The First Heir to the Throne [Western Fantasy]

▼▼▼Copywriting of this article▼▼▼ When he woke up, Carislo found himself a shepherd in medieval times. Until one day, a magnificent knight came to Carislo and said: Prince, I finally found you. The throne of Roderick Kingdom is still waiting for you to inherit. Please come back with me quickly. Carislo:? ? ? Carislo is the nominal first heir to the Roderick dynasty. He owned twenty-five provinces with vast land, but each province was controlled by countless nobles from all over the country. He owns the royal honorary knights, which he built with a lot of money, but the members of the knights are all idle playboys. He has a blood-related brother who is the regent, but that ambitious brother has the desire to annex Roderick at any time. …This is a hell of a start. But Carislo - he always knew exactly what he was going to do. The province was purged from top to bottom, the decadent nobles withdrew from the stage of history, and fresh blood was injected to rejuvenate the kingdom. The knight legion was reformed, the knight's children turned into sharp blades, awakening the iron blood, and the war song played the eternal glory. The bloodline was re-established, the royal family of the motherland surrendered under his knees, unification was sung, and peace was chanted across the eastern continent. Before the king's enthronement ceremony, Carislo sat on the high platform, his eyes reflected the excitement of the people, his ears heard the cheers of the people, and his fingers brushed the golden crown made of crystal. Under the gaze of the nation, the young king crowned himself. "I never regret, just because... The glory never ends." ▼▼▼Tweet time▼▼▼ Same author, direct column ★Final article★ "I rely on my vest to consolidate my throne [Western Fantasy]" [No cp male protagonist! ★Final article★ "Did the priest kill a god today [Western Fantasy]" [Western Fantasy bl! ★Pre-released article★ "The Paladin as Prey [Western Fantasy]" [Western Fantasy bl! ▼▼▼Tweet time▼▼▼ ★Pre-released article★ "The Paladin as Prey" Western fantasy bl! Copywriting: Now that the Holy See has fallen, the last Paladin is still walking on the earth. He wears silver armor and has a sacred helmet on his head. He abides by the rules and uses his own body to kill demons and protect the weak. He was never disappointed because the Holy See was gone, nor was he desperate because the dark night ruled the earth, and no one in the world could see the face under the holy helmet. He really doesn't like to talk and keeps to himself. Everyone thought he was cold and invulnerable. Until this benevolent paladin picked up a wandering child and recognized him as his heir, taking him with him to teach him through words and deeds, others could get a glimpse of the tenderness and sweetness under the holy helmet. The waif who was cared for by the paladin was thin, pale and fragile. When others glanced at him, he hid behind the paladin. It made people sigh that he was really unworthy of elegance and failed the paladin's heart. No matter how others sigh, the Paladin still feels that his successor is innocent, kind, sincere and just, the light among lights, and the criterion among principles. As time passed by, the heir grew taller and even taller than the paladin, which made the paladin even more gratified. But before he could prepare, the devil's dark horns grew on the heir's head, and the devil's pointed tail hung down from the heir's clothes. The paladin saw the scarlet in the heir's eyes, and was pushed on the grass for everyone to enjoy, heading towards extreme pain and bliss. Only then did the Holy Knight know that he was no other kind of wandering child. He was clearly the Lord of the Dark Night and the Emperor of the Devil. His ambition will never end, and his conquests will never stop. - The former companion broke through the emperor's blockade and came to the palace where the Paladin was imprisoned. When he wanted to take him to escape, he heard the cold voice of the Paladin coming from under the black helmet in the dark night. "I will not leave, he is my responsibility." —————————— Intention: Never succumb to reality, but choose to climb upward