Rebirth Just Before The 10th Circle

In their conversation, all Avalon except Kei looked at the Crown Prince again.

'That learning... it wouldn't be that learning...'

‘Isn’t it written as ‘learning’ and ‘craving’…?’

It was all Avalon who had been watching how Merlin's clones crave 30 wizards over the past few months.

In such a situation, they learned the word 'cracking', which is passed down through generations with the youngest child who came under them.

Moreover, if only Kei was a demon for the 30 wizards, 30 spare demons were waiting for the Crown Prince.

‘Please go to a nice place.’

'Do not suffer there...'

'You're twisted...'

The youngest's day (1)

The youngest's day (1)

My name is Lucian Generium.

He is the one and only child of His Majesty the Great King of Knights, Gregory Generium, who is praised as a saint.

In other words, it sounds like a prince.

It is said that the whole empire held a festival for ten days when I was born because the direct descendants of the imperial family were not born well.

However, not long after that, my mother passed away, and I grew up without the love of her mother.

But it was fine.

Because there were many people who poured out their love to me on behalf of the one who died, even if it wasn't Mama.

‘You will surely become a great emperor.’

‘A drop of degrading blood is more valuable than the lives of dozens of commoners. So please take care of the prison body.’

‘You are precious.’

It's a phrase I've heard all my life.

And he was right.

It wasn't that there were no collateral blood relatives of the imperial family, but I was the only enemy who inherited the blood of the Emperor and the Empress.

It meant that only I was the rightful heir to lead the Great Generium Empire.

‘I am the one who will become a great emperor. Because of me, this Generium will be reborn as a Millennium Empire!’

Ever since I was little, my dream was to become a 'Great Emperor'

That was it.

I had no doubt that it would be so, and even those around me did not deny it.

Until that day comes...

[Take him away.]

A cold word left by my only blood and blood that I believe in.

It was my father's voice that I still can't forget.

It was a death sentence that fell on me.

And after that, I don't really remember.

It seemed that His Majesty and the Demon Chief had made a deal with me, but when I woke up, an unfamiliar ceiling greeted me.

In an unfamiliar and cold room, not the splendid ceiling of the imperial palace where he had been living since childhood.

The moment I saw it, I could feel it again.

‘Ah… I am… forsaken.’

That your Majesty threw me away.

And from then on.

'Hell is spreading in my future...'

[Your tenacity, I will nurture it. giggle.]

That single word from the Great Evil plunged me into hell.

Since then, terrible days have been repeated every day... Exactly half a year has passed since then.

the next emperor.

Crown Prince.

The divinity of Generium.

There were many words that used to be called me.

But now, in this hell, I...

“You’re the youngest!”

the youngest

puck-

“ね!”

The back of the head is tingling.

In any case, this bastard, who is said to be the opposite sex, seems to be thinking of the back of my head as a drum.

Hit me when you're bored

Seeing that I have been hitting every single day since half a year ago, it is clear that hitting me in the back of the head is included in my routine.

'This bastard... hit me exactly where I hit him yesterday!'

The first time I was hit in the head by a colleague, I was yelled at with an unbearable sense of humiliation.

Dare to know who I am!

I will cut off that ungodly fingernail immediately!

The effect was there.

[Let's just hear the story... Crown Prince?]

Of course, on the bad side...

[My dear, listen carefully. The laws and status of the empire here were not as good as dog shit rolling on the ground. There's only one thing that matters. That's... skill!]

And then his fist flew...

And that day, on a rainy day, I was beaten to dust.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

The crime is at the bottom of the line.

A commoner said that he was the best of the world while beating the imperial family...

Even if he was immediately beheaded for rebellion, it was not enough.

There were also the trainees I had brought there at the time, but...

[Those who intervene in this matter from now on are considered treason.]

No one rushed forward in the face of the Great Evil.

Even the loyal knights I believed in, who promised to burn even death for me!

They curled their tails as they saw His Majesty's edicts fluttering about the Great Evil.

‘Bad guys!’

Then I realized

I mean, people shouldn't be easily trusted.

Anyway, after being beaten so hard, my first day in hell passed.

