I Became the First Prince

The king will certainly send reinforcements. One mercenary, but one dizzy knight, he said it would be much better than the other two. The old commander, however, had long fallen short of expectations of the reinforcements.

First, because the situation has deteriorated incomparably since then, and secondly, because the reinforcements are coming, they decided that it will not be easy to reach the fort through the enemy forces surrounding the Hans.

However, the reinforcements who had folded their expectations were right in front of them.

Even though there was only one mercenary, not an army.

The old commander sighed.

I'd rather just go back. I wonder if I've found a place to die.

I was thankful to see the fortress just before the fall, but the situation was too bad for one of the Swordmasters to change.

That's why the labour commander advised the man.

“Help your allies retreat. ”

I asked you to help me save even one more ally because the elderly are enough to die here.

The man was a floating point despite what he said.

The labour commander persuaded me again.

You can't do anything on your own, so take your life for granted. A mercenary of your size would be better used in the kingdom.

The man didn't listen this time either.

At other times, I would have praised him for being godly if I had encountered him in other circumstances. However, the mercenary's knowledge of the old commander is only surprising.

At that time, Palladin, whose wrist had been cut off, retreated for a while, grabbed the sword and went forward.

Murder was equal.

A man fixes the sword and looks at Paladin.

The labour commander communicated.

“If it was meant to be a fight, you should have been aiming for your neck from the start! ”

The man was brutally displeased by the grief, not anger.

“I cut my wrist off on purpose. ”

“What?”

“I kept him alive on purpose. ”

The dialogue was not followed.

Palladin, full of life, rushed to the man, and he held the double-edged sword.

Dozens of workshops came and went in an instant.

It's a whiff in the early view. But no one believed that the situation would last.

Even the same master is not the same as the mercenary knight, so the Swordmaster who built a Mana in the heart and reached completion could never defeat the master of the Ring.

That was common sense.

But that common sense collapsed before my eyes.

As time went by, the black spirit of the mercenary corps, who was expected to reveal Patan, began to dizzy.

A few workshops came and went again.

Palladin is now in perfect shape and has become impatient only in defence.

The man swung the double sword even more fiercely.

(chuckles)

Finally, the mercenary's sword pierces Paladin's thigh deeply.

Paladin shook his sword and tried to shake his opponent. However, the man spilled the sword so easily that he stuck the rest of the sword in Paladin's leg.

“Shuck!”

Paladins with swords in their thighs are no longer tolerated and collapse with screams.

A mercenary man grabs the sword of Paladin on his knees and kicks his chest.

Paladin is in trouble.

The old commander opened his eyes.

I could not believe it even though I was looking at it with my own eyes.

One mercenary defeats the Knight of the Quadchain.

A man stepped on his chin, and a palladine's chest. Then I looked back.

The snowy commander swallowed a dry needle.

Now that I'm here, I can see that the internal mood was not normal.

I didn't feel a mercenary-specific secular atmosphere. The man was like a knight who was trained and skilled and finally finished.

It was more glorious and magnificent than any of the articles I've ever seen.

If you are an ordinary mercenary, you have been running like this, even looking at the fortress just before the fall when you commissioned it and pushed it out.

Such a willful man could not have been an ordinary mercenary.

I certainly thought so.

“This.”

Not until the guy opens his mouth.

“How much do you want? ”

The rattling voice, the old commander, widens his eyes.

It was because I did not understand the meaning of the question.

Seeing the old commander like that, the man smiled.

“I've got Paladins, but there's no way I'm not getting my allowance. ”

The old commander frowned.

The knighthood he saw for a while was no longer there.

There was only a business that bargained for Paladin's life, just as there was bargaining for the goods in the market bin.

The commander promised a tremendous allowance with a trembling face.

The smiles of the corporation were thickened.

“Then just one more. ”

The man threw his sword at the floor and asked.

“How much is this? ”

The old commander looks at the tip of the sword. There was nothing but dirt and sand in the blood.

He looks at the frowning man. Then I opened my mouth as if I was going through my head.

“No way...”

“No wonder this citadel isn't cheaper than one paladin. ”

That guy grabbed the back of a palladine that was brushed to the floor.

“Prepare to be thick. ”

I walked to the gate of the man who said the last word. Dragging palladine caught in the back of a mullet like a dog.

The Imperial army, which had broken through Dothrin's infantry and spilled into the gate, split left and right in terror.

The subsequent empires, and the subsequent empires, were all the same.

As usual, I walked among the Imperial Army divided into two parts.

The man stopped walking when he arrived at the center of the gate, in the middle of a deep passage between the inside and the outside of the wall.

After defeating Paladin roughly, the sword he took was pointed at Paladin's chest.

Then I looked at the Imperial Army and growled.

* *

"Everybody stop there. ”

In my words, the soldiers of the Imperial Army stopped their feet. However, I have been pushed forward for a long time by the troops of the rear line who have no way of knowing the situation of the front line.

“Stop! Stop! ”

“Everybody stop! ”

It was after the commanders used evil to break their necks.

“Hiiq.”

