I Became the First Prince

The arrogant High Elf did not convince him of his defeat until the end.

I didn't understand what he was feeling.

How sharp the sword of the true dragon possessed by the Leonberger family is, I would have thought a boy who had not lived for less than half a century would have surpassed himself.

In fact, it was a sword that had lived twice as long as an unfamiliar high elf.

I didn't tell you that.

I just snorted.

I laughed at the arrogance of a man who was only my age to come forward.

I informed him that I was laughing for a while.

"Now that the battle is over, it's time to keep your promise. ”

The eyes of the High Elves shake like an earthquake.

"This is the first requirement. ”

Seeing him like that, I took my mouth off him.

“Apologies."

I heard something unexpected, and he opened his eyes.

He asked, "What is the apology for?"

I looked back instead of an answer.

Poor Half Elf was looking at me.

"Gunne.”

I called her and set her next to me.

He then exercised the legitimate rights given to the winner by the High Elves.

"An apology will have to be made to her, not me. ”

Gunne noticed the situation late and panicked.

The chance to get something from the High Elves doesn't come easy. So look at it long and ask for it to be more useful.

"No matter what you ask, there will be nothing more memorable than watching the precious sight the High Elves apologize to the Half Elves. ”

My words twinkled and twinkled me again and again.

The high elf stares at me with a stiff face.

"Are you telling me to bow down to Half the High Elf? ”

"You got it right. ”

"Unacceptable. ”

"Don't get me wrong. This is not a request. ”

Seeing such a man, I made the above covenant.

"If you don't accept it, it's not your pride you lose, but it will be part of your soul at the cost of the covenant. If you want to take this, I won't force you anymore. ”

His face is bruised boldly.

Flip.

The one who turns his head looks at Gunne.

Then I smoked a stem to live.

The subject of losing twice to me made me look like a wreck to the weak.

I don't even know how ugly I am.

Gad 'Geek.

The man who had been looking for Gunne for a long time grinds his teeth.

"I hope that harp is important to you. ”

He said, "May the High Elf be a woman worthy of vengeance by giving disgrace to those who cannot wash."

Despite that blatant blackmail, I didn't have a single eyebrow.

I was just snowballing.

Get on your knees and apologize.

Ugh.

The high elf bows.

It's like kneeling on a dirt field with a disgusting face.

Jaw.

His knee finally touches the floor, which was so slowly bent that it was horrible.

"I... don't. ”

He barely uttered a crude word as if he was greasing his tongue.

I relinquish my grip on him more quietly than I did on him.

The one who knelt on his right knee shrunk without beating my strength.

In the wind, he fell on his knees and became a sinner.

Gunne looked at him with a dazed look.

The emotions on her face were so complex that I couldn't even guess her insides.

She hoped that the fear of the High Elves that was sown in her heart would be lightened a little, and that she would be rewarded a little for the last days she had lived as a slave.

Gunne stood for a long time with such a complex face.

I waited still.

To allow her to savor the humiliation of the arrogant High Elves enough.

In the meantime, the High Elf has tried to raise his body several times, but every time I press down to take more shots, he lowers his stance. All he could do was give up the resistance and wait.

Nod.

After quite some time, Gunne nods at me.

I didn't know what she felt like looking at the high elves and what she was thinking.

But the fact that her stiff body loosened and her face looking at me was all that mattered.

I have relegated the turbulence and the momentum I had left behind.

He raises his body terribly before the pressure is relieved.

"Then I'll say the next requirement. ”

Looking at the face of a thirsty man like the sand of the desert, I said the second requirement.

“Nectar.”

Having already suffered enough humiliation, his face hardened like a stone again, looking at me with the expression that it doesn't matter what I ask for.

"I know what it is...”

"Alma da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da ”

He growls at me.

"If you know what it is, you know how precious it is. ”

"I've only heard of one blessing from a good high elf. ”

"Do you think I'd give you something like that? ”

The worst case scenario was that even if the turbulence was compromised, the Nectar would not be released.

"If you will take the price of breaking the covenant, I will not stop you. However, keep that in mind. ”

Looking at him like that, I smiled with my eyes open.

“If you don't give me the Nectar, I intend to demand that you never bear it with the following requirements: ”

The deception of my words, which can be misheard by someone who doesn't know about the horror of existence, was threatened to beware, as it would destroy your horror.

Non-compliance with successive Covenants.

The price will never be lighter for a young High Elf.

Maybe it was so devastating that I couldn't even dance with the grubby sword that I threw in front of me. No, the Decapolis will definitely be drawn.

His face is severely distorted.

If you accept it, you will take away the lives of the bees in vain. If you refuse, you will be damaged.

High Elves who can't do this, can't do that, can't do that.

I decided to give him a little goodwill.

“If you offer Nectar, I promise that the third requirement will be relatively easy. ”

It was too small to know if the other person was even in good faith.

He pondered for a long time.

I casually admired the changing color of the high elf's face.

"Whoo.”

High Elves sigh.

