Reborn as the Enemy Prince - Chapter 131

Chapter 24. Cornerstone of Understanding (1)

– Palak

Today’s Euria was also the president of the Wizards’ Association and the boss of the Calian-only intelligence organization. Alan, who was flipping through the documents given by Euria, opened his mouth.

“This.”

And then he closed his mouth again.

Now, Alan was on his way to check the results of the investigation into the ‘black stone’ that Calian had requested from Euria.

‘They said to keep it and you will know when the time comes.’

Calian’s voice, conveying Sispanian’s words, came to mind for a moment. I don’t know if it’s true, but there was no information about the black stone anywhere in the ancient books. However, Euria had conveyed somewhat interesting information to Alan.

Alan said, sitting back on the sofa and concentrating his thoughts for a moment.

“Did you investigate on your own?”

“yes.”

Alan looked intently into Euria’s eyes. Euria, who was watching this, asked with a somewhat nervous expression.

“You look like you’re going to say that you should die now that you found out such a big secret.”

I wonder what kind of boring joke a person who teaches children is telling. Alan’s face, who was looking at Euria with this thought, hardened. It’s a face that isn’t a joke.

“How on earth do you look at me and say things like that?”

Euria, who was about to reply, “He is the one who burns people to death without blinking an eye,” closed his mouth gracefully. This is because he realized that among those around Calian who knew how to use force, Alan was the one who killed the fewest people.

“You are a very rational and compassionate archmage. I made a mistake.”

Alan, who was looking at Euria who changed her words like this, smiled and nodded. And while trying to pick up the apple in front of him, he stopped. Because I saw that the apple skin was green.

Alan, who took a sip of tea instead of the obvious apology, looked at Euria and said.

“Anyway, never mention this again.”

“For the prince.”

“To the prince too.”

Euria frowned slightly. This was because I was reluctant to follow the instructions not to tell Kalian as well.

“Count Manasil. I don’t really have a master-servant relationship with the prince, but this is something the prince asked me to look into.”

Like this Kirie.

Alan clicked his tongue.

No matter how much Calian told them to do, there is a reason for everything, so neither Kyrie nor Euryana listens kindly when they tell them to keep their mouths shut.

Wasn’t it Euria who looked up to Alan as if he were a living god? Now she often says she doesn’t like it.

“You can’t find out now. I’ll tell you on my own, so you can just shut your mouth.”

“…… yes.”

“Don’t touch this anymore. You might die.”

The name President of the Wizards Association was not in vain. Therefore, Euria had a clear advantage over Arsene in terms of military power. However, because I knew very well what state ‘they’ had put Kalian in, I answered obediently without saying another word this time.

“Yes, I will.”

The good news is that Euria listens better than Kirie.

Alan was shocked that he should consider this fortunate, so he unconsciously shook his head. Then he turned the document to the front and started reading from the first page again.

“It’s a new thing made by man…”

A low mutter, unsure of whether it was concern or fear, came out of Alan’s mouth.

* * *

Calian once had such a thought.

Not all elves are bad.

And this is what Lemain was thinking right now.

‘Why are all the elves like that?’

Unfortunately, Lemaine’s face remained cold as he had never experienced the presence of a good elf like Sia.

Aren’t these elves not only trying to take advantage of the 3rd Prince Kairis, who was in Rosellita, but they also didn’t even give a proper apology?

An elf delegation visited Lemaine to congratulate him on his birthday. Because of this, Lemain did not allow them to stay in the palace. The only message conveyed was, ‘If you really want to stay in the palace, apologize this time and come back next time.’ Of course, it was an after-the-fact notification that was not mentioned at all when Lemaine allowed the elves to visit Kairisis.

So, in a word, it can be said to be a big stick with the name, ‘Try to hit the back of the head that hit my son too.’

The elves were unable to protest against this right away. This is because Lemain had been postponing the meeting due to Calian’s disappearance and the explosion in the palace, and was now finally meeting them face to face.

“You can’t believe that something that would have ended well if you had informed the elder in advance has escalated like this. Those who caused the problem are now being punished according to our discipline.”

“Whether or not the elf who caused the problem was punished.”

Since that wasn’t the important part, Lemain answered in a cold voice.

“Should I even keep that in mind?”

In fact, if you have endured this much, you can say that you have endured a lot.

When I heard through Alan what Calian had not told me, I barely got back from wanting to immediately send the army and order them to burn down the forest.

“If there is any inconvenience, let your elder speak directly. Of course, there must be an apology and gratitude before that.”

“Apologies and thanks. What do you mean, apologize and be thankful?”

“Apologies for mocking the prince of a nation. Gratitude for the prince’s mercy that nevertheless saved them.”

As Lemain said this, his eyes shone coldly.

* * *

If I had sent an attendant in advance, this wouldn’t have happened.

It is only when you regret it later that you realize that it is already too late. Even though I knew it, the reason I had to think like this and reprimand myself was because I felt that if I didn’t do that, the feelings I had to hide would be exposed.

