I Became the First Prince

Orcs have a short life span.

This was because the thousand given to them were shorter than the others, and at the same time their lives were harsh with struggle and war.

It was no different because it was a king.

Their king was also decisive.

But there were exceptions, so that was an overload.

He was older than any Orc I remember, and he reigned longer than any king.

Even when so many Orc monarchs died in the Great War, he held his place firmly.

If he hadn't been greedy, he would have remained a great monarch for a long time.

But his arrogance, as great as it has been for many years, led him to destruction.

He crosses the stature of a creature he shouldn't have crossed. So he yearned to become the god of the Orcs.

How ridiculous it was to hear that two hundred thousand Orc troops and ten warlords were marching towards the Falcon Dragon's Nest.

Soon after, I heard that the Orcs were extinct.

As expected, he didn't see it for himself, but he thought he would end up with the Legion there.

The Pharaohs were never merciful to those who invaded my realm.

But it's not.

Owner of the Furious Flame Legion, Buldaan. That's the name of the enemy you want to know.

He was alive, and now he's back in the world after all these years of the Great War.

“How? How did you survive? ”

She shakes her head at my words.

That's not what matters now.

It was as she said.

What matters now is not how he survived the battle with the Pharaohs.

It was only important that the dark green flames that swept through the world in the past were dreaming of resurrection again.

It had to be stopped.

Winterity was not a problem. His greed was not small enough to satisfy him that he would destroy one castle and one kingdom.

I turned my head.

I focused my mind on the 10,000 year old Blade Mountains, the red mountain peaks alone.

The heart rattles in a fierce speculation that is unique to Orcs.

Let's keep going. I feel a strand of ominous energy in it.

Blind wrath that can't be felt by ordinary Orcs.

It was the king's deep and deep wrath that he wanted to tell his own myth, but he had lost everything without being able to accomplish it.

I blamed myself.

His energy is so clear. I have a poem of a poor revenge who died fighting to exterminate him. The salt and karma in it was constantly whispering to me of his existence.

I can't believe I finally realized that.

I think I've been overheard in my return for a long time. Or he has a narrower field of view in a situation of urgent return.

I organized my thoughts.

Whatever the reason, what I had to do was clear.

Killing invaders who dared to cross my territory, that was all I had to do.

“After the war monarch, he became a great monarch. ”

Beyond the mountains, the word mountain is used in this way.

I tried to go down the spire to come up with a plan that outlined my thoughts.

This is just the beginning.

But the dry voice of Ophelia grabbed me.

The world is always moving one step ahead of you, so all you can see is an imminent cross section of the truth.

I looked back.

Heirich's eyes stare straight at me.

“Keep that in mind.”

In response to her warning, I just knew.

Agnes speaks scarcely before leaving the spire.

[You're strong.]

“No wonder you're so strong. I was a cannabis in my life, and after Richie, I would have dug a hundred years of magic alone. ”

[It's not just about Heirich.]

She said that her words did not refer only to the Magician of the Baptist Night.

[It's about this whole castle.]

There was a young admiration for her tone.

[Not one of them has ever encountered fear of death. Nor did any of them know the weight of death.]

She said:

Many brave men know the weight of death, but few are firm.

The courage that comes from ignorance is not real courage.

[Like one, the heart is upright and firm, and the sword is not stubborn, so the word "dot" means "dot".]

In response to the unexpected compliment, I quickly felt better.

“Compared to the Legion of Iron Blood in Bavaria? ”

[Not as small as the size and strength, but not as solid as the weather.]

She added a word that she had said.

[It's a great army.]

Thinking about her ugly compliment, she could say it was an extreme compliment.

It felt good to me.

Winter castles were very precious to me.

* *

Vincent came to me scared to go down the spire.

It seems that I have taken great measures while I was away.

He shook his head while listening to the report.

“Reweave from scratch. ”

Vincent frowns.

I've been working on it all my life, and if I heard this answer, it wouldn't make anyone feel good.

I was somewhat sorry, but I had no other choice.

The strategy and tactics established by the Brain Ministry of Winter Castle are both imagining the existence of the Warlord and the similarity.

But the enemy was not a Warlord.

He was as strong as the warlord, and at the same time more adulterous.

It was different from the previous Warlord.

I fought, I trampled, and I was just a young warrior who drove me crazy to build my kingdom.

Overlord, however, was a man of thick bones in the Great War.

