Reborn as the Enemy Prince

Chapter 28. It wouldn’t be peaceful at all (2)

I just wanted to live.

When I set out on the road, it starts raining, and once I hold it in my hand, I let it go, and as I barely escape and come up, it calls me to come back down.

Was it a wrong choice?

Could it be that fate was wrong?

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Since I live to save the person I hate so much, it is difficult to say that I am blaming something for my life that has gone astray.

“Ha…”

So Calian just sighed.

And then I went back down to the basement of Heisia Palace, where I had turned back without any regret just moments ago. Still, I thought I was lucky that I didn’t feel like I was sinking while thinking about Bern.

As I went down, a slightly unfamiliar figure caught my eye. The stone door that was always closed was open.

The door was always open for a moment and then closed, but now it was wide open. As if waiting for an invitee. Calian responded to the sudden invitation, took a step inside, and the stone door closed with a sound that seemed familiar by now.

That alone was enough for Kalian to realize once again. That the owner of this place is truly here.

Calian, standing in front of the door, stopped his steps. And I looked ahead without saying a word. This is because I discovered something unexpected.

Flap your wings.

The thin wings of a life that will never match this rain.

– Flapping.

It was a butterfly.

A small black butterfly passed in front of Calian. Then it flapped its wings and flew around the room. It was flying as if it was looking around at the carvings of the stone wall at will, but as if it was fully aware of the stares that would follow.

The gaze rests on the black light that twinkles and then disappears after the butterfly. Calian thought that if there was a black star somewhere in the sky, it would seem to be scattering its footprints.

-Flapping, fluttering.

Soon the black butterfly began to act as if flying had become a thing of the past. So, when it was clearly noticeable that its wings had slowed down a bit, the butterfly turned and flew towards the fragment of the shaft.

Then, it easily passed through the wall that Calian had been unable to enter no matter what he did, and landed proudly on top of the debris.

Calian, who was looking at it, drew a thin line at the corner of his mouth like the flapping wings of a butterfly.

“The black butterfly.”

This is what I said to the small black butterfly. The voice was too polite to say that it was said with only a butterfly in front of it.

“It means death, so it’s not very welcome.”

The butterfly flapped its wings as if it understood what he said.

Then, the black particles that had been sparkling after the butterfly gathered around the butterfly. It looked as if a small universe had been created with a butterfly at the center.

How can the colors of the night shine so brightly!

Calian watched the jet-black sparkle for a moment with eyes of sincere admiration. The swarm of light that gradually gathered grew to the point where it covered the body of the small butterfly, and its size gradually expanded. Then, it moved and took shape as if it were alive.

He transformed into someone with a dignity incomparable to that of humans.

“So only you can be welcome.”

The sparkle at the end of the long, winding hair lingers for a moment and then slowly disappears. Sispanian, who was a butterfly, the light of the night sky, and a great being himself, appeared. And he gave his answer to Kalian’s words.

Calian bowed his head and showed respect with a deep smile.

“I meet the most great Sispanian.”

He neither confirmed nor denied the statement that he would welcome death.

Sigmund Khan Sispanian, the ancient ancient dragon who once again stepped in front of Calian, nodded. Then, after looking into Calian’s eyes in silence for a moment, he opened his mouth.

“I wanted to understand. That’s why I called you again.”

Currently, Sispanian is not sending out any peers who can enhance its existence. I didn’t feel that overwhelming fear at all, as if I had to bow my head and kneel at any moment, or that I was going to strangle myself. Moreover, even the most fundamental existence of life was not revealed. It felt as if there was no one here and Kalyan was alone here.

Thanks to this, Calian was able to think for a moment.

Should I make you understand by making an excuse for why I destroyed the palace you lived in, or should I make you understand by apologizing for criticizing Sispanian for being too considerate and that the power of his blessing was too weak?

“What do you mean by understanding?”

Sispanian turned his head and looked at Calian.

Calian had just entered the room. Sispanian moved his feet and answered while standing in front of the last piece of the mural. Although the distance between the two was quite far, it was a small but clear voice, as if whispering in Calian’s ear.

“Anything would be fine.”

Ah…

the first king, Hatsuara.

What on earth did you like to propose to someone like that? This person is unable to have a proper conversation.

At this point, I understand. It is clear that short speech is hereditary. Lemain also doesn’t talk much, and Randel doesn’t say anything at all. The other one is even boiled peas. Thinking about him only makes my head hurt, and talking about him is a waste of air.

