I Became the First Prince

Duncan Seymour Tudor was a noble man from birth.

He would have been the monarch of a nation if he had not given up his throne on his own, and he was the only Duke of Tutton and a knight at the pinnacle of the kingdom, a respected and revered figure of countless people.

I assure you, he was neither a thug nor a great man.

If it had not been for the Princess who would not have hurt her eyes, she would never have come to another country as an envoy.

Of course, I did not accept the mission of an envoy out of affection for my nephew.

Tutton, once a blind man in the western part of the continent, was losing the glory of the past with the restraints of the surrounding countries that carried the Empire on his back, and was deteriorating every day.

At least the Empire was engulfed in civil war and the surrounding countries were less restrained, but it would not last long.

In this way, the glorious name of Tutton was forced to fall to one of those countries located in the west.

The Tudor family made an effort to set up a meter to reverse the flow.

One of them was an alliance with the Kingdom of Leonberg, which was why Duncan Seymour Tudor came to a distant country.

Of course, I had no intention of covering it up and making alliances.

I had to see if the Kingdom of Leonberg deserved the alliance.

It was also one of the missions he received from the King.

Duncan looked at the kingdom with blurred eyes. The reality of such a confronting kingdom was not so disappointing.

The harbour was cramped and the ships coming and going were only a few ships a day. Roads were poor and cities were falling. The aristocrats who came to meet him were like rural chiefs, and the citizens roamed like fireworks.

It was unbelievable that such a country had won the war against the Empire.

The only thing I could see was that the knights and soldiers who came out of the courtyard were in good shape.

It wasn't even that great compared to the knights and soldiers of Tutton.

I had no idea whether the Empire was weaker than expected or whether he had a low profile in the Leonberg Kingdom that he did not know.

Everywhere he went, he was disappointed, but he did not give up exploration.

Winning a war against a greedy empire was never possible.

I definitely thought there was something I didn't know.

But while crossing the kingdom, Duncan found nothing in the kingdom.

The Kingdom of Léonberg, as it is known, was only a needy country of change located in the northernmost part of the continent.

He was very disappointed and even felt a meeting on the mission of the envoy.

However, it seems that it was too early.

The moment I saw the Knights and Soldiers of the Kingdom who came out as an envoy, I found out.

The energy of the knights was no longer clear, and the corners were not visible. The soldiers were also well organized in the midst of sharp blades.

They were so different from the Leonbergs Duncan had ever seen.

I became interested in the Kingdom for the first time.

He reveals the momentum that he kept for the rest of his life.

It was small to check their basement, and large to tell the gap between Tutton and Leonberg and give them an advantage in the subsequent discussions.

However, I have revealed all my intentions and the results have been null and void.

I succeeded in informing the superiority of power, but that was all.

Even before his overwhelming posture, the Knights of the Kingdom were not of the slightest hue. It was just breathing and breathing.

Not even for a moment.

One who could not hide a woman's womb in the midst of a veil of iron.

An article in a degrading atmosphere.

The Quad Knights of the Kingdom stepped up and took his breath away, and the Knights of the Kingdom regained their initial appearance.

Duncan couldn't have been less impressed this time.

Even in the face of an overwhelming gap, the courage and the unbridled energy of confronting an unbearable climate were also impressive.

But it wasn't the Quad Knights of the Kingdom that really impressed him so much.

A young man standing under the banner of the Golden Lion, a symbol of the Leonberger family.

His position as a knight was insignificant, but apart from that, his presence was not as insignificant as that of a Quad Knight.

And the energy was still clear and clean.

I didn't mix words once, but I had a fondness already.

Duncan was convinced that the man would be a young lion in the North who had a reputation recently.

The energy and appearance were too mild to be called lions, but in the first place, the reputation of the battlefield was not very important.

The fact that there was a figure in the Leonberger family made him very satisfied.

I've always confirmed that the Kingdom of Leonberg has its own strengths, but it would have been very difficult if the person who is going to be my nephew's mate had no reputation.

“Hmm?"

Duncan, who rolled up his purchase so satisfactorily, trembled as if struck by lightning.

Beyond the crowd that sent the envoy, there was a tremendous energy coming from the side of the gate.

