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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

The Secret of ‘Triumph’

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Everyone left the meeting hall.

There were only two silhouettes left, one larger than the other. They sat side-by-side on a set of stairs at one side of the hall.

Thales felt slightly anxious. 'What is this old man's intention of asking me to stay here? It can't really be that he just wants to 'have a drink', can it?'

Despite the thick cotton cloak over his shoulders, King Nuven showed off the clear outline of his muscles under the cloak, although his skin was already wrinkled. With a sour expression, he glared at the bandages on his body and raised his wine goblet.

"I'm getting old." King Nuven took a swig of wine and flexed his left arm with a pained expression. "In the past, I could last through a battle of this intensity for a day and a night, but now…"

The old king snorted coldly and drank the rest of the wine. Thales did not say anything. He was trying hard to calm his breathing.