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

Adelia Bavaria looks at the face of a sleeping prince.

I felt so distant eight years ago.

I was afraid to even face it.

Now, the Prince's gaze on himself with blue eyes glittered.

It was a great pity for her to see such a sleepy face.

Adelia, who was smiling softly, swung her head and looked around.

Then I reached out my hand and touched the prince's cheek.

I really felt the touch of my fingertips on the board.

The prince himself was quite dissatisfied with the absence of a beard.

She grew small.

But he was just a moment too.

The snow tail that had originally been struck was even more striking.

From the bottom of his lips to his chin, there was another scar that had disappeared since he was raised.

When the prince ran out of the citadel that day, he would not have had a scar if he had sent him with only his helmet.

She pleaded guilty.

Adelia recalls a week ago.

The prince, who returned to the citadel after the battle was over, stood by day without knowing where he was.

Normally, he would have smiled with a knife without a circle and his face would have been frozen cold.

Deep sunken eyes were also different from usual.

At first, I thought the excitement of the battle had not subsided. After that, I thought my anger against the Empire Army was not going away.

I thought maybe I wouldn't feel so good with so much blood on my hands.

After a while, I believed that the prince would return as usual.

But it wasn't.

The days passed, the days passed, and the days of the prince stood still.

Deep sunken eyes and a strangely cold expression remained.

The number of horses was also extremely reduced, so that he would not say a word a day later.

When I woke up, I felt like someone else.

It was as if they had left the Winter Castle after being chased by the Orcs.

Of course, it wasn't completely the same as then.

At that time, the prince looked as if the day were cold and cold, rather than standing.

Now I was just cold and sharp.

It was an uncanny change.

She wasn't the only one who noticed that change.

Others also tried to talk to the prince with a worrying face.

But the prince was consistent in saying that it was nothing.

At least for a few words, all I could share was Vale Ballerhard.

'400 years ago, the nation's ancestors chose to defend rather than fight. That's what I always complained about. But I'm doing the same thing. '

'I shouldn't have. So it just repeats itself. I realized it was too late. '

What did you realize? I realized what I needed in this country was not a new sword, but a demon sword. '

'What can't be done. I already had over 20,000 enemy blood on my hands that day. '

As Adelia, I could not understand all the dialogue at the time.

I just assumed that the prince was preparing something.

"Hmm?"

Adelia, who was submerged in her thoughts, raises her head to the sensation of forgery.

Then it hardened.

The prince was staring at her when she opened her eyes.

"Sin, sorry! Your Majesty!"

Why the unnoticed hand is still in the prince's cheek, she raises her hand angrily.

But the prince did not react to her.

Ugh.

I just raised my body without a sound.

Adelia, who was reluctant and noticeable, trembled.

Later, the image of the prince came into my eyes.

The prince who woke up was different from the day before.

But that change was not a good thing.

Yesterday, I was better off with a cold frozen face.

At least the prince at the time seemed human.

It wasn't now.

As soon as she saw the dry eyes like the sand in the desert, she understood everything.

What the prince is trying to do and what he needs to do.

Adelia goes straight to her place, dressed in heavy armor and carrying a sword.

Then he rushed to the prince's residence, scratching his armor that had not tied the knot properly.

When she came back, the prince was wearing his armor one by one after the other.

The prince who saw her lifted up his armor again.

"I'll come with you."

Adelia hurriedly approached and helped the prince wear armor.

Until then, the prince said nothing.

Choke.

The prince, who was last armed to kick Earth in the waist, left the room and headed somewhere.

When the sun was not yet up, those who stood guard looked at the fully armed prince with their eyes wide open.

Several of the dogs retreated behind the sleeper and headed toward the command.

That or not, the prince continued to walk.

The prince did not hesitate to find the stable, take out the scorpion, and ride the scorpion to the gate.

It was not far from the gates that the prince's steps stopped for the first time.

The old man was sitting on a carriage set on the right side.

It was Vale Ballerhard.

"Three is better than two. "

He was also as fully armed as the prince.

The prince saw my outsider and said nothing.

I just stopped walking again.

However, the prince had to stop walking again at the quarry in front of the gate.

For now, armed troops are waiting for him.

The man at the forefront stares at the back of the prince.

"I thought so. "

"Hmmm."

Vale Ballerhard coughs in vain.

