I am the Monarch

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A huge watchtower on top of the castle.

A man watches as Roan marches out with an army.

He was Roan's henchman and director of Agents, Chris.

When other shamans were given important missions, he was also given important missions.

"With the Lord on the move, we raise the surveillance system to the highest level. Dispatch Agence's informants and all surveillance animals assigned by the Druid Administration."

"But if you do that, the other information line will stop completely."

Fence said with a worried expression.

But Chris insisted.

"The important thing now is to keep an eye on him. I won't miss a sound of his coughing since this time."

"Mmm-hmm. Yes. I understand."

Fence bows his head, no more burying.

But I couldn't hide it as much as one question.

"But is he really going to move?"

"If there's anything, it must be moving. Because......."

Chris blurred his words for a moment.

Fence looks Chris in the face, swallowing his drought.

"This is a great opportunity."

This was not just Chris' idea.

It was also the thoughts of Roan and Clay who set up this scheme.

"Hmm."

Fence nods silently.

The two stood guard until the procession was invisible.

That's how time passed.

* * *

The news of Baron Tail came to Milr about ten days later.

It was still lacking in information delivery systems.

At first, he took a look at the boundaries of a large troop movement, but he rather laughed loudly and showed little interest after he learned that their goal was to conquer Lake Foucane.

Most people thought that the postwar war on Lake Foucane was reckless and meaningless.

"I finally got my tail!"

The door to Director Agence's office opens wide, revealing Fence.

Chris, who was trapped in a huge pile of paperwork, jumps to his feet.

"As expected."

"Yes, as expected from the Lord and Director Clay."

Fence gives out the paper he was holding with a faint smile.

Chris frowned while reading what was written on the paper.

"Earl Jonathan Chase, not Duke Bradley Webster."

"Yes, that's why there was confusion among the informants."

Chris nods in response to Fence.

"Very well. We'll continue our surveillance on him."

"I understand."

Fence leaps out of the Director's office with an answer.

Urgent situation.

I couldn't wait any longer.

'Cali Orwells. You took the bait.'

Originally, she was surveilling Cali with Roan's orders.

However, many battles that continued indefinitely from Foucaine Exodus prevented us from fully operating the information power.

I was aware that Cali was displaying unsanitary movements, but I wasn't sure of the exact nature.

'Plus, Cali's first line was Duke Bradley Webster.'

Cali has been sending bribes to Duke Bradley Webster ever since Ioan divided the Tails.

Thanks to this, the intelligence gathering and analysis of Agents was confusing.

Among these, Roan and Clay devise a plan.

That was the Battle of Lake Porsche.

There were two objectives for the battle of Lake Porsche.

One is literally subjugating Lake Porsche.

And one thing made Cali's conspiracy float on the surface.

What you would expect to see if things changed significantly around you.

The results were accurate.

Unlike before, Cali moved very badly to see if the battle for Lake Foucane was an excellent opportunity for the Tail Army.

Agents didn't miss this opportunity.

Moreover, Agents now had a number of surveillance animals assigned by the Druid Administration.

'Eventually, Cali found out that it was Earl Jonathan Chase who was lining up. Moreover, he already dominated most of the Earl's military rights.......'

In a way, Cali's cancer had spread throughout the erl to the extent that she didn't know it was going to happen this far.

But this wasn't Chris' fault, Agents' fault.

The kingdom was too vast.

Moreover, Roan went through so much in such a short time.

The agencies that have just been born are almost impossible to figure out.

And...

'The most important thing for us is not Earl Lancefield, but the Lord.'

Io was pushed out of priorities.

Even so, I almost missed it without the help of the Druid Administration.

Chris quickly wrote a report and released his statement.

Food!

He tilted his head to the left and to the right, and flew out the window with a strong flap.

His leg had a little canyon with a report on it.

Chris takes a deep breath looking up at the southern sky.

'My Lord, the red season is coming again.'

Bloody season.

There was a time of war coming.

* * *

"That's enormous."

Brian, who wears heavy armor, sticks out his tongue as he looks at the lake's edge.

