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

"Huff. Ah, frontal wave. "

The man lays the floor. I cried like a child with a bloody mouth. The prince approached the man with a loud voice.

"Evil!"

The man who kicked his side flipped over. The prince's hand grabbed the head of the corporation with a nasty grip.

"Your Majesty! "

Members of the club who were in the early stages called out to the prince like a scream. But the prince's hand moved before they even stepped into uncharted action.

(chuckles)

The contents of the bottle hit the insides of the house with a cold drink.

"Evil!"

A scream came out late. A little later, a broken piece of gum and a chunk of flesh poured out.

Puck. Puck.

On the face of that mess, the prince spreads his fist. At least the front teeth, which remained intact, burst into all directions instantly.

It was followed by ruthless fisting.

"Argh."

The man who was the heir to the Valson family scratched his eyes.

He releases the hair that the prince grabbed. A headache that fell powerlessly bangs, dropping to the ground without a chance.

Uh-uh. I'll choke if I leave it there.

The moment people thought so, the prince kicked. Balson's man, who stretched out as a godfather, was thrown in the corner with a puck. Intermittently, blood was shed from the mouth of the man who twisted his body.

I don't know if it was intended, but thanks to it, I avoided choking. But if you don't heal quickly, you die.

No one could move without knowing. I felt instinctively. The prince is the man who decides to live and die.

The verdict was then pronounced on the merits.

[From now on, your brother is the heir to the family.]

The prince had no intention of saving Valson's men from the beginning.

What the hell?

It was a question that came to mind in common.

I thought we were together until now. Where the hell did something touch the Prince's temper?

I had to come up with something quick. If he had made the same mistake, he should have picked it up somehow. Eyes and eyes intertwined. Eyes and gaze came and went.

There was no clear answer for anyone. It was only confusion and questioning in the gaze of coming and going.

The prince scolds the blood on his fist. Then I looked around.

The bird's gaze flutters, and the prince's lips drop.

"I can bear to think of myself as ruined, but I cannot bear to treat myself as ruined. "

"... "

"...? "

Ununderstandable words, but the prince did not seem to understand them at all.

"Eli."

"Your Majesty! "

Bernard Eli nods in astonishment.

"You said I'd have a lot of fun today, right? "

One man is dying by my side, and my fist is still full of blood. However, his voice was buzzing as if he had come to the festival.

"Go get the Court Knights. "

"I will do as you say! "

The screaming Bernard Eli flees the room as if fleeing.

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"Girls, get out. "

The women who were tired of the prince's words were terrified.

"She said it was a woman. "

Some of the men who were about to leave the room hardened as the prince said.

"If you want to get out, get out. When you go out instead, you become a woman and go out. "

No one knew what the prince meant. And no one could get out of the room until they were subjected to such terrible things.

Very, very.

I want to hear the sound of a sudden crash, but the court knights come in.

* *

"Your Majesty summoned the lords. "

Earl Eli's son, who came to visit suddenly, was tired of being white.

"Your Majesty?"

"That's a minor quarrel inside..."

Kars Ulrich gives instructions like a quick shot before the words are finished.

"You and your soldiers seal the mansion! The rest of you follow me inside! Above all, let us secure your recruits first! "

The court knights rush into the mansion.

I saw the women howling with their cremated faces. I became impatient when I saw them scattered all over me with the face of a beast surprised by the wildfire. The court knights run down the hall as if they were me.

"You're in there! "

Earl Eli's man, who failed to keep up with the dazzling pace, pointed to the door at the end of the hallway. The court knights enter the room with their hands on the knife sack so they can shake the sword at any time.

Carls Ulrich's gaze swiftly swept around.

Beyond the foggy field of view, I saw a mess in the room.

Broken clothes, men standing against the wall, a bloody man lying on the floor, broken and crushed glasses and bottles.

"Your Majesty!"

There was a prince in the middle of it.

"We are here! "

I drew the sword and surrounded the prince. He shoots everywhere with a twinkling of his eyes, and the faces of the men who were against the wall come into his eyes.

Mm-hmm.

Kars Ulrich opens his eyes.

The nobles were frightened of what was going on. It was like a flock that ran away from a predator who jumped into a cage and could not help but be jammed by a wall.

I rolled my eyeballs. I saw a pacifist prince that didn't suit the situation. And I saw a fist that was tangled with blood and flesh.

"Your Majesty? What kind of variation is this? "

"Neither kneel before the prince, nor salute. He also coveted the royal swordsmanship. In this case, what crimes can be committed? "

Kars Ulrich frowns with a stiff face.

"Not showing royalty a worthy example is an offense against royalty, and coveting royal riches is beyond royal authority, and so is revenge. "

I said that and looked around with sharp eyes.

"On whose knees? "

"All of them."

The moment Carls waits to fall, he tries to look dumb.

"Your Majesty! How could I have regarded His Majesty as a mastermind! It was never meant to be! "

"Sire! Please forgive me with generosity! "

"You're coveting a caribou! It was just a admiration for your dedication, and I had no heart to do so! "

Some justify forgiveness, others plead excuses. But no one said it was nothing.

"How dare you!"

Angry court knights kick their men behind their knees and thrust them into the knife house. At the same time, the men fell to the ground and poured out forgiveness.

"Then he's..."

Kars Ulrich, kneeling before his men, looked at the bloody man and asked him for his sin.

