I Became the First Prince: Legend of Sword's Song

I immediately categorized the mercenaries there.

"You, you. "

I reached out my fingers and identified the mercenaries and dropped them from the herd.

"And you guys. "

Sometimes one mercenary was made whole.

The number of mercenaries separated from the pack was so high that it reached half the total number of mercenaries.

I said they were colder than slippery bara.

"You can go back. "

The five hundred mercenaries, who did not know the English language and followed my instructions, turned their eyes wide open.

The look on me was full of questions.

I didn't understand what standard I was asking myself to take it apart.

"Please evacuate some of the troops to the border. "

I ordered the rangers and knights to evacuate them to the border immediately after the questioning of the faces.

Horse plumbing, in fact, meant to drive him out of the border.

I was just complaining about the faces of the mercenaries who were full of questions.

Everyone saw that the opponent couldn't dare to get angry, but the color of the complaint was strong.

"I want to know why. "

One of the big men, Eudallah, stood as a representative and asked me why.

"I have to explain something like that. "

Even my cold-hearted answer, without a bad mood, just raised my head and stretched out the sound of my suffering.

"Only after hearing that the Leonbergers were massively recruiting, they walked and jumped a few months off and finally arrived here today. But as soon as you come, you tell them to leave the kingdom, and they know what to do. "

"Unfortunately, it's not my business. "

"I wouldn't dare use a flock to take us in. I just want to know why, just like I said before. "

I've had quite a lot of experience dealing with nobles with smooth tongues that don't fit into a harsh impression or mass.

However, such experiences were common when dealing with nobles, not when dealing with royalty.

"It's just gold and jade, and the head of a worm will be twisted. So please do me a favor..."

The lightning flashed before the words of the man who was buzzing with the same rhetoric were finished.

Jaw.

The man who tried to make fun of his mouth shut his mouth.

A sack of sword touched the neck of the corpse.

"I don't know where you learned it, but you've learned it wrong. "

It was Carls.

"I'm just being merciful..."

"Let us see the sun in the face of His Majesty. If you open your eyes straight like this, you will be blind, and your tongue will be burned with words you have not asked. "

In response to the warning of Sussex Furan, the man shuts his mouth with a shrugged face.

"Carls."

I ordered Carls to stand down with the sword.

"Keep my words in mind. Never open your mouth before you ask him first. "

After adding a word of warning with a sharp veil, Carls retreats with his sword.

Standing behind me and looking at me, I couldn't tell you that you are the only one who treats me like the sun in this kingdom.

Even with the Rangers and Eli right now, the only people who knew about the royal family were the ones who had eaten and eaten.

I couldn't help but sigh and take a long breath and look at the man again.

"Why did you ask?"

The man replied to me more cautiously when he noticed Carls.

"I heard that the Leonberger family is gathering people, and they didn't stop long. "

I said cold to such a man.

"I already have an answer in your words. "

I questioned the inside face of the man with his eyes open.

"What the royal family is looking for is people, not bloodthirsty animals. "

The man was still an awkward man who didn't understand me.

Shortly, he kicked his tongue and stepped out towards the man.

"The smell of blood on your body makes your nose drop. "

In my words, the man looked at Carls carefully and left his mouth open.

"I didn't know it was such a big deal to smell blood on the bodies of people who eat knives. "

A man who asks if the smell of dark blood is evidence of a rich practical experience, is ashamed of the smell of blood that comes from my body, unlike a cautious tour.

I snorted.

"If the smell of that blood wasn't from innocent nuns, I would have. "

Parr's eyes trembled.

However, the tremor was only shaking, and the man almost immediately trembled with a face that was nothing.

How is it possible to smell blood and know who it belongs to? He said he had never been buried in the hands of innocent people.

Of course, for me, it was bullshit that would not even eat the seeds.

I saw it clearly in my eyes.

The stigma of souls engraved in the name of the evil they have done, and the slaughter, the trait.

