with me,' but I couldn't hear it properly. I came straight back from Tensyl to Wilhelm's coffin before Plants finished talking.

Suddenly, one wizard appeared before me, and Plants, who didn't even blink an eye, stood up. And I made the same request as a warning.

'Don't kill anyone. It's better if you don't.'

So.

I promised I wouldn't kill you. I followed you.

"Perhaps the Balkans' feet are not as heavy as you thought, Lord Manasil."

"The soldiers' feet must be slow."

"We should be thankful that the military movement to defend the kingdom is so fast · · · · · · ·. I don't know why I feel so uncomfortable."

Instead of killing grey britchen, sitting across from him with his relaxed face, let's just punch him in the shiny face. I was deeply troubled.

when the Vice Commander, who is the Crown Prince, finds the prince who was abducted from Grey Brissen's house and saves him. It's a good thing we're looking for our prince. If it does, it's only in his best interest, isn't it, Rasheed Brissen? '

'That's right.'

'Then it would be better for Captain Manasil to sneak into the Marquis of Brissen and slash the prince.' '

'Why.'

'· · · · · · Are you sleeping with your eyes open? Rashid Brissen, are you tired enough to forget you just said you only do good things?'

'This is a good hand. Why.'

Maybe Demirea didn't.

Take advantage of Calian's disappearance.

I don't intend to use the situation to my own advantage, but I think I can use it to my brother's advantage. So many good brother Plants turns his head away from Arsen, who is not talking to anyone. And then he said to Alan, I gave orders to Allan in a vague relationship like a superior man, not as a vice commander, but as a prince.

'Come with me. Go kill no one. Stay in front of Grey Brissen. Don't leave your seat with me. Until I find my brother.'

"Sure. Can I go alone?" Or should I take this with me? '

"Stuff. That's too much, Captain. I actually have a name, and I have a good mind, and I know how to move. '

'Apart from this. As many Balkans as possible.'

Why don't you take me out when you say you're taking a lot of Balkans? I want to play my part in saving our prince. '

'No, stop him.'

Are you sure you don't want to tell the king? '

'You make it sound like I did.'

'· · · · · · · · Proud.'

That's how I came along.

I didn't kill anyone. I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying with Grey Brissen.

But there was no point in beating Grey Brissen with your fists, not with magic. Alan smiles quietly, struggling to get his fist clenched, barely bitten by violent thoughts.

"The farmer just left the farming equipment here to rust. You have to move around diligently so that you don't get hungry. So · · · · · · Are there any useless weeds that want to ruin the farm, but is there any difference between looking in advance and using the Balkans?"

Whenever I talk about weeds, I feel like I'm looking deeply at my disheveled hair, and Grey, who feels worse for no reason, shuts up. Alan's eyes curl around it.

"You don't have to be anxious about what you hold in your hand so that it doesn't rust. It's only weeds that are cut down, cut down, and fed to horses, so if you want to be good at farming, you should welcome them. Marquis Brissen."

Comparing the Marquis of a nation to a weed, you are turning the world upside down like this, and even if it is confirmed that there is nothing wrong, do not hesitate to protest, but welcome it. What a blatant and audacious threat.

"You don't know, Marquis Manasil. No matter how strong your power may be, exercising unreasonable power is merely persecution."

"We're here to find Prince Kalian. That's what the Marquis likes so much."

"You've already sent someone to turn my house upside down. This little house with no secret passageway, everything's been taken care of. If all of a sudden you ask me to give you a prince that doesn't come back like this, it's not persecution, it's replacement."

"Master."

Grey's horse has been dismissed.

Someone called Alan. Alan's gaze is on the back of Grey. Grey's head turns.

Alan sits at the door behind Grey, not toward the outside of the mansion. You turn your head toward the door connected to the corridor inside the mansion. I feel a squeaking sound coming from my head.

Alan gets up from his seat. As I leaned all over Kiri, I hurriedly walked towards Calian, who had been reinforced. And I smoothed Kalian very slowly, like if I touch it, it would break if I touched it, like the color was spreading.

"How did you get here again?"

"Something smells good · · · · · · · · I had a dream for a while. I was intoxicated by the smell."

If it were Jan, he would have said, "What kind of dog is Jan," but Alan doesn't. In case it hurts, I smiled as if I can't even touch it and look at Calian now for relief.

