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

I heard a thunderstorm.

A light of color flashed over the blackly bitten sky.

Every time there is a flash, the green shadow grows.

Dothrin's warlocks and non-dragon knights.

They were fighting vigorously against something.

It seemed like he was fighting with the night sky itself.

Arwen Kirgayen narrows her eyes and looks down.

A plain that is as dark as the black bitten sky.

There will be a prince there.

"Ha!"

Arwen Kirgayen kicked her back hard.

Buoooooooo.

Someone blew the horn.

At the same time, the knights sped up as if they had made a promise.

It all feels the same.

The prince must be fighting in that giant, ominous dark dungeon.

The Knights sped up even more.

There was darkness in the middle of the plain.

As if one corner of the world were drawn and filled its place by night, the boundaries of clear light and darkness became a little closer.

A brave scorpion with an undeniable battlefield frightens and twists his head.

She grabbed the reins with one hand and forcefully fixed the horse's head.

With one hand, I pulled out the sword and put out the sword.

"Lead the way!"

The knight who followed shouted.

Arwen Kirgayen stepped into the darkness without hesitation.

As he stepped across the border, an unpleasant energy surrounded him.

Darkness before my eyes.

His vision narrowed in an instant.

The ears are eaten, and the hooves of the horses are frequented.

Everything was heterogeneous as if it were submerged in water.

The speed of running horses fell markedly.

It was ominous.

But she didn't stop talking.

Rather, he sped up.

Two energies that became clear the moment you crossed the border.

Both belonged to those she was familiar with.

Adelia Bavaria and Vale Ballerhard.

The knights who followed the prince were fighting something in the depths of darkness.

It wasn't unusual.

Their energy was in jeopardy, as if they were scrambling right now.

Apart from the prince, they are the most quarrelsome in the kingdom.

What the hell is in front of me, so they're doing classics, too.

She sped up even more.

I've been trying to figure out what's in front of me.

"Everyone..."

Before her words, which sought to give a short warning of an unusual situation, burst out from all over.

"Narrow the gap! Knights, draw your energies and protect your body!"

"It's not usually the dark! You will always be within reach of your allies' sights!"

"We only take the road where the lead has confirmed it!"

Strange distance-sounding shouts, the knights of the rear echoed the instructions of the leading knights.

Unusual darkness, an unidentified enemy that makes even great knights classic.

Nevertheless, the knights who crossed the border remained calm.

Arwen KirGayen folds her worries.

I didn't think I needed to care anymore.

She watches over the darkness and prepares the enemy to reveal herself soon.

The darkness was chaotic from afar.

"Prepare for the Leading Battle!"

Arwen Kirgayen shouts as she takes the lead.

Bernardo Eli waits with her.

"A big wedge!"

Gurwayne Gust and the Masters of the Testament Knights gave immediately after.

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"Hoo, hoo."

Arwen Kirgayen looks forward with a small breath.

It was so quiet.

The darkness that surrounded him was as silent as when.

Even the sound of a horse's hoof is eaten by darkness, and silence sits on every side.

Until a little while ago, I thought something was going to happen right away.

Arwen Kirgayen frowned and put more light on the sword.

Lightning.

Light has spread in a world where darkness has fallen.

There was something in the realm of light.

Ugh.

Something disappeared beyond the darkness.

Arwen Kirgayen shouts in haste.

"Don't spare Mana! Clear your sights first!"

Glorious lights burst throughout the ranks.

Suddenly the four sides were brightened.

The Knights' left and right, front and back, where the darkness was resolved, were filled with black things.

Black beasts rush side by side with the Knights, killing even the footsteps.

Khhhhhhhh!

The light-exposed beasts leap towards the Knights.

"Ha!"

The knights of the sides clasped together and scattered their swords.

The black beasts stabbed in the bayou light scatter like smoke.

That was the beginning.

The black beasts rush back and forth with their teeth stiffened.

There were battles everywhere.

However, even for a moment, the Knights did not stop.

I cut off the black beasts that were running unrelentingly, and went on to the depths of darkness.

I used Arwen Kirgayen as a prelude to the silver lions.

"Don't back off!"

Guerwain Gust shouts.

"Don't slow down the horses!"

Bernardo Eli shouts.

"Your Majesty is there!"

