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

"Soowool!"

Gurwain shouts.

"Bring me a drink! "

I shouted as I banged down the table, but the owner didn't even look at him, even though the salary for cleaning the table had been increased and the money had been counted.

It's because the strong force of the drunk Guerwain wasn't just yesterday or today.

Damn it. How did I end up like this?

Giawyne falls on the table and breathes roughly.

A few years ago he was not such a mean man.

With the king's swordsmanship in his hand, his proud mission in his heart, and his body hidden in an abandoned fortress, he never forgot his will.

It was just a time when the glorious day promised to the great world was waiting to come.

But what awaited him was not glorious glory, but sheer despair.

One day, the king came to the abandoned fortress.

The king was not alone. I had two handsome boys by my side.

And he said, "I will prepare my sons for the future of the royal family, or for the future of the royal family."

Curious eyes on a sore face. It resembles the queen rather than the viceroy.

I didn't feel the firearm, but he was a pretty boy, just like his peers.

Unlike my younger brother, the first impression of a prince was very mediocre.

By the way, I never thought that ordinary boy would put the Hundred Years of the Kingdom in the gutter.

I spent three months battling abandoned forts. It was definitely the third month.

Shortly after I left the fort, I heard footsteps everywhere. And thousands of troops appeared.

Among them, the golden lion's flag, which symbolizes the Leonberger family, was swirling.

There was a king and there was a prince. And there was a line of hateful empires.

And the king said,

"The... faction... all of you... kneel..."

As soon as he heard the king vomiting blood, Guerwain and his companions noticed the situation.

I know the Great Territory has failed. I know the Empire has noticed their existence. And by the ambassador, I know that the one prince who smiles unaware and sunny is the motto of all things.

Gurwain and his colleagues set their minds.

I salute the royal family of Leonberger.

In his mouth he sold the king as an armed man, and he was unclean, not the lord of the kingdom.

That was the only way the royal family could reduce the vineyards even a little.

They did not resist.

All the soldiers who stood here were soldiers of the Kingdom, but only the regulars of the Kingdom were injured.

Since the evil empire dog did not resist, he surrendered quietly. Why don't you give him a small amount to break the loop?

Guerwain and his companions would rather not accept this.

But the king accepted Gear's offer to spare even his life.

And the three hundred and twenty-three knights, including the giant Wayne, severed the chain with their hands.

Terrible pain, but real pain began that day.

I lost the ring I had been polishing my whole life and became a wasted man in the morning.

The shards of the broken loop become sharp rubble, making their interior a mess.

I couldn't sleep without drinking for a day in the pain of being robbed.

I heard about the kingdom as I was sober and wasted.

I heard the news of the king and the prince's discord, and the news that the prince had come just before the ruins of all kinds.

Soon after, I heard that the prince left for the North with my outsider.

Soon, the story of the outbreak of discovering the North began to circulate on the market.

The Gift of Ballerhard is dead and the shield of the kingdom, Winter Castle, has fallen. The Northern Territory has become a total mess, and the prince has summoned the survivors to defeat the Orc King.

It was at that time that the one prince who was once called "the spoil of helplessness" was born.

The Savior of the North, no matter how stubborn.

Giawyne snorted.

But not as much agitation as I thought.

He thought he didn't even have the strength to be angry.

Funnily, Guerwain was furious when the royal grant was given every month.

Giawyne wasn't stupid. I didn't know what that meant.

The royal family finally decided to completely forget themselves.

"Damn it."

He swears at the owner of the bar who doesn't come, no matter how he calls, and rises from his seat. The twister walks out of the bar and pees on the wall, and I feel the back of my back.

"I don't know who it is, but I found the wrong person. He's nothing but dust. "

"Is it you, Gustave Gustave? "

Giawyne replied without even looking back.

"I don't know anyone like that. "

"His Royal Highness sent me. "

He stiffens as he is.

"Your Majesty has respectfully invited you. "

At the end of the day, Gagwayne swung his hand.

"He saw the wrong guy. "

He denied his identity, but it didn't work for the poltergeists.

"Let's go. "

That's how he was drawn to the north.

The North was too different from what I thought it would be.

I thought it was a portrait. Not at all.

Clearly, there were signs of violent fighting and massacres everywhere.

But the people were really lively.

The men who defeated the weapons overflowed everywhere, and the lords' soldiers tormented them. As if he was preparing for war, Guerwain froze.

The entire kingdom was shrinking the control that was being observed by the empire, and this place was like no other world.

"The Northerners no longer believe in kingdoms and nobles. They decided to protect themselves. "

A man who revealed himself as an intermediate mercenary of the Silver Fox Mercenary Corps said.

