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

The left hand carries the backpack and the right hand with the sword just stretches out. The mood is calm and breathing is relaxing. The outsider looked like Sanborn.

"Whoo."

I chose to hide carefully. He hovers around the outsider with his black hand fixed several times.

"Do you need more time? "

An outsider said with a frowning face. It was an obvious provocation.

I gladly accepted that provocation.

Tak-tak.

I hit the floor, dragging the stretched sword as if it were touching the floor, and lifting it up.

Fresh.

The outsider twisted his torso. That's enough. My attacks are futile.

"Since the first attack, it's still a poisonous sword. "

He immediately launches a second attack, staring at the outsider who kicks his tongue.

Good boy.

The outsider's shoulders were cut off by pulling down the extended sword. Of course, the attack didn't work this time.

I swung the sword again.

Take it.

Stabbed, slashed, shot, and attacked for a long time.

Half of them missed. The other half was blocked by a sword.

"This is enough to unravel the body. "

After the sword crossed vertically, the outsider asked. His eyes were like beasts lying in the bush waiting for a prey.

"Get Mana out. "

I looked around instead. Adelia and the court knights and the men of the First Princess' womb were seen. Everyone was watching me and the homeless.

Maybe the painting you want me to do is roll the floor in front of them. That's very unfortunate, too.

Yalpy. Yalpy.

I shook my sword and retreated.

Hoo.

Cleans up the exhaled breath to the tip of the jaw and stretches the sword.

"You've already given up. "

The outsider teased me.

"No way. "

I looked at the outsider briefly.

Yale Mimichi did, but he had to admit it.

The outsider was strong.

An outsider is looking for such an opportunity. The outsider was only waiting for me to pull Manah out of Manah Hart.

To give you a more miserable defeat.

A lesson about her nephew's erroneous decisions, or the possibility of genius, could have been waged against the manganese that was thrown into the gutter. Maybe both.

Well, it was a motive, I guess.

What was important now was that as soon as I activated Mana Hart, things were likely to go as expected by the outsider.

I looked at my body.

Manah Hart, who sits on his chest, is now very heavy. Karden, who was chasing after me, scratched Mana to death because of the existence of a crazy bitch.

But that was not enough.

The outsider said he would use only one ring, but he could not think that one would be the same as the other.

Even if Arwen Kyrgyzstan did not have the same power as other rural knights.

I don't know, but the ring of her outsider must be a few times more powerful than that.

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If it's a crisis, it's a crisis. But I wasn't worried.

"Are you laughing?"

I guess I was laughing at a bird I didn't know. I was upset by the look on the outsider's face.

"Isn't that weird? "

Seeing such an outsider, he asked.

"Until 400 years ago, a lot of knights achieved unbelievable strides. They all had Mana Hart. The country's great-grandchildren were one of them right now. "

"I don't think I can prove it myself with a sword. Now will you prove its usefulness with a horse? "

Despite the blatant laughter, I was not complacent.

"By the way, I can't believe there was a technique that made all of those great knights feel like garbage. "

An outsider frowns.

Because the resonance of the Mana Chain was the theater of Mana Hart, that's why Mana Hart was conceived.

"They all thought so. The manah chain was stronger than manah, so manah was the boss. "

"What the hell do you want to say? "

"My thoughts are different. "

Manah Hart was not born because Manah Chain was stronger than Manah Hart.

"It wasn't Mana Hart who was weak, it was the owner. "

The outsider treated my horse like a prank.

"It's not all the same Mana Heart. "

There was an apparently distinguishing gap in Mana Hart.

"If you're talking about the upper and lower extremities, it doesn't matter. None of the masters were defeated by knights of the Quad Chain in the past without a Superior Mana Heart. "

Yeah, there was that distinction.

But it's just a handout of efficiency. The real criterion for distinguishing the Manna Hart was not that of efficiency and power.

"Have you ever heard of Moo-hoon Shi? "

The outsider was now blatantly annoying.

"This place is a place to share swords, not a place to talk about ticklish songs. "

I didn't understand what the hell I was talking about.

"I thought I'd say that if I was an outsider who said Manah Hart was a lowly skill that mercenaries could learn. "

It's better to show it once than to say it a hundred times, maybe you should write it like this.

"Come."

I can't wait any longer, and the outsider scratches his sword.

I was small-minded when I saw it.

"A hundred victories is my pride, my strength. "

"What?"

I heard a message as if I were answering.

Sing a hundred victories against twenty trainees who dream of becoming knights.

[Moo-hoon Shi] was created.

Achievements are imprinted on the heart.

Imprinted achievements become fuzzy.

[Normal Attack] Muhamun Shi, [Poetry of Dance] was created.

[Poetry of Dance] is activated.

The small achievements I have accumulated over the past half year have become futile and have been in my body.