Arwen Kirgayen cries out with a Mana.

Tofu tofu.

The sound of the horseshoe, which had been eaten by the darkness, began to resound again.

Boooooooooo.

The sound of the trumpet pierces the darkness and spreads far away.

Aggravation!

The golden clergy and blue flashes soared for a moment.

"Former Knights! Charge!"

Arwen Kirgayen shouts, pointing to the darkness with her sword.

Each one has its own shining black light.

Hundreds of knights tear the darkness into a single window.

A sack of light tears the black beasts apart and pierces the darkness.

And it finally came to pass.

Surrounded by black beasts, bloody knights fight.

Adelia Bavarian, who wears a vine armor and tears off her ears, is struggling with black beasts.

A baleared baleard that bites around and becomes bloody with one black hand.

Arwen Kirgayen's eyes were littered with fire.

"Step on it and crush it!"

She spits out a harsh word and scatters her sword toward the black beasts.

The stars bloom and the black beasts burst into pieces.

Bang!

The knights that followed trampled behind the black beasts.

Quadcopt.

Fragmented darkness and black flesh splattered everywhere.

"Salute the Knight of the Five Rings!"

"Salute the cruel angel's struggle!"

The knights paid a short tribute to the two silver lions who struggled in isolation.

"Lord Adelia! Vale! Are you all right?"

Arwen Kirgayen, who fell out of the ranks, speaks to the two knights.

"You are in there!"

Adelia Bavaria replied with a voice that was still full of speculation, even as she was exhausted.

Arwen Kirgayen's face hardened when she saw the direction she was pointing.

The darkest darkness was scattered all around, the darkest and deepest of which was the centre, and there was a faint glow.

Arwen Kirgayen, who turned his head again, asked.

Do you have more power to fight?

Adelia Bavaria climbed on Arwen Kirgayen instead of answering.

"Use this sword as soon as you can!"

Arwen Kirgayen, who looked back, threw the extra sword that Vale Baleard had saddled.

"Go ahead. I'm going to my feet."

She nods at the words of a swordsman or a knight.

Then he ran without even looking back.

As the Knights no longer know what's blocking them, only the heat comes from the front.

"Lord Eli!"

"You're in front of me!"

As her question stopped, the knight who fought with the black beast pointed to me.

Arwen Kirgayen hesitated for a moment.

The Knights who lost speed were surrounded by black beasts.

If you leave it like this, the damage will increase rapidly.

"We'll take the back, come on!"

The hesitant knight who saw her pushed her back.

"Please cheer up!"

Arwen Kirgayen, who cried out in a short voice, urged her words to the front of the line.

"Damn it! Die!"

After finally arriving at the forefront of the hippo, Bernardo Eli was speechless, scattering his sword.

Khhhhhhhhhh.

The darkness in front of him was bigger and fiercer than any beast they had ever encountered.

"Welcome! What are we gonna do about this guy? We're moving forward! Like this! Haha! Moving forward! We're all going to die!"

Bernardo Eli, who sniffed away from the running darkness, looks at her and asks for help.

Arwen Kirgayen and Adelia Bavaria rush to the darkness, sneaking out of the horse.

Vale Baleard and Guerwain Gust, who were one step late, also joined them.

There was an upheaval.

The darkness shifts the shape of the time angle and attacks the silver lions.

The silver lions also face each other without losing.

The torn fragments of darkness scatter. The fragmented light scattered everywhere.

The great darkness fell to an end, but the place was soon filled with another darkness.

It was followed by a violent battle.

The situation has deteriorated rapidly.

Vale Valrhaud, who was in poor health, was not exercising his powers properly, and Adelia Bavaria, who was injured, was also unable to exert her usual powers.

Bernardo Eli and Arwen Kirgayen, who have just joined the battle, are also cut off and quickly exhausted from the ever-rising darkness.

Guerwain Gust and other gifted lions were scattered all over the place.

But even in that situation, they were moving towards the center of darkness.

"Ugh!"

Every step of the way, one of the Knights of the Kingdom falls.

"Long live the kingdom of Leonberg!"

"Wow, for His Royal Highness..."

Knights of the Testament Knights, surrounded by black beasts, died crying out for the name of the kingdom and the prince.

As we moved forward, the darkness resisted even more strongly.

Damage increased rapidly.

