Reborn as the Enemy Prince - Chapter 525

Chapter 92. Bee (3)

The wounds were all healed.

A similar wound was made on Calian’s neck during sparring, and it had already healed by that time.

“Still, can you show it to me, sir?”

So he said it was okay not to worry. However, he doesn’t believe it and ends up asking:

If it had been Kalian and Jan, Jan would have removed Kalian’s hair without hesitation and checked. And he must have been angry at this for leaving the wound.

However, the crown prince’s servant, who cannot bear to do such a thing, is just restless. I wanted to see with my own eyes that the wound was healed somehow, but I couldn’t even touch it, so I was suffering alone. This kind of thing bothered me so much that I asked him why he was doing that, and then he had a hard time asking me a favor.

Do you mind if I check your wounds?

“I heard you’re all better.”

“But, my dear. I brought the medicine, so I’ll just check it. What if I get a scar?”

How to reject it?

Even when the hairless backs of my hands turned bright red thanks to Anne’s harsh tongue, which fueled my determination to extend the grooming I learned from Lucy to the ‘largest provider of beef jerky’, I just sighed all morning while looking at the backs of my hands that had already healed long ago. This is Relic who rested. So how can you really refuse that?

“…… okay.”

In the end, like this. While answering as if to hide his awkwardness, Planz moved his hand and slightly lifted the pale emerald colored hair that was long enough to cover half of his neck.

Even after news of the uproar in Fabian reached him, he decided not to take off his disguise. However, it has returned to its original form because the place where it is now is a dungeon with only the Vulcan members and Reric and Euria in it. It was obvious that the crew members were extremely awkward.

“I guess there’s still a little bit left, sir. What should I do if I get disfigured…?”

“I checked. You’re all better.”

“But you’re not turning your head this way. You’re in pain. Then it’s not getting better. What’s the point if it’s only superficially healed?”

Plantz let out a short sigh.

“It doesn’t hurt. It’s just because I got used to it for a while.”

“It’s right that the elf called Whitlin is punished, right? It’s right that he’s built on the square, right?”

“Not yet. Probably not yet.”

Alan has not returned yet and is sitting in the guards’ rest area outside the prison without being able to meet Whitlin. Because of this, I ended up giving only vague answers. He needs to meet Whitlin and talk to him to find out whether he should keep him alive or whether he should be executed.

“Aren’t you going to get punished? You took His Majesty the Crown Prince hostage and gave him injuries.”

“For now. That’s it.”

“If you do something like that and don’t get punished, who in the world will be punished?”

“I got it.”

Reric opened his mouth at the calm answer. Although the expression looked quite serious, it was quite funny, so Plantz looked at Relic’s face and laughed, and continued.

“punishment.”

“Someone ask me. How?”

If you know it, the gentle Planz is not gentle even with his face. Yan, who is gentle before you know him, is not gentle even on the inside. Reric’s face, which was so gentle from the top of his head to the tip of his toes, quickly turns into a tearful face. If he said to Relic, ‘The guy who taught me swordsmanship was made to do that by a guy who doesn’t seem to be gentle anywhere,’ Plantz didn’t know what would happen to that gentle face, so he gave a rough answer.

“I ran on my own.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“You got caught. You lost your sword.”

“Why is that your fault?”

Reric asks.

“Because you can’t fight, you had no choice but to lose your sword and get caught. Why is that your fault?”

… Is it right to take sides?

He added something incomprehensible.

“I shouldn’t have gone in. I’m not good at fighting… ha… as good as Whitlin.”

“You didn’t go in knowing that would happen. Why do you have to find out and get punished? Your Majesty the Crown Prince.”

“Because he’s the crown prince.”

Because he is a crown prince whose life is very expensive.

So, something like this could happen many times in the future, but even if we were lucky and nothing happened this time, you never know what will happen next time.

“So that’s why.”

“…So, you took the punishment on your own?”

“okay.”

“People in the world won’t know that you are this kind of person. I feel unfair.”

I didn’t even know what kind of person Silike’s son was. It’s unfair for some people to feel like they knew from the beginning.

I was wondering how I should tell this, but it seems Reric wasn’t finished talking. He continued to say things in a rapid-fire manner, which is unusual for him, as if he felt truly wronged.

“If you’re hurt, it’s just a child. It hurts. Why do you think it’s all my fault when you can just tell me to catch that guy right away and send him to the square? Even if you’ve done something wrong by giving in 100,000 times, you should take my side. Why did you take your side? Get punished. And how can a person live without doing anything wrong? Is there such a person?”

