I Became the First Prince: Legend of Sword's Song

Grab it!

The silver foxes are furious and draw their swords.

"Who the hell are you! "

The Cipherian blade is aimed at the corpse's throat. However, the man did not blink a single eye, whether the skin was bleeding or not.

He just looked at me like he was nailed.

"Back off."

In my words, the silver foxes tried to shout something with a furious face. But first I hit the player.

"I don't want to say anything about giving you a drink, so don't be nervous. "

In the first place, the silver foxes, who were only mercenaries, were loyal to me.

They're all guilty of their crimes, so I got stabbed.

"I gave you a drink, but I only gave you enough to melt in the cold. "

"Really."

The silver foxes excused themselves with humble faces.

I swung my hand as if it were annoying. The silver foxes, who looked at me, fled as if they were running away.

I saw the men again. The men also stared at me without losing.

But their anger and grudge didn't last long.

The blue-burning grudge was quickly cooled, and all that was left was a pair of twenty-eyed pupils who had just fallen into sobriety.

Tsk.

I accidentally kicked my tongue.

I'd rather have revengeful earrings than helpless stragglers.

"You're wasting your time. "

I shuddered them more quietly, and said a word.

His eyebrows twitched like a seizure.

There was no motivation and no pride left.

It was really small and small again.

"I won't find it again, so go back. "

In spite of what I said, they didn't stand up.

"Why don't you go? Do you want some spare time? I'll give you plenty."

The faces of the men who seemed to have been insulted were distorted.

"Ah. If you want an apology from me, give it up. I have no intention of apologizing. "

Now I swung my hand as I saw the men swirling away.

"Then why the hell..."

The man who stood in front of me took his mouth off. How could I see your face without drinking?

"They called us. "

A voice filled with shame and booze.

"What the hell did you expect to do? You called us! "

There was anger in it.

"What did you want to see! What the hell were you thinking? "

But even this time, the company's anger didn't last long.

"Why did you call me..."

It seemed helpless, as if there was not even fuel left to burn the fury.

"Why the hell are you..."

"That's the unit price. "

There was nothing more to hear.

"I want you to do what you have to say. "

I swung my hand. But they still didn't move as if they were nailed to it. So I moved.

"What the hell did you call us for?! "

The evil cry was heard behind my back.

I stopped walking and looked back.

"On the contrary, I will ask you. "

They looked at each other with despair or anger or emptiness.

"What glory did you come here to see? "

One of them muttered in my words. But before I vomited that meaningless grudge, I said first.

"Did you expect an apology? Then I'll do it.I 'll give you a little apple. I'm sorry. I sold you to the Empire. Because of me, you have become garbage in the gutter. I'm so sorry."

When I even bowed my head, the men opened their mouths and became a dark face.

"Or do you want a monetary reward? Okay, like I said, I'll take care of it. Don't worry about money for the rest of your life. "

I looked at them like that and read them.

"I received an apology and a monetary reward. Is there anything else you want? Speak here, if you will. I'll hear everything from the line that touches my abilities. "

"We just..."

"Just what? "

"Just..."

"Just what! "

I shouted in frustration.

"I'd rather hide a knife than take revenge! If you're here to blossom a sword on the back of a piece of garbage that sold the future of the kingdom!"

I wouldn't be this disappointed if I did.

"Because of you, we even lost our strength! "

Their eyes changed.

"You are a sinner who sold the future of the country! You are a sinner who has broken three hundred and twenty-three knights! You!"

I remembered their eyes flashing like a cypher.

"A garbage that should never be king! "

"What right do you reproach us for! "

"It is you who have sinned! Why should we be treated as sinners! "

Unlike a little while ago, this time the fire was burning properly.

"If it weren't for you, we'd always be in the forefront of the kingdom! "

The more it grows, the more it grows.

"Don't bullshit me! "

I even denied it.

"If it wasn't for you! Because of you! Is that all you know to say? "

Living eyes stare at me.

But I drove them away without pity.

"Can't you do anything about losing a ring like that! Without Mana, you're not knights! "

"We spent our whole lives..."

