I Became the First Prince

The moment he shows up on the battlefield, the rangers on the wall turn the iron brain in unison.

“Shoot!"

The knights who have been watching him from the very beginning have issued a firing order. The Night Slayer was already on the move before the rangers were instructed to shoot the iron brains.

(chuckles)

“Kuwok?"

The Night Slayer bites an oak in front of you and raises its chin. An oak throws its foot out of the air on an endless seal.

“Huff!”

The Night Slayer grabs an oak in one hand and lifts it up. It was then that the arrows were poured down.

Dozens of feet of flesh rise above the living dark green shield.

"Shoot more!"

An irregular ship that shields its people, but the Rangers shoot again without a single blink of an eye.

The Knight Slayer shielded his people to avoid that showdown.

Grrr.

His gaze remained fixed on me. No, it was precisely towards the flame of the soul that I smoked.

This flame that burns and comforts the soul of the Orcs seems to provoke the Orcs with its own existence.

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I flamed up with a stronger desire.

A spear thrown by the Orcs under the wall grabs me. The crude sword and axe they threw at me flew countless times.

A prick.

My whole body came down. I have hardened my back neck against the slaughter and malice that is pouring down on me.

“Ah!”

I felt so good that I couldn't stand that turtle.

“Your Majesty! It's dangerous! ”

“Your Majesty!”

Arwen and the Royal Infantry scream. Almost simultaneously, a single spear flew towards me.

Fresh!

It was a spear that contained more intense murder than anything else that had ever been poured upon me.

Aggravation!

I wetted my chest backwards. A long sneeze is engraved over the hard leather armor as the spear touches. I felt as if my untouched face would be torn out.

I lowered my head

Grrrrrrr.

A mutant oak reaches just below the wall one day, staring at me.

I shook my hand with a smile.

“Come up. ”

The Night Slayer grabs the end of the ladder. Every step of the way, a ladder that could not bear its weight was crushed with a scream.

"Huff!"

The Orcs, who were climbing the ladder first, screamed. The Night Slayer grabs their feet and throws them out as if they were annoying.

“Cough!"

“Huuuuuuuh!”

The Night Slayer was rapidly approaching.

I'm terrified of the bird's red eyes. It is more intimidating without the stench in the rough breath.

The hair stood up.

Feeling the powerful speculation rushing towards me, I grabbed the Earth.

Hemicephaly.

My heart started to beat like crazy.

“Everybody off the wall. ”

Royal infantrymen, who had been hardened by the speculation of the Night Slayer, woke up and stepped back.

Jaw.

A furry, big hand appeared above the wall. Twice as big as that, the dizzy oaks grabbed the protruding part of the wall with their palms tightened.

Qaeqeep.

A solid brick screams, and a huge headache appears.

Grrrrrrr.

The headache that appeared so slippery looked at me.

You.

A turbulent voice flows as Cuddrunny scratches the iron between his lips. A loud shout and the sound of hitting the barracks were buried in a voice that was not so loud.

Sparkling.

A heavy body flew through the sky.

With a bang, he falls between the royal infantry and me.

You are the one the king spoke of.

I would have snorted if it were me in the past, but for me now I have a stiff back neck.

Do you know me?

I slit my throat and asked him.

The Night Slayer turns his head at me again, rather than around with his backpack.

The King said:

He chirps with a stern face.

There is a blazing flame here.

His red eyes stare straight at me. The energy of the Sahango explosion increased.

As he reacted, an intense energy gushed from all over the walls. The knights who were watching this side were raising their spirits.

“Don't come!”

I carried it all the way to Mana and shouted.

Don't let the knights of Winter Castle rush.

An eyeball looking at the castle's aunt as she rolled back and forth was telling her that she was still making sense.

If the knights come at once, he will shake the surroundings moderately and flee as cold as possible outside the walls.

That much had to be stopped.

The outsider mentioned a week, but I didn't intend to keep the battle going that long. I knew better than anyone how horrible it was to fight an army commanded by the Night Slayer for days.

