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

I'm next to the bad guy. I'm struck by lightning.

Bernardo Eli thought this was a good indication of his situation.

He was standing next to the eldest son of the Earl, who had made an adversarial remark, and he stood in the court, and he was shattered.

Until I stood in the witness' seat and testified that I had entered the facts, I thought so. I just spilled a little dirt.

However, it didn't take long for him to realize that his body was blood, not filth.

Cabalin Bernardo, who committed the sins of his children under the thousand thousand thousand thousand thousand thousand years, bought the grudge of the nobles. As a result, from the second trial, he stood with others in the position of a sinner, not a witness.

The fallen family was regrettable, and the royal family, who gave themselves as sacrifices, felt sorry for the nobles.

But what am I supposed to do? It's a sin to be powerless.

I was just trying to live quietly in a territory like a dead rat if I forgive a moderate sin.

Even that was an illusion.

The North has slaughtered more than thought. Four days later, the Orcs invaded, and it was a terrible place where no one would ever die.

In fact, less than two weeks after arriving in the north, half of the manganese died. Some had axes on their foreheads, and others stepped barefoot beneath the walls and became blood loaves.

No one cared about their deaths. Young people who were the heirs of a noble family were thrown into a heap of burning monsters and become ashes.

Sinners were somehow desperate to survive. However, this place was too harsh to survive, but less than a month after it finally reached the north, all of them died.

Only Bernardo survived.

The Manna method and swordsmanship passed down from the family supported his life. This was the only lifeline that the family had fallen and had not given up to the end.

I had hoped that I might finish my pregnancy safely.

But this damn cold land was originally meant to trample on human hope.

An unprecedented monster, the King of the Orcs, led 20,000 troops to invade the castle.

Faced with that powerful presence, I felt the fear of my soul breaking. When the Orcs' great organs blossomed on the spire, they felt desperate as if they had glimpsed into an ominous future.

Then a strange boy crawled onto the spire. A boy who jeopardizes the roof of a frozen spire cuts off the waist of a red flag and raises it high.

The moment I saw the sight of nothing, hope blossomed in despair.

The sound of the trumpet resounded. The knights sang a strange song. At that moment, the mana of the heart fluctuated.

The fear of tapping into existence gradually diluted.

Then Bernardo realized that the boy standing on the spire was the remorse that brought him to the place where he slaughtered himself.

I resented it.

He lost everything and struggled on the wall without anyone's care, but the prince was ruined and was not worthy of the soldiers' support.

Dirty world. Goddamn life.

But I couldn't just resent him forever.

The Orcs are advancing. Winter rangers swirled arrows, but couldn't stop the dark green waves that watered the snowfield.

The wolf oaks climb the wall. The ladder was overrun.

Numerous Orcs crawl up the wall.

"Arrow!"

The ranger in front reached out. Bernardo tries to give you the arrow that was waiting, but the Ranger doesn't move.

"Ah..."

Bernardo can see the window popping into the back of the Ranger later.

Tuck.

The Ranger rolls over the wall without force. Then a huge oak shoved into the head.

"Yikes!"

I pull out the sword. It's full of Mana and swung the sword at the Orcs.

A dizzy monster that will split its head at the stake, but the Orcs are not dizzy.

Bang!

An oak stretches out its feet, blocking the attack with a red energetic sword. It fell out of the wall and became a bloodbath. I twisted my body and tried to damage it, but unfortunately it was so crowded over the wall.

Bernardo, who is caught in the body of a Ranger, rolls to the ground.

"Who can help..."

I looked around for someone who could help.

A soldier with a severed arm pushes the oak to his body. A ranger who loses two eyes pulls the oak and stabs the dagger. A knight surrounded by three Orcs strives with a hand axe in his waist.

Neither one was looking at himself.

"Ah..."

Bernardo intuited death. I put out my sword as I looked at the eager oak. But it was nothing but a powerless bluff.

The sword flies away by the sword of an oak with a red energy.

I closed my eyes. May the King die painlessly.

Spatula.

The creepy noise dug into my ears.

I think I've cut my throat. I'm gonna cut your breasts out. He stabbed me in the stomach. There were countless thoughts in my head.

But I didn't feel anything.

Maybe he was immediate. Bernardo would rather be relieved.

I'm glad he died clean.

"What? Close your eyes? You son of a bitch, where's your knight? "

At that time, someone lagged behind. Bernardo opens his eyes to the shock of the goal shaking.

"You're a wire brat? You're such a bastards! "

The boy with the blood on his face was in a rage. The living Orc became a corpse with a fleeing head.

"Your Majesty..."

"Get up! Grab the sword! If you're not gonna fight, go down! Get in the way!"

The prince, who quickly stretched his horse, ran along the wall. Every time he passes, the Orcs fall, sprinkling blood.

"Sprinkle it!"

The rangers are sowing oil. The flaming arrows fall over the oaks.

Feng, the fire rises beneath the walls with the heat.

If there's something like this, I'll use it in real time.

Bernardo hesitates to see that the last oak that climbed over the wall was throated.

I take a deep breath. Then I see a prince talking to the commander from a distance.

The prince could not even remember himself.

That was more unjustified than the sense of relief that he survived.

Ever since that day, Bernardo has hovered around the prince. Hopefully he'll recognize himself.

But that was really stupid.

Where the prince was, it was always where the toughest battles were. It was not something to follow with childish admiration.

I certainly thought so. But then I got a comeback.

I fought evil against it. Even though I almost died a few times, I followed him to the end and stood by him.

