How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Chapter 39: The Rose Will Soon Bloom

Calian lifted his head slightly. Then with his smile still on his face, he turned to Silike’s smiling face, to which she opened her mouth.

“It sounds like you’re telling me to change my mind on doing something I never really wanted to do.”

Thin, beautiful young man’s voice that still didn’t go through puberty.

However, the voice was freezing cold.

“Don’t go poking around carelessly. The love between siblings aren’t as deep as you think.”

Silike’s smile that spread on her face slowly disappeared. Hearing her stepson threaten the safety of her own blood related son, her painterly beautiful face of hers slightly wrinkled.

Calian lifted his spoon and tapped at the corner of the coffee cup. With a brilliant sound from the tapping, peace came back to Calian’s face.

“So. How would you like the tea?”

Silike didn’t reply. She simply glared at Calian with narrow eyes. Calian silently waited for Silike’s decision.

Soon, Silike answered.

“Well go ahead and try as much as you want.”

Calian laughed.

“I’ll take that as you declining.”

Calian lifted the cup.

Without ever stopping his gaze at Silike, he poured the remaning coffee into his mouth and gulped it down.

Then the banquet doors opened, and royals started to pour in.

* * *

Yan, who was fidgeting while sitting next to the horse carriage driver, hurriedly stopped the carriage. It was because he saw a young boy and girl walking towards them following down the royal road.

He was already in a hurry, so if they were simply plain boy and girl, he would have just passed them like usual. Of course, he recognised that the boy’s hair color was the color of water and the girl’s hair color was silver, but if that was the only interesting part about them he would have still not cared and went on his way.

“......... You’re saying you were trying to enter the royal palace while holding a sword, huh?”

He had a shining longsword strapped to his side! There was no way Yan wouldn’t have stopped the carriage for that!

Quickly, Yan took the two young children into the carriage and he himself went inside the carriage as well. The carriage, with now three people inside, visited the mage’s union for a bit then was riding towards Alan’s house.

As Yan asked him the question, Kyrie coldly answered with an expressionless face.

“Yes. The sword was bestowed to me by the prince.”

Ugh, this is driving me crazy.

“For today, go in without the sword. Leave the sword at the mage’s house that we’re currently going. You can’t bring the sword no matter what for today at least.”

Even the knife that was inside the pocket of the prince was taken out of the palace, so there was no way they would allow them to enter with a long sword on them. As he did so, Hina, the silver haired girl that was calmly sitting in front of Yan gestured at Kyrie with her hand.

– The dog. Looks like it’s him. I heard he was cute, so I thought he was a girl.

Kyrie opened his mouth to answer her. However, Yan decided to answer faster.

“I’m Yan, not a doggy. As you can see, I’m a completely normal man as well.”

As Yan understood Hina’s sign language, Hina’s shoulder flinched in surprise. Realizing that her speech was more stiff than usual, Yan spoke again.

“I can understand most of what you’re saying, so if you want to say anything to me then say it directly to me. In anycase, right now the situation is quite messy. I didn’t mean to greet you two like this, I apologize.”

He turned to Kyrie to say something again, but in that moment the carriage stopped moving. He saw Alan’s residence beyond the carriage window. Yan first told the two to stay put, and then ran in as fast as he could into Alan’s home.

In the meantime, Alan was just waking up from his sleep as he was only able to arrive home in the morning after staying up all night long. He sloppily tied up his hair and was making a cup of coffee, when he then turned and went back into the kitchen and picked out three more coffee cups from the cupboard.

“It seems some guests are arriving.”

But after a bit, he put two of the empty cups back into the cupboard. It was because he sensed that there was only one person that got off the carriage and was running towards his home. Alan then extended his mana to survey the surroundings of his home, sensed the two waiting inside the carriage and let out a comment to himself.

“Our little prince, he knows so many people, doens’t he.”

As Alan put down two cups of coffee down onto the tablet, Yan arrived after running across the very large garden. Alan flicked his finger, which made the door Yan was running towards swing open.

At the same time, the marble statue in the shape of a flower put next to the door moved as if in a little dance, and sang out in a jolly voice.

“Welcome to the great mage Alan Manassil’s home~!”

“I’m seriously going to go crazy at this rate.”

Whether it’s someone who uses swords or uses magic, everyone is just abnormal!

Yan had to put effort in keeping this comment to himself, and hurried inside.

Allen had a smile on his face waiting to see the reaction Yan had to the statue, but it disappeared off his face quickly. It was because he couldn’t read anything off Yan’s face, which was different than usual.

“Looks like there’s some trouble.”

Instead of answering, Yan pulled out the things he brought to Alan.

Knife, medicine pouch and a report. There was a single letter as well. He didn’t need to even think about who the seal of the letter belonged to.

“He didn’t tell me what he was planning. He simply said that soon someone could be investigating the prince’s room, so he asked me to hide that.”

Alan practically swiped the letter off Yan’s hand, and opened to read it. As his eyes flowed down reading the contents of the letter, the ends of his eye shivered.

“...... This little bastard.”

He said he found a way.

“He thinks this will work!?”

Alan gave the letter back to Yan. Then he hurriedly took off his gown and changed his clothes. In the mean time, Yan opened up Calian’s letter.

His eyes shook as he read one particular paragraph.

– So if for some reason I do not wake back up right away.

Yan bit his lip.

The one that’s trying to enter the royal palace with a sword equipped.

The one who makes stautes sing.

The one who gave up on being the young master and is now acting like an attendant.

The one who brought all of them together, who said they don’t like poisoned tea so they just straight up eat poison.

He shouldn’t have trusted that kind of person.