Became the youngest prince in the novel Episode 1
Prologue
This room is large enough to be considered a banquet hall, but has only the bare minimum of furniture for living.
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In such a room, a man was sitting on an antique chair made of black wood and turning the pages of a book.
The man’s eyes trace the letters ceaselessly along the pages of the book he passes.
The first Emperor.
Iron Blood Emperor.
ruler of the world.
Emperor Jeong Bok (征服皇).
Demon Emperor.
Black Star Emperor.
All of these were modifiers referring to men.
Fairy Forest of the West.
The sea of water in the east.
Even a large colony of northern giants.
The true king of the world, with his overwhelming force and electrifying charisma, he swallowed up all the countries on earth except for the Demon Territory and weaved them into one great empire, Agnes.
All beings in the world looked at him, worshiped him, and also feared him.
“That sucks.”
A low voice comes from the mouth of a man who has finally turned the last page.
Chronicles of the Flosimar Champions.
It was the name of the book the man had been reading so far.
I found it by chance on a bookshelf in my study, and it was nothing more than a heroic novel commonly circulated in the public eye.
This book is even questionable as to how it came into the imperial palace.
However, this book, which is set hundreds of years from the present, attracted interest because it featured Agnes, his empire.
In addition, the realistic description and detailed description were impressive, as if they were really depicting the future.
In particular, the descriptions of each area, including the imperial palace, were realistic, as if you had actually been there.
But I didn’t like the ending.
Usually, novels depicting the life of a warrior end with the destruction of the devil, his destined enemy.
However, this book dealt with the failure of the warrior, not the success.
The hero dies a gruesome death without being able to destroy the Demon King, and after that, the world is destroyed by the Demon King and his forces.
And the most decisive reason for that was the fall of the empire.
Even as the world was being destroyed, the empire and humanity were busy taking care of their own interests.
In the end, the hero leaves for the Demon Territory without receiving any support from the divided and fallen empire.
“I just wasted time.”
This novel is so bad that it’s hard to even call it third-rate, especially since the empire falls.
One look at it made him resent his memory for recording everything.
The emperor immediately closed the book as if it was not worth the lingering feeling, and deep boredom and boredom began to appear in his eyes.
Ever since he acquired everything in the world, it was a feeling that always followed him like a shadow.
There is no longer anything to gain or a place to climb.
“… … .”
The emperor’s eyes slowly closed as he looked at the ‘Chronicle of the Flosimar Warriors’ in front of him with bored eyes for a moment.
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A quiet palace filled with only soft moonlight.
Tadat!
An old knight with strong-looking eyes and tightly closed lips was galloping through the corridors of such a palace.
“Heo-eok, heo-eok!”
Rough breathing was constantly flowing out of the knight’s mouth, as if he had already reached his limit.
No matter how old he was, he would have been able to run for an hour alone, but on the driver’s back was a man who seemed to be unconscious and motionless.
“why… … why!”
The old knight’s eyes were shaking as if he couldn’t understand the situation.
As usual, the palace, enveloped in night, was very quiet.
But that wasn’t to be the case.
At least it shouldn’t be as quiet as it is now.
The man on his back, breathing precariously, was the owner of this palace and the prince of the great empire, Agnes.
“No one is protecting you!”
Even though the prince was being attacked and chased by assassins inside the palace, the guard knights were not even showing up, let alone protecting the prince.
Not only that, but the magic barriers and traps that were originally activated when an intruder entered were not activated at all.
“… … Fredo? Who is behind your back? … !”
At that time, a maid who was checking the magic lamp in the palace that had suddenly turned off in front made a puzzled expression as she saw the old knight running towards her, and then her eyes widened when she saw the prince behind her.
Tadat!
The old knight, who pursed his lips as if he didn’t even have time to reply, quickly passed by the maid.
A hint of regret creeping into the knight’s eyes.
The moment the knight’s new model moves away.
Suddenly!
Silver light flashed in the darkness that followed, and the maid’s head fell to the ground.
‘His Highness Zion… … .’
In the old knight’s vision, which was fading due to extreme physical exhaustion, the faintly smiling face of a man appeared.
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Because of his naturally weak body and soft disposition, he was a knight’s lord who was pushed out of the battle for the throne and almost imprisoned.
But as if that wasn’t enough, those who had imprisoned the master were now trying to take his life.
A miserable life worse than that of ordinary people.
The old knight did not want his master to meet his end this way.
So I had to protect it at all costs.
‘It can’t go on like this.’
bang!
The old knight, biting his lip as he thought so, suddenly stopped and kicked open the door of the sitting room next to him.
Then, he laid the prince down on the long sofa in the room and blocked the door.
I decided to fight against Bae Su-jin before I wasted any more stamina.
The assassins who followed the knight rushed at him without even saying a word.
Sugagagak!
The sword light explodes.
However, contrary to his firm resolve, the old knight’s sword could not stop the assassins.
The two assassins mark the old knight and push him away, while the remaining assassins rush through the open door toward the prince.
“Your Majesty the Prince!!”
The old knight turned his back on the assassins he was dealing with, as if he didn’t care about throwing away his life, and jumped towards the prince.
However, the assassins moved much faster than the knights.
Tadat!
With light footwork as if walking on water, an assassin arrived in front of the unconscious prince and raised his sword.
The assassin’s eyes show no emotion at all.
I didn’t wonder who the man in front of me was or why he had to die.
I just carry out the task because I was asked to do so.
Finally, the assassin’s sword fell towards the prince’s heart.
“No!”
It was the moment when a scream-like cry came from the mouth of the old knight, Fredo.
That moment.
Everyone there could see.
The prince’s heart targeted by the assassin.
The tip of the sword stopped right in front of that heart, unable to advance any further.
Okay!
Is it even fixed in space?
Even though the assassin holding the sword was applying enough force that the veins on his temples were standing, the tip of the sword could not move forward even an inch.
“… … !”
When the eyes of the other assassins were first shaken by that strange sight.
The prince’s closed eyes slowly opened.
Calm and languid eyes, as if looking at the surface of a lake without even a breeze.
It was a look in his eyes that had never been seen before.
slowly.
The prince stood up, pushing away the tip of the assassin’s sword in front of his heart with his finger, and his eyes scanned the scene in the room.
As if he was trying to figure out everything that had happened.
“Zion… … majesty?”
When a puzzled voice came out of the old knight’s mouth as he looked so different from the prince he had served until now.
“Kill it.”
Pababat!
Only then did the assassins come to their senses and start rushing towards the prince again.
The prince still looks at the rushing assassins with lazy eyes, as if they had nothing to do with him.
The assassins’ sword finally reached right in front of them in an instant and was about to strike the prince’s head.
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The surrounding darkness shimmered.
and.
Burbubbubbuk!
The heads of the assassins who were running with him began to explode.
Soon, the headless bodies of the assassins fall to the floor helplessly, and the bright red blood that flows from them stains the floor.
What is happening?
“… … .”
An old knight looking at his master with a blank expression as if he couldn’t understand the situation.
Looking at the article and the room turning red.
“That’s fun.”
Sion, no, the Iron-Blooded Emperor residing in the body of Prince Sion, smiled slightly.
