Chapter 232

Chapter 41. Whose son am I? (4)

Secretia was warm.

Kairis No. Kairisis was cold.

I can’t say I visited all of Secretia, but wherever I went, it was generally warm or hot like the capital city, Secretia, and the winter wasn’t that cold either. In contrast, Kairisis was so cold that it was difficult to walk with one’s head up due to the harsh wind that blew throughout the winter.

This is all because of Hatsuara, the originator of reasonlessness.

anyway. Calian, who had finished thinking about blaming Hatsuara while keeping two memories of the same period in mind, turned his head for a moment.

A red cape fluttering in the wind catches my eye. As you go down, the amount of jewel dust attached becomes more and more, until the thick fabric that serves as the base cannot be seen at all at the edge. It was like a kaleidoscope I saw sometime ago... “It’s really fall now

. “The wind has changed.”

“That’s right. It’s already fall.”

Calian nodded and answered what Jan said while helping him get into the waiting carriage.

Secretia is still hot, and Kairis needs to hurry up and prepare for winter. Fall has become an unfamiliar but not unfamiliar time.

“I think it’s both good and sad.”

“Are you sad?”

“huh.”

Yan, who was sitting across from Kalian, had round eyes. I felt like I was suffering from pain all summer last summer, and I feel like I’ve finally gotten rid of it, so what’s the regret?

“You don’t put ice in your mint tea.”

It was an odd reason, but Calian was sincere. Knowing that the wind had changed, Yan no longer allowed her to drink mint tea filled with ice.

Last night, I went to bed unusually late and had difficulty opening my eyes. I asked to get them some cold mint tea to help me open them, but was flatly refused. After that, I was caught secretly using magic to cool the warm tea that was given to me, and I was scolded for a long time. It was sad.

– Multi-faceted, multi-faceted.

Calian continued speaking while the carriage moved at a speed that was neither slow nor fast.

“Just like this morning. I said it wasn’t cold yet, but you never listened to me.”

Jan, who found it amusing that the person who would probably lead this country in the future talk about mint tea in a tone full of condescension to his servant, ended up laughing quietly.

“Even if you say that, I won’t give it to you.”

In response to the firm reply, a few more grunting sounds escaped Calian’s mouth.

Aside from that regret, I didn’t really hate the fact that it was already fall. Just as Jan had thought, most of the things that had been bothering him all summer were resolved. The reason why I say ‘most’ is because Kalyan is also human, so it was difficult to fully gauge his true feelings. But in any case, it was true that I felt much refreshed now.

Like the wind blowing now.

“Still, I think there are more good things than bad things.”

“Thank God, there are more good things.”

“That’s right. I’m glad.”

Another reason why I like the coming fall is that the smell of the wind blowing is very peaceful, as if it reminds me to forget the memories of the hot summer. Another thing is that there are fewer instances of rain falling as if it is trying to tie Kalian’s feet.

It was...

“this.”

What is this?

As soon as I got off the carriage that had arrived at Siegfried’s coffin, I heard a low voice that seemed to be waiting for Calian. As soon as I heard that sound, I realized once again that it wasn’t just the rain that was holding me back, and the excitement of the autumn wind blowing on this beautiful day subsided.

“I guess I must have caught a cold.”

This is because I ran into the guy I wanted to see as late as possible right in front of Siegfried’s coffin.

– I didn’t tell my brother, but Prince Planz actually helped me practice speaking a lot. Even though he must have been busy, he listened carefully without saying anything, so I quickly got used to it. Prince Planz is a good person, so Prince Calian, please stop harassing Prince Planz. No matter what, you are my older brother.

Because Prince Planz is such a good person...

Stop bothering Prince Planz...

It was like a lightning bolt that came at the end of Hina’s thank you message that evening after drinking warmed milk and taking a long nap. The words came to mind again.

Unbelievable.

I never thought I would hear Hina taking that grasshead’s side in her lifetime. A day I had never dreamed of came so quickly, and I was filled with feelings of desperation, disappointment, sadness, joy and sorrow all at once.

Besides, why?

Not Kirie, not me.

