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

I didn't give any instructions, but the rangers climbed up to the walls of the fort and aimed for the iron brain. Knights of Winter Castle drew their swords and surrounded the elves.

Eli raises her energy with a face that looks like she's going to have a seizure right now, and Adelia breathes her breath with a deep, red glare. Kars stands before me with a firm face and raises his shield.

Vincent also climbs up to the wall and stares under the wall with a frozen glance.

A sudden tension brought the mercenaries who were staying in the barracks outside the fort to the right, grasping the sword and spear with a stiff face without knowing anything.

Beyond that, there was a woman who covered half her face with a cape.

Disgusting Nymph, Sigrun.

Just looking at that face soared in the fire.

"What brings you to the kingdom?" he asked. "

As he turned his teeth, he shook his lips under his cloak.

"Our breakup wasn't beautiful, but it's a pity if you're too busy with your engagement. "

Fire splashed out of my eyes.

When I still close my eyes, the same handset that the tongue-cut swordsmen were yelling at me hovered over my ear. The tearing of the cloak and the scattering of red blood drops were drawn right in front of your eyes, as it was yesterday.

How dare you in front of me like that.

The tide flowed without my knowledge. The hand on the knife sack was full of strength.

Then I saw Sigrun's face.

"Well, I guess you're not all upset yet. "

I increased my purchases as if Sigrun was cold.

The moment I saw the red lips, my hot hair was cold as if caught in the fire.

Instead of throwing out his anger, he swallowed it inside.

Sigrun was deliberately provoking me. I was deliberately encouraging my anger and hatred.

To feed off my vomiting feelings.

I suppressed anger and thirsted for hatred.

Don't let my feelings toward the Swordsmen become a distant entertainment, and don't let the fort's troops get caught up in boiling hatred.

"Whoo."

I took a few long breaths and deeply thirsted for boiling emotions.

The abominable Elder High Elf looks over his shoulder.

A hundred meteorological elves like a knife, a shield that rises between them, and a flag scattered by the wind.

White branches and three leaves engraved on a submerged green background.

The impression was distorted.

That's something that Sigrun has never carried while searching for the kingdom's land.

No, it's not exactly what you didn't carry, it's what you didn't carry.

After being defeated in the Great War, the Nymphs were unable to put forward any kind of army.

Now, Sigrun treads on the land of the kingdom with a flag that confidently symbolizes his identity. It also left a hundred sentinels of my clan hanging around.

The meaning was never light.

It meant that the covenants inscribed in the Old Testament were so weakened that I could no longer make excuses, and that the day had come when evil fairies would be freed from the shadowy forest into the world.

It also meant that man could no longer claim to be the owner of this intact land.

I thought it was something to come, and it was the situation I expected.

Nevertheless, I've been choking on my chin.

It was too early to tell.

I thought it would take at least 10 more years. I haven't cleared up all the xenophobia in the kingdom yet. The Knights of the Kingdom are not ready yet.

The fairies have already been released into the world.

In front of my eyes, I had the same vision as a vision.

Crumbling cities, burning fortresses, missing children's mothers, missing children's cries, the bodies of helpless people piled up like mountains.

Dizziness.

I put up with this evil dizziness.

I tighten my eyes and stare at the flag of Elder High Elves once again.

Three leaves that symbolize the identity of Elder High Elves.

Not yet. There's still more time. The effect of the previous declaration has not yet completely disappeared.

If it hadn't been for that, it would not have been the flag of Elder High Elves, but the flag of the King.

Before that, Sigrun would never have come to see me.

It would have been enough. Just like you did in the past.

But Sigrun is now in front of me.

I assure you, her visit will never be private.

A public visit, a job that's important enough to raise a hundred sentinels and put up a flag.

I stare at Sigrun.

Elder High Elves licks my lips after seeing my face.

As if my anger and hatred, which had been crushed before I even predated them, were extremely unfortunate.

But only for a moment, Parr, her lips were sadly twisted.

"But why can't you see the swords? I think I saved a few lives in my memory. Oh, I killed them all by mistake."

Blood rises upside down.

The fury that I was apprehensive about rose again like a fire, and ran out of my body.

I'm suffocating. My heart races like crazy. The mana in it rushes out to his hand.

Just before that energy came to the sword with my hand,

Chuck.

I took my hand off the knife sack.

Sigrun's intentions seemed to be flattering.

You're gonna want me to lose my mind in anger.

Perhaps to indulge in the overflowing wrath and fulfill my humble appetite, and perhaps to find a cause to repay the humiliation I had to retreat from last day.

Either way, I didn't intend to fit the ledger.

"Don't ask me again. What's going on in the kingdom's territory? "

The twisted purchase under the cape was further distorted.

"That day."

Ugh.

Sigrun takes off the cape he was covering his face.

And there was a mark on her face that did not match the appearance of an angel.

From forehead to cheek, a horrible black scar across the eye.

She raises her hand and touches my wound.

"This is the wound you left me. "

She whispered to me with one eye closed like that.