I had already used the Tail Navy fleet in the rebellion of Baron Elton Court, but it felt much bigger than before.

Roan smiles happily and nods.

"Dive did a great job."

To be honest, it was more than I expected.

Tail navy vessels that were built to be much tougher and more agile than normal sailboats were predominantly triangulated sails, making them easier to navigate and fairly fast in reverse winds.

Sharp iron spikes along the circumference of the ship, as well as the sailors, disrupted the access of the underwater monsters.

In addition, he thoroughly analyzed the topography of Lake Foucane and its monsters and prepared a variety of preparations.

And it wasn't just the Tail Navy that was prepared.

The Alchemy Bureau, the Technology Bureau, and the Leno Mart Towers came together to create two magical instruments that were worth calling "awesome."

'I could have made more if I had more time.......'

At this time, only one ship per ship could be loaded.

And of course, it was a tremendous achievement.

"Brian."

After clearing his mind, he looks at Brian.

"Yes."

Brian nods slightly.

Roan speaks in a low voice.

"You lead a mid-armored squad vendor and two thousand ligaments......."

For a while, there was a hidden instruction.

"Yes, I will take my orders."

Brian takes a cold, orderly stance and makes his move right away.

The heavy armor howls loudly, but the action is very quick.

Roan no longer looks at him.

I heard a shout waiting for me at the end of the lake.

"All aboard!"

At Austin's cry, Roan takes a slow step.

He boarded the largest sailboat in the fleet.

The dive bows in reverence.

At the end of the mast, there was a general with the short-term, symbolic of Roan.

The flag flutters violently in the westerly wind.

< Roan tail. >

< Tail Corps. >

< Amaranth Corps. >

The original sentence and the majestic handwriting showed magnificence.

"Give the order to set sail."

At the dive's words, Roan climbs up to the crevasse and pulls out Travis' spear.

Chang!

Spilling Mana in, the spear that looked just like your forearm protrudes for a long time.

The black spear shimmers in the light.

Roan exclaimed, feeling hundreds or thousands of pairs of gazes pouring out at him.

"Set sail!"

The sound of the trumpet echoes in fear of command.

Boooooo!

At the same time, the giant sailboat starts to move gently with a twist of the tree.

Bait.

A fleet of navy members of the Tail Army moves swiftly ahead of Roan's flagship.

Their goal was to conquer Lake Foucane and to use it as an exotic island for military purposes.

Time remaining.

'It's not that relaxing.'

Roan grips his teeth.

The report from the agency that I received shortly after I left filled my head.

As expected, I couldn't help but be annoyed.

'Cali Orwells. You think things are going your way now.'

He's just caught in one of Roan's traps.

'But the fact is that the situation is harder than I thought.'

I tried to tie it up perfectly and thin it out perfectly, but the situation was clear.

'I have to give up my flesh and take my bones.'

The world was still too big to do what it wanted.

* * *

Queahhhh!

The freak slaps you in the ear.

The lightweight leather made for water combat has already been dampened.

An enormous number of monsters climb aboard the ship, seeping through the darkness.

"Stop him! Pierce him!"

"Arrows! Shoot arrows!"

The voice of the Dozens, White Commanders and Thousand Commanders rang out.

"Ahhhh!"

"Die!"

Soldiers wield swords, spears, axes and swords, along with a shout.

Every time, the monsters bleed to death.

"Left deck breach!"

"Left deck! Left deck!"

Urgent voice.

As the soldiers on the deck slowly move to the left.

Pa!

A man steps down to the center of the left deck with the sound of the wind.

At the same time.

Fabababad!

A sharp wave struck my ear.

The black spear swiftly slaughters the monsters that climbed aboard the sailboat.

"Ah! My Lord!"

"My lord!"

The soldiers rush in late, shouting with an expressive expression.

The man who traversed the left deck and traversed the monsters was Roan Tail.

Screaming!

The spear slashes its torso as it slides upward.

Roan stands on the ledge, raising his spear high.

"Taemusa!"

A loud voice echoes through the battlefield.

Moment.

"Chung! I've got the Taoist colonel!"