"You had another dream."

"Just a moment."

"· · · · · · Yes. I want you to wake up and share the details when you're older."

"Yes, Master."

Allen's gaze turns back as he sees Khalian nodding his head. The person who was facing me a while ago, now I opened my mouth to see Grey with a face that has not yet solved the question of 'why is she leaving my house?'

"Perhaps. The weed, it looks like it lifted its head. So what do you want me to do about it? Earl Grey Brissen."

It was a moment when there was another big bend in Grey Brissen's life.

"· · · · · · · There seems to be a big misunderstanding. Marquis Manasil."

The smell of blood vibrates.

None of Balkan's uninvited guests smelled as dark as that. Even if I came in here with a clean slate to get rid of the smell of blood, Grey wouldn't have noticed it. Once we get inside the Balkans and seal off the house again, there's no way they could have come in from outside. Alan Manasil, the only person who can secretly move Calian into this house, has been with Grey ever.

That's either one of them.

Either Alan Manasil moved Calian here beforehand and took Balkans to the play, or he was really in the house.

For a moment, Grey thought that she had never rolled her head more intensely in her life. If Callian had been in this house the whole time, he couldn't have known, even if he wasn't the same. It doesn't make sense that the knights in this house didn't smell that much dark blood.

But that's just it.

How do you prove that?

If Alan had left the house after the Balkans came in, there would have been fewer trustees, but we could still try. While Balkan was restoring Grey's eyes, a stealthy Alan moved Calian from the outside.

But Alan must have.

"Don't even think about making excuses. I must have been with the Marquis until now."

Alan was definitely with Grey. We stayed together, not for a single moment. Not only Grey, but a lot of people saw it together.

So how do you prove this injustice?

"It's not the Marquis of Brissen, Master. Because I've been avoiding myself here, the Count of Brissen has nothing to do with this."

At that moment, a thin, locked voice lowered the lifeline to Grey. Unbelievably, the owner of the lifeline was Khalian.

"But how do we prove this? That's gonna be tough. Well, I'm afraid we have a bit of a situation on our hands, Earl Brissen."

Maybe it's a lifeline.

I'd rather pass out than pick up and drop people.Where the hell did that come from and stand in my way?

"You don't have to worry so much about him. Your Majesty will be very worried and you won't be able to stay here much longer, so let's go back to the palace."

Alan stops Callian from worrying about Grey sincerely.

After that, he looked at Plants instead of one Kalian, worried that he wouldn't be able to leave.

"I'll finish what I started here. Take the prince back first, Your Highness."

"I do."

Plants nods at Calian once.

Kyrie, standing beside you, resurrects Khalian without further ado. Callian insists on refusing even if he asks if he can carry it, and waits all over for Kiri. I stepped on my feet.

It's time to go back.

I'm going to be scolded by Hina and scolded by Jan, but it's okay to go back. Sedate Raven, meet Eila, and look into Lord Hertz. We need to get back to it. We need to get better and invite Demirea back. We should call Lily.

I took another step thinking like that.

With Kyrie right next to him, Plants a little ahead.

"There's a lot of commotion. What's going on here?"

But then.

A joyous voice blocks Calian's path.

- Chop, chop.

- Jubbuck.

The sword on Kiri's waist echoes the boundary.

Plants' footsteps, which had naturally shifted as if they were on their way, blocked Calian's way.

An awkward role that I'm not used to and don't want to get used to. Calian sighs silently, unable to overcome the awkward feeling it gives him. I don't know. It was a sigh of such determination.

In the meantime.

The one who came to the reception room where everyone was, raised his voice.

"Oh, my God. Are you correct, Prince Plants?"

Again, it was hidden on Plants' back, so I couldn't see a thing in front of him, but I couldn't confuse him with anyone else.

"No. I'm sorry about what I did. Forgive me, Your Grace. Let's say hello first. My name is Rashid Brysen. The son of Earl Grey Brissen. It is an honor for my family to meet you."

That voice, greeting like you've never seen it before.

"Yes."

Calian's face is filled with genuine delight.

And Grey Brissen's face was filled with rage.

Kallian. Everyone knows that the rumors are still out there, but they're not. There are many Calians who do not know that there are more than one and two evils tied to Brissen. Kalian smells blood at this moment. The same Khalian was here.

"I've been waiting for this moment. '

For hurting the prince's body.

