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

His fingers burst out of sin as he pulled the protest in a row, and his body was scarred for hours with strong orcs and chatter. Stamina has also been low for a long time.

Nevertheless, the rangers on the walls fought with no rest. With his mouth, he continued to swing his sword, calling out to the wild soldiers.

It was a strange thing.

The oaks in the Blade Mountains were not weak enough to fall out of the Sword of Energy. But the strong and fierce oaks fell out of the picket.

It's like a malt-free orchid with something on it. Experienced rangers were also the first to see it.

I fought soberly.

After I woke up, there were only one Orcs left on the wall. The rangers didn't cheer.

The battle is not over yet.

The Orcs are still overflowing beneath that wall. A ranger who was looking at the dark green sea spits out elasticity.

I was in a hurry to stop the monsters in the castle. Running through the gates was something I couldn't even imagine.

But now something was happening that I had never imagined before my eyes.

The knights were moving forward with a dark green wave. Seeing knights crushing dozens of enemies, the blood boils.

"The battle is not over yet! "

At that time someone shouted.

"We're going out of the city, too! "

"The walls have a minimum of people left! "

The commanders, who had not forgotten the coldness under any circumstances, raised their voices in a hoarse voice. I jumped under the wall, as the elders of a century would have waited to express their concerns.

The rangers run over the broken gates, the dead bodies of the nude oaks.

Follow that blue flame that drives the darkness away.

They don't rest in their mouths, they call out to the military.

Rangers follow the trail of knights.

When they joined, the knights changed their ranks as if they had waited. The sharp wedges spread widely and became another wave that pushed the waves.

And in the center was a prince with a blue flame.

Reputable commanders, experienced rangers, temperamental northern D'Sen knights all looked at the prince's back together. When the prince turns left, he goes left, and when he turns right, he goes right. Slowing down slowed me down together, and when I started running, I ran along.

It was a strange thing.

A boy who hasn't had a proper adult diet yet, this is the third time he's had a combat experience, what does a prince like that say?

The mighty will follow blindly.

No, that wasn't important to them.

Strong.

The sheep jumping, not mine, this heartbeat. I couldn't bear it without entrusting myself to that strange rhythm.

I ran like I had a fever.

Piling up green corpses and raising mountains. There was a red nail under it.

And honour your soul before me.

The heat that seemed to burn out breathed out with the soldiers.

"Huuuuuuuh!"

The oak screams in a blue flame. The blue flame crawled and even the screams of the handset ate away. The dark green flesh quickly became ashes and collapsed.

That was the last oak.

There were no more live oaks left in the snowfield.

Grumpy.

Whether it burns constantly or not, the blue flame rages like a lie. The soldiers who were calling for the hearing to explode were no longer heard.

Even in the silent snowfield, the bloody prince stands in the middle of it.

Bugs and bumps.

The prince bows his head as he walks through the snowfield. Again, the prince stretched out his waist, and he heard a firearm burning in his hand and torn by the sword.

"We will!"

The prince flashes the Orcs' armor.

"I won!"

And shouted.

The Orcs have been wiped out. The battle is over.

"Long live the prince! "

"Long live the prince! "

The Rangers roar one step late. I didn't care about any of them, although I heard a restless voice when I was creating a military family. I just fought and won, and I just cheered on the fact that I finally survived.

Furry.

Vincent, who watched as he was dumbfounded, shook his butt and sat down.

"Eruption. "

Seeing the corpses of the Orcs everywhere, his face seemed to have just woken up from the dream.

That was the beginning.

The knights who were grasping the sword fell. Surprised Rangers ran and looked at the articles.

"What, are you smiling? "

"This side is asleep."

As the Rangers say, this is ridiculous.

"Somehow I wanted to overdo it. "

Even the rangers who say that seem to be going down right now. But instead of sitting down, they lifted up their knights.

These are the knights who fought most vigorously in this battle today. It was still good to see the knights who were sympathetic to reducing the damage somehow.

They deserved to rest.

I started clearing the battlefield with the weary rangers.

During the uprising, he rolled over the wall, found the bodies of fallen allies and took them to the castle in search of fallen knights and infantrymen during the raid.

The commander turns his head rather than watching him.

I saw Prince Stan leaning on the ground with his broken armies in place. A woman with bloody feet leans on her feet and hesitates to close her eyes.

