I am the Monarch

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Fortunately, Mt. Myel is silent.

As the margins continued, author Porter's knights had control of the labor traffic.

Roan actively takes advantage of Calian's tears and leaves the mountain, avoiding people's eyes.

He moves south, not north of where the rose army is.

The destination is a plain on the southern border of the kingdom.

‘The hottest and hottest place in the Rhine Kingdom. ’

Roan wanted to put Raid's ashes in the hottest place.

‘If you think about it, I'd like to take you to Mount Etna.... ’

Volcanic Etna attracts sea urchin lava.

However, Mount Etna was also located at the south-eastern end of the Kingdom of DS.

Roan can't cross the border without a permit at the moment.

"Dear Raid, This is the hottest place in the Rhine Kingdom. ’

I thought that the heat was closer to the energy of the sun than the energy of fire, but there was still something in common.

Roan dug up the land in the rare plains and took care of Raid's remains.

He heaps the dirt together and lays wood and grass on it.

‘That's all I can do for you. ’

He uses the flint to light a fire.

Bloop.

The dry trees and grass quickly burned.

‘If the Flamdor Manat was so skilled, flicking a finger would have ignited it. ’

Roan sits down, gazing at the blazing flames.

Try managing Mana law in a place other than Viete for the first time.

The breath clears, and a breath of air flows into your body.

Obviously, Mana is less dense than Viete's space.

But...

‘Ah……. ’

Exciting excitement wrapped around my body.

‘It's hot.'

Mana, who wields her body, is filled with the fire.

In the process of managing, so much energy was separated that it has never been able to compare.

The energy of fire flows fiercely along the Manaroed.

With a steady breath, Roan accumulates the energy of fire in Manahall.

Manahole, which was only the size of a coin, swells up a little and soon becomes half the size of a fist.

“Whew.”

He takes a deep breath and slowly opens his eyes.

Shhh.

An active flame fades away, fading away.

Is it because I absorbed the fire's energy? ’

Roan rises from his seat, smiling bloody.

I feel like I want to start a fire around it and only practice Mana.

However, operating Mana law in this wasteland was quite dangerous.

‘Obviously, it's a lot easier than the rare Blue Dragon. ’

I was happy and satisfied enough.

Roan lowers his head after adding a little more wood and grass to the burning flames.

"I will write a new history with the laws of Manah and the laws of authority you have left me. ’

With a thank-you note, Roan takes a step forward, leaving behind a commitment.

Hrrrrrrr.

The red flame dances as if to say goodbye.

* * *

Roan heads north.

However, this time, I used land, not ships.

Destination: King do Mills.

‘I need to see Chris. ’

Why I'm going to see Chris on my way back to the Rose Army.

‘There are clear memories of wars, battles, royal troops and tactics……. ’

Other memories were not very reliable.

Especially when it comes to commercial rights and merchants.

‘By the time I died, all the Goldmaster sales had taken over. ’

I didn't have a lot of memories of other traders.

‘In the future, we need a stable source of income. ’

To do that, I had to grow young merchants, merchants and businesses from now on.

However, even after going through the memories in my head, there was no one worth investing in.

‘If it's not in the memory, you have to find it yourself. ’

Roan was going to ask Chris to do it.

‘There is no place with more people than the king or Mills. ’

There must be many young merchants who are frustrated by the reality.

I had to choose talented and anticipated people from among them.

‘Chris can do it. ’

Roan bites his lower lip.

The king's pace toward Mills began to accelerate.

Walking hard and walking again allowed the king to arrive at Milr sooner than expected.

The last time I visited Castle Mill was about ten times.

It was a place where there was not much of a connection with Roan.

‘But in this life, it's different. ’

In order to get to higher ground, the king had to make friends with Mills.

Fortunately, the gates were cleared faster than anyone else.

The position of deputy fifth grade of the Royal Army.

Roan heads straight for Risa Street.

The same street that Chris told me to visit when he left.

“Here! Fruits from the south! ”

“There are herbs from the Grains! There are also herbs from the waters of the Mars River! ”

“I have good paper! There's good ink! ”

“Check out the wheat on the Plain of Pedian! ”

Noisy crowd.

Dozens of different businesses and hundreds of small and large shops were located on either side of the well-stretched street.

