I am the Monarch

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'Hmm.'

Roan swallowed his sights and sights.

The Eastern Kingdom is suffering from a more severe food crisis than expected.

Despite the passage of the Merchant Guild procession, dead bodies creep up beside them. Occasionally, the village smells of death.

The Istells rushed in like crazy when they saw the procession, begging, and the invasion of bandits like supernatural bandits and bandits continued.

'The food shortage will continue until the fall of next year.'

The sudden decline in the production of unknown grains has improved since next year, but the situation of the Eastern Kingdom has not improved due to the good farming in the year ahead.

'Next year and next year. Until then, we must build a foundation within the Eastern Kingdom.'

The platform was the purchase of farmland in the Estelle Kingdom, specifically for long-term leases of farmland.

Currently, the Kingdom of Estelle was giving away farms that were deprived of intelligence, not just peasants, but even nobles.

But no one in the kingdom of Estelle had the capacity to buy them.

No, even if I did, no one would buy a useless land that didn't grow anything.

In the end, the Kingdom of Istel allowed farmers to sell their land to foreigners, not their own people.

However, it is not a complete sale, but a 50-year long-term lease format.

They were desperate for this kind of funding.

Nevertheless, very few people were involved in purchasing farmland.

Even foreigners thought the land of the Estelle Kingdom was a godforsaken land, cursed by God.

'We rent them out in bulk.'

A situation where the price has already fallen.

Others say it's stupid, and they finger it and laugh, but it doesn't matter to Roan.

Because he knew that his intelligence was rising again next year.

Then.

"I can see Ceres Castle!"

The middle-aged man in the lead shouted loudly.

At the end of the stretch of the road, a magnificent and massive castle is revealed.

'That's where King Ceres of the Estelle Kingdom is.'

Roan swallows dry water without even knowing it.

It was the first place I visited in my last life and this whole life.

The scale of Ceres Castle was great.

It looked bigger than the Kingdom of the Rhine, Milr.

'The power of the Estelle Kingdom was originally much stronger than ours.'

The Eastern Kingdom was a rich and powerful nation based on enormous grain output.

Now that grain production has fallen, even the national power has become distorted.

In the meantime, the leader of the Merchant Guild arrives in front of the guards.

"Are you guys the grain merchants?"

The skinny guards ask with a slightly excited face.

Clay opens the carriage door and gives you an answer with just his face.

"Yes, I have brought plenty of grain."

At the end of the sentence, the guards shake their hands and shout.

"Pass! The grain market is near the East Gate!"

The voice of urgency.

The inspection of the royal province, not elsewhere, was so sloppy.

Even Royal Guards pass through grain merchants.

Clay looks down and closes the wagon door.

"The Grain Merchant Guild!"

"Look at those sacks!"

As you enter the castle, residents swarm like bees.

But like the rest of the village, he didn't touch things or block the way.

They were just reminded of a huge pile of grain.

"Uh, how much did you bring?"

"Is there anything else I can get you?"

They expect their food prices to drop due to the abundance of grain.

Roan smiles bitterly, silent.

'The amount we've brought is quite good, but the price of food cannot go down.'

There was also a shortage of food, but the bigger reason was because of the black market.

Currently, the Estelle Kingdom has been managing grain markets directly in the Kingdom to cover the shortages.

At the same time, he was buying grain at the same price to prevent the price of food from exploding.

However, the way the Estelle Kingdom operates has not been attractive to merchants seeking to leave even the slightest margin of prosperity.

Thanks to this, a black market has emerged that specializes in grain only throughout the kingdom.

The black market caused a huge spike in grain prices, and by the time it was sold through several merchants to the people of the kingdom again, it was so expensive that it could not be purchased.

In the Kingdom of Estelle, there was a lot of blood in the black market administration, but the opening and closing didn't do much good.

The price of grain continued to rise, with the average kingdom getting shipped more frequently.

It was much more effective for Roan to use the black market, rather than the official grain market, to leave a big gap.

'But we use the official grain market.'

What was important to him now was to impress the Estelle Kingdom and the people of the kingdom that the Charity Merchant Guild was a strong and trustworthy merchant.

A merchant procession with thoughts like this arrived at the grain market near the East Gate.

"What is the trade name?"

