I am the Monarch

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[gasps]

Kinis looks around his body and screams sharply.

Red! I'm red!]

Literally.

Unlike other water spirits, the skin with a slight red glow turned bright red.

Moreover, blue hair was also glistening with a subtle sparkle.

Kinnis, who was in a panic, suddenly stared at Roan.

[This is all your fault! You're a freak because you're throwing firearms around!]

Not a gag, a gag.

Roan shakes his head, smiling awkwardly.

'Monster. You're much prettier than before. And something mysterious.'

Whether it was an unexpected compliment or not, Kinis soon shut up.

She continues to tilt her head as she looks around her body.

[Hmm. Are you sure?]

Slightly anxious expression.

Roan nods, smiling brightly.

'Yes, it's beautiful.'

In response, Kinis gritted his little lips and sighed for a short time.

[Phew. I can't help it. By the way.......]

She reaches out for the empty ground.

I was about to check if my abilities had changed as much as my appearance had changed.

Roan also watched the appearance carefully.

The moisture on Manahole's surface is tingling and slipping away.

At that moment, a stream of blue water rises from the empty land that Kinis was pointing at.

Fortunately, the shape and color were the same as before.

At least on the surface.

[Whew.]

Kinis took a deep breath in relief.

'Thank goodness.'

Roan is also a relieved color.

But in fact, Kinis was feeling a strange change in his body somewhere.

[[It's a very subtle distinction, you don't have to say.]]

Kinis was unsure, so he decided to keep it a secret for now.

I didn't want to worry about Roan for nothing.

Above all.

[If I tell you now, I'm sure I'll blame myself.]]

Suddenly, she was more worried about Roan than she was about herself.

Meanwhile, while Roan and Kinnis were having a conversation in their heads, the soldiers of the Harding Legion remained motionless on the ground.

In the meantime, Amaranth's forces, disguised as the Stragglers, quickly received the Harding Squad.

At the same time, the headquarters of a nearby Tail Army ambush also quickly advanced and captured the Harding Force camp.

With overwhelming force, Roan has taken control of the Tellan region, one of the main nodes west of the Lansfield region, and the Harding Forces that served as command.

Great performance.

But there was a really big breakthrough.

It was that Roan, the deadly red spirit, began spreading to the origins of the Midwest in Lancefield.

Earl Chase and the Orwells' men have been devastated by the news of Roan's arrival.

This is what Roan wanted.

He was bringing a little victory to the Territory one day.

* * *

"What the hell is going on?"

Earl Chase's pretender and commander of the Carpenter forces, Baron Saab Carpenter, received a sudden letter from Earl Jonathan Chase heading east.

"Lansfield's territory and title were handed over to Roan Tail? Tsk!"

Sav shakes his head, frowning.

"Iow Lancefield's old age. I can't believe you gave your land and title to a man who doesn't have a drop of blood on him."

He turns his head and looks at the soldiers.

The number was close to 5,000.

"Pressure the Tail Army from behind." '

Jonathan's orders were simple.

Recruit some of the remaining guards and territories of Earl Chase, assemble them under the Mountain of Carpenter and attack the rear of the Tail Army.

"Hehehe. The Tail Army. I'll chase you back and forth!"

Orwells said he was dispatching troops separately, so it wasn't his job to defeat the Tail Army.

At least that's what he thought.

"No later than the Orwells. '

Sab kicks the horse's belly and speeds up the march.

Then.

"Huh?"

A group of people appear across the field.

Two thousand at the most.

"Stop!"

Sab looks forward, slowing his horse down.

A prominent flag.

< Tail Corps. >

< Vendor Unit. >

Along the side, two more troop flags were raised, but it was not that important.

"Tail Corps?"

Sab frowns.

"Why in a place like this? '

The current location of Sav is the boundary between Chase and Lancefield.

According to Jonathan's letter and the information gathered separately, the Tail Army's current location was in the Midwest of Lansfield.