Skin piercing sensation.

Soldiers in red helmets appear on the central deck of each sailboat.

They were the elite soldiers of the Tail Baron, who passed the fair selection test and practiced Tail Mana.

Those who refuse to call themselves knights and want to be called Taesars.

They wanted to fight alongside the soldiers, unlike the other Knights.

Squeak!

After piercing the head of the approaching monster under his feet, Roan screams.

"Harpoon!"

Creepy orders.

"Phew!"

Each sailboat heard a resounding answer.

At the same time, the paladins of the red helmet rush down to the left and right deck.

They take on the front lines, wielding their own weapons.

The weapon holding Mana is blurry, but the air is cracked.

Queahhhh!

The monsters scream and fall away.

The talents of the Taoists were still nothing compared to the existing articles.

However, just knowing how to use Mana has proved to be far more powerful than ordinary soldiers.

'Grow even more through this war.'

Roan grips his teeth as he looks at the actions of the Taoists.

At the same time, you climb up the deck into the air.

The spear flashes and glows, and the space is torn apart with a sharp wave.

Bubble Bug!

With a eerie sound, the monsters' heads burst in succession.

"Kinis!"

On Roan's call.

[Stay here!]

You hear a sharp, crooked voice.

Immediately, a small water column rises under Roan's feet.

Blame!

Roan rises once more into the air with his toes against the water column.

Others seem to tread on the corpses of monsters floating on the surface of the lake and move quietly.

"Isn't it hard?"

Roan asks in a small voice.

Kinis has been using spiritual power ever since the battle began.

Since Roan is low in season and Kinis himself is slow in growth, there could be a large crowd.

But for some reason, Kinis was full of strength.

[No! Rather, the more energy you use, the more vitality you get!]

A voice that makes it hard to believe in itself.

"That's a relief!"

Roan smiles blurrily with a big swing of his spear.

'Maybe it's because of a sculpture of Viete somewhere in the lake.......'

Why Kinis can exert much more power than usual.

Perhaps it's a sculpture of the essence of water that Viete, the Queen of Water, left behind as she died.

'Anyway, now is the time to focus on the battle!'

Roan once again called out Kinnis, removing his thoughts.

"Kinis."

[All right!]

Kinis created a solid water column with a short answer.

Roan drops lightly over it and throws out his spear.

Squeak, squeak!

Queeeek!

Monsters rushing past the surface died without ever resisting.

The Baron Tail was not the only one who grew up in the winter.

Roan Tail.

He also rubbed his eyes and achieved such big growth that he had to see again.

In addition to the Flamdor Mana method, practical spearing and raid technique, the Dion Roots and Fleps method received from Prince Simon Rhodes has greatly contributed to Roan's growth and development.

Bubble Bug!

Roan literally jumped aboard the ship right after slaughtering the monsters.

"Cast down the iron net!"

One of the devices Dive made for the Battle of Lake Forcaine.

Immediately, there was a hissing sound from the sunrise.

Splash, splash!

A tornado pops up with a heavy sound.

Yuck!

With the sound of a wooden wedge, the sailboat turns slightly to the right.

Tough, hard iron nets sink beneath the surface and attack the monsters in the water.

Queeeeeeeek!

The monsters tried to escape with the monsters, but Dive's sailboat manipulation was much better than I expected.

Moreover, the entire fleet has thrown an iron net.

The fierce monsters prowled, unable to find a place to escape.

Hrrrrrrrrr!

A metal net wraps around the monsters.

"Pull him to the surface!"

When the order was issued, the two paladins grabbed the handle on the fore-edge.

The weight of the grate itself was enormous, making it impossible to pull it up with the strength of ordinary soldiers.

Dives were also troubled by this problem while preparing iron nets.

At that time, Renault Tower and the Technical Bureau left.

The Technical Bureau has created a handrail to lift the iron net, and Leno Martyr has engraved a small power-up enchantment that will allow the handrail to operate with less force.

Hundred thousand! Hundred thousand! Hundred thousand!

Two paladins spill Mana and twist the handle.

