Chapter 135

A piece of sky seemed to sparkle.

The sight of dozens of red lights slowly rising toward the sky caught the eyes of many people. Lemain was also one of those people.

Alan, who was sitting across from Lemain, said as he took off his glasses and put them down to go to the window.

“Don’t look at me.”

If there’s one person who shouldn’t know what it means or who the flame is for, it’s Lemain. Therefore, Alan had already been sitting in Lemain’s office.

“I think it’s towards Chermil Palace.”

Alan closed his mouth at those words, and Lemain looked deeply into Alan’s eyes.

“What’s going on?”

I knew that there were things related to Calian that Alan did not necessarily tell Lemain. Still, since there was no hiding or deceiving information that needed to be known, Lemain did not bother to ask about it.

Normally, Allen would have been presumptuous, telling him to leave it alone as it seemed like Calian was playing a prank, but he told him not to even look at him at all. So that light bothers me.

I wonder if it is simple curiosity or a vague premonition about my blood that LeMaine, who usually gets off on his own, is acting like this today. Alan clicked his tongue briefly before answering in a calm voice.

“The third prince is just finding his way.”

After hearing this, Lemain stared out the window for a while before nodding and opening his mouth.

“okay.”

“Would you like a drink?”

Even though there was no answer from Lemain, Alan quickly took out a bottle and a glass on the table. He had already made preparations without even thinking about asking for permission to drink.

Lemain, whose mind was complicated by what happened with Randel in the morning, answered obediently.

“Sure.”

Alan laughed quietly and filled two glasses with alcohol. Lemain, who was watching the glass being filled with light purple liquor, opened his mouth.

“I felt it again today.”

“What did you sense?”

At those words, Lemain picked up the glass of alcohol that Alan had not yet handed to him, took a sip first, and then opened his mouth.

“It wasn’t wise. I thought he wasn’t qualified to be a king or a father.”

What would it have been like if he had been given the title of crown prince by the previous king’s choice and had just given it to his older brother when he rebelled?

“What the…”

Alan, who knew that Lemain had met Randel in the morning, opened his mouth like this. His eyes were wide as he spoke.

“You seem to have once again realized an obvious fact.”

Lemain chuckled.

Even if I die soon, I will not take Lemain’s side.

Because he had that kind of personality, he drank the alcohol that Alan brought without even checking what was in it.

Alan looked out the window for a moment. Before I knew it, the red energy had almost disappeared. Calian’s flame must have almost reached the sky.

“If anything, don’t try to undo something that’s already too late. That’s arrogance.”

“I don’t.”

Lemain answered in a quiet voice. Then, after drinking half of the remaining drink, he opened his mouth again.

“I also need to find my way well.”

“Won’t the day come when you can see it? There are people who light up and people who talk to you.”

This time I will find the right path.

Alan quietly laughed as he said that.

* * *

If you think about it, it’s really funny.

The leadership of the wizard corps Balkan lies with Alan, and the templars Karen and Raon are now under the control of Plantz.

For now, Allen is holding up Lemain’s hand. And Plantz has joined hands with Calian, who wants to extend Lemain’s life and ensure a long, disease-free life. So there is no threat to Lemain.

That’s why it’s funny.

Shouldn’t everything originally belong to the king?

“The country is in such a bad state…”

The reason I kept quiet was because I felt that the words ‘the country is in such a mess’ should not come out of the prince’s mouth, even if he was just talking to himself.

Therefore, Calian shook his head while soaking himself in the dark black bathtub.

– Ugh.

The sound of the water temperature control device operating seemed to have been present long enough for the warm water to cool down. It also meant that I was concentrating on various thoughts.

My mind became complicated for some reason, so I went into the water, and as I continued to think about it, I reached the point where Lemain’s life was in danger. Soon Kalian caught the thought that had gone too far and brought it back to the starting point.

Calian let out a low voice as he looked at his fingertips, which were wrinkled and wrinkled from the water.

“I can’t believe you received the seal of the oath so warmly.”

There are already a lot of things to worry about.

The identity of ‘them’ in the pebble, the axis of time, Serenti Randel’s scheme and hidden power, the true meaning of ‘good’ as mentioned by Hina of the Knights of Aizen, what kind of dog to raise if you go to Camilon, etc.

But my brother added one more and left. He said carefreely that my brother would save his life.

“I guess I’ll just leave it to take care of itself.”

So, Cispanian.

I should have been a little less thoughtful.

If something is constricting your heart, of course it should be resolved with a blessing. The power of the blessing you gave is bound by the seal of the oath you made. Don’t you think it’s a bit strange?

“Ha. Really.”

There was no time to feel sentimental about saying goodbye to old Calian. Therefore, Calian let out a short sigh as he expressed his frustration towards the ancient ancient dragon whose whereabouts he could not tell.

“Anyway, let’s listen to the terms of the contract first.”

Even if you complain to Sispanian, there is no way you will get an answer. Since this was a contract clause that clearly came from Evan’s mind and was lightly improved to make it easier to carry, there must have been a loophole. I believed that it would not be Planz who received the seal of oath without any such thing. Therefore, we decided to consider the issue again after hearing the conditions.

The next thing that came to mind was Randel.

I don’t know what he discussed with Lemain, but I didn’t expect Lemain to have a big influence on Randel. Because Randel will never open his heart to Lemain.