[Human Hunter], [Slayer], [Watermelon]

One of the five hundred mercenaries' overhead attributes was telling me how they had lived.

"I just did a little harder than everyone else, and I was faithful to my contract with my employer. I've never done anything shameful as a mercenary."

A black man who doesn't know about it lies before me to the end.

"You're as good as you are at hard work. I assure you, none of those sandals are stronger than I am. "

He even gave up his skills and became arrogant.

The insider's words were true.

None of the mercenaries who arrived at the fort were stronger than he.

Already early in maturity, the inner landscape was strong enough to be close to the master.

And that was the maximum range a man could reach.

The evil deeds and slaughter that had been accumulated in life had already fixed characteristics and contaminated souls would no longer grow in the future.

Even if it wasn't, it wasn't my only skill.

I swung my hand as if it were annoying.

The man opened his mouth again and looked behind me to persuade me of that, and he shut his mouth.

Then he quietly retreated.

I pulled thirty of the knights who were waiting at Command to lead them out of the border with a hundred rangers.

"The troops are too hostile..."

Eli looks me in the eye and shuts his mouth late.

That way, I gave some instructions to the knights as I watched half of the thousand mercenaries who had found the kingdom in the first place return.

* *

A mercenary from the Gray Wolf Mercenary changes his teeth toward the eldest son of the Leonberger family.

"Goddamn it. If Ji is a prince, tell him to come and see a man like a poop dog? "

I came all the way here and was treated as an uninvited person, so my insides boiled.

"Shut up. Don't provoke the knights. "

A mercenary, Turk, opened his eyes and gave me a restraining order.

However, it was not easy to endure the anger that was boiling, and his face ran up in a blaze.

"Stop killing all those knights..."

"You son of a bitch. Doesn't it look like a commander now that I see the commander's line is drawn? Very funny, isn't it? "

The mercenary, who was bluffing to the end, silenced Turk's fierce voice.

"I don't like him or him or anyone else. "

"But, Captain. What do we do now? "

Deputy commander Yols, who was standing right behind him, spoke in a subtle tone.

"What do you do? What do you do? We do what we do. "

Turk's answer lowers Yols' voice.

"Are you really going to do this? I'd rather give up now and go back..."

"Keep telling me the story of the end of the company. "

Turk also growls low on time.

"I told you. The world has changed. Didn't you see it in the Empire? All over the world are monsters. Emperors and aristocrats are in a hurry to pick up their food bowls, whether or not the village becomes a turf field. "

There was a strange heat in Turk's eyes that buzzed.

"The Empire is in the middle of a deserted village. "

"On the way here, Von Leonberg was much quieter than the Empire. People weren't so anxious. "

"That's because the knight who led us is on his way to the right place. "

"Commander, let's reconsider. No matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel good. This is a country with northern lions who completely destroyed the Empire's army. "

"It doesn't work. Yols, it's tough now. It's time for the big mouth opener to eat. If you keep your mouth shut in case you get a little flies in your mouth, it's time to pick up and eat nothing. "

Deputy Commander Yols tried to open his mouth again, but Turk opened his mouth faster than that.

"Whatever you say, boil the rest of the mercenaries. I saw the right town on the way. I'm gonna turn the knights around and wait for them to quiesce down there, and then I'm gonna start trading in full. If you're good, you can get a big bucket of candy, so stop whining. "

Yols sighs at the unmistakable words.

"I think I saw another girl I like when I saw the talking cock. "

"Every village has its men dried up because of the war. "

"I assure you, the captain will one day be struck by a woman's sword. "

"If you're a king, you'd rather be killed by a beauty sword than by an in-house sword. "

Despite the vice commander's insinuations, Turk did not have a single eyebrow.

Rather, he gave them a trouser dance and made a vulgar expression.

Yols sighs again and returns to his place.

Turns out Turk looked around.

"One hundred soldiers in thirty knights. "

The knights and soldiers on the left and on the right were in a state of terror. Even if you pretend to have a good eye, you can see that they are elite troops.

