Reborn as the Enemy Prince

Chapter 177

Chapter 30. My person (4)

Arsene did not trust people easily.

Therefore, I did not believe what Calian and Plantz said when they said they had learned how to bandage wounds. In fact, no one in the world will believe it. The royal family relies on servants and maids to even change their clothes.

Even if you give in a hundred times and believe what Plantz says, the doubts will not go away. Because what you have learned, what you know how to do, and what you are good at are completely different.

“Is that so?”

So Arsene answered like this.

This is because I understood that Plantz’s telling such an outrageous and blatant lie did not mean ‘believe my lies.’

Plantz only gave Arsene a reason to put aside his doubts.

There is something Calian is hiding, and Plantz knows what it is, but he is telling him to understand it and move on, to the extent of believing the lie.

“All right.”

In fact, Arsene had felt for quite some time that Calian was not ordinary. I didn’t know the exact reason, but they told me to just move on, so I had no choice but to move on. I was hoping that Calian would tell me when the time came.

“Then may I ask one more thing?”

“What else?”

There’s no way he didn’t understand what I was saying, but when he said he would ask another question, Plantz answered without hiding his annoyance. Arsene’s mouth opened as if he had been waiting for him to sleep, despite his face looking like he was going to fall asleep at any moment, or more accurately, fainting.

“Why are you holding that robe, Vice Commander?”

As Arsene said that, his gaze was pointing at the white robe in the prince’s hand. It was because I met Arsene after getting off the carriage and before returning it to Hina.

Planz looked at Arsene for a moment and said.

“Do I need to explain, wizard?”

“I’m curious, Vice Commander.”

If he was injured to that extent, he wouldn’t be able to speak, but he spoke calmly and very well.

Because of this, an annoyed expression appeared on Plantz’s face once more. It was because I knew that the title ‘Vice Commander’ was not something that came out as good news.

I didn’t want to waste my energy explaining that part or pointing out that title. So Plantz just went to the sofa next to him and sat down with his legs crossed.

I was trying to think that I could do it if I learned how to use magic like Silent, Clean, or Sleep.

I also told them not to fight.

– Just

in time, Hina came inside with a small knock.

Plantz, who was looking at Hina walking over and examining Arsene’s wound once again, turned his attention to the robe on his lap.

It was a thoughtless action.

Arsene’s shoulder was fine, the bleeding had stopped, and he had nothing more to do here.

That was why.

I looked again at the white embroidery to see how many larisium flowers there were and what they looked like. And now the place where Planz was was brighter than the carriage.

That was why.

‘Bern... Bern.’

It stood out.

Among the white flowers that were said to have been embroidered instead of names, very small letters engraved stood out.

“Sir Bern. I’m sorry for having to come out like this at this hour. Your brother must have been worried too.”

And then Arsene’s voice was heard.

Just like the Balkan wizards, Hina was also the same. Since he became a member of the Balkan army, he was called ‘Lord’. Plantz knew that too.

There was a separate problem.

“Now that I think about it, it’s hard to tell the difference because they’re both Berns. When I meet your brother, I’ll have to ask him if I can call him Kirie.”

Servants and maids did not mention their last names within the palace. In many cases, that name was not even their real name.

Additionally, it was Allen and Arsene who brought Hina to Balkan. Planz couldn’t afford to worry about that because of the knights’ affairs.

Therefore, Plantz did not know what his brother’s maid and maid were brother and sister with the same last name. Not only did no one tell me, there was no reason to know.

‘Bern.’

While listening to Arsene’s words, Plantz repeated Hina’s last name embroidered in white letters once more.

‘You look familiar.’

Only the peaceful sound of horses’ hooves echoed through the wide royal road of Kairisis.

Then suddenly I heard Planz’s words.

“Were they brother and sister?”

“Are you talking about Kirie and Hina?”

Plantz nodded.

“Yes. We are brother and sister.”

I knew that Hina and Kirie entered the palace together, and I knew that they were close, but I didn’t know that the murderous Kirie and Hina were so different.

Of course, Plantz knew that the scar on Hina’s ear and the healing power Hina possessed were due to being a half-elf. Because I couldn’t hide that.

But it wasn’t Kirie.

I didn’t notice that it was a half-elf at all. Now that I remembered that they were brother and sister, I realized that it was strange that I had never guessed why Kirie’s ears were so bright.

There was something that came to mind when I thought of Kirie, so maybe it was because I didn’t want to delve too deeply into it.

It’s unknown.

“So...”

Plantz was about to say why he paid so much attention to Hina because she was Kirie’s younger sister, but he closed his mouth.

The reason why Kalian cares about Kyrie. The reason why Kyrie is wary of Plants. This is because I remembered that the origin was something that was never pleasant.

“Are you from Secretia?”

Instead, I asked this.

Calian, who was looking at Plantz blankly, asked.

“Are you curious?”

“Just guessing and passing things on. I don’t want to do that.”

Is it curiosity about Hina or Kirie? Or maybe it’s curiosity about Kalyan. Neither Calian nor Plantz could know the exact details.

However, what was certain was that, just like last time, they asked me questions this time as well. That’s why Calian laughed.

“These are children born and raised here.”

And then Silent appeared.

A story that neither Arsene nor Hina should hear continued.

“There was an accident. It was something that shouldn’t have happened, and I don’t know the details either. That’s why Kirie came to Secretia.”

Is this Bern’s story?

Or is it Kalian’s story?

A story about the axis of time. A story about war. Bern’s story about countless deaths.

I don’t know if he thought it wasn’t a story like that or if he thought it was something unrelated to the war, but Kalian was willing to tell a story that he thought he would never tell after that rainy day.

“That’s how I taught him how to use a sword, and he learned it quite well. We were very close to him, so after I opened my eyes again, I started looking for Kirie. Hina was with me.”

A rambling story that mixes the past and the present.

Because he had some guess about Kyrie, Plantz understood those random words well. I also understood why Kalyan cared for Hina so much.

“...Thank goodness.”

So, I told the same story as Kalyan once did.

Thank goodness.

I decided not to feel any guilt about things related to Bern anymore. I’m just glad there’s someone alive to tell me that there are flowers without scent.

Of course, Calian would never know exactly what it meant, but it was just something he said with that meaning in mind.

“yes. I’m glad.”

And Kalian responded like this.

The name of someone who should be forgotten.

Therefore, it is a name that can no longer be passed down through others who remember it.

He smiled as he thought of Hina, who has taken on that name.

Hina, who lives on behalf of Bern. Isn’t that true?

So, is there any other life more precious than that?

Calian laughed heartily as one more person said he was glad that was the case.