Reborn as the Enemy Prince

Chapter 23. If that day comes (6),

right?

There is not a single intact person anywhere in the palace.

What was it that made that person so unfair that he ended up like that alone?

* * *

Drip, drip, drip.

Drops of blood were falling on the table.

I remember it from there.

I couldn’t remember why that happened.

It’s just that it was early morning one day.

As usual, Planz got a little more angry than usual and eventually couldn’t hold it in and threw the knife. Perhaps Calian held the knife with his hand.

Drops of blood. And the words given to Plantz.

– it’s okay.

That is Randel’s first memory of Calian.

I don’t remember what Kalyan was like before that.

Before that, Kalyan lived like a shadow. I was suppressed, I didn’t speak, I didn’t raise my head. It was very natural and natural for Randel to have no memory of Calian at all. It may be a funny story, but it was because Randel resembled Lemain.

There’s no need to explain, but Lemain’s indifference was simply appalling. The fact that there was a reason that couldn’t be explained didn’t take away the awfulness.

I don’t need to say anything about what Randel, who spent the longest time alone in complete indifference, saw and learned from Lemain, who in young Randel’s eyes was simply cold-hearted.

– The roses will bloom soon.

Because that was it.

To some extent, being spoken to like this was unfamiliar and to some extent surprising.

So he did so.

I decided to watch.

Will it be helpful? Or maybe it’s the opposite. Until you can figure it out.

– I’m going to Camilon and get a dog.

Then he said this.

He is ready to break Randel’s neck at any moment, revealing his murderousness and anger that he has no intention of hiding towards Randel, who has no emotions whatsoever.

– Tak.

Randel, who looked out the window for a moment as thoughts about Calian came to mind once again, got up and closed the window.

Remnants of the past shattered by the wildly flying flames.

Prevent the acrid smoke it sends from entering the room.

* * *

I couldn’t buy alcohol.

‘Commander Manasil is looking for you.’

Instead, I was called away.

Surprisingly, no arrests were made.

An attendant who looked after Wilhelm’s office approached and said this, and Arsene nodded obediently and headed toward Allan’s office.

Alan must have already felt that a lot of magical energy was moving abnormally. Nevertheless, the reason I left it alone was because I had some faith that Arsene would not do anything foolish. Of course, Arsene had completely shattered that belief.

Therefore, it was natural to ask what on earth he was thinking when he did such a thing. Therefore, Arsene knocked on the office door with a blank face.

– Knock

“Come in.”

As I slowly opened the door and entered, I saw Alan standing with his back to the door and facing out the window. The ruins, which were more appropriately called the ‘old Heisia Palace site’ rather than Heisia Palace, were clearly visible through the window.

When Silike destroyed one floor of the Heysia Palace with a magic bullet, the anti-magic protection circle was also destroyed. So it was ‘possible’.

“… Let me explain.”

Alan opened his mouth like this without even turning his head to see who came in. And Arsene explained the whole story in a polite tone.

Alan, who listened to Arsene’s words until the end without intervening in any way, quietly asked back.

“The accident happened when the barrier broke during training, and I was so shocked that I didn’t even think about dissipating my magic. All 51 people didn’t think of that. Is that right?”

“Yes, that’s right, Corps Commander.”

You might not believe it, but it wasn’t a lie that you were told to believe.

Alan would have noticed by now. Who is ‘behind’ this?

In any case, Calian was not going to hide from Alan that this was something he had planned. And Calian believed that Arsene would get things done by creating a suitable excuse for Lemain.

As always, Arsene caused an accident within the scope of which Calian could take responsibility.

“…… So, 50 fireballs pulverized the central pillar of Heishia Palace. One particularly large fireball flew to another place for no reason. One of those fireballs collapsed the roof. As a result, the building collapsed. “I collapsed. Is that true?”

“That’s right.”

There was no hesitation in Arsene’s answer.

Therefore, Alan sighed and asked the last question.

“Okay. So what do we do with this now?”

There was a very definite answer to this.

“You can deduct it from my salary.”

Arsene, who answered nicely, grinned.

* * *

Bob.

Yes, Bob.

It’s because of the rice.

What kind of crazy person in the world

would blow up a palace

just to feed his

brother? “I heard that my older brother can’t eat because he’s worried about Heisia Palace. Wouldn’t it be his duty to help you to the best of his ability?”

The beautiful Heisia Palace, which has been around for over 500 years and was built and used by Sispanian himself, was made into a shell.

As Arsene had predicted, he did not even believe the absurd statement that it was a mistake during training in the first place. Alan knew very well what kind of guy Arsene was. This is clearly something Kalian has planned again.

However, it was difficult to casually mention Calian’s involvement in this matter, so for now, I only informed Lemain as Arsene had instructed. And then came straight to Chermil Palace.

After that, I went to Calian and asked him everything that had happened, and the flower-like disciple who was so beautiful that it seemed like I was going crazy didn’t even lie. It would have been better if I had made an excuse as obvious as Arsene’s.

“So, is it true that you made it that way because you were worried about Prince Planz’s manure?”

This body is getting old and old, and now the ears and ears are wrinkled.

Calian smiled brightly and nodded at Alan, who asked the question with this exact expression.

“Yes, Master. That is correct.”

ah……!

Sispanian.

I was worried that he was only taking care of his brothers without thinking about his own future, but what should I do with this disciple who is living a truly gem-filled life?

Alan, who was sitting across from Calian, pressed his temple very hard.

“Prince. Heysia Palace.”

