I Became the First Prince

Bang bang!

The cannon flies relentlessly.

Huhhhhhhhh!

The monster roars in a red fire.

Arwen Kirgayen and other silver lions shed their sword on the beast.

At that time, the beast that was all over his body collapsed.

The darkness that formed the monster is scattered. The flame that was tangled in the giant's body turned into fire, and it fell to the larynx.

"Ate! Ate! Oh, it's hot!"

Bernardo Eli, who was unable to retreat, flipped over the fire and shook his head.

Arwen Kirgayen looked around after him for a while.

Krrrrrr.

The black beasts, who had retreated for a while due to the beast's turmoil, ran again.

"Hap!"

The Knights of the Silent Knights roar endlessly and scatter their swords.

The black beasts run constantly.

After exhausting knights' swords, the flashes shrivel one by one.

The knight, whose name had not retreated to the end, was surrounded by black beasts and torn his whole body.

"To His Royal Highness!"

The knight who fought with the broken sword cried out the name of the prince and died with the black beasts.

The knights who were bitten by the darkness died with their eyes open.

There was death everywhere.

But everyone survived like a bad boy.

I squeeze the rest of my strength to advance one step further.

Because they still had hope.

And the hope finally stood by them.

"Ballerhard Ranger! 2nd Squadron, we're in!"

"Ballerhard Ranger! Join 3rd, 4th and 5th Battalions!"

The rangers who appeared with the arrowheads stood by the knights of the Testament.

"84-person escort to Karls and Prince Ulrich. It's too late."

Carls Ulrich and the court knights were also with him.

"Wire Magnetic Corps, help the Testament Knights from now on!"

The late Silver Lion Yoke Wiloden and the Wireless Knights took their seats.

"Don't lag behind the humans!"

The Dwarf Legion of Fully Armed Auxiliaries burst into excitement.

"Stand down, wounded. We'll stand in front of you."

Armed with a newly upgraded handgun, the heavily armed musketeers set fire to the black beasts in unison.

"Twenty-eight wizards at Taylor Tailm and the White Yard Tower. I'll light up the front."

The wizards, who appeared in a hurry to run, gasped and drove out the darkness in unison.

The black beasts retreated.

"Antoine and Eunfox 107, I'll take the side."

"Red Shard Knights, 40 people. I will join you."

"Southern Legion, 2nd Infantry Battalion."

"You are here with Berthe of Shrthol, Housekeeper 500. Well, right now, it's only 150."

"Baron Tailm... Eight...? Why is this it? What are you doing behind your back? You goofy bastards! Hoo. Anyway, join us."

The Kingdom's army has joined the ransom front.

Arwen Kirgayen chokes.

Not long after I heard the sound of the trumpet at the end of the plain, so many people were already on the front lines.

I would have come running without even looking back at Bona Mana. I would have cut off the enemies running in front of me and tried my best to get there a little sooner.

Therefore, all the troops that arrived would be shattered.

Arwen Kirgayen chews his lips.

For what?

Glory is a terrible battlefield that can hardly save my life. It wouldn't be weird if someone were to die right now.

"There, my lord..."

"Damn it. Even while you're doing this...!"

"Your Majesty! We are here! Hang in there!"

Many of these people gathered there for one person only.

Arwen Kirgayen suffocates.

The exhaled breath swept through the helmet like a fire.

If she couldn't stand the heat, she choked, and opened the helmet's face cover.

"Lord Arwen?"

Bernardo Eli, who was standing right next to her, looked at her with a sober face.

"Do you think the Knight of Steel will laugh?"

"Yes, I thought you didn't know how to smile."

Rangers nodded.

She carelessly stuttered my face.

Bounty of flesh under the eyes of a wearer.

Both the eyes and the nose that touch the fingertips were different than usual.

Probably laughing.

It brightens without even before.

Arwen Kirgayen lowers the visor again.

"Ah..."

A sigh came out everywhere.

"Seeing you've lost your mind elsewhere, you're still a little less rolling."

He went through the ranks and said, "I don't deserve a man."

"Standing, Lord?"

"Why is the Lord here? The Lord's place is stirring."

In-house, the Lord of Winter and the only Duke of the Kingdom, the Northern Duke shouted at the words of the Rangers.

"What's back there! Since when did the Lord's seat stand behind you?"

"Until then, it's clear that the Lord's mission is not to fight in front of you, but to lead everyone..."

"I wasn't there at the time. I was the only one who could stop them from dying useless."

The Northern Prince's gaze turned backwards.

It seemed as if the gesture was saying that there were many people to take the place of him today.

"Loud and clear, Lord Arwen."

