Chapter 60

Merlin, Calian’s maid, opened the door to the room and said.

“Please go in.”

It was Alan who found Calian’s room empty. As Alan went inside, Merlin closed the door silently from outside.

Soon, Alan walked over to the safe next to the bedroom and opened it with some familiar hands. After briefly checking that the safe was fairly empty due to the incident with Lennon, Alan put some documents and checks in his hand into it.

It was part of the profits from the old Brisen Farm, now Polun Farm.

Although Melfir Fallun’s name was used when purchasing the upper part, all of the actual money came from this vault. Therefore, Melfir, who was sick of just receiving money, decided to send a certain amount of the profits from the top to Calian. Since this is also a deal, I don’t think Calian will refuse it.

So, Alan had entered the unoccupied room like this to put away the first profits from the Fallon top.

A humming-like mumble came out of Alan’s mouth.

“Our prince never runs out of money.”

Alan chuckled to himself as he briefly remembered how surprised he had been when he first looked into the safe. The surprise at that time could not be compared to seeing a bathtub made of onyx stone.

Anyway, after finishing all the errands regarding Calian’s safe, Alan came out of the room and walked towards the stairs.

By the time I heard Merlin lock the door.

Alan happened to run into someone coming up the stairs.

And at this moment, Calian, who was looking out the window of Reddington Castle, swallowed words similar to those he was saying out loud.

‘Is there such a coincidence?’

Pale emerald hair visible under the stair railing.

Light green eyes visible below.

It was Planz.

Plantz, who was climbing the stairs, stepped aside and looked at Lee’s feet for a moment. And after I moved my legs up to where Alan was, I looked at Alan’s face.

Alan, who was not a person who would be difficult to deal with even though he was the second prince, simply gave a leisurely greeting to Plantz with a small smile on his face.

“It’s been a while, Prince Plants.”

Despite those words, Plantz just looked at Alan without answering. It took quite a long time to stand quietly like that.

Even though Planz was a prince, the person standing in front of him was Allan Manasil. Not even the Marquis of Briesen. Even King Lemain couldn’t treat Alan carelessly. Therefore, it was around this time that Plantz’s servant felt uneasy about being left standing like this without responding to Alan’s greeting.

“Wizard. Did I change when I met you? Did I change because I met you?”

Plantz’s mouth opened.

However, it was not a response to the greeting.

Before Calian left Rosellita, he told Alan that Plantz was suspicious of his identity. Therefore, Alan immediately understood that what Plantz was talking about was related to Calian’s identity.

However, perhaps because he was aware that there were listening ears around him, or because it was his natural speaking habit, the words he spoke were quite abstract. So Alan asked back with the same smile on his face.

“Change. What do you mean?”

Seeing Alan’s attitude as if he didn’t understand what he was saying at all, Plantz spoke again.

“My brother has changed a lot. I still haven’t heard back about what happened. I was wondering if you would know.”

If an answer was really needed, it would have to be said, ‘Callian changed and met Alan.’ But Alan smiled softly and opened his mouth.

“Are you thinking a lot because you drank alcohol? Or did you drink alcohol because you were thinking a lot?”

Lemain, Silike, and Randel were the only ones who directly mentioned ‘alcohol’ to the second prince, Plantz. That’s why what Alan said just now was quite rude. Of course, if it had been Lemain, these words would have been just heard as everyday expressions and passed over.

Plantz’s servant looked at Alan.

This is to give you attention.

But Alan’s gaze did not leave Planz. Planz, who saw that, curled up one corner of his mouth and said.

“…There are people here who feel regretful.”

The only person who would be disappointed that Plantz is no longer acting like an asshole would be Randel.

Therefore, Alan understood that Landel had once mentioned that Plantz had stopped drinking. And he answered Plantz’s first question.

“Everyone changes, Prince Planz.”

Plantz stared at Alan again.

There is still no doubt.

“Whether the way to change is to quit drinking or to quit being afraid of your brothers’ crazy behavior. Is there a difference?”

For a moment, silence lingered between the two.

Because of Alan’s unexpected harsh words.

“under.”

Soon, Plantz let out a laugh.

Alan continued speaking, looking down at Plantz with his sharp-lined eyes.

“Everyone changes, that’s all.”

With those words, Alan gave a light nod to Plantz and then trudged down the stairs and disappeared.

Instead of getting angry, Plantz stared at Alan’s back for a long time with sunken light green eyes. Then, I thought about Alan’s harsh words once more.

“This is crazy…”

Planz’s feet didn’t move for a while.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

* * *

Viscount Tecid Reddington, the lord of the Reddington estate, was a tall, thin man in his mid-40s.

As if to prove what Jan said was famous for being thoughtful and serious, he was looking out the window with a look of deep thought.

Thesid was one of the few nobles who did not side with any prince in particular. However, I was quite impressed by Calian’s appearance at Lemain’s birthday festival.

Therefore, Prince Calian’s unplanned visit was of course sudden, but it was not something I particularly disliked. So, I was thinking that I just had to pay a little bit of attention to ensure that Calian could stay without any inconvenience.

If it weren’t for those carriages coming in now, that thought wouldn’t have changed. One word came out of Tessid’s mouth expressing his current state of mind.

“What a disaster.”

