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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 · Fantasy
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585 Chs

"Well done, Your Highness. Please straighten your arms. I want to make some confirmations. Yes, that is right, just stay right there…"

Thales felt like the dead. He stared ahead with dull and numb eyes, and he raised his arms according to the tailor's instructions. He could feel as if his arms were making creaking sounds. 

"When it comes to welcoming feasts, I usually do not like too formal cuffs. Please straighten up your waist, and press your legs together. Yes, that is right. However, Count Caso's request was very clear, 'You must show the calmness of the Royal Family, but the prince's new style'…"

Thales did not show any expression while he was swathed in the "prince's new style". He straightened his waist numbly and felt that he had lost his final hope to fight for his life.