Masterless Sword

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.

Tonicquill

_Lunaelle

TheRealSeal

EndlessFantasy Translation 

Kingdom's Bloodline

Mogumoguchan

Quah0684

Thales clenched his teeth ferociously as he controlled the movements of his body.

'Calm down! Calm down, Thales! This is not a battle for life and death!'

In the next second, Nicholas cunningly evaded Thales' shield and struck with his sword.

Thales could only feel the strong vibrations from the sword in his hand. It dropped from his hand in a flash.

Thales' sword fell on the ground. He heaved a sigh, turned to face Nicholas' huge sword placed across his shoulders, then spread his hands in surrender.

"Your mind actually really likes to wander." The Star Killer withdrew his Zweihänder and sneered mockingly at him. "Just like the past, do you really enjoy daydreaming during your fights?"

Thales put on a grudging smile and did not refute him. All he knew was that just now, 'that' had happened again.

The Familiar Guest