Is it really true that you were the first to hear the angelic voice of our Hina, who seems to be blooming full of green flowers in the sky right now? Brother, like a frog floating on the lake with a pretty voice like the sparkling sunlight on the lake. Brother, do you know how much it bothered me to hear you call your name before my name and call it much more often?

The wound in my heart was so deep that when I saw you, brother, I felt like I would forget all the understanding and naivety, but still, to listen to my Hina, I endured it, feeling like I was three years older, and from that day until now, I haven’t even seen your face. Do you know what you saw and avoided?

but. There is no way that head of grass would know such a delicate heart.

I had to endure with desperate patience what was about to become overwhelming and life-threatening. Anyway, today was a good day and Calian is clearly an adult now.

“... I meet Brother Planz.”

Evan, who had been showing proper respect by getting up from his seat, tilted his head. When Planz came in, the noisy nobles were saying nothing.

‘What did he do again...?’

Evan raised his head, discarding the question he had been wondering for a short time, and his mouth slowly opened and then closed again.

A bright red cloak that constantly shines as if sprinkled with jewels. Apricot colored jacket and white pants. and.

Pearl-colored frills on the wrists and neck.

I couldn’t laugh at my greedy display of style.

I couldn’t even complain about the excessive decoration. No one thought that. Even Evan.

“Nice to meet you.”

An apricot-colored layered dress worn over a pure white dress.

Pearl-colored frill decoration fluttering layer by layer. A beautiful tiara made entirely of red gems without any other colors mixed in. Bright red hair covered by that tiara.

There is probably no one here right now who would not think of someone in the portrait that hung in the Arfia Palace for anyone to see, even though Calian deliberately avoided it but the nobles did not.

‘Freya...!’

I almost said that name out loud.

Because of the extremely bold prince who appeared with a face that looked exactly like my mother’s and wearing clothes that looked like a copy of the portrait painted on the day my mother entered the palace.

Things like Plantz’s accessories and Brisen’s status must have already been forgotten in the minds of the nobles. Evan was also dumbfounded.

The sound of footsteps that could not be ignored echoed throughout the hall.

The bright red, shiny cloak looks like Freya’s hair. Or, it may be like Freya’s fresh blood that flowed sometime long ago.

I moved my feet at an unusually slow pace like that.

He was making it known again whose son he was.

– As long as I remember my mother. We will never tolerate Brisen.

I got goosebumps because I felt like I was hearing unspoken words.

Calian, who walked slowly, did not look at Evan either. He only gave a light greeting to his fiancée Demirea when he passed by. After that, he stopped only when he got between Randel, who was sitting in his seat, and Planz, who was still standing.

At that time, I wondered if the two of them would naturally exchange a few words.

‘......!’

I felt a fierce and sharp energy.

Among the nobles, Evan was the only one who felt this and raised his head without realizing it.

– Boom!

Immediately, a loud, sharp sound rang out.

A sound that cuts through the silence. The sharp sound of something stronger than glass being shattered.

To be exact, the sound of a solid gem breaking into pieces.

So, something like an emerald.

At first glance, you can see Planz frowning. Calian, who was facing Plantz, turned his head. Calian lifted the tip of his thin finger from the emerald and then looked at Evan. He rounded his blood-red eyes, smiled a pretty smile, and opened his red mouth.

“...... this.”

– Tuk.

The shattered emerald golden feathers fell to the floor and scattered.

Calian gently grabbed the white cloak that was falling down as the decoration that fastened it was gone. A calm voice that did not match the laughter followed.

“I was going to take a quick look, but I ended up being very disrespectful to my brother.”

Because you’re doing something that doesn’t suit you at all.

Calian spoke while hiding a few words and took off the accessories attached to his jacket. The servant stopped him from coming and trying to help.

The sound of a brooch being clicked rang in Evan’s ears.

“Please do as much as you can. I will apologize separately later.”

Plantz, who seemed to be conscious of the watching eyes and did not stop it, did not say anything, and the nobles did not say anything. Evan was speechless when he saw the new brooch placed on Plantz’s cloak.

‘cat?’

A black cat that means nothing.

He gave her a black cat with ruby eyes that may have meant nothing other than that it looked a little like Calian himself, but now it has a greater meaning than anything else.

Kalian to Flanz.

In front of Evan.

“But fortunately... you look good on me, brother.”

I get goosebumps.