Planz, who was once again thinking about what answer to give, opened his mouth.

“There is one more than me.”

Not the one who was punished, but the one who was punished.

Isn’t there another guy who thinks the same way? He is a terrible person who lives without a single thing in his clothes or handwriting in order to avoid making a mistake, and has no intention of taking his own side. Is there anything I can do since I’m learning how to live from a guy who thinks that’s normal? It has no choice but to be the same.

… We have no choice but to live the same way, swimming in the sea. Sometimes I just think it’s unfair.

Plantz, swallowing inexplicable words, stood up. I had been in the lounge as if I had been drawn in by Relic’s torch, but now I had to leave. In this position, shouldn’t he be the deputy commander rather than the crown prince, whose life is so expensive?

“If you have no choice, sir. You don’t have to take my side. Instead, I will take your side, so you can do whatever is convenient for you.”

Relic stood up at the same time and said these words to Plantz’s back.

“Anyway, that elf was bad. I didn’t do anything wrong. No matter what anyone says, it’s okay. Absolutely nothing. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s all that elf’s fault. It’s not my fault.”

Plantz stopped in his tracks and stood for a moment staring at the closed door. As expected, I thought for a while about what to answer.

“… Because I understand.”

He opened his mouth.

“Let me get you what I drank in the morning. I still have a headache.”

He used a long-gone hangover instead of a long-gone cut as an excuse to ask for a favor he rarely did.

“yes yes!”

Relic made a happy face after hearing something he had never heard before. In an instant, his eyes sparkled and he opened his mouth.

“But do you still have a headache? Why did you drink alcohol when you couldn’t even drink it? No. The alcohol was wrong. Why was it made so strong? The alcohol was very wrong. Really, sir.”

Is it really true to say that a person who poured half a bottle of Serenus on an empty stomach cannot drink alcohol? There are words coming back that would be very unfair if Kalian heard them. Not only Calian, but even Serenus, who worked hard to create the scent in an oak barrel, came back with something to say about it.

At those words, he eventually lowered his head. As I was trying to decide what to say in response to the servant who said that I had made a mistake while drinking, I eventually let out a low laugh.

“Yeah. It was my fault for drinking.”

The first time I heard a request, the first time I heard laughter. When Reric finally heard that, his face turned as soft as the grains of sand inside a conch shell.

“I will bring you the strawberry juice quickly. Please wait a moment, sir. I will bring it to you in a moment.”

“okay.”

“I asked you to bring in a lot of strawberries. So, I will bring you a lot of strawberries and a lot of honey, sir!”

“…Okay. I understand.”

“Your Majesty!”

Smiling. The excited servant opened the door. I ran forward with excited steps. I stayed for a while quietly listening to that sound. Even after the sound of his footsteps disappeared, I stood still for a long time and then moved my feet. He walked out the door that wasn’t closed yet.

– Jump and jump.

Arsene, who was standing in front of the lounge and guarding the place, was there. Arsene lowered his head, looking at Planz with his bright blue eyes reminiscent of winter frost. And because it wasn’t much different from any other day, he gave a greeting that he didn’t pay much attention to on any other day.

“Are you coming out now? I was envious of you, Crown Prince, for a moment, but now I’m not so envious of you…”

“Don’t call me that.”

Arsene covered his mouth.

[Silent]

A translucent membrane was created.

He took a short breath from Arsene, who was not very surprised as he had already seen how he broke up Whitlin’s attack. And then he opened his mouth.

“Fix you too, wizard. Don’t keep fighting back, don’t end up arbitrarily punishing me and lying down, and don’t call me with profanity all the time.”

I have to go find the blue haired crazy wizard.

“I decided to listen to you, so I want you to listen to me too. You wouldn’t have behaved like this to me in the past. You wouldn’t have behaved like this even if I were the one walking in front of you. That’s why I explained it to you. “I may have decided to persuade you.”

I have to go find the blue haired crazy wizard.

I need to say that it wasn’t just me who was at fault.

That’s how you should talk about it.

“I will do as I promised, so you should fix it too. How can I easily trust a wizard who lies down on me and calls me strangely? No matter how long we have been together, no matter how close we have become, and no matter how much we have talked, if you act like that. How can I not be afraid?”

We need to talk. Choose a path that won’t smell so you don’t feel resentful trying to establish a new habit. If I say that and the scent comes back.

It’s not me, it’s my fault that the scent builds up without even realizing it. Not me, but the scent. Because it was wrong.

“So, fix it too, Vice Commander.”

As was my habit, I made up my mind and instead of putting off talking again, I spoke. He wasn’t even drunk, but he talked. He spoke while looking at his fellow worker, who was just like winter frost.