On the second day, I woke up looking at the unfamiliar ceiling.

That was the first time I had fainted after being beaten.

'I should have run away then...!'

I still regret that day half a year ago, and I regret every day since then.

I should have pretended to be crazy and ran away.

“What? Aren't you going to answer me?"

Oops!

Being drenched in memories of the past and forgetting the madman in front of you!

OMG!

This crazy bastard is about to turn his eyes!

In this case, it is better to bend quickly to make the day easier.

“Sin, sorry!”

Dignity as a Crown Prince? Pride?

Over the past half year, what I've learned, piercingly... no, engraving it on my bones, is that there's no value in mere appearances here.

Of course, it was hard to admit at first.

However, the basic human instinct... the instinct to live awakened me.

The only thing I learned here.

That everyone is equal before the fist.

If I build up my self-esteem for nothing, I'll get one hit or a hundred hits.

Look, didn't the crazy guy's eyes return to normal after bending his pride and bowing his head?

I got hit with this one before, so today is...

“Why would you do such a sorry thing!”

puck-

“ね!”

···Jung-jeong, I think I can finish the day with two hits.

It was a very good day if I got two hits by a madman.

Anyway, you shouldn't pretend to be sick of being hit.

Because that's the right thing to do to get a pod as it is.

In this case, you should calmly correct your posture.

“Come on, let’s go.”

"Yep!"

After that, I followed the madman to the place I had been in and out of every day for the past half year.

The entrance to the forest where the footsteps reached.

There was a signpost with red text on it.

-Forbidden.

-If you want to live, go back to this way.

-If life is a spare, you are very welcome.

- If you are, would you come in and see?

It was a warning message that felt eerie.

And that's where that phrase points to right now.

I call it 'the playground of the devils.'

bang- bang-

As I walked through the forest, I heard a faint roar.

At first, I thought they were doing military training somewhere.

But it wasn't.

It's just the devils playing.

“Cook! die!"

“Hey, you bastard! Where are you looking at this?”

“Originally, the older one goes first! So die first!”

“You bastard! There is no order to go! You go first!”

bang- bang-

A wide open space in the forest.

In the midst of it, people over twenty were intertwined and exuded a bloody life.

They not only spewed out life, but also blew ‘magic’ at each other with the determination to kill each other.

And surprisingly, they were originally born and raised in one village.

"Five! You are the first to start!”

"uh? are you here! Hurry up... Hey, you bastard, you're talking now!"

“Have you forgotten the teaching that carelessness is death?”

right-

“Ouch! you... you are..."

One of the seniors who greeted us was attacked by the other seniors and fell out.

I think there was a strange noise coming from the ribs... Is that ok?

While I was thinking like that, my opponent ran to the battlefield of that Abi Gyu-hwan.

“Uh-huh! I go too!”

"OK! Wait!”

The workshop where they exchanged smiles brightly is scary.

No... It's not a bitter level, but if it doesn't fit right, it's really going to go wrong.

‘These . . . madmen.’

It's true that my opponent is a madman, but when those madmen are gathered in a pile, it makes a normal person look like a madman again.

The battles of the Imperial Knights Templar were not at this level.

That's not the purpose of training, it's a real fight to kill each other.

the problem is···.

“What are you doing, youngest? I'm not wearing it right now!"

It means that I should also intervene in that crazy practice.

I fiddled with the envelope in my arms.

‘I hope I can survive today too…’

I checked to see if there was a will in my arms and ran out.

He swung his sword, vomiting out the anger he had accumulated every day.

"die! You idiots!”

“Uh-huh! The maknae’s spirit is very good today!”

“Manon, where have you been? I will not kill you!”

“Heh heh, Manon, your junior is looking for you.”

“You’re playing cute. Come on, here I am!”

"die! Die and die, heal a hundred times and die!”

“Heh heh!”

One goal I saved from this hell.

In the next half year, I am neither the Crown Prince of the Empire nor the human Lucian.

It's just a crazy dog ​​against a mad dog.

Before half a year is over, I'll bite off that crazy guy's nose and leave!

Oh, by the way...

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