It was as if a huge fortress had suddenly risen before my eyes, and tens of thousands of troops were rushing.

I swear, Duncan has never encountered such an energy in his life.

Duncan's whole body is full of chicken flesh. Cotton wool rises up all the way to the hair. Behind my back, a cold cold chill gushed out.

He finds the master of energy, enduring the groaning that came up to the end of his jaw.

It was not difficult.

That huge existence was beyond concealment.

One of the men who came out of the crowd stood under the flag of the royal family of Leonbach.

“Ah..."

At that moment Duncan realized.

The person who thought he would be the Lion of the North was in fact nothing more than one of the blood of the Leonberger family.

The real lion was on his own.

A beast's ferocious posture, swirling like a lion's mane on his head.

The man rolled up the purchase.

The lion's smile was as fierce as it was, without any favors.

* *

A formal greeting came and went between them with an interpreter.

In the meantime, I looked through Duncan Seymour Tudor. Neither did he avoid my gaze.

Certainly the greatest knight in the West.

He was the strongest of the Loop Knights I've ever seen. To the point where you might have the Pentagon in front of your nose.

I don't know, but few of Ring's knights will be able to defeat him. At least none of the people I met were sure.

Perhaps, if I had met him elsewhere, I would have paid a small tribute to the progress he had made.

But not now.

To me now, Duncan Seymour Tudor was nothing but a fearless man, forgetting the example of a guest, not a knight on a high ground.

It wasn't the only one.

Another factor of the Tutton envoy, the eldest daughter of the Tudor family, did not even show her face.

I sought to understand in advance that my body had weakened as a result of my long journey, but I was almost unilaterally informed.

I didn't like it.

The disrespectful knight, the envoy's behavior of looking down on the kingdom in secret, provoked my nerves as well.

My stomach was swollen, but for now, my anger sank.

I couldn't kick out a guest who came to make an alliance without talking.

Even though those guests are the nasty ones who threaten their owners.

“Brother, I'll take over from now on. ”

Fortunately, Maximilian, who noticed how I felt, will guide the envoy on his own.

Duncan Seymour Tudor looks at me and disappears along Maximilian.

“Ha."

He laughed more proudly at Duncan Seymour Tudor.

“Let's see how arrogant we are. ”

I assure you, sooner or later, he will surely pay for today's arrogance.

I really made it that way.

I was fortunate not to be tired of serving the envoy, so I comforted myself and went to the royal palace.

However, it was almost better to guide the envoy.

“Your Majesty, is it not time for you to recognize your position as a prince? ”

I began to roast the fields as if Marquis Villefeld had waited terribly to arrive at the royal palace.

Go, go, come, don't you have to say goodbye? Maximilian and I know how sleepy he is. I don't know how important this envoy is to the kingdom.

The nagging continued endlessly.

“I left a letter, though. ”

“The letter that doesn't have any details? ”

I excused myself and only heard more nagging.

After that, I kept my mouth shut and waited for the crew to calm down.

“Whoo. So what the hell did you leave behind when you were away? ”

The crewmember, who had been moaning for a while, sighed and asked.

“Montpellier.”

Montpellier fled to the north with the royal figures during the royal raid. However, all those who had fled together returned, and only Montpellier remained in the north.

“Thinking about it, I forgot who he was. ”

All of a sudden, I left my seat to bring him to Montpellier.

“Why is he suddenly...? ”

“I'm an insolent person, and I'm not relieved if I don't put it where I can see it. ”

In my words, the Marquis became a wicked face.

“If only for that reason at this crucial time...”

Marquis asks me if it wasn't enough to send someone to bring Montpellier.

So I told him the real deal.

“No, then it's too late. ”

“Where did he run off to? ”

“Not that. That's why I couldn't get it right. ”

I must have told you why I brought Montpellier at this time.

“I intend to entrust the Envoy of the Kingdom of Tutton to Montpellier. ”

Marquis Villefeld asked me more with this fat face.

What do you believe in Montpellier and want to entrust him with an important event in the kingdom?

So I made a heartfelt gesture.

