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

Lionel Leonberger had a long dream.

It was more of a recollection than a dream, or a lifetime of recollection.

The days of humiliation that have lived as monarchs of the kingdom who groan at the Empire.

A life that I persevered with all my heart, but didn't end up doing what I wanted.

Those were memories that I didn't want to recall, strewn with failure and humiliation.

Nevertheless, when he woke up from his dream, the first thing he felt was a profound loss.

He sweeps the emptiness of the bed with his gloomy eyes by hand.

I only missed the touch of a cold cloth without one warmth.

But he managed to control his mind.

Gildi's long dream is like a repentance to those who end their lives, and I feel even more depressed when I think of the day when I will see her again.

His day began in such a bad mood, but apart from that, his head was strangely clear.

The medicine prescribed by Fish was effective in alleviating the pain of the wound, but did not relieve the pain completely. In addition, there were side effects that the mind was not as clear as dreaming while awake.

I've never had a head like this before.

The headaches and headaches that plagued him all the time after he was crowned were as if he were a liar.

I was full of vitality.

It felt like I was completely reborn.

I thought maybe this was the last glimmer of candles that people were talking about going out.

Not until you see the blurred skin between the birds of clothing.

"Ah..."

Lionel stiffens.

Later, I looked up at my top and opened my eyes.

I didn't see anything.

Three times a day, there was no filthy bandage from which the pus and the true water flowed, nor any black rotting wound under it.

Dothrin's Warlocks are also wounds that gave up treatment at the Royal Palace.

It was a miracle.

He quickly found out who the owner of this miracle was.

"She was right. "

If you hold your breath, you have an elixir to save even those who are on the verge of death, and it wasn't a lie.

Then, it seemed that Ian came to me.

Lionel frowns.

I rarely distinguished between dream and reality.

He wrapped his head.

'It'll be over in no time! Hang in there!'

As I recalled the powerful voice I heard while I was howling like an animal in terrible agony, one or two memories of sleeping in the depths began to rise above the surface.

A horrible loss and pain that I felt the moment something broke in my body.

A raw energy that filled the place again without a bird to awaken.

Dehydration and fullness, a memory that was finally cut off in its conflicting senses.

Then his consciousness reached the boundary of dreams and realities.

'When you wake up, you may be mad at me for wasting your precious medicine. In any case, if His Majesty is different from the past, he may say thank you to me. '

The child's voice, which was heard around the time of the pain, was a clear reality.

'But thanksgiving is not justifiable. '

Somehow, the distinction between familiar and vivid voices was ambiguous.

'As a vow of the Léonberger family, you only did what you had to do, so you just carve a royal vow into your heart and spend the rest of your life. '

And what I heard just before I lost my last consciousness was definitely not real.

"A royal vow..."

In confusion, he recalls the vow of the Leonberger family, which the eldest son in his dream said.

A kingdom built by those who fled from the deportation and terror of the Empire.

The fierce monsters and the harsh cold monarchs.

The words of an oath made by the ancestors of the Leonberger family in front of him.

"I will live as king of the weak. "

The moment I heard it, my heart started to jump with a sudden bang.

Aggravation.

And I ran up to my chest one step late.

Issacro leaked hot heat. It felt like it was on fire in the middle of my chest.

I don't know why, but I'm full of English mothers.

In front of the first emotion I ever felt in my life, the king just took a rough breath.

The heat didn't sink easily.

In this way, I thought my body wouldn't burn.

However, the flames were as abrupt as they had been, and when Lionel regained consciousness, only a mild fever remained floating around.

The heat that was shaking all over me converged into one place at some point.

Somewhere to the chest where the first heat was blooming.

The amount of heat that had gathered like that had not existed from the beginning disappeared.

All that was left was a heavy mass beating like a heart.

"Mana?"

It was a manna. It was also a manna of a completely different trait than what he had before.

The Mana of the Heart.

Lionel, who later realized the identity of the heavy Mana who settled in my body, became a frozen face.

Even though he had no talent, he only weaved two, but he was also a knight of the strict loop.

But when I woke up, the healthy loop disappeared, and a new heart set in place.

If it wasn't embarrassing, it was strange.

But what was really frustrating was not the altered manna trait.

When he tried to call the maid for a change of clothes, even a sweaty top, he stiffened her again.

A mirror that Margarita used in her life, placed not far from her bed, was a familiar and stranger-faced man inside.

He and the other one were just hair color and age.

One more thing was that the guy in the mirror was a little softer.

