I Became the First Prince

The black light is fine and the pieces of stone scatter.

“Idiots! I'm just looking at something stupid! Shoot! Shoot! ”

Jorden used whale evil. The stone powder has been chewed.

Spitting, he walks around and kicks the Rangers' asses.

“Don't tease me! ”

Angry Rangers grabbed the bow and aimed at the sky.

“Dammit! What do you do with a promotion! It's the same thing you do! ”

I remained out of the rank of platoon commander as a Ranger squadron commander, but there was nothing different I could do.

Kicking the butts of his subordinate rangers was the only fact that if there was a difference, the butts he would have to kick would have increased from ten to two hundred.

“Did you promote me to do this! ”

Whilst complaining about the situation, he continues to harass the Rangers.

Knights stopped the dialysis, but they didn't take care of the harpies.

After all, the treatment of the Harpies was up to the Rangers.

However, the rangers were only scolding.

“Damn recruits! It's been two winters already, but nothing's better! ”

Now he had a good career as a rookie, but his eye-catching rangers were still only sun-kicks.

If they were the old rangers, they would have wiped them out before they even got to the Harpy.

But what am I gonna do?

Very few veterans survived, and they all became commanders.

The thick swearing that resounded throughout the walls was theirs.

“Now I know my mind! ”

The old platoon members were also as young and varied as themselves (?) I thought I was groaning against them, so I felt a little better.

But he also, for a moment, opened his eyes.

“Me, me, me! ”

After the dialysis, Jordanian eyes saw a Harpy fly by catching an oak instead of a stone.

“Crazy!”

He realizes the Harpies' intention of being impatient.

They seem to have decided to use overflowing monsters everywhere instead of hard to find stones in snowy snow fields.

If it was a transition of ideas, it was a transition, and if it was a clogged period, it was a clogged period.

If it wasn't for those heavy chunks, they would have clapped.

Turn it off!

An oak falls from the sky.

“Ow! What a surprise! ”

There was no bird to pull the knife.

Cheolpuck.

Orcs could not overcome the impact of the fall and became blood loaves.

A similar scene was happening everywhere.

The monsters dropped by the Harpies fell down on the wall.

Most of them were stolen and mutilated by knights' swords before reaching the wall. Fortunately, the monsters that fell in the absence of knights became blood loaves in exchange for flying without wings.

The Harpies weren't even interested in the monster's life.

They constantly catch monsters and drop them on the wall.

Some of them survived.

The Griffins were huge monsters.

“Damage!"

Jorden cried out in haste.

Most quickly left their seats. Except for any ranger who aims an arrow that won't get stuck in a tough body.

As it is, the Decubitus will be built without even leaving a corpse on the body of a heavy monster.

“This is why I hate recruits! ”

Jordan swears and blows his body at the recruit.

Bang!

Jordanian, out of the fall of the monsters, rises up with a sword, without any relief.

Gwwww.

A large chunk of dust falls on the wall and goes around your head.

“If you do, you'll come. ”

In this vast wall, the one who fell in front of me is a vicious monster called the King of the Mountains.

I didn't have too much luck.

Jordan looked around for a while.

“Uh-uh.”

Some rangers groaned at Ogre's comfort in front of their noses, while others looked at Ogre as if their souls were gone.

The knights couldn't seem to care less about this side because they were dealing with the trolls that had fallen into the heap.

I saw Auger again.

The auger, whose one shoulder was resting in shock from the fall, was still unconscious and was talking about his elongated head.

But it didn't take him that long to regain consciousness.

“Ha. I hate recruits for this. ”

Jordan, who was so lame, grabbed the sword.

There was a splash on his face. I didn't see any fear.

It was nothing special. It's only his turn now.

That's how he singled himself out and ran to Ogre.

I threw out a black sword that would not be stabbed, and I received an auger with my whole body.

Just roll it down the wall and it will suffice.

After processing, the spearheaders will be waiting in front of the gate.

He rushes as hard as he can.

Kung.

The ogre shook his body.

Very, very little.

“I don't think so. ”

Jordan looks at Ogre with a nice face. Ogre's eyes are filled with horror.

