Reborn as the Enemy Prince

Chapter 8. Very nice to meet you (1)

Arsene Hertz.

Sometimes I thought about it.

Of course, I was determined that we would meet someday. There was no such thing as personal grudges. He did not know that he killed him not because his opponent was Bern, but because he was a knight from an enemy country. I even remember that he was quite polite to the dying Bern.

Although I know it in my head.

No matter what, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of resentment.

“i look forward to.”

Calian responded to Arsene’s words with a deep smile.

“Yes. It’s very nice to meet you.”

That smile strangely resembled Planz’s. Alan, who was the only one who noticed this, looked at Calian and Arsene in turn and clicked his tongue. This is because I realized that the hiring of personnel was wrong, and at the same time, I realized that the road to becoming a wizard would not be smooth.

“He is said to be a talented person who will become part of the Magic Corps. Let’s get to know each other while learning a lot along the way.”

Lemain, who did not need to worry about what others thought, happened to say this at the right time.

The fingers on Calian’s knee moved silently and drew a long curve. As if following the afterimage of the fingertips, a smile with the same curve was drawn on Calian’s face.

“Yes, Your Majesty. I will definitely do so.”

Seeing the smile he had drawn, goosebumps appeared on Alan’s arms, and Lemain just nodded happily.

Calian didn’t remember yet, but in fact it was Arsene’s second time seeing Calian. Of course, the first time was when he stopped Calian from crossing the bridge on the day of the funeral of the teacher who taught Arsene magic. His first impression of Calian at that time was very good, so when he received an invitation from Alan, he went to the palace without any hesitation.

Therefore, Arsene was looking at Calian with eyes full of anticipation, not noticing that the meaning of Calian’s smile that day and today’s smile was quite different.

“Okay. Roselita, are you ready?”

Suddenly, Lemain asked Calian: Calian answered with a slightly awkward expression because of the caring voice that was difficult to get used to.

“Yes, everything is finished.”

“But you said you wouldn’t take the carriage. Wouldn’t that be inconvenient?”

Not only is it equipped with dozens of convenience magics, but it is also fully equipped with a carriage bedroom, shower room, and toilet that the supreme ancient dragon Cispanian created using this space in addition to various defensive magics cast by Alan Manasil of the world. Calian answered calmly, with a look on his face as if he could not be uncomfortable riding a horse in the most luxurious, spacious and comfortable carriage on the continent.

“No. It’s okay.”

So, this was all because of Raven.

When Calian entered the carriage, he stood next to it and did not walk. Even the Kirie siblings, who had elven blood and were said to be particularly close to horses, could not handle Raven.

So Calian was seriously considering whether to leave Raven or the carriage behind, and following Alan’s advice to get plenty of exercise, he decided to go to Rosellita with his lovely horse.

“The horse is so clever, there won’t be any trouble.”

Alan said this, perhaps to reassure Lemain or to tease Calian. Lemain, who heard that, nodded and supported Calian’s decision.

“That’s right. You won’t have a chance to mount a horse and look around Kairis. I believe it was a good idea. As a prince, you won’t have another chance to travel outside the palace so freely.”

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Calian smiled bitterly.

“Thank you for your permission.”

As the conversation with Calian came to an end, Lemain’s head turned towards Alan. However, the topic of conversation was still Calian.

“How is the prince’s magic these days?”

“It would make Sispanian cry.”

Although Arsene was present, Arsene would have known the level of Calian’s magic anyway, so Lemaine asked comfortably, and for the same reason, Alan also answered comfortably.

Lemain looked at Alan with a slightly surprised face. His expression seemed to suggest that he had such great talent. Alan smiled softly and continued.

“I feel bad for giving you the blessing.”

Rattling!

A loud sound came from Arsene’s surprised hand.

Arsene, who barely managed to hold on to the knife he almost dropped, let out a small sigh of relief. Then, he carefully raised his head and looked at the high-ranking people present.

Calian was leisurely eating as if he had not heard Alan’s words, let alone the sound of the knife, and Lemain was staring blankly at Alan. And Alan gulped down the water.

