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

As soon as I open the door, three shields are in sight.

I was familiar with the sentence engraved on the black background.

I slit my head.

Vincent was looking down at me.

As pathetic as it is, it kicks to the tongue.

"Well."

I spit out a word and looked inside the Feud.

I didn't see it.

I could barely see the situation inside because of Vincent, who was useless but big.

"Let's go."

"Who the hell is here? "

Vincent frowned at me when I asked him a question.

"I'll take you. Your Majesty."

One man, one man, and Vincent, who speaks to me, ignores me and turns around.

But no matter how much I used the dragon, I couldn't see anything about Vincent.

I said my castle when I made my vow, and I never thought I'd be a wall like this to stop me.

I stare at Vincent with a tremble of betrayal.

Of course, the seeds were not eaten either.

Vincent rather snorted.

Kung.

Stepping forward with a heavy foot, I had to be pushed out without desperation by Vincent.

It was different from the court knights who couldn't touch my body quickly.

"Uh, uh. "

Because of Vincent pushing himself, I stepped behind the dance.

"Oh, okay. You can go."

All right, even if he said he'd stop going, Vincent didn't even care about what he said.

After all, I had to watch the Feud doors close.

I used to beat the court knights with my hair. It was the moment when all that hard work became colourless.

"Should I take you to the palace? "

"Going to my feet. Go."

I walked out of front of the Feud whining.

And I came back with a brief term.

Vincent was still standing at the door looking at me.

It's as if I knew about your thoughts from the start.

I frowned.

It wasn't a good thing to beat up knowledgeable court knights, but Vincent had a different story.

I don't think I'll be able to get around anymore. I give up halfway and turn around.

I went straight to my palace.

I sat in the corner of the garden and recalled the situation a little while ago.

I couldn't look inside because of Vincent, but I didn't see anything.

Just before the Feud door closed, I could see strangers over Vincent's shoulders.

Unidentified people wrapped in brown capes from head to toe.

Maybe they're the guests of the rumor.

"Who the hell is that? "

They were standing in the middle of the royal palace without even taking off their cloaks in front of the monarch of the country.

I couldn't even guess who I was.

"If you wait, you'll know. "

When the business is done, Vincent will find my palace and wait until then to solve his questions.

But it is.

"Why aren't you coming! "

Vincent didn't find my palace so deep in the night.

The next day was the same.

I could tell intuitively.

You must have avoided me on purpose.

I don't know what questions I will ask when I meet you, but I won't find my palace.

"Then I have to go. "

Vincent, or someone who will tell me who the guest is, tries to go to the palace with a dose of water, and a messenger comes.

It was the king's word that he would not allow access to the main palace until he separately broke it, and that he would punish the court knights, not me.

"Oh, really! Lethal!"

If you punish me, I'd rather ignore you and poke you in the royal palace. I couldn't do that because of my curiosity.

"Why don't you just tell me! "

I felt my gaze as I was unfair and angry and forgot.

Adelia was looking at me.

Even if I'm being temperamental, I'd be a little unconscious myself.

When I saw that worrying look, Mack opened his eyes and unraveled.

It's not necessarily good to be alive.

I can't even see how angry I am.

"What about the crew or the prize? Where's Arwen?"

I asked Carls where the others were.

"We all know you were in the war with His Majesty. "

"Ha."

I only laughed at the collapse.

I decided to turn me around and I didn't have time to get hurt.

If I was, I'd sneak over the walls and check on the identity of my guests.

"Wall?"

I thought of touching my head like a lightning bolt.

"Your Majesty gave me a restraining order to access the palace. "

I picked up what came to mind.

"That means it's okay to go anywhere but the main house. "

Carls asked, narrowing his glans.

"What the hell are you talking about..."

"What do you mean? "

Faced with Carls like that, I confronted him in a hearty manner.

"I'm going out of the palace. "

Carls dreams of his eyes with a frozen face.

Ugh.

As Carls was so ignorant, Adelia began to move in and out of the room quietly.

Then I took fur and stuff like this and brought it to me.

"Lord Adelia?"

Until then, Carls, who had a dark face, asked Adelia what she was doing now.

"The wind is going to kick hard. "

Then Adelina answered him, "Why do you ask what is natural?"

Carls was grumpy when he got his mouth shut.

"Not this outfit. It's too messy. Please take care of it with your clothes. Like..."

I ignored Carls like that and ordered Adelia.

"You have clothes like that that aren't royal. "

This exotic oil is going to be a stalemate, so I want you to prepare for it.