– Sarah.

Then there was the sound of the hem of a long robe grazing the wall.

Arsene, who was looking down at Planz thanks to the height difference, took a step back. Instead of increasing the distance like that, I brought my gaze to his level. He looked at Planz with eyes that were like winter frost and opened his mouth.

“Are you finally pointing that out now?”

“Are you saying it’s my fault again?”

“No. I’m just saying it because I’m happy to see you.”

Then he slightly lowered his head.

“I understand. I’m sorry, Vice Commander.”

The long, long titles have finally disappeared. The blue-haired crazy wizard whose eyes were so high finally bowed his head properly.

– Sigh.

Planz handed something to Arsene.

Arsene raised his head and received it. And when he realized what it was, his face widened.

“Did the prince write the wrong paper?”

“… I saw my brother trying to burn it for a moment and said I would destroy it. I will say I burned it.”

also. Is it possible for a person not to make mistakes?

“Yes, my Majesty. Just as I burned it, I will hide it secretly and never show it to Lord Siren.”

Arsene, whose face was as excited as Relic, opened a report. After that, he scanned the content written on the paper with his eyes and frowned.

“No matter how you look at it, it was written incorrectly….”

The blue-haired crazy wizard pursed his lips.

And he stared at the paper for a while.

Because it’s been so long since I wrote a report, and because it’s my first time writing something like this since I moved into my new home. This is because I was busy writing down my memories of the past to make sure there were no mistakes. Thanks to you, I started writing it down as a habit.

– Bern Secretia

signature.

I stared at just one ‘fault’ for a long time. Then he grinned and opened his mouth towards Planz.

“I guess this is it.”

– Howling!

“It would be better to keep it hidden like this, sir.”

The handwriting is much more old-fashioned and soft than the current handwriting, which was modified from Kalian’s when he was young to be a little stronger and neater. The handwriting somewhat resembles Chase’s, but is more elegant. Arsene’s red flame passed over him. Little by little, the incorrectly written name disappeared as if it were worn away. It was hidden like that in a place where no one could see it. It was kept.

“okay.”

Plantz nodded and turned around. And then he stepped out to enter the dungeon.

– Crack, crack!

The sound of footsteps that had gone away in the hallway a moment ago can be heard again. It was Reric.

Plantz, who had just realized that he was on his way up and making juice filled with strawberries and honey, turned his head. I thought to myself that I shouldn’t get angry even if a crazy blue-haired wizard teases me by asking me why I drink strawberry juice in the middle of the night.

– Crack, crack!

I heard footsteps getting closer.

As excited as I was, I listened with the same anxious feeling as the footsteps continued, but carefully so as not to spill the juice.

But at some point.

– Pop.

It stopped.

The footsteps stopped.

Not only that.

The sound of the burning flame stopped. The constant sound of the Vulcan crew talking stopped. The sound of a clock coming from afar.

-……

It stopped.

Everything fell silent. I heard silence.

Plantz raised his head, looked around, and opened his mouth.

“Magic…….”

The flame stopped. Bern Secretia The paper with all the signatures burned away stopped burning and stopped. Arsene’s hand holding it did not move. The snow, which was like winter frost, did not blink. The juice in Relic’s hand did not slosh as he approached.

It stopped. The world stopped. Plantz turned his head. Quietly and quietly, slowly. I looked at Arsene. I turned my head again and looked around.

– Kalyan.

This moment when all sounds stopped. He sent a low voice towards the only person who could return the sound.

-…… Exciting!

Instead of answering, my heart pounded.

It was a seal of oath.

* * *

Hina was like that.

If you encounter a problem that can only be solved if someone gets hurt, find another way.

– Kaang!

The smell of blood permeates my exhaled breath. Breathing in is not enough. Having experienced such a situation quite a few times, I was quick to find the reason. It looks like his ribs were broken when he was hit by that guy’s sword handle, and his lungs were injured by the broken bones.

– Boo!

– Kaaaaang!

The sound of a sword flying is heard. He checked the trajectory properly. I raised my sword and blocked it.

– Crack.

His shoulders feel like they are dropping.

He tightened his hand so as not to let go of the dagger in his left hand. He struck back the flying sword and swung his dagger, aiming for the man’s wrist.

– Ugh!

The blue light stretched out, drawing a bright arc in the air. However, despite the fact that he was now able to handle Aurors with some ease, the sword he sent out was easily blocked with a single wave of his hand.