“I know it’s where the Sispanians stayed.”

Alan, who had given up the thought of asking if he could at least lie and say he didn’t know anything like that, opened his mouth again with a calm face.

“There must be another reason, right?”

Kalian is a person who is quite accurate in giving and receiving values.

Of course, it may have been because he was worried about Plants, but I didn’t think that alone would be enough to destroy the palace.

really.

Fortunately, indeed.

Calian nodded. The voice came out as if he had had an extremely ordinary day.

“We needed some room for conflict and we needed to show off. That’s why.”

Alan looked at Calian without saying anything. Calian, who had a calm expression on his face as if he had no idea what he had just done, smiled mischievously.

“Because you made me sleep well, I fell asleep earlier than expected, Master. I couldn’t say everything I wanted to say to you.”

He was complaining about Alan putting him to sleep. In any case, he did it for Calian, so instead of apologizing for it, Alan just nodded. And Kalian opened his mouth again.

“The specific plan has not been completed, but I will tell you first.”

“I will listen.”

Calian started talking with his smile gone.

“The two royal knights and Balkan will be unified. This is the cornerstone needed for that.”

“Are you saying that you created room for conflict and made a show of it in order to unify the Balkans?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

So this was Calian’s plan.

If Briesen was absorbed in a non-peaceful way, the power of numerous nobles who followed the Marquis of Briesen could be divided. Moreover, right now, Plants in the palace was not in a position to manage them properly.

In addition, the direction of disposal of Gray Briesen and Lennon Briesen has not been decided. Therefore, outside the royal palace, the Marquis of Briesen had to maintain the status of a marquis well.

“Under the current situation, isn’t there only one way for you to bring the knight forces within the palace ‘peacefully’? That is for Marquis Evan Briesen to hand over the leadership of the two knights directly to you.”

“Is that why you touched Heysia?”

“It seemed like you were thinking of bringing it in another way. Since it ended up like this anyway, wouldn’t it be better to bring it forward?”

Although it currently has no owner, Heysia is a symbol of the power that Brisen wielded. Arsene, deputy commander of the Balkan army, destroyed it.

“I thought that Sir Hertz would make up an excuse to get away and do things on his own. Sir Hertz is that kind of person. Anyway, if that happens, Sir Hertz will not be punished, and if Heisia Palace is destroyed and there is no punishment for Sir Hertz. “Marquis Briesen must be in a very bad mood.”

Evan, who is already grinding his teeth against Calian’s power, will meet Plantz, and Plantz will just have to persuade Evan appropriately. ‘I need the power to confront wizards whose power cannot be ignored, so please give me leadership of the knights.’

“I laid the plan, so it will be up to you, brother, who has eaten a lot and has a strong stomach, to meet the Marquis of Briesen and persuade him to give him the right to lead the knights.”

So, I just calmly got rid of Heysia.

For one reason or another.

“No matter how bad I feel, I wonder if Brisen will believe that.”

“If it works, it’s good because it will progress quickly. If it doesn’t work, you can just go back to the original plan you had in mind. So, Master, you don’t have to worry any more.”

“… Anyway, next time, don’t break something that big.”

“Yes. I will try.”

It’s a broken palace anyway.

Since we have clearly confirmed the reason for destroying it, there is no room for further scolding.

“Anyway, I’m starting to get tired of seeing Marquis Briesen being fooled. I feel a little bad now that he keeps getting taken advantage of like this.”

Although he said so, it was difficult to find the slightest sympathy on Alan’s face as he spoke like that.

“It’s fortunate. If only one of the three, whether Viscount Briesen, the Margrave, or the Marquis, had the ability to think like Demirea and used that powerful sword properly, I wouldn’t be here right now. He would have been dead or trapped in the tower a long time ago.”

Calian smiled slightly as he answered.

“Then the prince is thinking of giving half of Balkan to Prince Planz.” ”

Yes.”

He gave half to Arsene and the other half to Planz. To Tsu.

Calian answered that he would give it all away without even thinking about it.

* * *

Planz stood still.

A sound that could not be described as a roar exploded like an explosion.

He turned his head at the sound.

Shake shake shake.

White One side of the roof of Heisia Palace, which always had a mysterious glow because it was colored with powdered opal, was gone and was shaking precariously.

– Kugu Palace…

It wasn’t long before the floor was shaking and an uneasy sound was heard. The sound rang again. Flames soared, black smoke mixed with ash and cloudy dust spread out, and a different roar than before was emitted. Still,

Plantz continued to stand still.

A wind filled with hot heat blew.

Plantz was not aware of anything . I didn’t make a sound. An acrid smell came into the room through the open window, but I watched out the window without moving anything. I couldn’t tell how

much time had passed. All I knew

was that the dust cloud had cleared before I knew it.

The dust was thick . After the rain cleared, all that was visible behind Arpia Palace was the bright blue sky.

I kept looking at that sky.

I continued to stand watching the sunset in the deep blue sky, turning red, and then turning dark.

When complete darkness fell.

– Sarak …….

The end of the long cardigan that Planz was wearing touched the floor.

Planz slowly sat down where he had been standing and hugged his knees. Light green eyes that resembled siliques slowly opened. It was cold.

I could tell this time too.

The guilt of being the son who betrayed his mother.

The longing or resentment for the motherly affection he never received.

The scent of Renieri is so thick and unforgettable.

Calian is asking if it would be good to be free from all those restraints. E.

“You crazy bastard…”

A hot wind

blew.