Reborn as the Enemy Prince - Chapter 412

Chapter 73. Wait a minute, Brother (5)

The diluted medicine poured into the palm of your hand seeps into the wound.

The red eyes that sat quietly watching my hands did not show the slightest frown. Veronica, who saw that, frowned and spoke on Calian’s behalf.

“This is medicine for pain.”

Since it has the power of blessing, I was wondering if I could use any medicine and not get sick, but the answer was that it didn’t matter. If it’s a serious wound, it’s better to leave it alone, but Kalian said that no matter what you apply to a wound like this, it’s okay. As if he knew what Veronica was worried about.

So I was just bringing the strongest medicine.

I was afraid that since I was a sword master, I wouldn’t be able to take some medicine. There was also a reason that they thought it would be a good idea to help Calian get better as quickly as possible, knowing that he was a person who had the ability to suddenly get hurt anywhere at any time.

“That’s right. It hurts more than the medicine Demirea brought.”

“Does it hurt?”

“It hurts. They say it’s a pain medicine.”

“I wouldn’t know it hurts just by looking at the prince’s face. It would hurt if I just sprinkled water on it.”

Among the people I’ve treated so far, there was one Balkan knight who I thought was really harsh, and even Eila frowned. It’s not enough to just sit calmly and look at my open wound, but there’s no reaction at all to the strong medicine seeping into it.

“My grandfather said the prince was terrible, and that’s true.”

“When did Master say I was terrible?”

“Yes. A lot.”

“Are you saying it was a lot when you only said it four times?”

Alan, who had been watching quietly from the side, intervened.

Then Veronica responded without giving up.

“Four times is a lot.”

“Four times is a small number.”

“No. It’s a lot. My grandfather said that His Majesty the King is frustrating less than ten times. Considering that he only said that about His Majesty less than ten times, four times is a lot.”

“Well, don’t go and say that. That’s the day we all have to pack our bags and run away to the southern country.”

“Why don’t you go somewhere and say something like that in front of someone?”

“Well… Veronica. I am the third son of His Majesty the King.”

“It’s okay because the prince is your grandfather’s son.”

While Calian made an awkward face at the words of his niece, who was one year younger than him, as if it were obvious, the medicine from before was once again poured onto the wound.

This time it’s the other hand. Since I held Planz’s knife with both hands, I got a good cut on both hands.

The same reaction follows without fail.

The awkward expression on his face does not change at all. Not a single finger moved. It was a medicine that caused a burning sensation even when it touched healthy skin, so it must have felt like the inside of the wound was burning.

“I heard you’re sick.”

“Yes. It hurts.”

“When people get sick, they get sick.”

“Leave it alone. It hasn’t been long since you started saying that you’re in pain.”

Calian laughed brightly at Veronica’s harsh words, pretending to stop her. There was no way I didn’t know how much worry there was in the complaints.

“It’s not natural for anyone to feel pain when they’re sick, Veronica.”

Kalian gave this answer. Then I looked down at my right palm, which was painful as if a living fireball had been shoved under my skin.

I saw something other than the new wound. I saw scars that were created when a dull blade forcibly dug into the sword, which would not have resulted in a scar if it had been a well-forged sword.

“There are some people for whom it is natural not to be in pain even when they are in pain.”

Just as there are people who live and breathe and yet find it the most difficult in the world to breathe.

“Just because it’s obvious doesn’t mean it’s okay.”

Soon a soft red ointment was applied.

The wound was deeper than I thought, but I decided to believe in the power of blessings. So instead of sewing it up, I just applied ointment. This is because I didn’t want to force a needle into the hand of someone who didn’t know it was painful, even though it was obvious that the anesthetic wouldn’t work.

“I’m not saying this because I want people to understand that there are people who don’t take it for granted. I’m saying this because I want people who don’t take it for granted to feel better.”

Calian smiled slightly and opened his mouth.

Instead of saying that he didn’t ask for understanding and just complained for a moment, he gave a different answer.

“It’s going to be okay. It has to be okay. Because I live to be okay.”

“If you’re thinking about being okay, start by learning how to not be okay.”

Veronica pointed to Calian’s wound with her finger.