"As expected, the troops are shrinking in barrels of turbulent monsters after the war. "

However, no matter how elite, the number of five hundred mercenaries was too insufficient to fully control them.

"Well done, coming to Leonberg. "

Turk laughed miserably.

In fact, he and his mercenaries were not in my care from the beginning.

It was nonsense to believe that I would make a way for petty mercenaries to become knights.

The words of the lowly mercenaries who piled the Mana on the heart, not the rings.

"You might want to use a bona fide or a machete. "

Of course, he had no intention of dying miserably while battling the battlefield with his sword.

Rather, it burned down ambition even more.

I believed that if I could use the chaos that struck the world well, I could make a big difference. He thought he could escape even petty mercenary status if he followed his luck.

I was hoping that maybe I could rule a small castle.

It was only the beginning that I came all the way to the countryside.

Turk aimed for the opportunity, believing so.

Then finally the opportunity came.

Knights who were in charge of the surveillance of mercenaries turned over their duties to the soldiers and left them in the middle.

There are only a hundred soldiers left.

Turk sees Deputy Commander Yols.

Nod.

Ulz nodded his head small and told me that he had already finished talking with other mercenaries.

He drew his sword without hesitation.

Five hundred mercenaries followed him and rushed to the soldiers.

The soldiers ran away without even thinking about resisting the mercenaries.

"What? Aren't you an elite? "

"You're an elite when it comes to running! "

The mercenaries scoffed at the soldiers of the kingdom who had hit the line.

"This is our world from now on! "

The mercenaries who stood there for a long time mocked the sleeplessness of the Royal Army and began to follow Turk.

It was a village somewhere closest to home.

Just over a hundred small villages.

"Today we rest here, and tomorrow we go to the village we have previewed. "

Turk enters the village without much thought.

"Commander. Something's wrong. "

"What else are you trying to say! "

At a time when he was just about to take a big step forward, Turk began to annoy Warlock as he walked back to his firm face.

"Those soldiers. "

"Those cowards who didn't pull their knives out of their butts? "

"I checked, and there's not a single body. I didn't do it. I didn't do it. "

"That's because they got away so fast. I've never seen anyone run away like that in my life. "

"I pulled the knife right next to him, but no more dead..."

"Yols. Do the work. I can't take it anymore if I keep saying something nasty next to you. "

When Turk growls out in a bad mood, Yols shrugs.

But I didn't step back to the end.

"This town is weird, too. How can you be so quiet when so many people come all of a sudden? "

Turk explodes when the deputy commander walks to the end of the line, even though he usually retreats.

"I don't think so. If we leave cowards like you as deputy commanders, our mercenaries will laugh... From today on, you will lose your place as deputy commander. Go somewhere so you can get dented where you can't see me. "

Yols tries to open his mouth again, but the mercenaries rush and grab him and drag him somewhere.

"Tsk. Chewy bastard. "

Turk, who chased out the vice commander who was like a thorn, marched toward the entrance of the village.

"I'm going to rent this town for a day. I don't intend to harm you if you cooperate..."

Turk, who was at the entrance of the village, frowned and kept his mouth shut.

After a long time, he tore his mouth and laughed, and his eyes were full of lust.

"I guess it's hard to just pass by quietly today. "

In front of him, under the pale moonlight, was a woman whose skin was white and transparent, twisting obliquely.

Lower your good eye and stand with a sack of long sword that doesn't match your poor body.

"Do you have a husband? Say goodbye in advance, if you like. You'll be a widow in a minute. "

In a humble joke, the woman turns around and stands tall, looking at him.

"That sentence...? "

In Turk's eyes, a golden lion is engraved on the woman's breast.

But even before he thought rationally about what it was, he faced the woman, and he lost his mind.

There was a mysterious light that could not be said in the depths of his good, tender eyes.

The left is red. The right is yellow.

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