The eastern wall was taken from the Orcs. Numerous people died. And he was still dying. The eastern wall became the land of death.

The prince ascended that terrible place.

"Fall out! Take care of the wounded! "

The prince cries out as he slashes the oaks. Rangers who couldn't get away withdrew.

The prince went on and on. The number of Orcs has increased. The wounds on the prince's body began to increase. And in proportion to that, the number of life-saving soldiers has increased.

"Fools! Don't fight! Get out! "

The prince used whale evil. But as the prince said, the rangers were stupid. Instead of fleeing, they fought the Orcs with a bloody body.

Numerous rangers grabbed one or two oaks and blew themselves out of the wall.

Bernardo was questioned momentarily.

Why are they fighting so desperately? There were so many people who threw my life like a rooster to survive.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly I tightened my neck. He flashed before his eyes and was confident that he was crushing his buttocks on the cold floor.

"You stupid bastard! "

The prince was angry. I almost got hit by an Orc while I was in the dark.

"If you're going to do that, I told you to stay under the wall! "

I felt no gratitude. I was angry with the prince who still didn't recognize him.

Who did I come to hell for?

I grabbed the sword with malice.

"If you're going to fight, do it right. Eli."

The prince said.

"Huh?"

Bernardo saw the prince. But the prince was already a long way ahead.

"Did you know? "

"You already recognized it a few days ago. I just didn't give you a vote. "

I heard a clear voice that doesn't match the battlefield. He turned his head and became a bloody knight.

"If you're going to fight, go ahead. If not, step back."

The officer who said so ran to the prince with a trunk of sword. Orcs swarming with bees surround both men and women within seconds.

"Damn it. Why do you keep telling me to go down! "

Bernardo snatches it with his evil sword.

"Follow me to the end! Even if you die, you will follow!"

At that moment, his heart fluctuated.

A story began.

A new aspiration was inscribed in the poem, which even he himself was unaware of.

A sword with a bright glimmer, Bernardo Eli jumps among the oaks.

* *

"Huff, huff."

Bernardo is completely exhausted. I couldn't reach a hand. If the Orcs show up and run to get their throats, it's the plaque that will cut their throats.

Fortunately, however, there were no oaks left on the walls. At least he's alive.

I was breathing, and my feet appeared in front of me.

A prince with a veil of blood all over his head looked down at him.

"Even if you die, you'll follow me? "

I think I heard myself in the middle of the rush.

"Let's do it. "

The prince speaks loudly and turns around.

"Go that way. "

I look at the look of it, and the clear voice I heard once during the battle digs into my ears.

"Ugh!"

A woman who feels beautiful even with her sweaty hair.

"As of today, you will be a prince, not a member of the Central Army. Tell me if you don't like it. He said he would not force anyone to say no. "

"Poetry, I don't like it! "

Where did that power come from? Bernardo shouts.

"Are you?"

The woman said in a fierce tone.

That woman who was harassed by a liquor dealer that day...

Bernardo thought, "The eldest son of Baron Valson, who was killed by the prince and eventually suffered from a sequelae, really died. If he had lived, he would have killed him.

The descendant of Eli family, Bernardo, who insisted on Mana Hart until the end.

I found a master to trust the future in the Winter Castle in battle with Warlord. Then I met my partner who would never make it.

* *

After Nicholo Markiadec saw it with his own eyes, he tried to use it as objectively as possible, except for the rhetoric, some of which he did.

First day of opening. The king of the Orcs, called Warlord, led 20,000 troops to the castle. Even mercenaries who are strong in Warlord's presence pee or drop their weapons. The Warlord throws down his armor and breaks Balahad's banner. His Royal Highness climbs up to the spire, cuts off the armor and blows a horn. Soldiers summoned the soldiers accordingly.

Wolf riders climbed the wall and connected the ladder. The soldiers of Winter Castle bravely fought and drove them out. The enemy was stopped by setting fire to 50 oil jars that had been buried in advance.

Warrior 89. Injured 114. (Seven Probation Knights were killed.))

Day 2 of the opening session. The Orcs attacked the wall the same way they did the day before. The knights of the Winter Castle and the knights of the Wire Master were all able to drive out the Orcs. However, the number of orcs stretched under the walls was still enormous.

Transcript 114. Injured 240.

Day 3 of the opening session. The Orcs are constantly climbing the walls. For two days, Silver Fox mercenaries and the troops of the Central Army fought against them on behalf of the army of the impoverished Winter Castle. But they put down the wall so easily that it was ridiculous, and the castle almost collapsed. After that, the rangers didn't go down the wall.

Transcript 294. There are no casualties. They're all dead.

Day 4 of the previous edition. The eastern wall was overthrown. I took it back late, but the Rangers were damaged. The first warrior among the knights came out. Lidoval Arnaim was also a cheerful knight I had seen several times. The rangers looked exhausted. That could have been a lot less.

Transcript 371. Injured 114. (Rangers were particularly numerous.))

On the sixth day of the war, His Royal Highness was injured during the battle. Everyone told me to go down the wall, but the Second Prince remained on the wall until the end. The First Prince was also injured big and small. But no one advised His Royal Highness to go down the wall. I asked him, and he would not listen anyway.

The blood strings of the Leonberger family were fighting like a soldier on a wall. The morale of knights has risen in accordance with the resolutions of the princes. But there were too many enemies to overcome the situation by fraud alone.

Transcript 224. Injured 199.

Day 13 of the previous edition. For the first time in the meeting, the story of retreat came out. The commander did not accept.

Heavy...

Over 300 warriors, too many dead.

Why aren't the reinforcements coming?

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