Chapter 74. The Other End (4)
I already know what happened.
There was a time when I gave a magic item for disguise to a white suri, and thanks to that item, I lost Calian right in front of my eyes. Above all, isn’t the crown prince of Tensil also a fake who relies on the same thing to survive?
“Yes. I never thought I would see you again like this, Prince Calian.”
Therefore, it was not surprising that the butler of the mansion, who returned from seeing Kalian off at the palace, informed him of Kalian’s visit and that when he went straight to the drawing room, he actually ran into Kalian.
“The Baron definitely said he would wait to see me again, and I would do the same. I’m a little disappointed that I didn’t know that.”
Whether it’s Calian, who is smiling while saying these words.
Kalian, who said he would walk on one path for a while.
That means one of the two is fake.
“Oops. I think I caused a misunderstanding. I didn’t give you empty words to the prince, I was just surprised to see you in an unexpected place.”
“I’m surprised. Kairisis is so cramped, so wouldn’t there be any surprise if the Baron and I ran into each other somewhere?”
“… Yes. That is correct.”
Whether the person in front of you is fake or the person you were talking to just a moment ago is fake. Actually, it wasn’t something that needed to be a big deal. Since both of them are standing in front as Kalians, it is okay to treat them both as Kalians.
“I’m just worried that I may have interrupted the prince’s conversation with my father.”
the problem is.
Who was the person who pretended to be Calian with the magic item? Why did you do that? Is it true that Kalyan really knows this? In addition, what did Calian here talk about with Gray?
The problem was that it was not easy to immediately resolve these questions.
“No, the story is finished.”
Kalian smiled again as he looked at Rashid, whose mind was filled with various doubts. It looked exactly the same as the ‘Calian’ I had just met in the palace.
“As you can see, we’re on our way back, so don’t worry about it.”
“Yes, my prince.”
“It would have been better if I had more time. I was a little busy with work during the day.”
“It’s so late, what are you busy with?”
At those words, Calian’s lips closed for a moment and then opened.
A voice louder than a whisper but not even Gray could hear reached Rashid’s ears.
“Because of the gap in the fence… I’m feeling a bit upset inside.”
It was somewhat different from what another Calian I met a while ago said.
‘After working so hard to fix the fence, I feel a little stuffy.’
Didn’t he act as if he had already solved everything that upset Plantz?
“Anyway. I will keep what I said when we meet again next time, Baron.”
Soon Kalyan opened his hand and extended it to Rashid.
On the surface, it was just an ordinary handshake, but not for Rashid. The back of the hand looked fine, but there was a long open wound on the inside of the palm.
The blood is no longer flowing and it has already begun to heal little by little. Considering the power of blessing, the wound was probably injured around noon today. It seemed like that.
After shaking hands and shaking hands, Rashid opened his mouth.
“Did you hurt your hand during that time?”
“Ah… this.”
The bandage has been off for a long time. A prince leaving the palace can’t have his hands wrapped in bandages.
Calian smiled as if it was no big deal and answered.
“Isn’t it true that brothers clash with each other over various things? You don’t have to worry, it’s okay.”
Instead of saying that this was all because of you, Calian only spoke softly and closed his mouth as if he had no intention of continuing the conversation. And then, at a quiet pace, he passed by Rashid.
The fruity scent, which is nothing special, hovers around for a moment and then disappears. Calian’s shadow is full of leisure.
* * *
Everything is the same.
If you can remember or imagine someone’s appearance in detail, you can change their appearance as much as you want. It’s not the appearance that’s difficult, but something else.
Speech habits, personality, facial expressions, hand habits. It is not easy to follow each and every one of them exactly the same. Didn’t the white repairman also work hard for quite a while to learn the one-armed swordsman’s speaking style and personality?
Rashid, who had erased his thoughts of the white repair in Siegfried’s domain, returned to his original concern. I thought about who could possibly imitate all aspects of Kalyan in the same way.
Calian’s attendant, knight, fiancée, and teacher.
And Kalyan’s brother.
Randel wasn’t even a thought. I can’t be a great person who can put on someone else’s appearance. There is no reason for the other four to take on the form of Kalian and come looking for Rashid himself or Gray.
In that case, there is only one person left.
Crown Prince Planz.
but.