Besides...

Vendor Corps? '

Even the name of the unit was very strange.

'You're not Amaranth, after all.'

The most famous and powerful unit in the Tail Army.

Saab's mouth goes up as he looks up.

'Looks like you're in charge of rear containment. It's a good number to unwind.'

Then.

Boooooo!

The trumpet sounds chaotic.

At the same time, some units of the Tail Army are advancing.

"Ugh! A fake attack! Prepare for battle!"

Sav raises his right hand in surprise.

"Battle stations! Hostiles at the front!"

Soon, various deputies were scattered all over the place.

"Battle stations!"

"Enemy forces at the front! Prepare for battle!"

Somewhat turbulent movement.

But Saab frowned.

The Tail Army's advance was too slow.

"Armored forces?"

My face was distorted.

It was a look of ridicule and embarrassment.

"Hahaha! The commander over there doesn't even know the tactics! I can't believe you're running ahead of the Armored Forces!"

Sab raises the cavalry to the front with a big smile.

"I'll beat you to a pulp!"

He raises his spear high and leads a squad of hands.

"Attack! Attack!"

Sab strikes at the tail squad, kicking the horse's belly.

"Waaaah!"

"Attack!"

Then the cavalry followed.

One look of confidence.

I was confident that I would be able to control the troops of heavily mobile armored troops ahead of the head number.

"No matter how armored I am, I won't be able to stop the Horsemen from breaking through!" '

A war between horses and humans.

The victory and defeat of the battle was already decided.

That was the idea of Sabre and the Carpenters.

But the idea of the commander of the tail squad, who was also leading the vendor squad, was completely different.

A young man with a heavy armor leading the troops.

He was the commander of Vendor Corps and Brian Miles, the so-called greatest sword in the realm.

'The Lord is truly great.'

Brian can't help but admire the effort it takes to charge a mid-armored squad vendor.

He led two separate Vendor and Thousand troops west of Lancefield at the beginning of Lake Foucane's siege.

'Cali Orwells has no idea what she's going to do, so she asked me to secure the Node and wait.'

Shortly after the actual battle of Lake Porsche, territorial warfare suddenly broke out.

I thought Brian was also quick to join the fight to help Earl Iolansfil, but the royal order required him to stay put.

This did not mean that he had come all this way to secure the Node.

That's when Roan's letter arrived.

My lord has become an Earl! And you will inherit all of Lancefield! '

Sergeant on the slope.

At the same time, you have a reason to join the territorial war.

Roan has given Brian an important mission.

"My mission……"

Brian smiles at the nearby cavalry.

'Stop the Enemy Force from joining.'

Brian's mission was to pre-block or defeat enemy forces heading east in the western rear of Lansfield or Earl Chase's territory.

It was a very difficult and dangerous task to carry out with only 2,000 troops, but Brian was confident.

He would, too.

'Vendor troops are the troops I raised myself.'

Among the Taoists, he selected talented people and founded the Armored Forces.

It was the vendor army that was born after I trained them.

Besides...

I even have a weapon in my spleen. '

My mouth went up gently.

Chop-chop. Chop-chop.

Two or two!

The sound of heavy armor clashing and the sound of horseshoes.

As the two sounds get louder and louder, the pace between the vendor and the Carpenter forces drops rapidly.

Brian, who was running in the lead, raises his sword high.

"Put on your helmet!"

The Vendor Troops sweep down the front of the helmet with their left hand, terrified to the end.

Heave-ho!

At that moment, a black plate appeared in the area where both eyes were revealed.

It was made by the Alchemy and Technology Agency in conjunction with a metal plate made of various minerals based on iron, and then drilled dozens of small holes in it.

It looked like I couldn't see a thing, but my vision became a little stuffy, so there was no big problem.

Brian squeals once more, feeling a little narrower vision.

"Armored Light!"

This time, the abdominal palate continued.

"Armored Light!"

