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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

Welcome to Constellation (Two)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Duro stared at Tormorden, "Do you know this will increase your criminal charges?"

"Collaboration with the enemy, spying, plus bribery!"

What?

Tormorden turned pale and was completely lost as to what to do.

The puzzled Thales looked at Duro's face and suddenly remembered a period a long time ago, when he was begging in Lower City District.

The police and the Public Security Team were generally too lazy to patrol the dirty Lower City District, but Thales did have many experiences of begging at Western City Gate.

Since the cops were everywhere in that place, there were a set of rules implemented there that was completely different from the underground.

You could just bribe the people from Black Street Brotherhood, and they would not say anything, but in face of the sly cops working in the capital…

Thales looked at the terrified Tormorden, and the others who were puzzled and bewildered. He could not help but sighed.