The soldier who stopped right in front of me panicked and took his shoulders back.

I looked around and saw the ugly look.

The soldiers of the White Tired Empire are looking at me, within reach of the spear.

There were those who moved secretly while everyone was puzzled.

I lifted and lowered my sword without even looking back.

“Shuck!”

Paladin screams, stitching his right arm to the sword.

Valverbucci presses Paladin's chest and removes his mouth.

“Who's to blame for the wrist that just flew? ”

The pillar behind his back, which was approaching in secret, retreated with groaning.

I asked again.

“And who's to blame if his neck blows now? ”

No one answered.

But there won't be anyone here who doesn't understand me.

Now I'm threatening Palladin's life.

If you move at least one foot in that position, I'll rip Paladin's throat out like this. If I choke you, it's because you're the first one to move.

Other times, if I had used it elsewhere, it would not have been eaten.

But now it was eating great.

I saw a palladine with groans on my feet. A five-headed dragon crest carved into his chest, which was the crest of the Empress of Bourgogne. Even the Paladin of the Ordinary Noble can't be said to accomplish his honor, but it's the Paladin of the Yellow Family.

The Imperial Army remained firmly established and did not move.

It was silly.

I'm just saying, if I close my eyes like this, I can take down one of Dothrin's solid citadels.

No one stepped up.

No commander here, no soldier, would want my name on the report as a sign of Paladin.

I looked back.

I saw the face of a labour commander who came out and watched over the Imperial Army.

I sent a snowflake.

The commander grasped my gaze and assembled the troops in front of the gate.

The knights and soldiers of the Empire, who bravely rushed towards the citadel, plucked themselves out.

And he stood in the middle of the gate, and saw me, and was hardened.

Their expressions that looked forward and backward were gloomy. One of the knights decides, sticking to the edge of the passageway, he grabs me carefully.

Others quickly passed by me, following the articles.

Some of the most ruthless knights tried to assault me with their energies in their swords. I merely embraced Paladin's pacifier with a sword pointed at me.

"Evil!"

Paladin screamed to death, and that was a great warning without further ado.

I wonder how many hostages they were holding.

The old commander approached and informed me that all the Imperial troops that had broken into the castle had escaped.

“Huh, really."

He spits out an elongated futility to see if this ridiculous hostage theatre is blocked.

And he asked me, "What more do you intend to do here?"

"I haven't thought about it."

I have tried to tell you that the commander is ridiculous.

“Let's restore the glottis first. ”

“It's going to take time. I don't think they'll stand still until then. ”

His words or the Imperial Army will not hesitate to march because of Paladin's life.

It will probably soon ring the Book of Advances, wrapped in a sacred sacrifice, a noble warrior.

In fact, there were also signs of that.

The rapid incoming and outgoing messengers, the commanders of the line, come out with a stiff face and alternate palladines.

Looks like the advance order has been dropped.

There was no time.

I whispered a little to the old commander.

“Let's hit it with magic. ”

“Do you know that magic is plural? There is no magic in repairing the glottis...”

“If you hit a big one and knock down a passageway, you'll make time. ”

The commander nods at me with a stiff face.

But there was a problem.

“The wizard has spread. ”

The wizard who had to tear down the passage stretched out into Mana's depletion.

I sighed.

Somehow things got easier.

“Whatever elixir you have in mind, whatever you do, don't obscure the means and methods, and bring it back to me as soon as you can. ”

“What are you going to do?”

“Maybe you should buy some time. ”

The old commander stood by me with a grave face.

I expelled the commander for being such a jerk.

He trembled, but for now he retreated.

I even deployed troops behind me in preparation for one.

In the meantime, the tension of the electric line was rising.

And finally, when the Empire's commanders refused any more orders, the sound of the advance exploded.

The Imperial Army, which had opened its streets for a while, began to come forward again.

On behalf of the frightened soldiers, the Knights of the Empire filled the ranks.

“You killed him. ”

And I took down the sword.

“Ugh.”

With a short moaning, the paladin stretched and became immobile.

The power of the knights soared.

I'd rather be hollowed out when the hostages die.

“You're never going to die alive. ”

In the words of the Imperial Knight, I threw out the sword that I had in my hand and pulled out the two swords that were stuck in Paladin's corpse.

Looking at the knights who were making it, I stopped breathing.

And in my head, I thought of the fuzzy ones.

The poems of the Leonbergers and Knights could not be used here. One identity could have been exposed in a year.

But I was not the only poet born in the kingdom.

At last, I had a poem that I shouldn't have to worry about Tanronal.

A must-have for me now, who fought a war in another country as a mercenary.

“The soldier dies and becomes six silver coins, and the knight dies and becomes thirty gold coins. ”

It was given the title of King, but was not respected by anyone.

who wandered the world without a home and lived only for one purpose.

A song of a knight who had been fingered until the moment he reached a high place and died.

“Victory is vain. Only my warehouse filled with death will be the truth. ”

[Heroic poem] of a person who was called "Mercenary King" or "Knight of the Gold Coin".

I recited the song of the Ghost of Money.