I Became the First Prince

A prince called the Young Lion of the North and two princes honored as saints in recent times.

The first of them came to my eye.

Overwhelmed Yawin face. But it didn't look like it.

The delicate features and gentle expressions were never seen by Tutton's noble men.

I heard that the Kingdom of Leonberg is no different from Tutton.

It's so different from what I expected.

The two princes are full of foods, despite their minor actions and tone, and never forget their consideration of their opponents.

As a human being, as a royal family, as a man, there was no place for wood.

To be blameless.

“Brother...”

“If it weren't for you...”

“That's when you...”

All I had to do was open my mouth and tell a story about my brother.

It looks fine.

His brother, brother. Either way, I was looking for you, or it looked like a puppy duck following a mother duck.

But aside from the excessive admiration and goodwill of my brother, the first impression of the two princes was more than expected.

But my brother was below expectations.

For him, my brother's caring mind was nowhere to be found.

The prince looked at her rudely.

But her eyes were the kind of gaze she never met.

The eyes of the men who saw her were usually of two kinds.

I looked at her with admiration and flattery, which is a flower that flows out of my reach.

Those who had the gift and identity of God wanted to defeat her right away and saw her with greed and aspiration.

The Prince's gaze did not belong to either side.

The northern sea, which made me chamois countless on the way.

The emotions in it were surprisingly interesting, more or less.

He seemed to see her in a fun way.

How reluctant and offensive that look was.

She cursed the prince, who was so rude to me.

On the one hand, it was a feeling of indignation.

Later, he learned that his anger was due to the attitude of the prince, just as he had no heart in him.

She snorted with a sigh.

I didn't want to be vulgar, but I didn't want to leave the man I saw as though he were a noble animal.

I thought facing my eyes and smiling a little would be enough.

The dizzy guys didn't come to their senses.

But they didn't even eat the seeds.

He threw a chute to the point where his pride was somewhat excessive after the injury.

The more she did, the colder the Prince's eyes sank.

I felt an unknown loss when I cooled down even when I was interested in the snow.

Maybe so.

Usually, she wouldn't have been interested in a fight between knights.

When she regained consciousness, she became a notary.

And I saw it there.

How brave the Knights of the Kingdom who were lost by the Empire are.

The knights of the North were wounded in bloodshed, and there were no bones in the air.

Even if I cut off one arm, I feel like I'm done winning the tournament.

It was ridiculous.

I don't know what this battlefield is risking my life for.

Compared to them, the knights of the rose thorns were Sannim.

Knights of the Kingdom of Leonberg seemed like fierce beasts.

Moreover, it was not just a preacher.

Even if she didn't have any respect for swordsmanship, she could see the extent to which the sword of the rose spiders did not reach them.

Among them, the most extreme differences were the articles in the quadchain.

There were five anonymously named quad knights in the Rose Spider Division, except for my uncle.

In contrast, there were only three masters of the kingdom in the battle.

“I can't believe there's still a knight in the heart who makes Mana. ”

“I heard the rumors, but I didn't think they were true. ”

“Looks like Leonberg doesn't have a character. ”

A conversation with the rose spiders revealed that the two of them had developed a heart mana that was treated as a compost.

"That's enough mercenary trickery, that's enough to break a good look. ”

"One sword will suffice. ”

The Rosewormers said they were the sewers who polished their skills, guaranteeing victory.

And, uh...

"Billion!"

“Argh!”

They were then crushed by the Mojo clan.

To the masters of the kingdom of Leonberg, whom they saw under their eyes.

Even two of them were women, not men.

It was impossible for a woman to grasp the relic of the Black Men.

At least in Tutton.

But not in the kingdom.

“Next!”

The black-haired knight shouts with a bloody longsword.

I wonder what he looks like.

Hestia Neumann Tudor ceases to be sober.

She was supposed to be the one standing in front of him on her knees.

I cheered on the workers without anyone knowing.

But unfortunately, they were defeated.

After four triumphs, the Black Hair Knight was defeated by Tutton's Quad Knight, and the Dark Brown Hair Knight, who was fighting hard for some reason, was defeated by Duchess Seymour himself.

A merciless hand that is not like a just uncle.

That was a warning to everyone.

To the Knights of the Kingdom of Leonberg, full of momentum.

To the Quad Knights of Tutton who were defeated by women who cared less.

And to my nephew, who had an unfulfilled aspiration.

I felt somewhat dizzy and sank in an instant.

She expressed her condolences for the harsh future that would come to this dark-haired man.

But the devastating consequences she had expected did not happen.

"Tsk."

Until a little while ago, a prince who was not concerned about the battle by talking to others was on the stage.

The rose spiders roared.

“It's easy to stop the Duke's sword. ”

“I must have jumped in a hurry and been unstable. ”

Their conversation revealed that the prince had completely scattered his uncle's sword with a single sword.

I heard you defeated countless Paladins of the Empire. I don't think that was a rumor.

What a remarkable achievement at a young age.

However, Hestia Neumann Tudor thought that his accomplishment was meaningless in front of his uncle, who was called the westernmost. I also thought that the reputation of the young lion in the North would not work for my uncle.

It was a premature judgment.

I wanted to see the light shining, but the new battle ended without knowing what had happened.

Half-breasted uncle who stands helpless with a sword in his hand. The prince who stood in front of him and raised his chin.

Both were fine without a single wound, but it was not difficult to tell who was the winner or who was the loser.

