I Became the First Prince

The royal army's faction immediately became noisy.

"Knights of Spear! All aboard!"

Jean Kathryn and the knights of spear who were waiting flew up with the non-dragon.

The Warlocks and the Wizards of the White Nighttower were also able to use healing magic to deal with a situation you might not know.

"The child will be fine. This useless life still stands, and there is no way the child is wrong."

He stabbed the royal swordsman in my chest to the point of death, but watched the non-dragon knights flying over the night sky with a parisian complexion.

"Please..."

Similarly, the princes' knights were unholy, so they waited for the prince to come back.

"Damn it! Why aren't you going down!"

Bernardo Eli, who was still looking at the night sky, burst his fist.

"It's so dark! How can I find you in such a high place?"

His expression was filled with nervousness as he continued to see non-dragons hovering around the same place.

"Eh! Coming back!"

Then one of the non-dragon knights returned to the plains where the royal army was gathered.

The knights were repulsive.

Unfortunately, the non-dragon knight was not with the prince.

"I can't get to the ground!"

I only gave you the bad news that I couldn't dare descend because the plain was full of unresolved energy.

Adelia Bavaria's eyes turned back.

"Here, take it!"

The frightened knights of the prince rushed to her.

"Sir Adelia! Calm down!"

Arwen Kirgayen continues to tile with Adelia Bavaria in her arms.

If it had been Adelia Bavaria as usual, he would have run off with his roots. If necessary, he would have drawn the sword and swung it towards his master.

But I couldn't right now.

As a woman who had been depleted in the last battle and had not recovered and had suffered severe injuries, she was merely bluffing.

"Profit!"

Blood quickly rose on the white bandage.

"Let go! Please let go!"

Arwen Kirgayen, who was holding her in her arms, asks if the bandage is red.

"Please! Please let go!"

"Calm down. You're never going to get out of there alive."

Nevertheless, they both sowed each other, and did not stop trying to repress each other.

"Please, please let me go..."

Adelia Bavaria blurred.

"Oh, my lord... my lord..."

And I pleaded.

"Right there, right there... right there..."

Looking at the other side of the plain with tearful eyes, she continued to beg and beg.

"Why! Why don't you let me go! Why are you stopping me!"

Arwen Kirgayen closes her screams.

"Damn it! I'm so helpless again...!"

Even Karl Ulrich, who was serious, forgot his peace and rarely uttered his profanity, kicked the floor.

Vincent Ballerhard calls out to the rangers who survived looking at him with a heavy face.

"Be prepared to begin your search as soon as your energy is weakened."

"I was waiting to finish my preparatory work right away."

Even the Ranger squadron commander, who was constantly complaining about every incident, followed my lord's words with an unmistakable attitude without excusing the big wounds on my body.

In the meantime, the non-dragon knights flew into the sky and found the prince's whereabouts.

Even though time passed, they still couldn't even reach the ground because of the continuous waves of waves, and in the aftermath a storm swept up to the sky.

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I wanted to see thunderstorms in the snow, but it started to rain.

"That's the limit! The non-dragons can't stand it anymore!"

One of the big and small injured non-dragons in the last battle was deceived by a fallen non-dragon.

"Don't give up! You must do it!"

Jean Kathryn climbed on top of my non-dragon and encouraged my companions, who were shortly away.

Meanwhile, I continued to open my eyes and see the plain again.

The plains were turned upside down in the aftermath of a terrible battle that lasted seven weeks.

It was not easy to find a prince who was not very fit in the mess because of the heavy rains and limited visibility.

"Damn weather! Why now... even at this hour..."

Jean Kathryn burst his fistula.

But there was no other way.

In the end, even Jean Kathryn and the non-Dragon Knights who were continuing their search until the end had to stop their search without any income.

But they didn't give up the search completely.

"Cover the body of the non-dragon with a thick cloth so that the temperature doesn't drop! I will recover my health and start searching again right away!"

They did not leave the side of the non-dragon to resume their search even a little sooner.

