I Became the First Prince

Early in his youth, Count Schuhilde Schutgart joined the Court Knights in recognition of the talent of other swords, and at the age of thirty-five he completed his duties as the youngest Court Knight Commander.

Many articles praised his talents and achievements, but some disparaged him because his life was unbendable.

I didn't know it was hard, but I also mocked the flowers that were planted in the king's garden, which had lived well in the royal palace.

But contrary to the perception of the third generation, his life was never flat or bent.

I spent all my youth fighting the Dark Duke of the Empire to make the Leonberger royal family a scarecrow, and there was not a single day of comfort for the old Duke of the Empire.

I used to lie in bed and sleep in my hands.

During those difficult years, even the number of assassins and monsters he had fallen, there was not a slight shortage of men and women in the spirit of hundreds and hundreds of knights to be called gifted lions.

But his immortality was shaken.

A pack of monsters in the snowfield, and a horrible monster on the Griffin.

None of them exceeded his expectations.

A monster of a size that can't be counted. What about the presence of that beast?

My skin was tingling.

We haven't even started the battle yet, but tens of thousands of monsters are bending flat, and the monsters on the Griffin are just looking down at the castle.

I couldn't even budge.

As if he had returned to the time when he first encountered the assassins, the knight felt powerless.

But he soon made up his mind.

Just as the lord and knights of the Winter Castle were proud to protect the north, so were the knights who had defended the royal family.

I couldn't make that pride in front of a monster.

The old man saw the prince.

He served as a teacher as a child, but not for long, because of his talent and the modesty of his goods.

It wasn't just you. Everyone who was in charge of the prince at the time was like that.

Even his father hated his son, persecuted him, and threw him out of the house.

It was no exaggeration to say that the prince's youth was plunged into contempt and hatred.

I feared that the future of the kingdom would be plagued by the prince who grew up in contempt and hatred. I thought that the hatred and anger that dominated my childhood would sweep over the kingdom as soon as the prince ascended to the throne.

But it wasn't.

As you can see, the prince took off his hatred and contempt.

The harsh and shabby spirit subjugated the lords of the north of Düssen, and the kingdom also took away the hearts of the famous wire.

In doing so, I saw the empire's ambassadors as if they were my hands, and I also reaped the shadow of the empire everywhere in the royal palace.

The prince was now indispensable to the kingdom.

‘I don't want to be a father anymore. The kingdom now needs her more than I do. ’

The king also decided so, and he persuaded the hard-working knight to stay by his side.

‘Now the child is the future of the kingdom, and the kingdom itself. So keep it safe. Don't let that reckless kid fall before he reaches the branches. ’

As I recall the king's party, the knight's head cools.

My chest burns rather hot.

The king ordered me to protect the future of the kingdom.

That word was enough.

The old man grabbed the sword.

Judge for yourself, your energy alone will not remove the presence of that beast.

In the face of the monstrous presence of the beast, the four rings he was proud of were nothing.

But the king's knights did not fight to win, so they were enough to keep it.

Choke.

The sound of the sword protruding from the sword digs into your ears.

It wasn't the sound of a swordsman. He hasn't even pulled a sword yet.

Pot.

A glorious golden clergyman spread out over the entire wall.

The old man turns his head according to the elaborate light.

There was a woman whom the prince loved the most.

It was Adelia Bavaria, the newly born benefactor in the Kingdom.

She thought that the Silver Lion Down Pillar was a woman who was more finely decorated than standing on the battlefield with a sword that wasn't as invisible as a turtle.

I was not greatly deprived of appearance, but I was also right to think that the gentle new and modest posture suits the prince well.

But the poor woman who thought so drew the sword before anyone else.

Ooooooooooooo.

At that moment, another flash exploded.

This time it was Arwen Kirgayen.

When the men, crushed by a massive presence, were just chewing their lips and groaning, they pulled out their swords and pointed them at the beast.

I saw the men twirling their eyebrows and squeezing their chins.