"Your Majesty! No! "

Kars, who was dumb, cried out in fear.

But neither did I, Adelia.

* *

"Maybe you'll lose your spirit again. "

Carls nags constantly.

"Your Majesty, aren't you really afraid of tomorrow? "

"Your Majesty. Even now..."

His Majesty said he would be punished a great deal, and he said he was not too late.

"If that's the case, it's in the palace. I didn't come out to do anything. "

"I'm just doing my job, Soim. "

When I shoot, Carls would stand down right now, if usual, without losing today.

"Look, Adelia is still there, and the other knights are still there, why are you only talking about Carls! "

"Others can't talk, so I'm doing it. "

Carls, how much nagging has been transmitted to Vincent.

"If you keep whining behind your back, you leave it. "

I can't wait to say one more word, and I will be forced to take it off.

Carls' nagging, which was almost invisible, was over.

"And how do you know that? "

"The palace has no eyes, no ears. Sooner or later, His Majesty will know. "

"That's why you're all dressed up like this. "

I grabbed the black cloak as I could see.

A furry warp cape worn by the Ballerhard Rangers.

"No matter how frequently the Balearic Rangers come and go, you will soon notice. The number of rangers who entered the palace today and the number of those who left the palace. "

"I'm already out. "

"What are you going to do when you get in? It's only when the checkpoint comes out, but it's different when you go in. "

"I don't know! I'm already out. What am I supposed to do? "

Karl sighs as he tempers into the barracks.

"I'll leave it for real. So stop."

Once again, I wandered around the royal palace, sealing Kars' mouth.

The citizens of the royal family were not particularly vigilant when they saw me disguised as a ballerhard ranger.

It was natural.

The majority of the rangers, led by Vincent, were stationed in the Fort of Wiresa, but some of them were staying in the royal palace with my lord.

For the citizens of the royal family, the Balahard Ranger was neither a rare nor a group to be wary of.

"Oh! Are these the Ballerhard Rangers! Come here and taste this. "

"It's cold, but there's a lot of trouble! "

Rather, hospitality followed wherever I went.

I felt proud.

I was so glad that the Rangers who had worked so hard in this harsh fortress were being welcomed by the citizens of the royal family.

So instead of pretending I didn't know their hospitality, I approached them and mingled.

"Oh! Delicious! "

"Fruit is real when it's cold! "

I stopped at the stall and chewed the fruits that the virtuous merchant gave me.

"Melt yourself in here by the fire. "

"Should I?"

They were also beaten by the cracks of melting citizens gathering at the fire.

"Your Majesty, please. I'm not going to tell you to go back to the palace anymore, so keep your distance. "

Every time Carls pleaded with a slightly nervous face, I did not pretend to have heard.

I've been wandering the royal palace for so long.

Even though I was floating in the middle of the sky, I began to glimpse who was leaning.

I finally caught a passing citizen.

He then asked him what was the most fascinating tavern in the royal family.

"No! The drunkards are blurred in reason! You can't get caught in traffic for nothing! "

Carls cried out in opposition.

"That's the delicacy of the tavern! "

"Your Majesty...! "

"I'm worried about a lot. There are some articles gathered here now, even the lions here. What are you so worried about?"

So I gave Kars a pincup, saying that I was not brave.

"No way! Please reconsider!"

Repeated Mankind.

But I had already eaten my heart hard.

Half my purpose outside the palace was to go to the tavern.

In fact, I've never been to a tavern before.

How many times have I been to a tavern while I was with a mercenary king?

The atmosphere at the time was quite invigorating, even though I felt like a lump of iron.

I wanted to feel the vibrancy and vibrancy of the human body properly.

Moreover, the mercenary king was a supportive palace, but I only saw him quietly solving his problems by sitting in a corner tank. I had never really experienced the atmosphere of a tavern.

Eventually I finally headed to the tavern despite Carls' repeated manhood.

"Oh! You've already started! "

I was distracted by the noise that came out of the door at an early hour, when it had not yet completely stopped.

Bang!

I opened the door vigorously and entered the tavern.

The drunkards stared at our group at the moment.

The commotion that had spread to the outside of the door had not ceased.

The body of the nervous knights blossomed finely.

But before such a bloom reaches the inside of the tavern,

"It's the Ballerhard Ranger! "

"Here! Here! Sit this way!"

"Put on a host drink! The Ballerhard Rangers are here and they'll just be watching! "

Drunks wax, scream.

Even me, who wandered the royal palace during the day and was accustomed to the hospitality of the citizens, reacted so fervently.