Lemain spoke softly to Alan.

“The Lord is so consistent.”

“Would it be possible?”

Eventually, Lemain’s deep blue eyes turned to Calian again.

“It is indeed the first time in a long time that a wizard has emerged from the royal family. Even though Lord Manasil behaves in such a mess, his abilities are outstanding. When you return from Rosellita, learn more from Lord Manasil and work hard.”

If the expression “messy” came out of Lemain’s mouth, it was enough to know Allen’s behavior towards Lemain. Calian put down his fork and knife, bowed his head slightly, and answered calmly.

“Yes, Your Highness. I will try harder.”

Lemain, who could not have known that his son mastered the 3rd circle at the age of only 14, an achievement a year earlier than Alan Manasil, nodded.

Kalian, who had been criticized for having too high expectations for his students, was absorbed in his meal with a calm expression on his face, as if there was nothing to be upset about. Of course, Alan was eating as usual. Only Arsene could wet his dry mouth as he was weighed down by the energy of the three.

The luncheon ended with some conversation.

After Lemain, who was always busy, and Arsene, who was always busy, left first, Calian and Alan walked outside together as if they had promised. Jan and Kyrie followed at a distance.

Calian and Alan walked side by side along a long, green road lined with round-trimmed trees like a corridor. It was a wonderful walking path that surrounded Senyu-gwan like a wall. The hot August sunlight seeped through the leaves, creating bead-like patterns on the fine gravel road.

Alan manifested Silence as if it were a natural sequence. Calian saw that and laughed softly. This is because the magic that this great wizard used the most when he came to Kairis was Silent. Of course, Alan, who wouldn’t pay much attention to such things, quietly turned his head and asked Calian.

“Shall I say hello, Prince?”

We were talking about Arsene.

Thinking of him, Calian unconsciously felt a part of his heart sink, and Alan decided not to ask what kind of relationship Bern and Arsene had.

Calian, who was listening to the quiet sound of cicadas, asked.

“How old is he?”

“I am now twenty-eight. I ended up choosing a wizard who was capable but young enough to be with the prince.”

It is said that he served as a corps commander at the age of 38 when he attacked Bern. He was talented enough to lead a wizarding group at that age. There was no reason to miss out on such a talented person because of the core that only Kalian could remember.

Calian smiled and shook his head.

“Leave it alone. I’ll take care of it.”

Alan didn’t yet know that the words that Jan feared the most in the world were Calian’s boasts, ‘I’ll take care of it.’ So Alan just nodded.

“Are we already gathering wizards? Wouldn’t it be too soon?”

It has only been three months since we prepared to found the wizard corps.

“It seems like they are gathering people first in a situation where there is no building to train them and house them.”

Alan smiled leisurely and answered.

“No. Don’t worry, we have called only him in advance to protect the prince. Also, there are not many talented magicians in Kairis yet, so it will take some time to fill the number.”

Will you be able to figure it out on your own? After thinking about this, Calian nodded his head. Alan, who was looking at Calian like that, smiled slightly and opened his mouth.

“We have decided on a name for the wizard corps.”

Calian’s head turned to Alan.

This is an army created by Lemain, so even if Calian created it in advance, I wanted Lemain to decide on the name himself. That’s why Calian didn’t tell me the name he was familiar with.

“What did you decide on?”

Then Alan looked at Calian with playful eyes. Guess what. Calian smiled and opened his mouth.

“Valkan.”

“also.”

Alan smiled.

“That’s right. Lemain asked me to call him that, so I said I would.”

“Well done. It feels a little bit real now that the name has been chosen.”

Alan nodded and opened his mouth.

“I plan to call my daughter-in-law and granddaughter who are staying in Riverne soon. Perhaps you will be able to meet them by the time you return from Rosellita.”

“You have a granddaughter…”

Calian’s feet paused for a moment and then stepped forward. A very awkward smile appeared on Calian’s face. Alan, who looked younger than Arsene, smiled a grandfatherly smile.

