From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

The name of the Odai Man, whom Chris called ‘Lion of the North Ice’, was Abundance Day.

He thought as soon as he saw Chris.

‘It's not easy. ’

It was an arrogant expression that would have cut his throat if it had been just one person, but I had to endure the anger.

‘The redhead. ’

Other than that, every last one of them is in a position to protect this guy Chris.

‘They're all vice knights. ’

He underestimated the power of the central continent.

The North Empire's hand was already spread across the central continent, so he knew who Chris Fraunmutt was.

“Why don't you start an invasion war or come with us? ”

Angry days, he says, encamping his troops outside the outer perimeter and following him.

Chris appeared more than rumored to smash the jaw of a feisty noblewoman.

Even though she looked like a young man with thin lines, in front of her was the level of fireflies in front of the torch.

“This is Abun from the North. ”

Then I introduced him, and he got a quote.

“Chris Fraunmoont, just Sercado. ”

The moment I held his hand, I felt that the opponent's anger was really bad.

Every single eye, gesture, and action, every single minute of Chris' life was in the human eye.

"A lucky little war hero in a small territory"? ’

If the informant was in front of me, I wanted to cut off his ear right now.

Luck, my ass.

Angry days could not measure the size of a man's bowl called Chris.

And everyone who had a bowl that he usually couldn't measure was headed in one direction.

So furious days headed into the Resistance, and even if he wasn't a nobleman, he could be treated as a guest.

“Too late!”

I saw the wretched Prince look at Chris and speak out his lips, and I said to him, "Have you been waiting? ’I saw Chris accepting his voice.

Angry days trusted his insights, and those who go beyond his measurements were truly rare.

‘Chris Freund Tra. ’

When Angry Day came here, she had a list of the men she had to kill.

Desilio and Niestel.

Earl Haido and Earl Ziggy.

Earl Ludwig and the Hatter.

There was no Chris Fraunmoont on the list.

He was not a talent that made up the skeleton of the country.

‘Wrong.’

He was the one who could be king on his own.

While gathering and organizing all the information in my head, Angry Day couldn't stand the curiosity.

That was also why he stayed here.

He wanted to see more of the man named Chris.

* * *

“Why don't you have a cup of tea? ”

The Southern elephant received the same offer on an angry day, and instead of worrying about it, he looked to his side.

His chief of staff and the diplomatic side, the man responsible for everything, nods.

“Sure."

The southern elephant confidently went inside.

He didn't look the prince in the eye, only the appearance of Chris.

Even though the back of his head is a bit stingy, he gives his gaze a small glance.

After choosing the best warrior outside the outer perimeter, you are assigned a room.

The year was beginning to come to an end.

“…… Can I ask you something? Bratan?”

When the chief of staff called his name, he asked as a friend, not as a chief and a chief.

“Bite it.”

Bratan, leader of the roaring elephant tribe, and king of the Confederacy, did not ignore a friend's question.

“Why didn't you kill him? ”

Bratan was a man who wouldn't hesitate to use his hands. But I endured it today.

During the day, Chris and his group refuse to fight, not the chief of staff.

Chris Fraunmoont.

I knew his name because he was a rabbit with the tribe he was chasing a few months ago.

“Neither I nor you will deal with them dead. ”

Bratan shuts his lips and finishes speaking, the chief of staff blinks at him.

“Is that so?”

“Yes."

The conversation was short.

The chief of staff asked no more questions.

If that was the case with Bratan.

The chief of staff began to think about:

‘If the fighting force is similar to ours. ’

The chief of staff thought about how to win, reflected, and soon thought of a figure.

‘Chris Fraunmoont. ’

The south came to light a fire on the central continent and failed.

However, I called them in. Along with the man from the North!

He was curious about a man named Chris. I had a hunch I needed to see him more here.

So he stayed here.

* * *

The civil war was over in less than a month.

No, I'm done.

Decillio is missing and the ferryman is dead. There are no more men left to fight.

Puck.

When I soaked in the hot bath, my ribs ached and my muscles screamed because of the little bruising on my body.

After soaking his head, a maid came inside.

The servant silently closes the door and walks forward with both hands together.

Looking at it, I opened my mouth.

“Don't come at me this time. I'm really tired.”

I said, the servant looked at me and replied.

“Good eye. ”

“Decillio?”

“Dead.”

The body would have been eaten by the beast, whether it had been buried or not.

Rachel stands before me in her maid's clothing.

“What about the Nittel?”

“He died in battle. ”

Rachel said.

“When?”

“He was killed by a fallen horse in the council. ”

“…… he's going very quietly when he goes. ”

I lived in Desilio's shadow all my life, and I went there when I went.

In the beginning, the Nittel wasn't even in his head.

I was leaning on my neck and closing my eyes, and a towel soaked in warm water covered my eyes.

“It's good for fatigue. ”

Rachel said.

“Thank you.”

When I leaned back for a while, I wanted to sleep like this.

‘It's even harder when the water is cold. ’

Decillio had to die. There is no need for an exile king.

I couldn't lose my authenticity to another country.

“There are three royal families left inside the castle. Two queens and a prince. ”

Rachel told me about the situation inside the castle she had uncovered.

“And some of them are already getting ready to run. They're probably moving through the night by now.

“I don't think so. ”

No matter how much Edric greets you, you cannot have a large army stationed inside the Resistance.

So I left Earl Ludwig's army outside the castle.

I'm gonna make a run for it.

The exhibition is not over yet, and everyone who comes and goes is being inspected.

So, what do we do now?

That's why the hyenas came from the North and South.

If the civil war isn't over, I'll start a quarrel and eat a torn country.