"The lords saw it? "

"They wouldn't have joined the family if it weren't for you. Your Majesty has already authorized the arming of the people, who dares to dispute it? "

Giawyne kept his mouth shut.

Even though he had no power to be angry, the prince still remained the same as the Reverend.

But as he passed the northern territories, he had to hear the story of the One Prince countless times.

The people who had recognized the silver foxes wished to stay at my house one way or another. And every time, thanks flowed from their mouths to the one prince who had exhausted the army of the Orcs who swept north, and the silver foxes unmistakably stretched out the battle in the winter castle and the battle in the middle like dancing tales.

"I knew that you had bad feelings for me. But I advise you not to hesitate. At least as much as in the North. "

In the words of the Silver Fox, Guywain did not answer.

And finally arrived in the winter castle.

He had been able to reunite his colleagues there for a long time. I was drawn somewhere by the silver foxes before I even solved the feelings of the reunion.

There was a prince.

There was no pain in her breasts, and there was no curiosity or playfulness in the boy's appearance.

The prince, who met again, became a complete young man.

Looking at his wounded face, Gianwayne felt an unparalleled emotion.

The first thing I felt was anger.

"You're wasting your time. I won't find it again, so go back. "

The next thing I felt was a sense of contempt.

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

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

Anger was amplified by repeated mockery.

"What glory did you come here to see? "

And I felt confused.

If I'd died that day, I wouldn't have lived so differently. What's so scary and what's so foolish that I'm still alive without dying.

And why did he come here? Why are the other colleagues here?

The prince promised me monetary compensation. I even bowed my head, even if I didn't mean it.

A lost ring, a dead soul. Things that aren't worth a penny in front of them. Mack is in love.

Until then, Gagwayne didn't like to take revenge.

Then the First Prince blamed him.

"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! "

He was furious again.

All the world was falling apart, but not as much as one prince.

I was turned upside down by greed, insult, shame and anger.

"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? "

When I woke up, I saw myself holding the sword.

He ran to the prince as if his companion were possessed, and then rolled out onto the floor.

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

The moment I saw that blatant mockery, my eyes turned upside down.

I ran and got shot.

"I'll wait for you."

1 The prince looked at him and his companions who had been brushed to the floor and said,

I'll wait until I can put Mana back into the sword.

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

If you can't make a loop, put Mana in your heart.

Then I made the conditions.

"Fight for the kingdom, not me. "

I had no intention of passing on the same sentiment.

Not until the first prince puts the empire in his mouth.

The prince was laughing if he could get revenge, fight the Empire, and ask for the price of sin.

Crazy. Crazy as hell.

I couldn't let him dominate the kingdom. The man who sold the future of the country could not let him discuss the future of the kingdom.

Yes. I'll collect Mana anywhere, whether it's a heart or a camouflage. And I will avenge the last humiliating day.

As he made a pledge, Guerwain was lost.

I thought I didn't have anything else to burn on, but I think I still have something to burn.

Even though it was an ugly feeling that was incomparable with the glorious mission of the past.

And that day, Gianwayne was able to fall asleep without drinking for a very long time.

Colleagues continued to flock.

When all the fiery warriors met only one prince, they returned to become a fiery flame. I was beaten to death, and I was beaten to death.

They poured out that heat to restore their bodies.

It was a lowly technique that I would never have heard of before, but now was not the time to really cover up cold and hot rice.

Funny enough, it was the first prince who taught them that.

I held a stake to those who carry swords to stab me in the back.

The giant Wayne could not understand the thought of the prince. But I didn't care.

No matter what the prince thought, he could only regain his vengeance.

To the empire, where the king made the knight, the knight, deny the king.

And to the smuggler who made all that happen.

But that wasn't right now.

I saw and felt countless times as I came to the north, and felt even clearer after coming to the winter castle.

Tell the Northerners what a prince is.

The hatred of Han and his clerk remained, but Guerwain and his companions were not selfish enough to pretend they did not know the Northerners to avenge the savage grudge.

If they were, they would not have been drawn as articles for the majority in the first place. If they had, they wouldn't have given me my ring so bluntly that day.

Perhaps the First Prince was also trying to take advantage of that fact.

Of course I couldn't be sure.

How can I guess what I'm like?

But it was clear that Guerwain and his colleagues could not turn their backs.

So they thirsted deeply for hatred that would not be diluted, and kept the vengeance of the mighty afar off.

And before that, I had to regain my strength. Revenge was the next thing.

Whenever you turn the Mana around, the pieces of the broken loop swing all over you. He recalled the humiliation and sorrow of that day in the dreadful pain of a sharp blade stirring in his body.