"Mu-hoon Shi is amazing. "

The commander's face was filled with admiration for the moment when the rings of so many knights resonated.

"It's not Mu-Hun-shi. "

The prince raises his voice in a flustered voice.

"You're at war."

"Anyway, it's great..."

The commander who was talking opened his eyes. The prince, who was standing on the flagpole, leaned. The prince, who went back and forth in the midst of the fish, and the woman leaning on her cheeks on her thighs, passed along.

Men and women who have been exposed to bulwarks,

The commander, who was looking quietly, touched the rangers. The rangers who were researching the battlefield melted their eyes and stole their hands, and they listened carefully to the prince and woman.

It was a very cautious move to wake up.

"Light a fire! "

At the end of the assassination of the survivors and the Electronics, the commander ordered.

And the oil was poured out, and the fire was kindled on it. The corpse of the Orcs begins to burn with a spicy smell.

The fire that devoured thousands of spheres of bodies kept growing. It was a big fire, even seen from a very far distance.

Grumpy.

A woman sitting on a dry alpine grove watched the fire as if it were ecstatic.

It was an elder high elf sigrun with a pointed ear, silver toe, and heavenly beauty.

She smiles more at the soaring fire.

It was a cat-like laugh that filled my stomach appropriately.

"War..."

Sigrun gets up robbing his ass. She turns around after jumping out of a polder's alley.

The starry silhouette overlooks the depths of the mountains on the other side of the soaring winter castle. Like sucking everything, my deep eyes were deeper.

Aggravation!

An enormous energy occurred in her body.

Gwwwww!

A fierce roar erupted from the inside of the mountain range.

But it was a roar that seemed to be crushed somewhere like a wounded animal rather than just a snake.

"Come slowly. "

Sigrun whispered.

"Let him grow up a little more. "

Something inside that mountain range roared even louder.

She smiled softly. It was a very satisfying smile.

Her purpose, however, was to reveal her existence, and that was enough for the King of the Mountains to raise awareness.

Maybe the king won't move for a while.

Sigrun turns his head again.

Her eyes curled up gently. A sweet gaze turned towards the winter castle as if looking at the essence.

"Please, I hope it's the same as it is today. "

The tone was as sweet as it would melt, but what was contained in it was a twisted desire, not a pity.

* *

The nobles of the northern and central neighborhoods have been overturned.

"How dare Baleard of all ages send a request for support! "

It was because of a letter that flew from the northernmost part of the kingdom.

Winter has just begun. The monsters have just begun to sink. However, the rumor of a request for assistance, which was quoted in the passage, flew.

The nobles have been frightened for the last hundred years.

"Do you think that's a mess! "

The prince was terrified to go to the north, and the nobles trembled that something must have happened in the north.

"Send a messenger to the other families now! "

This was never just about the Central Nobles. If there really was a problem with Balahard, the whole kingdom could not avoid the cold.

Not enough words about the plagues left by the monsters.

The nobles who were tortured by the Balahadga sent messengers everywhere.

Messengers ran from north to south.

Some nobles were frightened by the bad news, others snorted.

"You're doing the same thing. "

"If you send troops, you'll eat them. There is no blade strength. "

"You don't have to go over obvious lies. "

The problem was that there was a prince there.

"Do you intend to turn it upside down with force? "

They classified the sequestration as a political matter and interpreted it. So I didn't respond.

The number of messengers running south has decreased over time. And when I passed through the middle of the middle, there was no one left.

At least, unlike the nobles in the north who remember the monsters' horrors, the nobles in the middle were already cut off as they would in the warm season of the sun.

Their nerves were drawn to who the next great king would be.

I can't wait to hear back, so only the northern and adjacent families are worn out.

Then came the messenger again.

"Again!"

The lord, whose heart was choking, called out a messenger trembling.

"Two Legion-sized Elite Orc Troops appeared in the Winter Castle! Rangers from the 3rd Legion and the Valerhardt have joined forces to kill them all! "

Fortunately, this time it was not Vibo who was concerned, but the winner.

"Oh! Count Balahard! The shield of the kingdom is not a pseudonym! "

The lord shudders with a half-tone. The Lord's face was filled with relief.

But it was too early.

