Reborn as the Enemy Prince - Chapter 487

Chapter 85. The eyes looking down at the person standing in front of Meng (8)

are sharp.

Not only Bern’s eyes, but also Planz’s and Kirie’s eyes, and Aila’s eyes, and even Niedlen’s eyes that were sometimes revealed, had a sharpness in them. The same was true for Arsene, whose cold eyes seemed to contain his own ice spear.

But the texture was different.

It’s always curved gently, as if it’s infinitely gentle, but it’s sharp and doesn’t reveal its true nature. A sharpness that reflects years apart from the face shown on the outside. The sharpness created by this person’s self-restraint could turn the entire continent into a fiery pit right now if he wanted to. The silver-gray eyes with that kind of look in them were aimed at just one person.

“It’s like a greeting that even Sispanians wouldn’t understand.”

As if he had seen something he couldn’t see.

As if I had met an extremely foolish person.

“Who knew that a proper father and mother would be so precious in the world? Like a tree shedding its leaves in the winter, it let go of its young, so perhaps it should be said that it resembles Danu….” A sincere lament

. followed by

When I saw Lemain, I was filled with anger. After meeting Evan, he endured his killing intent, and after facing Devlan, he had to persevere. And now it was deplorable.

In fact, Alan was the one who thought of himself as the worst father in the world. For Alan, no one on earth would be considered a proper parent, but no one would be able to refute the words just mentioned.

Allen, who once said that Lemain and Devlan were equally bad parents, spoke up.

“We sent five hundred men to take you away from Zeon, and we stopped them. So I guess that proves your usefulness.”

Whitlin, who was looking into Alan’s sharp eyes, did not respond. I just quietly turned my head. No, I tried to turn it.

But Alan didn’t allow it.

Whitlin, unable to move his head due to the force of gravity that suddenly appeared, raised his eyes. He thought that the human archmage in front of him was forcing him to answer. That’s why I wanted to give you the answer I’ve been thinking about. No, I was going to answer. But this time no words came out.

Because what Alan asked wasn’t a question.

“I’ve lived a life where I had to check and find out my value… Where else can I find such a pitiful greeting?”

There was no mention of the sins committed at Whitlin Estate. What is her relationship with Freyja’s older brother Freyr? Why did she impersonate the dead Freyr? What is her relationship with Lord Navia? Why did Zeon, who tried to kill Whitlin disguised as Freyre, send as many as five hundred soldiers to take Whitlin this time? Cali What is the inside story of what harmed Ahn?

What on earth are you thinking?

Arsene has asked this countless times so far.

But I didn’t hear any answer.

– Jump and jump.

Alan didn’t need to ask any more questions about that. He just looked down with a pitiful expression, as if his life had already ended, then clicked his tongue and turned back. And then he opened his mouth to Arsene, who was standing next to him.

“Vice-corps commander Hertz.”

“Yes, Corps Commander.”

Whitlin moved his head and looked at the two.

Alan was released from bondage.

Nevertheless, Alan, who left Whitlin alone without making another sound, continued speaking.

“It seems like he’s dangerous to keep here… How about I move him to the palace today?”

“Do you mean to take Whitlin to the palace?”

“Didn’t I say I wouldn’t say anything anyway?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“So, let’s move it to the palace. The room across from the dungeon containing Gray Brisen is empty, so wouldn’t it be better to take him there and interrogate him gradually?”

It’s a lie.

Arsene raised an eyebrow.

Gray was one of only two marquis in Kairis. There is no way that Gray could have been imprisoned when Rashid had not yet been caught and the background to those who attacked the palace had not been clearly identified.

Gray took the initiative to accuse Rashid and entered the palace asking them to ‘punish him for failing to control Rashid’, so at best he would have been detained in a clean room on the ground floor of the building where the dungeon was located.

“No, Corps Commander.”

So Arsene said this.

Alan frowned and looked at Arsene.

“My men were injured. One almost died because he could not breathe his whole life, and another lost an ear. The remaining one must hold his sword with one hand until he dies. The corps commander must finish the fight only after all. “Are you saying that you will only take out the criminals when you come here?”

