Reborn as the Enemy Prince

Chapter 39. I endured a lot (4)

A sudden, unforeseen event.

Bern’s life was like that, and Bern’s death was like that. That was how life began as a Kalyan, and even now, everything comes suddenly and without warning.

In fact, it might be different for anyone else in the world, but Kalian was confident. I was suddenly invited to an unexpected life that could not be compared to anyone else, and everything about my life was sudden.

So wouldn’t it be okay to suddenly call someone out once in a while? Even if you dare to find it on your own at least once, wouldn’t you come and pretend you can’t win? That’s what I thought. It was a vague and unfounded belief in the thoughtful Sispanian.

But this time too, it was Kalian who laughed at the sudden result.

“It’s always up to me to be surprised.”

When the common door opened and Kalian saw an unfamiliar shadow inside the now completely familiar interior, he said this without realizing it.

There was no answer back.

Since he was waiting for an answer and didn’t say anything, Calian first bowed his head to show respect.

“I meet the most great Sispanian.”

It was aimed at a black cat sitting gracefully on the axis of time that no one can still approach.

Perhaps because I had already experienced a similar experience once, although it looked different, the feeling of greeting a cat without any sense of life was not that unfamiliar to me.

The cat, whose entire body seemed to be sparkling with black light, looked at Calian with its red eyes that seemed to have been carved from the most beautiful rubies in the land. Calian’s mouth drew a long line as he looked into those eyes.

‘It’s a cat.’

I knew the meaning of the black butterfly, but this time, why is it a cat?

I couldn’t figure out why.

Therefore, Calian stood still for a moment, looking at the haughty black cat, whose color, behavior, and mood were completely different from Lucy, who would come closer and crouch at people’s feet whenever she saw a person.

I couldn’t estimate it.

The black butterfly meant death, but the black cat meant nothing.

I knew that Alan often referred to Calian as a black cat with red eyes. However, it was just a nickname given by Alan when he recognized Calian with his hidden claws, and it had no other significant meaning.

“I was wondering if this would also be welcomed.”

Sispanian, who seemed to understand Calian’s intentions, gave a quiet answer. It was a sound that was difficult to tell from which direction it was coming from.

“I’m not sure what the black cat means.”

Calian asked again, wondering if there was another meaning that could only be conveyed to Kairis.

The cat blinked its big eyes once slowly.

An answer was once again heard from an unknown direction.

“As you know.”

Calian slowly blinked his red eyes, following the cat.

As we know, the black cat had no particular meaning. So, I was wondering whether I would welcome the sight of a meaningless black cat the same way I did the day I saw the black butterfly.

“…… ah.”

Calian, who needed a moment to interpret it, looked for someone without saying a word.

……First King Hatsuara.

Of course, I came first.

I came here first because I had something to ask, but I am regretting meeting you.

I can understand everything my brother says, but I can’t get used to Sispanian’s rambling speaking style.

So, Hatsuara.

Is it true that you had a conversation while fully understanding what that person was saying? Did you two have a proper conversation before that?

If you can stop by, please give me an honest answer. I feel like I’m going through a bit of a similar struggle as you. Because of the short speech gene that seems to be more powerful than blessings.

“I came here, so how could I not be happy?”

Of course, I couldn’t express my long complaint against Hatsuara in words, so a very normal answer came out of my mouth.

Could it be that the ancient dragon misses someone who can welcome him no matter what he looks like? Isn’t it because there is no one person who would welcome me no matter what I look like, so I come to you in this strange appearance and ask questions that are difficult to understand? This thought that suddenly occurred to me was also put aside.

If Calian’s thoughts were correct, he thought it would be too harsh.

The one who curses forgetfulness has found the one who is cursing not being forgotten.

“furthermore.”

Soon, Calian added one word, organizing the thoughts that were not going away and pushing them away.

“No matter what form you take, your essence is the same. To me, which form is different?”

Whether it is a black butterfly, a black cat, a black dragon that we have not seen yet, or the image of a woman that we have always seen. It’s all Sispanian, but I can’t tell whether it’s meaningful or not and whether it’s welcome or not…

Ah.

