I am the Monarch

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'24 years old.'

Roan sighs for a moment.

'A year to go.'

It was urgent.

Even in the same Rhine Kingdom, it was hard to get a handle on, but the opponent was Prince of the Persian Kingdom.

'But I don't want to let him die.......'

Several plans passed through my mind.

Roan soon bit his lower lip.

'Even if I remember all kinds of events, accidents, wars, battles, and characters, I still miss too much.'

How could I have forgotten such big events, accidents, great characters and treasures?

But it was a memory.

If I didn't care, I slowly sank to the bottom of the water.

The same is true of the memory of Manus Persian.

He clearly remembered what he looked like, but was completely unconscious until he heard Chris' story.

'If it wasn't for Chris, he would have found out after he died.'

I was neglectful.

At that time, I only used the necessary memories for the situation, and I was missing out on the really important things.

'One day, I'll make sure to organize the key memories.'

Roan looks at Chris, removing the thoughts from his head.

"How long before the outcome of the war is known?"

"It will take at least ten days."

All countries on the continent, including the Rhine Kingdom, have not yet formally operated an information organization.

Instead, the border troops were looking for outside news and were reporting through regular soldiers.

The quality of the information itself is poor, and the transfer speed is also significantly slower.

Occasionally, they used professional couriers, messengers, and intelligence groups, but this was not comparable to agencies already equipped with systematic and capable informants.

'Mmm. Ten days.......'

Time neither long nor short.

'Before that, we need to weave a favorable game.'

It was also difficult to make a splash.

I had to get along well with Roan's plans.

'Hmm.'

It was difficult.

Alone, there was a crowd.

'I need to talk to Clay.'

Clay should be able to come up with something.

After clearing his mind, Roan gives Chris new instructions.

"First, I want you to investigate Prince Manus Persian and the Persian kingdom. Don't overdo it."

"Yes, I understand."

Chris bows slightly.

"Then, shall we go meet the young merchants?"

"Yes, I'm waiting in the reception room."

Chris nods and wakes up.

The two of them left the bureau, discussing stories about the Persian kingdom.

Boom.

The door closes and Roan and Chris disappear.

A bird sits by the window as if it was waiting, and it flies up.

*

Lydia in the wood business and Eska in the catering industry were much younger and more outstanding women than I expected.

They were as resilient and confident as Chris had chosen them to be.

It was not that there was no disrespect.

Lydia and Eska have asked Roan all the necessary questions.

The discourse continued until sunset.

And finally.

"Lydia Timber will follow Baron Tail."

"Eska Restaurant will follow Baron Tail."

They decided to do a big business against the continent.

Accepting Roan's offer.

Roan was delighted to be there with a tremendous amount of support and investment.

At the same time, he created an organization called the Tail Business and placed Lydia Timber, Eska Restaurant and Ford Mining Company under his command.

'The merchant guild will take care of the transportation business here.......'

Purchase of cheap farms in the Eastern Kingdom based on the new resources will provide a solid economic basis.

'We should organize a new merchant guild and send it to the Eastern Kingdom. By now, all kinds of farms will be cheap.......'

Around that time, Roan suddenly opened his eyes wide.

'Estelle and Persian kingdoms.......'

At that moment, I thought of a way to make a favorable game about the Persian Empire.

Though it was not in perfect form yet, a blurry skull protruded.

'I must convene a meeting.'

Roan wasn't a genius.

Especially in areas other than war and combat, they were no different from ordinary people.

But he was not ashamed of asking questions and learning.

Lydia and Eska convened the meeting shortly after.

With the exception of Austin in Elton territory, several of the leading talent, including White Captain Harrison, Brian and Clay, and several of the Dozens attended the meeting.

For a short while, the war between Byron and Istel and the Persian kingdoms continued.

"Hmm. Manus Persion......."

"You have a great character."

Everyone burst low elasticity.

Roan nods.

"That's right. He's a great guy. But this is not the time to be amazed."

Clay smiles faintly at the end of his speech.

"You intend to turn him on our side."

Roan nods slowly.

"Yes. I intend to win Prince Manus Persian over."

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed dry saliva with a nervous look.

A commoner who has just joined the noble world will deal with a foreign prince.

It must be easy, or very difficult.

"Let me tell you what I've been thinking about."

For a while, Roan laid out plans with only a handful of things.

Clay and many others sometimes nodded, sometimes shaking their heads and reacting.

The long story finally came to an end.

"What do you think?"

Roan cautiously asked.

People give you a serious look and nod slightly.

"I don't think that's bad."

"But it's too sloppy at the moment."

Roan nods silently.

It was a self-acknowledgement part.

At that moment, Clay smiles and opens his mouth.

"I've revised some of the lord's plans, would you like to hear them?"

Then, a meticulous and firm scheme unfolded.

As Clay's story continues, people look greatly impressed.

"You made this right here? '

'It is the perfect plan as if it had been prepared in advance.'

Clay's story was truly remarkable.

Even Roan couldn't hide his surprised look, hiding his usual face well.

'Fantastic.'

Pure admiration.

I had to leave my heart or values and admit one ability.

"What do you think?"

Clay, who finished the story, carefully asks.

Roan looks around the people in the conference room.

People nod slightly whenever their eyes meet.