“She is a confident and pretty child. However, I am calling her because of her daughter-in-law, not her granddaughter. Since she is currently teaching magic in Rivern, it will probably be helpful in training Balkan wizards.”

Calian didn’t know much about Rivern. All I knew was that it was a country where wizards were treated well and people were very free. Therefore, Calian, who did not know much about Rivern’s magic education, asked Alan.

“I’m curious about a facility called a magic academy in Riverne. Will I be able to learn enough to function as a wizard if I take lessons there?”

I was asking this question because I wasn’t sure how effective magic education would be for the majority of the population. Alan nodded and answered.

“Yes. It is similar to Brisen’s Knight Training Center. Talent and effort have consequences, so there is no difference between them.”

I couldn’t hear Calian’s words about him. Alan, who sensed that he was lost in thought, walked leisurely next to Calian without saying a word.

Calian’s mouth did not open until he had completed almost a full circle around the Senyu tube.

“Master, do you have any other plans this afternoon?”

“There is no special schedule.”

Alan shook his head without thinking. If Calian was looking for him, it was Alan who would get rid of him even if he had a schedule.

Calian nodded. However, what Calian was looking for this time was not Alan. Calian said with a bright smile towards Alan, who was full of anticipation.

“Please lend me a carriage.”

A carriage out of nowhere.

Alan, who heard the unexpected words, looked at Calian with questioning eyes and asked.

“Do you have something to do with my carriage, not me?”

It sounded quite strange, so Calian laughed for a moment before answering.

“I just need to use Master’s name for a moment. I don’t mind if you come with me, but today won’t be much fun.”

It was said that they were going to sell Alan Manasil’s name by riding in that luxurious carriage that was clearly his. Let’s go first. Alan, who wasn’t the type of person to go along to a place he wasn’t asked to go, shook his head and answered.

“I don’t like places that aren’t fun. Anyway, it would be strange for me to sit around outside the palace while the prince is using my carriage, so I’ll just talk to Lemain for a bit. Please come back.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

With that, Calian took Jan and Kyrie on Alan’s carriage and went out of the palace.

Lemaine, who heard from the chamberlain that Calian had left the palace on Alan’s carriage, did not want to see Alan again if he went out with him. He told him not to raise his name. It was an expression of his faith in Alan.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Alan suddenly appeared behind the chamberlain. Lemain’s expression was crumpled when he saw that.

This damn wizard had sent the child away alone. .

* * *

Melfir Fallun, the owner of the Fallun Merchant Merchants, was currently standing on the edge of the small pond in the back of the mansion, feeding fish. In other words, he was having a very peaceful and leisurely time. That is, it was like that just a moment ago. A rest that he had not had in a long time

. While he was enjoying himself, a servant ran up to him and told him that a black, mother-of-pearl decorated carriage had entered the mansion.

Melfir’s round eyes opened as wide as those of a fish.

“Sir Alan Manasil came here?”

“Yes, Baron. “I just confirmed that the carriage was coming in.”

The servant, who was silently swallowing his breath as he ran to the back garden, answered,

“Huh… What brought him here?” He

placed a bowl of fish food behind him. Melfir handed it over to the standing servant and tapped his hand to shake off the dirt. Afterwards, as he was hurried in, another person came running towards Melfir. He was wearing a black suit and was not a servant but a butler

. One of Melfir’s eyebrows rose.

It was because if his old butler came running in like that, it meant that something important had happened. Soon, the butler came up to Melfir’s side and spoke in his ear. Melfir’s eyes were wide open. It became louder than before.

‘There was someone else in Lord Manasil’s carriage.’

Melfir, who heard those words to the end, barely managed to lift his leg, which had almost fallen into the pond. Before he knew it, his face had turned white. The voice that had prevented the near-accident that would have occurred at the King’s Birthday Festival buzzed in his ears. ‘Overhead.

‘ I feel uneasy.’

Calian, who saved his life with those few words, has come. He has come to collect the payment for his life that had been delayed for three months. And

that too in broad daylight!

Melfir hastened, hoping that of all the many days he has lived, today will be the smartest. I ran to where Kalian was.