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The Kind Prince Who Became An Evil Lord of Darkness

Betrayal is a wound that every man has felt, I wrote this story to show how it can make a man strong. "What is the difference between a hero, a villain and a coward? A hero uses his sword to protect people A villain uses people to protect his sword Both are better than a coward A coward has no sword, and uses empty words to protect his life A sword is not just a man's weapon, it is a man's ambition, and without ambition, a man is merely a coward. In order to be a hero or a villain a man must have ambition. The difference between the two is where that ambition lies." -The Dark Prince In 17th century France, the rich nobles control the world with a magic system called "Artifacts". Prince an innocent hearted prince of the Bourbon Kingdom, one day has his life thrown into chaos by betrayal, and inherits an "Artifact" that is the ancient spirit of "The Dark King". Through misfortune after misfortune, Prince eventually loses everything and starts his life over without a royal name. Prince vows to make his way back to the top hiding amongst the everyday people of France. Prince is a Japanese style light novel based on Machiavelli’s classic "The Prince". Although this work takes influence from it, the story, quotes, and characters are all completely original. It is mostly the concept of good and evil that is borrowed from Machiavelli.

Gaburieru · Fantasy
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184 Chs

Chapter 58: The Road to Toulouse

"What is the enemy's status," Godefroi asked.

Sitting in a carriage with two of his Wudon assassin's on either side of him he gently folded his hands awaiting his guests reply.

The two assassins' beside him watched his guest carefully. One of them, armed with a purple ribbon that wrapped around their sword, the other, a masked man with a metal daggers. Although they sat quietly beside their King, either of them looked ready to draw blood in a moments notice

"As it stands the enemy is anticipating us at the border," The well dressed man sitting across form him answered. His bald head and rugged demeanor was formidable and intimidating, even sitting next to the King and his assassins, he seemed to have formidable presence emanating from his eyes. His eyes burned with embers of bloodlust as he drew out a map laid on the table in front of him.