Seeing Calian like that, Sispanian smiled a little. The expression on his face didn’t change at all, but it felt that way for some reason. So, it’s like I just read Calian’s thoughts.

Fortunately, Sispanian did not try to criticize the destruction of his old palace.

“They don’t distinguish between those who can walk where there are fragments of disaster.”

Fragments of disaster.

That’s what the Sispanians called the fragments of the axis of time. The axis of time was called disaster.

That was such an accurate expression that Kalian couldn’t help but laugh. After that, I began to gauge the meaning of Sispanian’s words.

And after a while, Sispanian learned that Calian was reprimanding him for bringing Plantz here.

About informing the facts and showing the axis of time to those who have nothing to do with the tangle of time. About the thoughtlessness of that action.

“Do I not even have the right to be healed?”

So I asked:

Are you saying you can’t even do that?

“Should I live like that, hugging a blade that no one knows about and getting hurt, soggy, and festering. Cutting out and cutting out the rotten things so that there is nothing left in the end? Should I. Should I do that?”

resentment.

Yes, I complained. I vented my anger.

To the Sispanian who knows a lot but can’t tell anything, in fact, Serenti borrows the ear of the Sispanian. He conveyed his resentment as if he was venting his anger. He said that even though he already knew, understood, decided, and accepted it.

– Sarak…

Sispanian turned to face Calian.

The ends of her long hair brushed the stone wall. That small sound sounded as loud as a heartbeat.

Sispanian looked into Calian’s blood-red eyes with his red eyes that seemed to be filled with the power of life. In the end, he looked deeply into the eyes of the same color as his own and gave an answer like a leaf falling in a quiet wind.

“I understand.”

That’s all I answered.

He said he understood Calian’s response to his reprimand. I understood the inner feelings that I held back with all my might until everything was crushed.

– I’m having a hard time because I can’t express my resentment or anger.

Only then did I remember what I said to Plantz a little while ago.

Sispanian saw Calian, who had brought Plantz into the place where the axis of time was and where there was disaster. We even saw and heard the inside story together. So he came like this. To listen to resentments and anger that cannot be shared with anyone else.

I finally realized that.

Calian lowered his head, finally understanding why this considerate ancient dragon had come here.

“…… thank you.”

* * *

The wizard’s clothes were not wet at all.

Plantz, who felt a little awkward holding the umbrella with his own hand because it was just so fascinating, looked at Alan blankly.

It was Allen who disappeared after telling Calian that he had stopped being scared of his brother’s crazy behavior. After that, I realized that this was the first time I had encountered something like this. Of course, we had met several times over the years in Balkan, but each time there was always a wizard who was obviously not in a good state of mind.

“Hello, Prince Planz. What are you doing here alone?”

Alan, who saw Planz, showed an example and then immediately asked a question.

In Kairis, one could not open one’s mouth before a member of the royal family had received the courtesy, and not in Riverne. However, Alan did not say this out of confusion about etiquette. Of course, that didn’t mean it was rude.

They just don’t care.

Still, he is a person who has the ability to do it.

In fact, it is difficult to say that Plantz is also observing etiquette well. If that were the case, I wouldn’t have gone outside wearing a thin cardigan, and I wouldn’t have had to stand holding an umbrella in my hand. Aren’t they the royal family who always have to stand upright, without anything in their hands, even if they get hit by the rain?

Instead of pointing out Alan’s attitude, Plantz remained silent for a moment.

I was standing in the rain, gathering my thoughts. I was deciding where to go again, thanks to my younger brother who came with me and then quickly left. Should I do it? How should I accept the fact that the legendary ancestor who suddenly visited the palace was alive and breathing in the basement of Heisia Palace? I was thinking deeply about whether I should do it or not.

“you are.”

So I just asked this. Because he’s a prince. It’s okay to just pass it on without answering.

It’s better not to be royal when it comes to etiquette, but in times like this, what better position is there than being royal?

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Alan, who was watching Plantz’s behavior, slightly lowered his head and said this.

When I asked him what he was doing, he asked me what I was doing and he responded that he was being rude, so it is true that we are just talking to each other right now.

Anyway, Alan said he would excuse himself and continued to do what he wanted to do. In the first place, I didn’t say this with the intention of asking permission for what I was about to do. If Planz is a prince, then Alan is Alan Manasil.

– Perfect!

