I am the Monarch

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'Shut up.'

Denny Von Lines, the current king of the Rhine Kingdom, frowned at the nobles filled with war.

"Well, I'm not interested….."

He was forced to attend the meeting at the request of the nobles again today.

His face was full of fancy expressions.

"Baron Tail's actions disrespect the Rhine court!"

"It's treason!"

"How dare you disregard His Majesty's orders and intervene in a territorial war! I can't help the nature of the lowly. Tsk tsk tsk."

The sound of denouncing and healing grows everywhere.

Most of them were nobles supporting the two princes Tommy Lines and the three princes Column Lines.

"You're all talking nonsense!"

"We don't know the exact facts yet!"

"That's right. Whatever the reason for baron Tail's involvement in the territory, check it first, and then blame HilNan." "

The nobles who support Simon set fire to you.

If I just kept my mouth shut here, I was more likely to lose a reliable colleague named Self-Roan Tail.

"King Peha! Baron Tail rebelled against His Majesty's orders and intervened in his own territory! This is unforgivable!"

"Lower the subpoena now!"

The nobles who raised their voices suddenly rush towards Denny III.

When the nobles supporting Tommy and Column started complaining, the nobles supporting Simon tightened their heads toward Denny III.

"Your Majesty, we need to keep an eye on the situation, both back and forth."

"Many messengers will bring news soon, so please consider them until then."

Stories and opinions that go perfectly wrong with each other.

The voice of the fly line, the urgent voice, is tangled up and sounds noisy.

'Ah...... Shut up.'

Denny III shakes his head with an annoying look on his face.

At that moment, I felt a cold look on my neck.

He turns his head to look where the duc is.

'Hmm.'

Duke Francis Wilson stares at himself with fierce eyes.

Denny III prickled his lips for no reason.

"Okay, you just have to pretend that you're struggling and worrying enough. '

He frowns and grimaces on his right forehead.

It seemed to me that I was troubled by the opinions of different nobles.

"Your Majesty is troubled! '

We must persuade the king! '

Thanks to this, the nobility's temperament and complaint became even worse.

Then.

Boom!

The door of the battle, which was firmly closed, opens wide.

All the noisy nobles shut their mouths and stared at the entrance of the battle.

It was the same with Denny III, the three princes who pretended to be troubled and watched the situation quietly.

Everyone's gaze turned toward the entrance.

"Well, he's here."

The man who opened the door and revealed himself was Duke Fint, the commander of the Royal Guard.

He breathes a violent breath in a big panic.

It was clear that he was in a hurry.

"What do you mean? Who is he?"

A nobleman who was closest to the entrance asked bluntly.

Doug struggles to breathe and quickly opens his mouth.

"You are now a party to this war......."

As the horse continues, Dow's back casts a huge shadow.

The appearance of a well-built old man.

"Huh!"

"Oh, how did you get here......?!"

"What's going on?"

At that moment, the nobles all looked surprised with their eyes wide open.

Older people all looking at the same body.

He takes a walk into the war with a smile on his face.

"It's like I'm not even here."

A small but powerful voice.

The old man walked among the nobles and came before Denny III.

Chuck!

He kneels on one knee and bows.

I felt strong.

"Gods Io Lancefield, meet His Majesty."

The old man, he was Iolansfield.

"Well, how did you get here……?"

Denny III asked with a half-dazzled expression.

Even though he was not interested in domestic politics and politics, he knew exactly what was going on with Io.

"I came to see you because I have something to tell you."

Bold voice.

Io was relaxed all the time.

It was not like he was a party to the Territory and a protagonist of a disadvantage.

"Earl Lancefield, what the hell is going on? What about the Territory War? Did the King come all the way to Mill? It's not like the war is over, is it?"

Simon's best friend, Iowa, asks with a stiff face.

The nobles raised their ears and waited for Io's answer.

'Yes, I have heard that more than half of Earl Lancefield has already fallen into the hands of Earl Chase.'

'Maybe they surrendered because they couldn't afford a territorial war.'

