The wizards who cast healing magic with their serious faces reap their hands only after the blood no longer flows from the prince's body.

The officer who was watching him without even taking his eyes off him embraced the prince carefully. With the blood of the prince, her white dress was quickly red. But she didn't care a bit about it.

I was just cautious. I only embraced a prince who had grown up in one attitude to be godly.

Kars Ulrich steps forward to receive the prince.

Right at that point,

Lightning.

The prince, who thought he was completely knocked out, opened his eyes.

And his lips turned small, and the sound was very weak and small, and he could not hear.

Only Carls and I heard what the prince said.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Don't worry about it."

The prince closed his eyes again with a small answer.

I was completely knocked out this time.

The king asked this man.

"Whatever he says. "

I remember a small, difficult color on the face of this man.

The king did not understand the emotions that came to her face.

The only one who understands her expression here was Carls, who heard the prince's last party together.

Carls even empathized with her for not understanding her difficulties for ten minutes.

The prince's words were just as wrong.

It's mine. I'll never let anyone touch it.

At first, neither did Carls understand what it meant.

Later, when I realized that was the story of a great sword written by an enemy knight, I almost burst into laughter.

In fact, it wasn't even new.

The prince when he confronted the enemy with the sword was a hero enough to be called a great knight, but the prince when he did not confront the enemy was far from saying great.

Rather, it seemed like an immature child.

For Carls, who knew the face of the prince, what the prince left was an extremely ordinary prince.

But that and the present situation were separate.

Carls glances around.

The nobles and knights of the kingdom, as well as envoys from other countries, were gathered here.

They were still inseparable from the marvellous battle the prince had seen, and they looked like great knights who would never see the prince again. It was rather embarrassing to preach what the prince had left in front of them.

Especially Arwen Kirgayen, who was famous for her knowledge.

"Did you tell a secret story that was difficult to uncover here? "

The king asked this man again.

"It's not like that..."

When you get dizzy, you blur the end of the horse.

"Your Highness, the sword used by the Knights of the Enemy is a machete, and there will be no harm in touching it, so you are urged to deal with it with caution. "

The younger Kars answered the king's question on her behalf.

"If possible, he avoided contact until he woke up, but he didn't forget to let Lord Arwen move the sword. "

In fact, it was difficult for the prince to say that.

I said it because I was concerned about someone touching my things everywhere, but I did not make up a word without it, so I did not lie before the king.

The officer says thank you to Carls for your small eyes.

"I will give you the message of the Prince. "

Carls approached and reached out his hand.

Her impression of the prince in my arms and the marshmallow rolling over the floor was slightly stiffened.

His mind wanted to move the prince, but he couldn't keep the ominous sword and the lost prince close, so he noticed that he didn't want to.

"Lord Arwen."

Eventually, she sighed and handed over the prince.

Carls carefully embraced the prince.

Then I saw the king.

Nod.

Carls took a step with the prince.

The nobles and knights of the kingdoms who had gathered black around him retreated angrily and gave way.

Carls walked in the middle of the road made like that.

Chuck.

Everywhere he passed, people knelt down without a sound.

There were nobles and knights in the kingdom, and envoys from other countries who visited the kingdom to attend the banquet. There were even the nobles of the prideful kingdom.

They all paid tribute in one piece.

Their gestures that look down on their left chest with their hands on their heads are godly.

Carls stopped choking.

A boy who has lived in contempt and scorn.

The eldest son of a royal family who didn't even get a decent example.

A prince who was abandoned by his father and sent to the north.

The fact that the prince was now being paid such tribute made his heart pound.

I tried to hide my temper and empowered myself to take steps. I straightened my chest and shoulders.

Don't let your ugly self be anyone to the prince.

Carls walked between so many of them and left his seat.

Even the king who watched without saying anything could not stand the emotion of being pushed up.

But at the same time it was different.

If the court knight's upheaval was caused by joy and emotion, the king's boiling feelings were caused by guilt.

I think I have a chest.

In the meantime, I've been fighting this bloody battle.

While I sit on the throne and kill time, it's too early.

The king recalls a conversation he had with his eldest son a few years ago.

'Only fifty-six battles in the past year. '

'Where has Peha been all this time? '

He said he was angry with the inquiring merchant. It was because he considered that he was increasing his public office to insult himself.

Why don't you let the kid do the paperwork? I know you're a hard-earned major.

In retrospect, it was a real sluggish response.

The king regretted it and regretted it again.

However, there is no turning back on what has already happened.

It is a natural fact that everyone knows, but they did not know the past.

So I lost a lot by chewing on the past that I couldn't change.

I didn't intend to make the same mistake again.

The king saw the future, not the past.

I will strengthen the kingdom with all my sincerity. And the throne he will sit on will be more glorious.

That was the way of atonement the king had promised.

It was the beginning.

The king looked around.

Among them, the nobles and knights of the kingdom shouted aloud.

"Behold! How unmistakable the promise of those without credit is! "

The nobles' eyes begin to burn. The fury of the hordes, which even ignored the previous negotiations and invaded the heart of the kingdom, arose like a wildfire.

The king turned his gaze.

The envoys' men were there.

"Behold! What is the price of greed? "

Anxiety and restlessness arose in the expression of the envoys.

"The Knight of the Empire said the nightmare had already begun! "

The king encouraged such anxiety, instead of comforting them.

