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

Screams and utterances that were okay were cut off like lies.

The nobles mutter with a white bleached face. The snowflake rolled between the king and I.

The king looks at me with his eyes open.

His face is furious, and he wakes up and shouts, but his body is buried deeper on the throne.

It seemed like I was trying to hide myself on a throne that didn't fit.

I walked to the statue with my eyes closed.

Chuck.

Knights dressed in glorious golden armor lay their hands on the sword sack and surround the statue.

Hardened by tension and concern, I bowed my back more.

A great king who once terrorized the north with tens of thousands of Orcs, but now he is the king of Greenskins who swore to kill miserably and leave him to die for ridicule.

I picked up the king's head and arms, which I turned upside down.

I straightened my waist and looked up at the statue.

There was another king.

I gave him Warlord's head.

The King rebuked me.

"How long are you going to be so proud of that horrible thing! "

His eyes were filled with anger. And it was followed by hatred and contempt.

I used to not understand that feeling.

I didn't know what the master of this body was doing.

It wasn't now.

And he didn't know his sin and his inheritance, so he carried it with him.

Nevertheless, I could not empathize with the king's feelings.

This is the karma of a virtuous father who raised him but did not lead him properly.

An incompetent monarch who had eyes but could not see the shadowy corners.

It was not karma to be borne by a child who had only twelve years of age to complain.

However, the king pretended that both the failure of the great world and the reality of the kingdom that day would come were due to a young boy.

I was not responsible for anything, and I did not correct anything.

I just grumbled and turned away.

I didn't even know my soul was stained with resentment and hatred.

I just hated my young son.

I became obsessed.

The karma of my son who broke three hundred and twenty-three conservative swords and turned the centuries-old world upside down, and the karma of my father who watched over the kingdom for hundreds of years to break a solid shield.

The same goes for this side or that side or the soiling.

But one side didn't even think about looking at me.

I can see that stained soul in my eyes.

I looked at the king quietly.

The power to penetrate only the essence is in my eyes. In front of him, the king's soul reveals its humble folk face naked.

It's not weak, but it's not strong enough to withstand external pressure.

I'm not blunt, but I'm not anxious enough to step up first and promote work.

I'm not incompetent, but I'm not competent enough to handle a big deal.

The snow is not dark either, but it is not bright enough to look around outside the royal palace.

If I had been born at a peaceful time, I would have done enough to achieve my own health.

But a bowl is not enough to overcome a chaotic period.

Perhaps he wore a king's robe that was not fitting, and endured the weight of a crown he could not bear.

and failed, and frustrated, and frustrated.

The arrogant and complacent handling of the last outbreak in the north must have been one of his failures.

"We fought for three months waiting for the reinforcements not to come. "

But it wasn't just a mistake for me.

"Two legions, four thousand troops. Aren't they reinforcements? "

I lost an outsider, and I lost a comrade who laughed and chatted with me yesterday.

"Ten times the soldiers stabbed their spears and killed more than ten fallen Orcs, and only three of them were allies. "

There were a few troops waiting for the king and a few knights who could draw swords at any time.

"There were fortresses of wisdom and valiant knights who stood firm for hundreds of years. "

But the King is still only an excuse.

"The fortress, which lasted hundreds of years, collapsed and all its brave knights died. "

"In the end, I won. Didn't you call yourself a warrior? "

"If victory is only a wound, it will be victory. "

I will no longer listen to excuses.

"But I will never shed blood for such a victory again. "

And the king, who had multiplied the meaning of my words, arose and spoke to me.

"Go, don't you dare say it's a pierced mouth! Do you know what you're saying?"

When I saw the king using the evil whale, I shot him cold.

"It means I will never fight alone again. "

"What?"

I turned away from the King of the Hard Face.

"There is no noble family in the Kingdom that has not sent a request for support! "

With an exciting face, the nobles who had been watching the King's arguments fell down in amazement at my sudden complaint.

"Who here has responded! "

None. None at all. I didn't even get one reply.

"What did you do while we were fighting! "

I heard voices of repression everywhere.

It's too far. There was no one to lead the troops. I was sick at the time. I didn't hear from the messenger.

There was no excuse to discriminate between any of them.

"I'm not going to take that as an excuse. "

I declared towards them.

"If you do not help, the North will not fight in the future. "

"You! Let's hear it, you're not arrogant! If you don't fight, you'll open the gates and let the monsters through! "

I heard the sound of communication behind my back.

"Why not? "

I turned my head and asked the king.

"Whose front are you turning your back on and saying! "

I turned around.

"What! Who gives you such authority and spits out such delusions that you are a moor! "

"Qualification..."

He looked straight at the king and said,

"Commander of the 3rd Battalion, the chief of the Balahard family, who encompasses the North. "

"What?"

"Would you be qualified as an Authorized Representative? "

"What does that mean..."

"If you were delegated the authority of the Seventeen Families of the North Rhinelandes, would you be entitled to speak here? "

The King opened his eyes and saw the lords of the north.

