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

Hansen's identity was definitely an apprentice knight under the Prince.

But he didn't have much to offer as an apprentice.

Like now, the one-sided magic was so subtle as to travel on horseback for such a long time.

Running with the Knights was a long time behind and I felt like I was going to die just following the buttocks of the Rangers.

That's why he's sitting on the floor now frowning on arrogance.

Of course, he also had an excuse.

The horse is an apprentice, in fact he was a ranger until just a moment ago. Before that, it was nothing more than a tribute to shooting royal anthems.

If there was a connection between expensive and demanding horses, that was even weirder.

"Oh, my God. You're completely stretched out. "

However, one of the men, who was almost aware of his situation, kept staring around and dying.

"Didn't our apprentice learn how to ride? "

He was the best ranger, Jordan, who had a bad relationship with him.

It was like this every time.

Jorden always hovers around him.

At first, I put up with thinking of my own fault, which I declared to be nothing but the guilt of the Ranger and kicking Amman's ass.

But that is also a law of some degree.

Jorden comes to him with a gap and flips his insides.

It's been a long time since I first felt sorry for Yale.

"You said you'd kick my ass, so you've been following my ass all day? "

"I'm doing my best..."

"Look at my mind. I had to take care of the patrol boys, but I forgot that. "

Especially when it sounds like now, if I say anything, I don't hear all the answers, and when I sniff, I get caught in the fire.

Now I feel like I have to kick that Yale Ranger's ass anytime because I'm coming.

Hansen looks at the back of Jorden, who disappears far away.

"Life is like shit. "

The sky became cloudy, and the stars became dense today.

Seeing that glorious light, I remembered the face of someone who had changed his life.

He said he met a steel knight for the first time in an unnamed town in the east that he accidentally visited.

I lost my mind the moment I saw a stubborn posture that didn't fit the battlefield.

Later, when he regained consciousness, he was already rolling the harsh earth in the northernmost part of the kingdom.

After a hell of a training, even more hell of a winter, I went down to the middle to become an apprentice in the eyes of the prince.

It was like a storm.

But the days of the past will be nothing compared to the days to come.

Hansen stares into the sky somewhere south with his depressed eyes.

It was somewhere in the mainland of the Burgundy Empire.

The battle was in front of my nose.

I had one winter experience as a ranger, but it was my first time fighting people.

My heart was heavy.

It would be nice to say that you're going to blow your insides, but there are only crazed rangers around here.

I've always been a big fan of rangers.

Hansen gave up having normal conversations with the Rangers after that day.

There were only three hundred knights left.

Maybe they were the ones who could give a good answer to his concerns.

Immediately after being appointed as an apprentice, the prince became a member, but he was also a member of the Knights.

But unfortunately the knights didn't pay any attention to him.

No, Hansen never saw them open their mouths and say something.

Again, the atmosphere was not so intense as to say how dark it was.

It would be nice if someone could step up and clear his location.

I feel so alone, and I hear a voice that I can never forget.

"Hannibal?"

He was a prince.

Hansen stood up and knelt in awe.

"I've come to see what kind of guy I want to keep falling behind. "

Then the prince who saw him frowned.

"Why the hell are you here? "

When asked by the prince, Hansen felt like he was right.

I changed my affiliation with the Ranger to my own accord, and I completely forgot.

It was ridiculous.

"Well, you appointed me an apprentice, and then you... what? Your affiliation has become so ambiguous..."

On behalf of him, who was lowering his head without saying a word, Ranger Squadron Commander Jordan appeared and explained the situation.

"So I put it in my squad at the commander's discretion. "

Though he was a bit of an engineer, Yo-yo was so distracted that they all forgot.

"I didn't get a formal standing order, but I decided there wouldn't be a big problem in the hierarchy. I'm from the Rangers, so I thought it would be more comfortable this way than the Knights, but if there's a problem..."

"It's not a problem. Until this battle, Jorden, you take care of him. There's a little bit of a crowd over there right now. "

The prince's gaze turned to the Knights who were resting on the other side for a while.

Hansen also looked at the Knights.

On a dark evening, only the Knights felt darker.

"First of all, the rank of Ranger Squadron Commander in the Baleard system is knighted, so for the time being, it will be under Jordan. If you have any complaints..."

"No complaints! "

Seeing the gloomy atmosphere, the actions of the third prince were gladly taken.

So Hansen's affiliation became a Ranger again.

"Well done, then. "

After that, the prince, who had left behind a few Sicilian factions, took his place and the Jordanians killed him and bled his throat.

"Cute thing. Let's be good in the future."

