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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 · Fantasie
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760 Chs

As Bad as Can be

Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the face of the inescapable interrogation, Thales and Quick Rope looked at each other dumbly with incredible sorrow.

'What should we do?'

That was the only thing they can read from the other's eyes.

But there was no answer.

"Hmm?"

Ricky urged them to answer by saying, "Don't tell me that you still need us to give you some motivation, just like how we did just now?"

Recalling the feeling that they experienced just now, Quick Rope immediately started to tremble.

'What should we do?'

In face of the deepening suspicion of the crowd on them, Thales saw Quick Rope's fearful gaze, and he could only summon his courage and say, "We..."

'What should we do?'

He nudged Quick Rope's waist, hoping the other person could have an idea.

Quick Rope trembled a little and continued the sentence in an awkward fashion. "That..."

He only uttered a word before he stomped Thales' foot, asking him for help urgently.