The head of Morgol who committed the plot looked at the grain carts and asked.

Clay grins and gives out a merchant's license.

"I'm the Cherity Merchant Guild."

He entered his name on the list and waved his hand.

"Check the quantity!"

As soon as the order went through, the mayors started counting sacks of grain.

In the meantime, the mayor negotiated a price with Clay.

No, actually, the word was bargaining, just notifying them of a fixed price.

"Great, I'll sell it at that price."

Clay nods without a second thought.

"Yes? Oh, yes."

He looked a little surprised.

It was the first merchant to sell grain without complaint.

"Excellent. I'm glad things are moving so quickly."

The leader smiles, quickly filling out the paperwork, and hands it over to Clay.

I was afraid I might change my mind.

Clay carefully examines the documents and signs off at one end.

The sacks of grain have been moved to one side of the market from the cart they just pulled.

"That's a lot more than I thought."

"Normally, I'd sell it on the black market."

The workers were carrying sacks and chatting amongst themselves.

Roan follows them around, carrying a sack.

That was the look of the Merchant Guild.

Thanks to this, there was not a single person who doubted Roan.

When the deal is concluded, the merchant party, including Roan and Clay, heads to the outskirts of the king.

They rented an entire flat.

It was not suspicious because there were quite a lot of merchants.

"I sold it to the official grain market, but it's still bigger than I thought."

"That's not a good food situation."

At Clay's words, Roan shakes his head with a bitter smile.

'It seems that the food situation is poor and the black market has raised the purchase price of grain....... but if you buy grain in this way, your treasury will soon run out.'

Even so, the Kingdom of Istel has spent enormous bounties on repeated wars and defeats.

When Roan thinks about things, Clay carefully asks.

"My lord, do you really have to buy a farm? Right now, the Eastern Kingdom's farmland is completely extinct and no grain seed can be planted."

Clay, who thinks he's smarter and smarter than anyone else, was very negative about this.

'This is just a waste of money.'

It was much more effective to buy land in the Rhine Kingdom with the money I made in grain sales.

Although the land is too expensive to buy large quantities, there is still a significant chance of failure in farming.

Roan shakes his head, smiling.

"Don't worry. My eyes must be. The farms of the Eastern Kingdom will regain their power next year."

A confident voice.

"If the Lord says so."

"I only follow the lord's orders."

Harrison and Brian no longer have any questions.

But...

"Hmm."

Clay's face still felt uneasy.

He wanted to confirm clear evidence and reasons.

But I couldn't push him away.

"The farm isn't expensive, so if something goes wrong, there won't be much damage."

Words with failures in mind.

Roan smiles faintly and nods quietly.

"Yeah, let's keep it that way."

At that point, Clay bows slightly.

"Well, I'll be buying the farm myself from tomorrow."

"Please."

Roan flinches.

About four days from tomorrow Clay was going to be farming himself every day.

Afterwards, he went to work with the real merchants who were with him, and Roan, Harrison, Brian and Clay decided to disguise themselves once again and move on to the Kingdom of Persion.

Roan looks back and says in a small voice.

"It's like we're in a hostile country. Keep your heads straight and don't make any mistakes."

"Yes, I understand."

Everyone replies in one voice and then bows.

He took a deep breath as he looked at him.

'I hope everything is alright.......'

Little breeze.

Whether the wind touched the sky or not, nothing really happened to Roan and his group.

But far away from them,

There is a strange crack in the Persian kingdom.

It was unclear, but at least something was wrong.

* * *

The King of the Persian Kingdom is also Altus Castle.

The southern gate of Altus Castle was wide open and the inside was crowded with a huge crowd.

They were standing on either side of the newly refurbished roadway, looking excited.

Then.

Boooooo!

Along with the sound of the horn, a group of people appear at the end of the giant improvement gate.

The leader of the herd was a young man on a white horse with a very handsome face.

He glances at the South Gate with a gentle smile.

"Hm? That's Prince 1st."

"Prince Reytas himself came out."

Some of the saints recognized the young man and chatted.

Young man, he was the First Prince of the Persian Kingdom and was Reytas Persian, known for his considerably missing talents.

He was originally popular with the king as well as the people of Altus.

The current king, Abed von Persion, was so incompetent that he couldn't wait to bet on Reytas, who had been pulled out in so many ways.

