Chapter 34. Because I’m not good at lying (5)
Kalian suddenly had this thought.
The great ice mage who still left me with phantom pain that still occasionally hurts my heart was probably a member of the 6th Circle.
No, it definitely would have been like that.
It had to be that way.
“I’m a prince.”
Since he was at a level where he could drink alcohol and not get drunk, he would have been able to live well under that Planz and then appear in front of Bern. Otherwise, he would have been cut off in the Balkans, or his head would have been cut off, or whatever, for getting drunk with Plants before the war even started.
The good news was that Calian knew Arsene’s capabilities very well, so he had no intention of cutting him off at any point just yet. The somewhat unfortunate thing was that for the same reason, he had no plans of cutting him off from Balkan just yet.
Anyway, Calian was now sitting next to Arsene on the stairs leading to Wilhelm’s pavilion. If someone had seen Calian sitting on the stairs that others were walking on, they would have been shocked, but since there was no one in Wilhelm’s pavilion at this time, there was no need to pay attention.
-Growling
And I was trying not to pay attention to the very unfamiliar sound coming from my stomach from earlier. Even so, it was his birthday, and the thing he got as soon as he opened his eyes was a Laprania paper flower, so Kalian, who realized once again that he couldn’t eat anything properly all day, seemed resigned.
“Yes. I am listening.”
“It’s me, prince. I didn’t mean to whine like this.”
If we look at one more fortunate thing, it is that Kalian understands very well why people want to become trash that moves around drinking alcohol. And one thing that is a little more unfortunate is that Calian is now hearing the story repeated for the third time.
“I’m glad you know, Lord Hertz.”
To put it simply, Calian, who had held back three times, gave a deep sigh and began to quietly consider who should be blamed at this moment.
First of all, the guy who discovered barley.
Let’s start with that guy.
And the guy who planted barley, the guy who started growing barley, the guy who grew the barley well, the guy who thought about what to do with the leftover barley, the guy who made alcohol with the leftover barley.
okay. That bastard was wrong.
“That’s why I told you so from last time, Prince. I hope you don’t shake off everything in your hands to save the Prince, who is the Vice Commander.”
“I’m not the kind of person who has no greed or regrets. Why doesn’t everyone know? And I’m not the kind of person who lives without measures, but somehow I don’t seem to know that either.”
Still, it’s not like I don’t understand Arsene at all. I felt like I was going to go crazy and spin around for a couple of times, but for now, I answered like this.
“But I know that the vice commander, the prince, didn’t like that, so he sent me like that today, prince. But I can’t really do what I want, prince.”
And Arsene said what he had to say. Rather than talking as if he couldn’t hear anything, Calian looked more like he was just putting out what was in his head in order. He covered his face with one hand and swallowed his words.
“Ah… what should I do…”
Who asked me to do this to my daughter?
Who on earth is that guy who made the beer?
I swallowed hard, not knowing whether it was a word or an insult.
“Lord Hertz.”
Calian, who had never lived with a grudge against anyone in particular except Serenti, called Arsene and continued talking, pouring out all kinds of curses towards the guy who made the beer.
“I’m not good at lying, so I get caught up on a lot of things, but there’s one thing people don’t know about me.”
After getting kicked out after arguing with the second prince, who was thirteen years younger than me, after drinking with a half-elf knight who was ten years younger than me, the twenty-nine-year-old wizard who was using alcohol in front of the third prince, who was fourteen years younger than me, and is now thirteen years younger than me, killed Calian. I looked.
“Actually, I think that way every day. Even though I told myself countless times not to think that way, every time I open my eyes in the morning, move, think, and go back to sleep, I still think the same thing out of habit.”
After saying that, Calian looked at Arsene for a moment.
Calian, looking at the clearly still-disoriented face, quietly continued his next words.
“I wonder who I am.”
In front of a guy who was crazy after drinking, a guy who was crazy even without drinking brought out his true feelings like that.
“When someone asks, I answer Kalyan as if it were obvious. I myself think that’s the obvious answer. But when I think about it one more time and wonder if it’s true, there are times when I suddenly feel like I’m not sure. It’s still a habit.”
It is a habit that is not easily corrected.
Even though I make resolutions every day, I have these thoughts without realizing it, so I can’t help it, so it’s a habit.
“Perhaps on days like this, I miss the falling blue stars. I still miss the fishy smell from that small sea.”
Calian knew that drunk Arsene would not remember the whole story even after hearing it, so he continued saying things that Arsene could not understand.
“There are times when I wonder if I am worthy to be standing here. Who should I think I am when I am so capricious? Is it really okay for me to think of myself as Kalyan? No matter how much I think about it, I don’t know the answer. “Honestly, it’s impossible to ask this to anyone. There needs to be someone other than me who has experienced something like this before they ask or not.”
As I talked about an unusual experience that no one would have ever experienced, an unusual dream came to mind.
– know. I’m fine.
After that, he laughed quietly, spitting out the wind.
Even though he was in a rush, Arsene realized that now was the time to listen to Calian’s story, so he did not refute Calian’s words and waited for Calian’s next words.
“… I said that I didn’t think I would be able to give an answer even if my whole life went by, and that I might not be able to fully represent that child’s life. I wanted to reassure her a little more, but I couldn’t lie at all. But she said it was okay.”
Calian lightly smoothed his unfamiliar yet familiar black hair. After that, he looked down at his white shining hand for a moment and then opened his mouth again.