A resounding voice.

At the same time.

Paaaahhhh!

A tremendous amount of bright light was emitted from the armor of Vendor troops leading Brian.

"Ugh! What the hell!"

"Ugh! What the hell!"

"My eyes! My eyes!"

The cavalry mounted the Carpenter troops on their way forward closed their eyes to the enormous flash of light that burst right in front of them.

But the problem was not them.

Heeheeheeheeheehee!

The soldiers struggle with a sudden flash of light.

I lost my balance due to the speed at which I was advancing quickly.

Woof! Woof! Kugu!

The horses clash against each other, repeating their tilts, and eventually they fall to the ground.

Thanks to the helmet, Brian and the vendor troops were able to see in bright light and move as they had before.

'Armour Wright. You're much better than I expected.'

Armor Wright was crafted in collaboration with Renault Tower and the Technical Bureau.

Born on the basis of a magic lamp, it was said to be a brotherhood between Boat Wright and the one that had already appeared on Lake Foucane.

'The enemy cavalry was completely destroyed.'

By comparison, the vendor unit has taken no damage.

It was an opportunity.

"Attack!"

Brian's orders come through.

"Waaaah!"

A group of vendors rush forward with their swords.

Spot!

Manga follows the sword in an awkward manner, composed of all the paladins.

Squeak, squeak!

The Carpenter Troops, who were rolling the floor with a eerie sound, are dead.

"Ahhhh!"

"Sa, help me!"

"I can't see!"

I didn't see him get hurt.

A life begging humiliation.

Among them was the commander's carpenter.

"Sa, help me! Please! Please help me!"

But it was a useless cry.

Brian slits his throat with a light sword.

"Don't spare a single one!"

The Tail Army's headquarters could have been devastated if some of these guys got distracted and headed east.

"Phew!"

With a resounding response, the Vendor Troops move diligently.

A swarm of light moves from a distance.

This was the first appearance of Brian Miles, who was later called the Knights of Guanghui, and a vendor unit called Guanghui.

* * *

"Dammit! Where are the soldiers? Are the soldiers ready yet?"

Hector, commander of the Philam platoon, bursts into fury.

Vayson, the youngest and chief of staff, replied with an urgent voice.

"The local troops have already been destroyed!"

"I know that! I'm talking about the soldiers who are supposed to be replenished in the territory!"

Hector's face is red.

Vayson shakes his head in puzzlement.

"Well, I don't know. I should have arrived by now......."

"Dammit! We're on our own with no soldiers......."

Hector frowns, gazing at the red waves unfolding over the wooden ledge.

No, it was close to the masculine image.

"How do I deal with that Tail Squad?!!"

You hear an urgent shout from the fence as the horse continues.

"Paddy, the soldiers are escaping!"

"The soldiers are escaping!"

Hector looks surprised.

"What are you talking about! Soldiers fleeing?" "Hey, look at that."

The screaming soldier points to the outside of the fence.

Dozens of soldiers rush towards the Tail Army with their hands shining.

"You cowards!"

The atmosphere sank sharply.

One of the soldiers mutters in a small voice.

"The Tail Army accepts all surrenders. But those who resist......."

The rear horse received another soldier.

"I cut off every last one of them."

A voice that is full of energy.

In response, Hector draws his sword with a furrowed expression.

"Cowards! We are Earl Chase's soldiers! Are you going to bow down to a man with no roots because you're afraid to die? You don't even know this honor!"

Rage like a storm.

The soldiers all shake their heads.

Then.

"I'm sorry, but life is more important than honor."

A voice popped out from behind Hector.

"Huh? What the…?"

Hector frowns and looks back.

At the same time.

Squeak.

A sword pierces your chest with a eerie sound.

"Glug. Yes, you..."

Hector frowns, his eyes wide open.

"I'm sorry, but my soldiers and I don't want to be killed."

It was Basin who stabbed Hector in the chest.