‘Nasty bastards. ’

It was a compliment, of course, even if I were them.

You may have more planned, but that's all you need to know.

That's all I can handle.

Buck up.

I got out of the bathtub.

Rachel handed me a towel. I used it to clean myself up and put on some clothes.

It was a garment sent by Prince Asshole himself. Rachel locked the button behind my back.

No, I don't have a button on my back.

You can't even beat yourself to death.

“It looks good on you. ”

Rachel says, hairing her wet hair.

“What kind of clothes don't suit me? ”

“…… Your face is thick. ”

“He's also my charm. ”

I made a few jokes and stepped out.

“Need some help?”

Rachel shakes her head in the background.

“If we were here to fight, we'd be dead already. ”

I've had a long standing life ahead of me.

As you step outside, a note falls to the floor.

I picked it up, read it, put it in my pocket, and walked through the long orange glowing corridor with a long sunset.

Some of the servants looked at me and bowed their heads.

Now I heard ‘a foreign spy if I didn't know Chris' in the palace.

The hero who saved the kingdom, the hero who ended the civil war.

He was calling me that out there.

“Can I show you to your place? ”

One of the passing maids lowered her eyes and said with a red face.

“That's kind of you. It's okay. ”

I passed her into the garden.

The gardens of the Sercado Palace were the most beautiful and complex of the three continents.

It was also called the garden of the maze.

I walked through the garden to the eastern fountain.

“It's a brutal page. ”

Behind the fountain, an old man walks out of the darkness, "dragging" and smiling.

“I think it's a friendly page. ”

Abel, the spearhead. He wears a neat suit with his hair brushed off like it was during the day.

Serca was not a garment. That dress over the black jacket on the white shirt was from Tess' side.

“Let me get this straight. ”

“We're not done yet. You can drink wine slowly. ”

I don't mean to make fun of you, but it's a habit.

Abel frowned slightly at my words and said,

“Exile.”

It was an endless horse.

“Why should I? ”

“Your spear is incomplete. Don't you want to go all the way? If you don't want your talents to rot, follow me. ”

Abel the Great deserves to say that.

Chang Wang is someone who can afford such arrogance.

And yet my answer was fixed.

If it had been me in my thirty-nine years, I might have shed some emotional tears as soon as I heard this.

But not right now.

I have as good a teacher as King Abel.

There are knights following me.

Above all, the burdens on my shoulders do not weigh lightly.

“I decline.”

“Tsk, I think so. ”

Abel stepped in front of me with his tongue fastened.

“You know I took care of you, right? ”

“Who?”

Abel grins as he pulls the strings.

“I won't look after you next time. ”

“Do you like oak trees? Do you like Cedar?”

“Huh?"

Teggis prefers to store for generations.

“I'll squeeze the coffin. ”

“Come."

Abel laughs loudly once more, and then makes a volatile move.

He's a tough old man to kill.

Of course he's a great warehouse knight.

If you ask me if I can win a duel, I don't know.

In fact, I'm not so sure, but if you tell me to kill it, I'm confident.

As Abel left, there was a sudden rush of fatigue.

For two days, I felt like I was squeezing out all the muscles in my body and fighting.

“Rachel.”

“Yes."

“You don't have to come. ”

“Just in case. ”

Seeing her stepping on my back, I opened my mouth.

“Let's get some sleep. ”

“…… is that an order? ”

“No! Not that sleep, I'm really going to bed. ”

She can't crack jokes.

* * *

Four days later, an immediate breakfast was held.

Edik, the only direct descendant, became king.

The lion in the North Ice and the elephant in the South immediately turned into a celebration envoy.

I'm celebrating while I'm here.

“I will place the duc on the throne of the former hero who ended this civil war. ”

And no one complained about the position that came down on me.

On an angry day, Ebun looks at me, and the southern Bratan looks at me.

Instead, they just rushed away from my eyes.

“I offer you the old Savenade estate, the Ventess estate, and the vomit. ”

“The castle is doomed. ”

I was the only beneficiary of the civil war.

The ferryman is dead and Decillo is missing.

I stood behind the prince and branded everyone who saw my position at the same time.

I, who led the prince, became the only duchess, not of royal blood.

He received the largest vomit in the land.

“I look forward to it. ”

He became his patron at the same time as the king's patron.

“I'm just doing my best to protect the fence. ”

I told you, the prince pretends to be an adult and nods.

The real civil war ended, and the hordes that attended the king on the outskirts were slaughtered there a few days later.

After this battle, Whelken has still been called the Knight of the Forge.

I thought it was because he was carrying around Rydos Ben's head.

Digo was called 'Knight of the Ten' and Alice was firmly named 'Baisa Alice’.

The Goddess of Battle, she seemed to be quite satisfied.

And so I was able to return to the land.

Now I'm greeted by a territory wider than ever before.

“You'll be really busy from now on. ”

The civil war was just a flare.

I knew what was going to happen to this continent, and the real beginning was now.

“We need to build up our troops and build strength. ”

Lind asked me.

“What are you doing that for? ”

Of course you're asking.

“War.”

Two years until the real war.

History may have changed because of me, but you have at least two years.

"Knng."

Jenryd snorts at my words.

Well, he's always excited about fighting.

“Trust Baisa Alice. ”

Alice mutters. I think she's just starting to like her title.

“The Dozens' Digo is leaving. ”

Crazy bastard.

“I'll cut your thighs off. ”

I made it to Wheelken.

They're not normal after all.

Of course I am, too. "Prepare for war." That's why my heart beats.

Immediately, the cheers of the people of the land towards us rang out.

“Heroes of War! Chris!"

Of course, I didn't feel bad. Tonight I will roast some meat and pour out some wine!