Lionel raises his hand and touches his face. The silver-haired man in the mirror touches the same face.

He froze. The inside of the mirror also became frozen.

Then I realized later.

It was myself in the mirror.

I didn't know why my white hair turned into mysterious silver and where my facial wrinkles went again. Knock, knock.

I look in the mirror, and someone knocks on my visit.

"Come in."

Lionel hesitated for a moment.

Soon the door opened and the court knight commander revealed the brains of the kingdom.

Flawless.

They swirled their eyes at his transformed appearance.

Lionel frowned at the embarrassment of how to explain the situation.

But it was a worry I didn't need.

Court Knight Leader, Villefeld Crew Member, Kyrgyzstan Prize.

No one asked him about the situation.

"I'm giving you less pleasure! "

I just handed him the words of congratulation with an impressive face.

It's as if you knew everything.

Rather, it was now for Lionel to ask them about his situation.

"What the hell happened? I understand that the child has healed me, but I don't know what sits at the heart of this great joint, and what it looks like in English. "

The court knight commander stepped up and answered his question.

"The prince said, 'He has determined that the two rings will not contain the placenta of Elixir, and thus he has broken the rings and made a new Manahart to make them His Majesty's.' "

It was almost unbelievable.

I've seen the king do to my enemies, but I've never heard of the possibility of making Manahart randomly in someone else's body.

But I couldn't believe it.

The heavy mass felt by his chest was the proof.

"Reduce it, Your Majesty. "

A knight who saw him stabbing a new heart I didn't even know gave me a congratulation.

When asked why, the laborer smiled and replied.

"Your Majesty has obtained the Master and the equivalent amount of Mana. It won't be of much use right now, but if you try hard, when will you get it? "

He was forced to be surprised again.

Even though the lump on my chest is heavy, I didn't realize that much.

But soon he frowned with surprise.

"You talk like I could be a gifted lion. "

"If you have an enlightenment that is right for you, it's not impossible. "

"With my qualities, I don't even know how easy it is to fire. "

Since his qualities were poor and he obtained an equal amount of Mana to the Master, he was not able to break the wall. Therefore, he was only heavy because he thought that the precious medicine had met the owner incorrectly.

"Where is he, the prince? "

"His Royal Highness is restoring his strength. "

Lionel was more self-defensive.

Someone else did a knight who changed the character of Manah in his body, but how little effort he put into it.

I don't know, but I don't know that my body is damp, and I would have poured my hard work into a distant place for the future of the kingdom.

Such an eldest son was considered so foolish. However, on the other hand, I felt that I had used the elixir of Heavenly Treasure without hesitation.

The judgement was so complex that I couldn't easily open my mouth.

I can't help but sigh. Marquis Villefeld smiles softly.

He said that half of the elixir was used for treatment, and the other half was taken care of by the prince.

That was less comforting for him.

"I have to go to the boy. "

As if Lionel were going to the First Prince's womb right away, Marquis Villefeld stepped forward and made a comeback.

"For the time being, you must set out to recover your strength, so you must not find it before you step out on your own. "

Then he added a word.

"You said you would ask His Majesty to finish the rest of the work. "

"My body was so badly hurt that the child who was jerking off to crush my body said, but I couldn't do anything but finish. "

Lionel then turned his gaze to Siorin Kirgayen.

"Prepare to report on everything that happened while I was gone. "

"You've just recovered from an injury. I think it would be right to tweak a little bit more. "

Lionel just laughed at the words of his gift.

"I've never been more energetic and clear-headed before my life. So I will have to call Tutton's representative instead of worrying about me."

I didn't just say it, I was really energized. Even the guile of being chased by something disappeared like a lie.

When Jovam disappeared, a lot changed.

The narrow field of view was widened, and the deviant thinking expanded.

I thought I could do a lot of things I couldn't do before.

I thought of countless things to do right now.

He did not delay.

Unlike Jovazim, who ruled the incompetent monarchy all his life.

This was motivation, passion.

It was also the mission of a young day that took place in numerous frustrations and failures.

"Prizes should not be delayed. "

Lionel's voice was full of power before, and his eyes were twinkling in tranquility.

The visionaries and the people who saw it were no longer man-made and accepted his command.

So they left the king's cottage.

And Princess Idrian Leonberger, the eldest son who really complicated the King's judgment at that time, was stuck in my palace.

Lively unlike the king and many others who thought they would be replenishing their depleted energy while lying down.

"I can't believe the body refused me because of a royal vow! "

With a glowing royal sword in his hand.

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