“Be careful what you say, Vice Commander Hertz.”

“Yes, Corps Commander. I’m being very careful when I say this. I didn’t expect my salary to go up, but I didn’t expect you to try to take our merits like this.”

The other members standing nearby rolled their eyes in surprise. Arsene continued speaking without stopping.

“Your Majesty has personally given me full authority over this matter. So, I will open that elf’s mouth here. After I find out the truth about this matter here, I will personally execute him. I will pick up the head and return to the palace. That’s right. That elf can’t even take a single step out of here while holding his breath. Just know that.”

Once, twice, three times.

I could hear the people standing nearby breathing about three times.

Meanwhile, Alan looked at Arsene with such sharp eyes, and Arsene did not avoid his gaze and glared at Alan.

“…… Palace.”

Whitlin broke the silence.

“… I will go to the palace and be investigated.”

Arsene, who had tuned in properly, turned his head when Alan mentioned the name ‘Gray Brisen’ just in case.

“When I go to the palace, I will tell you everything I know.”

“Why? Are you interested because I heard that Gray Briesen is there?”

Whitlin still has Briesen in mind.

Arsene, who found out that fact so easily, smiled. Then he looked down at Whitlin for a while and said.

“If you open your mouth here, I will have you executed in the palace. Then, who knows, you might end up staying in the prison across from Gray Brisen for a day or so.”

Whitlin answered no more.

I wasn’t expecting them to open their mouths right now anyway. Therefore, Arsene immediately turned around as if there was no need to wait any longer. If I change my mind, I will call you and we can talk again then.

– Squeak.

Arsene walked a few steps and opened the prison door.

Then he gave a silent salute to Alan and pointed outside. Alan nodded once and took a step forward.

Squeaking again.

The thick prison door closed, leaving Whitlin alone. Then five wizards and ten knights approached and began watching.

“Commander.”

“Why are you calling me?”

“How much will you raise our salaries?”

“Consolation money will be paid to those who were injured. If they decide to continue in the Balkans, their wages will have to be raised a little. I plan to talk to Your Majesty about Lord Verne’s meritorious service.”

Jump and jump.

The sound of two wizards walking away is heard.

“Isn’t that a natural procedure? Other than that, I’m talking about all of our salaries.”

“Why am I giving you all a raise?”

“We fought today and won.”

“Fighting and winning is the job of soldiers, and they are already well paid for fighting and winning. Do they get a raise for doing their job?”

“You didn’t win by fighting, but you fought well and won big. If that was the case, shouldn’t your salary be raised?”

“It’s not that the salary is going up, it’s that there are special awards.”

“Are there any rewards?”

“There should be. Then.”

“Are you giving it to me too?”

“I’m worried about yours.”

“Why are you only worrying about me?”

“The vice commander, who smells the scent of sleep without even knowing what’s under his feet, gives me a special reward just because he’s pretty.”

“Who did you hear about that?”

“President of the Siren Association.”

“…… ah.”

The sound of the Blue-Haired Crazy Wizard’s babbling continued to be heard as the Archmage of the 8th Circle, who completely ignored it, was walking.

“How is Sir Bern?”

“I woke up.”

“What is the condition?”

“It’s okay. It was a little while ago…”

It started to sound and then gradually got further away.

Soon it disappeared completely.

* * *

I’m fine.

Hina just laughed.

I had been using my healing powers for a long time without being able to rest properly, and now my heart must have broken down. So, I wonder if the reason I fainted was because my body was tired or my mind was burdened.

– How are other people feeling?

My salary needs to go up to buy flowers and alcohol, but I couldn’t buy flowers or alcohol because of the corps commander, so I felt very empty. Arsene asked if the corps commander would take responsibility, so I kicked him out. Hui Huo kicked him out, saying that if the salary was that urgent, you should go and build the Heishia Palace.

And when I came to find Hina that way, Hina started worrying about the other guys.

“Are you worried about them now?”