“I heard that the relationship between the Little Duke and the Crown Prince is better than expected, so it seems like the Little Duke is working hard to take care of the Crown Prince.”

– Kaang kang!

“Before we go any further”

– Shhh!

– Kaaaaang!

“I wish I could finish it. Mop.”

“What kind of dog looks like a human?”

– Kaga River!

“If you see this, you won’t say such things to our prince!”

– Kaaaaaaaa!

Kirie, who lowered her sword towards Rashid, raised one more arm. He blocked and parried the attack, slashing Rashid’s shoulder and leaving a gash on his wrist. Instead, he moved his feet constantly the whole time he was giving away his ribs.

This is Rashid, whom Kalian and Siona faced together.

There was no way Siona could properly deal with Rashid with Randel, who was not even a real Planz, by her side. So I had to hold on. At least until Siona leaves Landel in the care of Siegfried’s knights and can fight alone. Even if I couldn’t endure it, I decided to inflict at least one more wound on her.

So hina. Sometimes there are problems that can only be solved if someone gets hurt. When you face something like that, it becomes difficult to find any other way. You should at least say something like that. I’ll tell you not to make excuses, but I’ll consider it a good thing that you at least make an excuse, so you should make that excuse when you meet.

– Kaaaang!

– Kagang kaaaaang!

please. meet.

– Hwiik kagagak!

– …… Boom!

Rashid’s sword struck Kyrie’s sword. Kirie, who was trying to keep his arm from swinging as he blocked it, hit his back hard against the wall of the secret passage.

It feels like she’s suffocating, which wasn’t enough already.

– Taaat!

Rashid, seeing that face, kicked his foot. And he smiled darkly and raised his sword.

Kirie, who had been blocking several attacks with his back blocked, bowed like a thunderbolt. He lowered his body, applying as much force as he could to his injured thigh. And he extended his dagger down the path of Rashid’s sword.

– Ugh!

A long blue aura stretched out as if it could split Rashid’s waist at any moment. Sensing this, Rashid quickly dodged, followed by Kyrie’s attack that seemed to have been waiting.

– Ugh, wow!

I’m short of breath.

The arm that blocked Rashid’s sword loses strength.

Rashid gathered his sword and swung it again.

– Boo!

– Bang!

Kirie’s body, which had tried to turn away from her, was instantly bent by her chilling sword wind. This is because as soon as she was penetrated, her strength went away from her thighs.

– Kaaaang!

Thanks to that, Rashid’s sword hit the wall. Sparks that looked redder than the young red auror on the sword were flying everywhere.

Kirie did not miss the opportunity and extended her dagger. She pressed down on Rashid’s sword, which was stuck in her wall, to prevent it from coming out, while at the same time she raised her long sword and slashed it towards Rashid’s neck.

– …… Kwasik!

I’m glad, but it sounds disappointing.

Kyrie’s attack worked on Rashid. That’s why I’m glad to see you

– Sigh.

– Kaaaaang!

It’s a shame that it wasn’t the sound of his head being cut off.

Rashid, whose shoulder was pierced by Kyrie’s sword, removed his shoulder from the tip of his sword without a moment of hesitation. Then, he continued to play with his shoulder, which was injured to the point where he couldn’t use his arm, and hit it again. Kyrie, who blocked Rashid’s attack by twisting his waist, bit his lip.

That damn red light.

Because I saw Rashid’s shoulder, engulfed in that light, urgently healing.

-Ssam!

– Let’s go!

Kirie’s foot, which again blocked Rashid’s attack that extended without time to stop, was pushed back a few steps.

– Thick!

The pain that never gets tired comes back.

The bloody smell mixed with her exhaled breath becomes a little thicker, and her inhaled breath becomes a little scarcer.

Kyrie closed her eyes for a split second and opened them, then gave strength to her uninjured leg. And with a short leap she held her dagger upside down.

– Kaaaang!

– Whirr!

Rashid plunges his sword towards the shoulder that was just injured. Block the flying sword with a dagger.

– Ugh!

Because I didn’t know how to handle it properly, I squeezed all of the aurors that weren’t that large and put them into the sword.

– Kaang!

The dagger’s blade and Rashid’s sword clash briefly. A spark ignites. A red aura rises. Strikes away Kirie’s dagger.

– Pow!

Rashid, who twisted his body to avoid Kyrie’s attack, moved his feet. He kicked his dripping leg as if his blood was gushing out. He hesitated at that and eventually rushed towards Kirie, who took one step back. He raised his sword and poured red aura into it.

swing it

To Kirie, who couldn’t control her legs due to a moment’s shock, to the terrible knight who gave me a deep wound for the first time in a long time, except for me. She swung her final blow towards Kirie’s neck, who was short of breath.

