Reborn as the Enemy Prince

Chapter 31. Not yet (1)

I have received it many times, but I don’t remember giving it to you.

It seemed like something I had prepared for Chase and Verne and Chase’s two mothers, but it happened when I was too young to remember it exactly.

It refers to a birthday present.

Since I grew a little taller, I have never prepared anything myself.

It was difficult to find enough time to prepare a gift to commemorate a special day. Since royal ‘gifts’ always carry an excessive meaning beyond just congratulations, I was so concerned about the attention of those around me that I couldn’t even personally take care of something for Chase.

Of course, after becoming Kalian, the reasons were different, but it was the same that I couldn’t bring gifts.

Bern’s birthday, which was born on a unique day not even marked on the calendar that is difficult to keep track of in Kairis, was forgotten and passed by without even being conscious of it. In fact, even if I could recognize it, there was no longer any reason to take care of it.

I knew that Alan’s birthday had been a while ago thanks to what Jan told me yesterday, but I pretended not to know because I said birthdays are not celebrated after the fact. Alan’s birthday, which is sure to live long and live well, is something we can celebrate starting next year.

“I’d like that guy over there.”

However, I couldn’t miss the birthday of our Hina, who would be heartbroken at the mere sound of a sneeze and would be moved by even a single teardrop from a yawn.

As a result, it was naturally Calian who was having a hard time getting an unfamiliar birthday present, and it was Melfir, the lord of the Fallun Merchant Merchants, who was having unexpected trouble. This is because at Calian’s sudden request, he had to bring as many as twenty horses to the palace and show them in front of Calian.

Anyway, Melfir looked happy when he saw the horse Calian had chosen among the top horses owned by the Fallun Merchant Marine. This was because I was worried that Kalian might not have something to say that he liked.

“It may not be as good as the prince’s horse, but it is still a horse with good pedigree. It is not overly large and has a gentle personality, so I think it will suit Lord Bern very well.”

Melfir said this as he looked at Calian, who had put a lot of effort into choosing a horse. It wasn’t just lip service, it was something I said sincerely.

In fact, I wonder if any horse on this continent is as smart as Raven. Yan and Kirie’s horses are obviously of the same bloodline as Raven, but aren’t they clearly different?

“Yes. It looks great without any flaws.”

Therefore, Calian answered with a quite satisfied expression and expressed his gratitude for the sudden hardship.

“You must be very busy with the ruby deal with Secretia, so thank you for coming here in person, Baron Fallun.”

Despite the royal family’s words of gratitude, Melphy was not overly embarrassed and bowed his head. It was because I knew that he was the type of person who always gave honest greetings without authority.

“It’s not difficult. If you need anything, please call me anytime.”

Calian nodded at those words, and Yan, who had been standing behind listening to their conversation, took a step forward. It was to pay for the horse Kalian chose.

However, Melfir bowed his head a little more towards Calian and opened his mouth in a quiet voice.

“Prince.”

Then he closed his mouth again without saying anything.

Calian, knowing that he had something else to say, pulled Jan back again with a wink and asked with a small smile on his face.

“I think you’re trying to ask me to pay for something else.”

I brought this up because it seemed like he wanted to be paid for those words in something other than money. Melfir, who knows very well how much Calian hates ‘requests’, must have a reason for behaving like that, so Calian decided to listen to Melfir’s story first.

Melfir spoke with a grin as Calian guessed exactly what he was thinking.

“This is Lennon Brissen, Prince.”

Lennon Brissen is trapped in the basement of Evan Brissen’s mansion.

Isn’t he the one who monopolized the commercial area near the fiefdoms of not only Kairisis but also the nobles related to Brisen and wielded it as he pleased? He was even the person who procured all the poisons used by Silike, including the poisoned tea that Calian drank.

Calian, who understood that he was asking to exchange something about Mal and Lennon Brissen, spoke in a low voice.

“I think I need a little more detailed explanation.”

As that unpleasant name came to mind, the smile on Calian’s face darkened.

* * *

I thought it was the color of dry grass or light milk tea.

– I think this is my first time seeing a platinum horse.

But since Hina said it was platinum colored, from now on that horse is platinum colored. In the end, they are all similar colors, but they are always platinum. Even if the world were to end tomorrow, those words would be platinum-colored.

“You choose the name. It’s your word.”

Calian, who had given me a platinum-colored horse as a birthday present, said this with a happy face. Of course, the first thing I said was happy birthday. Somehow, I did it before Kirie.

From the results, Kalian paid the full price for the horse he gifted to Hina. This does not mean that he replaced money with something else, but that he carefully took out the gold coins from the safe and handed them to Melfir. It was because I had no desire to make a deal with the gift I was giving to Hina.

And Calian decided to think about Melfir’s request for Lennon again a little later. First of all, celebrating Hina’s birthday was important, and there were other things to take care of first.

– What do you mean?

It was a horse with a platinum-colored entire body and a very light platinum-colored tail and mane. Hina, who was looking at the mysteriously colored horse that seemed to sparkle under the warm midday sunlight, opened her eyes and asked this.

During the Rosellita period, Hina also rode a horse, so it’s not like she didn’t know how to ride a horse.

– This is not a horse provided by the royal family, but a horse given by the prince?

Since each Balkan wizard was naturally provided with a horse, Hina was also scheduled to receive a horse from the royal family. It was a question that was asked after realizing that Calian had canceled it and made the arrangements himself.

“That’s right.”