I hit the floor.

"Hap!"

The sword was drawn down as it was.

The outsider frowns and lifts up his sword.

Ooooooooooooooooo.

Before the sword touches, the unique wave of Mana of the Ring has been transmitted.

Bang!

The sword bounces up in an intense shock. The moment Charlna digs her sword, the insides of the ring are turned upside down in Mana.

I endured a thousand waves while fighting a hundred times.

At that moment, I heard a gloomy yelling in my head. The waves that were shaking in my body disappeared in an instant.

This is it.

I smiled at repentance.

I fought over a hundred times to get this poem, and I took the Mana of the Ring from my body over a thousand times. Mana endured the pain of reflux.

"The best thing to endure is ignorance. "

The outsider kicked his tongue and said,

"Do you see me holding back? "

He looks at the outsider and blows his sword again. Without even a slight break, Mana rushes towards the sword.

Bang, bang!

I made dozens of screenings in an instant.

"Haha."

The outsider looks at me with a slightly but admirable face. Even at that moment, I was casting my sword at the outsider.

Bang!

I saw a willingness to turn the gear upside down on the face of the outsider who threw the sword against me without avoiding it.

Bang!

A small question arises on that face.

Bang bang!

The question became even bigger in less than a year.

Bang!

And I became distrustful.

"How..."

"Why? Did you think I'd vomit blood and get worse? "

The sword strikes in the air.

Quajic.

A wave of rings that became more intense than a little while ago dug into the sword. But even then, it resolved quickly and came to an end.

An outsider stares at me.

"What the hell..."

"I told you."

I turned around and drew the sword as it was.

"It's not all the same Mana Heart. "

"You're a contributor."

I think my words have touched the groaning of the outsider.

When you see the first outsider who has been a defensive sidekick.

Phew.

I shunned the sword that flew before my nose, and I was evil.

With the help of Muhyunshi, Mana avoided fighting in the pain of backflow, but the outsider was still a tough opponent for me now.

The sword struck in the air ten times in an instant.

Bang, bang!

The screening came and went again.

The eyes of the outsider were slowly depressed as the day stood. Then, at some point, he became as indifferent as he had just begun the battle.

However, unlike the indifferent eye, the screening was becoming sharper over time.

Quajic!

Gear got his sword and said he was hit.

"Argh."

Grabbed her shoulder and stepped back. The outsider, who made the condition that he would not take his foot off, did not come after me.

"I've had enough of it so far. I'll compliment you."

I didn't know how to stand this well, and the outsider reminded me of a bit of admiration.

When I look at that face, I feel a pinch. I was so angry that I was so good at buzzing.

"400 years ago. The knights made a big mistake. "

He endured the pain of his shoulders and said,

"I didn't leave an enemy to their descendants. "

Muhamun Shi of the article was a record of the past and the present, and at the same time a path to the future.

Raise your soul against a strong enemy and set my limits again with the aim of a stronger presence. The bowl grows and crosses the limit.

That was Moo-hoon Shi.

400 years ago, the knights had enough fuzziness to be called [myth] or [hero].

Perhaps at first they were all fully conveyed.

The magic of the sword, the right form of the heart, the glowing fumigation.

But the years of metallurgy have made me forget the glowing achievements.

How about a dragon I've never seen, how about a giant king I've never heard of.

Faith disappears and mistrust sprouts.

It would have been considered a shabby song or a shabby tale.

Muhamunshi, who doesn't even believe in himself, is like a cheap song.

"A new amusement must have been created. But the only thing you can get is [extraordinary shock]. "

Victory from the Knight of Heat,

I must say, the achievement of defeating a hundred soldiers alone,

I must confess, Muhoon Shi piled up against Humans.

A new breeze would have blown when the [myth] and [hero] families on the continent were no longer left.

The knights I knew would be swept away by the wind.

"Have you ever had a day drink? I don't know what the hell you're talking about. "

The outsider stares at me with annoying eyes.

"Come. Let's finish this useless battle. "

The aura of the outsider stood as sharp as a sword.

Ah! You're kicking the path of the Cross with my feet and showing off your good manners!

"You can't reach the" Transcendence "with the Mana Chain. "

Vallerhard.You arrogant, foolish knight.

"You need to know. How much they've lost. "

If you don't know, I'll let you know.

Kyr, my sword is starting to cry sharply.

"Why didn't you take out that ridiculous sword? "

I took a small step and sang.

"I cut the dragon's scales, and drink its hot blood, which no mortal can cut off. "

Sing "The Poetry of the True Dragon."

You can't handle poetry with your current abilities.

Part of the poem is omitted.

Sing only one verse of the poem, half of it.

Manna Hart herself lifts up her sword in pain as if it were cut off.

Slash the Dragon Scale.

A short song echoed into my head.