‘I guess I didn’t come to the right place.’
‘Yes, Baron. There was no mention of a visitor, but Prince Calian suddenly came out of the Marquis’ bedroom and went to the drawing room. Like…’
‘Climbing through the window like a petty thief.’
‘Ah yes. Otherwise, it would be impossible for there to be so many servants in the main building and no one to have seen the prince.’
‘Are you saying that you secretly hid and then bothered to show yourself?’
‘Couldn’t this be a warning about what happened when Prince Calian was detained here? ‘This is to convey not only to the Marquis but to everyone in this mansion that the Marquis’ life can be taken at any time and that they should not act rashly.’
‘……I’ll understand first.’
Isn’t there a high possibility that it was Calian himself who came to the Marquis’ residence? If so, it means that the person who came to see him in the palace was a fake.
no.
I forgot about Alan Manasil.
If you are familiar with Alan Manasil enough to help with this matter, anyone can visit the Marquis’ bedroom, even if you are not Calian. If you think about that, the person who came here is a fake.
And the person who can pretend to be Kalyan is likely to be Plantz.
‘Because of the gap in the fence…. ‘My insides are boiling a bit.’
I remembered the wound on Calian’s hand.
It’s obvious even if you haven’t seen it in person. I guess he forgot who was around him and pulled out his knife. The person who put crack marks on my brother’s hands because of that incident was none other than Plantz. That guy came back to ‘Brisen’ in less than half a day.
or. I came to see Rashid, who had me so upset. We talked with normal faces. He held out his hand to save me and catch Brisen together.
“…… well.”
Is he capable of that?
Even if it exists, why and for what reason?
What are you hoping for?
“Why did you stop by the parlor? I thought we had agreed to stay unobtrusive.”
As I was standing at the entrance to the living room and thinking for a moment, I heard an unpleasant voice. The person who had been watching Rashid all along was Gray Brisen.
Rashid put aside the question that could not be answered quickly and looked at Gray. A voice that was neither thin nor low, but pleasant to listen to, was addressed to Gray.
“I came to a place I shouldn’t have come across and saw someone I shouldn’t have met. I wanted to keep the meeting with Prince Calian a secret, but I found out about it and I lost my temper. It’s okay to just be honest, Marquis. I understand.”
Gray frowned, unable to imagine who Rashid had just encountered in the palace.
Either that or not.
Tap, tap, tap.
Rashid walked over slowly and sat down on the sofa where Kalian had been sitting just moments ago, and looked down at the table.
A faint scent comes from the half-full black tea in the teacup Kalian left behind. As I smell that scent, I feel like the scent of Calian that passed me by a little while ago is lingering again.
Lime Orange or Citrus.
A scent that is not mixed with the scent of flowers at all. A scent that isn’t so thick that you wouldn’t even notice it if you were a little further away or outdoors.
‘My younger brother has more shade. It was worth living in.’
That certainly must have been the case.
After remembering Plantz’s words about the scent of flowers, Rashid tilted his head back, swallowing the sentiment he couldn’t express out loud.
A soft cushion supported the back of my head, elaborate decorations on the high ceiling, and a gorgeous chandelier scattering beautiful light caught my eye. But Rashid quietly closed his eyes, neither feeling comfortable nor impressed by those things.
– Grumble.
The sound of a chair being pushed was heard in Rashid’s ears.
It was the sound of Gray standing up, unable to bear the sight of his son leaning on the sofa as if he had forgotten who was around him.
Rashid, who didn’t even open his eyes, opened his mouth with a cynicism.
“Are you running away again?”
“… When are you going to fix the fact that the words are not up and down?”
“If anyone hears it, they will think that the person who spoke is a person who knows everything very well.”
“Rashid Brissen.”
“Anyway. Spring has appeared on the Marquis’ face.”
Rashid, who had silenced Gray with these words, raised his head and looked at Gray. After staring at the green eyes that were looking at my son with frowning eyes, I opened my mouth.
“Don’t make such a bright face. I will help the Marquis if he defeats me. I don’t want you to think that Prince Calian left after saying something like that.”
There was a long silence.
I already figured out why Calian came. I know that whether I affirm or deny that statement, it will be of no use. So Gray, who didn’t say anything else about it, pulled back the chair he had pushed.