Hina, who saw Calian nodding with an expression similar to that of Alan with Veronica in front of him, looked at Kyrie who was standing behind Calian for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

Because of his personality, he wanted to refuse, saying he would ride the same horse as other wizards, but it was because Kirie had told him in advance that he should just accept Calian’s gift. Because Kyrie understood best why Kalian cared for Hina.

– Thank you, kind prince.

Calian smiled brightly at these words. Isn’t a gift inherently more enjoyable for the giver than for the receiver? Moreover, they say they are thankful for our Hina, who shines the brightest in the world.

Of course I can’t help but be happy.

* * *

I asked Jan to fit the harness for Hina.

Kirie headed to the training ground with the sword she had retrieved for the first time in a long time. It’s back to everyday life.

The same was true for Calian.

After checking on the well-being of Arsene, who still had a bandage wrapped around his shoulder due to injuries not only to his muscles but also to his bones and cartilage, he looked at the hem of his black robe proudly displayed as if it were on display and, with a disgusted look on his face, told him to burn it immediately.

He then stopped by Alan’s office and told him that he needed information about the Crown Prince of Tensil. It was a preparatory step to undo the seal of the oath on Randel’s heart.

Afterwards, after returning to Chermil Palace, he placed several stacks of papers on the table and frowned.

Text carved into a black pebble. Text written on paper that Euria and Arsene found. And papers with letters copied from the axis of time. I was looking at them one after another and pondering a mystery that had not been solved for several days.

Additionally, when I tried to think about Lennon Briesen, my mind was so complicated that I couldn’t help but feel impatient.

“I can still smell blood from my brother.”

A low voice, similar to always, came out to Calian.

Calian slightly laughed after hearing those words.

While he was sitting on the sofa with nothing to do and petting a cat, the smart pea he dragged down said something like this as if he wasn’t interested in solving the riddle he was asking for help with.

“Is that so.”

The strawberries were said to be okay to serve because they were not as reluctant as the old Kalyan. Kalian continued speaking after pushing the baked biscuit topped with thinly sliced strawberries toward the front of the planz.

“My brother is so sensitive.”

Calian, who spoke jokingly, chuckled. Even though I said this, I was actually a little surprised.

The smell of blood that only knights could smell was different from what ordinary people could smell with their noses. It is felt by expanding the sense of detecting the energy of blood itself.

I didn’t particularly intend to hide it, but it wasn’t particularly worth revealing first, but Plantz was asking about it now. About the energy flowing from the two pebbles brought out by Calian, which no knight in Chermil Palace noticed.

“I brought you here to help you use your brain, but what should I do if you can smell it?”

“I didn’t ask you to bark.”

Plantz, who had learned exactly what Calian had said a moment ago and returned it, narrowed his eyes. What I meant was to stop talking and explain.

“I took out a pebble that the wolves of the Great Desert were carrying that day. It will take a few more days before it disappears, but if it’s inconvenient, just go up there.”

At those words, Plantz narrowed his eyes once again. It seemed like I understood well what it meant to ‘take out’ the stone from them.

“it’s okay.”

After saying this, he took a sip of black tea brewed with dried pears.

Because it was quite an unexpected reaction, Calian made a curious face. Speaking of sensitiveness, isn’t he the most green guy in Kairis? Should I say it’s admirable that he would put up with this smell while not eating a steak with blood oozing out of it?

Or should I feel sorry?

“yes.”

After giving a short answer with many meanings mixed in, Kalian turned his head back to the paper. Then he opened his mouth in a passing tone.

“The power of that red light. It is used to burn life. It is said that the color becomes darker as time passes. They say that they do not know how to use a stone that has turned completely black.”

Plantz’s hand, which was putting down the teacup, paused for a moment.

Smart Planz would have been able to understand well who Calian was relaying the information he obtained and how. Aren’t you a warrior of the great desert? There was no way Plantz didn’t know that simply sitting in front of him and glaring at him wouldn’t give him information.

So, on the day Calian rescued Arsene, he must have realized what caused the incomparable smell of blood.

“…… okay.”

Plantz only said this, lifted the tea cup he had put down, and drank tea once again.

Since he asked me to tell him, it was Plantz’s job to accept it well, no matter how much it weighed. If you’ve started to wonder, now it’s time to learn about what follows that curiosity.

Calian, who had been silently shuffling through a stack of papers, opened his mouth as if something suddenly occurred to him.

“I think you need to act like Jeon Seo-gu one more time.”

It was impossible for Calian to continue to set foot in the territory of the Knights Karen. So I had no choice but to go through Plants.

“Why again?”

In response to the question that did not bother to hide his annoyance, Calian tapped the paper in front of him and said,

“I was wondering if you could remember since there is only a partial axis of time. I thought it would be helpful if you could.”

The story was that they wanted to ask Chase if he could remember all the letters engraved on the axis of time in his memory.

After hearing those words, Plantz let out a short sigh. Then, I slowly straightened my back while leaning on the back of the chair.

Plantz, who had been staring at Calian for a while, briefly opened his mouth.

“…… “You

.”

He called out someone who might have been Calian or Bern or both.

“Where does this belief come from that everyone can be as crazy as you?”

Calian didn’t ask what that meant. . He was just looking at Plantz with calm eyes. This

probably meant that he should continue talking, so Plantz opened his mouth once again.

“Crown Prince of Secretia. He’s younger than you.”

Chase will always be Vern’s older brother, but he’s actually younger than Vern. So he can be unstable. Someone who definitely won’t be okay because of the memories he gained without knowing anything. He’s still too young to be as crazy as Calian

. Plantz
was getting angry as he

said this to Chase, asking him to reveal his memories of the axis of time, the beginning of everything .