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Kingdom's Bloodline

A lowly child beggar, a noble prince, a monster viewed as the enemy of the entire world. If you possess all three identities at the same time, which identity would you choose to help you earn a better ending? Thales did not have the answer. He only knew that he came to a different and magnificent world, and he had to face a future that was as difficult to handle as a nightmare. The glorious Empire had already been destroyed for one thousand years, the dying royal family suffered many problems, the legendary sacred battle had plenty of conspiracies, the divided world was in chaos. But Thales had nothing. The only thing he had left was an unswerving determination to preserve his own identity, bravery which would allow him to survive in a perilous situation, and a belief that he would never submit to principles he did not believe. “A King does not gain respect by virtue of his bloodline. The bloodline's glory rests on the deeds of the King.” Darkness will baptize light. Fire will create true steel. The forbidden prince’s story starts here.

Masterless Sword · Fantasy
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760 Chs

Code name: Dragon’s Blood

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The others gaped at the frightening black hole on Raphael's arm, listening, yet unable to react at all to the Black Prophet's voice that seemed to echo in their ears.

Thales' thoughts lingered on the brand mark and that strange thing on Raphael's hand. Little Rascal clung to his arm, quivering, and did not dare to peek at the black hole.

The grim-faced Wya stood in front of Thales, reaching for the single-edged sword out of instinct. Ralf's facial expression was hidden beneath his half-mask, but his twitching eyebrows said it all.

Eyes wide, Kohen stared at his old friend's bizarre appearance with incredible shock. Miranda, on the other hand, was peering at Raphael's arm. She was breathing unevenly.

"Communication type: Sugar Glider." Raphael seemed frail. Pale-faced, he straightened up, indicated with his eyes for the others to stay put, and said something cryptic to the eerie black hole on his arm.