I'm having such a crazy day, and the prince made a crazy offer.

"If anyone wants, they can go on royal voyages. "

Gurwayne and his colleagues were in conflict.

Thirty of the thirty-six knights applied to the royal procession.

Some of them wanted to see the king again in Monvalchi, while others wanted to be drawn to the royal palace by just vague emotions.

Guerwain was also one of those who participated in the royal procession with such motives.

Between two hundred rangers in the winter castle, Gurwayne and his companions followed the back of a prince who was ahead of me, escorted by spearheaders in black armor.

Numerous people joined during the passage of the north.

There were chiefs of the Northern family who only knew their names, and chiefs of the Military House who had never heard of them before.

However, apart from the high and low stature and reputation they had, both the extreme respect and example they saw for the prince were the same.

What about the people?

Every time I went through the city, there was tremendous hospitality.

No one was reluctant to visit them, not even one of the northerners who welcomed the Prince and his men. Extreme hospitality and worship.

One prince was like a king who reigned in a distant world called the North.

That situation was also true in Central Asia.

Earl Branburg came out in front of the bridge that connects the north and the middle of the body and struck the first prince.

Not as much as the Northerners, the Earl's hospitality and respect were also significant.

Gurwain and his companions sighed.

Seeing such a small sight did not mean that they were harmless. But I had no choice but to feel the weight of the sword.

I traded snowflakes with a heavy heart, and I felt a stare.

The prince who was walking in front of me was looking at them.

Given the emotions and thoughts in those blue eyes, Guywain didn't know anything.

That night, a prince came to them, who camped with the crown in front of them one day.

"From now on, keep an eye on everything that is happening in the Kingdom. "

In an indescribable manner, the giant Wayne could not sleep until the night was gone. Other colleagues also looked down on me.

"Let's go!"

The procession of the north, which ended the camp with a thunderous roar from an article, began to move forward again.

And in the afternoon they finally reached the plain, where the walls of the royal palace were seen.

"The Royal Guard cavalry is approaching from afar! "

As soon as I heard the words of the cavalry in black armor, the armor of the Northern Army that followed the prince and lords rose sharply.

The horsemen who were approaching with dust suddenly stopped speaking.

"Sire! It's an honor to meet you! This is Joe Palail, the 24th Patrol Cavalry member of the Royal Guard! "

One of the cavalry shouted. They're not enemies, so don't be wary. I'll be right there.

"I salute His Royal Highness the First Prince. "

The patrol promoter, who came in dancing, gave a fine example.

"Not far from the crown, the soldiers of the north have a place to rest. "

It was a modest expression, but the meaning was clear.

It was said that the northern army, which had gathered and increased to the crown, could not enter the crown.

Otherwise, it was a reasonable recommendation.

The crown prince was struck by Sari, the heart of the kingdom where the monarch lives, no matter how much the army of the kingdom is.

If they weren't warriors of the kingdom who defeated the remaining monster army.

"Prepare for Sook Young."

One prince said.

"Get ready for bed! "

And the spearheaders and the knights proclaimed it.

"Your Majesty? "

Suddenly, when I saw the northern army unpacking and preparing for the battle, I called out to the prince with a frozen face.

"I'll give you a day. "

The prince said the wrong thing instead of an answer.

"I don't know what you mean..."

"Twenty-four thousand oak heads. "

It's too heavy. It's a dry tone.

"The number of enemies who invaded the kingdom and the number of heads we cut off. "

However, the momentum contained in it was never harsh or dry.

"Article 24 Promotion of Patrol Cavalry in the Royal Guard Palais. "

"Yes, Your Majesty! "

He replied as if the cavalry was completely depressed.

"I will ask you. "

One prince said, looking at such a cavalry.

"Are we the victors who fought for the kingdom? Or is he a herd of Cabal to be wary of? "

"S, the battalion! "

"Then why treat us like a Cabal, not a victor! "

The prince shouted.

"Sin, sorry! "

The cavalry rolls down from the horses, flattening its head.

"I'd rather go back to the North, hiding like a rat. If you will truly welcome us."

One prince said coldly.

"Whether it's an improvement or a victory. Whatever else you do, you will need to be properly prepared. "

A decisive voice that leaves little room for compromise.

"A day. I don't wait any longer. "

The Cavalry Cavalry is on the road in my words.

The prince, who was looking at the direction in which the patrolmen disappeared, kicked his tongue and said,

"The crown has never changed. "

I didn't even know if it was a lament to someone, or whether he had indicated the royal atmosphere itself.

Only the cold face, as if frost had fallen, had made the planting very uncomfortable.

Guerwain and his companions watched the series with a stiff face.