I Became the First Prince

"Umm."

Bernardo Eli opens his eyes hard.

The only thing I saw was the Seeker Darkness, and I didn't see anything.

"Ah……."

I groaned.

He seemed like a warrior himself.

He smiled.

I was born the heir of the fallen Eli family and met him with all kinds of contempt. Through him, I realized that Manah Hart, who was holding on like a fool, was not just an outdated tribute.

Afterwards, he fought all kinds of battlefields, and finally became a Sword Master and received the title of a Silver Lion.

It was a very rewarding life to run a dark social club or family in one corner of the capital.

If there is room, it was only a fact that the barely resurrected Eli family is now over.

If I knew this, I would leave my successor.

But I couldn't.

It was not right for him to marry a woman who was in a relationship and who simply had no heart to succeed.

I remembered her face.

Starry eyes, white face as opposed to black head.

I wanted to see her.

Even though it was a resolute rejection, not a match that he wanted or aspired to, she once again wanted to silence that starry pupil.

But it was all worthless, too.

Because he's dead.

If there's just something you wish for.

While she was moving forward, the country often refused to remind her of an in-laws. And I just wanted that memory to be beautiful and pleasant, not ugly and unpleasant.

If so, I will gladly smile and say goodbye to this world.

A white light began to seep into the dark world.

Is that heaven?

He grabs his face again.

I was going to leave the world smiling as I promised.

And the world finally brightened.

But it wasn't heaven that was waiting for him.

"Huh? Are you laughing?"

An overly thick voice was heard in the ear to say it was the angel's.

"What? What happened to your head when you fell?"

"I've been worried about the state of the helmet ever since."

The light that was filling my eyes became more and more frequent.

Beyond that, scary faces appeared.

"My eyes are completely numb."

"No. That's what Bernardo's eyes look like. Even when I was fine, it was a little blurry and it seemed like I was drunk."

"So how do you make sure he's sane or not?"

"Well, if that's the way....."

"How?"

The men raised their eyes and lowered their voices. And one of them muttered and shouted,

"Lord Arwen, now!"

The moment you hear the name Arwen, Bernardo Eli's blurred spirit flashes.

"Why, Lord Arwen! What's going on?"

He asked who caused the beehive.

"Look, I told you, right?"

"It's a straight shot."

"What a lover. Tsk."

I was amazed by the sound of my men not knowing what they were doing.

Or not.

"What happened to Lord Arwen!"

Bernardo Eli shouted repeatedly.

"Where is Lord Arwen now!"

So the men and the rangers answered,

"Lord Arwen went to the front with the knights to cut off the breath of the fallen dragon."

"What? When the hell!"

"When." So. Bernardo fainted comfortably, but it's been quite a while, so I want to know. Already engaged by now.... "

Bernardo Eli stuffed the floor before the words were finished.

But after a few steps, I came back and searched the surroundings.

Ugh.

The Ranger gives you a fluffy soiled sword.

He picks up the helmet he was rolling around on the floor, just like he was handed a sword.

"Helmets, you can't use them because they're broken."

"That's right. When we first saw the helmet going backwards, we thought Bernardo's head was going backwards."

Bernardo Eli hardens his words.

It was because I later realized that the darkness I thought of as the darkness of the afterlife was due to a helmet that turned upside down.

He looks at the rangers with his helmet lowered as he soaks.

"That's right. Before that, the third platoon commander died with his head turned back, and he struggled to change it back to its original orientation."

"What did you do with your head then?"

"Cut and pasted again, maybe?"

The Rangers didn't care a bit about him, recalling past memories.

He sighs of relief.

But it was only a moment of relief.

"If Bernardo hadn't come to his senses, would he have cut his head off?"

"No. Touching a noble corpse is a blasphemy."

"So what do you do when you do that?"

"Why don't we put it back on the table, or do we put the armor upside down? You can just break your arms and your feet and turn them around."

"It's certainly easier to change your limbs than your head."

After sticking his head together, he gives an impression of the frantic conversations of the Mane Rangers, who beat him upside down to a healthy limb.

At that moment.

Khhhhhhhhhh.

I heard an endless roar in front of me.

A roar whose limbs are stiff enough to hear from afar and whose whole body has the power to tangle.

Fat.