The Northern Duke, who stopped the Rangers from chatting again, headed for Arwen Kirgayen.

"I just stood here today as a knight. The commander here is Lord."

In his words, Arwen Kirgayen saw the knights on the line.

One of them was the proud benefactor of the kingdom, the commanders in charge of one army and one fortress.

They waited only for her mouth to open.

Arwen Kirgayen looks forward again.

The black beasts, who had retreated for a while from the light of the wizards, were lowering their bodies as if they were running right away.

"Soldiers."

She raised her sword and pointed at them.

"Charge!"

Gather the rest of your strength with your mouth and shout aloud.

"To His Royal Highness!"

The army of the kingdom ran out with a shout.

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

The wizards of the White Night Tower summon a white night over the darkness.

"Bullets!"

The artillery of the Musketeers set fire to each other.

"Victory to His Royal Highness!"

The knights of the kingdom rush out with their swords full of light.

"Make it a hive!"

"Kill them all!"

The rangers shoot the iron brains, the soldiers shout and follow the knights.

"For an unchanging friendship like a hearth furnace!"

The dwarves step on the backs of the runners.

Before the dwarves who jumped like that stepped on the ground.

Bang!

Adelia Bavaria jumps in between the black beasts, spilling a red glare.

Articles included Arwen Kirgayen, Vale Valrhad, Bernardo Ilai and Kars Ulrich.

The Dark Front collapsed without a hitch, which was weakened by heavy artillery and rangers' daily fire.

"God damn it!"

Then the dwarves that land on the ground burst into divisions, finding new opponents and digging into the enemy's army.

Bang!

Knights armed with iron armor enter the armies of darkness.

Afterwards, the kingdom's army was pushed like water.

Khhhhhh!

The shattered and torn beasts quickly became black and scattered.

The darkness splits, the light moves forward.

"To His Royal Highness!"

The roar of the royal army pierces the sky.

"Not long to go!"

Arwen Kirgayen and the N'Djamena gaze at the center of darkness far away.

There was a prince there who was stronger than ever, but still had a weak light.

"Charge forward!"

Arwen Kirgayen roars in a split voice.

Now it's less than five hundred feet to the heart of darkness.

It was also straightforward for the prince to fight alone, trapped in the veil of darkness.

But seeing her and the five hundred men left in the royal army was not the same as the previous steps, so it was harder and harder than that.

Small beasts stacked together to become huge beasts.

Giant beasts united to become bigger and more powerful monsters.

One by one, countless monsters stood up and blocked their front.

Knights all over the place fell with blood sprinkled.

The rangers and soldiers were defeated without even leaving a body.

The shouts turned into shouts and screams.

Nevertheless, the Royal Army moved forward.

And they came to the place where they had left the center of darkness fifty cubits.

Honeybee.

At that moment, the darkness shook.

The unclean energy spread throughout the plain.

The White Yard summoned by the wizards is in the dark.

The swordsmanship of the knights swiftly shrivelled.

Later, the wizards again glorify the magic words and drive out the darkness.

The battlefield that was revealed was no longer the same as before.

"Huh? Huh?"

The ghosts rose from the ground and grabbed the Rangers' ankles.

Huhhhhhh!

The dead from the debris pile rush to the soldiers with their cheeky bones.

There was no distinction between front and back, left and right.

The ranks of the Royal Army were immediately confused.

The first long spear was put forward and the dust of the blacksmiths who stabbed the monsters collapsed.

The ranks of the heavy infantrymen, who were as firm as the wall, were messed up by the dead who rose from behind.

The rangers and archers, who were eager for knights in the rear row, held short swords with their bows and iron brains open.

In the meantime, the knights who were constantly moving forward were isolated between the black beasts and the dead.

So the knights who were ahead and the army of the kingdom were divided into two.

"Lord Arwen!"

Knights who were in isolation and struggling with the enemy called her name.

Arwen Kirgayen looks back.

I saw the bodies rushing towards the soldiers.

Half rotten, only bones left, no body like that.

The condition was not good, but it was not difficult to guess what they would have been before life.

Citizens of the Emperor, soldiers of the Empire, knights of the Emperor.

They were all empires.

"Lord Arwen!"

Bernardo Eli called her back.

"Everyone..."

She clasped her voice, noticing the fallen rangers and soldiers everywhere.

"Invert your allies..."

Boooooooooooo!

I heard the sound of the trumpet before she even finished speaking.

Boooooooooo!

Boooooooo!

At first, the sound that was one became tens and hundreds later.

"Ah..."

I saw the rangers blowing horns in her eyes.

The guardians of Winter Castle, surrounded by ghosts and the dead, who blow the horn while fighting with a short sword.

