The Trash is a Fan of the Little Alchemist

Chapter 10: Master at Bullshit (1)

"We will arrive at the entrance of the Capital in two hours," Cale said.

You pet the kittens who snuggled up to you as you smile at Taylor. The blonde meets your eyes and smiles back.

"Young master Cale, do you know anything about this Royal Event?"

"This is my first time going to the palace. I've only been to a northeastern noble's meeting a few years ago."

Taylor nodded in thought. "I see. The event this time is to celebrate the 50th birthday of his royal highness, the current king. So it's an entertaining event for the citizens."

Cale frowned at the word birthday. In your novel, there was a similar incident when you started out. A disastrous event occurred on the birthday of the crown prince that you had to try and solve.

'Why is it always on a birthday? Can't it just happen on another date? An anniversary or a founding date of something. Just not a birthday.' The trash fanboy pressed his lip into a thin line. When he glanced towards you, he could feel a sense of unease. Without missing a beat, Cale moved his hand over to yours and held it.

Either way, he will prevent such a disaster from happening. Though he didn't want to compare himself to you, he intends to minimize the casualties as much as possible. During your attempt... Let's just say the predicted future happened anyway. Not that Cale blames you, of course, you were still inexperienced back then.

"Seems like an opportunity for you, Taylor." You said. Taylor looked over to you and smiled.

"Yes, and I will make sure to get what I want. But still... You and Young Master Cale should be careful of His highness, The Crown Prince" Taylor leaned forward and intertwined his hands together.

"I'm not sure how to describe the Crown Prince to you..." Taylor muttered whilst looking elsewhere.

You and Cale couldn't help but think of another crown prince for a moment. Specifically Crown Prince Yue from your world. That man was a hopeless romantic with dictatorial tendencies. Cale sighed as he brushed away the thought. That Crown Prince of Yuan doesn't exist here,

No

The Crown Prince of the Roan Kingdom is...

"He is someone with a glib tongue" Taylor's eyes lit up for a moment at Cale's words.

"Ah! Yes, that's right— No, I mean–" Taylor stammered. "You're right. You already know about it."

"It's information that anyone can find if they're interested," Cale said, crossing his arms.

"Of course, but this is the first time I've heard anyone be so blunt about it like you, Young Master Cale"

"That's true. Cale is an honest person," you said. You chuckle to yourself as you shrug when Cale looks at you.

The young master scoffed and closed his eyes. "I don't have any intention of getting myself into any trouble. And if anything were to happen..." Cale smiled as he slightly tightened his hold on your hand.

"I also have a very glib tongue." Cale was grateful for his ability. The Crown Prince tended to stay away from people similar to himself. He just needed to act in a similar way.

Cale exhaled as another memory brushed against his mind.

Your hand unconsciously went to your cravat as you loosened it. The large room suddenly felt as if it was closing in on you.

Breathe...

In...

And Out...