I was going to end up with him here, no matter what.

How can we make the eye of the one who's floating so hard that it doesn't get along? How can we pull out his urgent instincts? How can we make him not think of running away?

I've been thinking.

It is also written that the King commands:

But that was really worthless.

Be patient with him above all else.

He had no intention of turning his back on me from the beginning. And I didn't mean to let him go either.

That's good to hear.

All that was left was to fight until one of the two died.

Kung!

At that moment, a distant object appeared behind the wall. He was a door wolf with a giant knife in his mouth.

The wolf throws out the knife he was biting. He reaches out. The knife is in his hand like a sucker.

Typical speculation occurred. A bloody creepy aura blooms over his shoulder.

I will sacrifice your neck before the king.

That's a nasty growl that can no longer be said to be a language.

Seeing that, I raised my hand.

I fixed Earth. I hit the ground.

The sword descends. The knives of the Night Slayer block the front, as if they were waiting. He twists his wrist. Erm goes on the crude side of the knife.

Side-by-side.

The swords of the master swallow the cruel blades. Red speculation burns in front of the blue flame.

He wiggles like a sword.

He pulls the blade forward while releasing the force on his wrist. The Earth lies down. I lie down like I'm going back.

Quaak.

The red speculation hits me in front of my nose.

Wang!

I opened my eyes to the wind pressure that seemed to tear my face apart.

Strike intense enough to blur your eyes instantly.

I stuffed the floor. I drew the sword as it was with that recoil.

Zec.

Shallow bay is a touch of bloodshed. But it was just a little sneeze on my little finger.

The furious Night Slayer lifts his feet as if he were going to trample me.

Open.

I kicked the floor and rolled.

Bang.

His foot smashes down the wall.

You can't do that to me.

He looks at me and growls.

I don't think I liked the way I pulled out my feet.

Fight with all you have.

I raised my voice as if I were answering.

Aggravation!

My rank is completely open to the extraordinary rank. The wind blew over the wall.

Good!

The Night Slayer spits out elasticity. The look of licking his lips with his tongue out was a blurred image of an aperitif.

But somehow, I couldn't even open the spoon.

I raised my hand. It was the opposite hand that did not hold Earth.

The blind man who looked at me raised his head.

A few iron nets were falling from the sky.

The Rangers who were standing by threw a net for capturing large monsters.

You deliberately sent a wake-up call and caught my eye.

The one with the head down again stares at me.

Tuck.

The iron net sits on it.

“Pull!”

The rangers use evil to pull the net.

But of course he didn't. Even in the sharp net that dug the leather, he was so pretentious.

Do not defile honorable fights.

He only rebuked me harshly.

Please show me what your weather looks like...

His eyes widen as he continues to speak. At that moment, something grabs his ankle.

Bang!

The grumpy one is dragged away.

Innoiom!

Huuuuuuuuh.

The man who was so tough was dragged inside the wall, and disappeared like a dead man.

Yi Ying.

I followed the sound of crying and looked inside that wall.

I saw the royal horsemen who came with me to the Winter Castle waving their hands down there. The rope tied to his waist tightened.

“Arwen.”

I reached out. Arwen, who came to me with a rather tired face, gave me a piece of cloth.

Ugh.

I stole Earth Day with a cloth.

The body of the shallow-cut man, a piece of cloth, quickly turned red.

I put that red mark in my arms more.

I raised my hand. I saw rangers and knights running from the wall over there looking at my receiver.

“Take over and leave right away. ”

Arwen tries to say something, but I ignore it and jump inside the wall.

After a short period of flotation, my body fell down on a pile of straw that I had prepared.

“Khh.”

It was said to be as thick as possible, but it could not completely relieve the shock. He shook his head and went out through the haystack. Yi Ying!

“No more limits! Just hang up!”

The first thing I heard was an urgent message from the Royal Horsemen.

Krrrrrrrr.

The next thing I heard was the low cries of the Night Slayer.