"Shut up! Listen to me! "

He cried out, grasping the inner collar of the man who was screaming for evil.

"Are they all garbage, not knights! Those without Manas don't even have the strength to fight! "

The Rangers of Winter Castle gave their lives like a rooster against a few times as many troops as they did without Mana. When his leg is cut off, he crawls and fights. When his arm is cut off, he bites his dagger and fights. One of the rangers who blew himself under the wall at the last minute, no one was holding the Orcs.

The fact that their blood and tears did not permeate the manna did not degrade its value.

"Three hundred knights! How many Badges does the Empire have? Ten times or more? Yes. When you fight, you can use your strength to deplete Mana. So you guys are going to back off because you don't have Mana, and I have no power to fight! "

My naturally released horror has taken pictures of my men.

"It's an ulcer!"

The men hurried their legs and held on to the end.

"The Knight has a Knight! Soldiers have soldier skills! I didn't say which one of them was worth more! No, before that! "

The man's voice struck me.

"You don't deserve to say that! "

When all the people of the world finger themselves, you shouldn't do it alone, and the man cries out in the face of evil.

Fucking Mannani's original sin.

As they say, as long as I live as Idrian Leonberger, I have no right to rebuke their helplessness.

"That's right. I don't deserve it. "

Nevertheless, I kept talking.

"So I'll ask you again. What the hell are you here for? Are you here for an apology? "

"I didn't want to come. I didn't want to see your face. But the men you sent didn't listen to us. "

The men asked if you were the one who forced him to come.

"All right. I'll give you a chance to get revenge. "

I clapped my hands.

A visit was held, as I waited. And beyond that, rangers and Vincent appeared. It was they who were immediately detecting the commotion and waiting at the door.

"Your Majesty..."

Vincent asked me if I was okay with the snow.

He nodded and said to them,

"Give them the sword. "

"Your Majesty!"

"I don't say it twice. "

In my words, the rangers and knights untie the sword that was hung on my waist and lay it on the floor.

"Go, and don't come in until I call you. "

Vincent, who was looking at his men alternately for a while, looked down and left.

"Listen to the sword. "

The men danced and picked up a sack of the sword on the floor.

"Here is the sinner who broke your ring and sold the future of the kingdom. Leaving it as it is, the sinner may become the next king. Isn't it horrible? "

Murdered in the eyes of the men.

"Why did you hesitate? "

The men who grabbed the sword surrounded me rather than looking at each other.

One of them snatched it and ran to me.

A crude blow from a drunken, grumpy body, and I put a flower punch in the waist of the corpse without a crowbar.

"Ugh!"

The man who got hit by the flank of the store rolled around the floor.

"I said give it a chance. I didn't just say I'd give it to you. "

In my words, the men fixed the sword again.

"Argh!"

A scream like a monster burst out. The men rushed towards me in a moment.

And I beat them all up.

The men got up a few times and ran back to me. Every time, I hit them a few times and lay them down.

* *

"Profit."

The man who became bloody insisted on getting up with all his might. I looked at him quietly and kicked his side.

"Ugh!"

The man who kicked his side threw up groaning with a crouch.

"Tsk. That's too bad. "

I laughed at them.

"Even if it was just a ring, it was just Mana! "

I felt as though the man who stretched to the floor was cylindrical.

I couldn't stand the fact that I was mocked and beaten by the enemy.

"Yes?"

He looked at them like that and asked.

"If only Mana could avenge me. "

They didn't answer.

"Then I'll wait for you. "

He just stared at me with grudging eyes.

"Until you can put Mana back into the sword. "

"That's horrible. How far are you trying to insult us? "

Someone said.

I understood that ten-minute cylinder. I also heard that once the ring is broken, it can never form again.

"Was it only the manatee of the Ring? "

I plucked Earth, and I blew Mana into the sword. I put out before them a sword that was entangled in the sword.

"Neither am I the Knight of the Ring. "

Even if it's a lowly technique for mercenaries to learn, it won't be hard to get revenge on one of me.