An ominous voice like a snake whimpering. I squeezed my whole body's muscles into the shimmering eyes.

At that very moment,

Chuck.

The elf sentinels roll their feet.

Chuck, Chuck. Chuck.

Different from a typical beating, the noise of a staggering trajectory struck my heart.

In a moment, my heart rang.

The ominous energy contained in the noise of the stagger covered my surroundings.

Sentinels, though not high elves, are even and even elites among ordinary elves. This side was much more intimidating than the High Elves.

Soon my surroundings were surrounded by the noise they made, and I could hear nothing else.

But that was all.

Before one hundred elf sentinels hit me, before Mana was released from my heart.

Kung, the noise reaches me through the fingers of the elves.

Unparalleled noise from lightweight elves.

I turned my head.

Bang!

Knights of the Winter Castle beat my chest armor.

Bang!

The court knights drop their shields on the ground.

Kung!

Rangers rolled their feet vigorously over the walls.

Contrary to the elves' fingers, the noises are so harmonious and regular.

In the meantime, I heard him calling out to the military.

It was Eli. It was Adelia. It was Vincent, it was Carls. And all the soldiers.

My heart is starting to flutter. Before I became conscious, an enormous energy rose and began resonating with the military.

"Your Majesty."

I heard you calling me over the wall.

With his head raised, Vincent looked down at me.

Sturdy, unshakeable eyes like a wall.

Vincent said to me in the same way as a fortress.

Think of the time when the Grand Monarch of the Orcs surrendered.

Remember what the knights said then.

It reminds me of the day when Overlord surrendered to me terribly before I finished speaking.

In front of an old oak, who was saying that he would give peace if he wished, the voice of the men of Winter Castle shouted, digging his ears like a deaf ear.

'May the unbent soul remain intact until the window is broken and the body is torn. '

'We are not the burden of the Lord, but the sword and spear that the Lord will wield. '

"What we want is a victory at the end of the struggle, not a peace that was compromised with cowards! "

'Close your eyes and get peace, and I will die with my eyes open. '

'If someone had to die, that would be me. '

After the hearing, Vincent's voice was heard.

"Do as you wish. "

I realized the moment I heard that.

Vincent and the others saw what I looked like.

It would seem to be shrinking in front of a mighty enemy. It would have seemed like brainstorming so many pretexts not to fight in front of an unbeatable enemy.

My face ran up.

It is the duty of the prince around Hado. He is forcing me to do it. I think I have been thinking too much. I think I have unconsciously come up with a compromise in my head on the idea that their life depends on my shoulders.

When did I say I was strong enough to stand down?

Even when I fought the Warlord, when I drew my sword against the Empire, I was never a strong man.

Corrected the pose.

I stretched my shoulders and straightened my back. I raised my chin.

Just like I always did. I look down at the elves in front of me.

"If you come as a messenger, speak and go. Sigrun."

In my words, Sigrun still blindfolded with one hand, leaving one eye round.

But only for a moment, Sigrun's eyes narrowed.

With the face of a real elf, as if a soul had escaped, as I had seen one day.

A thousand years of grinding and wiping from her body has flowed out of her.

The twisted desires that have been piled up and piled up for a thousand years have taken me for granted.

I did not step back.

I tightened my knee like I was about to break, and I got in a more upright position.

"I've been waiting for that day. "

Sigrun said loudly.

"It's not as fun as I thought it would be today. "

The air trembled anxiously at the murder and hostility contained in it.

But I still didn't shake.

Rear and back rangers and knights touched the militia.

It was only now that I understood Agnes' heart.

Even putting a giant army soldier in front of her who couldn't help but understand why she could be so brave.

Even though the men who stood behind me now did not reach the Iron Knights led by Agnes, there was no shortage for me now.

The speculation of the Rangers and the Knights' ex-wife have made my knees snap.

Their will has informed me.

Humans don't behave. We'll fight back and win, just like we did in the past.

Wang!

My energy flashes on my head as I am overwhelmed by the overwhelming force of Sigrun.

An earthly light from my body suddenly spread everywhere.

I made a vow with my heart and looked at Sigrun with my eyes.

"I thought you would know. "

Sigrun whispered profanely.

"I always have the power to make a handful of ashes. "

In the face of a threatening warning that seems to have materialized right now,

"Do it."

I grabbed the handle of my body.

"I'm going to do everything I can. "

If necessary, I will die with her, even if I offer more than half my life as an offering.

And I picked out the body.

Right then.

Tofu tofu.

I heard a faint horse hoof.

I turned my eyes.

On the other side of the plain, a distant globe blooms.

Northeast, southwest, everywhere.

A group of fully armed knights were running under the distant earth.

With the golden sceptre that symbolizes the kingdom.

Boooooooooooo.

I heard the sound of the trumpet one step late.

Sigrun, who saw the distant globe blooming from all sides, turned his head to me again.

I said with my chin raised.

Human strength is not as insignificant as you think.

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