– Hwiik!

Thinking ahead to the unpleasant sensations she would soon have at her own fingertips. Feeling with her whole body the murderous presence of Kalian, who was visiting her from afar. He had a confident premonition that no matter how fast he was, he would not be able to block the current sword.

– Slut!

There is the sound of Calian’s red aura flying. He didn’t care and lowered his arms. I gave strength to Kyrie’s gray sword, which I barely raised, and the blade that was already between Kyrie’s neck.

Kyrie held his breath as he felt Rashid’s red aura touch his neck. She raised her sword without letting go until the end. It would be impossible to stop it, but if Rashid’s intestines were torn apart, Kalyan would be able to deal with it a little more easily.

That’s why I picked up the sword. Even though I know it’s late.

– Saaa……

I feel cold.

I feel cold.

-……Tall!

The coolness stops.

The sword that touched Kirie’s neck stops moving. The dark green eyes of the person holding the sword stop. The gray sword that was heading towards his ship stood tall. It stopped.

The red and blue traces drawn in the air stopped and the scattered sparks lined up in one place like stars in the air. There was no sound of anyone breathing or the sound of anyone’s blood falling to the floor.

– Jabak.

I step into the silence where everyone has stopped breathing.

-…… Let’s go. Let’s go.

Slowly, step by step, the sound of footsteps echoes alone. The sound of the footsteps of someone who had stopped everything except me and was only looking at his driver echoed through the long, narrow passage.

Let’s go.

Let’s go.

An item made by Sispanian.

Even though it is a sculpture, it is too great an object to be used by clumsy human hands.

Let’s go. Let’s go. Let’s go.

Calian, holding the piece of the axis of time in his hand, took one step at a time. I moved my feet slowly. I’m afraid that if I rush, time will start to flow again. I’m afraid that somehow the barely stopped time will start flowing again.

“… Cough!”

Too much force.

Excessive power borrowed at the cost of such a shock that it seemed as if an entire circle had been destroyed. I didn’t have the confidence to do it again, so I walked slowly and quietly. To Kirie.

If you encounter a problem that can only be solved if someone gets hurt, find another way. Because Hina said that. In that case, when faced with a problem that can only be solved if someone dies, a way to prevent death is to get someone injured instead.

– Sigh.

– …… Tuk!

Calian, who had a habit of interpreting other people’s words in his own way, walked carefully. And after reaching the destination, he slowly stretched out his arms. Rashid’s sword stopped just before it penetrated the skin of Kyrie’s neck and was pushed away. dropped to the floor.

– Cheonggang!

A metallic sound rings out in a quiet place.

“Ha… I’m glad.”

Long breaths and short words come out only then.

– Kalyan.

Along with that, short words that sound like a long breath are heard. I gathered my wits to answer that. You can’t tell Pea that if it weren’t for Sispanian’s blessing, he might have already died.

-Are you awake alone again? You must be bored because there is no one to bark at.

He said something unnecessary again. After that, I was about to ask whether time had not stopped up to that point, but I heard a long sigh. Thanks to this, there was no need to ask questions.

Calian lifted his head, chuckling at hearing his brother’s relief. Standing in front of Kirie, he moved his hand and pulled out his pure white sword. In this situation, he felt like he would have to spend the rest of his life getting scolded by Hina if he used the Auror’s sword.

– We’ll soon find out how to make time flow again. Don’t move around, stay for a while.

– okay.

– Don’t worry.

– …… I will not.

– yes.

Slurp.

As time stopped, he stood alone and raised his sword. I didn’t even worry about whether I was a little cowardly. Anyway, that guy who is cowardly and reckless and looks like a bruised green apple in front of him.

“it surprised me.”

anyway.

I should have died a long time ago.

“Prince Calian.”

Calian, who was holding his sword to the neck of a man who should have died long ago, raised his red eyes. And he pulled up his bright red lips on his white face and gave an expression of joy.

“Ah… I’m glad.”

This guy should have died a long time ago.

A guy who should have stopped together, covered in stopped time.

“I almost felt even more uncomfortable for cowardly killing that guy who was already uncomfortable.”

“Ah. I’m so glad you said yes, my prince.”

“is it so.”

The guy who was standing where the world stopped was looking at Calian. Calian, who was looking into those dark green eyes, smiled brightly.

“Nice to meet you. Anyway.”

This is how it ended up. I started by saying hello again.

– Kaaaaaaaaaa!

Soft lettuce, you bastard, please stop looking at me now.