One step late, an astonishing light enveloped the whole world.

Manna, who had stiffened her limbs as if bound, returned to her original position and found her place in an instant.

Emperor, he must have done something.

Without it, my heart couldn't have jumped like this.

"So that you all back off moderately. I think it's a real start from now on."

Bernardo Eli said, riding on the back of a horseback riding on the battlefield without a master.

Then I straightened my back.

"I don't think the person who was fainting was supposed to do it."

"You were the first out of the lions, weren't you?"

I ignored the sound of the Rangers muttering behind my back.

Yi Ying.

The scorpion carries the battlefield to the rider's guide, even as it shrinks.

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

The whole place was on fire.

Even before the battle began, it was this mess that burned all the things that could be burned down in advance.

He continued to run through the black smoke covering his field of view.

There was death everywhere.

The corpse of the fierce non-dragons with their throats broken and their tongues long.

Half-melt iron cannons and earthy carcasses that can't even be recognised by the corpse.

I heard the roar of the beast again.

The width of the ear was followed by the ice.

I became impatient.

Bernardo Eli kicks the horse's back.

Yi Ying.

After a long run, the scorpion refused to move forward.

He literally jumped off the horse and began to run with two feet.

The surrounding air began to run.

At first, the heat that was just so hot became hard to breathe at some point.

He forcefully turned the Mana against the opening.

His feet were still running towards the blackly burned ground.

I've been hoping to run like that.

Through a barrier of fire and black smoke covering the field of view, I finally arrived.

There they were.

The brave knights and dwarves who fought back without a single cheek in the face of a stubborn being who was forcibly dragged down from the sky.

Qaaaaaaaah!

The fire pours out when the flaming dragon opens its mouth.

Aggravation.

A blue wall has risen.

Bang!

The flame knocks down the wall in a single breath.

Sasasac.

I cut down the fragments of the flame as the stars rise and fall.

The knights run in unison in the rain of fire.

"Don't back off! Don't let him fly again!"

Someone constantly encouraged the articles.

Bernardo Eli looks for someone and turns his head.

I can see where the helmet went and the knight commanding the battlefield with no birds to collect scattered brunettes.

"Get behind the wire! Silver fox forward!"

Every time she has a howl, the ranks of knights flutter.

"Lord Adelia?"

By now, of course, Adelia Bavaria, who thought she was snowing and chafing with the Flower Dragon, was in command of the knights.

"Court Knights! Uro! The Iron Corps is on the left side of the Flower Dragon! The Knights of Chang have lost sight of the Flower Dragon!"

Even stubborn dwarves and proud spearheaders were following her.

He looked for others later than he could see.

"Huff. Huff."

Arwen Kirgayen, who relentlessly pours out star-like blackness as she breathes to the tip of her chin.

Valrhhardt, a veil that stands firm with fortified flavors to resist the fire poured out by the firedragon.

They looked exhausted, but they were as stubborn as their eyes.

Bernardo Eli turns his eyes again after Arwen Kirgayen, who chokes the half-melted armor and scatters the sword.

He is the first knight on the continent to win or lose this fight, and seeks out the great monarch he serves.

And I found it.

Somewhat away from the flower dragon, there was an emperor.

Raise your sword with both hands high, close your eyes and stand still without fluctuating.

Bernardo Eli looks at the Emperor's sword in a daze.

A fierce energy was gathering.

Ooooooooooooooooooo.

The sword screams as if it were going to break right away. The Emperor's hand, which grabbed the sword, was trembling unrelentingly.

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Then a fragment of flame that the Knights of Penta couldn't handle fell towards the Emperor.

The emperor was still blindfolded and had no fluctuations.

Surprised Bernardo Eli tries to run, and a golden shield that does not bury a single spot of soot rises before the Emperor.

Bang!

Fire strikes the shield.

The radiance from the shield pushes out a lump of fire.

It was Carls Ulrich.

The loyal court knight has abandoned the sword and relied on a bigger shield than my body to block all attacks on the Emperor.

Bernardo Eli found out.

Why the Emperor was not fluctuating behind his back when he was fighting in front of anyone more than usual.

He would have swung his sword.

Nevertheless, even with that powerful sword, I was unable to control the hard scale of the flower dragon.

That's why we're gathering strength from such a far distance.