This is not a Thesid who would not be able to recognize the Brisen emblem proudly engraved on the carriage. I didn’t know that the Gray Margrave of Brisen was on his way to Kyrisis, but I knew that Calian’s relationship with those in the carriage bearing that coat of arms was not very pleasant.

Anyway, there was no more time to look out the window and worry.

In the end, Thesid turned around, thinking that he should inform those coming in now that Prince Calian was here. In euphemism, it was an attempt to send Briesen’s people back.

If you do that, it will definitely have a negative impact on Tessid, but since there are guests who have already arrived, it can’t be helped.

But then the butler came and said.

“Prince Calian’s servant says he has something to tell you.”

Tecid quickly nodded and answered.

“Ask them to come in.”

Soon, Kalian’s servant Jan came in front of him and gave a brief greeting to Tesid and then conveyed Kalian’s words.

“The Prince told the Viscount to inform them in advance that the Prince is here and ask them if they are thinking of sending him back.”

Thesid looked a little surprised, feeling as if his thoughts had been overheard. Yan guessed the answer after seeing that and continued speaking with an expressionless face.

“If it’s someone else getting out of the carriage, it’s okay to do so, but if it’s the Margrave of Brissen, he said, don’t let him go, let’s have tea together.”

Gray.

When the unexpected person’s name came up, Teshid asked again with surprised eyes.

“Are you saying that if it is someone else in the family who is not the Margrave of Gray Briesen, they should be sent away, but if it is the Margrave, then they should be let in?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“… The prince saves me.”

It was not a polite greeting, but something that came from the heart.

If you try to send someone like Gray back, it won’t just end up as a negative influence. So, I understood that Calian was so considerate that it was okay to let him in without overdoing it.

“I understand. Let him know I will.”

After finishing what he had to say, Yan went outside.

Thecid looked a bit nervous when he saw the carriage that was now really close in front of him.

* * *

Calian opened his mouth in a light tone.

“Tell me what you know about Margrave Briesen.”

In Yan’s head, information about most nobles was completely organized. These were the basic qualifications that a prince’s high-ranking servant should have. Therefore, Yan opened his mouth immediately without hesitation.

“He was crowned margrave quite a long time ago, but his relationship with the Marquis of Briesen was not very good at the time. There was a story that he wanted to train knights in the capital and then pass on the title of marquis rather than the position of margrave. They say it’s his personality. And another bad rumor is…”

After saying that, Yan lowered his voice a little and followed.

“There is a saying that there are four separate rooms in a house.”

Calian laughed at the last word.

The idea of having a separate room in one’s house was also a nobleman’s slang. In short, it means that there are four more women who are not his wife.

“He was good with a sword, and although he didn’t have much affection for the margrave’s position, he was greedy for the marquis’ position. On the other hand, he liked women. That’s what I’m saying.”

“yes that’s right.”

Calian, who remembered Yan’s evaluation, asked one more question.

“I don’t remember meeting the Margrave. Have you ever met him?”

“I believe it happened once before I came to be the Prince’s attendant. You may not remember.”

If it was when Jan wasn’t around, it would have been before Calian turned 11. Calian nodded his head slowly.

‘If you had met me back then, you wouldn’t have imagined me like this now.’

Of course, he must have heard a lot about Calian from Sillike. It would soon be possible to see how much he believed Silike’s words about Calian.

Then there was a loud knocking sound.

Jan went outside and had a short conversation with the person who found the room. At first glance, Calian turned his head and saw that he was Viscount Reddington’s butler.

I looked out the window again and saw the carriage still in the same place. Then he saw the servants untying the horses from the carriage and taking them to the stables. This means that it is true that Gray visited. Therefore, Calian stood up and prepared himself to meet Gray.

Soon Jan turned around and walked over, giving Kalian a small nod and saying.

“They say the Margrave Briesen and Viscount Reddington are waiting in the drawing room. Would you like to go right away?”

“That’s right.”

Calian answered calmly.

Calian, who had been running hard from the far south, and Margrave Gray, who departed later than scheduled due to a delay in dispatching his agents. What are the chances of two people meeting in one place on the same day? Calian smiled again without realizing it and walked to the living room.

There were only two people in the not-so-lavishly decorated living room. Gray and Tessid. Thesid looked a little nervous, but Gray did not.

As Kalyan entered, Thesid stood up. Gray remained seated.

There is only one noble who can greet the prince while sitting on a horse or in a chair. There was only Duke Slayman Hon Siegfried.

All other nobles were actually lower in rank than the prince. Therefore, Calian stood in front of the door and looked at Gray for a while.

Gray, who had been enjoying Calian’s gaze for a while, said this with a bright smile resembling a silique.

“I don’t know if you know, but I was injured. So I won’t be able to show perfect courtesy. “Prince Calian.”

Of course it was an excuse.

Neither his gaunt face nor his clothes had the appearance of a sick person.

‘Does this mean that you don’t believe at all what Silike told me in detail about me?’

So, Gray is now trying to control the third prince, Calian, who is running wild and reckless on the back of Alan Manasil.

Calian said softly with a small smile.

“I see.”

Gray half-heartedly said, probably because he thought Calian would be embarrassed. He nodded and replied,

“Yes, so please understand.”

“In that case.”

The smile on Calian’s face was erased.

A cool glow appeared in his red eyes, just like when he met Silike.

The mouth of the 3rd Prince of Kyris. An intimidating voice flowed from:

“Bow your head, Margrave.”