How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Randell’s light green eyes quietly moved as if it was studying a painting.

‘He had said that the roses would soon bloom,’

It hadn’t taken Randell long to connect the dots, why Calian had spoken to him everyday was making sense, he could see his intentions in the gaze that met his momentarily.

He also figured out the reason Calian had prepared this situation. Though to be more precise, it would be better to say that he figured out what Silica was doing to Calian this whole time.

Now that he understood the situation, Randell was trying to figure out what action to take. Whether to hold the hand Calian had reached out. Or perhaps like always, keep one step away from him and not interfere.

Randell’s gaze met Calian’s. Then, it slowly distanced away from him.

Instead, he started to take a step. Just like Calian wanted, he decided to speak for Calian first.

As he was curious how that rose would bloom after all.

However, Franz, who was the only one still sitting on his chair, stood up.

He then caused a massive ripple across the whole banquet hall, then afterwards tipped the whole glass of wine that was poured for Randell into his mouth and then left the hall.

For Randell, he was honestly more surprised that Franz was able to complete a coherent sentence from beginning to end rather than being surprised at how he had spoken against Silica. Which was why he couldn’t help but stare at Franz for a while as he stormed out with no one blocking his way.

In any case, the action he needed to take was done by Franz already, he couldn’t do anything but simply put his foot back down.

After Franz left, Silica’s expression looked like she was massively insulted as she left the banquet hall. As Rumein didn’t give any orders, the knights of Kaela didn’t stop the queen and the prince from leaving the hall.

“Quickly.”

Rumein urged on the healer.

As the necklace made of holy materials of Serenity started to shine a little, it suddenly became blindingly bright as a huge white glow enveloped it. Then, the healer stretched his hand out to Calian’s body.

At the same time, a semi-transparent shield with a tinge of red colour around it wrapped itself around Calian as if to protect him. Because of that, the holy powers that healer was trying to put into Calian at that moment were blocked by the shield and collided.

– Crackle!

It was not a simple shield. Everyone was able to see the red glow that enveloped the shield consume the white light and therefore didn’t allow any of Serenity’s holy power to reach Calian, and simply dissipated in the end.

It was the ‘Great Shield’ of the 6th circle that blocked the power of the gods

“You might as well kill him,” Then, a mage appeared.

Rumein’s eyes glared at him with anger.

As Allan knew what Rumein was about to say all too well, he quickly sent a shield to protect Calian’s body to protect him first. As he walked inside the banquet hall after doing so, he spoke first to the king.

“His heart is already inside the circle. If the healing power were to enter him in that state, the situation would just get worse.”

The healer quickly retracted his hands in surprise. He was in so much hurry to heal him that he didn’t inspect Calian’s body properly.

Instead of berating the healer for his negligence, he once again put his mana towards Calian. This time, his spell wasn’t an instant cast one. After a few short incantations, the name of the spell came out of Allan’s mouth.

[Abtundant]

It was a spell that made one not feel any more pain, which he had used only once before. Soon, he saw Calian’s face becoming more relaxed and calm. Seeing this, Alan clicked his tongue and spoke to Rumein.

“As this was my fault in many ways as well, I shall receive one punishment afterwards.”

This was Allan’s way of saying sorry, as he had reprimanded Remain in the past, yet also let Calian go ahead with this kind of plan.

The time was around dinner, when in Astrisha Street where many blabbering aristocrats were walking around in pairs saw white paper flow down like rain from the sky.

On the paper was clear information about all the people that Silica and the Brisson family were presumed to have killed.

Soon afterwards, like lightning out of the sky, an even more shocking piece of news spread.

The news was that someone had tried to poison the 3rd prince, and that the king pointed his finger at Silica for the perpetrator. All the aristocrats stared at the paper in their hands in shock.

‘As the queen is willing to stretch her evil hand over even the prince himself, the previous ones that died are most definitely killed by the queen as well.’

‘Since she is willing to kill so many, it’s no doubt that the prince who was not her biological son threatening to take the king’s place was her target as well.’

The white paper linked the evil acts that the Brisson committed with the murder attempt on Calian, and showed that they were evidence to each other.

Which meant that Kyrisis had to brace for a devastating storm of unrest.

There was a massive amount of commotion. Even Calian couldn’t predict that it would be at this level, the unrest which couldn’t even be compared to what happened when Freya had been the victim.

There was commotion from people asking to gather the people related with the victims and make them confirm whether or not what the paper said was true or not.

People declined to trade with the Brisson merchants, and the students that were attending Brisson knights training school retired from school one after another. The line of aristocrats that lined up to greet the Marquis of the Brisson house every morning was reduced to less than half overnight.

As it was obvious that even just a single piece of evidence proving this was found, Hatsuara square would be stained red with blood, none of the aristocrats wanted the possibility of being labelled as related with the Brisson family and distanced with them as much as they could.

In the end, after finding many papers were put up secretly in places requesting expulsion of Silica, the Brisson family had to close their main gate for a while.

On top of that, many present boxes were piled up in Calian’s room again. The aristocrats all sent it wishing for Calian’s speedy recovery.

Of course, that was their justification for it.

“Looks like they were in a hurry.”

Calian spoke as he looked at the piled presents and unwelcome guests beyond the window from the inside with a blank look at his face. Although his voice was quite low, it wasn’t like he lost any composure.