Chapter 114

Chapter 22. Don’t touch me (4)

– I am the great warrior of the great desert!

The man ran.

I ran, repeating the same words endlessly.

It was the day after the King’s Birthday celebration ended.

Of course, wherever there was bright light, there were people. And the man had to avoid people’s eyes. Therefore, I hid in the darkness of the alley and moved my legs constantly.

I had long ago given up thinking about how far I had come and how much further I had to go. I was focusing all my attention on moving my legs and breathing. It was too much to do those two things.

“Huh huh huh huh huh!”

The right arm had already been cut off. I wanted to grab it, but I didn’t have my left hand to wrap my arm around.

The man gritted his teeth.

Still, I guess I should say it’s fortunate that I can do that freely.

The man who gave himself comfort for a moment gave strength to his legs again. Because I had to run without stopping. I continued to massage my legs, which were gradually losing sensation.

– Cradangtang!

However, it wasn’t long before the man collapsed and rolled around on the floor.

I tried to stand up, but my legs wouldn’t move anymore. I tried to move my head to check my legs, but even that was becoming difficult.

The reason the man’s entire body was becoming increasingly paralyzed was probably due to the deep wounds on his back.

The healing power they use only works on themselves. And no man could handle the power of healing as well as Harnan.

The man gritted his teeth again.

No, I tried to grit my teeth.

“Cough!”

A round lump of blood came up my neck. What he couldn’t spit out stopped the man from breathing. I had to turn my head and vomit, but I couldn’t.

‘I have to tell you... I have to tell you...’

I couldn’t shake off the murderous feeling that was thick under the moonlight. Those red eyes that seemed to take my breath away at any moment could not be erased. I can’t forget laughing at the creepy face that didn’t frown even as it was bleeding like that.

So I had to run more.

They had to run and tell the person who sent them.

‘If it’s not now...’

I need to send more warriors.

We have to kill them right away, even if it means sending all of our warriors.

If you leave him alive, the plan will go wrong. I have to tell you

that

...

* * *

Kalian’s hand dropped.

Gray eyes with a blue tint were quietly locked.

Everyone who was gathered saw what happened, but no one spoke. There was such silence that not even the sound of an eye could be heard.

Slayman and his wife, Serie, were away. I won’t be back until tomorrow. In the meantime, the 3rd prince came looking like he was on the verge of death. Nevertheless, there was only one reason why no one panicked in this huge Siegfried territory.

“Yuran.”

This is because they completely trust the girl standing in front of them.

“Yes, Little Duke.”

Yuran, the knight who accompanied Calian’s Rosellita, responded to Demirea’s calm voice. Demirea, who

checked Calian’s light breathing, was the butler. He stopped the blood with the towel given to him and opened his mouth.

“Hina, that maid has to come. And.”

Demirea stopped what she was saying and thought for a moment of the one thing Calian had said.

– Please call my brother.

Why are you looking for me in this situation?

“...... Bring the second prince.”

Lemain said . Is it Flanz?

Calian’s meaning was so clear that Demirea, who let out a short sigh, raised her head. Then, staring at Yuran, she added, “You must not

convey the contents to anyone other than your brother.”

Not only to Lemaine. Even to Allan.

Yuran, who had received the information, left without any further questions and only gave a simple nod. He then selected several knights to escort Plantz and hurriedly moved on. Demirea seemed to have nothing more to see about Yuran

. I moved Calian inside and had him lie down. The blood stains from the wound continued through the training hall, the hallway of the mansion, and all the way to the bedroom. – Cry!

A

handful of blood came out of Calian’s mouth as he lay on the bed. Calian turned his head to the side. The head deacon opened his mouth in a low voice towards Demirea, who was coughing up blood.

“He has taken the path of the sword, so it won’t be poison.”

“Yes. It’s because of the magic power and aura.”

Calian is no longer harmed by the poison.

The moonlight was bright. Thanks to this, as soon as Hina wrote down the letters, Plantz also read the contents.

– I’m outside now.

Plants, who had read that far, entered the room and Hina picked up her notebook again to write down a few more words. This was an attempt to convey again the words, ‘Prince Calian is injured and we must secretly leave without informing the people around us.’

“Aow!”

A cat was placed on Hina’s arm.

I heard that Calian was waiting outside, so I asked why he was giving the cat back, and Plantz explained it.

“You came to look for the cat.”

When he realized that he meant to take the cat out since he made an excuse that he was looking for a cat, Plantz said one more thing.

“Come out. I’m going out.”

Plantz, who sent Hina away, picked up his sword.

Then he escaped out of the Chermil Palace through the window.

* * *

– Tak.

Alan, who put down the basket of tangerines in Kalian’s room, asked Yan standing next to him.

“Are you saying you’re training until this time?”

“You said you’ve been lazy these days and haven’t come out since going to the training center. I’ll deliver the fruit to the prince when he comes.”

Jan shrugged his shoulders and answered.

Alan, who looked at Jan’s face for a while, nodded and answered.

“... So be it.”

And then he walked out without another word.

As the sound of Alan’s footsteps became distant, the smile on Jan’s face disappeared little by little.

The hand clenched into a fist had already turned white.

Yan slumped down on the sofa, and curses full of self-reproach and self-destruction came out of his mouth.

* * *

Plantz, who was in front of Calian, said nothing.

Demirea knew very well that the relationship between Randel and Calian was not good, and she did not know about the relationship between Chase and Calian. Therefore, it is true that the person Calian asked Demirea to call was Plantz himself.

I know the reason too.

Plantz quietly closed his eyes while standing next to Calian.

“My brother...”

It is difficult for Chase, who is the crown prince of a foreign country, to step forward properly. And Chase doesn’t know exactly what Calian, who wants to be the crown prince, is thinking. Therefore, the only person who knew best what Calian was thinking and what choice he would make in this situation was Plantz. Knowing that, he called Planz.

“You trust me too much.”

Since the words were not spoken to anyone, Hina and Demirea who were present did not say anything. Hina was just pouring healing magic on Calian’s wounds, and Demirea was just watching.

Dmirea’s shield had already been erected, and it was Plants who had to act within it.

Planz quietly opened his eyes and sat cross-legged on the chair next to the bed. He leaned diagonally on the backrest and stared at Calian’s pale, tired face.

After thinking for a while, Planz opened his mouth.

“Little duke.”

“Yes, my prince.”

Plantz curled one corner of his mouth towards Demirea, who responded immediately.

“I think we can stop Briesen at least.”

“Is it defense without offense?”

Demirea asked in a low voice.

Kalyan doesn’t know who’s behind them.

Would Lemain let Calian out after he returned to the palace? Absolutely not. From then on, Alan’s security would begin and they would target next.

Calmly waiting for an enemy who may come at any moment is something that absolutely does not fit Kalyan’s personality.

Therefore, Calian will not go to the palace or show himself until he finds out who is behind them.

To those who were intoxicated by the entertainment of the festival, the black horse running hidden in the dark would have been barely noticeable. So it is not difficult to argue that Kalyan is not here. The problem comes after that.

Plantz nodded and answered.

“Siegfried mistook my brother’s disappearance as the work of Briesen, so he brought me in and made me a hostage. All I can do is say that I can’t be sent to Briesen until I give up my brother. Isn’t that difficult?”

Kalyan is a prince. It’s different from Arsene.

He is not a person who can disappear simply by saying ‘he does not exist’. Therefore, something big must happen to make the person behind the attack on Calian believe it.

For example, the confrontation between Siegfried and Briesen over the disappearance of the third prince.

That’s why I called Planz.

I’ll leave it to you to clean up the mess and also act as a hostage. Both together and together.

Demirea nodded after hearing Plantz’s words.

“I’m closing the gate. Make yourself at home.”

Then he added with a slight smile.

“We are good at protecting things.”