I feel instinctively murdered even in the middle of my mental breakdown.

He reaches out. A dizzy man's headache fills his eyes with an evil grip that will crush him.

Jorden opens his eyes.

At that moment something flew.

Bang!

The ogre swings and steps back towards the wall.

"Don't pretend to be cool by yourself! ”

Jordanian eyes widen. I saw rangers grabbing the shield and pushing the ogre. They were tired of old platoon members.

“What are you doing! ”

“If you're in your right mind, just hang in there! This guy's got power! ”

“You're not coming! ”

Jorden sobers up after a crazy conversation.

“Why are you here! What about the platoon members!”

“You can fight well on your own! Unlike anyone else, I'm a powerful commander! ”

“Let's not talk, let's push together! ”

Jorden hurriedly stood by the platoon commanders.

Kung.

An ogre came out to the end of the wall. Now I can push him one step down.

I did. I certainly did.

Gwwww!

The auger regained consciousness at that moment.

(chuckles)

The ogre grabs the shield. The iron shield collapses like a bell, and the ranger holding the shield rises into the air.

“Oh, I knew it wouldn't work. You're pushing the ogre with your power, doesn't that make sense? ”

A ranger with his forearm tucked away as the handle collapses.

“I can go first. You don't have to follow me so early, so let's be praiseworthy...”

Flip.

Before the horse ends, the ogre picks up the ranger and throws it into the shield.

“You fucking bald bastard! ”

Jorden turns his eyes upside down and clings to Ogre. Immediately after boarding, he shoots a dagger on his shoulder crushed by the impact of the fall.

A weak knife that would not have even sneezed alive, he stabbed it between his skillfully torn skin.

Gwwwww!

The ogre screams. Rather than screaming in agony, it was more like shouting out in anger.

“Die! Die! ”

Jorden shoots the dagger.

Card scores, card scores.

Dagger scratches Ogre's bones.

The ogre roars like crazy.

Jordan, who did not win the violent gesture, fell to the ground.

Grrrrrrr.

The ogre rings low.

The impact of the fall left a real ogre in front of his eyes, rather than a crazy ogre.

I saw the knights who handled the troll running from afar.

It was time to get out.

But I couldn't get out.

He fell to the ground and broke his leg.

“Run quickly! ”

The men shouted.

“I can't go even if I want to. You bastards.”

I was small and saw the ogre again.

The ogre approaches with a violent smile.

Jorden complained small.

The King wanted to die beautiful.I can't even leave a body.

And I was relieved.

I'm glad the Roaring Orc isn't the opponent. If you say you fought the ogres and fought them fiercely, you won't be able to keep up with those who went first. He prepared for the imminent pain and viciousness.

But no matter how long I waited, there was no pain.

He looked at the ogre.

The ogre remained stiff and immobile. He lies, and his blood gushes out between his nasty nostrils.

A faint line emerged around his neck.

The line is thick and red blood is poured out.

Tuck.

Ogre's head fell off.

Then Jordan could see someone standing in front of me.

Knight in Iron Armor. His chest was painted with a golden lion, and his shoulder was engraved with the head of a roaring silver lion.

Both sentences were familiar to him.

The golden lion in the chest was permitted only by the knights of the royal family, and the silver lion head on the shoulder could only be engraved with knights on a rugged ledge.

And Jorden knew it with those two qualifications at the same time.

“Lord Arwen? ”

The prince's knight, Arwen Kirgayen.

Arwen slidably lifts the helmet's face covering.

The glorious glow that blooms at the end of the sword illuminates her like a hint of light.

“Salute your devotional struggle. ”

A clear voice that doesn't fit into a noisy battlefield with swearing and screaming.

Here comes the face cover again. Then I started running along the wall.

“To His Royal Highness! ”

The roar of the lions resounded everywhere.

“For winter! ”

A knight who cleared the monsters on the wall followed her.

Armies soared. Monsters broke down.

Bang!

At that moment, the iron cannon began to light again.

“Monsters are retreating! ”

Monsters who were waddling under the walls retreated and began to flee towards the Juju Mountains.

The Harpies and the Griffins, who were black, also disappeared.

