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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 · Fantasía
Sin suficientes valoraciones
760 Chs

Having drunk enough wine, the king threw down his wine goblet and exercised his joints.

He snorted softly at Poffret who laid on the ground. "Brat, you have the guts to mention the war from twelve years ago? The destruction and gore twelve years ago, how much of it can you comprehend?" King Nuven glared disdainfully at his prey who had lost both arms. "You were only a pampered heir to a suzerain. Your grandfather only let you stay in the main camp—the safest one. He didn't even allow you to transport baggage."

Thales saw that the young archduke's eyes were bloodshot and he stared straight ahead in a daze. It was as if he had forgotten about the immense pain in his arms.

"However, perhaps your grandfather was right. Letting trash like you transport supplies and baggage… what if you had encountered Horace Jadestar who raided supplies from the rear?" Having said this, King Nuven's face dimmed. "Perhaps all these accursed nonsense would not have happened."