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

Dwarves and elves did not answer. However, this did not even raise any objections.

I had to.

It had something to do with their long-standing promises.

"This is just to follow the Sunnah. "

A sacred promise made by the heads of the surviving races at the end of the Great War in the distant past.

One of the five pre-eminents representing human beings, the words I left in the world by begging the mouth of postmortem Agnes Bavaria.

"Nymphs go to the forest, dwarves go underground. "

It was part of the Final Declaration of the Great War.

"Yes, that's what I said. "

Turka nods her head in a fierce turn and looks at Sigrun.

Her face was still smiling, but could not hide the unpleasantness that seemed beyond.

Man and Dwarf Nymphs were gathered together, but only the Nymphs were the only losers among us.

A slave, or a livestock, who finally triumphed and became the master of the continent.

Dwarves who retreated on their own to end the war without defeat or victory.

Only the fairies were defeated and strengthened as losers.

For the arrogant elves, that would have been even weirder if it weren't for the history of humiliation.

But I didn't like it, so she couldn't turn my back on me. Even if she was an Elder High Elf, a monster who lived a thousand years.

No, so even more so she could not break the Covenant.

At that time, she was also among the sixty-four high elves named in the Final Declaration.

If she denies the covenant of the servant herself, she will lose a lot.

Because the covenant between those who are high is the same.

As expected, Sigrun did not object to my words. He said he could never be a neighbor to a stinky dwarf, and there was no longer a stiff attitude that seemed immortal to the war.

I just disappeared silently, listening to me without saying anything.

"I thought I'd have to wage a war. Thanks to you, it worked. "

When Sigrun disappeared, Turka laughed and said to me:

"I never thought there would be anyone who remembers the ancient covenant. "

I laughed at him with admiration.

You wouldn't even think that some of the ancient covenants were made by me.

The seeds I sowed in the world were usually like that, so no one knew that I was there, and no one knew that I was involved.

And I didn't know either. I never thought I would see the benefits of the seeds I sow like this.

"Nymphs go to the forest, dwarves go underground. "

He once again spoke of the wording of the Covenant. With my own mouth, not anyone else's.

"Okay, okay. "

Turka got my word.

"I accept your offer, and I will rebuild the kingdom of our people under this earth. "

He felt very good when the problem with the new furnace was halfway solved.

But even though the new furnace might have been settled, the problem with me has not yet been solved.

"Before that, come out and look at the calculations. "

In my words, Turka burst into laughter.

"Cancer! We have to pay! Don't pay!"

Turka was still laughing.

"Our dwarves will never be as godless as the outrageous elves. As you have risked your life for us, I will pay for it..."

But he was only a moment away, and Turka's face hardened.

"Corresponding price..."

A sense of anxiety that disappears and clearly enters its place.

"Can I have ten Mighty Swords from the Mysters?"

Seeing such a turka, I said humorously.

"Or a hundred swarms made by dwarves. "

I kept asking him to bear with my mouth up.

"How much will it cost to buy the grudge of a thousand year old Elder High Elves? "

The face of Turka, who had been stiffened, died quietly.

* *

Now that the business was over, I didn't have to stay.

I went straight back to the fort and held a meeting with Vincent and the brains of the Winter Castle.

"What would you be reluctant to do with the land you're teasing me about anyway? "

The cerebral ministers of the Winter Castle disagreed to make dwarves their neighbors.

Rather, the rumored blacksmiths were excited about being neighbors and were unanimously in favour of the migration of dwarves.

That was the end.

I just borrowed the land to make fun of it, and I noticed that it was the end. No one thought I should be paid.

"You've given me some useless land, so I have to pay for it. "

At least Vincent was a lord and it was hard to mention the price.

"At what cost...? "

"Ten sacks of Dwarfse Prestige Sword! "

It was only a matter of being so petty that it was worth it.

"Oh! Ten sacks of Dwarf Swords! "

"You are also the leader of the Balahard family! "

The officials of the cerebral ministry raised their thumbs and took Vincent for granted.

"Can I have one of those spears? "

"No, if you're a king, you should get about five armor. But there's a thing called Gossip. "

Queens quietly suggested a mix of selfishness, and another knight took the word and spit out my desire.

"I should also include spears and armor. "

A round of applause poured down Vincent's nostrils. The lone cavalry commander claps like the palm of his hand will explode.

"You are the lord, too! "

I laughed ridiculously.

A bunch of distracted people jumping around for nothing.

"Make some money. "

For a long time, the rotten men shut their mouths to my words.

"I can't believe you're talking about a change bag that covers the whole North. "

Vincent stood up and protested at my words.

"You have no idea how much ten Dwarf Blades are worth..."

"How much is it worth? "

"Brother-in-law, I can't even give you a penny. It's incredibly expensive because it's what we call it. "

I didn't even know exactly how much it was worth when I said it roughly. It was just a dream moustache that anyone would want to have, so I noticed that it was vague to think it would be worth calling.

"It's pathetic."

Vincent tried to step on my tarp, but I hit the player first.