It’s probably the first time.

This is the image of Alan pointing and talking to Hina by simply saying ‘you’ instead of saying ‘you’ or ‘Lord Verne’.

Hina, who was a little surprised that Alan’s changed tone was not as awkward as she thought, quickly answered.

-You were hurt a lot.

Alan clicked his tongue.

“Thanks to you, everyone survived, so don’t worry.”

Hina smiled brightly.

He nodded his head a few times and opened his mouth again with a worried look on his face.

– Prince Calian worries about me a lot.

“I guess that’s all. If I leave it as is, it’s going to be bad, so I’m just leaving it in front of the mother tree and coming back. If there’s an accident, I told you to hit it there.”

Hina laughed like the wind.

Alan shook his head and opened his mouth again.

“Don’t worry, he will come back on his own.”

– I’m afraid you’ll come back hurt again.

“Rather than that, I should see that you are injured first.”

– I am.

It’s okay.

Hina, who was about to say that, lowered her head for a moment. Alan quietly watched Hina without saying another word. Let a long time pass by.

I am.

Until Hina spoke again.

– I wanted to relieve my anger.

“How can you not be angry?”

– I told myself that I had to do it because it was nothing…

“How can it be that it is nothing?”

– But it was okay… I thought… but

I couldn’t say it was okay.

– The president of the association cared about me, and the vice commander and others were very concerned, so I thought it was okay…

Even when I saw Whitlin, I received comfort from Euria, heard Arsene’s concerns, and gave careful support from the Vulcan members. Hina, who just said it was okay even when faced with it, lowered her head.

Tap, tap, tap.

A transparent object fills the pitch-black eyes beneath the bowed forehead. Dark drop marks seep into the peach colored sheet covering my knees one by one.

“…Do you have the courage to be okay?”

Alan’s voice reached Hina.

“I saw my mother. Do you have the nerve to be okay?”

– Yes… I’m not okay.

Alan’s hand on Hina’s shoulder moved very slowly. I tapped Hina’s small shoulder, who said she only cried when her brother was hurt.

Pat pat.

The warmth of the hand slowly touching her was as warm as her voice, and Hina cried as if she was letting go of everything she had been holding in. I couldn’t make a single sound and just cried.

Alan, who had been quietly watching Hina, opened his mouth again after a while.

“They said peach blossoms were in full bloom in Riverne, so they picked them, dried them, and sent a car.”

Nod.

Hina’s head moved up and down slightly.

“Looking at what it looks like, it seems like Eline already knew that I wasn’t going to drink it and that I was going to give it to you. The flower petals were blooming so much in the tea. It’s so annoying that I can’t drink it.”

– …… But I think it would be very pretty.

A small voice comes from the bead in Alan’s hand. A voice as precious and beautiful as a peach blossom is conveyed.

“I was in a hurry so I couldn’t take care of it, but I’ll give it to you when I get back.”

– I’m going to give it to you again.

“I have to give it all. I wonder if some things will be a waste.”

Tears fell again as I tried to wipe the corners of my eyes to no avail. Alan, who had been sitting quietly looking at it, opened his mouth quietly.

“I shouldn’t have any scars… what should I do…”

Hina’s head moved to the side.

I heard Hina say that she was glad that she didn’t have to open her mouth to cry.

– The president of the association comforted me before I got hurt. The vice commander and everyone else also paid attention.

This time Alan nodded. Although Hina, who had her head down, couldn’t see it, she just quietly nodded.

– That’s why I didn’t get hurt.

“…… okay.”

– I only got a brief bruise.

Alan, who had been silent for a moment, let out a silent breath. And then he made a very small voice.

“If it’s a bruise, it will go away step by step.”

– yes. You will go step by step.

“okay.”

– Yes…

When will that lump go away?

If you’re going to go anyway, I hope you’ll disappear completely and never be seen again. A warm hand filled with such feelings touched Hina.

Pat pat.

* * *

There was no need to rain down fierce attacks in all directions.

There was no need to look for roots that I didn’t even know where they were.