I was sitting at a table in the middle of a new tavern somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

"What, you're too young? No, I have to say I'm young. "

One of the drunks threw a word out of my face under the cloak.

"Yes. Are you new? "

"No matter how old you look, you're not supposed to be in the Orc War. "

"It's been a long time since I've tried to listen to the dancing tales of the good Rangers. "

Still full of arcs, but a little earlier expectations were no longer visible.

"I don't know! I am the one who saw the beginning and end of the Orc War! No one knows better about the war against the Orcs than I do! "

Seeing them like that, I shuddered with indifference.

Carls and the knights looked at me with a firm face.

I liked to do it late, but it was already a symbolic tax.

Looking at the expectation-packed drunks, I kept buzzing.

"From now on, I will tell you all about the Orcs' quake and fall! "

"Ohhhhh!"

The drunkards cheered as if they were disappointed.

"When I went to Bayach, seven years ago! There are signs that the atmosphere in the Blade Mountains is unusual beyond the strongholds! "

I woke up from my seat and chatted about the battle with the Orcs to rest my neck.

"Orc hair! Lie to the oak ship with your feet! "

"Ooooooooo!"

"... none of the Orcs left the fort alive that day. "

"Kaaaa!"

"... but they were relentless, leading more of the crowd the next day..."

"Damn Orcs!. "

The drunkards rewarded me for laughing, crying, cursing, and cheering enthusiastically.

And then I got all excited.

"I feel like it! I buy all my drinks today! "

I got drunk and jumped.

"Ranger! Ranger! "

The drunkards loved the name of the Ballerhard Ranger.

"For Ballerhard! "

"For the shield of the kingdom! "

The drunkards who lifted their glasses shouted out a toast.

"I've never seen a man as angry as you. If you tell me my name, I will remember it."

One of them asked me a name.

"This..."

When I tried to tell you my name without hesitation, I immediately gave you a different name.

"Jorden! Ranger Jorden is my name! "

"Oh! Ranger Jorden! "

I've been drinking to the drunks several times.

The tavern ran up.

I don't know how hot it is.

It was burning to my face.

Laughing, chattering, screaming, somewhere the glass breaks and the table flips.

There was no such mess.

"Your Majesty. No more. "

Carls said it was time to leave. He grabbed me.

I pretended to not be able to beat the rest of Kars in a completely messed-up atmosphere, too.

And only after I left the tavern did I realize.

"Oh, you didn't pay for the drink. "

I lost my mind and forgot to calculate the value of my drink.

"Why don't I go back and do the math? "

"All right. I told you my name, and you'll take it. "

"Didn't you name Ranger Jorden? "

"Yes."

Carls now turns away from me with a face that he doesn't even know.

Then, I urged myself to go back to the palace if I had this much royalty.

"No, there's still more to go. "

"Where else? "

He turns his head to Adelia rather than to Kars, who sighs.

"Lead the way."

"Your Majesty?"

I smiled at Adelia who didn't know English.

"I've decided to have dinner with the Adelias. "

At my word, Adelia begins to stagger.

"Go, suddenly? "

"Why, don't you like it? "

"That's not it. How could you go to such a hideous place..."

"What? Stack it up? I told the palanquin to get it to the right house. Did the palanquin not do the right thing? I didn't mean to kill him like that..."

"It meant that a noble man like you was not the place to take a step. "

"Why is it not a place to take a step? You said there was an Adelian family. My brother's there, too. "

"Yes, but..."

"Adelia's brother is nothing to me. "

I wasn't just saying.

Adelia's blood was the descendant of Anne.

It was foolish to treat a man like a saint.

Of course, even if it wasn't, the fact that she was Adelia's sister meant enough to me already.

"Your Majesty..."

Adelia looks at me with an impressive face.

Then he started to lead me with a splashy face.

I didn't know why I needed such a sarcastic attitude when I was heading home, but I was able to reach my destination after Adelia.

Not far from the royal palace, a house full of buildings of all sizes, Adelia, standing in front of an impressive house with a red roof, looked back at me.

"I'll go in first and get ready..."

"I'm not prepared for anything. Okay, I'm coming in. "

I kept pushing Adelia's back as far as the front of the house.

Pinch.

I heard a doorbell, and someone pulled out their face from inside the house.

Soft, dark-brown hair, sharp rust.

"Sister? What are you suddenly doing? Who else is next to...? "

He was a very, very handsome boy who resembled Anne.

Looking at the fat boy looking at me, I said,

"Hello?"

Nice to meet you.