What the Knight of the Breast Dream said was that the war had already begun and there was no victory. Perhaps at this moment the Empire Army began to march with a spear pointed at it.

The envoys roar. Their faces are white and frightened. Some of the dogs crawl up their asses as if they were returning home right away.

The king watched him quietly.

Then, when the fear and anxiety that spread among them reached the pole, he asked.

"Will you fight alone and perish! Or he will fight together and win! "

It is a question that would not have worked if it had been another time.

The envoys must have sought the means to avoid war before they could win the war.

But now it was different.

After the Knights of the Empire said something like a declaration. The Knight of Penta doesn't look like a human being after seeing the power.

What they went through today was enough to drive them all the way to the brink.

And a rat in an archer bites a cat.

"We will fight together! "

"You can't just sit there and get hurt! "

Just like now.

The king smiled in contemplation.

"The Kingdom supports your choice and, if necessary, will be your friend! "

I played a trusted friend on the outside.

But not everyone lost their peace and went over the king's incitement. Among the mediators were those who were stepping back and looking at the situation.

One of them stepped up and asked in fluent kingdom language.

"Do you think Leonberg has the strength to do that? "

The boiling atmosphere sinks like cold water.

"If the war starts again, Leonberg will have the capacity to turn a blind eye elsewhere. "

The envoys waited for the king's mouth to open while the silence was sensitive.

The king did not change his expression, despite the explicit question.

"We defeated thirty-seven of the Empire's troops who invaded the kingdom, and we annihilated forty-two knights. It burned twenty-nine territories in the south and central part of the Empire, killing its lords. The army of the enemy who destroyed it is eleven in the process. "

Only in a brutal tone did the kingdom list the victories it had achieved in the last war.

"The kingdom prevailed, and the empire was defeated. And I'm sorry."

The king turns his head.

"Today the kingdom triumphed again. "

Sichuan Blood Pool, Fragmented Iron Shard.

In the middle of it, the Knight of Penta became a wretched corpse.

The king looked at the corpse without a word.

It was a demonstration of something, and it was a more convincing silence than words.

"Absolutely. That's enough. "

The envoy who went forward bowed and retreated.

No one subsequently came forward to question the Kingdom's ability.

"I will cancel all remaining schedules, so that you may take care of yourself. Then, in a clear spirit, I hope you will consider the situation of the crop and make a judgment. "

The King declared that the official event was all over.

The envoys bowed their heads indifferently, giving the king an example of farewell, and the king passed before him.

And then I paused and I thought,

"Dothrin and Tutton and several other kingdoms have already agreed to do the same, so consult them in making your judgment. "

Those who put forth their hands first in difficult times and those who turn their backs on them will not be treated the same.

The envoys raised their heads.

But the king did not look back on them, and left his place as it was.

* *

"It was just two days."

Marquis Villefeld said:

"It took me as long as the envoys were competing to ask His Majesty. "

I questioned Marquis while lying on his bed.

"It's Dothrin. He was an ally from the beginning, and Tutton signed a treaty, so what are some kingdoms?

"Before we start the banquet, there are countries that have already had close discussions with His Majesty. An envoy who asked His Majesty about the power of the kingdom is also one of them. "

At the end of the day, I admired it with a small admiration.

I had no idea that the king would have prepared so much for me while I was doing the main body and the silang.

It was a rewarding moment to write even the precious Nectar.

"If I were you, I would say that I was a little bit purist. "

I don't know if I liked my tone, but the Marquis kept nagging.

"That or this. And if you want to shake the solids, put the bottle down. Isn't it normal for a nobleman to drink with a glass? "

I frowned when I realized that the precious liquor given by Princess Tutton as a gift was entering Marquis' womb.

"What does it matter whether you drink with a glass or drink with a bottle? The important thing is to savor the taste of alcohol. "

Marquis made a disgraceful excuse, but never put down the bottle in his hand.

I wanted to take the bottle right away because I felt like it, but my body didn't follow me.

He groans for a while and ends up burying himself in his bed.

Seeing me like that, I wondered if I was a little sorry, and the Marquis turned to the topic.

"Do you know what people call you more than that? "

"What do you call it? "

The marquis smiled and asked bluntly.

He called it the Dawn Knight, saying, "It's like the dawn that drives out the night when the Knight of Penta cuts the sword like the moon." "

"What?"

The moment I listened to the Marquis, my heart beat.

"Dawn Knight. It's a noble and majestic name that can be found in any old heroic tale. "

I frowned and frowned at the sudden beat.

"You look embarrassed. "

After seeing me like that, the Marquis turned me in and teased me.

I felt awkward somehow.

"This is all your own work. The first thing you said about the light of dawn that awakens nightmares..."

I couldn't even hear the marquis's voice a little further.

And silence surrounded me.

Somewhere, Wenweng heard the wind. There's no wind in the bedroom with the window closed.

I blurred my eyes.

Beyond the sprawling view, a visionary landscape emerged.

There was a man in the middle of the snow-covered snowfield.

On his knees and with his head down, a man shoved a broken sword into the ground.

I'm looking at it like I'm holed up.

Lightning.

I raised my head, which the man bowed.

Strange blurry face.

The man raises his broken sword.

Puwook.

Then I stuck it in my chest without any hesitation.

Uxin.

I grabbed my chest in pain as if I were digging through my heart with a lump of iron.

At that instant, a blurry face directed straight at me.

The man shook his tired, white lips.

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