I Became the First Prince

In front of the gate where Earth sits, 200 knights were raving. There was a heavily armed outsider at the forefront of it.

“Hey, you look great with your armor. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

Soon, he jumped among 14,000 orcs and had to fight with his life, but the voice of the outsider was calmer than ever.

The same was true of these others.

The Knights of the Black Horseman did not know the face of the helmet, but the prayer was extremely stable. I just felt the right tension.

The same was true of Winter Castle Knights. Rather, I felt anxious to open the gate and run away immediately.

“Your Majesty.”

A wounded knight approached me and handed me the White Horse's Owl. I snuck up and sat my ass in the saddle.

“You are a noble Northern innocent horse who is not afraid to see monsters. ”

The knight turned his head in an endless brag and said bluntly.

“Be sure to bring it back alive. You'd think it was a medal or something. ”

The men of the North are like this, and I laughed.

As we march forward, the captain of the Black Horse Cavalry, Queon Richheim, gives us a sneak peek. It was right behind my uncle.

“That's the prestigious party. ”

He frowned.

He laughed at the sunset that didn't suit the situation and breathed.

I felt so many eyes. I didn't look around on purpose.

I didn't have to look at it.

what face they're facing, and what they're trying to say.

The aspirations and cravings in the pouring gaze were making my skin tingle.

"Your Majesty."

At that time, a distorted voice dug into his ear. It was Adelia.

Unfortunately, my lightest knives were not available for this battle.

It didn't fit the situation.

What I was trying to include Adelia in the battle was the extent to which the reinforcements were ready for the winter months. The plan to open the castle gate and run out in time to push out the Orcs and slaughter the Warlords was abandoned with silence by the lords of Central America.

In this way, the task of digging into the middle of the enemy and slaughtering the Warlord and leaving the battlefield did not suit her.

Once I didn't know how to ride, I didn't know how to look around. If you take him with you, he'll run and die among the Orcs.

“Your Majesty, please be safe. ”

Her expression changed from time to time.

If you want to chew your lips on the resolutions, scare them again and drop your eyelids. It was a tangle between the nature of [sickness] and the pressure coming from the relationship of [decency].

If the [Butcher] or [War Craze] trait is activated here, the Dozens will follow me.

However, it was not my wish that she would be crushed in a place like this, where she inherited the talent of the afterlife.

“Come back and see. ”

I tapped her shoulder with my back down. I heard whistling around. I heard the jokes of the knights.

“The things that men eat when they're old, they do. Kid.”

“I'm jealous! ”

My knights chuckled and laughed at my pincup.

But the laughter wasn't long.

Glug.

Soldiers appear pushing huge wheels in front of the gates. Two or three tall wheels were stacked. The blade that popped out to the side was even more threatening.

Let's go, let's go. The heavily rolling noise of the wheels completely buried the laughter of the knights.

The smell of oil stabbed me in the nose.

“Ready.”

At the order of the outsider, the arms of the soldiers responsible for opening and closing the gates swelled up. The soldiers with their hands on the wheels swallowed up the dried saliva.

"Opening."

The glottis begins to rise, frightened by the end of the loud voice. A snowfield full of corpses was revealed beyond the gate.

“Roll!”

Vincent, who was watching the situation on the palace, shouted. Soldiers roll the wheels vigorously.

Curr.

With heavy noise, dozens of wheels rolled over the open gates.

“Ignition!”

The Rangers fired a flaming arrow. The wheels started to accelerate, and the fire started.

“Exotic!”

The outsider shouted in a voice.

Two hundred knights clasped their backs in a moment.

Orcs roaming right at the foothills of the castle scream in drum barrels. Two hundred piles of words followed the trajectory of the liver flame left behind by the fire wheel.

"Shoot!"

The arrow flew over the air. Noppo vomits, and all the speculators of the castle embroider the sky.

All those things that flew through the sky fell in a moment.

The Orcs scream and fall out. The Corps rushed out, trampling on the dark green body.

And finally, the arrow and the nopo reached the untouched area. The wheel of fire was crushed and fell out.

There was no more arc.

From here I had to pave the way solely with my own strength.

Good boy, I heard you do it.

Knights of the Black Spear Soldier were holding the iron. Knights who ran left and right of the ranks at the same time shot the iron brains.

Ping!

Protests loosened, flesh splattered.

The Orcs, roaring on the battlefield, fall out of the ranks of excellence. The intestine soldiers abandon the iron brain and grab the spear.

The outsider lifts the sword.

Pot.

A blue flash burst out. Dark green waves swarm with blue light. The world has turned red. And in that red world, there was a way. “Kuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

The dark green waves are beginning to fill the path of rebellion again. At that time, the Black Horsemen sped up.

Immediately, the spearheaded spearheaders put their spears into their armpits and lowered their posture.

A hundred, one. One hundred.

The refinement repeats itself and encourages the Orcs.