“I won!”

“We won! ”

Rangers and knights cheered.

Jorden looks at them with his gloomy eyes.

“You're alive again. ”

A thirsty voice, not cheerfulness or sighing, he robs his shoulder.

It was a tiring move, as though it was carrying a heavy burden.

“Captain.”

An old man by his side thrashed his back.

“You lunatic! ”

Jorden shouts.

“I keep fighting for my life like that! ”

“It's crazy to push an ogre into your body! ”

His men nagged.

“You must have transferred it to His Majesty. ”

Jorden, who wanted to go a little too far when he thought about it, frowned.

“Then he really dies. There are three of us left in the 17th platoon. We need to put all the old guys together. We can't have 30 now. ”

Jordanian rarely answered with a serious face.

“Don't worry. I'm not going to die until I make those bloody bastards a real ranger for winter. ”

“That's funny. I'm still on the subject of all the dead alive today. ”

But the ancient rangers did not accept his seriousness.

“It's very leisurely, isn't it? Huh? You're done fighting! Hurry up and don't work! ”

“All right. Go change your pants, too. I think I peed earlier. ”

“What do these bastards know about Squadron Leader? ”

The men chuckled and laughed.

“Huh? It's the Lord. ”

A long-suffering ranger fingers the forthcoming winter lord with a firm face.

“Why are you so angry... Argh! ”

Jordanian, who was asking the reason for the unusual color of the Holy Spirit, grabbed his shin and screamed.

“That bridge! I broke my leg!”

“The broken leg is the other leg. And I'm sorry.”

The Holy Spirit in winter.

“1st Battalion Commander of the Ballerhard Rangers. ”

“Ranger 1st Battalion Commander Jordan! ”

Jorden, who was depressed by that sad posture, forgot his pain and took a sperm position.

“You seem to know you're a squadron commander. I thought you were just a squad member because you ran into the ogre. ”

“Well, it's so urgent... Argh! ”

The Winter Holy Spirit kicked Vincent's leg again.

“Don't you know that when a squadron leader is killed, the burden on the platoon commanders grows? You're putting the whole squad in danger for an ogre? And you're an officer? ”

“I can't help it... I'm sorry! ”

The winter lord, who had lifted his feet off the road, rebuked Jordan.

“I ate a lot of snacks, and you're still gonna act like a rookie? When the hell do you want to get out of the sun chick? ”

“I'm sorry."

“Tell me if you want to cut so much. I'll throw myself under the wall. We can fight without a circle. You really want that, don't you? ”

The share of more than two hundred rangers defending the walls was never small. With such a force, I could almost be left without a commander, so I had nothing to say.

“I'm sorry."

Jorden bowed his head and apologized.

“So are you. Squadron commander dies, you guys die, you get a command gap, and you're gonna be held accountable for being exterminated by a Ranger? ”

“Sorry!”

The Winter Holy Spirit fills his tongue with a heavy tone on the military apple of the Ranger platoon commanders.

“Don't die easily. Survive and do the share of those who went first. That is our mourning and remembrance. ”

“I'll keep that in mind.”

Jordanian and Ranger platoon commanders bowed their heads.

Once again, the winter lord with his tongue turned around.

"Well, I don't think anyone knows how to cut. You have to be aware of the commander. ”

Jorden, who was watching the winter Holy Week disappear in a howl, said:

“I think you wanted to fight. ”

Even if he was right, the Ranger platoon commanders who saw him from the fishing boat first nodded their heads and expressed their sympathy.

* *

The monsters didn't cover the day and night.

The number of monsters was terrible. The Rangers of Winter Castle had to fight day and night.

Even if I kill it, it never ends.

Killing a thousand today will bring more tomorrow.

The war against Warlord was as harsh as I could think of.

But the winter castle was solid.

They were no longer alone.

When the Rangers are exhausted, the troops of the 2 Legions drawn from the North rise to the Wall.

Seven knights alternated and joined the soldiers.

The wizards of the White Night Tower also helped defend the Winter Castle. Even though it wasn't a few spells you could write, it was just early wizards spreading once you wrote them. I was able to prevent a lot of damage because they were there.

