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

It was Marquis Montpellier who treated me like my younger brother until a while ago. He was being polite about what the wind was blowing.

But it was just a dog with a human shell.

The central and northern lords, surprised by the dog's loud bark, were unable to move with their feet tied. Those who did not have to die died died in that wind.

Marquis Montpellier in front of his eyes was the cornerstone of the northern field.

Life soared.

I pressed anger and hatred to endure.

I wanted to kill him right away, but as a kingdom, I didn't have the strength to handle his back.

It was time to put up with it.

I held back my anger forcefully, and a thousand dollars came up in my heart.

I had countless reasons not to kill Marquis in my heart.

But when I saw that I was convincing myself, I thought,

This is the northern frontline fortress, where the empire is not even close to the eyes of the kingdom. It is a place where people often die in a blizzard that blows on the road without notice.

It meant that no one knew even a dog of the Empire would die.

If you dig somewhere in the snowfield, the Northern Blizzard will cover all traces on its own. To be a little more thorough, there was also a way to sell the fodder and dump the Marquis' body somewhere in the mountains.

Monsters in the mountains will eat without even leaving a trace of soft human bones.

Even if someone asks about the Marquis later, it was enough to be consistent with Morso.

Whether it was a blizzard or a remnant of Orcs who couldn't defeat Mitcher, there were plenty of excuses.

I began to think seriously.

"Hmm..."

I am seriously pondering whether or not I should strangle the Marquis. A Ranger who told me about the arrival of the messenger sent me a receiver from the Rangers.

Soon after arrival, three of the group's horsemen, Namha

I frowned at the impression of interpreting sign language.

The words of the Ranger meant that the Marquis of Brisk had already told me where I was going in case.

However, he could not abandon his foolishness and asked if the cavalry could be assassinated before they arrived elsewhere.

The Rangers clasped their hands in secret to prevent the Marquis from noticing.

Seven for good weather, two for snow in the middle.

It was too risky to carry the burden of killing an empire dog.

Of course, the dog of the empire was too big for the harm done to the north. In any case, for the time being, I thought I should stick the Marquis' neck to it.

When the time comes, the day will come when you will pay back double the cost of your blood.

"Your Majesty...? "

I didn't even know he was dead and looked at me with an ugly, worrying face.

"We wouldn't be so fond. "

Marquis Montpellier's eyebrows twitched.

He was as polite as he could be, but when I was a regular, the planting was broken. However, after taking a look at him, he confronted me with a blunt face.

"But we used to do big things together, and it's hard to keep coming out here. "

I tried to drive out the Marquis, but I hardened it.

"What's the big deal?"

Marquis sent a snowflake to bite a man.

"Get out."

The rangers and messengers who were guarding my side withdrew.

All that was left now was me and the Marquis.

"What's the big deal? "

"Are you pretending you don't know this? "

The Marquis spoke with an obscene face.

"No, I really don't. "

"Your Majesty, this is difficult. I came to you in good faith. "

Looking at the marquis who was increasingly ignorant, the marquis's expression turned thin.

"One prince. You have a good reputation as the Savior of the North. Are you willing to play prince now? "

Marquis took off his mask, as if he were a threat.

"Don't get me wrong. Just because you have a little reputation doesn't erase the dirt on your body. "

I instinctively realized that the master of this body had done something I couldn't handle.

The problem was that I didn't know what it was.

But fortunately, the one who was going to tell me the answer was right in front of me.

"You're a scum who sold knights from my country. Do you think if the Northerners found out about your past, they would follow you now?"

Marquis, who revealed his true colors, told me the answer before I asked him.

"The castle you built in the north is nothing but a sand castle that will collapse once the waves have blown. If they knew you were a pusher and a traitor, would they want to leave now? "

"What did I tell you? "

"I don't even know how to be ashamed. But let me tell you something. It was wrong for you, but it was public for me, so there's nothing I can't tell you. "

Marquis Montpellier spills his words with a contemptuous young face.

The Leonberger family has spent several generations training secret troops, astronomical costs, and preparing for the Great War.

In the wind, the knights of the three Knights of the Kingdom cut themselves off. It was not just cut off, it was cut off by denying the empire a loyal monarch.

"They were loyal. If they were born in the Empire, they would have been used a lot. I met a virtuous master and became really hard. "

Marquis Montpellier makes a disgusting mockery of his mouth.

I closed my eyes.

Knights who shed tears and denied my lord, those who chose to become an imperial backward cabal and who would have done nothing and watched all that.

When the situation was catastrophic, it was painted in my head as if I had seen it with my own eyes.

My head was dizzy.

I knew he was a wreck, so I was not surprised to hear of any past evil he had committed.

But it was an illusion.

He was more garbage than I thought.

I could not have imagined that I sold knights from my country to betray the royal family.

And now I know.

What the King's hateful gaze and cold that looked at me came from.

And I realized.

The king's actions, as if he hadn't abandoned my eldest son, were never excessive.

Now that I know the guilt of the wretched one, I don't understand why the King kept this pest-like one alive. I'd have beaten him a thousand times. I would have torn it apart so I wouldn't have even left a dead body.

"Now I remember a little. "

Marquis Montpellier, who saw my face, died.

"You're alive because the Empire didn't want your death. And you can never be king unless the Empire supports you."

It was as Marquis Montpellier said.

The king will never let his eldest son, who sold the knights of my country, become king.

"But don't worry. "

Marquis Montpellier said with a grim face.