Then I searched the product and handed out a small silver bottle to me.

A small container worth a pinkie.

I opened my eyes in circles.

It is because the substance of that courage was not something that can be seen in this world.

A precious metal that is known to be so solid that it is comparable to the Dragon Bone, that even a handful can make a celestial sword, which all blacksmiths in the world do not wish to have in their hands.

It was a treasure called real silver in silver.

I snatched Nectar from the hand of a high elf like a fisherman.

And I touched the silver container a few times.

Obviously, Jean was the best.

I got a laugh.

I asked for the elixir of Knight Rehabilitation, and Jin Eun came here unexpectedly.

Where else in the world would this traverser be?

After a long time, I grinned Jin Eun and grinned.

Deep in my arms.

It was a big deal if the High Elves asked me to return my courage.

What I asked for, Nectar, was no reason to refuse his request.

However, fortunately, the High Elf who was robbed of Nectar did not seem to be in his right mind.

I was just standing there with the face of the world lost.

"What's the third requirement? ”

Then he asked me one last requirement in a while.

"I'll tell you after I think about it a little bit. ”

I pledged later instead of answering right away.

High Elves sigh of relief.

I was fortunate to see that the unhappiness I couldn't handle ended at this point.

But when he wakes up, he'll realize it.

It's better to be sold first.

I didn't have to say the third requirement here, not because I pitied him.

I just didn't know what I was going to ask for the third time to make him tremble with pride and anxiety.

Fulfilling all the covenants will be done after he has suffered enough.

"When I think about it, I'll send someone back today. ”

In my words, the High Elves flee their positions.

Losing pride, losing nectar. I'm losing Jin Eun there.

It was such a humble departure.

* *

With Nectar in my hand, I headed straight to the king's cottage.

"When I heard that your palace was noisy, I didn't have to go. ”

I took a big step, ignoring the king's words.

Ignoring the king's gaze on me with questionable eyes, I stretched out my hand like an electromagnet.

"What the hell are you doing! ”

The king tried to rebel late, but by then, the coat had already been unwrapped and the bandage had been loosened.

I finally saw the king's wounds revealed and drowned.

Rotten, crumbling skin.

A hole stitched with a treatise.

Something that looks black and rotten.

Wounds that are so disastrous that they don't talk.

"You came to the Kingdom in this state. ”

For a long time, I asked the king as if he had been wounded.

"You've been trying to hold on for four more months. ”

The king did not answer.

I just sighed.

I didn't wait for an answer either.

“In three days, I will heal your wounds. Until then, allow your body to rest long enough to withstand the treatment. ”

In my words, the king left his mouth behind.

"Looks like you got the elixir. ”

"I was a little lucky. ”

"If it was just something you could get lucky with, it wouldn't even be called a treasure, but it would have cost you a fortune. ”

In fact, it was something I had just robbed a familiar high elf before, but I didn't bring that story out of context.

“That hard work should not be for me. ”

The king looked at me like that and said bitterly.

"Eat the elixir of heaven, and I will live a hundred years." Fifty more years? It's all worthless. ”

"I'm not tired. What about 10 years? What about just a year? ”

Seeing the king about to open his mouth again, I said,

"If you live another day, live as King of Leonberg, not as a miserable patient. ”

In my words, the king shut his mouth.

I went to the king's bedside rather than looking for such a king.

I told him to find the fishbowl and make sure the king is able to replenish his strength for the next three days.

And it's been three days.

I found the king's bed again.

The king was deeply asleep eating the potion made by the fisherman who was instructed by me.

I took off my top and untied the bandage.

Between three days, the king's details deteriorated even more.

I took out the cloth that had prepared the scar in my arms more beforehand and tied the king's limb to the corner of the bed.

Then I took out the nectar and opened the lid.

Aggravation!

The scary fragrance of opening the lid spread everywhere.

No matter how sweet the scent may be, I swallowed my throat without knowing it.

Then I woke up and was relieved.

I assure you, if the High Elf had ever opened his lid and smelled this scent, he would never have given me the Nectar.

I'd rather lose the turbulence.

That much Nectar's scent was deadly.

Not even me to shake it.

Of course, for me, Jin Eun's courage was still more attractive than Nectar.

When I woke up, the stench of death that filled the room disappeared like a lie.

I took a deep breath and listened to Nectar's courage.

Half the elixir flows over the wound.

The king blinks.

An eye blurred by the anesthetic prescribed by the fisherman turned to me for a moment.

And quickly turned white.

"Shuck!"

A scream burst out of the king's mouth.

It was a monstrous monster that didn't seem to belong to this world.

I shoved a bundle of cloth into the king's mouth.

"It'll be over in no time! Hang in there!”

I pressed the king's body tightly with one hand, and the king's chest with the other.

The Mana that happened in my heart ran on my shoulders with my fingertips.

And he came to the king's body.

I felt the fierce energy of Nectar stirring like a madman.

He forcibly bends his energy as he leaps into all directions.

And he led me.

400 years ago, a rural boy walked the same way.