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

The dragon sword that the outsider showed me was not entirely the same as the one I knew.

While the shell of the Dragon Blade is empty, it was nothing but a blunt sword on the day of the outsider's words or as a training sword.

In fact, from the beginning, I knew why the dragon swords were treated like these petty training swords. The dragon sword of the outsider I saw lacked the will of the true dragon.

Maybe it was natural.

It was that time. It was an era of rising to the horizon through the technique of one will, not one heart.

Damn Mana Chain.

I didn't even imagine that even the descendants of Leonberger would have chosen the Mana Chain instead of the Mana Heart.

That wasn't the kind of old bridge you'd throw away like that.

But unfortunately, there was no eye to discern the treasure to the descendants of friendship. They chose, and the result was a fake dragon sword in front of their eyes.

"Whoo."

I took a deep breath and cooled my complicated tangled head.

But even if I cooled my head, my heart was still hot. The artificial heart made by Mana continued to twist after looking at the half dragon sword.

That's a fake. That's not your half.

The manna that boiled in my uncleanness sank. It's like you understand me.

"... there is no blacker place for you than you don't even know how to hold. "

While I was sinking my insides like that, the outsider was buzzing.

I don't think it's fair to bet with only a training sword, but I don't intend to pass on my family's swordsmanship. If you want to learn another swordsmanship later, I won't care whether you invite another teacher or not.

He listened to the verse, but Yo-yo said that it was impossible to win a bet with a dragon sword.

"So..."

"I don't need them all. "

I severed my uncle's waist.

"I won't learn another sword. "

He then declared:

"That sword is enough for a bet. "

The outsider seemed to have a lot to say, but he took a step back and held on to the bystander's attitude as always.

"I don't care if you do. "

Whatever decision I made, it was a word that revealed my willingness not to care.

"Jump crunches and basic fitness training are intact. Learning the sword at a later time. "

The outsider adjusted my training schedule as if nothing had happened.

A monotonous training list was added to the wooden sword training list, and I began to learn fake dragon swords that had been deformed and weakened since that day and became insignificant.

I would have looked like a real dragon sword, but unfortunately my body couldn't handle the real dragon sword right now.

This body was too fragile to withstand even the scales of the dragon. Manah Hart, too, was able to break his heart if he was wrong.

So I trained the fake dragon sword that my uncle showed me. An outsider's horseshit or fake was great to learn with a training sword.

I repeated monotonous strikes and stabbings with a wooden sword. In the meantime, my body was slowly changing. The muscles needed to use the sword are made, and the body suitable for stepping out is made.

That's how it went back a month.

After a hard workout, I succeeded in changing my body.

[Altitude Obesity] attribute changed to [General Obesity].

Changes in body temperature make metabolism more active.

I heard a message.

I became somewhat accustomed to using my body with repeated exercises.

[Body] attribute is gone.

Significantly increases the effectiveness of the exercise.

The two months of hard work that I've been doing without missing a day have finally been a small fruitful moment.

Besides, my change didn't just happen on the outside.

After consistently accumulating Mana, the body changed.

[Management-Sensitive Disorder] property is lost and [Management-Sensitive] property has been created.

The dreadful Mana sensitivity has risen to an ordinary level. It was a virtue of scratching Mana like a bad girl.

That is the development of the nobility.

But I had no intention of being so satisfied. It was still a long way to go.

Increased the intensity of training. After having digested his work with the outsider, he remained alone and continued his training more and more often.

It was hard, but I enjoyed it at the same time.

I always watched from behind. A wise adviser and an outstanding teacher, he was always just a third party. My balls and passion were just nourishment to grow others, not me.

It wasn't now.

This sweat, effort, and fruitfulness were all intact.

It made me feel fulfilled that I had never felt before.

I was growing. Even though that achievement might not be insignificant yet, I was definitely getting stronger.

My body was encouraged no more, and my spirit was lifted up without limit. The more I did, the higher the intensity of my training.

Nothing else came to my attention but training.

"...! "

Strongly rolling his feet, he stepped out.

"... dance! "

I scattered my wooden sword with all my might.

"Stop!"

But before I could reach all the wooden swords, someone grabbed me.

"An outsider?"

An outsider was staring at me with a whole bunch of contorted faces. It was an emotional expression I've never seen before.

"You didn't hear me say stop! "

The outsider grabbed my hand badly.

"Huh?"

My palm was completely mopped, even if it was so forcefully spread.

The torn, bursting, pimple-permeable, lately pushed pain, the drug-intoxicated spirit suddenly collapsed.

Laryngoscope.

The rain trunk tapped me. I didn't even know it was raining.

"Stupid guy! What kind of training are you going to have on a day like this? "

It's a bit rainy, but it's nice to be cool. Later, when I was trying to reach my uncle's house, I kept my mouth shut, looking at the surrounding landscape.

