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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

Lampard descended the carriage alone, then the carriage door was closed tightly once more.

It was obvious that he did not intend to allow Thales to go down with him together.

Still immersed in the information disclosed by Lampard, Thales tried to right himself in his astonishment and confusion. Under Little Rascal's concerned gaze, he stuck his face to the coach's glass.

'Lampard said someone wanted me alive. Who is it? Who wishes to keep me alive? Is it really who I think it is—'

Thales' thoughts were interrupted by the scene before him.

They were in a small alleyway that had been emptied into a slightly larger clearing by the Black Sand Region soldiers clad in patrol uniforms.

Archduke Lampard resumed his solemn and stern expression. He walked to the middle of the alleyway with steady footsteps, holding his sword.

There, a fair-skinned man wearing a thick, cotton-padded jacket with a relaxed face awaited the archduke's arrival.