That's not enough to arrest the prince. Or for kidnapping. Furthermore, for trying to kill the prince.

To pin it all on my father.

To come to the scene and make the crime impossible to get out of.

'You made this up. Rashid.'

You step into the noose.

Grey clenches her bare fist.

* * *

Grey looks at Rashid and opens her mouth with a genuine face.

"As you can see, I closed all the villas because of the precious guest's arrival. How did you get here?"

Rare.

Was it Grey who said she couldn't open my door until a while ago?

Rashid's answer came as he couldn't help but look at the obvious changes in his attitude.

"I told you. Those precious guests said they were looking for our family, but we can't just ignore them. I hurriedly came here to make fun of my feet."

"Now that you've met me and greeted me, go back."

"Yes, I do. Now that I've met you in person and greeted you, I think I'll step aside."

Rashid smiles.

You grimace your head as if you were going to do so, turning your gaze towards Plants as if it had suddenly occurred to you.

"· · · · · · ·."

You can see a pair of black shoes underneath the long cloak of Plants, all the way down to your knees. I can see only finely crafted black shoes because I never set foot on the dirt road. Smells like blood coming out of there. I see it.

"I thought you said hello. Wasn't it?"

"Oh, of course I did. However."

The satisfaction of catching and missing prey caught Racid's attention. Lasid looks at Plants, who has created a calming face to keep his hunting distance from you.

"I don't think there's anyone else I need to meet and greet."

Plants looks at Rashid with an unpleasant look on his face. Then he reached behind his back and pointed to Kiri.

"This man is not to be greeted by you. He's a knight."

"This · · · · · · · · degradation. You're worried that I won't recognize that. I am Prince Kalian behind me. I'm talking about him."

Kalian closes his eyes.

Renaissance for Grey, no need to mourn it in particular, but things have gotten very hectic.

I don't know what to do. I sold my eyes on the way back to the palace, and then I made this happen. Take responsibility.

When I opened my mouth to say something. The hand of Plants, which was coming out from behind, moves. Then I made a swallow.

- Switch.

· · · · · · · · Change?

As an answer to this question, Plants' hands have moved again. Except this time, I didn't make a Suir. Instead, you graze Calian's arm and pass by.

Chug, chug.

Something light fills up somewhere.

Kalian looks down, checking his wrist along the source of the sound. I smiled silently.

A very thin metal bracelet.

I saw her on her wrist a few times because I knew it was on her wrist.

"· · · · · · · You have never met my brother. Not only that, I haven't walked to the capital in a while."

"Yes, that's right. It's been a very, very long time coming here."

"But as soon as you come, do you want me to give up the person behind my back? Confident that this is my brother. Knowing that I'm reluctant."

"I didn't know you were uncomfortable. I'm sorry, Your Grace. However, if Prince Kalian is right, he should say hello. I heard that the nobleman hates the fact that he doesn't do everything right, so I'm worried that this will be flawed."

"I've never met my brother. I need to see this guy's face."

Plants' words get longer.

It draws time.

Calian moves his fingers, knowing better than anyone how exhausting that is to Plants. The thin, long finger towards the ground slowly draws a curve in the air.

By the time the finger reached the end of the curve.

When it stopped like an empty arrowhead touching the floor.

- · · · · · · · Thanksgiving.

As something grabs the back of your hand, Plants looks back at Rashid, slightly turning his head to see what it was. Then I opened my mouth in a relaxed voice.

"Your delusions and rudeness are beyond reproach."

- Jubbuck.

Plants takes a step to the side.

I took out what I was standing over with my body.

"Why haven't you come to the capital in the meantime? The Marquis, who could not bear to show himself like this, is in the territory. Maybe he was hiding it. I'm starting to think so. Sadly."

A familiar figure that reminds me of Kalian quickly. Rashid doesn't know. In fact, it doesn't matter if Rashid knows the wrong person with the same appearance.

I put him in front of Rashid.

The person standing behind my brother's back raised his head for a moment.

Deep in the lake, deep in the sea, deep in the heart. I took it out. I took it out.

I raised my head.

My arms are a little short, but I have the right clothes for my arms. And...

He stretched his long blue feet at will.

"Nice to meet you."

A stranger's unfamiliar light purple eyes look down at Rashid.

Laughed.

Full of cool and handsome.

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