Risa Street smells more like life than upscale shopping streets. ’

There was no place like Risa Street here in Mill Castle.

Of course, Roan's personal taste.

He asks the people coming and going where Chris is.

"Oh, you already have a travel agency. ’

Roan was genuinely pleased.

‘I can't go empty-handed. ’

He heads to a nearby fruit shop.

“Oh my! Welcome! What kind of fruit would you like? Strawberries are so sweet these days. ”

Roan nods, eating a strawberry from his host.

“A basket of strawberries, please. ”

“Oh my! Thank you! ”

The host put strawberries on a broad leaf and started hanging around.

After Shem, Roan makes his way to Chris' travel agency.

“Where was I...? ”

He pauses and looks left and right.

“Ah……. ”

Suddenly, a momentary elasticity flowed out.

‘It's too old, but too old. ’

The building is too shabby for other shops.

You see a small sign in front of him.

< Chris travel agency. >

‘This is it. ’

After briefly tidying up the wardrobe, Roan opens the door and goes inside.

“Welcome! ”

Strong voice.

I heard a familiar voice in my ears.

Chris jumps up from his seat, taking a hard look at the documents, placing a desk in a tight space.

“Help you with what……. ”

He greets and comes forward, looking at Roan and stiffening.

Roan smiles faintly and lowers his head slightly.

“Hello, Chris. It's been a long time."

“Ro, Deputy Roan? ”

Chris stammers in surprise.

Roan smiles and gives out the strawberries in his hand.

“Do you want to eat strawberries together? ”

* * *

Boom!

With a loud bang, the rubble splashes everywhere.

“Birch! You can't destroy the liquor! ”

The young soldiers scream in surprise.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man smashed the liquor, smiling brightly and swinging the spear he was holding.

Thump, thump! Tongue!

The massive stones that fell to the ground rise up into the air.

Quack quack.

I feel a rush of energy in my hands.

Pa!

The window cracked open the space.

A clear remnant leaves its tail.

Puck! Puck! Puebuck!

The rocks that were lifted up into the air were scattered to dust without falling to the ground.

Wonderful.

It was literally like seeing a god's skill.

The middle-aged man shredded his spear and exhaled for a long time.

“Good. Morning training is over! ”

Soldiers howl at you.

“Ah……. Now he's dead. ”

“I told you not to smash the liquor.... ”

The middle-aged man moved his steps, ignoring the words.

He walks loudly into the corridor with his muddy shoes to his office.

“Hoo! I knew the morning training was the freshest! ”

The middle-aged man smiled satisfactorily, stealing the sweat flowing to his sleeve.

Both hands, clothes, and shoes are covered in dirt.

But he didn't care at all.

Rather, I put my foot on a desk with all kinds of paper piles laying around.

At that time, the door opened wide and a middle-aged man dressed as a clean conquest appeared.

He stands in front of a muddy man and spews out a long breath.

“Hoo. Baron Baker. You smashed the liquor again? ”

I heard an eerie voice.

“Kevin. When we're alone, just say your name. Who the hell is Baker, Baker? Just call me Earl Rail. ”

Very playful gestures and expressions.

This earthy middle-aged man was the birthmark of rail baker, famously a prodigy of spear.

Kevin, the butler of the writer, who's been with him for over thirty years, frowns.

“Even though we are nobles without territory, we have dignity to protect as nobles of the party. And do you know how much work I have to do as a nobleman? There are still many who would like to meet Mr Baker, or Mr Rail, and invitations and rivers to events hosted by various institutions in the kingdom……. ”

When the horse goes on like that.

Rail raises right hand.

“Stop. Stop nagging, okay? How much work do you have to do? ”

At that point, Kevin steps forward and sweeps a pile of paper and letters across the desk with both arms.

“This is all that remains, except for the weights. ”

A paper mountain that rises on your desk.

At that moment, the rail frowns and gives a strange look.

“Huh? What's all this? ”

“You don't do any work, you practice spear all day, so this is how you stack. ”

A dull voice.

Kevin is a little edgy.

The rail stops silent as it lets out a groan.

‘If you make a mistake here, you should suffer nagging all ten days. ’

He glances at Kevin and slips his hand between the blobs of paper.