"Then, is it a declaration of war I'm about to tell His Majesty? '

The faces of the nobles who supported Tommy and the column were illuminated.

On the other hand, the faces of the nobles supporting Simon were very dark.

Io stared closely at the faces of such nobles and replied with a bold voice.

"Territory wars continue."

Short answer.

"Ah......."

There is a completely different sense of elasticity in both factions.

Deep sigh on one side and a sigh of relief on the other.

Thio cautiously asked with a slightly loosened face.

"Then what did you do with the Territory War and come here?"

Who will lead the territorial war and give orders to the commanders.

It was the lord's.

However, Io abandoned it and the king appeared in Mill.

Io smiled and replied.

"Didn't the king also give his concubine an order from His Majesty in Milr?"

"Yes, but only the parties insisted that we do not intervene in the territory."

Thio responded coldly.

Iow nods, smiling faintly.

"I can't intervene in the Territory either because of that vacancy."

"Yes? What is it......?"

Thio made a face that he couldn't understand.

No, it wasn't just that.

"What do you mean, Earl Lancefield?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Mysterious questions poured out everywhere.

Io glanced at Denny III with a glance.

Denny III is also very curious.

Iow bows again on one knee.

"God Io Lancefield, I bequeathed my title to my successor along with the territory of Lancefield."

Boom.

Suddenly, a huge shock strikes inside the battle.

As for Denny III, the three princes and all the nobles looked surprised with their eyes wide open.

I was so surprised that no one spoke out.

How long has it been?

"W-what do you mean?"

"To inherit lands and titles?"

Tommy and Column frowned and asked.

As the heavy silence broke, questions started pouring out.

"What heir?"

"Did you have an heir?"

"Even an Earl can pass on his title without royal approval? You're out of your league!"

At that moment, Denny III raised his right hand.

All the noisy nobles shut their mouths.

Denny III asked in a small voice towards Io.

"Who is the successor to the land and title?"

The most important question.

Gulp.

All the nobles swallowed dry stew.

Io smiled faintly and replied.

"I'm Roan Tail."

"Ah......."

Suddenly, low elasticity poured out from everywhere.

Now it is clear why Roan intervened before the territory.

'What a waste.'

"Will that Roan Tail be Earl?" '

The faces of the nobles supporting Tommy and the column have darkened.

No matter what happened, I had to brake this time.

On the other hand, the glow of the nobles who had been supporting Simon all along turned bright.

'You've given the tiger wings.'

'Hahaha! Things got better!'

The mood between the nobles suddenly turned upside down.

At that moment, Tommy shows an unpleasant expression.

"Earl Lancefield, the selection of an heir, and the succession of territories and titles are not up to you. A nobleman, whether a nobleman or a baron, must have royal approval."

The nobles nod.

Io smiled gladly.

"I know, Prince Tommy."

He looked back at Simon, Column and Denny III.

"The selection of an heir to the erl requires the approval of the king and his three princes."

Simon intervenes as soon as the horse is finished.

"You only need two or more of the four approvals to be exact."

He was very discreet.

It was not a good situation.

"Even if I support Earl Lancefield..."

Tommy and Column will place the banner.

In the end, I had to be able to persuade one card left, Denny III.

If the approval and disapproval are divided into 2 vs. 2, the nobles will continue to vote.

'It's subtle, but there are more nobles supporting me.'

As far as the nobles voted, Simon and Io were likely to come to a verdict.

Earl Lancefield, are you confident? '

Simon sighs briefly as he watches Iow relaxing throughout the day.

Iow bows his head toward Denny III with a relaxed smile, whether he knows Simon's heart or not.

"Baron Roan Tail is a worthy successor to me. He will lead Earl Lancefield well. Please approve the transfer of territory and title."

At last, the subject was thrown.

Now all that's left is Denny III, Sammy, Tommy and Column's decision.

Tommy said in a decisive voice, one step ahead.

"Absolutely not. The erl is not to be trifled with. We need to take the time to verify it thoroughly."

The nobles cheered for Tommy.

"That's right!"

"We have to go through a thorough verification process!"