"We are preparing for the next battle by summoning all the troops of Balahard who were currently scattered! But the size of the enemy is too large and the troops are in desperate need of support! "

"Oh, still? "

I can't believe I need more troops to raise the championship, but I was wondering if there was any serious damage.

The messenger shakes his head. It was a big battle, but fortunately there was not much damage to the troops, the messenger said with a proud face.

"But why? "

"The size of the enemy is unprecedented. It is the Commander's judgment that Mercury is not possible with current troops. "

His lordship asked me late to admit defeat before the twisted silver knight even fought.

What is the size of the enemy?

The messenger replied with a stiff expression.

"There are currently eight legions identified. There are at least 16,000 oaks left. "

"What?"

The lord turned to a brutish face.

"Eight troops of confirmed enemy power, at least two 16,000. A lot of shamans, lots of oak warriors, lots of tribal oaks. "

Furry.

The lord sat still.

But the bad news wasn't the end.

"The King of the Orcs has appeared. "

That army is following only one Orc.

"Your Excellency has asked me to provide you with the best possible support at the earliest opportunity. "

The lord did not answer.

A 16,000-two oak was the army of half the Kingdom's total troops. The fact that some families were fighting for power was not a force that could stop them.

This was too big. It was a matter that could not be dealt with as a lord wet with peace.

So I chose to deny it.

"King of the Orcs. Never heard of it. It is also against my understanding that such a large orc gathers together and does not settle down. "

I touched him like I knew the messenger would.

Another messenger standing in the back entered the large ark.

The lord thought it might be money he sent to solicit troop support. But it wasn't.

The opening of the ark revealed a large skeleton with clean flesh.

"Heh, heh! "

The lord, who was frightened, stepped back. The messenger looked at the lord and said bitterly.

"This is the head of the army commander whom His Royal Highness assassinated in the last battle. As you can see, he was more than five times the size of a normal Orc and twice the size of an Orc Warrior. "

The word that the prince had captured did not even come into his ear.

Only a large headache, a stubborn jawbone, and a terribly protruding forehead came into the Lord's eyes.

"At least three times bigger than this one has been identified. We're guessing he's the king. "

The messenger covered the ark.

"I hope you can count on the seriousness of the matter. "

The lord was too stiff and arrogant to be angry with the messenger.

I was scared. I thought that giant skull would bite his throat right away.

* *

Messengers carrying some of the great bodies of the Night's Slayer found the lords of Central America. At first, even the unbelieving lords could see the huge bones they had never seen before and perceive the seriousness of the situation a little bit.

And news finally came to the royal family.

Senior nobles are pressuring upon the situation in Balahad. Some people reported that the Balahard family raised work to inflate the third ransom, and others expressed concern that the family was not usually large enough to make a firm request for support.

"Look! Your Highness has caught this! "

The bone fragments that arrived separately were united. A giant bone I've never seen before in my life.

"He's been caught less than a year since you caught the sword. It's a big one, but the ferocity isn't that different from other oaks. "

They exquisitely shaved the first prince and argued that the Balahard family was doing nothing to increase their political influence.

"Beware of horses! Do not insult the devotion and service of those who keep the North silent for the Kingdom! "

Some argued against it.

Marquis Villefeld and a few other nobles.

"Stop!"

The king raised his hand and stopped the nobles' mouths.

"Count Balahard, whom I know, is never a humble man. It would not be a lie if the Earl said such matters were serious. "

The nobles kept their mouths shut. In fact, they knew. Earl Baleard is not such a saint.

"Support the northern and adjacent families as much as possible. "

But the King's decision to say so was only whimsical.

"Contract with the enemy mercenaries to send them to the North. "

The Knights, the Central Army, didn't even mention it. The King no longer opened his mouth to that end.

"Ah, let the restraints of the nobles who were convicted at the last trial also be sent towards you, that you may wash away your sins.

As I recalled later, it was only about the treatment of sinners.

The shield that protected the North had no rat horns.

The face of a few nobles, including Marquis Villefeld, darkened sharply.

This kingdom is wrong. They thought.

But there was no hope.

"The royal family must not turn a blind eye to the dedication and loyalty shown by Valrhardga. "

The second prince, the next most powerful candidate for crown succession, the Prince of Peace, came before the King.

"Your Majesty. I will go to the North with my knights. "