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

400 years ago, I sowed so many seeds that humans could settle in this harsh land.

He handed over the finest manna hearts to those with the finest qualities, and the finest manna hearts to those who did not.

And they grew better than I expected.

It was they who opened the way for the monsters to reach the Mine Dragon, and it was they who defeated the Empire's army who were aiming for the kingdom of Hositam many times.

I was able to sleep without worrying about them.

But there wasn't.

I woke up in 400 years and there was no one left.

That's why I thought it all went down. I knew that all those who served Muhamun Shi in front of Manah in the ring were dead and left no trace.

I thought it was completely ruined.

"But it wasn't. "

Their progeny have come to the fortress.

* *

When I reached the quarry in front of the gate, I stopped walking without even knowing.

There were soldiers gathered in the furnace to light the fire.

The number of Northerners who realized that the lords could no longer protect themselves increased. They were one of them, too.

And there was a pair of men and women in it who stopped my steps.

Hangouts are humiliating and armed. Even though it is mixed between volunteers who are like a corpse, it is not as bad as a disgrace.

Nevertheless, I was convinced that they were descendants of the old knights who disappeared. I didn't have to use my powers to check.

They have a very familiar and longing fragrance.

"Loyalty!"

The Ranger who discovered me late raised the throne with a heist move.

He was close to me.

Often on patrol missions together, it was now one of the long-standing rangers.

"It's cold, but what are you doing here? "

"I'm watching. "

"The Count has been looking for you. "

"Are they volunteers? Don't worry about me. Do your job. "

When I turn my back, the Ranger smiles with a grumpy face.

But just a moment later, Ranger began to dash his enlisted candidates with a wolf-like face.

"He who can't stand this cold can't even climb the wall! And a soldier who can't climb the wall doesn't need to be in this castle!"

The enlisted candidates only looked at the blind ranger.

"They're dark as horses. Get some fire and stand in front of me! "

How does that make sense? It was an absurd sanitary home.

But instead of going elsewhere, I was unable to take up and sit down instead of the candidates lining up in front of the Huddak Rangers.

Then I casually watched the screening.

"Drop! Next! "

"Fall out!"

The enlistment was so cold that I wanted to go through it. I didn't even ask for a name. If I just wanted to check my talents and organs, I dropped them off without a chance.

It was somewhat harsh, but it was not understandable.

In quantitative terms, Baleard's troops have expanded above pre-war levels with Warlord. Increasing troops could no longer be dealt with by Balahard's finances.

Though the lords of the Middle East have a great reward, it was time to refine it rather than recruit more troops later.

There was no reason to accept him as a soldier unless he really had extraordinary talent.

It is unfortunate that only those who came to become soldiers from afar are aware of such circumstances.

Thanks to you, I could save time.

"Next!"

It was the turn of men and women that I had seen with less strings. The first one was on the man's side.

Now the ranger jaws with a face that even says it's annoying.

A man grabbed the spear.

"Hap!"

The scent of dark Mana spreads everywhere with a grand blend.

I drank the scent of the dark manna.

Ooooooooooooooooo.

The window shivers and shines finely.

The ranger who was looking at the screening with his big face stiffens.

"Gi, were you a knight? "

The man shakes his head and introduces himself as a drifting mercenary.

The same applies to knights or mercenaries who know how to use Aurora.

A ranger who doesn't know what the opponent is capable of. He looks at me with a sob look.

"Name."

I stood up robbing my ass and asked him for a name.

"Gallahan."

The man replied in an arrogant tone.

"I know who he is..."

I touched the Ranger who was about to leave behind. In my words, the ranger shuts his mouth with a hiccup of anger.

"What's your last name?"

In response to my question, a man named Gallahan shook his head.

"There is no surname because it is plain. "

For now, it was the engineering team that made sure the Ranger's warning worked. But the tone is not arrogant.

I felt confident in my skills.

Besides, it's a lie.

Gallahan said he was ordinary. That wasn't the truth.

Others may have known, but I knew.

In the past, I have handed over an award-winning Mana Heart to twelve highly qualified knights.

He sent five of them to the southern border as shields to stop the Empire's army, and seven of them were sent to the north as swords to cut off the monster army.

The shield was called the "Silver Lion" and the Black Lion was called the "Blood Lion".

Until now, the Gift Lion remained the honorable name given to the swordsmen who weaved the four rings, but the name of the Blood Lion remained untraceable.

The man before his eyes must have been the one who drew the blood of the seven lost blood.

I used my powers to check Gallahan's status window.

aptitudes and traits as expected.

I ordered Gallahan to stand by once.

"I'll do the next screening. "

In my words, the Ranger bows and retreats. As I looked, the woman who was with the man came forward with a long bow that was as tall as mine.

"This is Boris. No last name. "

It was a lie, and I knew the truth.

This time, it was not necessary to check the characteristics of Mana. The big longbow she was holding was something I'm familiar with.

It had no appearance, but it was used by a blood lion called the Divine Palace.

The dizzy knights shouted straight through the bow of the Shrine, where they could not pull the protest, and I saw her pull the protest to the end.

Boris, who was just about to protest, looked at me with a frowny face.

"What's the problem? "

She didn't answer. But the fact that he passed the examination before he even showed any skill was an unfortunate face.

"Well, look what I've got to do. I'll go. "

That's what I told the Rangers, and I called Gallahan and Boris apart.

"Now, be honest. "

I came to the warehouse where no one was, and I kept silent to tell them the truth.

"What truth? "

They left Shichimi. It's as if I don't know what you're talking about.

It was a horrible thing. But I wasn't angry with them.

Because they knew why I had to live in hiding.

After the war with the Mine Dragon in the past, the blood of those released from the northern front was put on the southern border.