The field becomes noisy for a moment.

Tommy disagrees, but Iow still looks relaxed.

The next step was Simon.

I needed to change the atmosphere.

"I approve. There's no one like Roan Tail."

The nobles cheer for Simon, fearful of the end of the sentence.

"Whoa! That's it! Of course!"

"Baron Roan Tail, hero of the subjugation, who defeated the rebellion of Elton Court, remains to lead the erl."

A loud voice echoes through the battle.

All that's left now is Denny III and Column.

'We need to secure one person's support here.'

The column's support is absurd.

Eventually, Denny III had to be captivated.

When Simon's thoughts got complicated.

Iowa, who was silent, looked at Denny III.

"Your Majesty."

"Tell me."

Denny III leans against the throne and waves his hand.

Actually, he didn't have much of a situation at the moment.

An heir to the Earl? I don't care who it is. '

I just wanted to end this uncomfortable and boring position quickly.

Without Francis, he would have gotten up right away.

"God-Io Lancefield is an old man who's been on the battlefield since His Majesty's time. not just Byron and Estelle, but the Estonian Empire. After the realm was settled, he fell into the current Erl of Lansfield and dedicated his life to defending the border. It was all an act of well-being in our kingdom."

"I'm well aware of your efforts."

Denny III nods slowly.

Io has been an active veteran since his time as the Crown Prince.

'The prince was very fond of me.'

Marvel Lines, the former king and father of Denny III, was a very favorable figure.

Politics was a bit lacking, but it was so powerful that in the north-eastern part of the continent it was nicknamed "The Warlord."

King Marvel.

He was a true warlord who was not afraid of the war against the great empire, Estia.

Io's words continued.

"Your Majesty has left a small gift for the gods."

"A little present?"

Denny III frowns.

The same goes for all the other nobles.

Io took out a blue cloth the size of a palm of his hand from his arms, regardless.

"What is that?"

"What?"

The sound of chattering grows louder.

Io carefully loosened the cloth.

Inside the fabric was a small wooden chest.

Click.

Opening the lid reveals a ring with a faint jewel on it.

"Ah......."

Low elasticity flowed from place to place.

Few nobles in the war saw the ring themselves.

But everyone knew who the ring was.

Things that no royal and noble in the Rhine Kingdom would ever know.

"The Ring of the Warlord!"

Denny III yells in surprise.

The former king's ring was made just before the death of his former king Marvel Rhines, known as the Five Rings.

Marvel distributed the five rings to his beloved servants, but he completely concealed the identity of those who had received the ring.

However, before he died, he left a note saying that if the owner of the ring appears separately, he must obey the owner of the ring, unless it is a plague that jeopardizes the royal and royal destiny.

In addition, the will is to treat the ring owner as an adult of the royal family.

"Yes, the ring of the former king is correct."

Iow lowers his head, smiling faintly.

For a moment, silence settles in the battle.

"The Ring of the Former King......."

One of the five henchmen was Earl Lancefield? '

'Ah...... This is completely unexpected.'

The nobles were half mesmerized.

It was the same for Edwin Boysa, Bradley Webster, Reese Cowan and Francis Wilson.

'Haha, the former king's ring....... Gear revealed the damn thing.'

'Anyway, one of the owners of the ring showed up.......'

'As long as this happens, will this go according to Io's will? No, even if His Majesty approves, it's a two-to-two situation. If you go to the nobles' votes, you can put your banner back on. '

"The Ring of the Warlord......."

Different complex ideas intertwined.

It was the same for Denny III.

'I can't believe I'm seeing the former king's ring again....... I'm in so much trouble because of the deceased father.'

Even so, he had already known one ring owner.

I'm sick and tired of the ring owner.

Somehow I feel a warm look in my eyes.

Denny III nods slowly as he clears his throat.

"Earl Iolansfil, I didn't expect you to have the Ring of the Warlord."

Io just smiled and didn't say anything.

Denny III lets out a short sigh.

"Perhaps you'd like me to approve the transfer of lands and titles? But just because I approve doesn't mean the transfer will be decided."

