I Became the First Prince

When I first heard the Queen's plan, Montpellier thought it was a good plan.

He was dragged into the Dog-like vaginal square and admired when the new statue of the royal palace announced his public execution, listed his sins, and threw up the emperor's wickedness.

I can't pretend I don't even know that I've done something this grand. I can't save myself from the glory of the Empire and the dignity of the Emperor.

Tied to the pillar of the square, he could not drink a sip of water, but he could not shake while enduring the day.

Everything was according to the queen's plan, so his suffering and shame were also considered part of the plan.

“Dirty Dog of the Empire! ”

“You've been a very good king ever since! ”

“Kaaak!" ”

However, it was an unbearable insult, no matter how small those who had never seen the eye came near and scolded and spit on their faces.

“How dare you...”

“This pig is still out of his mind! ”

I couldn't stand the anger, and I gave it strength to my eyes, and the woman who appeared somewhere swallowed the poop.

Wow, Montpellier stopped being so stubborn in the copper that he stabbed his nose.

“You're so sane! ”

“That's nice! ”

I heard the humble giggle, but he couldn't even communicate. Even though the poop that flowed in my face came in, I didn't even have a lot of water in my mouth.

I was just as dumb as a madman.

There was no sense of reality.

Neither the soldiers who scolded and gnashed their fingers, the royal soldiers who had to protect the sinners, the laughter on the faces of the knights, nor the mess I had in the poop, were all like reality.

The night breeze blew. Unlike it, the empire was a sacred breeze.

Hangi digging up wet bodies in poop was an extremely realistic problem, unlike his sentiments.

I was awake at a time when my skin seemed to be tearing.

“Hey, look. I'm freezing to death. Even dry clothing.If it doesn't work, I want you to start a fire. ”

He endured it and lamented bitterly.

Neither the soldiers nor the knights heard his cry with their ears and their backs.

Rather, he laughed at his stupidity, saying he still didn't realize where I was.

They were facing the fact that they really don't care if they freeze to death.

The soldiers may be knights, but I thought they knew the Queen's plan, but they were black and white.

Until then, I believed that the truth was hidden in order to keep it confidential.

Soon, when he learned that his vineyards were self-inflicted by the mind of the living God, he wondered what they would look like.

Turning a blind eye in cold and distressing reality, Montpellier only waited for the sun to rise in delusion.

The night was deep.

Now the crowds that had gathered like a swarm of flies were gone, and all that was left was soldiers and knights.

He froze his teeth and endured the cold, and a man with a hiccup pressed on his cloak approached.

"Even if you hit him, he'll be cool! Drink it up and chew it up! ”

Contrary to the swearing of the crowd, who knew nothing, Montpellier was blinked by a desperate curse.

“Kaaak!" ”

The spitting man turns around and disappears.

However, I felt like I had seen a lot of people's faces in such a hurry.

I'm sure you're not a marshal.

He soon shook his head.

By now, there's no way that a lunatic crewmember would have come without an escort in the middle of the night to gather knights and commanders to check on the Empire's knights. I thought my snowflakes were now looking at nothing.

Someone else showed up.

“The kingdom that shed tears because of you is like the sea, and your eyes will shed tears of blood. I hope that tomorrow, when the sun rises, you will die in pain. ”

With a low voice, the corpse's sharp chin was so spectacular that it appeared beneath the cape.

The splendour and the itchy, audible aesthetic made Montpellia think of someone she knew well.

“Is Kirga...”

Mate!

Even before I finished speaking, my eyes flashed.

“I am not Siorin Kirgayen! ”

The man with the back of the barrack slapped his cheek a few more times.

Or not. I didn't even know why I hit him. Montpellier only saw the man disappear in haste.

Since then, similar situations have occurred several times.

Strangers appeared in the middle of the night, pressing their cloaks as if they had made a promise, and when they bolted their faces, they were startled.

I got cheeks so many times and the day was bright while I was kicking my feet.

Citizens of the crown flocked like a swarm of bees to watch the execution. The nobles in the royal palace were also sitting on the terrace around the square with a good view.

Shame has been pushed in late.

Still, I couldn't stand it.

His suffering was the only way to repay him for his unfinished sins while facing the kingdom. It was a situation in which the ball and sin could be won if it was released well.

He dreamed of a bright future in the swearing of the crowd.

At least until then.

“Before the execution, let the sinner reflect on the harm done to the kingdom! ”

Even when the Queen, who appeared at the execution site, directed an unscheduled mass media, she also thought this was part of the task of making the situation more dramatic.

I'm not gonna pretend to hit you. It's my job to postpone the pain as cheaply as possible.

I thought so.

But that thought didn't last long.

Soak.

His eyes flashed with dull pain.

“One! ”

Only after hearing the late executor's complaint did he realize that he had really been beaten without recognition.

"Evil!"

Later, a scream exploded.

Suck it!

“Two! ”

Even if I wanted to bend over, I couldn't help but get hit.