I finally understood.

Calian, who finally understood Sispanian’s meaning thanks to the thoughts that bloomed again, slightly lowered his head.

“thank you.”

Sispanian.

A truly thoughtful Sispanian.

I think you heard the voice of someone losing what was inside them again today.

He said that to let us know that it doesn’t matter how you look on the outside or the meaning that leaves behind people’s lips for a long time, but it’s just what’s on the inside that matters. You came looking like that for that purpose.

You came looking meaningless.

“You always teach me.”

The cat’s red eyes moved slowly again. Calian, who felt that it was like a smile, smiled back.

“You seem to have a lot on your mind today as well.”

“It is a path that I have come to at the end of my thoughts, so I have no choice but to continue on.”

“okay.”

The cat blamed it and landed on the floor with a light movement.

I thought that the tips of the paws coming together resembled Lucy’s movement, so I looked down for a moment, and the black cat with its hind paws touching the ground was immediately surrounded by a cloud of light.

Just like the black butterfly once did, this time a small universe gathered around the black cat with red eyes. Before long, the cat’s shadow grew longer, creating a familiar appearance.

As I was watching the round tip of the cat’s paw change into the tip of a thin shoe, I suddenly heard a voice right next to me. Compared to the first time we met, the second time we met, the voice and tone felt a little friendlier today than the second time we met.

Strangely enough, it was the kind of thing that reminded me of Chase.

“Please stop thinking of being forgotten as too sad. It’s sad not to be able to forget, but if you consider being forgotten as sad, it’s hard to fully understand what’s more sad. Why don’t you just consider it a little unfair?”

The red eyes that said those words looked just like Calian’s and looked just as sad, so Calian could not say anything and only gave a short answer.

“yes.”

It was because I couldn’t say I was sad when Goryong, who was still trying to understand himself, said that he was sad because he missed it. It was because I couldn’t come up with any words of comfort while looking into those red eyes that clearly still missed the person who had left.

“I will.”

I was comforted by that human aspect that showed me that I was not alone in this sad world. Although he didn’t mean to do it, Calian found it comforting. Although this was not the path I sought for comfort, I found comfort this time.

Finally, laughter comes out.

“Talk to me. I will listen.”

Sispanian, who had looked directly into Calian’s mind the previous two times and answered what he didn’t say, was this time asking Calian to speak first.

Calian nodded slightly and asked a question.

Sispanian heard that question and let out a small laugh.

“How strange.”

After a while, Sispanian opened his mouth like this, and his eyes turned to Calian.

“You look like him.”

Instead of answering, Sispanian first conveyed these sentiments to Calian, who actually had no relationship with Hatsuara.

He said he resembles Hatsuara.

“What is it similar to?”

Calian, who was embarrassed to hear that I resembled the founder of the next country instead of an ancestor whose name I didn’t know, asked an unexpected question about what that meant and whether it was a compliment or not.

“It’s as if there is no reason.”

It wasn’t a compliment.

* * *

I had no intention of finding out about Kalian’s every move.

– They say they are talking with the 1st Prince at Chermil Palace.

But Reric said this.

It seemed like he had relayed the message out of concern that Calian and Randel’s presence together might harm Plantz, but Plantz was not at all curious.

– sorry. Prince Calian came to Heysia and was late as he had to stay for a while.

Moreover, after drinking another drink, I heard this story.

It was through Needlen, who had decided to help the two vice-corps commanders with their work starting tomorrow.

Since Calian probably wasn’t visiting secretly anyway, Needlen’s remarks were not something to be taken lightly. The problem was that I wasn’t curious, but the person who said it wasn’t at fault.

okay.

I definitely wasn’t curious.

My crazy younger brother, who didn’t know what he was thinking, came up with a grand plan to stab Serenti in the back, met Randel, and went to Heysia Palace.

“…… under.”

How on earth could you not be curious after hearing that?

This time, they are trying to meet Sispanian to cause some kind of accident again.