“Does Serenti want me to solve all of this family’s problems?”

For example, cleaning up the mistakes Lemain committed.

Calian chuckled at the absurd imagination, leaned his head against the bathtub and looked up at the ceiling. After lying quietly in the water, I let out a deep sigh again.

“come out.”

That’s why I felt like I was here again.

Calian frowned for a moment at that stern voice with no regard for privacy, then opened his mouth.

“yes.”

They tell me to come out, but I have to.

* * *

I get along well with cats.

I have a bad relationship with Randel.

I hate mint. I can’t eat sour things. I don’t like uncooked onions that much. I don’t seem to like eating meat. I don’t eat bread with nuts in it. I don’t even touch jam or butter.

Eat grass well.

I eat white bread often. I also eat eggs. I can drink milk, but I mostly drink juice. I don’t know about coffee, but I drink tea well.

I have a foul mouth, but I don’t swear. They say it barks.

know how things are working around.

I really find it annoying to talk. It doesn’t move much, but it’s not sluggish. I have deep thoughts. Once I get caught up in a thought, I stay still until I come to a conclusion.

And surprisingly, he has an impatient personality.

It seems like all the consideration was given to the cat.

“Aow!”

‘I am Prince Calian’s cat who prefers Prince Planz.’

The cat meowed in Planz’s arms. This time, they may have come in through the door instead of the window, but they say they came in confidently, bringing the cat with them.

“What’s going on?”

“Contract terms.”

“Are you here at this time because you couldn’t tell me what you signed? You can tell me at dinner tomorrow.”

“You’re probably worried anyway.”

“I didn’t really think about it enough to wonder about it at this time of night.”

Calian answered in a still dry voice. With his hair dripping wet, he was clearly showing that his personal time had been interrupted.

Of course, Plantz didn’t care one bit. Therefore, Calian let out a silent sigh and opened his mouth.

“Please tell me.”

“I will not betray Brisen.”

“Yes. About the details.”

“doesn’t exist.”

“Did you just say that one thing?”

“okay.”

When Evan Briesen looked at him as if he really said that, Plantz smiled and answered.

“Because they are arrogant.”

I believe that if the scope of ‘betrayal’ in my mind starts from here, others will think so as well. Since one’s own judgment is the universal standard, there will be no one who makes a judgment different from their own.

“I’m sorry for saying this.”

It’s so stupid.

I was going to continue saying, but Plantz answered first.

“know.”

“yes.”

Somehow, I was able to easily accept the oath.

Evan’s thoughts would probably have been deeper if he hadn’t signed the contract on the spot. If that were the case, at least one more detailed clause would have been created. That’s why he said he would sign a contract on the spot. To avoid giving time for other tricks.

It is better to have conditions that are vague and vague rather than being specific and detailed with no gaps. The more ambiguous it is, the wider the range of caution will be, but the probability of the oath seal actually activating is bound to decrease.

“Even if it’s a hassle, it’s better to be safer. I’m glad.”

Plantz nodded and Calian looked at Plantz. Plantz continued speaking, once again ignoring the blatant look in his eyes that asked him to leave if he had nothing more to say.

“Knights. I need to tell your majesty.”

“Yes. We should tell you in advance before the knights are handed over to you. In any case, no matter what we do, the Marquis of Brissen will not hand over the authority to you, so your Majesty will not mind if you bring it. ”

“I guess so.”

“You tell me tomorrow, brother. I can’t leave Chermil Palace until tomorrow.”

However, Kalian smiled as he said, “You can’t tell Your Highness to come like a teacher.”

“Besides, the person responsible for this matter was you from beginning to end, so it would be right for you to face your Majesty.”

An expression similar to that seen when drinking mint tea appeared on Planz’s face.

It’s natural. It may not be as good as Landel, but Planz also probably has a goal left for Lemain, so he couldn’t have been happy to meet them alone.

“…… okay.”

Soon a short sigh came out of Planz’s mouth.

“And I would like you to meet Lord Hertz with me tomorrow. We need to talk about this in detail. How about that?”

Plantz’s expression was full of irritation.

Calian laughed when he saw that.

For the first time, Planz looked his age.

“Don’t hate him so much. If you get to know him, he’s a fun person.”

Looking at Calian saying that, Plantz curled one corner of his mouth. Soon, Plantz, leaning back on the sofa, opened his mouth in a drowsy voice.

“You’re saying it’s fun to accept that crazy wizard so well.”

Calian closed his mouth for a moment and looked at Plantz.

“… I told you to just skip over it.”

“Isn’t it obvious? Who would have commanded Balkan instead of Count Manasil?”

I’m guessing.

Who would have led the Balkans instead of Alan? Who else would have stopped that person? What did that person do?

Who gave death to whom and who received it?

Calian, who did not know who Arsene’s spear beyond Bern would be aimed at last, smiled slightly.

“My brother… perhaps he has a broad heart or a short memory.”

“I feel like there are too many unfair things to remember.”

There was already a lot of unfairness on his face, but Planz didn’t say anything else. And Calian opened his mouth as if he had just thought of something, as if to change the subject.

“Now that I think about it, I guess I’ll have to go meet someone who feels just as wronged as me tomorrow.”

As Calian said that, he raised his hand and pointed upward. He said he would meet a person who was alone and empty of his heart due to injustice.

Plantz looked at Calian in silence and nodded once.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om