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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 · Fantaisie
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Damn the Prince

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zayen Covendier.

In that moment, Dagori froze.

On the other side of the glass, Thales was equally shocked.

"Wh, why?" the wine merchant asked subconsciously.  

"You know why." Raphael's smile was undiminished.  

Dagori sat upright and asked anxiously, "Bud, buddy, did you say you...you serve the kingdom?

"Which department, specifically?"  

Raphael nodded with growing interest. "How odd. You are not afraid of the blood-sucking Department of Finance, nor the intimidating police force, nor the preeminent Department of Justice.

"It's only when you hear the name of a prominent foreign noble that you lose your calm."

Dagori trembled.

He seemed to realize something and started to look around nervously. "This isn't just some police station, is it?

"Who do you actually work for?"