He quickly slits Hector's throat and shouts in a loud voice.

"I, Vayson, beheaded Hector! Pilam squad to surrender to the tail squad now!"

Despite the sudden circumstance, there were no soldiers who stood up to or opposed him.

They are already under the influence of the delegation of the Red Ghost Roan and the Red Troop Tails.

Rather, there was a strange relief on the soldiers' faces.

"We're alive!"

It was definitely that color.

Immediately, the white season lifts high and the camp door opens wide.

As such, the ROAN and TAIL forces won the battle without ever changing.

Dagdac. Dagdac.

Roan, with his helmet deeply pressed, rides into the camp on his horse.

All of Vayson and his men lay facedown on the ground and did not dare raise their heads.

Without further ado, Roan heads for the Commander's barracks in the center of the camp.

Instead, Austin, who was following behind him, said in a loud voice.

"You've made a wise decision! I'll regroup the troops from now on!"

As soon as the order came through, the Dozens and their lesser commanders moved swiftly.

The commanders looked at it for a moment and headed to the central barracks where Roan is.

After opening the door to the barracks, you see Roan sitting in his seat.

Austin smiles and raises his thumb.

"Sounds good. We just have to sit back and watch."

It was a behavior and words that were hard to understand.

At that time, Roan sat still and took off his helmet, which he pressed deeply.

"Puha!"

I held my breath out loud.

"Don't say that. I taste like shit."

Half a pitched voice.

A face revealed when I took off my helmet.

Surprisingly, it was Harrison who was wearing Roan's helmet and armor.

Austin smiled at him.

"I can't help it because you're the closest thing I have to a lord. By the way......."

His gaze is north-east.

"Did the lord arrive well?"

Harrison replies, putting his helmet back on.

"You must have done well."

A confident voice.

Austin nods soon.

"Yes. You must have done well."

The two eyes met each other.

At the same time, the same words came out.

"You went with Picio."

* * *

Blue sky.

The road that stretched out to one side of the field was very peaceful.

"It's been a long time since I've had peace like this."

"Yeah. It's a whole different world out here."

Two young men were walking along the sidewalk having a long conversation.

One young man looked very manly, and the other young man had very big and sad eyes.

"I was really lucky, by the way. We managed to avoid the Orwells and Earl Chase on our way here......."

The young man with the big eyes sighed for relief.

The boy who looked like a man shook his head.

"It wasn't just luck. Fizzio, you've been deprived of your powers."

The young man with the big eyes was Picio.

Fizzio scratches his back head, smiling shyly.

"I'm just glad I was able to follow my feelings....... and help the lord."

Lord.

The young man who looked like a man was Roan.

He left Harrison in charge of his role and was secretly on the move.

Picio looked to the end.

"We are almost to the realm of the Guardians. Just a little further....... huh?"

As he continues to speak, he frowns.

Roan looks at him and asks in a low voice.

"What's the matter?"

Fizzio smiled.

"Somehow I don't feel so good."

In a way, it's no big deal.

But the problem was that the person who brought it up was Picio, who was unconsciously insensitive.

Roan also smiled bitterly.

"Fizzio, you're making me nervous."

"Ah. What could have happened?" I can feel everything....... "

That's when Picio said it.

Boooooo!

The sound of the trumpet strikes my ear.

At the same time, the ground shakes gently, and a group of people suddenly emerges from the end of the road.

"Ouch! My mouth is full!"

Picio looks down and shakes his head.

Roan looks at the end, regardless of where he goes.

Flag on the front.

Roan looks at the flag through Calian's tears.

The letters on the flag look big.

< Defender Lancefield. >

Despite my concerns, the army that appeared at the end was not the Earl Orwells or the Earl Chase, but the Lancefield Guards.

Roan nods, smiling faintly.

'Picio's sixth sense is sometimes wrong.......'

When I thought about it.

Boooooo!

You hear the trumpet once more.

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