"I asked for a great price because I knew you would do this. "

The men of Winter Castle looked at me with an expectation.

"So what did you decide to get in return? "

"Sword, spear, shield, armor. "

"It's not the same as I thought. "

Vincent asks.

"So how many? "

I spread out one finger in a loud voice.

"One at a time?"

I shake my head.

"So what's the heat? "

I shake my head again.

The men of Winter Castle opened their eyes. One of the dogs asked carefully.

"Well, no way..."

"A hundred."

I kept my mouth shut as if my men had made a promise.

"A hundred in total? "

After a while Vincent broke the silence and groaned and asked.

"One hundred each, of course! "

Static flowed again.

"A hundred swords, a hundred spears, a hundred armor. "

After solving it and explaining it a few times, the men took off their mouths.

"Don't be ridiculous! "

"One hundred Dwarves each! "

It was only a matter of time before the sound of surprises mixed with the sound of words.

"Long live the First Prince! "

"You too! "

Until a little while ago, those who praised Vincent's distribution praised me.

Vincent twists Warlock's face. But after that, I began to cheer mixed with others.

What's really important is that I haven't said anything yet.

"There's still more. "

I ran right away and took off the men who seemed to kiss me, and continued speaking again.

"Dwarves decided to take over the construction of the ruined winter castle gates, spires and walls. "

Those who shouted looked at me with confused faces.

"And as soon as the repairs are over, the strongest weapon the Dwarves have will be placed in the winter castle. "

"Choi, the best weapon! "

It became a face that the cerebral ministers would faint.

"But what is it? "

After a while, I asked what the weapon was in winter.

"Artillery. "

The men laughed at my answer. I had no idea what the iron cannon was.

It was natural.

Not many humans knew the existence of this dreadful weapon, which vomits fire and spits out iron, even when Muhammad was in control of the world.

There were very few humans who wanted to talk about the exact power of the Iron Cannon.

And I was one of those very few. I also saw the power myself.

It was the Iron Cannon that took the mineral dragon that flew through the sky and ravaged the expedition to the ground.

"Later, the dwarves will explain themselves. "

I said with a good smile.

I was so surprised to see the men of Winter Castle who saw the power of the Iron Cannon in my eyes.

I don't know, but there's gotta be some guy who pisses on his pants.

"Vincent. Later on, when we demonstrated the power of the Iron Cannon, we were to be at the forefront. "

"Oh! If you give me a chance, it's just me. "

I laughed for a long time, looking at Vincent laughing without knowing anything.

* *

At the end of the meeting, all the cerebral ministers of the Winter Castle took their seats.

"Vincent."

I caught Vincent trying to follow them.

And I told him another price I didn't tell him in front of the people.

"Dungeon..."

Vincent frowns.

Most of the known dungeons in the past were the evil wizard's nest and the Devil's den. Vincent knew that.

That's why he refused to build a dungeon below the campus.

"Is there a reason to build it in our territory? I'm so sorry."

He also said, "I'm not a mole, but there's a reason to build something under the ground." There was a lot to hide and a lot to be proud of.

"You seem to be forgetting. "

Seeing Vincent like that, he said:

"We have a lot to hide, and we have no pride. "

Five hundred knights who are ignoring the treaties and wizards who will be born in the future. And it wasn't just one or two things to hide, like war supplies and all kinds of things that were going to pile up.

Such a dungeon was a necessary place for us. There was no better place to keep a secret than a dungeon.

Besides, it wasn't just security that required a dungeon.

It was only a matter of time before their kingdom was born at the northwestern end of the country, since they had already accepted the migration of dwarves.

And by then, the dungeon will serve as a gateway to the dwarf kingdom of Jesus and Baleard.

If there are supplies to the kingdom, they must pass through my dungeon.

Furthermore, the dungeon will serve as the most covert passage through the entire North, and no one will know it while the soldiers of Balahad pass through the underground passage without snow or snow grabbing their ankles.

There would be such a huge advantage, but it was foolish to oppose the construction of the dungeon just because it was so frivolous.

And Vincent wasn't an idiot.

Vincent, who quickly calculated the military advantage of the underground passage, set his thumb against me.

"Build as many dungeons as you like. "

The chief of the Balahard family agreed, and the dwarves and treaties I coordinated in the middle were born that way.

"I shouldn't have given you as much as a metal cannon. "

No one listens to the complaining dwarf who robbed his pocket as if he had met the opponent in the wrong direction.

And a few days after the treaty with the Dwarves came to an end, an uninvited guest visited my room.

"Sire, leaving your fiancée in front of someone else was never wise. "

An elf came to me, a madman whose planting was ruined by the work of the frontier.

"I was waiting. "

And I welcomed her.

"You mean me? "

I don't know the English, but frowned at her naturally.

"I'm done with dwarves, but I'm not done with elves. "

She looked at me with her arms on. The attitude seemed to be to try to talk at all times.

So I said as much as I could.

"Now that you've stopped the war against the crazy dwarves, what do the elves pay for it? "