There was an iron grape provided by the dwarves.

Moreover, the reinforcements would have left by now, even in the royal province.

Until then, it was not just impossible to open the gates and destroy monsters beyond defending the castle.

Nevertheless, no one was optimistic.

The number of monsters in front of the castle was enormous.

Monsters who pushed in from the side of the mountain range became an army that was close to 10,000 years old.

Now that the battle is over, the monsters have not returned to the mountains either.

They stay out of reach of the arrows and cross the castle from time to time.

At first I was just sticking to the wall and using musical instruments. However, the attacks of monsters were changing organically over time.

Dozens of monsters attacked the castle like an army.

The Orcs crawl up the wall on a crude ladder and a sloppy rope made by the Goblins. Ogres and Trolls are under siege, knocking on the glottis. Harpies and Griffins appear from time to time, shaking monsters or rocks over the walls.

“Something must be controlling the monsters. ”

Arwen Kirgayen was convinced by the movements of such monsters.

It wasn't until then that monsters could not attack the castle by sharing their roles.

The problem was the identity of something.

Was the king of monsters like Warlord born again?

Or is he new?

I didn't know.

If the prince had been here, he would have told me something.

The more gloomy she gets, the more her black foresight she adds.

She runs around the walls like crazy and slaughters monsters. Sometimes I slaughtered hundreds of monsters by myself.

Inspired by her remarkable performance, the Winter Castle Rangers praised her for calling her "Knight of Steel."

There was no reason to be grand.

Unlike winter castle knights with iron plates on their leather armor, she was the only one wearing iron armor.

Simplicity is the reason why you don't have a partner, a name that's even cruel.

Arwen likes the name.

For her, who always wanted to be judged only by her appearance and not by her gender, the name of the knight of steel was more unwilling.

“The Knight of Steel! ”

When the rangers saw her on the wall so cheerfully, they also secretly rolled up their tails inside the helmet.

And she paid enough for the soldiers who made up her rotten nickname. With the blood of monsters. I overflowed.

A performance worthy of the name of the Knight of Steel, but the number of monsters has not diminished.

The number of monsters that remained at around 10,000 began to explode at some point.

An Orc horde from beyond the mountains joined the Dagger monsters' army.

It's not just an oak pack, it's a properly armed oak battalion.

Arwen frowns as she sees the Red Legion throughout the snowfield.

An unpleasant feeling.

The war that swept over the north hit my head.

A dark green wave following the warlords comes before your eyes like a vision.

“No way...”

Several times and denied.

But the more denying it, the stronger was the ominous feeling.

And the ominous feeling was undoubtedly met.

When the army of monsters in the Winter City is close to 30,000.

Gwwwwwwwwww.

I heard a terrible roar beyond the mountains.

“Lord Arwen! ”

The Winter Holy Spirit calls Arwen in a stiff voice.

She draws the knife straight away. And it caused the greatest momentum.

Don't let the soldiers of Baleard get eaten by terror, as compared to the old soldiers.

A glorious horde of light bursts out of her sword.

Goooooooooo.

A clear energy descends on the entire castle.

The rangers, who seemed to have gone out of their souls, woke up flawlessly.

But that was all.

I woke up, but they were still in the middle of a nightmare.

The energy and vigor of Arwen could not completely stop the roaring beast inside the mountain range.

She turned the ring even hotter.

Gwwwwwww!

As if laughing at her like that, the existence beyond the mountains howled.

I haven't even shown the enemy yet. I just howled.

Arwen shook anxiously.

Like it's going to go away right now.

“Snow-covered mountains. ”

Right then, I heard a familiar soundtrack somewhere.

“The walls are speechless with frozen red blood.”

With a low voice whispering in her ear, her ring began to resonate.

Ooooooooooooooooo.

The helmet is hot as if it were on fire.

She takes off her helmet and takes a hot breath.

Her gaze was toward the bottom of that wall.

He was there.

Hands hold glowing swords like the dawn of dawn.

With his mouth, there was a prince who whispered the time of war.

“Only the sound of the trumpet of the dawn advancement resonates. ”

The energy of the endangered Silver Lion soars to the end of the sky.