If the column disagrees and spirals, it will be approved and disapproved 2-2.

Wearing the King's Ring and not being able to finish the job clearly.

"I know."

Io replied with a bold voice.

He wanted to see the battle in the original noble vote.

'Just by a noble vote, we can win enough.'

Denny III frowns.

"You would wear the Ring of the Warlord, as you know it? Wouldn't it be better to ask them to stop the Territory War? Then I can use my power to turn Earl Chase away."

It was true.

Unlike the territory and title transfer, getting Earl Jonathan Chase to step down was a decision only Denny III could make.

But Iow shakes his head.

"The Ring of the Warlord cannot be used for such trivial matters."

The false gods betray and stand with Earl Chase because of his own lack.

It was a shame just to do that.

But I can't ask you to bite me because I'm too scared to face the enemy.

It was the last pride of Io, a man of men and an elderly man.

"Haha, trivial….."

Denny III bursts into laughter.

Both eyes sparkled and glowed.

"Yeah, it's worth a lot of money. Then, is transferring territory and title to Roan Tail worth the ring?"

The question was answered with a strong, strong voice that scared me to the end.

"The value of a Roan Tail is more than just the King's Ring."

Boom.

Once again, a huge shock erupts from within the battle.

Is Roan worth more than the ring of the former king Marvel?

It could have sounded like an insult to the royal court.

"Haha."

Denny III once again bursts into laughter.

'Is that Io too? You deserve your father's ring.'

He nods, looking directly into Iow's eyes.

"Very well. The ring of the former king bears the fame of the late king. I authorize the transfer of title and territory of Earl Lancefield in the custody of the previous king."

Finally, Denny III made a difficult decision.

This makes two authorised persons and one objector.

Simon and Io called for inner joy.

'Good. Even if the column is against it, you can even go to the noble vote.'

'Luckily, things are going the way they want.'

You have a bright smile on the faces of the nobles who support Simon.

Of course, it was not to be careless.

Voting is literally voting.

I was never relieved until the results came back.

Tommy and the nobles supporting the column gripped it.

'Yes, it's too late to give up.'

"It's important to convince the nobles of the Neutral Clan. '

'Victory and defeat is not yet decided.'

Then.

"Column, you're the only one left."

Denny III gestures at the column.

The column, which was watching the situation, stepped forward.

Simon, Tommy, and the nobles following him were already planning their next vote.

No one paid attention to the column.

The column looks back at them and speaks out in a loud voice.

"I hereby relinquish Earl Io Lansfield's lands and title......."

I felt a slight tremor in my voice.

His face was also dark.

But no one noticed.

No one was interested in the column's story.

Because I thought I would disagree anyway.

Finally, the column decided.

"I hereby authorize the transfer of title and territory of Earl Iolansfield……"

Boom.

A bigger impact than any impact has ever taken place in the war.

Simon, Tommy, and the other nobles, who were preparing for the noble vote, looked surprised with their eyes wide open.

Not only Denny III and Io, but the Four Dukes of the Kingdom were completely unpredictable.

"Car, Column!"

"Prince! What do you mean?" "

"S, approval!"

Tommy and the nobles rush towards the column like bees.

When he woke up late, Denny III once again asked.

"Well, what did you say? Is that true?"

In the repetitive questions, people focused on the answers in the column.

The column nods slowly, feeling the gaze pouring out at it.

"Yes, authorize transfer of territory and title."

Same answer as before.

"Ah......."

"Oh, how did this happen......."

Tommy and the nobles who supported him, as well as the nobles who supported the column, vomited a deep sigh.

Simon and the nobles who supported him did not dislike it quietly, but looked at Column's company.

'What are you up to, Column?'

Simon glances at the columns with fierce eyes.

The column smiled quietly at his gaze.

"Roan Tail, you really are a scary guy. '

He remembers what happened last winter.

'It was right after he went to the secret quarters of the Persian Empire.'

The day of the disconnection of the Rhine and Persian kingdoms.

That night, Roan came to his mansion.

with stories that are hard to handle.

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