Chapter 90. There is a lot to gain (2), so
Kirie is a half-elf with keen ears.
Among the elves, there are some who have sharp ears. It is unknown whether the same applies to Whitlin, but in any case, Kirie has sharp ears because she is a half-elf.
Hina is a half-elf with healing powers.
Some elves, like Whitlin, have healing powers. Their hearing is no different from that of a normal human, but they can use healing powers.
And another half-elf.
The half-elf will nod its head and say, ‘Oh, that’s right, I was a half-elf,’ only to be reminded once in a while and start barking again.
What abilities does Calian Rain Kyris have?
“Well……”
Calian is the son of Freya and Lemaine. And Freya was a mutant elf with human appearance. So, it seems likely that Calian might also have something of a half-elf. well.
“… I don’t know.”
I don’t know.
The reason she had a pretty face was because she resembled Freya, and because Freya was an elf, she was just pretty rather than pretty. Although he is not as good as Kirie, his ears are bright and he can see the dark well, not because he is an elf, but because he is a sword master. My hearing was also normal until I was able to use Aurors again. Of course, the healing power cannot be used.
Kalian is already a person with many strengths, so even if one thing is added or taken away from him, it won’t be noticeable. Still, isn’t the human mind bound to be infinitely selfish?
“Wouldn’t it be possible to have foresight?”
So is it foresight?
On the day I met Chase again, my heart fluttered for some reason, or I noticed Randel’s antics for no reason when he summoned Tensil’s sacred knights to the Kairis palace, and I’ve been thinking about my old high-ranking servant Orte a lot lately.
or.
“…What are you preparing to say again?”
“I suddenly became curious. I felt like it was there.”
“Speak informally.”
“It’s the same, dear Brother Planz.”
In fact, to some extent, I had an implicit guess that the face of the drunkard sitting in front of me would not swell at all.
That kind of foresight.
So, do you have foresight?
Calian, who was smiling brightly and expecting something absurd, opened his mouth.
“Except for magic, which you say you can’t handle, your brother is strong in alcohol, knows how to use a sword, knows how to shoot a bow, is good at fighting, and surprisingly, it turns out that you can swear well. There are so many things you can do. “I woke up with the thought that I must be talented in many fields, and after thinking about it in depth, I came to suspect that I might have some sort of foresight.”
And I started howling early in the morning.
“you.”
“yes.”
“get out.”
“This is my room, you gentle Brother Planz.”
Calian laughed heartily.
And then he opened his mouth again to the drunkard living upstairs.
“Your brother is strong at drinking, knows how to use a sword, knows how to shoot a bow, is good at fighting, and is really good at swearing, so he knows a lot of things, so he can forget the little things. Anyway, this is my room, and if you tell me to leave, I’ll do it.” How embarrassed and embarrassed this person is…”
“Hey.”
“yes.”
“stop.”
“Why? It’s fun.”
“Stop barking…”
It wasn’t just the two of them.
There was Jan and Reric.
That’s why Plantz, who had stopped telling him not to bark, pressed his temples and frowned. Then, I drank ice-filled water, which I don’t normally drink, for quite some time and put it down.
While Reric quickly approached and filled his empty glass with water, sending a look of resentment towards Calian without knowing it, Calian, who was grinning at the drunkard living upstairs, opened his mouth.
“That’s what a hangover is, gentle Mr. Planz.”
“… I know…”
So, Sispanian.
Today I will be half thankful and half not thankful.
“Your Majesty. If it’s too much of an inconvenience, you can use Healer Sir Bern.”
“I don’t like it.”
“But sir.”
“Don’t talk to Hina.”
It’s not the drunkard sitting in front of you on the fourth floor. If I say it this way, you might not understand. The pale older man sitting in front of you is also suffering from a hangover. I am deeply grateful to my ancestors for their fair blessings.
yes.
I would like to thank you.
“Still, I’m glad. There’s a lot to do today, but just looking at it, you’d never guess that this is the person who gulped down half a bottle of Serenus without stopping last night. It’s no different from usual. Oh, this… there’s nothing wrong with it. “I’m really glad you didn’t come out, right.”
Why does the person who cried so much, drank so much, and fell asleep with his head down look so gloomy? Why did you only give me half the blessing? If you think about it, I’m the one who cries more and I drink more. Why don’t you take care of me?
I just said it was fair, but no matter how much I think about it, I think it’s only half fair. What do you think, Sispanian?
“Mouth, Calian.”
It’s not that you’re less blessed, it’s that you rub your eyes when you cry.
Do you know that the most great and thoughtful Sispanian is thinking of such a reply?
“It’s because I feel unfair.”
“what.”
The conversation between a drunkard living on the fourth floor of Chermil Palace and a black cat living in the lower room continued.
