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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

Dragon Breaker (Two)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Saroma looked at him. Her eyes were rather misty.

"But they didn't do anything wrong, did they?" She sneered as she shook her head. She raised her right hand and looked at Triumph. "I simply—"

"Little Rascal!" Again, Thales used that name from long ago to fiercely interrupt her.

The teenage girl raised her head, appearing to be in a daze.

"Don't, Saroma. Even if you cannot choose who you want to be… at least, don't turn into someone they want you to be."

Thales stared at her firmly. "Please, don't become like that."

But Saroma was only slightly startled before she shook her head in a mocking way. "No such thing. As an archduchess of Northland, the path of my future has been set… even if it's not this time."

She then said in disappointment, "I've thought about it. I'll marry a local noble, give birth to a male heir and be politely sent into seclusion somewhere until I'm old—"

*Slap!*

A clear sound was heard.