I robbed him of the jeepers that were sticking to his eyes. I looked forward, dreaming.

That's when the surroundings came right in.

The monster-like Night Slayer fell off that high wall and looked relatively intact. Although one leg seemed uncomfortable, it did not seem to be unusable at all.

It was a real fucking solid body.

Scratch.

The red eyes that were rolling around stopped right in front of me.

Knng, knng.

The ugly nose grows and gives out a nosebleed.

“Yeah. It's a little oak now. ”

An orchid that pretends to weigh heavily.

Orcs are as good as prepaid boars.

“Khhhhhh!”

Just like the Night Slayer now.

The one with the eyes completely turned towards me. No, I tried to run. But before that, a blue sword overflows him. “It's even worse when you look closer. ”

The one who stops the sword from shining with a sharp knife that doesn't make you proud of speculation turns his head. A fully armed middle-aged knight was approaching here.

“An outsider."

The outsider who was waiting in advance has now appeared.

“Well done. I'll take it from now on. ”

My uncle's sword began to glow blue.

Qualitatively different from the clumsy Sodior of SodExpert, it was the real SodMaster's Aurorblades.

Krrrrrr.

He alternates with me and the outsider, turning more. It seemed that the outsider considered it more intimidating.

For me, pride was a terrible thing.

“I'm not handing it over completely. I'll be right back. ”

I complained, and the outsider laughed.

“Don't be too late. ”

At that moment, a blue eye burst from the outsider's eyes.

“Until then, I can't let him live. ”

The outsider kicked the floor. A pile of mud that bangs and splashes, while at the same time the night slayer rolls its feet and screams.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heat bursts in a row, and the red and blue energy strikes through the air. Their scattered orbs and speculation swept everywhere. In the blink of an eye, the surroundings became chaotic.

I opened my eyes and saw it.

The movement of an outsider who was hard to catch with his eyes proved that the Knight of the Four Rings was no less important to the Swordmaster.

What about that intense AuroraBlade?

But that was all.

The Night Slayer was perfectly blocking the outsider's attack.

It was natural.

The outsider had an examination on the edge of the coalition ( ), a willingness to move the sword together, and a mana where the willingness went together.

And the Night Slayer belongs to the Ghost Clan, which captures that energy. It's not a very demanding attack on outsiders.

I thought I should hurry.

I rushed to the barracks.

The barracks were empty. No, it seemed empty.

The woman, who closed her eyes and curled up her ears, trembled in the barracks.

There was a chaos with [Pledge], [Butcher], and [War Craze] attributes.

"Adelia."

She raises her head as she trembles. The frightened look was pathetic and unpleasant, but I did not comfort him.

“It's time to fight. ”

In my words, she became an ugly face.

Then I gave her a piece of cloth. She looks at the red stain on the cloth, which was handed over by the cowardice.

Knng, knng.

The nostrils widened.

My body trembled frequently.

Pupils expanded.

“That's your opponent. ”

Peeing.

At that moment, I heard the sound of the thread going off somewhere.

Ugh.

Adelia raises her body. I gave her the sword.

She smiled brightly as she received the sword.

Oh, I'm scared.

Her white eyes were so frightening.

* *

Adelia starts running scared to go to the barracks.

It is neither training nor instruction. I've never seen her run so willingly. And running out of my own will like that, she really is.

It was like madness.

Adelia, whose head was sharp, was scattered with sinfulness, and ran away suddenly.

A couple of times.

As she looked around here and there, she shook her head on one side and started running again.

Bang! Bang!

That's where the awful noise comes in.

The outsider and the Night Slayer were somewhere beneath the wall in battle.

I ran after her, too.

Adelia draws her sword. The golden clergyman begins to bear fruit at the end of the sword. An eccentric energy, the Night Slayer, that doesn't match her madness, turns its head.

At that moment she ran to the Night Slayer.

And I found out.

What two traits she possessed, [War Crazy] and [Butcher], blossomed.