“Damn it. There's a man Kabba. ”

Eli picks out his sword and aims for the sky.

The pale radiance emanating from his sword spread through the walls.

That was the beginning.

Choke.

The knight also draws the sword.

There was no more hesitation. Rather, the blade in my mind became dull as I entered old age.

His lifetime of swordsmanship gathers at the end of the sword.

A white light burst out and wrapped around the wall.

The four masters pointed their swords at the beast on the wall.

The monster was a mouthless seal.

I didn't know what the monster was going to look like as an old knight because of his stubborn face.

However, given the pressure exerted on him, he could see the extent to which he was not surprised by the flashes and vibrations blooming on the walls.

My skin tingled with anger.

The old knight turned the ring more fiercely. The young white light spread deeper and farther.

Three other masters grabbed each other's hearts and rings and responded to the age of the old knight.

Tension, balance that seems to collapse even now.

The novice was energized by the idea of dying here today.

The equivalents were damp. A chilly, crispy wind struck my body. Nevertheless, the old knight resisted the beast by squeezing the ring instead of pushing out the chill.

How much time has passed.

It might not have been long ago, but it seemed like a few hours had passed.

The old knight's presence is one step forward.

It's different from human language in the mouth, spitting out the raw language.

......

It's like an oak growling.

What language it is and what it means. I didn't know the old man.

But I could tell the extent to which the words made the monster very angry.

The monster on the Griffin opens his mouth.

But even before the roar blew through it,

“Bullets!”

Bang!

The old age and the roar of winterism resounded first.

Unidentified iron chunks scattered all over the walls blew fire.

A black trajectory flies through the air.

Griffin, caught at the end of the trajectory, hurriedly flew up on his wings.

The cannon falls to the ground in vain.

But wherever he flew, a single arrow pierced Griffin's reed to death.

Griffin screams and twists. The beast also grabbed Griffin's neck and swayed together.

The majesty of the monster who looked down arrogantly no longer existed.

There was only one monster sitting on a swarming flying beast to avoid falling.

Khhhhhhhhhh!

The monster roars.

“All winter troops! ”

The prince shouted face to face.

The monsters in the snowfield, who were bending, started running in unison screaming. The Rangers have captured the bow and the iron brain.

Iron chunks fluttered and lowered their heads.

Strong.

The ground shakes. The snow on the walls drops.

“Fight!”

The harsh shouts and rangers unleashed a demonstration of the Iron Brain and Gangster.

Sasasasak.

Thousands of arrows covered the sky.

Fresh!

Monsters collapse in the rain of death with sharp ripples.

But that collapsed line was soon full of other monsters.

“From the one with the ladder and the rope, George! ”

“Filter the big one! I'm not stuck anyway! ”

Above the wall, the rangers' cries burst in a row. The walls were filled with the sound of pulling and releasing the protests.

“I'll take the west! ”

“Then I'll take the east! ”

The royal nobles rush against the wall, scattering glorious flashes.

Knights of the Winter Castle stand on the edge of the wall holding the shield together.

“Ha!"

At the same time, all sorts of things flew up under the walls.

Bang!

There was a lot of noise everywhere.

However, none of the spears and stones thrown by the monsters crossed the wall.

“Ha!"

The knights clamor again, wielding their shields.

The wolves and oak riders who jumped on the wall were struck by the shield and hit it as it was.

Gwwwww!

Large monsters of a few meters scream, throwing axes and rocks.

Knights with shields bowed in unison. On their backs and shoulders, the knights of the rear row jumped.

Ooooooooooooooo!

The radiance of their sword was not polite.

At least the three rings were the only ones that could be.

Bang!

I heard a heavy thunderstorm. The jumping knights stopped the monsters from attacking and bounced back in a row.

The knights who bowed down raised their shields again. Behind them, another knight was picking up the body of a fellow who was rolling down the wall.

The rangers burst out in front of my nose, and the knights didn't blink.