And a few times, he flew back into the sky.

Shoot him!

Rain feet became stronger.

Every time the search began again, the number of non-dragons flying into the sky was decreasing.

The king stands in a heavy rain and stares at him in a daze.

"Your Majesty, please enter the barracks. I'm afraid I'll lose my way."

Unexpected court knight commander said.

"How can a father be at ease by sending his child to a vicious battlefield?"

The king did not listen.

He was not gross or injured, and he did not know that he would stand back as if he thought only deceiving himself was a dowry for his eldest son.

The court knight leader retreats, sighing with a sad face.

The old man looked around.

He stood in the rain and looked at the other side of the plain, not just the Silk King.

The second prince also stood by my father.

Not to mention the prince's knights.

"God, a little mercy is enough. Just a faint handful of light is enough. Therefore, if you let me know that you are safe, there is nothing I can do."

The knight of steel, who believed nothing but my sword, was pleading with a heavy rain sky.

"Please, please..."

Adelia Bavaria was half-heartedly in her arms.

Balahardga's men were not so different either.

Even before the harsh winter, the firm men were holding their fists to bleed and staring at the plain.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Bernardo Eli rolls his feet in a frown with an elongated swearing.

Kars Ulrich, standing side by side, was bloody all around his mouth.

"Please, Musahiman..."

"Your Majesty, please."

In addition, numerous knights and rangers were staring at the plains where only the prince would be.

None of them suffered minor bodily injuries.

"This is going to be a big deal."

The people, who are the factors of the kingdom and the pillars of the kingdom, are deceiving themselves, and the heart of the laborer who looks at them is blackened.

Nevertheless, the old man dared not force them to rest.

He was a prince who had already been beaten by a powerful enemy and his heart stopped and returned as a corpse.

If such a prince had once again welcomed a powerful enemy and headed to his limbs, those who regard him as their life would have taken care of my body.

"There is more reason for you to come back safely. If you don't come back, this old man will be forced to resent you."

The Court Knight Commander mutters small.

After a while, the non-dragon knights who recovered their stamina flew back up to the sky.

But the mighty waves that were hovering in the plains still prevented them from daring to reach the ground.

It's been a while since the noise stopped.

By now, I had to show myself to someone.

Whether it's a prince they're waiting for or a hateful enemy.

But no one showed up to let the night go.

"No way..."

In the minds of the kingdoms, an ominous imagination strikes his head.

Maybe the prince can't reveal himself at my feet right now. He may have welcomed a powerful enemy and finally suffered so much injury that he could not return to victory.

"I can't wait any longer."

Vale Balahard said with a firm face.

"Even if this filthy body is scattered with a handful of powder by a mighty wave. I need to find him."

"I'll go in with you."

Vincent Ballerhard stood by my father's side with a clear face.

Perhaps the price of a historic family will be cut in his generation.

"Just give me an order and I'll come in any time."

The Rangers also had no hesitation in following my lord.

Adelia Bavaria, who was half confused, stood up. Arwen Kirgayen, who has held her captive until now, has not yet grasped her.

Rather, he stood at the forefront of the Rangers.

Bernardo Eli and Carls Ulrich stood by him as if he were natural.

"No matter what, we must find His Majesty!"

"Ha!"

Knights and soldiers of the kingdom were with them.

That's when they were ready to break into the fierce tide.

Shoot me...

The rain feet began to weaken.

It stopped raining completely.

At the same time, even though the morning was coming, the cloud of food that was covering the sky hid itself like a lie, so that no one would know that the dawn was coming.

The sun poured down on the damp ground.

The plain that finally received the morning was no longer the same as before.

A fierce wave that no one had allowed access to was once gone.

The first to feel this was the non-dragon knights who were facing an unusual wave closer than anyone else.

The non-dragon knights that were hovering in the sky descended toward the place of the fallen Emperor.

The empire's troops, who noticed a change one step late, entered the plains in unison.

At the forefront of it were the knights of the prince as always.

