How To Live As The Enemy Prince

Cha Seo Hyeon - 자서현

Chapter 13.1 - First Meeting

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Episode 3: First Meeting – Chapter 13.1

Calian stared straight into Alan’s calm eyes. While the prince stood silent, what he wanted was clear. He wanted to have a conversation.

It was disrespectful for Alan to be in a higher position than a prince from another country, and so he dismounted from his horse.

Calian could see Alan’s face clearly now and was quite surprised. He had heard that the mage was in his fifties, but no matter how he looked at the other man, he seemed to be in his mid-twenties. Fortunately, the unique color of his hair, which was darker on the ends, indicated that he indeed was Alan Mana.s.sil. It was only then that Calian realized that the voice at the gates sounded young as well.

He had heard that if one completed the seven circles, one could change their apparent age.

‘I was correct, indeed.’

Calian looked at Alan without concealing his admiration. Alan’s eyes were riveted on that look.

‘He is only fourteen. How does one his age have such a gaze?’

The prince looked at him differently than the guards did. Somehow, it felt like Alan was being a.s.sessed for his usefulness rather than his garb.

Alan bowed his head lightly toward Calian and greeted him.

“Alan Mana.s.sil.”

It was a simple greeting. Alan’s att.i.tude was quite remarkable. No one other than the royal family could greet the prince this way at their first meeting. It wasn’t because Alan didn’t know who Calian was, nor was he playing a simple game. It was because Alan knew himself that he was such a talented being who didn’t have to shrink in front of the royal family.

‘I like this man,’ Calian thought.

It occurred to Calian that Alan’s att.i.tude would not change even if he stood in front of King Rumein. A genuine smile spread across Calian’s face.

“Thank you.”

As Calian had mentioned to Yan, Calian was royal, so he didn’t say his name with his own mouth.

“It is late, so why would you depart?” Calian asked.

He was asking him why he would go back. Alan answered with a pompous voice.

“The door threshold was too high for me to enter.”

That was how Alan described it when the guard rejected him for his shabby clothes. For whatever reason, mages liked to hide their true meaning in their speech. Therefore, in speaking with Alan, Calian had to stay alert and listen to the subtle meanings of his words.

‘I prefer the knights’ way,’ Calian thought, ‘An advance is advance and a retreat is retreat, and they do not shadow their words and and say otherwise.’

However, he was dealing with a mage, so what else could he do?

“The door was open, and you were looking at a place that was closed,” Calian answered with a relaxed look.

It was Alan’s lack of invitation that caused him trouble. Alan looked at Calian strangely. Fourteen-year-old boys did not give that kind of answer. As if he knew what he was thinking, Calian added,

“It so happened that there was a lot of wind, and dust was getting in the threshold. I was in a hurry to block the wind and get rid of the dust.”

He didn’t care if the guard made a mistake to keep anyone out of the way. He would be honest.

Alan’s lips crept upwards in a smile.

‘This child will be interesting to watch.’

With that thought, Alan began to take thorough stock of Calian.

When the mage first saw him, he could sense many hidden layers beneath.

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Then, the smile on Alan’s face faded away a little by little.

“Closing the door won’t keep all the wind out,” he said gravely.

Those were some clever words!

Calian glared at Alan fiercely, and wrenched back his hand. Alan loosened his grip as to not break the prince’s skinny wrist, then took a step back. He didn’t intend to touch the prince anymore.

Calian closed his eyes for a moment and forced himself to quell his anger. He knew that the mage was only trying to check his physical condition.

“Haaah.” Calian heaved out a breath. Alan discovered Calian was sick before Calian could change his mind.

“Yes, I couldn’t stop you. I haven’t been able to use mana since some point,” Calian said resignedly, but he couldn’t keep a note of displeasure from his voice.

Alan nodded. Calian seemed to realize there was something wrong with himself.

But that wasn’t the problem. While they were only talking about mana, there was something else.

‘I just came to see the birthday celebration,’ Alan thought.

He wanted to see how a country ruled by the descendants of a dragon treated mages. As he expected, it was a wretched place, and he planned to humiliate the whole continent right away.

But now he was faced with something he didn’t expect.


Suddenly, Alan’s eyes fell were on the statue of Sispanian, which was erected in the middle of the fountain. The words that had been repeating in the streets all day echoed in his ear.

– The prince resembled Sispanian!

This would be interesting to watch.

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