"You mocked me in the face, insulted my knight. "

He treats Arwen Kirgayen as a whore. The prince's voice was cold before. Carls looks back at the prince without my knowledge. Somehow, the prince looked magnificent.

In the meantime, the nobles were fighting against Aung San Suu Kyi.

"Sire! Forgive me even if I see your face! "

"My family has been loyal to the royal family for generations! How could I do that? "

A challenging voice protruded from the wailing voice.

"Sire! No matter how you tell me, I can't treat the eldest son of a stubborn Earl! "

A man with a blurred eye bowed to the spirit of wine shot the prince and said,

"I can cover it now! Then my family will treat you with unchanging loyalty! But if you really do what you want, you can stay as our family..."

"Do it."

Even before the words were finished, the prince came forward.

"Try it."

Twinkling.

The earliest son of the startled Earl trembled.

"By the way. "

The prince smiled coldly.

"Before that, your father's neck will be caught in the castle. My son just had a breakdown. "

The man got tired of being white. I simply realized that the words I took out to set out the background were too much. The energy of the spirit that filled the eyes of the corporation flew out.

"Your Majesty! That's not what I meant! It's just..."

"What are you doing? Do I have to keep hearing this? "

At the end of the day, soldiers rushed into the mansion. Kars handed over the nobility's restraints to them.

"What about Eliga's restraint? "

"Leave him alone. "

Pretentiously, he knelt on his knees and did not tease his mouth as he was scolded. There was absolutely no reason to ask for sin. Moreover, Eliga's son had something to look at separately.

"Just say the word. Come to the palace soon. "

I've done too much to tell the story. I thought the story should be postponed to the next day.

"Let's go back."

That's how the prince's visit ended.

* *

I was in the kingdom all night.

Ten or so nobles were detained in the prisons of the royal palace.

"What the hell is the reason! I don't want to tell my master if I have to give him some flexibility! "

Representatives of the nobility who were staying in the royal palace protested violently. They wiped out the captain of the royal guard, saying, "What is sin?" And finally, when I found out about the Autonomous Church, no one raised their voice like the first time.

I've secured witnesses to the royal insults, backlashes, and grievous crimes. Representatives fled the royal palace as if fleeing.

That was the same for Baron Valson's surrogate.

The delegate was unable to do anything while watching the frontal teeth fall out of the window and the chin crumble and die in a cold prison. The representative pleaded for treatment, but it was not even accepted.

It was for this reason that the First Prince made a solemn decision separately.

* *

"As soon as your body was released, you did a very grand job. "

The King's cold voice resounded in the Feud. However, Prince Idrian Leonberger, who can be said to be the cornerstone of all this commotion, was so preoccupied.

"I was ignored and ridiculed in the face of war. Should I have stayed put? "

"You're worthless. "

"There's nothing wrong with that. "

In the first place, the prince pretended not to have heard my disadvantage.

"Do you know what you've done? "

It was an unpredictable insult to the royal family, so things got complicated because of the buzz. One will be punished for the honor of the royal family, but there are fourteen families involved. I even entangled myself with the restraint of the Earl, who could be called to reap the nobility.

There was a pretty big repulsion to deal with according to the law. It could have been an unpleasant thing. This means that the royal honor will fall to the ground.

It wasn't a troublesome situation, of course. Maybe it was a phonebook.

But apart from that, the prince, who had done unthinkable things, was punished. He jumps like a thunderclap. Again, it was a specification to shit the honor of the royal family as before.

"You're not worried about rebuttal. "

I'm thinking about what to punish, and the prince said.

"These are from my family. They're the only ones who want to know the name of their family. "

The king opened his eyes and looked at the prince.

The prince was a wreck, but the wall was not large enough to touch him. I just treated my father with fear, avoidance and silence.

"If you give up your family, your future will be in jeopardy. "

"Sounds like your story. "

"Why not? "

I didn't make fun of my mouth like I do now.

"Send a tender. "

"To whom? "

You keep knowing this, the prince's actions were indeed ruthless and fearless.

Now that he's dead, there's nothing to see. Maybe he or she made some changes.

But instead of being a tree, the king waited quietly for an answer. He could punish the prince for his cruelty or make other choices.

"to their brothers and sisters. "

The king looked at the prince without a word. The prince did not avoid that gaze.

After a while, the King opened his mouth.

"Get out of here."

It was not the bees that came out of the king's mouth.

"Yay."

The prince bowed his head with a smile.

* *

"I have to get rid of my cheap shit. "

I will also tell you how to resolve the disturbances that occurred during the night. I am no longer reluctant. Upon arriving at the royal womb, Adelia Bavaria was summoned to my room.

She didn't know what I was going to say, but she noticed it was incredibly unsettling. Whether he made a mistake or not, chewing his lips seemed like a sinner.

"Relax. I'm not trying to hack you. "

I spoke as softly as I could, but it didn't work.

You should have said he was a mess.

I sighed and sat her down on the table. Then he asked about the family.

"It's just a faggot family whose name or name is barely on the Noble List. Your Majesty is not the kind of family you should be interested in. "

It was the same answer I heard the other day. She had no idea how great a descendant of a family she was.

It was painful.

The history of glory was erased, and the miraculous rites of secession were cut off. The great fortune, the high pride, disappeared.

But in the meantime, there was something left.

I looked over her head. I saw a status window that popped into the air.

There was a "legacy" that Adelia Bavaria inherited.