"God, Berthe of the Shrthol family, has transferred all rights to His Royal Highness. "

"God, Guinness of the House of Huron, has transferred all rights to His Royal Highness. "

"God, Anders of the Astane family, to the First Prince..."

The Northern lords kneel in unison.

"Well, what. "

The king repeated the same words several times with a completely insane face.

"Do you still feel unqualified? "

The answer was not heard. The King, frozen in a sudden situation, seemed incapable of answering me.

It was pathetic.

I turned the king back and shouted to the nobles again.

"We're just fighting together! Is that so hard? "

The nobles only rushed to avoid the eyes and did not answer.

"I will tell you. This is my last chance. "

He looked at the nobles who were smoking, as if he could hear nothing.

"Send one of your immediate family to Winter Castle. I don't care if you're older or youngest. "

"What does that mean..."

"They will be officers and serve for a period of time in the Winter Castle."

That's ridiculous! "

"Unacceptable! "

But seeing that I knew my cub was precious, he seemed equally incompetent, at least better than the King.

I look at their faces, and I hear the sound of coughing behind me.

"Hmmm."

It was Montpellier.

"There can be no other ambassador to the kingdom. "

Suddenly, the nobles became puzzled.

"It would be a valuable experience to strengthen the defence of the North, family, and even more to lead the kingdom, because I don't understand why I only see it so negatively. "

I said it around, but at least no one here could understand Montpellier.

"I can assure you, this time, the outbreak in the North has made the Emperor's mind really great. I was also heavily reprimanded for not taking a proper look at the plight of my friend. If the same thing happens again next time, your friend, I, Montpellier, will be in real trouble. "

I didn't even tell him to, but Montpellier sold the Emperor's name.

The effect was so good that I felt bad.

The nobles, who were revolting like they were falling, became deaf and ate honey, and began to look at their eyes.

When I look at him, I feel upside-down.

I think I weigh more on what other ambassadors say than on the prince of my country.

I erased one number again in my mind.

"I have heard that the north is too fertile for the land to be abundant. So why don't I share their burden in a different way by partially funding the military costs they have to bear? "

An unnamed nobleman asked Montpellier. Other nobles sympathize with him and make fun of him.

"I don't know why you're asking me that, just another ambassador. "

Montpellier glanced at me, saying so.

"There are parties that have made comments. "

The nobles' faces were pale in blatant words.

Looking at that white face, I said,

Hedgehog.

He smiled.

The nobles were completely distracted, and the king was also unconscious.

There was still no one to open their mouths, even though time passed.

The nobles did not look well because they suddenly sent my precious cord to their limbs, and the king did not understand my sudden actions in his own way.

I thought I'd give the ball away to fill my appetite.

Even the secret knight of the royal family is ruined.

But I wasn't a wreck.

What I was hoping for was not just a generous prize for the King as good as good.

I saw the nobles.

Now they will have to give me one of my precious blood vessels, or the wealth that I have been waiting for.

If you give me my child, I will make them support the North with Volmo, and if I give them money, I will make them spend at least the cost of my son's life.

Of course I didn't think they'd follow.

It's time to pretend that the Empire is terrified, but as soon as they return to the castle, they will change their faces.

Instead of a precious child, he could be deceived by both of them, or he could be a worthless handyman to give up the kind of doom they gave up.

That way the North has nothing to gain.

I had to get them to come up with a bloodline that really stopped them.

I finally had a bait to make them give themselves a golden child.

I sent Montpellier a snowflake.

"Having failed to look properly at the last outbreak, I am also an ambassador to a friendship that has no two kingdoms. So I feel some responsibility for the past outbreak, and I want to make sure this never happens again in the future. "

The King looks at Montpellier with a bloody face. I knew what he was trying to do again, and I had a headache.

However, Montpellier was not here today as an ambassador to the Empire, so at least what he said today was of no benefit to the Kingdom here today.

"I will restrict the opening of the Royal Horse Tower, which was sealed in accordance with the treaty by the authority of the Ambassador of Sovereignty granted to me by His Majesty! "

The king, who was staring at Montpellier with a tired face, stood up.

"Say it all again! "

"I will unlock the seal of the Kingdom Horse Tower to the third floor, and I will also temporarily unlock the training of wizards and combat magic training that was limited under the treaty. "

"Say it again! "

"Hard work. The Kingdom is now able to train up to three circles of wizards. "

The king trembled at the shock.

But it's still too early to impress.

"This is an official matter approved by His Majesty, and His Majesty the Emperor, who counted the great archaeological sites of the northern part of the Kingdom due to the last outbreak, has also granted permission for the construction of a new Horse Tower. "

Now the king is about to faint.

It's amazing that the seal of the Horse Tower has been lifted, but it seems unbelievable to say that even the construction of the new Horse Tower will be allowed.

"The construction location of the new stable is limited to the northern bank of the Rheintes River, and the authority for its construction and management is given to His Royal Highness Prince Idrian Leonberger. "

The King opened his eyes and looked at me.

No, not only the King, but all the nobles here were looking at me.

I think the horse tower was a better bait than I thought.

When you see them with their faces like a dog looking at a bunch of bony bones.