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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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585 Chs

Beneath the dim illumination of the Everlasting Lamp, the soldiers roughly brought Thales and Little Rascal, who had their hands tied behind their backs into the prison cell next to Kohen's.

Thales listened to the sound of the thick iron door being locked, and consoled the horrified as well as perplexed Little Rascal for a bit. He then turned his head and looked at his surroundings through the bars.

'Why do I feel like I have a special connection with prisons?'

There were only three bound prisoners—Wya, as well as a man-and-woman pair in the dark. All of them were staring at Thales in disbelief.

However, there were six guards present, all staring at the prisoners without moving their gazes away. They had fierce expressions and they were extremely vigilant.

Thales clutched his hands together softly as his heart sank—his dagger had been taken away.