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

One of the two sinners said he would spare only a light one, and the palace white man began to expose the evil of Montpellier.

Montpellier was just listening.

However, just for the record, I started to scavenge the transfer of the royal palace after I thought he was the only one to die.

I enjoyed that absurd exposé and gathered information.

"I worked for my country, but you're not a traitor! "

"Not the one who persecuted the helpless and forced them to follow! "

Soon after, however, the exposé quickly became a prime accusation.

"Where does a man who couldn't even face his eyes dare to make fun of his mouth! "

"Do you intend to brag about it? "

As we watched Montpellier and the palace whip as we drove all the way to Sattadezil, a laugh came out.

There were no such openings.

I never prayed that these sleepy peoples had farmed and deceived the kingdom.

"Your Majesty! That little man is the one who made an innocent charge a hustler and caused you to suffer a collision, so he deserves to die a hundred times, a thousand times! "

When the palace was filled with evil, Montpellier froze.

I was exhausted by the ugly exposé.

"Again."

In my words, Montpellier was white and the palanquin became a sober face.

"Just say that again. "

"That's exactly what I said. Your Majesty. Marquis Montpellier has interspersed you and your Majesty to create chaos in the royal diary. This was to confuse the planting of His Majesty, and to scratch the rightness of the great ruler, and to cause even greater chaos in me."

"So you're saying I'm not a snitch? "

"That's what I'm saying! Your Majesty, you are innocent! His Majesty was persecuted for his sins..."

The palanquin, who was trying to make fun of me, looked at me, and shut his mouth, astonished.

The one who buried something is the one who buried something.

I laughed. I couldn't bear it without laughing.

The laughter of Issacharo spills out, and tears of tears spill through his eyes.

Where else in the world are these plays?

I've spent so many nights pondering how I've decided to live with this wretched man's guilt.

The resolutions of the three hundred knights who wield their swords day and night solely by hatred of me are awkward.

I felt like a clown.

After a long giggle, Montpellier comes to me on his knees trembling.

He told me something, but I couldn't hear him.

I laughed with my chin out, and I heard nothing but tinnitus.

I smiled for a long time and looked back.

The knights who followed me from the Winter Castle were looking at me worryingly.

Arwen, Adelia, Carls and their colleagues. And Guerwain.

I saw the face of the giant wayne.

I thought he'd understand what it's like to play in this pompous village.

But the giant wayne showed no agitation of emotion.

I was just looking at me because it was far away.

Guerwain was not the only one. His companions were also looking at me with the same face.

Mulfatty.

The laughter that burst out endlessly sank like a lie.

"No way..."

At that moment, a mindless thought began to flow into my head.

It must have taken a while.

I was clearly against it.

I don't understand how he recognized us more than that.

I wonder that too.

Having a frozen conversation, I felt like my head was getting bruised.

I looked at them for a long time and laughed again.

"What a timing! "

This time, I smiled as I folded to my waist. I laughed like a really crazy person.

If you do, your soul has changed. How cunning.

Well, it seems like something went wrong...

I think it would be better to change it now.

I agree.

I still shake my head with a smile.

"That's right, uhh. There's no need for that. "

I told them a few times and I didn't need them.

I'd rather not know.

It was only because of my hatred that Gurwayne and his companions marched on to the young instructor and rolled the barracks with mercenaries.

It was also to avenge me that they accepted the technique of Manah Hart, which they learned so easily.

What good is it for them to come and find out the truth?

All you have to do is resent the wrong guy, and you just have to grow self-esteem about the fact that you hate him. You'll only lose your motivation and lose your readiness.

They needed butterflies to reach greater glory through the Mana of the Heart.

Knowing the truth won't be too late after that.

Still touching the frozen cheekbones, I sit back and peck my eyes against the palanquin.

"It was a very interesting story. "

The palanquin clenches his head to the ground, scarcely facing the snow.

"Your Majesty! Please have mercy!"

The bloody palanquin grabbed his jaw and stopped trying to take his head again.

"If you have any funny stories, try again. "

The extreme anger I feel becomes anger and vigor, and I stamp the soul of the palace white.

The repressed soul, the palace white, was halfway out in front of the overwhelming horror that faced him for the first time.

Among other things, there were some ugly stories that were useless to me about a maid in the royal palace, and stories about royalty.

I listened to the story of the unruly palace.

And when I heard all the stories, I couldn't stop being ridiculous.

The vessel of the soul was not the least detrimental to the kingdom by a writer who had not even touched the market barrel.

It was a relatively old thing to subdue the grants that should have been given to Guerwain and his companions and to put them into even greater frustration, and it was only recently that he encouraged the triumphant upheaval.

Somehow I wanted to be weird.

The Three Princes knew how to find my body, which the King had kept hidden, and they started a riot, and that was what he did.