"Uh..."

Slightly combed in the middle of the armoury, the floor next to me was black. A scary trail I didn't have until I started my training.

Argh! Bang!

The sky told me what traces were left.

The lightning bolt, the black soot spot, was the place where the lightning fell.

I measured the floor where the lightning struck and the distance from me. I had to take ten steps, and I had a cold sweat.

"If it were a checkup, you wouldn't have avoided the bowel. "

I nodded unconsciously at the outsider's words.

Because it was a wooden sword, if it had been a real sword, the place where the lightning fell would have been the tip of my sword, not the floor of my armpit.

And I would have been a well-ripened pig and spread out on the floor of the armpit.

I hit the nonderrie without even realizing the horrible imagination.

At that moment, I heard a message.

I woke up completely in extreme concentration.

But the body still remembers its extreme senses.

[Focus] attribute has been newly created.

If you concentrate twice, you will be struck by lightning.

"Today's training ends here. "

According to the outsider's declaration, crazy training in the rain ended forcefully.

"Your Majesty! "

I met the courtesy fisherman on the way into the depression.

"Please give me your hand today..."

"Now."

I reached out to the sarcastic speaker.

I was frightened when I saw the palm of my hand, which was covered with steam. There was a white glimmer in the hand of a man who stretched out suddenly.

I don't know about the two of you.

Hundreds of years ago, there were not many skilled wizards. In the Great War that swept the entire continent, the first wizards to ever fall out of a constant and violent battle, most surviving wizards suffered from the extreme Mana Tribe phenomenon.

It was impossible to enjoy healing magic with a sneeze. Even if it's the commander who leads the army.

"Your Majesty, do not resist and feel at ease. "

This time a healing light was poured into my entire body after cleansing the wound on the palm of my hand. The fatigue of the body melted like snowmelt, dragged by an abnormally uplifted spirit.

Ugh. This is gonna get addictive.

I was smiling in a strange and pleasant sensation, and I could feel my gaze.

Turning my head, I felt Carls Ulrich and other knights staring at me with a strange face.

"Why?"

I asked them why, but they didn't answer. It just led me to a cautious slum after the treatment.

* *

The experience of that day when the lightning struck me made me reflect on myself.

I'm not perfect now.

I felt that my spirit and the weak flesh of Mannani, who lived by the sword, had not yet found a perfect compromise.

Some might say that my mind was transcended by this condition. But it wasn't like that. I was a man with a weak spirit who was now a sword and dragged around with a rope of flesh.

So, like that day, the gauge rolled over the limit.

Everyone wants to go beyond their limits, but transcendence always comes at a cost.

And I couldn't pay for it with my body now.

I have seen so many fall and perish. I never thought I'd do anything stupid like that.

I felt like I needed to change my mind.

"Count Balahard has asked you to refrain from any training you do not observe. "

I wonder if the outsider was thinking the same thing as me. He even left it to my knights.

"We're going for a walk. "

"I'll take you. "

I went out of the room for a walk with a sudden heart, and the hump clings to me. I detached the court knights and quickly gave up.

Seeing the straight faces, I felt like I had to say it anyway.

"Whoo."

Even though he promised to enjoy a hobby he had not enjoyed in his time as a sword, the reality was that he sat down all day long practicing.

Well, what do you think? All you have to do is have fun.

My training with my body is also a hobby that I have never enjoyed before.

"Hmm?"

I was so submerged, I was walking around, and I saw a bunch of humans coming from a distance.

"The Three Princes are here! "

Someone said it and it looks like he was a brother to a wreck.

"You look quite helpless when you get sidetracked. "

The third prince was definitely his brother. However, his eyes were as lust as they would eat me.

Oh, right. You son of a bitch, you were bullying me.

Later, I thought of his interpersonal relationship and laughed.

"Yes. I was intoxicated by the legend of my predecessor and put a sword in my body to reproduce the legend of my body, right? "

The Three Princes laughed at me. I laughed together. Even if I rethink it, the death of Nani was horrible.

When I giggled and laughed together, the three princes gave me a hue.

"You know it's embarrassing. The royal family's honor has fallen to the ground thanks to you. Do you still laugh? "

"Uh, it's coming out. "

"Tsk. Nothing has changed since I came back from the dead. "

You sound like my father. I recall what the King had said one day, and the third prince asked me about my situation.

"Yes. You made a fun bet with Count Balahard, didn't you? "

What else did he come all the way here to say?

As I shook my chin and asked you to light up the gun or the hook, the look on the prince's face changed again. He was a rich man once.

The three blooming princes trimmed their faces late.

"Are the opponents set? "

Then he asked, as if he had just remembered.

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