“It’s okay to not be okay with things like this. Don’t just say it hurts.”

“Okay. I’ll learn.”

Calian nodded.

You have to learn it yourself to be able to teach it.

* * *

The sunset is setting.

The sun has already set and the red glow of the sunset shines through the window at the end of the hallway. A small bird landed on a tree branch and then walked down the hallway, looking down at the shadow flying somewhere. He was holding one bandage in each hand that he got from Veronica.

Kalian, who was only given a bandage to cover his wound, came out of the Wilhelm Pavilion building. And then he waved his hand at the friendly face that was waiting for him.

“yarn.”

Jan had come to the Wilhelm Pavilion after hearing Calian’s request delivered through the bracelet.

Jan approached Kalyan and looked at Calian’s face. And when he realized that what was in Calian’s hand was not a very pleasant object, he looked at it, became thoughtful, and opened his mouth.

“Prince! Why are your hands like this again?”

I was so worried that the sound of the knights’ training stopped for a moment and then started again.

“Reric didn’t go anywhere and kept chasing me around. It was hard for me to leave the person who wanted to come here with me. What happened to you, Plantz? Did the prince get hurt too? Why are you carrying around like that without even putting a bandage on? What’s going on? Because of this, the prince’s hands ended up like this again?”

“Just. Something happened at Senyu House.”

“No”

What kind of bastard are you again?

Calian, who sensed that it was his turn to say harsh words again, quickly cut off Yan’s words. As the days go by, more and more of my servants become Shiroians in the palace, and I can’t even scold them because I know that it’s all me who made them like this.

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I wonder where it is possible to get angry and not cry. Wasn’t this the baby elephant that cried out for Chermil Palace to leave on the day the palm was first bruised?

Calian chuckled as he thought about that time and opened his mouth.

“Rather than that, I think you should be more worried about whether your eyes will never come back, rather than my hands, Jan.”

What do you do if you make an angry face?

The swollen eyes are still the same.

“What if my baby elephant, which used to be round, must now continue to have a face like puffy barley bread?”

“What should I do? This happened because of the prince, so the prince should continue to feel sorry and take me with him.”

“I will live with you.”

Calian’s words paused for a moment.

The back of Calian’s hand, which quickly turned cool, briefly covered Yan’s eyes. It was because of what I was holding in my hand, but also because of the wound on my palm, I couldn’t cover it with my palm.

“I like it better when it’s round, so go ahead and apply a compress like this. It’s nothing to worry about, so don’t worry.”

“…… Really.”

“really.”

“I understand.”

Jan nodded.

“I brought the things you mentioned.”

Jan’s voice continued, becoming much softer. With that, Jan held out the small pouch he was holding in his hand. Calian lowered one hand to receive it and gently put it in his vest pocket, then covered Yan’s eyes again.

“Are you going out again?”

“I don’t know yet. I’ll tell you when I get out.”

“Of course.”

“please.”

“all right.”

“Have you met Lord Castrin?”

“Yes. I met him.”

“You said you could come?”

“Yes. But Lady Lin of Secretia decided to meet Lord Siren outside the palace this evening. So.”

“… It’s going to be late. A lot.”

“Yes. I told you that I might be late because I had to escort you. I asked you to ask if it was okay though.”

“It’s okay. Just wait.”

It will come before dawn.

As long as Arianne doesn’t drink alcohol all night long after meeting Euria.

“…… i envy you.”

“yes?”

“No. No. Say nothing.”

Yan’s words were heard again by Kalian, who was trying to suppress the urge to stay in between them and drink a lot of alcohol all night long, remembering his own drinking capacity.

“Anyway, I’ll tell you that you’re waiting. But you’re not planning on sparring with those hands, are you?”

“Uh, no.”

“Prince, if you lie, everything will show.”

“Just a little. Just enough to keep the wound from getting worse. It hurts anyway so I can’t hold the sword for a long time.”

“Really.”

“really.”

“yes.”

“okay.”

“You’re deceiving me.”

“If you fooled me, don’t worry, just tell Lord Castrin. Go and refresh your eyes. Understood?”

“Yes. Don’t worry, you’ll be resting well on your own.”