Why bother gritting your teeth to dig up the roots? A tree with no end in sight is holding its position so peacefully.

Is there really a need to dig into the ground?

– Taaaat!

So I just ran.

Instead of the pure white sword that had been briefly lent to Siona, I ran forward holding the red Auror sword that I had become overly familiar with.

Jump higher and above the heads of the elves trying to block you. Stepping on the aura in the sky and jumping higher again. One more time and one more time. So I ran through the sky.

– …… Cooung……!

I got close to the mother tree, stopped, and stepped on the ground. After that, he raised his sword without saying a word.

There were so many things to protect and so many things to be afraid of that I raised my sword like a greedy beast that didn’t want to give up even a single speck of what was in my arms and let out a long cry.

– Ugh!

The arrogant beast, believing that there was nothing in the world that it could not cut down with its claws, swung its sword.

– Quaaaaaaaa!

A roar is heard.

– Kwaang kwaaang!

– Kwaaaaang!

I swung the red sword filled with all my life towards the beautiful tree shining transparently and towards the mysterious body that seemed to be made of snowflake crystals.

– Quaaaang!

“Don’t forget how you hurt me.”

– Kwaang boom!

– Kwaaaaang!

“I did. I did.”

I see Narzan.

I see the elves gathered again.

The tips of their swords and arrows can be seen pointing towards Kalian.

But I didn’t care. Because they know they will never be able to use that sword and bow. This is because I already know that I will be unable to do anything because I am overwhelmed by the force that seems to pull out and scatter even a single dried drop of blood.

– Cards galore!

So I took my eyes off them and used my sword again. He scraped the transparent tree with the tip of his sword.

– Rumbling…!

The ground beneath my feet vibrates.

It wasn’t because he was injured by Calian’s attack, or because he was frightened by only a few attacks and a few words.

“Are you expecting my patience?”

A voice was heard as if to prove it.

He raised his voice loudly as if he wanted to convey his anger to everyone. Sounds that did not even penetrate my head were delivered directly to my ears.

– Kagagak kagak!

Instead of answering, Calian made another scraping sound.

Instead of answering, he started a fight with his pale purple eyes that seemed to be half broken and his blue-silver hair like the moonlight shining in the middle of the day.

“I have no taste in saving the life of an uncommunicative bastard twice.”

“A mere human… you mean me?”

No matter what else you do, Calian’s sword won’t break anyway. No matter what you do, it will never break.

Calian’s auror would never be broken by cutting off one of Danu’s branches. I could tell.

“That sword.”

I can assure you.

“The sword you gave me, saying it was my brother’s. That very useful sword you gave me, saying that one of you and me would get caught up in it and the other would go crazy.”

‘The prince told me not to do it, so I held back. ‘It’s a little strange.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘This is the sword carried by the Prince’s older brother, the Vice Commander.’

‘yes. ‘Let’s talk.’

‘I’m trying to freeze it a bit… Prince, please wait a moment. I didn’t mean to break that sword again, I just took a quick look at it.’

‘so.’

“I’ve been thinking about where and how you got that sword, since you can’t see the future, can’t see beyond magic, and only have memories.”

‘The temperament is different.’

‘It’s different.’

‘That’s literally it. The material of your two swords, Vice Commander, is not the same.’

I collected mana.

Contains aura. He raised his sword again.

A sword that seems to contain stars instead of darkness.

A sword with a color that definitely reminds me of Bern.

Sinastar.

He raised his sword towards the mother tree, which would have been the material for it, with the intention of cutting off something, whether it was cutting off the branches or the roots.

– Ugh!

Contains aura.

I put all my strength into it.

I lifted my sword.

Mana was moved. I saw Mana the size of the mother tree. I realized its flow. I read the huge mana that stood guarding the tree.

And intercepted it.

The mother tree was taken away so that it could no longer be protected. And without hesitation.

– Kwasik!

He plunged his red sword down.

– …Exciting!

The earth is shaking.

The ground beneath my feet shakes.

“You’re not that great either.”

The whispers towards Danu continued.