"That's why I'm here. "

He looked at me and said,

"I will make you king. "

It was ridiculous. It was as if the sheep in my hands were floating around the throne of another country.

But it was the wretched one, not the Marquis.

Marquis was just a little controversial looking at a puppet trapped in a trap he couldn't escape.

"What are the conditions?"

"Just do what I tell you sometimes. Otherwise, you can wield all the pleasure and power you will enjoy as king. "

Marquis roars like he's already on a boat with me. It was the face of the royal sniper who firmly believed that he could never refuse.

Others were hit.

I've committed such a sin, and if I catch such a weakness, I have to pretend to die.

"What happened to the knights who broke the ring then? "

"I didn't kill him. I didn't have to. Rather, it would be a great burden for the king to have them alive."

I sighed with relief.

"Thank goodness, but I still have a chance to make up for it. "

I couldn't understand what I was saying, and I looked at Marquis frowning.

"Do you have a list of them? "

"Suddenly, why is that..."

"I feel bad about leaving it. "

The marquis opens his eyes in a circle and quickly bursts into tears.

"You're stronger than I thought. "

"I'm kind of on my side. "

I smiled at the Marquis, too.

* *

Marquis Montpellier grumbles, saying that the military funds prepared for the advance of the covenants are coming to Winter Castle.

"I'll use it well. "

There was no reason to speculate.

"Then, Your Majesty. I hope to be a dedicated member of the royal family. "

Marquis bowed his head to me in a more intimate manner.

"Until then, may God bless you. "

I also smiled face to face and gave a reply.

"Be careful, Marquis. Some Orcs who crossed the castle are still alive and wandering around. "

"Ouch. You've seen such a terrible thing. Your Majesty and the brave soldiers of the North are trying so hard to get rid of them."

"I hope so. "

I evacuated the Marquis.

"Gunne. ''

And when the marquis did not see far, he called for Sword Hee.

Seeing her appear silent, I gave some instructions. After nodding her head, she led some gumhees and disappeared.

The marquis' group was in the direction of disappearance.

When Gunne disappeared, I called Antoine, the leader of the silver foxes.

"Your Majesty, I have been ordered to run. "

You gave an envelope to Antoine, who bends over unnecessarily.

"Find the people on that list and bring them to me. "

"All of them? "

"Without missing a single one. "

The leader of the silver foxes, who had been browsing the list for a while, grabbed the envelope and replied.

"There are so many people, it might take some time to find them. "

"I don't care. Instead, keep it secure. "

"There must be. "

Antoine disappeared after answering with exaggerated movements.

For a moment, I entered the castle rather than looking at the direction of Marquis Montpellier's disappearance.

* *

Marquis Montpellier went out to winter with a light heart.

I had a rope around the neck of a prince like a mad dog, so it was worth the hard journey.

"That should be enough. "

Since the First Prince was well restrained, it was only fair to say that he had a plan to defend the North through the First Prince in advance, even if the reprimand of his home country came later.

If this crisis is resolved well, the road will be opened in the future.

Since the enemy of the royal family has made the imperial order irresistible, there is nothing more to be afraid of.

As soon as I got back, I was going to move the nobles and put the prince on the stage. It was the night before I slept in the wagon making plans like that.

But when I woke up, the world changed.

The front is black. I can't see anything, and I can't move.

I tried to scream for help, but I couldn't even make a sound because of something unidentified stuck in my mouth.

It was all the Marquis could do.

What the hell is going on?

Marquis couldn't understand anything that had happened to him.

The northern atmosphere is terrible because of the outbreak. The Nomads must have raided the Noble Wagon.

I didn't understand.

If they really had been raided by Nomads, the escort knights would have torn the raiders apart with a dagger.

So it was an Orc raid.

It didn't make any sense. If he had just been attacked by an instinctive monster, he would have died instantly.

I rolled my head and rolled it again, but there was no answer.

The strange smell of grass that did not suit the situation made him even more confused.

I wonder why he's been so concerned.

I didn't even know how much time had passed because there was nothing to see.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I'm confused, but the shade that was covering my eyes is released.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes in the sunlight and walked away for a long time, realizing that I had a familiar face in front of me.

"Town!"

"Let go of the ashtray. "

At the end of the speech, a clump of cloth stuck in his mouth with his right hand.

"Ugh!"

Marquis Montpellier, who was in vain, shook his head.

There was a strange, no, prince.

"What the hell are you doing! "

The prince laughed in the fury of the Marquis.

"No, I tried to be patient at first. "

But the laughter was astonishing.

"But you keep making excuses for killing. "

"What? You want to be okay with this! "

"I don't know, but I think Marquis can't be safe right now. "

In the words of the First Prince, the Marquis looked around.

Strangers with green cloaks surround them. All I could see was a white snowfield.

Marquis was frightened.

"Thy Majesty. Face the reality."

One way or another, I can repay you for this humiliation. A brief wool could endure enough.

"You will never rise to the throne unless I support you. The King will not let the Threatened Smuggler rise to the throne in vain. "

Marquis really thought so.

"That's right. A snitch can't be king. "

The First Prince also expressed deep empathy with Marquis' thoughts.

"If so, let me go now..."

"By the way. "

The prince said before the marquis in white finished speaking persuasively.

"I can be. "

The voice of one prince who said so was decisive.

"I've already brought down a king. "

And no matter how confident you look.

Marquis was just frightened and trembled and begged to live flat.