Jan, who knew that he was telling me to rest and not hang around worrying about Kalyan under the pretext of using eye compresses, answered like this.

“A true prince.”

Then, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he took something out. It was a smaller pouch than the one delivered a moment ago.

Yan, blindfolded by Kalian’s hand, opened the pouch and took out the contents in his palm. Then he raised his hand to Calian’s eye level and said.

“This is what was in the box next to Raven’s necklace.”

“where?”

“It’s the prince’s jewelry display case. It’s where the cuffs made of black diamonds and rubies that the prince liked were kept. But didn’t the prince wear different cuffs today? The original cuffs are gone and there are new ones in there, so Merlin is now in the storage room for the prince’s valuables. “I went to look for it. I was wondering if he had left the cuffs there and replaced them with new ones.”

“…… ah.”

While listening to Yan’s words and seeing what was placed in Yan’s hand, Kalian made a strange sound. Yan asked, frowning.

“Did you lose your cuffs?”

“No, I didn’t lose it.”

“Then is it true that you changed it?”

“I didn’t leave it in the warehouse. I gave it to my brother.”

“Why that? You really liked it.”

“no.”

Calian stopped speaking and his gaze lowered again.

I let out a small laugh as I looked at what was presented before my eyes.

It was framed with small diamonds and decorated with mother-of-pearl inside. We carved it by attaching several layers of high-quality mother-of-pearl that shines in rainbow colors and placed a large, transparent diamond in the center. It was a cuff made with very elaborate workmanship.

I can assure you.

“Ah… I’m going crazy.”

That must be the most expensive cuff Pea has ever owned.

They didn’t take it arbitrarily, but changed it as they pleased.

I left what was mine and took what was mine. Because I’m a person who has no taste for taking things from other people’s hands. It seems like the scope of the word change was arbitrarily expanded, but in any case, it was not taken away, but exchanged.

“I like it better this way. I changed it.”

Calian, who quickly cleared up Jan’s misunderstanding, told him to go to Chermil Palace before going to Rubia’s pavilion so that Merlin would not have to go through any more trouble. After that, he took his hand away from Jan’s eyes and accepted the new cuffs.

“The steaming is over.”

It meant go now.

– Sweet.

After breaking up with Jan.

Kalian entered Alan’s empty office with Veronica and opened the pouch that Jan had given him.

It contained all-black clothes and a black robe. I couldn’t walk around without proper clothes, both inside the Wilhelm Pavilion and when I went out.

Calian, who had changed into new clothes, held up a bandage. And only then did I wrap it in my hand. I don’t know, but the workmanship is definitely much better than what Veronica did.

– Are you really willing to go that far?

Alan, who had noticed Calian in his office like a ghost, sent these words.

– yes. That’s what I’m going to do.

Alan didn’t answer right away.

Could it be that you are clicking your tongue? Calian laughed for a moment at that thought and continued.

– We can’t keep it like that.

– I told you that it would be best not to come forward, but you still refuse to listen to me.

– I’m at an age where I don’t really listen to what my father says.

Kalian is a grown man, but he is a teenager.

– He’s really proud of that.

– I guess I’m worried. I have to look into it.

After deftly putting on new cuffs with his bandaged hands, Kalian put his original clothes back in his pockets and jumped out the window. That was because he was wearing a black robe and a hat pulled down tightly. Isn’t it obvious that if you act like this and get caught by the Vulcan guys, you’ll be hit with everything, whether it’s swords, flaming arrows, or water baptism?

– Even if it hurts and hurts, you probably need medicine. I guess that’s what I think.

– ……You can figure it out. You are at the newly built Wilhelm Pavilion.

The site of the old Heisia Palace.

As the sun was starting to set, all the builders would have gone out of the palace, so the place would have been as quiet as night.

– yes. Master.

Calian, who was already moving towards that place, nodded. And after finishing the conversation with Alan, I increased my speed.

* * *

A place you know.

A place where familiar buildings and familiar people stayed.

A place where familiar flowers bloomed and were filled with familiar scents.

But now, all I can see are unknown trees and unknown plants.