Waiting for that moment to cut off the flaming dragon's breath.

While the knights were holding onto the Flower Dragon without saving my life.

"Whoo."

Bernardo Eli fixes the sword.

Then he stood beside Arwen Kirgayen and Vale Balahad.

Arwen Kirgayen asked him if he was okay with the snow.

"Now that I'm here, Lord Arwen, don't worry about anything."

He answered with a pat on the chest.

"As long as I am there, no attack from the Pharaohs will threaten me. This Bernardo Eli will do it."

That's the moment.

Bang!

So far, the flaming dragon that stood there and chatted with the knights suddenly began to move.

"Get out of the way! Don't stand in front of me! Aim for the side!"

According to Adelia Bavaria's instructions, the knights split left and right.

Bang, bang!

Bernardo Eli is tired of white whitening as he looks at the flowering dragon.

"I can't believe you just said that."

As Baleard said, "I'm glad I didn't.

In the eyes of Bernardo Eli, Adelia Bavaria pushed the floor and flew up onto the back of a flower dragon.

In the sky, the non-dragons descend in unison, aiming for the eyes of the flower dragon and stabbing the spear.

But the steps of the flower dragon were not slowed down a bit.

Rather, it was getting faster.

"This is a little....."

Bernardo Eli is determined to be weak.

And he grabbed the sword by force.

"…… a pale moon ( ), robbing the blue melt, and grinding the dull day with the sound of wolf wailing."

At the end of the sword, a crescent-like sword is young.

Blame it.

He pushed the floor and flew up.

Tadak, bang.

Twice in a row, the sound of rolling feet followed him.

At the same time, a wall of decency and a heap of stars rose.

Adelia Bavaria, who climbed to the forehead of the flower dragon, drew down a glowing sword.

Bang, bang!

The heat burst in a row.

I repeated the blooming, blue, white, all sorts of flashes.

Kung kung.

The flower dragon still hasn't stopped.

Arwen Kirgayen blocks the front of the flower dragon.

Then, without a sharp blade before, but without a jaw to break the hard scale of the volcanic dragon, he blew the scaffolding.

The star-like black light bounces off the red scale.

Nevertheless, she did not step back.

At this rate, you won't even find a trace of an article called Arwen Kirgayen in front of the overwhelming giant dragon.

"Haah."

Bernardo Eli sighs.

Everything in front of me was slow.

The face of the distant god and the figure of a flower dragon running without resting while being struck by hundreds of strands of sword.

He thought.

I probably won't listen even if I tell you to back off. He was a defenseless man, but he was not the one who said he would live alone.

If she's more knowledgeable and stubborn than a dizzy knight, I'm sure she will.

Stubborn. That's why I like it more.

Bernardo Eli blows his body.

I grabbed Arwen KirGayen's shoulder.

Then I shook my arm as hard as I could.

Hands without swords, hands with the shoulders of Arwen Kirgayen.

……?

Looking at Arwen Kirgayen's puzzling eyes, he shook his lips.

Farewell.

He turns around.

Huuk.

I touched the hot mouth over my head.

A horrible agary that doesn't match his stubborn look fills his sights.

Bernardo Eli gathers his last power and pierces the sword at the Flower Dragon.

But he bounces off without adding a black speck of his power.

Bernardo Eli laughed.

There was no regret.

I can't believe he sacrificed his life for both him and the woman he loves. Isn't it wonderful to die as a knight or as an in-laws?

He kept his eyes closed and waited for his imminent death.

I was going to die laughing as I made my first vow.

However, no matter how long I waited, nothing happened.

I could not feel the pain of my whole body being chewed to pieces by a giant molar, nor the pain of my whole body burning in a hot breath.

He raises his head.

The flower dragon's head that came before his nose was somewhere far away, and a knight of the dagger grabbed the spear in front of his eyes.

He was the King of Dothrin.

He stares at the King of Dothrin in a daze.

I knew it was a great knight, but I didn't think I'd be able to stop that fierce attack from the Pharaohs.

"…… it's not me."

King Dothrin said.

Huaryong shoots his head.

Krrrrrrrr.

With a low throat.

And at that moment.

"I'm cutting dragon scales that I can't cut with any of those scales."

I heard a gloomy voice.

At the same time, a dazzling flash covered the whole world.