“Yesterday, I went through a lot of trouble carrying my brother around me and carefully hiding through the window of his room so that people wouldn’t see me, but as soon as the sun rose, he barged into my brother’s room and made such a cruel bet again without even saying a word to my innocent brother who was sleeping peacefully. “Isn’t that what you’re saying because you did it?”
“stop.”
“Didn’t you see that Yan is fighting again? Not only that, but so am I. I won with all my might, so it would be a shame. If I didn’t win, wouldn’t I have been unable to say a word and would have died of old age with a lot of unsaid words in my heart for the rest of my life? Really, brother. “Aren’t you doing this too much? Who on earth did you learn to take advantage of your brother and sister’s lack of sleep in the morning?”
“… Please be quiet.”
“What? Why? If my brother wins at chess, he told me not to bark at him for drinking and drinking yesterday, and since I won, I’m barking at him for drinking and drinking yesterday, why?”
Ah… Sispanian.
Can you teach my crazy little brother how to speak human language? In the meantime, couldn’t you teach that damn little brother who knows everything to the servants, even when I bark, some human language?
“Calian.”
“yes.”
“get out.”
“This is my room, my docile Brother Planz, whom I respect very much.”
Strangely enough, these descendants only have Hatsuara’s blood flowing through them.
do.
As situations continue to make Sispanians reject their bloodline. Plantz took his hand off his temple and looked ahead with frowning eyes.
You can see Kalyan putting the chicken, which was cooked in low-temperature water for a long time and then topped with cheese and lightly grilled, into his mouth, chewing it thoroughly and swallowing it. Soon his hand touches the boiled beef topped with apple sauce. A dish of asparagus wrapped in thinly sliced pork and stir-fried with boiled potatoes and pork backbone also went into my brother’s mouth.
Planz, who had been watching Calian’s hand, which had been heading towards the salad for a moment, gently bent and went back towards the chicken, opened his mouth. Aside from the juice made with strawberries and honey, I hadn’t touched any of the bread, soup, or salad. Because I felt sick.
“you.”
Calian’s hand that was picking up the carbonated water stopped for a moment.
‘Not you.’ Because it feels like the voice is coming from a short distance away.
So Calian, who was slightly worried about whether to say yes or why, opened his mouth.
“yes.”
“What did I say yesterday?”
“You cursed me, you gentle Brother Planz.”
“…… not.”
Calian turned his head. And he smiled brightly as he caught a glimpse of the quiet war of nerves between Yan, who seemed to be shouting, ‘How can you swear at our flower-like prince?’ and Reric, who seemed to be retorting, ‘There’s no way our gentle bastard would say something harsh.’
“That’s a very harsh curse.”
And then the wedge was driven in.
Planz frowned and closed his eyes tightly. And then he said, pressing his temples with force once again.
“… I said.”
“I can’t hear you very well. Could you say that again?”
“I don’t remember. So tell me.”
Plantz made an unpleasant face.
A smart pea who would never have experienced the loss of his memories except for Serenti’s intervention, could he be happy that the events of the night were completely erased from his mind?
“Anyway, it looks like the alcohol is good. You did a great job, alcohol.”
Memories that only disappear when Serenti comes along are blown away by just half a bottle of Serenus.
“A person you don’t even remember comes to you at an odd hour and tries to silence you?”
“I need to know what you said.”
“You didn’t say much.”
“then.”
“I heard you cursed. A lot. A lot. You said really harsh things to me.”
Calian, who felt sad, resentful, and frustrated, cut the half of the remaining steak into small pieces, put it in his mouth, and chewed it with pleasure.
“Do you remember Orte?”
Then, as if cutting off what had been said, he said something else.
Not only was teasing the peas over, but I also thought that if we continued talking, we would end up talking about the drunkard’s actions. At the end, he said, ‘I let my brother sleep for a while on my own. ‘It’s too loud.’ What should I do if the word comes out? You have to be careful in advance to avoid saying things like that.
“remember.”
Even though it was a name that had not been mentioned for a long time, Plantz, who had not been asked again, gave a short answer. And then I took a few more sips of the strawberry juice that Relic gave me.
In any case, he would have to relieve his stomach before he could talk, so while Planz was swallowing it, Calian turned his head and looked at Jan and asked.
“Orte, Jan.”
“Yes, my prince.”
“You came to the palace and left shortly after, saying you had a chronic illness.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Do you remember where you went when it hurt?”
“The exact name of the disease was not disclosed. Since servants often do not reveal their origins to each other, we do not even know where they went after leaving the palace. Why is that?”
“Aila brought me here last night.”
“Sir Brigit Orterl?”
“huh.”
– Sweet.
The small sound of a cup being put down was heard from the side of Plants. A low voice was heard along with it.
“……My mother.”
Plantz, who was looking at his younger brother’s bright red eyes that naturally turned towards him, spoke.
“I understand it was exported.”