In the aftermath of the dreadful battle, the half-melted earth plunges into flames and grabs the knights' feet. The land was completely overturned by a devastating stunt, and the burns blocked the front.

Nevertheless, the knights did not stop a single attempt.

They just kept running with their eyes fixed toward the place where their masters would be.

So they finally arrived at the Imperial Court, which was once the center of a great empire, but now left no trace.

First, Jean Kathryn, who arrived with the non-dragon knights and was walking around the Golden Ground buried in the dirt heap, shouts at them.

"Somewhere near here!"

The knights of the prince immediately drew their swords and began to dig the ground.

"His Majesty is downstairs!"

Late in the day, the rangers joined the search.

"It's our profession to dig the ground!"

After that, the dwarves shove their sparkling battle axes into the ground and begin to spread dirt.

While everyone was heating up the search for the prince without taking care of his body, the remains of the Emperor buried under a pile of dirt were revealed.

"Not long to go!"

The kingdoms and dwarves spurred the work.

It's been a long time since I dug up that land.

Oh, shit!

The Ranger squadron commander, Jordan, who used to lift a spear under a large pile of rubble as a lever, stopped the movement.

"Uh... um..."

Jorden's gaze turns to the end of the window as he sweeps out the window again.

There was red blood on the end of the window.

"Standing, no way..."

Jordan, who was staring at the blood, suddenly opened his spear and began to lift up the rubble with his hands.

"Why? Why? What is it?"

One of the ancient rangers, who was searching for the rubble by his side, approached and asked as he walked through the work.

"Oh, no. That's..."

Jordan explained what happened a little while ago.

"Crazy bastard!"

A long time ago, the Ranger shouted.

"What! What did you find?"

Several nearby rangers came running at the same time, noticing a commotion.

"Captain Jordan searched and found something, stabbed him with a spear!"

"What?"

Surprised, Jorden shouts aloud that he is unfair.

"No, why explain it like that! No! I used my spear as a lever to hoist the rubble here! There was blood on the end because I felt weird!"

Still holding the pile of rubble by hand, unstoppable.

"What's going on with you!"

"I think I found something over there!"

Urden Rangers shout in a row.

"There's blood on the spear that Jordan stabbed at the squadron commander!"

Maybe the prince's blood was on the captain's spear.

"No! Crazy bastards! I stabbed you! I keep telling you weird things! If you're in the mood for bullshit, come and help me with this!"

In Jordanian shouts, the rangers hurriedly raise their hands and shout with their mouths.

The knights, who were anxious not to miss out on even the smallest of the mechanisms, noticed the commotion and ran.

"I think you're in here!"

"I stabbed him in the inside with a spear, and there was blood on the end!"

Jorden still teases without stopping his hand, and the rangers who were working with him explain.

The faces of the knights who heard it were white.

"No! It wasn't a deep stab! It wasn't a lot of blood! First of all..."

A white hand pops out and grabs the dorsal bundle before Jordan's words are finished, turning pale.

"Keek!"

When he regained consciousness, Jordan was rolling around the floor.

He doesn't have a grumpy body, but suddenly he stops crying.

But the complaint didn't even sound like it hurt.

"If anything happens to your body...!"

I heard the voice of Adelia Bavaria, who dreadfully regards the prince shortly after.

The squadron captain prayed on the floor.

May the Prince be safe.

It was a moment of desperation that I was still desperate for.

Warr.

A small hand of Adelia Bavaria smashes the rubble.

White hands quickly became bloody.

But she didn't stop her hand.

I was just as keen on getting rid of the rubble as I was crazy.

Ugh.

After having completely removed the rubble, she hardens as it is.

"Your Majesty..."

Her gaze turned down the wreckage.

The treasure of the kingdom, Prince Idrian Leonberger, who hoped that they would meet again safely, became muddy and breathed heavily.

"Your Majesty!"

In that grave state, Adelia Bavaria dares not touch, wax, and burst into tears.

Degur.

Idrian Leonberger rolls his eyes and looks at the squadron leader.

With grumpy eyes.