After thinking that far, Planz let out a short sigh, turned the last page of the document he was looking at, and put it down.

– Grumbling,

Plantz stood up, pushing the chair away with a light sound. Arsene, who had been setting aside work to hand over to her starting tomorrow after sending Needlen out, raised his head and asked.

“Where are you going, Vice Commander Prince?”

“There’s nothing to do.”

At those words, Arsene looked out the window.

The sun hasn’t even set yet.

I’ve done my job, so I’m going.

Wizard, you either work overtime or not.

Arsene tried to shake off the feeling that these words were being heard, and quickly opened his mouth.

“I am asking where the vice commander, the prince, is going.”

Plantz, who would normally have answered the question on his own, turned his head and looked at Arsene.

Plantz’s mouth opened as he looked down at Arsene with the same eyes he would give to a living being that he did not want to give more meaning to than just breathing in the same space.

“To get my little brother.”

After covering Arsene’s mouth with words he would never hear in his life, Planz walked out of the office at a leisurely pace.

* * *

The rain has stopped.

It’s amazing.

I wonder if Sispanians also hate rain, so they try to stop the rain every time they come here. After thinking about such worthless thoughts for a moment, Calian chuckled and came out from the basement of Heysia Palace.

There was one that looked like dried, unripe tomatoes.

It’s obvious why you came. Therefore, Calian, who was silently staring at the top of the head, which still looked green and fresh, quietly opened his mouth.

“No accidents happen.”

Plantz, who heard the words without even bothering to hide his tone of being annoyed, looked at Calian blankly without another answer. He’s a guy who can’t lie, so he either really didn’t intend to cause an accident, or he didn’t think it was an ‘accident’. Isn’t it one of the two?

“What.”

“If you know, you’re going to disturb me again.”

“My brother is doing things he can’t handle.”

He doesn’t say anything. If you endure it, it will be obvious what he will say.

Unless you untie the chain on your heart, how can you beat that green guy in an argument?

Therefore, Calian opened his mouth with a short sigh.

“Isn’t what the King of Secretia wants a healer? I am also calling him in the name of calling a healer, but what he wants anyway is to cure the disease.”

Looking at the long limbs, Plantz thought that he was definitely planning on causing an accident, so his face hardened. It was obvious what was revealed in that expression, so Calian continued speaking without stopping.

“Anyway, I think I need to have at least one advantage to prevent King Secretia from doing anything else even if he tempts the elves. So I went to see Sispanian. I want him to tell me where the ‘mother tree’ of the elves is.”

Then Sispanian laughed.

Kalian, who said this, laughed brightly.

“What are you going to do when you go there?”

“I am using what I learned from the King of Secretia. Negotiations have passed, so the next step is.”

Then Sispanian started cursing me.

Calian added once more, this time smiling brightly.

The corners of Planz’s eyes narrowed.

I knew full well that he would be so excited to finally get the answer he wanted from Sispanian to find out where the mother tree of the elves was.

“What are you planning to do when you visit the guardian spirit of the elves?”

Kalian, who was properly carrying out his role as the ‘crazy younger brother’ in the crazy sibling relationship, turned towards Plants, who was looking at him with distrustful eyes and asking, and calmly answered.

If negotiation is not possible, then go next.

“Wood generally burns easily.”

Planz closed his eyes for a moment and opened them.

I immediately knew what Calian was thinking.

The crazy guy is planning to use that blue wizard again.

If negotiation doesn’t seem possible, then.

Threat.

It must have been an attempt to threaten the elves.

It was clear that he had planned to use the Mother Tree as a hostage to send well-packaged Lucy poop to the King of Secretia.

“iced coffee.”

Plantz, who had figured out Calian’s plan, grinned and made a sound of understanding. Unbelievably, it meant that he had no intention of stopping this time.

The rainy sky burned red.

Planz glanced at it and opened his mouth as he looked into Calian’s equally red eyes.

“It’ll be a good ride.”

LeMaine, who has crazy, unruly sons, either hold back or not.