“She gave me permission to do that. Actually, I’m not okay with it. No matter how much I think about it, I wonder how on earth it could be okay. So I’m still curious. It’s like a habit.” Calian concluded his words like this, saying, ‘But about this
. ‘Why did you bring it up?’ he muttered, then opened his mouth as if he had remembered something.
“I owe too much to live without greed and regrets, so I have to live really well. So, I must have a lot of greed and regrets, and I am a person who cannot live by shaking them all off without a plan. So, even if it seems like I am shaking it all away sometimes, I am giving up everything. “I hope you can trust me a little that I don’t have to live my life doing it. Isn’t that difficult?”
Arsene, who was staring at Calian with stupid, hazy eyes, smiled again. Calian, who saw this, was wondering whether he should hope that Arsene’s memories would remain tomorrow morning or whether he should pray for the blessing of oblivion.
“You hit someone, he’s our prince.”
Arsene said this.
Then he raised his finger and pointed at the prince’s face.
“That’s what my teacher said, Prince. The guy who turned away because he was too thoughtful is a human being, so if you’re going to find someone who is smarter than me and follow him around, then follow the guy who has a lot of thoughts. So, as expected, I chose this person well. My teacher. “I think you’ll like this friend.”
He points his finger at the prince’s face and says that the stone is a bastard. Is it possible for a crazy person to do this without being truly crazy?
Calian, who was laughing again at this thought, stood up.
I knew very well from experience that even if I fell asleep all night, leaning on the stairs on a midsummer night, I wouldn’t be able to sleep. So Kalian started off by shaking off his clothes with a leisurely movement. Then, he looked down at the back of Arsene’s neck, which seemed to be bruised, and opened his mouth in a light tone.
“I heard you very well, Lord Hertz.”
I wish I could still remember, but if I do that, I think I’ll be kneeling with my hand up and putting down my resignation in front of Chermil Palace tomorrow morning. Even so, he is a decent deputy commander in the Balkans, so how can we leave him like that?
– Boom!
You have to pamper yourself well for a long time.
* * *
It is clear that he was called in late, but his sincerity remains the same.
The button mushroom sauce simmered in wine was on top of a well-cooked beef steak that was delicious to eat. The taste of the fig puree served with the roasted duck breast was excellent, and the buttery scent from the well-roasted potatoes was also good. I almost laughed for a moment because of the color of the soup with boiled peas, but it was delicious anyway.
“I told you to take a day off at home.”
Yan smiled as he saw Kalian saying this along with asking him to say thank you to the chef.
“Later. Not today.”
Today, Jan did not say happy birthday to Kalian even once. I tried so hard not to show it, but Kalyan realized that I had made him worry again and said thank you with an apologetic look on his face. Jan, who already felt like he had a day off just by saying those words, took Relic outside.
Actually, I was thinking of just going straight to the 3rd floor and sleeping, but when I thought about it, the older brother sitting in front of me said that. I told him to clean up Arsene and come back.
Even the thoughtful guy didn’t eat properly all day, and Kalian, who was thinking too much, couldn’t eat all day. So I ended up eating like this again.
Calian, who was looking at the various dishes on the table, looked a little surprised as he looked at the stew at the end. Plantz was the first to open his mouth because he could clearly see what he was going to say on his face.
“no.”
I didn’t order it.
I don’t know if it was a lie or not, but in any case, Calian, who was in a good mood, nodded and answered readily.
“yes.”
Then, I happily ate mussel stew made with eggplant and pumpkin boiled in tomato sauce. Since I wasn’t going to eat plantains since I’m a picky eater anyway, I ate them all by myself without hesitation.
Planz, who finished his meal with a bit of grilled duck, a few pieces of perfectly cooked steak, and a bit of salad without the paprika, looked at Calian as if he was fed up as he ate a lot of clams, meat, potatoes, and even chestnuts dipped in honey.
Even though I canceled the aura hiding spell, what can I do if I’m still very hungry? Therefore, Calian filled his stomach as much as he could, completely ignoring Planz, who was looking at him with eyes that did not know whether it was a person or an animal.
As usual, Plantz opened his mouth to Calian, who had finished a filling meal.
“I think His Highness probably paid attention.”
A passing tone.
A low voice, no different from usual.
“… I bet you didn’t know.”
It’s still a short word with no proper attachment from head to tail to body. Calian, who heard those words, nodded slightly and answered.
“Yeah, probably.”
Laprania paper flower.
No matter how much I thought about it, I brought it up because I thought Lemain would have done that.
I said I wouldn’t go out of my way to think of Renieri, and Calian, who was already busy as the main character of today’s banquet, couldn’t have paid that much attention, and Alan, who knew Calian, couldn’t have been so thoughtless and foolish. So it would be Lemain.
It seems like Lemain, like a cow, was only thinking about making sure the scent of flowers didn’t come out this time. That’s what it said.
Calian, who was staring at Plantz, opened his mouth.
“Did you care about that?”
For some reason, it had been boiled all day long.
It seems that he was concerned that his birthday was celebrated with lifeless flowers because of him.
Whether they were thinking of the current Kalian or the old Kalian, it would not have been taken as a congratulatory message by either party.
“I’m not young enough to care about such things.”
Then he pointed to an empty plate and spoke again.
“And I’m at an age where I would prefer this to flowers.”
Plantz, who saw that the clams had been devoured without any remaining clams, responded with an expression that seemed to want to ask how old you must be to prefer clam stew over flowers.
“I said no.”
Even if you can’t lie, it doesn’t mean you can’t recognize people who are lying.
“I ate well. Thanks to my older brother for taking good care of me.”
Calian, who barked once to celebrate his birthday, smiled brightly.