It was he who identified the location of my body and informed the Three Princes, and he urged the Three Princes that when I ascended to the throne, the Princes would never be safe.

I didn't know that the three princes would go to the king's residence with their swords, but it was true that the Saddam did not change because of him.

"Ha..."

Laughter came out of me.

This insignificant predecessor dismantled three Knights of the Kingdom and made a prince of a country die a traitor.

It was unbelievable.

After a long time, the lost palanquin heard stories that were extremely personal and not even wrong.

I pulled the sword and cut off the shoulders of the palace whitewashed like a madman.

The palanquin gazes at the severed arm. I cut off even one of the remaining arms of such a palace.

"Huh? Huh? Aghh!"

Then the palanquin screamed.

I waited for him to scream more and more. He wakes up and waits to see me.

"Your Majesty! Please save me!"

And when he finally regained consciousness and saw me, I gave him a modest death so he could feel the horror of death.

"Your Majesty! Please... take your life. "

The palanquin of Bane's milk snaps like an animal.

Even if I tried to stop the blood, I didn't have an arm, so I couldn't stop it. I bought a palanquin, but it turned out to be immobile.

I turned my head.

"Your Majesty..."

The frightened Marquis of Montpellier is lying flat and falling down like a lion.

I put forward a bloody Earth Day.

"Ugh!"

Montpellier sighs strangely. I wiped off the blood on the day of Earth in Montpellier's clothes.

"Lucky. Montpellier."

Again, I whispered to him as I hunger for the sword.

"This time you were the little one. "

I dug into the bitter smell of blood and found a sour fragrance.

"Tsk."

I turned my back on Montpellier's wet pants.

"Deal with the corpse and send the wagon with the treasure to Fortress of the Wireless Wizard. "

"Yes, Your Majesty! "

"Also, what happened here today will no longer be mentioned among those who were here. "

"I'll keep that in mind!"

Hearing the answers of the knights, I went up to the horse.

Until then, Montpellier was lying on the ground.

"Montpellier."

"Don't, tell me! "

"You didn't think it would end like this, did you? "

He shook his body once.

"All you have to do is save a careless life! Your Majesty!

I've already torn it to pieces a thousand times in my heart. But for the time being, I needed to save him.

At least not until the Horse Tower is complete and the North is ready.

"Come to me by noon today. "

I think I'll cut him off if I keep looking at him. I don't listen to any answers, but I squeeze my back.

Arwen and Adelia, who had not participated in the field cleanup, were on my left and right.

I felt the look on my horse.

Arwen turns her head and turns her head to surprise me more.

"Why?"

Asked if she had anything to say, she hesitated for a while and opened her mouth.

"Aren't you unfair? "

She also knew the existence of my past and Death Knights. And I didn't even know from time to time that the Death Nights occupied the bodies of the Gaulwaynes and Knights.

It seems that I understood the meaning of the gaze and brief conversation I had with Guerwayne for a while because of her.

Seeing her sad gaze, I touched her with a small hand.

A gesture of sign language used by Swordspeople was a simple gesture.

"Your Majesty?"

Arwen, who doesn't know sign language, asked me the meaning of the gesture. Instead of answering, I pushed my back and went ahead.

* *

Soon after he returned to his place, the day was bright.

With Adelia's help, I erased the smell of blood and changed my clothes. Then he went straight to the King's residence.

"Your Majesty."

"Tell me."

A small nod of court knight told the king of my arrival.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the First Prince has done it. "

"Stop. "

I immediately entered the king's residence.

The king looked out the window and showed me only the back of his face.

I didn't ask you anything.

Even though I've been away all night, and I know exactly where I've been.

Perhaps the fact that the family deficit that has been devoted to loyalty across the ages has reached its own generation has only made me feel real, and perhaps it is still a little burdensome to look at my face.

It was clear that the king's planting was not very convenient either way.

"How are they doing? "

The king's question, which he brought out a long time ago, was not about the palace whites, but about the old knights.

"I'm training day and night forgetting to regain the power of the past. "

The fact that the soul is different day and night did not necessarily reveal it.

I told the king that some of them could meet right away if he wanted to.

The king shakes his head, still not looking back.

He seemed to say that the quiet nod was not the time yet.

I didn't recommend it anymore because I didn't intend to force it either.

"If you have something to say, do it. "

After a long silence, the king asked me for help.

It was still a hard tone, but it was unparalleled from the past, when it was cold like the wind in the middle of winter.

But he was just a moment too.

"What did you say? "

I opened my mouth and dreaded the dragon, and the king looked back at me.

Seeing his face hardened as if he was sitting in the North, it felt like winter had come again.

"What are you talking about? "

Up to a sharp twist like a whirling crocodile.

It's obvious that spring comes after winter, but I think it's winter.

I'm glad to see the king pushing me so hard.

"Where are you going? "

The king seemed different to me in many ways.