“… I will give you the succession of Brisen.”
That voice is at times heartbreaking.
Laughter burst out of Rashid’s mouth.
“Are you worried that you will soon be forced to step down from the marquisate title that you worked so hard to finally obtain? Do you really think that you will be afraid that you will lose your place of succession to the child I took away from Siegfried?”
“Rashid.”
“Enjoy it without worrying about it being taken away. The Marquis has no interest whatsoever in where he sits.”
“If not, why are you doing this?”
“I do it because it’s fun.”
“What do you mean?”
“That moment when the sky falls. I thought it would be so interesting.”
“What do you mean?”
Rashid grinned instead of answering.
And then he reached out and picked up the teacup that Calian had left behind. I put it to the tip of my nose and slowly inhaled the remaining scent of the cooled tea.
After that, he stretched his arms out to the sides. I turned the teacup over towards the floor, which had nothing to support it. As if the black tea was something Calian had left behind for Gray.
– Grumble!
Brown tea water pours out of the overturned glass.
“I told you clearly that I will not touch the Marquis’s neck for the time being. I don’t like breaking promises, so I will try my best to keep my word, but I unintentionally resemble the Marquis and am not very smart… “If the Marquis pulls out a sword, I might soon forget my promise.”
Drip, drip, drip.
Rashid stood up after looking at Gray, who was watching his son’s actions with a frown as the remaining few drops of black tea slowly fell.
“Be smart. Marquis.”
After saying this, Rashid put down the empty tea cup in front of Gray and went out of the living room.
The scent of the spilled black tea soaks Gray’s toes. Tea
water like dried blood stains Gray’s toes.
* * *
The guard guarding the entrance to Chermil Palace The knights stiffened their shoulders.
‘Calian’, who saw them very slowly loosening their hands so that they could draw their swords at any time, frowned.
Soon, a low muttering to himself escaped.
“My brother has already passed by this place.”
Calian will return. Until then, I walked around here and there trying to get noticed by as many people as possible. I talked to nobles who were leaving the palace and received greetings from many servants. Then, when I thought enough was enough, I came to Chermil Palace. My face started smiling even more
. I feel like I’m going to have cramps, so it would be correct to just beat him up and come back. Anyway.
“Prince Calian already went inside a little while ago.”
“Ha…”
After hearing the words of the knights full of caution, ‘Kali’ A long sigh came out of An’s mouth. I had a tiring day that I wouldn’t be surprised if I burrowed in the bathtub right now, but I couldn’t help but feel annoyed when the guys guarding the front of my house stopped me. “… Who are you
? ”
I know it’s natural to react like that since I sent Kalian in a little while ago and he didn’t come out again, but the same Kalyan is trying to go back in. I’m guessing he didn’t really understand what the situation was, and now he’s standing in front of me wondering if what he already went in was fake. Because you won’t be able to tell if it’s fake or
not. Calian once again let out a long sigh and
raised his hand. Then, he slowly rolled up his sleeves and pulled his wrist out so that it wouldn’t be misunderstood as memorizing something. Behind that, he was holding the bag that was strapped to his slender wrist. They took off their thin bracelets.
– Click.
Before their eyes, they saw their black hair slowly bleaching out, their red eyes changing to the opposite color, their height growing to the length of a finger, and their big eyes turning sharp. The knights looked embarrassed.
Kalyan immediately loosened the tie that was tightening around his neck. Planz unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. And then I took off the black jacket that was so tight that it seemed like it was really tailored to my body. I have a small regret that if I had known this would happen, I would have taken off my jacket first.
After taking a breath, Plantz showed something to the knights.
The knights looked puzzled as they checked the black jacket, which was clearly Calian’s, placed on Plantz’s arm and the bracelet in his hand.
“Vice Commander, no, sir. Why do you have that? I’m surprised.”
“It just so happened.”
“No, then why don’t you tell me? I almost attacked you because I thought you were taking out a dagger. I almost ended up standing in the square, my lord.”
“I won’t believe you if you just tell me.”
“… Yes, that’s true.”
“Can I come in now?”
“Oh yes, of course.”
Plantz nodded and took a step forward. However, another knight who was standing next to the knight who was telling him to pass by cautiously stepped in front of Plantz. Then he opened his mouth with a rather solemn look on his face.