“This is Arsene Hertz, vice-captain of the Kyris Wizard Vulcan Corps. Greetings to the Crown Prince of Secretia.”

I stopped by Arpia, Lemain’s official palace, to meet Alan. However, after hearing that Alan was away due to an external schedule, I ran into him on my way out of Arpia Palace.

– Emperor Wang died in battle.

A slightly younger face and slightly longer hair.

Still confident, still polite, still cool-headed.

Chase put his hand to his chest for a moment. Then, with an effort to put on a quiet smile, he answered towards Arsene, who was standing in front of him.

– I thought I wanted to meet the king, but not like this. It’s a shame.

“This is how we meet.”

In response to Chase’s response, Arsene bowed his head once again. I felt it was different from the usual ‘nice to meet you’ greeting, but Knight Teilan stood behind Chase without saying another word.

– I hope you don’t complain too much.

How can I not feel resentful?

How can I fold it all up and accept it?

You shake like this even when you only remember the memories of things you never experienced.

Chase closed his eyes for a moment because his thoughts could not be erased. Then he looked at Arsene, who was still standing in front of him, and opened his mouth.

“… Vice Commander Hertz. I’ve heard his name a lot. He’s following Prince Calian.”

The eyes of Arsene, who looked like he didn’t know why that bastard, Crown Prince, is paying attention to the situation of another country, and Teilan, who looked like he was telling the secret that our lord knew about the three people, met for a moment.

Arsene, who exchanged eye contact with Taylan with unspoken emotions, opened his mouth.

“The Balkans follow Your Majesty.”

Arsene Hertz, Balkan’s vice-captain, simply replied that he would follow Lemain.

The fact that Arsene Hertz, who was good at using magic, never backed down from a fight, and enjoyed explosions, only listened to Calian’s words was not something worthy of being reported to the crown prince of a foreign country.

I don’t know if that was the answer, but Chase just nodded without saying a word.

Chase, who almost lost his composure for a moment because he ran into Arsene without preparation, opened his mouth again.

“I’m sorry about what happened with the Queen’s Palace.”

Arsene bowed his head for a moment. I felt like I’d heard that phrase hundreds of times by now. Although I was prepared, I had no idea that even the crown prince of another country would say something like this.

“Anyway, it was an old building, but there was no hesitation.”

Chase’s words were quite surprising to Arsene.

Arsene looked into Chase’s purple eyes.

The tone of the speech was too relaxed for someone who did not know the inside story.

“What could be more foolish than being caught up in the past and missing out on something more important?”

That’s why Arsene answered like this.

I thought about adding that buildings of that size are everywhere in Kairis, but stopped. Even though Arsene was not the kind of person who would fight a crown prince of another country.

“okay.”

Chase laughed softly.

Arsene proceeded without even knowing what the ‘more important thing’ Calian intended was. I laughed because I knew that.

The reason Chase asked this question was because Arsene was a wizard. Chase knew well how important the place where the Sispanian stayed was for a wizard. Therefore, I made sure to check whether Arsene destroyed such a palace without hesitation just because Calian wanted it. I wanted to know if Arsene had that level of trust.

And I learned that if Arsene was Calian, he did it because he believed he would have done it for something more important than that building.

Chase nodded quietly.

– I’m so sorry.

that day.

Arsene’s last words suddenly came to mind.

* * *

“Have you met the Marquis de Briesen?”

It was a question asked suddenly, but Plantz answered without even turning his head.

“yet.”

“yes.”

The conversation between Kalian and Planz was still like this. The conversation was short and there was little exchange.

After the day Silike raised his dagger, the princes’ breakfast disappeared completely. Still, since they were brothers who had always eaten together in silence until then, the lack of conversation was not that uncomfortable for Plantz.

There is only one thing that is inconvenient.

“Why do you keep coming?”

The only thing is that my younger brother sits in front of me every time I eat.

The first two days were like that. I knew he wasn’t the kind of guy who would come up to the 4th floor to eat because he was thinking about Planz, but I didn’t know the reason, so I just quietly moved on.

So, for two days, we ate without saying anything.

And yet they keep coming. Just like when I didn’t leave Plants’ room after that day.

“Isn’t it nice to have someone to talk to?”

“Barking again.”

Plantz let out an irritated voice at that shameless answer that didn’t contain any hint of sincerity. Calian, who was forgetting a banana as if he wasn’t full even after eating so much bread, meat, and salad, waved what he was holding in his hand and said.

“Have you already eaten everything? You haven’t even touched the fruit.”

“Don’t meddle, just answer.”

“I’ll teach you the sword.”

Calian answered with a smile. He didn’t care if that could actually be the answer to why he kept coming, and kept talking as if it was no big deal.

“You’re tall, but you’re weaker than I thought. You need to eat well and grow up enough to learn swordsmanship. That’s why I keep coming.”

…… no. It kept barking.

I don’t like that attitude, as if they never gave me a choice in the first place, but it doesn’t mean I don’t like learning the sword. On the contrary, they are acting confidently because they know they will welcome it.

“get out.”

“yes.”

Only at times like this do I listen carefully and end up getting irritated.