Having seen that grin, Hansen thought it might be better to belong to the Knights of the Dark Atmosphere.

And as always, the ominous projections did not go unnoticed.

"Run! There's not a half a penny among our rangers that can't handle this kind of artifact! "

The next day, before the march began, Jorden stood by and began to roast Hansen.

"If this is going to happen, I'd rather give up the knight! "

However, until the previous day, I wanted to treat myself as an apprentice, but I didn't have one anymore.

Jorden handles him roughly like a recruit.

Hansen, who had a bad memory thanks to him, clasped his back with malice.

It was a long time ago that I began to run so fast and to walk slowly.

Hansen lays bare as he suffers from Jordanian incomprehension all day. On the other side, he hears the sound of the Rangers screaming.

"Captain. You know there's no one you've ever appointed as knight, right? "

"Then I regret it later. "

"You still care about kicking your ass? "

Hansen put his ear together.

"Or try to kick it before it makes a difference. "

"Let's make love that way. "

A useless story came and went, a story he was waiting for.

"Why are you harassing me like that? "

That car was also curious, even if it didn't.

I missketched the first button, but by now I had no idea that everything was the beginning of the Ranger's prank.

I didn't understand why I couldn't eat myself.

It seemed less unfair to know why.

"He said he was a favourite steelmaker in the royal palace for our lord. "

But it wasn't.

I knew why, but so was unfair.

When the hell is the story?

When I didn't know the prince well, I was not cool and I was just joking about him once.

Two years ago.

Ever since I heard how devoted the prince was to fighting with the soldiers of the Winter Castle, I have never said anything similar.

But that's why you're harassing yourself now.

Hansen wants other Rangers to stop the squadron commander.

But why?

"What? What happened to me? "

"How dare you, my lord! "

"That's all you can hear? "

The Rangers are more than happy to meet my squadron commander.

"I think it's okay to take a long-range patrol out and dump him in the enemy camp. "

"Or the rats in the back of the battlefield, not knowing the birds..."

Some of the radical rangers have been making a fuss about punishing him right now.

The story of Hansen's backbone.

He didn't have much time with the rangers to say that he was simply swept away by the atmosphere.

He had already experienced how far the rangers did not cover the water only for what was associated with the prince once.

If you're a prince, if you're a ranger who can't live and die, I don't know.

Of course, I knew with my head that they were not so indiscriminate.

But he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

I was afraid that I would not be able to sleep in my delusion, even if I slept and was not knifed by my allies.

After all, he stayed up all night, and it was only natural that the march of the next day became more desperate.

"Did you come out for a walk? You're very relaxed, aren't you? Can't you see you're slowing down because of the probation officer? "

"If it's hard to ride, you'd better just come down and jump. What are you trying to do? "

I can't handle a squadron commander, but now I'm standing up to the squadron commanders and roasting him.

Even if I didn't say it, the other rangers didn't have much of an eye for him either.

But until now, I had something to say that I was from the same ranger, and now I don't have one.

Everywhere was the enemy.

I haven't even met the real enemy yet.

The word Thorn Field Path was probably used in this way.

But there was another such poor man in the unit.

Clement de Montpellier.

It was originally the Marquis of the Empire, but a middle-aged man who had been the Count of the Kingdom in the forward direction was dragged around without climbing my horse.

Then, when the march stops, he acts as the prince's chair, and he can't see it until his eyes open.

It was only later that he learned that the poor middle-aged man was the former empire ambassador who took the lead and exploited the kingdom, but he no longer cared.

"Who cares who. "

Moreover, now was not the time to worry about remaining.

It was cloudy from the front of his head.

In his life, he even darkened whether the day of the courtyard would come.

But that ambiguity was only until the third day after Bryan wrote.

By the fourth day, he had finally escaped the beasts of the Rangers.

"Found a trail of enemies halfway across the street! It looks like a scout made up of healthcare workers! The number is at least twenty! "

"Soldiers at the southwest end of the race have shown up and disappeared! At least 1 squadron in size, a powerful scout is certain! "

Rangers scattered all over the place have found enemy tracks.

"Ignore it and go this way. "

After entering the territory of his allies and identifying active enemies, the prince was consistently unaware.

The presence of enemy scouts hovering around was unpredictable.

It's like the enemy wants you to know his route. Like they want more troops.

"Hmm."

The prince who stopped the ranks began to ponder with a map.

However, Hansen's appearance was not necessarily different from that of the person who was contemplating leaving the delicacy in front of him.

You can eat this first, you can eat that first, you can stare at a table with a broken face.

"Once."

The prince pointed to a part of the map.

"Let's start here. "

At last, it seemed like the troubles were over.