Chapter 94

Chapter 19. Brother (2)

The walk to and from the square was busy since morning.

This is because preparations for Lemain’s birthday celebration festival have begun in earnest.

Because the plaza was as large as the royal palace, work to decorate various parts of the plaza and install structures took a long time.

When so many people start their busy day.

– Multi-faceted, multi-faceted!

The cheerful sound of horse hooves echoed through the square.

The general public was prohibited from entering the square until the work was completed, so this was probably not the square but the sound of guests visiting the royal palace passing through the royal road.

‘Who else came this time?’

With that thought in mind, those who turned their heads in the direction of the sound stood up in surprise. And then he hurriedly bowed his head to show respect. This was because it was confirmed that the sound was made by ‘someone’ coming from the palace, not someone visiting the palace.

“It’s the prince!”

Black hair, black suit. And a black horse.

A prince who can leave the palace without an escort.

Of course it was Kalian.

Kalian usually walked slowly and received everyone’s greetings while riding a horse that made unusually loud hooves. However, as if he was busy today, he was hurrying somewhere, making light eye contact with those who greeted him.

Where are you going in such a hurry?

Putting aside the doubts of those who were looking at him, Kalyan crossed the bridge over the Seneu River on a Raven moving at almost running speed and entered Banensha Street for the first time in a long time.

‘Lawton Blacksmith’

As I entered the familiar-named store, the still muscular owner stood up in shock. And he bowed with a very awkward gesture.

Thanks to this, the chair the owner was sitting on fell over with a loud crash, but he didn’t seem to have the presence of mind to care. All of these were actions that did not conform to etiquette at all, but Calian, who found it nice to see them, laughed quietly.

“long time no see.”

It’s as if I’ve seen it before.

The owner, who had been wandering around for a while, heard the voice of a suspicious boy who had visited him a year ago.

“Oh, maybe last year...!”

“It reminds me.”

Calian probably didn’t want to talk a little more while thinking about what happened back then, but he wanted to deal with the excitement of coming here in person.

“My servant must have entrusted you with some good ingredients a while ago.”

Then he added, pointing to my eyes.

“The kids have different eye colors. Do you even remember that?”

“Yes, my prince. I remember. Just wait a moment and I will bring it to you right away.”

“Okay, I understand.”

After receiving Kalian’s permission, the owner entered the store in such a hurry that it was hard to tell whether he was walking while putting things away or sweeping them away. And before long, he came out with two swords and laid them down politely in front of Calian.

“Here it is.”

Calian’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the sword.

It was a sword made of cloud iron, the material I had been waiting for so long.

It was also the item that became the reason Kyrie went out for two months.

In order to acquire the meteorite and return in time for the end of her suspension, Kirie even used the just-completed movement magic circle.

“I was really surprised to hear that it was a cloud. How did you find something like this?”

“It just happened to be like that.”

The reason Kalian remembered where and when the meteorite fell was simple. This was because Bern had coveted this very much in the past.

I happened to pick up a meteorite at the top of Briseen and participated in the auction, but ended up losing. Chase, who saw Vern so sad about what had happened, asked Devlan and gave him a sword, which was the treasured sword of the Secretia royal family that was with Vern for the last time.

Calian looked deeply moved as he finally got his hands on the sword that reminded him of so many things, but that he had never actually had.

“It is said to be the highest grade among the highest grades, Prince. Even if you use an auror, it will endure for generations.”

Of course it will.

As long as you don’t get hit by Arsene.

Euria, who expressed approval to Calian’s words, looked at Calian who nodded and told her the second thing she was looking into.

“I also checked to see if any of Tensil’s priests escaped and did something else on the way to the capital. Tensil’s priests did not disperse. That number entered Kairisis yesterday as is.”

After hearing those words and thinking for a moment, Kalian opened his mouth.

“Okay. Then, please find out if there is someone named Malcolm Chetish among the priests.”

“Yes, my prince.”

“Besides, continue to look closely at the priests. Margrave Briesen as well.”

“Yes. Don’t worry.”

Calian added one thing as he saw Euria readily answering his words.

“I’m casually asking them to do this and that, but I feel like I’m taking too much care of the magicians in the association who worked hard to build the magic circle.”

Euria answered after taking a sip of the lemon tea that was placed in front of her and putting it down.

“A wizard is someone who can never do anything they don’t want to do, even if it’s difficult. Everyone helps because they enjoy it, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Calian smiled and nodded.

* * *

Euria was right.

Wizards can never do anything they don’t want to do, even if it’s hard work. So, the Wilhelm Pavilion’s Vulcan crew was going to work hard today as well.

Of course, it’s thanks to Plants.

What Plantz was teaching now was to prevent slow-moving wizards from dying.

The primary goal was not to die from attacks that penetrate the gap between memorizing spells and manifesting magic, and to have the entire Vulcan crew memorize spells and manifest magic as if they were one person.

As a result, physical training was conducted every day to ensure that the wizards could move quickly and everyone could breathe as one body.

The time when Calian was meeting Euria outside the palace. As always, Plantz was heading to the Wilhelm Pavilion. Unlike usual, instead of riding a carriage for a walk, I was walking slowly.

Wilhelm’s coffin had to pass by the Arpia Palace, where Lemain would be, and as he neared the Arpia Palace, a servant spoke to him.

“Prince. However, there is a guest who will be attending the luncheon today. And Prince Randel said that he will not be able to attend the luncheon due to other schedules.”

With the festival approaching, the princes also became busy again. There was a meeting for every meal. Plantz, who was no longer able to do as he pleased like last year, also did not fall into that schedule.

“Who are the guests?”

“They say there are two people, including Count Manasil, but no information about the other one has been delivered.”

Someone connected to kings, princes, and Alan. It’s a strange combination.

Plantz, who wondered if it might be Slayman, soon concluded that it probably wasn’t. If it was him, there would be no reason to hide it.

In any case, it was something that would be found out at the luncheon, so Plantz, who had been nodding without saying another word, stopped for a moment when he saw something.

“Who are you that covered your face in the palace?”

A servant who saw the same figure from behind was heard saying quietly.

It was the same reason why Plantz stopped.

A person trying to enter the King Kairis Palace and also the Alfia Palace was hiding his face with the hood of his white robe.

That sight was very eye-catching.

So Plantz stood still and continued to look at him.

Did you feel those gazes or was it a coincidence?

The person wearing the robe also stopped walking. Then I turned my head and looked towards Plants. Even without the hood, it wasn’t exactly at a distance that would have made eye contact, but Planz instinctively felt it. That he is seeing exactly himself.

Because of this, the eyes of Plantz, who was slowly examining the other person, became sharp.

“Why are you here?”

The number of attendants, their attire, and the aura of the knights guarding them. Long blue-silver hair visible under the robe.

and.

An unknown feeling of rejection.

Although I had never seen it before, I knew Planz.

“...The crown prince of Secretia.”

As if I heard those words.

Chase Dullahan Secretia, a young man in white robes, slowly approached Plantz.