"Do so with this evil. "

Collect such manas.

"If you don't want to see the trash you sold your country to be king. "

My words reminded me of the first light in their eyes.

It wasn't a very favorable light for me, but I was better able to see it anyway.

"But! there are conditions. "

"If you're asking me to fight for you, stop it! "

Even before I took the horse out, the men said it was bi-directional.

"I don't even want to. "

How can those who have grudges fight for me? I had not been expecting

"Fight for the kingdom, not me. "

"stretching the ulcer to the end..."

"You've been struggling to fight. "

Said to the man shouting.

"The Empire is against you. "

The men who loudly poured out their greetings shut their mouths for a while.

"I'm getting my revenge, I'm fighting the Empire. If only you could ask me the price of sin. "

Seeing them like that, I said,

"Isn't that the first trimester? "

* *

The men were sent out again to the rangers who had received my call.

Vincent sighs as he gazes at the bloody interior.

"Did you really have to do this? If we had time to find it, there would have been a better way. "

Vincent, who grew distrust of the kingdom in the last war, did not hear of my past, nor was he agitated at all. I just expressed my concern about why you are trying to go the hard way.

"Some wretched bastard lost his ring and became an ordinary 20,000-year-old. Vincent, would you forgive me if I were you? "

Vincent sighs and shakes his head.

"Now we've come too far to make it work. "

In a few words, I couldn't solve their grudges because of the poor reputation they had achieved in the north.

Moreover, it is not a sin I have committed. But it's more than the karma you have to carry on living with this body.

The contradiction that no consensus could be found, so I pondered and decided.

I will bear my burden, but I will not bow down and forgive you for the sins I have not committed.

In the first place, the forgiveness of sins I did not commit was merely a deception interwoven with falsehood and hypocrisy.

I will put everything back in place.

If you have to bear someone's resentment and hatred in the process, you will be willing to bear it. The circle and the knights of the royal family are only one of them.

They didn't have to fight for me.

Those who have offered their unfailing allegiance to the royal family until the moment they cut off the ring will find a place for themselves.

Even though the power is avenging and increasing towards me. Even if the sword that grew up eating the feelings of the clerk after the job was over.

Until then, the sword will remain with me, their enemy and their empire.

"But wouldn't it be too dangerous? If they really run to His Majesty in this evil pile of manna... aren't you worried that the chosen monks from the royal family are carrying swords? "

It was as Vincent said.

Through the power of judgement, they learned why the royal family expected them. Since they were all talented above Grade B, the loops they lost at that time would never have been less than three.

They pile a manatee in the heart. Only by driving grudges against me.

"Three hundred knights are certainly a tremendous force. "

Three hundred knights rush toward me as they spill their stalks. My eyes are full of revenge.

But why? That's not what I was expecting.

Vincent, who saw my face, shook his head.

"If you stand still, your charge is not normal. "

I just chuckled and laughed.

* *

The silver foxes who had left the north were returning in a hurry. And every time I put a flower knife on my back.

All together three hundred and six.

All the secret articles of the royal family were gathered together in winter, except for the seventeen, whose deeds were perverse.

None of them had a grudge against me.

It didn't matter.

The path I have to take anyway is the path of tyrants, not wise and rebellious holy men.

There will be countless flows of blood until a rotten kingdom is born.

And that much resentment and hatred shall be upon my shoulders.

Three hundred and six swords will be added. What does that matter?

I handed them the high manna heart without hesitation.

I saw that Mana Hart that Royal Knights used to escort from the bloodline of Leonberger 400 years ago.

A sword used to protect Leonberger's bloodline in the past, and this time it was really foolish to be aiming for Leonberger's bloodline.

But their enthusiasm and talent was never funny.

Soon after they received the doctrine and breathing technique, they succeeded in forming Mana Hart in their bodies.

"Damn talent suck. "

I had no choice but to use it.

Then, as he stepped up his strength in the north, Marquis Montpellier contacted him.

You're all set.

His heart began to pound.

Come and get what you deserve.

It was time for the king to go back there, as though he had been driven out.