“The marshal seems to have forgotten already, and he was only a few Marquis in the Empire until recently. ”

“What does that matter? ”

“That means there's a lot of information he knows. ”

“If that's it, it's only right to make me throw up information and negotiate with someone else. ”

I think Marquis Montpellier knows how to handle him.

But apart from that, my opinion was different.

“No. I've already decided to leave this to Montpellier. ”

Marquis asked why.

“Montpellier is the best way to rip something out of someone while they're eating. ”

It was only within the Kingdom that he struck here and there, but Montpellier was incompetent. Rather it belonged to a fairly competent axis.

With the premise that it was not a speakeasy, Montpellier was the best at something I knew.

In fact, by his Sethi tongue, the kingdom had almost fallen to its roots.

“If you think you're an enemy, you want to kill him, but if you think you're an ally, you have plenty of room. ”

From the perspective of an empire, not a kingdom, he was a proven talent.

Moreover, it was unlikely that he would betray Montpellier, who had nowhere to go or go. The only way left for him was to somehow set up a ball in the kingdom and take his place.

“I assure you, he'll take this as an opportunity and hang himself. ”

I thought of Tutton's envoy who would be turned upside down by dealing with Yale hated Montpellier, and I thought I'd already had a laugh.

Unlike me, however, Marquis Villefeld was a delightful man. I didn't like the idea of using Montpellier on such an important mission.

But I didn't say the opposite.

I just asked Count Siorin KirGayen to do a mission to keep Montpellier from doing anything stupid and to prepare for one.

I had no intention of leaving Montpellier alone, so I gladly accepted Marquis's opinion.

By the time he had done so, Adelia had made a short visit and appeared.

“Your Majesty, I will clear your head. ”

Then, I saw my head as I was traveling on a non-dragon.

“Please.”

When my permission fell, Adelia began to clean my head with good skill.

I'm leaving her with my head like that, and someone found me.

It was Arwen.

“Your Majesty. At least if you'd given me a shout, it wouldn't have been this big of a fuss. ”

Her gaze was fixed on Adelia, who rarely remembered her cold feelings.

It seems that I was not able to accompany Adelia while I was away without speaking to myself.

“Next time, go with me. ”

Arwen froze at me.

“Next time, you're right to say you're going to disappear and not make it difficult for others. ”

He grabbed the tail of his mouth and pushed it up.

I just laughed at that dishonest look.

“Keep that in mind. ”

Arwen went back in a depressed mood. Next was Carls.

“Your Majesty! As long as I am truly your knight! If you're going to move apart like this every time, you'd rather leave me alone! ”

Not necessarily, Karls has been alienated many times for this, and my face was filled with sincere sadness.

“I promise I won't do that in the future. ”

I also soothed Carls.

Then came Eli.

“Do you want to be comforted? ”

“What are you talking about... I thought you'd be back after all, but you came back just in time. ”

“What are you doing? ”

“No way. I'm just glad you're back. ”

“Don't spit on your mouth and tell me. ”

After a few formal words, Eli shuts his mouth.

Then he rolled his eyeballs around and asked me,

“But Lord Arwen...”

“Go!”

I kicked him out without a car.

But this time, Maximilian found my room.

“Brother! Brother! Brother!”

I kept asking Maxim Millian, who called me.

“Are you going to nag too? ”

Maximilian shakes his head.

“I grumbled that I couldn't catch up with you until I got back. But it's okay now. It was a little late, but you didn't come back in time. ”

“Don't you wonder why I went to the North? ”

“If that's what I need to know, you can tell me right away. ”

I was so mild that my mouth was rather tickled.

“I brought him to Montpellier, who was imprisoned in the North. ”

I told Maximilian what to do with Montpellier. Maximilian didn't question my words.

He said it was just a good idea and he just set his thumb up.

I smiled at the same look. I told Marquis Villefeld another matter that I had yet to reveal.

“What I brought from the North is not one of Montpellier's. ”

Maximilian waits for my words with his eyes glowing.

“This is real. ”

Somehow, I felt flattered and opened a large ark for Maximilian.

“This is...”

Maximilian's eyes widen.

I thought of an envoy who was arrogant.

"Let's see how arrogant they are when they see this. ”