Bang!

Blood splattered and torn limbs flew everywhere.

The Spearman rushes out, crushing the Orcs like that. And the armies of the band trembled when their service was lost.

I lowered my posture with a new horse waist I don't know. It was as if an invisible hand was drifting on his back.

After losing his momentum, he ran straight ahead. There were Orcs in front of him.

The outsider scattered the Aurora Blade.

The dark green waves roared again. The knights of Winter Castle threw a short hand axe at the waist. The Orcs' ranks have fallen down without a break.

Organic movement that goes perfectly without even the slit.

The Knights who gave up the Cross opened their way before my eyes.

Humming up. Poetry is on the rise. Hundreds of rings have resonated and responded.

A new path opened before my eyes.

I mean, we were just on the road.

And I finally got there.

In the middle of 14,000 troops, where the biggest flag is scattered, where the king of the Dark Green clan and the heroes of the Orcs are.

I was in front of the Warlord.

An Orc Guard, not enough to lead one tribe, has blocked us. They come running roaring with swords and spears full of red speculation.

“Break through as it is! ”

The outsider shouts. More than that, the Knights of the Black Spear Soldier put their spears in their armpits and took the lead.

A powerful spear that crushed the dark green army strikes the Orc Guard.

Bang!

A line of Black Spearmans who have unilaterally trampled on the enemy hits the hard wall for the first time.

The Orc Guards became blood loaves and splashed everywhere. The spearheaders rolled from the horse and stitched into the spear and flew through the air.

The black scorpions fell one step late screaming. The riders, stitched in spears and knives, groaned under it.

The armored men howl over it and open their spears. The blue flashes they put up and the red energy of the Orcs collide.

The protégés and spearheaders bounced off with the heat.

Another spearheader jumped over it again. Several times and the same scene was repeated.

Then the red tent made by the Orc Guards was torn.

Beyond that, there was a dark green monarch sitting on a throne made of bones. He wakes up holding the spear.

A horrible presence shot his son-in-law.

I am wicked and poetic. Numerous rings strengthened me.

The outsider stretched out his sword.

A glorious blue light burst from the tip of the sword, more glorious than any flash I have ever seen.

Bang!

A fierce tornado, shock waves, and white eyes flare.

I ran into that foggy world without hesitation. That's where the flames of red and blue light are extinct.

The flame of the soul begins to burn.

I jumped out of the horse and took down the sword. One of the red trajectories that embroidered the void twists and blocks my sword.

The moment the viscera shook, her eyes blurred.

Heaven and earth have changed a few times. I stuck Earth to the floor. I raised my body.

Beefy.

I ate my ears as if they were in the water. My insides were turned upside down. I couldn't stand it, I waxed, and I puked. He steals the mouth by hand and fixes the sword again.

...

I rebuilt the blue flame that was completely extinguished.

A huge spear struck me.

Something grabbed me while I was trying to reach for the sword.

It was a black horse.

The black horses passed by me countless times. They were black spearheaders.

One of the spearheaders jumps out of the horse.

"...!"

The face of the man shouting at me was familiar.

It was Queon Richheim.

The captain of the Intestine Soldier, who frowned on one eye, frowned on me with one eye.

"...!"

I looked at the face of the corpse in a daze. Later I realized that the man was not frowning.

One eye was empty. The eyelids were torn and twitched from time to time.

Oh, no.

“.. ha! ”

He grabbed me viciously. I was struck by the rough teasing of tightening my neck.

“Your Royal Highness! ”

A harsh shout dug into his ear. I looked around in amazement.

The Knights of the hippo Black Spear Soldier and the Knights of Winter Castle were blocking the thrust of Orcs. And in the middle of it was the outsider and the Warlord.

Bang!

The red flashes and blue flashes cling to me. Many times, as I watched it, I held my breath.

“Suck!”

You exhale and exhale the speculation of the Warlord who infiltrated your body once. The confused head became clear at once.

Queens bangs behind my neck.

“Go!”

You blow yourself up. Warlord and the outsider head toward the middle of the battlefield in a collision.

“You're late!”

An outsider, who had become a mess in a while, threw out his sword. The Warlord retreats with an intense blow.

I stood beside him and twisted my sword.

Warlord's speculation seemed to tear my skin apart. I resisted that overwhelming presence by exerting the maximum force given to me now.

“It's too late, but let's do it right now! ”

I cried out maliciously. And write a poem.

My little karma from this harsh land, and the [poem of winter] that the baldheads have been weaving together for hundreds of years.

An outsider called to the war and fiercely twisted the ring.

In an instant, his presence weakens and his jealousy rises. A blue flame rose in the morning. At the same time, the auror blade of the outsider, which had faded, began to burn more intensely.

Bang!

The Warlord has hit the floor. The sea breeze covered the son-in-law with speculation.

Out of that red world, the outsider fought like crazy.

And I lost.