“I’m sorry, my lord. I just have one question.”
“What.”
The driver, who had bowed his head in silence for a long time despite Plantz’s permission, looked at Plantz. And he made a voice that sounded like he was squeezing.
“Please tell me what you call me. I am truly sorry.”
“… That’s me.”
Plantz calmed down his frustration and opened his mouth.
“A brunette who yawns when she’s nervous. A brunette who whistles well.”
“Oh yes, that’s right. Thank you.”
The brown-haired knight, who had lowered his head and secretly yawned, finally smiled. And now he bowed deeply as if he could really pass by and then stepped aside.
– Jeopuk.
Plantz took a step forward and paused for a moment. Then he turned back and looked at the two knights one at a time.
“you.”
“Your Majesty.”
“Rest tomorrow. You.”
“Yes sir.”
“Come to me tomorrow.”
Then, he put the person who had raised doubts to rest and told the person who had trusted him to come find him.
“Have a shield and a sword.”
“Yes, Vice Commander.”
In return for trusting Plantz, the driver who would ride for half a day answered. It was difficult to complain because I knew Planz would be playing along with me anyway. After Plants leaves, I’ll at least say something to the guy who went out on his own and got a vacation, but a mistake is a mistake.
Plantz nodded once and turned around.
And then I moved towards Chermil Palace again.
I want to rest. I’m really tired today. I should go in right now, take a dip in the water, and then come out and cuddle up with the cats. You must do that.
– Jump and jump.
Such thoughts filled my mind, but Plantz continued to walk with an expressionless expression that no one could recognize. Pass through the corridor and around the lakeside to Chermil Palace. After receiving greetings from servants passing around, I went to the second floor, then to the third floor, and finally. To the 4th floor.
“Lowering!”
I heard Reric’s voice as he hurriedly walked up the stairs, perhaps having just heard the news of Plantz’s arrival. It wasn’t anything to scold, and Planz, who had no energy to say anything else, just nodded and walked to the front of his room.
“Lowering.”
“I’m going to rest.”
“Well, that’s not it…”
“For now, tomorrow.”
I’ll go in first. He would have prepared the bath on his own, so I would wash by myself, rest on my own, and then sleep on my own. So say what you have to say tomorrow.
Plantz, who miraculously shortened these long words into four words, opened the door. He then took one step inside and closed the door, leaving Relic outside.
– Sweet.
The light was on.
The scent of tea with vanilla and orange spreads out.
Plantz, with frowning eyes again, raised his head. I turned my gaze towards the guy who had arbitrarily entered my room and was sitting there.
“…… you.”
It must be Kalyan.
It was obvious that he was sitting on Plantz’s beige sofa, wearing something similar to the one in Plantz’s hand, with a happy expression on his face. With Anne on my lap, I put my hand on the back of Lucy, who was gently wagging her tail next to me. There would be Calian sitting leisurely in the room as if it were his own.
Plantz’s mouth, which he had opened while thinking so, closed.
“You’re late.”
Because I didn’t expect that the owner of the room who had just entered the room, who was putting down the teacup without any expression, would have another brother with blond hair and dark blue eyes who didn’t even pay attention.
Plantz, who now realized that it was because of these variables why Reric had such an urgent look on his face when he closed the door and why Reric could not come to meet him at the entrance to Chermil Palace, moved on without saying a word. And after catching a glimpse of the two cats sleeping peacefully on the sofa across from him, he opened his mouth to Randel.
“What is this?”
What kind of rude behavior is this?
That’s what I was going to say.
Because I was so tired and worn out, I tried to say that I didn’t have the energy to talk to my brother today. If not, I would just turn around and go outside again. I thought it would be better to spend the night at Wilhelm’s coffin.
– Sweet!
But I couldn’t do that.
“Ah. Your brother is here.”
Because the door to the room on the 4th floor opened again arbitrarily.
“Have you already fought with Brother Randel?”
That’s because the guy who broke through the seemingly shattering silence came in and his bright voice carried away the silence on the 4th floor.
“Would you like me to take your side?”
Plantz turned his head towards Calian, who was wearing a fancy black jacket full of white embroidery and asked this question. He stared at his enemy-like younger brother for a long time, who must have invited the fifth floor resident into this room.
He smiled brightly.