My voice was quiet thanks to my pounding head, but there was no scent at the end of the words. Perhaps for the first time, a memory of Silike without the scent of Renier came out through Plantz’s mouth.
I don’t know if it was because I had a bad hangover or because I smelled roses instead of Renieri the day before, but it was a good thing.
“I’m going to Silike.”
“okay.”
Calian moved his hand, which had paused for a moment at the unexpected name. He then spoke after taking a sip of carbonated water filled with mint.
“Orte wasn’t a person with enough influence that Silike needed help.”
“No. Because of Gray Brisen.”
“Is it because Gray Briesen is involved?”
“My servant saw Gray Brisen’s servant talking with your brother’s former servant.”
Before Silike was executed, all of Planz’s servants were Silike’s people. So, if Planz’s servant had seen something, it would all have been relayed to Sillike.
“I’ve heard my mother say that this isn’t the first time.”
“…… ah.”
Calian’s brow furrowed.
Plantz, who furrowed his eyebrows, pressed his temples again and continued speaking.
“You didn’t know about it?”
‘I don’t remember meeting the Margrave. Have you ever met him?’
‘I know it happened once before I came as the prince’s attendant. ‘You may not remember.’
“Before Jan came, I met Gray Briesen. I don’t remember, maybe because I was young.”
I do not remember.
I only knew that I had met Gray before, thanks to a conversation I had with Jan a while ago when I asked him what kind of person Gray Brissen was before I cut Gray’s waist.
But even when I looked back on my memories, nothing came to mind. I had some memories related to Orte, but none of them included the experience of Gray Briesen’s unpleasant gaze.
Maybe it’s natural.
It’s strange that Plants remembers everything from before he even walked, let alone turned 11.
“I don’t think my mother knew why Gray Briesen met you and what he told your former servant.”
“Was there something Sillike didn’t know about?”
“Because he ran away before I found out.”
“Ortega.”
“okay.”
Calian nodded.
“If you think about it, you’ll remember. First, you have to meet Orte and then come back.”
“there is.”
– Drurk!
With a few words, Plantz stood up.
Without even waiting for Relic to come over and pull out the chair.
Blink blink.
Plantz said, looking down at the bright red eyes looking up at me with a face that did not understand what Plantz said.
“I heard your brother’s new subordinate has returned.”
“Yes. That’s right.”
“You probably didn’t just bring your brother’s former attendant.”
“Yes, that’s right. There are documents, the harpy body, and two others.”
“So. I see that attendant.”
Jump and jump.
Plantz walked up to Relic and said a few words.
After hearing the story, Reric handed something to Plantz and quickly went outside. Plantz walked behind the curtain near the bathroom as if it were his own room and leisurely finished brushing his teeth with what Reric had handed him.
“……This is my room.”
While Calian was making a shocked face, Relic quickly returned. Then, he handed Plantz a pure white jacket with a thin cape wrapped around it.
“Why the conquest….”
The conquest of the Balkan knights.
It was a Balkan livery for knights that looked a little different from the long robes worn by wizards and healers.
So, in short, it means that I plan to meet him not as the crown prince, but as the deputy commander.
“older brother.”
“why.”
But there was one problem.
“Brother, have you forgotten that you are now acting as Brother Randel?”
Isn’t Whitlin’s Planz now ‘Planz’?
“There is a wizard. He said he came to see him briefly after receiving a report. Why?”
“Are you really planning on going to the extent of doing that and interrogating me yourself?”
“okay.”
“Then me.”
“They said there was another one.”
okay. There must be a lot of people to meet.
In addition to the harpy corpse I just mentioned, I also had to meet the one-armed knight Norton Ramirez. However, Plantz, who normally would have rushed out with me, thought it was strange that he went out alone.
I wonder if he changed as a person after drinking alcohol.
Calian thought for a moment, then smiled and opened his mouth.
“Well, I guess I’ll have to quickly see who I want to see, finish it quickly, and go to the next territory quickly. I’ll see Lucy and Anne quickly.”
And then he said something that the attendants present would not find strange.
Didn’t Calian say that just a moment ago?
He said he doesn’t remember meeting Gray Briesen.
He may have said that he would meet with Orte out of concern that Calian might arouse suspicion by not being able to reveal all of his childhood memories. In place of Kalian, who had forgotten his childhood memories, there was a drunkard who had blown away his memories of the previous night under the influence of alcohol.
okay. It’s not a wrong idea.
There is no need to raise unnecessary doubts.
– Sigh.
Kalyan quietly stood up from the chair that Jan, who had arrived just in time, had pulled out, and spoke.
“Then I will meet the others first.”
“okay.”
“Even if something bad happens, please be patient. I drink a lot and fight easily, but I, the crown prince, have a harsh mouth, so I will not be popular. I will listen to your harsh words separately, so please use nice words.”
“…… under.”