And they attacked the Empire mainland, not satisfied with defending the kingdom's borders with the sword.

In front of a powerful army led by superheroes who were not just knights, Swordmasters, or Swordmasters, the Imperial Army collapsed with a trick. Until then, the Empire had to endure the humiliation of taking away the eastern capital far to the west.

It was perhaps natural for the Empire to hate the bloody lions more than the silver lions.

When the kingdom was established, its hatred would not have crossed the fortifications and walls of the border, but the kingdom could not even be fenced.

It was a wise choice, in a way, to bury my descendants in the wilderness without even revealing my name.

If they are guilty, they are not weak monarchs, but weak kingdoms.

"But who are you..."

Boris asked with a vigilant face.

I dragged Mana up instead of answering.

Seeing them become more vigilant in their sudden actions, he asked.

"If you had lived by hiding the name of your family, you would have known about the strength of your strength. "

The Mana Hart they had was from me who was a sword.

They also inherited [Heroic Poetry] from the passage of [Myth] made by the Dragon Slayer.

If they said they had inherited both the heart and the poem completely, there was no way I knew which family's energy I was causing now.

The dragon's heart was unique to the Leonberger family.

"Gallahan is here to see His Royal Highness! "

"Boris is here to see His Royal Highness! "

Boris and Gallahan kneel down as expected.

I looked at them with a very satisfied face. It felt like the treasure had walked into my arms.

All that was left was how to roll them and make them worthwhile.

* *

Boris and Gallahan recognized me, but did not reveal my family until the end. It seems that even a good royal identity was not enough to deceive their trust.

A monarch and his bloodline who doesn't even trust the talents of my country.

It was the first edition of the country.

At least they decided to go into the world now, because in the last war I wiped out all those who could be the eyes and ears of the Empire.

I decided to take the time to earn their trust, and for now I assigned them where they could grow best.

In fact, Gallahan's talent was such that Adelia was no match for Arwen.

There was no need to be disappointed. In the first place, his predecessor, the Knight of Advancement, also possessed the lowest skill among the bloodmen by weaponry.

But he had a special talent that didn't exist for other blood donors.

A man who could not even defeat the bloodthirsty lion, who had a bow on the ground, carried his companions on horseback.

That talent also passed on to his descendant, Gallaghan, whose real talent was S grade magic.

Fortunately, the winter castle was a perfect place for Gallahan.

"You don't have a lot of people in your army these days, do you? Bring him up. It'll be worth it. "

I handed Gallahan over to the commander of the Black Spear Soldier who built a revolutionary ball in the battle against the Warlord.

He said there seemed to be a bit of a bluff.

After a few days, I heard that Queon, who interpreted my request somewhat, was rolling Gallahan so horribly, I didn't mind.

Hardship makes a man strong, and the faster he rolls, the faster he becomes.

Such a geometry applied equally to Boris.

She was a natural sniper, just like my ancestors did, and a natural ranger. I pushed her into the Range Patrol and turned the hits countless times.

In a way, I rolled her harder than Gallaghan.

From my point of view, it was natural.

It is only when the Mana of Heart is broken by the Mana of the Ring that it is energized. And she was an archer, and there was no match for the knights of the ring.

She was the most talented person in the world.

Of course, I didn't have the ability to shoot knights in places that didn't look like my ancestors, because she didn't believe in [heroism], not because she lacked the talent.

And poetry is not high enough for monsters in the mountains to make my own.

"Arwen, Bernardo. Hunt big monsters in the mountains with her. "

Arwen says yes, and Bernardo Eli growls. And of course, I ignored Bernardo's complaint lightly.

Boris was tasked with hunting large monsters in the mountains with knights.

It won't be easy.

Ogres and Trolls weren't the only ones who saw each other.

But it wasn't even an impossible mission. All of her amusements were born hunting monsters under the control of a mineral dragon.

If you're lucky, you can write another poem, even if it's impossible until [Hero Poem].

Gallahan also intends to make the Black Spearman run around the entrance to the mountain range as soon as he is ready.

In the next year alone, Gallahan and Boris will become incredibly strong.

Winter Castle was the best place for carpenters.

"Your Majesty, a messenger has come from the royal family. "

I'm trying so hard to roll in the bellies, and a royal messenger has come to the Winter Castle.

"Again?"

It must be Bona Marna's return order.

I have already expressed my refusal several times, and the King is persistent enough to be gross.

This time, I met a royal messenger with the intention of building a proper dialogue.

"Your Majesty, the King knows that you have worked hard in the North. He has asked you to return to the Kingdom quickly in order to spread the word and award a worthy prize. "

Through the messenger's mouth, a message of a tone that was more depressing than before came out.

"Puck."

Of course I wasn't fooled.

As soon as I return to the throne, I will lose everything I have accomplished in the North with my wings broken. The King, who hated me more than necessary, remained.

I had no intention of returning to the royal palace.

"When you get back, tell them to stop looking. "

I was tired of my harsh words and the messenger was white.

If anyone sees it, they think I've been sentenced to death.

Of course, there was a possibility that I would buy the King's wrath if I told him exactly what the Messenger was obliged to tell me.

"Tsk."

After counting the messenger's position, he was moderately pure and told me what I meant again. The conclusion, of course, was that the tone was not the same.

"You must have had a long way to go, so go rest. "

A discouraged messenger stretches his shoulders, and one of the men, who has been standing up until now, pulls out the hood of the cloak and comes before me.

However, the face that was revealed to me was that of a man who did not want to obey.

"Your Majesty, it's been a long time. "

As unpleasant as the top floor was, the impression frowned on the unmated voice.

"I don't know how relieved I am to see you with my own eyes."

Seeing me like that, the dog of the Empire smiled mildly.