“Hmmm.”

Awkward cough sounds.

I meant to ask you to leave, but Kevin is stuck.

< Please review it quickly. >

That's what his eyes said.

The rail gazes at the blob of paper, reliving its taste.

“Mmm-hmm. Here's your request for a lecture at Miller's Academy. Rejected last year because I did. This is an invitation to a party by an immature Duke. The writer here refused because he had an argument last time. This area last month……. ”

Phew. Phew. Phew. Phew.

Paper blobs and letters were busy flying from side to side.

The rail was shouting for no, roughly looking at the sender and the title.

Kevin's body begins to tremble.

Just before the explosion.

There's no way the noticeable rail couldn't have found it.

‘I'm angry. I'm angry. ’

The rail, which was about to throw another letter, stopped immediately.

Then, I looked at the envelope pretending to look carefully.

“Hmm. From Baron Aaron Tate on the Eastern Border. Baron Aron Tate... ”

To release Kevin's anger, I recalled the memory of pretending to be troubled on purpose.

“Ah! You were the one the king met at Mill's forge! You have a good eye for picking out spears. ”

A forge run by a blacksmith who is said to be within three fingers in the Rhine Kingdom.

The rail meets Aaron at one of the regular forges.

He carefully examines the weapons one by one, unlike any other nobleman, and then buys a spear that the rails had put in place.

‘I liked him because he was different from the other vanity mass nobles. ’

At that time, we agreed to meet next in full disclosure.

‘It turns out they specialized in Monster Subjugation Operation on the Pedian Plain and this slan battle. ’

Rail also heard the news about the 7th Army.

Suddenly I was intrigued.

“I wonder what Baron Tate wrote all those letters about. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.” The rail tore the envelope, singing a nostril.

And for a moment, I searched through the contents of the letter and burst into laughter.

“Huh! I thought he was a decent guy, but he was full of shit. ”

He kicks his tongue and shakes his head.

Kevin, who was watching, frowns.

“What is this about? ”

He wondered the same thing.

The rail glances at the letter, smiling heavily.

“Here's what it says. There's an eighteen-year-old 5-year-old deputy in his unit who discovered the Goblin ambush and slaughtered a Goblin Longevity Monk. Not only that, they found out about monsters' massive raid operations early in the Pedian Plain and even dealt with Ogres. This isn't the only thing that's fascinating. Orc Longevity... I didn't have enough to finish the Prelli River handicraft. ”

“You cut Cedec's head off? ”

Kevin sneaks up on you.

“Huh?"

The rail looks a little surprised.

“How did you know that? ”

Kevin shakes his head, asking questions.

“So I told you to read the combat report carefully. ”

Bumpy noise.

The rail is wide open.

“So this is all true? ”

“Yes, if that's a letter from Baron Aaron Tate, seventh platoon captain. ”

Kevin replies with a grumpy expression.

Rail, on the other hand, still looks surprised.

“Hey, this is all true, right? ”

The tail of my mouth slipped up.

Then I hear Kevin's voice.

“This slan battle report also shows that the soldier who beheaded Baerlin was a rank five deputy. ”

“Oh!”

The rail trembles.

An eighteen-year-old boy soldier with a specialty like this? ’

As expected, the outstanding man who picked the weapon couldn't help but look at the person.

He looks at Kevin with a letter.

He's still staring at himself with sharp eyes.

‘If I stay here, I will continue to listen to my nagging.... ’

I looked at the letter again.

‘The contents of the letter are also interesting……. ’

I was also curious about the place of the 7th Legion that has become famous these days.

‘I haven't been to the eastern border in a while……. ’

A smile came to my mouth.

He waves his letter and looks at Kevin.

“Kevin. I'm gonna head over to the eastern border. ”

Kevin shakes his head at that.

He pointed to clumps of paper, letters, and invitations piled up in droves.

“There's still so much to check out. ”

Determined voice and attitude.

The rail nods, smiling and smiling.

Then he got up from his seat and took away all the clumps of paper from the desk with his right arm.

Paaaaaaaah!

Papers and letters that glow in the air.

“W-what is this...? ”

Kevin stammers with a surprised look on his face.

You hear the funky sound of the rail.

“Decline them all. ”

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