It was even the same when the wolves who came up on the wall ran with their chins bent.

They just shoot arrows like machines.

And the knights protected them.

“Ah..."

The old man admired the look.

It was a wild sight.

I never heard of your precious knights fighting in front of you like a soldier. I couldn't see the knights throwing themselves to protect the soldiers like this.

I was not as impressed as the soloist.

But at the same time it became a concern.

That's why the knights will be exhausted first.

The Knights had to maintain the best power at any moment. That way I could stand up and do my part when I needed it.

That was common sense.

But it didn't take long for common sense to break.

I didn't know the knights of Winter Castle were tired.

It was like iron.

At that time, the prince approached and explained his insides.

Once the battle begins, knights of Winter Castle who have to fight for weeks and months in a short time are forced to use their natural energy efficiently and learn how to quickly recover depleted energy.

The old man spits out his resilience.

There's nothing that grows knights faster than the real thing, but the winter of the crop was just the same.

However, no matter how efficiently you control the energy, there is no limit to the Knights' Mana. That's when the knights fall, and then there's a gap in power.

“In fact, there are quite a few knights in the ranks, aren't they? ”

In the words of the old knight, the prince smiles and looks back.

“You don't have to. It's time to take turns. ”

Soliloquy of the incomprehensible Prince.

“Transitional shift! ”

Just then, the Winter Holy Spirit shouted.

“Ha!”

Knights who fought with monsters on the front side retreated, wielding their shields together.

Then another knight grabbed the shield and the sword, as if waiting.

The old man opened his eyes.

I didn't try to count them myself, but the knights, who were close to 400, retreated in unison. Nevertheless, there were no gaps in the antecedents.

That meant that a disproportionate number of knights shifted with them.

It was incomprehensible as a stalker.

I've heard that gathering knights from all over the North is less than 500, and many have been sacrificed in the last uproar.

The second prince even confirmed it.

By the way, the knight power is close to a thousand.

“Did you report a power cut? ”

The prince turned to the point that it was not algebraic.

“There were Imperial guards everywhere. ”

The prince's words were dull, and he burst into laughter.

Historic Knights were dismantled one after the other without overcoming the imperial pressure, and the kingdom became a toothed lion.

The day the Northern Lion roars again will never come.

Everyone said so.

The stalker also thought so in secret.

But it wasn't.

A new history of the kingdom was beginning on a cold land that no one knew.

And that new history will be glorious and glorious, unlike the one of the last hundred years, which was marked by humiliation and defeat.

A handsome old man looks at the prince with a red-breasted face.

“It's not over yet. ”

At the end of the prince's words, the heat clumps in the air.

That was a small fire.

The fire grew, but it became a fist-worthy mass, and it grew again, and became a greater fire than the head of a man.

A lump of fire falls over the monsters.

Bang!

A small lump of fire became a figment of a few meters.

Flames gushed from all over.

The fiery monsters scream and make a fuss.

“It seems that some of the nobles were very talented as wizards. ”

The old man opened his eyes and saw the flame.

It was clearly combat magic that had never been expressed in 100 years since the Horse Tower was sealed by the Empire.

The old knight was impressed and looked at the conventional magic fire again, and the prince pulled out his sword and went forward.

Three masters scattered around the walls slaughtering monsters stood behind them.

Between years and decades earlier than himself, the newcomers, the laborers, saw the young eunuchs with a buzzing gaze.

They didn't even know the old knight's gaze, and they were rattling each other.

“A sad one will show up. ”

“Already?”

In the words of the prince, a young prince of the Eli family raises his head.

“If it's a fire, you can't evacuate without playing in front of a match maker. ”

It was incomprehensible as an old knight, and so were the others.

When I saw the question on the prince's face,

Eli asked again as if he had been reminded.

“But what did you say? ”

What the hell did you say? A boar who was so arrogant ran like a boar on fire.

The prince answered the question in a harsh tone.

“I pretend to be very good at the subject of the debris that the flower dragon chews out. ”