A sigh filled with deep frustration was left in the room.
Plantz, who only sighed, not smelling Renieri, hurriedly walked out, and Reric followed behind him.
“Jan. Did you get your bracelet back from your brother?”
“No, you didn’t give it to me.”
“still?”
“Yes. Not yet. I don’t think it’s mine. They gave it to me to use, but they always take it away.”
“Oh no. Should I just buy you a new one?”
“Yes. Just buy me a new one.”
“Okay. I’ll buy it for you when I get back. I’ll even draw a picture of a baby elephant for you.”
“Prince, you can’t draw.”
“I’ll try my best to draw it.”
“yes.”
“So don’t sulk.”
“yes.”
There are four of them, two of them leave, and the voices of the beautiful prince and the baby elephant linger in the room where only the two of them are left.
“How’s your arm? I couldn’t even look at it properly earlier.”
“It’s all better.”
“Are you in a lot of pain? Shall I scold Leah?”
“Of course it hurt a lot. Please say something.”
“Yes. I will definitely tell you.”
“Yes. Definitely.”
“Yes. Definitely.”
Since I woke up early, I relaxed for a while.
* * *
I didn’t get much sleep in the morning.
Because of this, I always gave Den a hard time.
A long time ago, when Den, who had not yet become a high-ranking servant, was younger than Calian is now. I’ve seen people suddenly open their red eyes as they force themselves to get up, or pinch their thighs to stifle a yawn.
I didn’t say anything special to Den. I don’t pay much attention to it, so it’s okay to come slowly. I didn’t say anything like that.
“Are you awake already, sir?”
But Den never said this.
I knocked on the door on the 5th floor after preparing diligently to somehow get up faster than the prince I was serving, but not once did I have a face full of meaning, ‘What are you planning to do that you’re already up?’
“Then. Why not?”
“… No, sir. I’m sorry.”
Randel, who had been silently looking down at Count Varzian, Fabian’s lord’s representative, who bowed and answered calmly, turned his head. And then I looked at the light green eyes reflected in the newly dark window.
‘He closes his eyes.’
When asked what Plantz says when he gets angry at his subordinates, Kirie responded as follows. Although he doesn’t know Plantz’s every move, he said that what he has seen and heard about Plantz has always been like that.
‘You mean to endure it?’
‘That’s right.’
Where did they leave all their temper tantrums, which had been fighting so vigorously that they invaded the 5th floor and even broke the windows? Landel looked away from the unknown person on the fourth floor and opened his mouth.
“What we talked about yesterday.”
“You mean yesterday?”
“Yes. Yesterday.”
“Nothing has been confirmed yet, sir.”
Everyone knew that Gray Brisen was in constant contact with Prince Randel. In addition, there were rumors about the fact that Serjan personally sent a letter saying that he wanted to deepen his friendship with Randel.
It was spread widely thanks to Calian, who was concerned that Randel might be harmed by himself or Plantz’s forces. This was to let people know that Randel also had a support base.
So, Fabian probably hasn’t given up hope yet.
Randel said it’s not too late. I think he will be able to ascend to the throne. Although Gray Brissen is detained in the palace, Brissen will not stumble, and it will not be long before Randel’s position will be firmly established again.
That kind of delusion.
“I remember what I ordered.”
Randel, looking down at Fabian’s ever-loyal lord representative, asked quietly. Count Varzian raised his head for a moment and answered.
“of course.”
“What did you say?”
“You mentioned Rashid Briesen.”
Speech is not fast and there is little pitch in the voice. Instead of a light laugh, his eyes are sharp. and.
Do not hide your displeased expression.
Don’t intentionally hide it or force a smile.
The nobles of Whitlin Estate at least smiled.
Maybe it was because Calian, the lord of the place, was with them at the time, or maybe it was because the nobles here hated Plants more.
“What are you talking about?”
Instead of guessing, I asked again.
Dry, cold, low tone.
Varzian, who did not show much agitation even though something like that was aimed at him, answered.
“Check if there are any circumstances under which Rashid Brissen appeared here. Find out if there is anyone related to Rashid Brissen. And.”
Varzian raised his head a little more.
Then he looked into the light green eyes of the ‘Crown Prince’ who was looking down at him and said.
“If you are hiding Rashid Briesen, bring him out… that is what he said.”
Varzian, who looked at us with eyes that were not rude, spoke.
“But. Isn’t there anything confirmed?”
“doesn’t exist.”
“Did you check?”
“We haven’t really stepped forward yet.”
“Was one night too short?”
“It was short.”
“…… okay.”
‘Planz’s eyes, looking down at Varzian, quietly sank.
‘If that’s the case. ‘I’ll ask you one more question.’
‘Yes, Prince Randel.’
‘What do you do when your youngest child gets angry at his subordinates?’
Calmly remembering Kirie’s answer.