Seeing such a father, Vincent Ballerhard, with one tongue, said to the prince:

"I'm not here to dry. My mouth hurts when I try to dry it, because I don't want to. " freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Then he added a word with a sharp tone.

"If you're going to King Kiking, take the Knights, too. "

The man standing in the back, Gurwayne Gust and the knights, saw the prince and went up to the horse.

Let's go!

At that time the glottis was opened.

Adelia looks over the wall.

There were kings and concubines.

It wasn't just them.

Early in the morning, troops could not rise above the wall.

"Good luck to His Royal Highness! "

"May there be only victory on the path of the army! "

They shouted with their swords and spears in unison.

"Do what you want and come back. "

The king said.

Adelia, who was looking at them, turned her head around and looked at the prince.

Choke.

The prince lowers the visor of the helmet.

I don't know the speed of others. He said he heard people.

I heard a little grumbling in my helmet.

It was the same voice as usual, neither dry nor day standing.

* *

The Imperial Army, which had retreated for a while, began to advance again.

The will of those who were beheaded was horrible, but they had no other choice.

The new emperor issued an unconditional advance order.

There could be no opposition.

All the Imperial troops gathered here were in the civil war.

It was necessary to wash away the guilt of aiding and abetting the current emperor's stigma that he had helped the wizards to mock the rebellion.

The army commanders looked at the side of the line.

A troop that looks forward silently, lowering the visor of the helmet.

The Knights and Troops belonging to the Emperor who had never participated in battle before.

The army commanders were convinced that they were the watchmen sent by the Emperor.

I couldn't be passive before them.

Of course, it was not easy for those who accumulated grudges to move together because the purpose and circumstances were the same.

In the end, the cerebral ministry decided to divide the troops into two by taking charge of the citadel to the north and to the south.

There was not a single army in their heads that destroyed 20,000 troops.

The world collapsed because of the sword. The fear of hell swallowed up the troops. Even the children wouldn't believe it.

The Cerebral Division determined that the exterminated troops would have been caught in a trap and a fire. The survivors' testimony was made up of the nonsense of the fanatics who failed to stand the brutal battlefield and caused confusion.

"The rangers in Leonberg are quite capable. If your allies have been attacked, use them as a lever for the Rangers and the Soldiers to rule out threats. "

They each set up their own scouts as potential targets, preparing for a threat they might not know in a year.

I don't know if I know, but I believe that I will never be hurt again.

That was an extremely reasonable judgement.

"The Army is a wreck created by the weak Eastern Army. "

"The Leonbergs must have exaggerated their victory over the likes of them. "

I've never heard of a knight who destroys his own army.

After hundreds of years of searching for warriors, such monsters did not exist.

It was hundreds of years ago, although there was no record of knights who were like the army.

In other words, it was an unreliable record, close to folklore or fairy tales.

It was a fictional story that a child dreaming of an article would love to hear in bed.

In contrast, war was a reality.

"I'll show the Leonbergs what a real war is. "

The commanders will cleave the division between the South and the North again.

A relatively large number of troops simultaneously attacked the fortress of the front, while smaller, squadron-sized troops were responsible for attacking the supply posts and nodes that existed beyond the front.

In addition, two troops were turned separately into reserves so that they could guard the fortress and its battalion, which were subsequently occupied by the main princes.

It was an extensive and forward-looking end-break that the overwhelming army of empires enjoyed when attacking their enemies.

Enemies with relatively low troops usually collapse without being able to withstand the widening of the front.

The same was true this time.

The total army of the Kingdom of Leonberg was up to fifteen, ten of whom were tied to the fortress of the front, and the remaining five were scattered around the rear base.

Whether the front collapses first or the rear collapses first, the Leonberg Empire Army will never stop all these extensive attacks and will collapse.

There will be no impact on the charter of a few small victories that the military will gain in the process.

The Imperial Army was convinced of victory.

Their convictions in that respect were never blurred.

Indeed, the Kingdom of Leonberg has collapsed many times in the face of such widespread attacks.

Even 400 years ago, during a time when power was so strong that it threatened the Empire in a row, it could not withstand a forward attack and finally retreated to a harsh northern land.

But the kingdom was not the same as it was then.

400 years ago, the Dragon Slayer chose to remain a shield to protect the kingdom and its people.

Today's army chose to become a sword to protect the kingdom.

It's not just a sword, it's a sword.

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