They were talking to her.

Don't stop. Go ahead.

Boooooooooooo!

The sound of the trumpet of advancement resounded from all sides.

"We!"

Arwen Kirgayen chews her lips and squeezes.

"It won't stop!"

Her swordsmanship echoes like a vomit of blood, pointing back to the center of darkness.

"Knights, keep moving forward!"

"Ha!"

The knights began to move forward again with a short shout.

Four hundred Bo.

Three hundred Bo.

And two hundred Bo.

"Just a little more!"

Arwen Kirgayen, who threw off her helmet, cries out with a scattered sword.

Defeating the Black Monsters, cutting off the Dead and the Ghosts, the Knights continued to move forward.

That's when they reached the center of darkness and a hundred miles away.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Disasters have fallen on the battlefield.

Wrapped in black scales as big as a dizzy fortress, and bent over the world with twinkling eyes from above the highest spire.

An arrogant, vast monster who was born, lives and never raises anything.

It was a black dragon.

It's a real dragon, not something that resembles a dragon that Vale Ballerhard defeated.

Aggravation!

The Black Dragon unfolds its wings combed with darkness.

And it flew up.

Towards the little dinosaurs coming and going over the head of the brave creature.

(chuckles)

Poor non-dragon and rider are torn to pieces by the jaw of a black dragon.

After the arrival of the Black Dragon, the forgetful non-dragons crashed.

Aaaaaaaaaaah!

Finally, the rest of the black dragon howled over the sky.

* *

The moment the dragon howled, everyone hardened.

Only two.

With the exception of the king and his son, who was in the blood of the dragon.

The prince stares at the giant monster.

I dragged the long bottoms into my arms.

I thought my brother would have the moment I needed, so I didn't drop anything in my arms while I was on the battlefield.

The prince bit his teeth tightly.

Then I grabbed the end of the cloth wrapped around the object.

"Maximilian."

Then my father approached me and called him gently.

"Give it to me."

The prince shook his head with his eyes open.

"Come on."

The king just gently tiled my chin.

In a voice of indescribable majesty, the prince unwittingly threw out a bow.

Then I got tired of whitening and pulled the corner back towards my body.

However, since the items in the bottoms were already in the king's hands, the prince only recovered a handful of cloth that was wrapped around the items.

"I think the youth and vibrancy the child brought into my body that day was for today."

The king who knocked on my younger brother's shoulder once walked forward.

Towards a monster that shows off its presence in the sky.

"Lungs, Your Majesty!"

The prince, who was awake late, shouted.

The king still held his gaze toward the sky and grabbed the goods he had received from the prince with both hands.

"Royal family swordsman!"

With the Founding Fathers, we found Vivo (), who had been handed down to the royal family.

"Forgotten myth!"

Slaughtered a mighty dragon 400 years ago.

"Give me my life and my soul, and give me strength!"

The king grabs the bogeyman upside down and raises him high.

"You who are trapped under a frozen lake and watch over life and death!"

Then, after learning of my eldest son's existence, I did not sleep for a few days and searched for Remarks and Books and finally recited the royal family passage I had recovered.

"The name that will finally come with the end of howling!"

Ooooooooooooooooo.

The caribou cried low.

"I call upon you under the oath of holy blood!"

"Ah, Father! No!"

The prince rushed with an urgent shout.

"Fulfill the Blood Pledge!"

But then it was too late.

Puwook.

After completing the spell, the king shoved a royal sword in my chest.

"My father!"

The prince cried.

Pot.

A glorious light burst from the caribou.

The king's body was caught in the light.

And when the glorious light disappeared again, the king ceased to exist.

"This is hard."

I'm not in that position.

"I can't avoid her accusation that she took her offspring's body without moving."

He was the great monarch who led the exiles 400 years ago and founded the country in the North. He was the only one who finally defeated the mighty dragon and made a myth.

"But now that the opponent of the Covenant has left, the lives of his descendants have become meaningless. I could not turn away for fear of blame with my forefather's body."

It was the moment when the ancestors of the Kingdom of Leonberg begged the body of my descendants to enter this world.

"How could I retreat if I had met that vast people again?"

The dragon slayer raises its sword and aims for the sky.

* *

The glorious light from the rear.

Ugh.

There were dozens of bodies that died and were brushed around the battlefield.

"The time has finally come!"

"My king!"

"Our King!"

The bodies of those who came back from the dead were cold.

"This time I will follow you to the end!"

It was as hot as the roar of their souls.

"For our king!"

With a shout, the dead began to cross the battlefield.

It was the moment when the Death Nights, once royal Nights but now deceased, began to chase back after the King, who had not followed them until 400 years ago.