A person who had come to a place that seemed unfamiliar to me without realizing it moved quietly. It wasn’t dark yet, but because of the silence, I walked in silence through a place that seemed darker than midnight. Passing unknown trees, passing unknown grass, and avoiding the Cispanian cavity.

– Bruises.

How much did it take to do that?

The feet that seemed to move endlessly stopped. I looked forward, to the side, and down to the floor, but my gaze, which had never stayed in one place, also stopped. Those eyes quietly lowered. It stayed on the small, white thing that almost got stepped on.

– ……Sarak.

I bowed my back.

The red cloak he had been wearing, forgetting about the discomfort, touched the floor. But I didn’t care. In fact, it would be correct to say that I was not conscious of it. Because I covered my back with it all day.

In any case, without even forgetting that the cloak touched the dirt floor, the person bent down at the waist and then bent down to the knees, his hands moved. I stretched out my hand towards the small white thing that stopped me.

“Is it blooming here too? I saw Eila looking at it from behind the Wilhelm Pavilion.”

As I was reaching out to see what I knew in a place full of unknowns, I heard a voice I knew.

“……Sound of feet.”

Words that are neither an answer nor an explanation.

Those words were directed at Kalian, who had just come and talked to me.

What if I still keep my mouth shut? Contrary to his confident words that he would give Alan medicine and come back, Calian, who was worried inside, raised the corner of his mouth.

“I was in such a hurry that I forgot to make the sound of my feet.”

“why.”

“Because I’m worried.”

“who.”

“Is there anyone else I should worry about?”

Kalian, who answered like this, stood a little away from the peas that were squatting in a very mismatched shape, like an onion covered in strawberry jam.

“I came because I was worried about my brother.”

Then, squatting down in the same shape as the pea, he added:

Plantz, who had been looking at Calian for a moment, turned his head back. He didn’t say anything else when he said he came to visit because he was worried about me. Either he doesn’t feel the need to say something or he doesn’t know. Calian, who was wondering if he would even think about what to say in response with his smart brain, brought up another topic first.

“Lord Zeia, I told you to stay in the room for a while, but you couldn’t wait for that bird and left?”

“… It just so happened.”

“yes.”

Calian turned his gaze to follow Planz’s short answer. I opened my mouth as I looked at what I had been staring at for some time.

“It’s the flower on Hina’s robe. It seems like our Hina likes it.”

Plantz quietly nodded.

“Laricium.”

And he told me the name of a flower that Kalian didn’t know.

How can you, who seemed to not know the names of any flowers other than Annelucia, Cinnasta, Rose, and Renier, know the names of wild flowers that I don’t even know? Please explain in detail where, how, and why you came across a flower that looked exactly like the one engraved on Hina’s robe.

Calian, who had buried a question deep in his heart that he thought he would have to ask someday, answered.

“…… Is that so.”

“They say it has no scent.”

“It’s fascinating. It’s also unfamiliar.”

“It was good. I.”

“Is that so?”

“Because there have rarely been times when finding out without knowing was not a bad thing.”

The consequences of acting without knowing were always bad, the choices made without knowing were always bad answers, and new news that was not known was always bad. There haven’t been many times when I found out something new that I didn’t know before and it wasn’t bad.

“… Let’s go to Shurinz. Together.”

“There’s no need to go. Now.”

“Do you need a reason to go out and have fun?”

“Brother Randel.”

“Together.”

“no.”

“If you fight with Brother Randel, I will take your side.”

Plantz closed his mouth and looked at Laricium.

Calian’s words continued.

“Not the sea, not the rocky mountains. There are a lot of trees and water. There are a lot of things you haven’t seen. I’ll tell you. What else there is? Things that aren’t bad even if you learn something new.”

A voice that is conveyed like that.

Plantz, who had been listening to Calian’s low voice, which he knew but was unfamiliar with, opened his mouth.

“……Bern.”

I put the bracelet back on that Alan gave me after fixing it. I put on Jan’s clothes, bandaged the wound on my hand that had gotten bigger, tied up my long blue and silver hair, and put on the cuffs that Plantz had left behind.

The person who came to Plants with that look turned his light purple eyes.

“That’s not the name I just told you to call me.”

And he answered grumpily like this: