Chapter 142

Chapter 25. Where to be (1)

Long white fingers gathered neatly.

I don’t know if it was because the sword he held in that hand was more special than any other famous sword in the world, or if the Sispanian blessing affected such areas, but there were not even scars or calluses on the white hands that had not yet fully grown.

The hand, which seemed not to have touched the muddy water, let alone the thick blood, rose quietly. Red eyes, which he himself considered blood-red but others said were the color of rubies, were hidden under his hands. Calian raised his hand and covered his face for a moment.

I was holding back laughter.

Her thin shoulders shook for a moment and then moved so loudly that it seemed like she was sobbing. After that, uncontrollable laughter escaped.

And in the end, laughter broke out.

When I went to Alan’s house, I burst out laughing when I saw a stone statue in the shape of a wriggling flower singing. It’s the same this time too.

“Ah, wizards.”

Really.

What are wizards?

After saying this, Kalian looked again at what was in his hand.

[Why did we destroy the store?]

[Recalling a time when my reason was extremely emotional.]

[A question that comes to mind. Why are we okay?]

Holding a piece of paper with this title written on it, something in the form of a report to be exact, Calian couldn’t even straighten his back and was laughing as if he was out of breath.

“I guess it’s all gone.”

And then he barely opened his mouth and said this.

So, what Calian was holding in his hand was, to be precise, a reflection on the history of the wizards.

It is said that a fight broke out between a group of Balkan wizards who had gone out for drinks the day before. It became a war of words, and the wise-guy wizards won. The group was outraged by that and brought their friends. As a result, the place of peaceful dialogue turned into chaos.

It’s okay up to that point.

The problem happened next.

Hit someone with magic.

It didn’t just hit people, it also hit stores.

When I asked him why he opened the store, he said he couldn’t remember.

“Why did you stop drinking? I’m already sick.”

ah.

Don’t even turn around and drink it already.

“There was no one who was so turned around that he turned around and drank it.”

Calian, who was muttering something that Yan couldn’t understand, looked at the inspector again.

I should have looked into it from the beginning when the title of the police book was something like this.

Of course, I know that I didn’t write it that way with the intention of looking down on Kalian or making fun of him. So I laughed.

A report written by someone titled [Focused Investigation: Correlation between Alcohol and Violence] was at the top. It wasn’t because he was in charge of this matter or because he was the highest ranking person among them, but because it was the most ‘serious-looking’ title, he put it at the top.

They know it too.

What a funny group of people wizards are.

Until now, Calian had only received the wizards’ reports from Alan and Euria. So this is my first time seeing how real wizards write reports. And what was written in it was more than the title.

“What the prince said...”

As harsh words poured out of the flower-like prince’s mouth, Yan, who was standing next to him, stopped to give him a moment’s attention. There was definitely a smile, smiling eyes, and a smiling mouth, but the atmosphere was different.

I was angry.

A lot of that too.

Calian, who felt that Yan was watching him, just turned his gaze away, keeping his head turned towards the police inspector. Then, he relaxed his expression and spoke to Yan, who was frozen.

“Don’t pay attention. You don’t have to.”

Yan nodded with a slight smile. Still, I didn’t say ‘Speak more politely’ again.

Calian let out a short sigh and spoke again.

“They said no one else was hurt?”

* * *

Plantz looked at Calian for a moment.

Rather than saying it was a late morning, we had just started eating closer to lunch.

Calian, who was cutting ham, opened his mouth quietly.

“... I’m not that violent. I wouldn’t directly raise a sword or take out a club at the Balkan wizards, so don’t look at me like that.”

Plantz let out a short laugh.

Plantz knows that Kalian can’t lie. So what Calian said must have been sincere.

Plantz, who was thinking about the things done by a guy who thought he was not violent, just nodded his head. I was thinking about just ignoring it or something.

“Let’s go together. I want to see Lord Hertz too. I was supposed to see him yesterday, but I couldn’t see him, so why not just go and see him together?”

“okay.”

Plantz, who said he would accompany us but had no intention of getting involved in this matter, gave this answer. Anyway, didn’t I just say to Arsene, ‘I’ll go personally with my brother.’

Kalian asked Planz, who was swallowing a bite of a baked flat bread topped with white cheese.

“How would you like me to handle it?”

“do it yourself.”

Plantz lowered his gaze as if he was not interested and answered:

“You seem interested.”

How will Calian punish the wizards of Balkan?

There’s no way I’m not interested. I couldn’t do that.

Isn’t this something that Plantz, who had nothing, was growing for the first time? Although he considers it to be a ‘loaned item’ that cannot be said to be entirely Plantz’s, Plantz clearly had an interest in the Balkans.

So, he must have seemed worried about his short life.

I was afraid that Calian might be very angry with the wizards.

“I’m not angry because the wizards got into trouble after drinking.”

“know.”

“Do you know why I’m angry?”

Calian grinned and looked at Plantz.

If he said he knew, wouldn’t Kalian have been thinking that he would have understood it properly so far? But suddenly, I was holding it up like this to check.

Plantz said, frowning.

“It’s not like my brother doesn’t believe me.”

“Yes. No.”

“Then why is your attitude suddenly changing?”

“Attitudes have changed.”

“You didn’t check. Originally.”

Calian answered in a light voice that made the bookshelf flutter.

“Did I do that?”

That’s why Plantz is upset.

I think I also know why Calian suddenly changed his attitude.

Kalian took a sip of the red tomato juice next to him. He then spoke to Plantz, who was still looking at him with the same expression on his face.

“Brother, if you’re half as smart as that, you won’t be dead for long.”

“... Barking every day has become a chore.”

If things were as usual, Calian would have just laughed off Planz’s words like this. But not this time.

“I will teach you. Everything.”

Sharp red eyes looked directly at Plantz.

“So, don’t say you’ll just live with your mouth, don’t show consideration in secret, don’t plan on backing off after helping in moderation, and don’t intentionally pretend you’re not interested.” Plantz’s eyes were calm

. I sank in.

“I’m telling you, don’t even think about living like you’re dead, just being my shadow for the rest of your life.”

I’ll teach you everything

so you can live properly .