But...

"When is Prince Manus coming, by the way?"

"It's time for you to arrive soon."

"Khh! You single-handedly defeated the allies of Byron and Estelle!"

"You're amazing!"

The saints soon turned their heads to the south gate.

They make a ruckus with a excited expression.

Manus Persian is the one the saints are waiting for.

Manus, the hero of the Old Kingdom, has finally improved after defeating Byron and the Estelle alliance and reorganizing the borders.

The people's gaze and attention were all on Manus.

Reytas, situated in front of the Arch of Improvement, was out of interest.

"Hmm."

Reytas' gentle smile falters slightly.

My eyes trembled.

'Manus.......'

His name stayed between the throat and the ceiling.

One side of my chest aches.

'You've come out of this world.'

Something hot and big sat in the middle of my heart.

A brief blue glow appeared in his deep sunken eyes.

'People all over the world have raised me up to be a talent.......'

Reytas knew.

The real genius is his brother, Manus Persion.

'My dear brother, I was desperate when I realized I could not defeat you with my talent.'

Reytas and Manus were close.

Reytas cared for his brother Manus, and Manus followed his brother Reytas well.

However, as the two grew older, the relationship became strangely twisted.

Manus still admires Reytas and follows him well, but Reytas is a step away from him.

He was afraid.

I don't want to be consumed by Manus' enormous talent.

"I wanted you to travel and read books without any interest in politics or power….."

Fortunately, Manus does not reveal himself outside the world as Reytas wishes.

I was just obsessed with my favorite reading and travel, and spent a provocative day.

But the invasion of Byron and Estelle changed everything.

'When everyone agreed on humiliating terms and wanted to end the war, you insisted on fighting alone.'

Everyone says it's crazy, but Manus leads an army alone and completely defeats the enemy.

'And you became a hero of the realm, of the people of the kingdom.'

Manus, the two-prince who had no existence, was the hero who saved the country.

"Whew."

Reytas sighs briefly.

'Brother, my dear brother. What should I do with you?'

Manus could have taken his rightful place as king.

Manus' decency was enormous.

Reytas' thoughts deepen.

Then.

Deng, Deng! Deng!

Along with the bell, a vast army emerges from the gates.

Manus and his army of Manustimas have finally arrived.

The Persian Empire.

The kingdom enters the gates first.

Manustima Corps.

Manus Persion.

The short-term and the general followed.

And finally.

"Waaaahhhh!"

"Manus! Manus!"

"Manus Persion! Manus Persion!"

Manus Persian, hero of the Old Kingdom and second prince of the Kingdom, reveals himself in silver armor.

He looks like Reytas, but feels like a frog out of nowhere.

However, his eyes were deep and clear, and I felt relaxed and energetic in one gesture.

"Thank you all! Thank you for coming out like this!"

Manus smiles brightly and waves his hands at the saints.

"Huh?"

Later, you find Reytas at the end.

"Ugh!"

Manus quickly kicks the horse out of the boat and runs for Reytas.

Two or two.

The hoof sounds noisy.

Manus drops to the ground, pulling the wheel, leaving Reytas in front of him.

Boom.

The heavy armor trembles.

Manus takes a step toward Reytas, regardless.

Reytas glances at the figure and slowly steps down from the horse.

As he makes his way toward Manus, Manus suddenly flies to the ground.

Phew!

Rough hug.

Manus smiles brightly and hugs Reytas roughly.

"Bro! I'm back!"

It is not the royal way at all.

However, it was true without a lie.

Reytas stands still and gently hugs Manus on his back.

"Yes, well done."

Soft voice.

The brother stood still for a while, hugging him like that.

Moment.

"Waaaahhhh!"

The Seongsters vomited tremendous screams.

At the same time.

"Manus! Manus!"

"Manus Persion! Manus Persion!"

Everyone admired Manus' name.

I didn't hear Reytas' name anywhere.

Reytas shrugs Manus and buries his head on his shoulder.

His smile softly solidified.

He sighed briefly.

'Ah....... my dear brother Manus, I love you.......'

My heart froze.

'I don't think I can do this.'

Once more, a short sigh passed.

His sigh disappears like the wind on Manus' shoulders.

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