Arwen Kirgayen raises her head while cutting off the darkness from the front.

I saw non-dragon knights struggling around by the black-winged creatures that filled the sky.

The sky is too urgent to hope for the Warlocks' blessing.

But she didn't give up.

The role of the five hundred knights, including her, was not in victory.

They were just a selection team arriving ahead to make time before the battalion arrived.

"Hold on! If you hold on, your allies will come!"

Arwen Kirgayen shouts to tear her throat apart.

I didn't stop shouting and encouraging the knights, full of manna.

So that weary knights can light up their swords again.

Sometimes she leaves the ranks and saves the isolated knights, and she supports the dangerous ranks.

While she is commanding the knights, Bernardo Eli cuts off the darkness while battling the harshest battlefields.

"There's no better day to recite the poem of the moon."

With a drunken face, Bernardo Eli, who bled out his gangrene, suddenly blinked.

"During the night of the Black Moon, the sword was bluishly rusted!"

A pale light appeared on the tip of his sword.

A clear, sharper light swept through the darkness than any light he had ever smoked.

"The pale moon robs the blue melt, and grinds the day with the sound of wolves weeping."

The moonshine blooms around him.

The black beasts on the edge of pale light fall down without fail.

Arwen Kirgayen, who stands next to him, comes up with a myriad of stars.

The darkness melts instantly under the starlight and moonlight blooming in the air.

"For Leonberg!"

The deceitful knights shouted and went forward in unison.

At that time, the darkness that was filling the plain flocked in one place.

The darkness that united became a giant monster.

Khhhhhhhh!

A fierce roar swallowed up the screams of the knights.

The monster reaches out to the giant.

But even before that huge body was fully extended.

Fresh!

The red trajectory flies through the darkness.

Bang!

A trajectory plunged into the middle of the monster explodes with great noise.

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"Long legs aren't a quick step! Who shoots faster than our dwarves!"

Gurca, commander of the Iron Corps, bursts into light.

Chirachic.

In the meantime, the other dwarves spread widely across the plains, finishing the heat of the iron cannons.

Gurca, the commander of the squadron who stopped gazing, raised his blunt fingers and pointed to the monster that caused his body to budge far away.

"A man with no choice but to target himself!"

The Dwarves skillfully corrected the angle of the Iron Cannon.

"Start with the ready ones!"

Dozens of iron artillery fire simultaneously after deploying in the plain before the horse ends.

His instructions for sequential release from the prepared ones became colourless, but Gurca did not faint.

"Reload!"

I just wiped my people clean with one shot faster.

Among dwarves busy preparing new cannonballs, humans with black cloaks appeared.

It was the Rangers of Ballerhard.

"Sire! Your faithful guide, Jorden, is finally here!"

One of the rangers stopped running forward and cried out in shock.

"Oh, a little! Get out of my way!"

"Just run when you say that!"

The rangers who were running after him kicked the ranger and pushed him away.

"Slower Ranger than a Short Leg Dwarf!"

"The name of the Ballerhard Ranger will cry. I'll cry."

A ranger howls around, screaming.

"The fastest thing to do is to be virtuous. Virtue isn't how fast you go to Ranger, it's how fast...!"

Bang!

The iron cannons that have finished reloading before the Ranger finishes talking.

"Ugh! My ears!"

The Ranger grabs his ear and screams.

"I hear a beep in my ear!"

The rangers, who were turning their ears in good timing or not, lowered their hands and rushed forward.

The squadron commander who is making a fuss to die left behind.

Boooooooooooo!

Each of them came forward, blowing a trumpet in his waist, and stood against the heat.

Kung kung.

And one step late, the kingdom's army appeared on the plains.

A golden lion roars through the plain.

"Soldiers!"

The king roars under the scattered flag.

"Advance!"

Fearfully pausing at the end of the words, the ranked soldiers of the empire began to move forward in unison.

"The night will no longer be dark, for the white and white tent will be spread out over the sky!"

The wizards who made progress on the White Night chanted their magic words together and opened their paths by throwing out the gloomy darkness in the plain.

The rangers run in unison along such an open path.

"Your Majesty! Just a moment! This Vincent is coming!"

At the forefront of it was the Duke of the North, who was reconciled with one knight, despite the heavy burden he had on his family.