“... ten! ”

The flesh exploded in an unexplained medium. Every time the flesh explodes, the gold begins to crack, despite his belief that the present situation is just what he thought it was.

“Twelve! ”

I don't think we're really going to proceed with this execution.

“Thirteen! ”

Perhaps you don't intend to deal with the Knights of the Empire and me at the same time.

“Thirty-five! ”

In a favored medium of ignorance, he became increasingly distrustful of the Queen's promises.

And I regretted it late.

What the hell did he believe in and put himself through this? From their point of view, they would be cool enemies to drink.

It was really a wonder that they would be fooled by their own stupidity, believing that they would accept themselves as the nobles of the kingdom if they only dealt with the knights of the Empire.

What happened to my head? It was clear that his vision narrowed due to the fact that his territory was burned and his strings were in a falling position.

I would not have entrusted my life like this to those who consider themselves enemies.

“O nobles of the kingdom. I will give you a chance to unwind. ”

The executioner retreated with a hawk in the queen's gloomy voice.

And as the nobles of the kingdom waited, they went out and received a hawk.

“My family has been hit by that campsite because of you! ”

“Villain! With your serpent-like Seth tongue, I had to live my whole life laughing! ”

Hana bowed down, but the media of the nobles who had not spent their whole lives in power was better tickled than that of the executioner.

Montpellier's hope has risen again.

Even though I had no choice but to admit it at first, I thought I would pretend to be moderate now.

That's how I cut down thirty great hawks.

At that time, Marshal Villefeld stepped forward.

The old man said, "I will use the staff that I had in my hand instead of the staff that the executor gave me."

It's the medium of an elderly man who's as old as he can be. Marquis calls out for some more excitement.

Marquis took off his coat. And the body of the Marquis who appeared in the mantle was never an old man.

A line of blood protruding from the bulge of the muscles engraved on the bare sleeve.

“Now, sleep...”

Suck it!

Marquis didn't even prolong my grudge. I just swung my staff.

In Montpellier, it became clear that Marquis Villefeld did not just sit in the ranks of the marshals with charity and loyalty.

I don't know, but it was hard for me to get lost in swordsmanship at once.

Bang! Bang! Suck it!

Three times in a row, the Marquis, who spoke without a word, put on his coat again and turned around.

“I, like you, am not the only Anchovy that the royal family suffered because of him. Do not be dismayed that the queen has gone out in front of men with a hawk. ”

After the queen said so, she came down and listened to the falcon herself.

“His Majesty shed tears of blood for a night he could not bear! Because of you, the Royal Enemy had to spend years of mischief using the death penalty! My brother went so wastefully because you had epilepsy and blurred your routine! Even if I chew your flesh and drink that blood, I won't be able to comfort my heart! ”

The Queen's medium was as bitter as a frown.

“I can't count the crimes I've committed! How do you want him to live! Even if you die, you will never die in peace! ”

It hurt too much. It hurt more than the executioner's medium, than the marshal's medium.

How sick it was, I couldn't even scream.

But fear was greater than pain.

The Queen's eyes were so cold. Looking at the northern snowflake, I wished that my head was white.

Imperial Knight, I didn't even think about it because I promised.

I was just moaning like an animal and floating.

Then I lost my mind.

When she regained consciousness, the queen stood on a statue and looked down at him. The executor held the blue axe instead of the club to see if the medium was over in the middle of the stun.

“Execute your brother! ”

Montpellier tried to ask me to keep my promise, even now. But I didn't have the strength to tell where and how I got beaten.

“Please, save me...”

“What?”

He barely looked at his lips, but was only so weak that even the executioner in front of his nose could not hear him.

“Strike the neck of the sinner Clement de Bourgogne Montpellier! ”

In the same voice as the Queen's abstract, the executioner spits on both hands and fixes the axe. Then, the Cipherian's Day flashes upward.

“Ah..."

Montpellier. After all, you die miserably like a dog.

Heh heh.

The moment he hears the sharp siege, he instinctively closes his eyes.

But even with time, there was no pain.

He opens his eyes as he sweeps.

Until just now, the executioner who was holding the axe down like he was about to lower his neck stood back for a long time with an arrow in his forearm.

“I'm here to save you. ”

And I heard a soft voice with his ear.

“Ah..."

Montpellier was cheerful.

That was a clear imperial language. The bourgeois language of the mainland, not the clumsy imperial language spoken by the kingdoms.

“I'm sorry I doubted you. In fact, until a little while ago, we were wondering if the ambassador had been reunited with the kingdom. ”

The rope is loosened. His body is torn from the pillar. I could see the Savior's face just before I got into trouble on the floor.

It was the same article I encountered on the streets of the royal family the other day.

The knight supported him. In my ear, I heard the knights of the Empire and the knights of the Kingdom giving and receiving swords.

“Keep your eyes open for a moment. When I wake up, it will be the territory of the Empire. ”

The noises that disturbed my ears increased slightly.

That's how Montpellier lost his mind.