As a cheerful sound came out of Alan’s fingertips, Plants’ hair and clothes, which had been soaked from the rain, instantly dried and became clean.

Now that I think about it, Calian ended up going down without drying Plants’ clothes. We weren’t in a relationship to even care about such things in the first place, so that was okay.

The rain wouldn’t stop so I would soon get wet again, but I didn’t dislike the comfort that came for a short while.

“Wizard. Why did you come here?”

So, with this feeling of comfort in mind, Plantz asked a more precise question.

He didn’t know much about magic, but he said Calian was calling him. So, Alan couldn’t have come here because he felt the Sispanian energy. If that were the case, Alan wouldn’t have been so relaxed. To Plants, he is just an old ancestor, but to magicians, he is an absolute being with much more meaning.

“I came to take a quick look around.”

Alan seemed to have guessed Plantz was right when he answered: Since they did not know that Plantz had already seen what was down there, they did not state the exact reason for their visit, which was to ‘look again carefully at the carvings on the wall.’

“I think it would be best to come later.”

Plantz answered:

The end of the cardigan became slightly heavier as it got wet again. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have come out wearing something this long.

Plantz turned his head to look toward the stairs and continued speaking.

“My brother is looking around first.”

Kalian and Planz seem to have come here together, and their reaction seems to be that they already know that there is something ‘down there’. Therefore, Alan looked at Plantz with a confused face, and Plantz nodded and opened his mouth.

“I heard. The axis of time. What I did.”

Anyway, Alan is the one who knows all the secrets about Calian. Plantz knew that too. So Plantz did not equivocate but made it clear.

Alan, who looked at Plantz’s face for a moment, smiled softly and nodded.

“I heard you shared it, so I guess it was true.”

The day Chase left Cairisis, among the many conversations exchanged between priests, something about Plants came up. It was also said that Plantz, who looked like the world was about to end, ate the sour tangerines that Chase brought with him. That’s what I was saying.

Plantz, who could not possibly have understood what Alan meant, frowned. There was so much we shared that I didn’t even know what he was talking about, but I could tell that Alan’s face, which looked like he was happy that my kid had a friend, was just annoying.

Still, Plantz was not the kind of person who would tell an archmage who lived three times as long as me to stop barking, so he just kept his mouth shut.

“Okay. I’ll come back later.”

Alan said this without adding any further explanation. Whatever it was, Calian was already checking something underground and Plants had told him not to interfere, so there was no reason to go downstairs.

However, instead of going back right away, Alan looked at Planz for a while. And he spoke in an unwavering voice as if asking for advice.

“Even if you have a nightmare later, don’t stay trapped in a tower you didn’t build, saying you can handle it.”

The wise wizard knew very well what his child, Calian, was most worried about right now.

“You don’t want that because you are a person who walks alone on a path to save people, not a path to blame and take responsibility.”

Whether it’s Secretia, Kairis, Chase or Planz. Isn’t this the person who is embracing you for a reason, saying that you will restore everything that was broken?

“I know. Me too.”

Plantz answered briefly.

Alan nodded. If you say you understand, if you say you understand, that’s enough.

Thanks to this, Alan once again looked at Plantz as if he was looking at his little friend, and Plantz frowned once again.

* * *

I asked if the black stone was a new object made by someone.

Sispanian answered that it was true that someone made it.

“Because it contains the power behind it, it has not been touched by Serenti.”

What I was saying was that it wasn’t Serenti’s new thing.

However, the enigmatic words have increased once again. The power behind it.

“Children who believe in you have come forward. When the time comes, you too will know.”

Sispanian said this in lieu of saying that he could not tell about it with his own mouth.

I couldn’t understand exactly who the believing children meant, but Euryah suddenly came to mind. Therefore, Calian answered, thinking that he should check whether Euria was still investigating it.

“All right.”

And after keeping his mouth shut for a while, he asked again.

“Is the shaft fragment something you are looking for?”

“I placed here what appeared in the world.”

Sispanian nodded and answered, and Calian felt the whole world shake following that nod.

“Where are the other pieces?”

“He hasn’t shown up yet.”

“Then why did you come and leave it in a place like this?”

Sispanian let out a soft breath.

And he said his last words.

“It has become something you have to collect yourself.”

Whether Kalian should collect this disaster to use it or to destroy it and destroy it. That’s all he doesn’t know.

Sispanian, who had been staying in front of the stone wall with the last carving for a while, turned his head.

A black butterfly flew past Calian and disappeared from sight.