Immediately, a heavy iron net, full of monsters, rises above the surface.

Roan, who was standing on the sunrise, shouted.

"Spread your arrows!"

The order I've been waiting for.

The archers who were plotting along the deck pulled the demonstration without delay.

Ping! Ping! Phoebebebibbing!

Several dozens or hundreds of arrows pierce the air and stab it over the surface, along with a sharp wave.

Bubble Bug!

Monsters that could not be caught by the iron net turned into hedgehogs.

Shhh!

The sound of an exhaling scream hits my ear.

The surface of the lake, which used to be blue, turns red.

It was not because of the sunset in the western sky.

'This is war.'

Roan struggles to stop his emotional thoughts.

He stands on the shelf and looks at the soldiers.

"Soon the sun will set."

In a normal man-to-man war, it was a time of rest after sunset.

But that wasn't the case with monsters.

The real battle began after sunset.

After taking a breath, Roan speaks in a small but powerful voice.

"Prepare for nighttime combat."

At that moment, a young voice was heard from Kinis.

[That's it. My skin gets worse overnight.......]

* * *

"It really is….."

Earl Io Lancefield sighs a long, drowsy expression.

When I first heard this news, I couldn't believe it.

Not long ago, he was enjoying his time with numerous widows at the Baron Tail.

But the sheep, which were all lies, disappeared.

It was like having a happy dream.

"Haha."

A hollow smile flows out.

He looks at Eke Ramus, his servant standing beside him, taking care of the Earl's big and small affairs.

"The Knights, the Territories, and all the major commanders of the Wizards stand with Cali Orwells?"

"I'm not sure if you've been very careful and discreet, but I think eight out of ten are over there."

A look of no remorse.

"Haha."

Io once again bursts into laughter.

"I thought you did well..."

It was all the shamans I had in mind.

But most of them betrayed themselves.

It was even more shocking because Io was rumored to be a noble who had a good character among nobles and nobles who were noble lords.

Then.

"It's probably due to a fission problem."

The young man sitting across from Io opened his mouth carefully.

He was Roan's henchman and director of Agents, Chris.

Chris had recently left Mediacis Castle and entered Faver Castle.

"Fraction?"

Iow is still a hollow color.

Chris nods slightly and replies.

"Earl Lancefield did not divide the territory for the reasons that the territory is the main border between the Byron and Istell kingdoms. He decided that managing with one would have strengths in border defense."

Iow nods silently.

Chris continued.

"Because of this, Earl Lancefield's housewives do not even possess their own land. Even Count Chase, who is bordering the west, has a big difference from dividing even the barons."

"Hmm."

Iow's expression was uncomfortable and he blurted.

He was also somewhat aware that the pretenders were disappointed in that.

However, if you give away your territory in private, there could be a big problem during the subsequent invasion of the enemy country.

'That's why I took care of him so that he wouldn't stand up.'

It seems that was not enough.

Chris continued.

"In spite of that, the Earl's complaint seems to be at an all-time high with the southern territory, including the Tail Region, handed over to our Lord. Callie Orwells dug right up there."

"But the land I gave Roan was barren and like a den of monsters......."

At Io's words, Chris shakes his head.

"The Earl's heirlooms, which have not received a single palm of the hand, seem to covet even such cruelty."

"Hmm."

Iow closed his eyes with a low depression.

I was proud to know how to treat people with my heart, but I couldn't even count the hearts of the people who visited me.

"So what should we do now?"

Io asked with his eyes closed.

Chris said with a careful voice.

"This is bad for now. You were right to assume that the erl's military powers have all been turned over to Cali Orwells. In a situation like this, if Earl Chase invades, he will be defeated without ever attempting a change of resistance."

Chris sighed for a short time.

Then I tried to smile and was a hind horse.

"But that's not the only way."

No matter how difficult the situation, it can be broken through.

Roan and Clay are already on the move.

Chris and Io had to move accordingly.

Io slowly opened his eyes and looked at Chris.

Chris struggled with a brighter smile.

He whispered in a small voice.

"From now on….."

The talks continued for a while.

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