It means everyone admits Clay's tactics.

He takes a deep breath and looks Clay straight in the eyes.

"Very well. Prepare yourself."

"Yes, leave it to me."

Clay lowers his head slightly and clenches his fist.

'Opportunity.'

He has now been promoted to General Manager of the Supply Manager with his specialty in the last insurgency.

But Clay wasn't satisfied with his level at the moment.

At least I wanted to be able to oversee the administration of the territory, not the General Administrator of the Army, but the position of the General Administrator.

'Of course, that's not my final goal either…..'

Higher ground, higher ground, greater power.

Clay's aim was much higher.

"Thanks to the good news from the Doomsday Bird, we have a good opportunity. '

I had a strange smile on my mouth.

*

"Manus Persion?"

Simon frowns.

It was so shocking to hear from Roan.

'It is surprising that the Byron and Istel kingdoms teamed up to attack the Persian kingdoms.......'

As Manus acted, the Persian Empire won the war?

It was hard to believe.

"Have you ever heard of the Second Prince of the Persian Kingdom?"

According to Simon, Birch of Thio Ruin looks back on his old memories and replies.

"I've heard rumors of quite resourceful things since I was a child, but not particularly. Rather, Reytas Persion, the First Prince, is known to be a very talented man."

"Yes. I've heard of Reytas."

Simon and the other nobles nod.

It was the same with Roan.

'Reytas is the next great king of the Persian Empire. He was a brave and outstanding king. But also…'

It's brilliant.

He died at the age of forty, suffering from a mysterious illness.

The Persian Empire was then divided into four smaller nations.

I didn't know the story behind it.

'Soon after, I was dead too.'

I felt bad for no reason.

'By the way, both brothers died of illness. Even the Persian Empire is quite unlucky......?!'

About that time, I felt the lightning rush into my head.

"Really?"

I came up with a strange hypothesis.

Wasn't it a natural illness? '

It was speculation, but the possibility was also sufficient.

One of the biggest differences between my previous life and my life was that I watched a kingdom far away and closely.

'Perhaps it is here that the royal court is more fierce than the battlefield.'

A place filled with people who want to be kings and people who want to make kings.

'If the Persian Empire is not so different from here, it is likely that there was a battle over the throne's succession competition. But who made them sick.......'

I hear Simon's voice when I think about it.

"Baron Tail. Is that why you're going to see Manus Persian?"

"Ah....... Ah, yes. We'd better approach you from our side before any more princes hear from you."

Roan quickly clears out the clutter in his head and bows.

Simon rubs his chin with one hand and worries.

"Hmm."

It wasn't a bad offer.

But I wasn't attracted to it either.

"The Persian Empire is far from our kingdom of Rhine. Do we really need to work with such a distant country?"

Roan raises his head and looks at Simon.

The calm eyes.

He replied with a bold voice.

"The Byron and Estelle kingdoms lie between our kingdom of Rhine and Persian kingdoms. Naturally, it is the basis of a strategy to make friendships with far-off countries and attack nearby countries."

Simon nods.

"Yes. That can't be wrong. But wouldn't a king or a prince be good enough to have a relationship?"

"That's......."

Roan blurs for a moment.

I felt like I wanted to reveal everything I knew about the future.

'Last year, right after Manus died, the current king, Abed von Persion, chose Reytas, the First Prince, and withdrew to the old man in the back room. If the same thing happens in this life, giving it to the king at this point is not a good choice.'

But even 1st Prince Reytas was not a good choice.

Simon knew why.

After clearing his head, Roan replies.

"Abd von Persion, the king of the Persian kingdom, is very incapable. And he's a corrupt king with luxury and pleasure. It's not a good choice to give it to someone like this."

It was somewhat true.

Abed is more concerned with the blushing than he is with the sperm.

One of the reasons Byron Kingdom attacked the Persian Kingdom was because of Abyd's inability to do so.

Even the peoples of the Persian Empire were very surprised to find such hordes as Reytas and Manus born on the shoulders of Abed.

Roan's words continue.

"First Prince Reytas Persian, you know why it's not a good choice, even if I don't have to tell you."

Simon speaks in a loud voice, terrified to the end.

"He's a friend of Column's."

Colum Lines, the Three Princes of the Rhine Kingdom, and Reytas Persian, the First Prince of the Persian Kingdom, were close friends who had experience in anatomy with each other.

Faith, the sage of the continent, gathered the princes of each kingdom and taught them a lesson. She studied and became friendly with them and has been exchanging letters ever since.

Simon sighs briefly.

"After all, making friends with Manus is the only option."

At that, Roan shakes his head.

"That's not true. It will be the best choice, I assure you."

"Excellent….. how can you be so sure?"

As if there was no information about Manus, Simon asked somewhat questionably.

Instead of answering, Roan looks at Simon's eyes quietly.

Confident eyes.

Simon looks into those eyes and nods.

"Good."

My mouth went up gently.

"Baron Tail. Do as you will."

At last, permission has been given.

Roan lowers his head.

"Thank you."

This is how Roan's journey to the Persian kingdom was decided.

Meet the man, Manus Persian, who died too soon by the love of God and got another chance at life for an unknown reason.

The two people who live very different lives will soon meet.

At this point, Roan had no idea what was going to happen to him.

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