Unlike the butchered Warlord, who didn't even leave a name, he was a monster that was notorious to the whole world.

I can't even remember how many Fairy Cities were trampled by the Furious Flame Legion he led and how many Human Fortresses.

He's targeting the Winter Castle.

It was not enough just to strengthen the walls and block the gates, as it was during the Warlord.

“Oh, my God, there's such an orc...”

Vincent, frowning at my words, sighs as he speaks.

“Hmph. I've never lost anything after hearing your words. For now, I understand.”

He continued to think that he was going to have a countermeasures meeting all day.

“Yeah, well done. ”

So I turned around and stood still.

“Vincent.”

“Why do you call me that? ”

He looked at me as he roared.

Over time, the face of a corpse resembling my father's face overlapped with the face of an old knight who had fallen in the wilderness unnamed.

I couldn't judge.

Whether he's really the rebirth of revenge, or he's just the same name.

If the Reincarnation of Vengeance is true, if the leader of the confronting enemy is right, then it's a coincidence that the overlord who destroyed his previous life is just a cunning coincidence.

Or he was destined to be drawn from the beginning.

I couldn't be sure.

“Be careful.”

I just didn't want him to fall apart the same way in his previous life.

“It's not a day or two after the war. ”

Vincent looked at me with a loud voice, and I was flattered.

“What are you doing so badly? People feel weird, Gesri. ”

He approaches as loud as he can and hits me on the shoulder.

“Don't worry. It's been a long time since I've been busy working for anyone. I can't even go out there and fight anymore. ”

Vincent's face became closer.

“So don't look so anxious. I didn't intend to die before I saw you rise to the throne, unlike my father. ”

He laughed and fell out, saying so.

“I grew up on the outside, just like her. Kid.”

He disappeared far away after leaving a word full of disdain.

“Please, I hope I can't solve all my aspirations this time. ”

I wished.

Vengeful who died fighting the Orcs in his previous life, the lord of the fortress who stops the Orcs in his current life.

Let's hope the karma and salt of the company that led to our previous life are finally complete.

* *

That evening was serene.

The monsters who retreated into the mountains never showed themselves again.

However, the energy of the overload, felt beyond the red mountain peak, was still directed towards winter.

It was as if a day had passed in the same tension as on the eve of the storm.

And the reinforcements from the royal family were on their way to winter.

“Huh."

“How could they go all the way to the north? ”

Rangers and Knights of Winter Castle have seen the troops.

I had to.

The glorious gold that passes through the South Gate belongs to the knights of the royal family who never leave the royal palace.

What about the soldiers who follow the royal knights?

The flag they erected was the armor of the Second Central Army, the elite of the Kingdom that defended the Kingdom.

And at the forefront of it was a white knight.

He was Earl Schuhilde Schutgart, the court knight commander and king's escort.

“Thank you for coming to the Elder. ”

Vincent ran and greeted the old man without daring to make any excuses.

“I pay tribute to the blood and sweat of the ballerhards who have seeped into this land. ”

The knight stood up with a magnificent sword and gave an example.

“When the good man was alive, he nailed the story of the Lord. ”

“He was the best knight in the kingdom I've ever known. Since the mission is a mission, I have not found a burial for a long time, but do not fail to count the circumstances. ”

“You are unjust. I just want to thank you for not coming to the elders at such a difficult time. ”

Somehow, I wanted to be overly polite because I changed my attitude by a hundred times, but it seems like the outsider had a bad relationship with a pre-life worker.

He looks at me and kills me, and the knight approaches me.

Then he approached me and sighed.

“Your Majesty, please be considerate so that Soshin can fulfill his calling. ”

The ancient rangers and some knights grew small.

Bonamana came along and ran all the way to the castle.

But their laughter was not long.

Chuck! Chuck!

The old man suddenly kneels before me.

Chuck.

Hundreds of court knights kneel with their swordsmen.

“Court Knights Captain Schuhilde Schutgart. The First Court Knights and 100 others have just arrived! ”

The court knights kneel before me in unison.

“Uh-huh. ”

I looked around, frowning at the sudden and excessive example.

Vincent opened his mouth. The Rangers are stiffened. Knights became frozen faces.

I think I've realized it now.

The Knights of the First Reich, the Knights of the First Reich, also serve only the King.

The only object they worshipped was the king.

Or who will be king in the future.