Surprisingly, uncle, who was called the westernmost, could not stop the prince's sword.

But there was a real surprise.

“Again!”

The prince said the quality of the sword was poor, and suggested fighting the sword again.

The outsider was furious before, and came into a serious struggle as if he was facing even the enemy of the necessity.

And I lost.

Defeated countless times and suffered more humiliation.

Later, he was beaten up without even rebelling.

“Princess!”

The battle ended with the prince's victory.

Until then, uncle didn't wake up. Then I was dragged out again with the support of the knights into a desolate room.

And he was put in a place, and he took out two doors.

Thinking about what you saw at the end, it seems impossible for him to regain his energetic appearance again during his stay in the Kingdom.

The atmosphere of the entire envoy sank.

Negotiations have not yet begun in earnest, but defeatism is already prevalent.

Only Hestia Neumann Tudor was alive in the robe.

Only after being a guardian and a guardian and a half-dead uncle could her position be real.

She immediately stepped into action.

I looked for a prince who was dressed as a princess.

It wasn't the way I liked it, but I could use a handover.

But I couldn't even try handing it over properly.

“Is that all you need? ”

The prince said, "If it is any good to hang a horse with cold eyes, withdraw."

It wasn't just a horror.

As she was defending her place, the prince stood up.

Then I walked towards the door.

Hestia Neumann Tudor intuited.

We know that sending a prince like this now will never give us a chance to be monogamous again.

The look on the prince's face just before he turned around was a waste of time.

“The Kingdom of Léonberg. No, how far is His Royal Highness looking? ”

He grabbed the prince who was about to leave and unravelled the plan he had been carrying only in his heart the whole time.

My heart pounded.

If I did it wrong, I could lose everything.

A gamble she would never have done if it were her usual.

“Now I'm getting a little interested. ”

Fortunately, the prince disliked the defeat she saw.

I even asked him what he wanted.

Hestia Neumann Tudor did not hesitate to say what he wanted.

“Give me the rain of the kingdom of Leonberg. ”

It's a terrible fate.

I wished I could go beyond my limits as a Grock or a Woman, but it's only a rain seat to ask the opponent who first broke his chest. I had a bitter laugh.

But now this was the best.

According to the surrounding criticism, the prince was not a great man who cared so much about the nazi. Rather than staying in the royal palace, he said he preferred to fight the battlefield.

Even now, the story of the majority of the civil justice was floating publicly to my brother, my prize, and my crew.

If it was the rain of such a person, it wasn't bad.

The man who wages war, the woman who rules.

“If you welcome me in the rain, you and the Kingdom of Leonberg will have much to gain. ”

She believed that the prince would not refuse his offer.

The blind spot was worth it.

I certainly did. I believed that.

“Not possible.”

It wasn't.

A resolute rejection that doesn't even feel a word of it.

“If you leave me alone, I'll swallow up the whole kingdom. ”

The prince explained the reason in a calm tone.

She couldn't even refute it.

I couldn't lie in front of that transparent gaze as if I were looking inside.

She expected to say yes, of course, and the jaw door was blocked.

So all my lips are twitching.

“But if it's something else, you can think about it. ”

The prince stood up and said in a loud voice.

“If it's something else...? ”

And when she regained consciousness, she asked the prince what else was there.

“Why are you asking me that? ”

The prince shook his tongue.

“Aren't you the representative of Tutton? ”

I plunged it into my heart when I said I was Tutton's representative.

She became an ignorant face to me.

The prince did not pay any attention to what she was thinking in that way.

I thought so.

“Think about it. Do you know? Through negotiations with the Kingdom, the wall that you wanted to overcome might collapse."

Not anymore.

“If you have exclusive authority to trade in the weapons of the Dwarves, even a princess without powers will be in the heart of power. ”

The prince was surprisingly aware of the ambitions and circumstances of the breasts she had not released.

Kung kung.

The heart began to jump.

“Well, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

I finished shishishimi with a refined look.

The prince no longer spoke of the dangerous ambitions she embraced. I just laughed at the flute.

Bugs and bumps.

The prince grabbed the doorknob and looked back again.

“Next time I see you, quit smoking without any qualities. ”

She carried a purchase that had become a brute face in words she didn't even think of.

“There's not a single Tutton. ”

The prince snorted after an overly persecuted assessment.

"I didn't notice all the Tutans. ”

To a ridiculous conclusion, she burst into laughter, which she endured in the end.

Later, he looked at himself and shut his mouth.

I would have blamed you for not being a princess if you had an uncle or a viceroy.

Rather than laughing like a flower, the prince liked its appearance.

“In the future, smile as much as you do in front of me. ”

Because you look great.

So the prince went out of the room.

Bang.

The door is closed.

The rest of Hestia Neumann Tudor looks at the door and touches my face.

‘Not as much in front of me as in the future. ’

‘Cause it looks good. ’

In his head, a few words echoed like a thunder.

And why the heart jumps all of a sudden.

* *

“Did you do something wrong? ”

As soon as I left the door, my regrets were pushed back.

I made up my regrets.

Princess Tutton is a rare talent in the world.

The ability to bloom on my own, even if it wasn't me. It was a much better choice for the latter than clearing a moderate debt.

“The Queen's home...”

When I thought of what the Tutons were referring to her, I snorted.

“Tutton's roses are full of hounds. ”

I'd rather call her a lioness.