I am the Monarch

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Why is it that sad feelings are never wrong?

No, actually, Picio is a little different.

because he has a very high probability of being hit, whether it's good or bad.

Two or two!

The hoof sounds noisy.

Behind the Lancefield Guards, a group emerges.

< Chase Corps. >

< Lane Squad. >

Among Chase's troops, it was the renowned Lane Army of the elite.

Deputy Commander Rust Lane was one of Earl Chase's closest friends, along with Earl Royce Fielder, who was in charge of the General's command in the Territory.

Unlike Royce, who was armed with his strength and his fur, he used a giant hammer as a lover, an appendectomy that charged forward and backward.

"Do you think they're being chased?"

Fizzio nods at Roan's question.

"Yes, no matter who sees it."

They smiled bitterly.

Roan pressed the hood deeply and operated the Flamdor Mana method.

"I must prepare for battle."

It was urgent.

I couldn't stand by and ignore it.

No, there was no room for that.

'You must hide your identity.'

Once Roan shows up here in the north-eastern region of Lansfield, he has to hide it.

I couldn't use Travis' spear, which was hidden in my heart.

Adverse circumstances.

However, his expression was relaxed.

'Since the battle with Setus, Mana has risen greatly.'

Two things.

Firearms and artillery.

After learning that he could use firearms and maneuvers as much as he wanted, he used them to deliberately reveal the floor during every battle or battle.

Possible because it was used separately again.

After the battle, the firearms again fill Manahall with much purer and more firearms than before.

Thanks to this, the Manahole in the lower abdomen became wider and stronger, as well as using large amounts of mana at once.

Much faster, much smoother operations than before.

'As the amount of Mana increased, the techniques of the Reid method that were only being learned in my head became available.'

It means there is a feast to be held against the enemy, even if Travis spear is not available.

And that's one of the greatest laws of Raid that ever lived.

As Roan has never demonstrated Raid law on the battlefield, it will not be easy for Lane's troops to identify him.

He gazes at Lancefield's guards and Lane's troops, both of which are already on the verge of a burning fist.

Fizzio also pulled out his sword with a slightly tense expression.

"It's a man in front!"

"Move! Move!"

Defender Lancefield, who was on the run, later found Roan and Fizzio.

They grabbed the horseshoe and passed by the two of them.

Roan and Fizzio remain silent and wait for the next Lane troops to arrive.

Gulp.

Picio swallows dry water with a nervous expression.

Roan smiles faintly and asks.

"Are you afraid?"

Fizzio shakes his head.

"Not really. The Lord is with us. I'm just a little nervous. And......."

He looks straight ahead and speaks in the back.

"The anxiety is gone. Somehow I have a good feeling."

I smiled at Picio.

Roan nods, smiling and smiling.

"Really? I'm glad to hear that."

Picio's hunch was never wrong.

Somehow I felt like I had won the battle before I even started.

At last, all of Lancefield's guards pass by and Lane's troops follow behind them.

Charging at an incredible speed with a terrifying burst of energy.

"Let's have some fun."

Roan strikes the ground with his two fists crossed.

Blame!

Shinyoung continues toward the Lane Army for a long time.

Sleek and fast.

The sheep's fists are red.

A powerful firearm erupts from the Flamdor Mana method.

"What the hell! This maniac!"

"I'm on the run! I'm in pursuit!"

The Rangers snore as they see Roan running alone.

I'm going to smash it with a firm hoof.

Then.

Blame!

Roan looks at the charging cavalry and kicks the ground lightly.

At the same time, you twist your shoulders back and use the recoil to raise your right fist firmly.

A red fist gushes out of Mana.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the leading horse bounced off.

Kwaguang!

The cavalry falls tangled with each other.

"What, what!"

"Grrrgh!"

The cavalry is slowing down, speeding away in a powerful blow.

'There you go.'

The situation that Roan wanted.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't take on more than a thousand troops alone.

Roan plans to restrain Rain Corps's feet for a moment.

He prepares once more for a powerful blow.

Then.

"You!"

A large warhorse protrudes from the center of the troop, accompanied by a sudden burst of breath.

The horse is ridden by a large merchant with a huge sledgehammer in his right hand.

He was Earl Rust Lane, commander of Lane's forces and one of the closest men to Earl Jonathan Chase.

Tsk, tsk!

A hammer much larger than an adult man's head cracked the space.

Roan twists his torso as he moves his feet lightly.

Boom!

The hammer strikes the vacant ground.

Tugu.

The rocks and dirt scatter along with the thunderclap.

"Wow. Avoiding this? Who the hell are you?"

Rust stared at Roan with an interesting look.

However, the hood was deeply covered, so there was no way to recognize it.

Instead of answering, Roan strikes the ground again.

The two fists move strangely, creating dozens of balances.

"Are you the Fist Master? Hmph!"

Rust snores and swiftly swings the hammer.

At that time, the chaotically engraved balance disappeared one by one.

"The appendix is the appendix. '

Roan clenches his fist, admiring his inner self.

His whole fist sparkles red.

"No way!"

Rust pulls a hammer as he looks at the fist aiming for his abdomen.

Then.

Tsk, tsk!

Roan's fist completely shifts course in an unbreakable direction.

An enormous wave struck my ear.

"Huh!?"

Rust stares at Roan's fist with a surprised look.

No, I just had to look.

It's too late for the body to react.

Roan's fist, aiming for his abdomen, draws a ridiculous trajectory and heads for the horse's neck.

Out of the way!

A terrifying sound echoes through your ears.

Roan's fist burrows into the steed's neck.

The horse died without even crying.

The four feet stand firm and the massive fuselage collapses to the side.

"Hehe!"

Rust quickly turned and soared into the air.

Bang!

The horse collapses with a dull sound.

Immediately, the rust went down to the side.

"How dare you!"

He was furious at the death of the horse who fought together for many years.

Rust grabs the hammer with both hands and charges towards Roan.

If not, he who used to attack without measuring back and forth became much stronger when he lost his mind in anger.

'Looks like you're seeing a similar Berserker.'

Roan grips his teeth, avoiding the hammer.

If you touch it, the joints will break.

"We continue our pursuit!"

"Chase!"

Soldiers in the Rain Corps, who were watching for a moment, are poised to pursue.

"I-I 'll stop them!"

Picio takes a bold step forward.

But it is impossible to stop hundreds of soldiers alone and the cavalry alone.

Roan grips his teeth.

'I can't just let you go. Enable Blink?'

But soon, I shook my head.

It wasn't the right moment yet.

Roan dodges Rust's hammer and rushes into his arms.

The size of the bolt I saw up close was much larger than I expected.

"You!"

Rust folds his arms as if trying to grab Roan.

Roan bends his knees slightly, contemplating the physics of the Reid technique in his head.

Very stable.

He wiggles his feet dizzily, grasping Rust's waist with one hand.

Spot!

At that moment, Roan's body moved like a snake, riding on Rust's abdomen and flank, and passed behind his back.

Smooth moves.

"Hey!"

Rust was greatly embarrassed by the sudden back.

Roan pulls Mana up as hard as he can with his arms around his waist.

Suddenly, a huge figure rises into the air.

"Different!"

Roan throws a rust at the cavalry with a stunt.

"Oh! Oh!"

"Bar, pick up!"

"Take it!"

Soldiers who were about to pursue him spread their hands wide as they saw the flying rust.

Bang!

With a murmur, several horsemen roll down with Rust.

After looking at it for a moment, Roan quickly plunges into the ground.

It was to help Picio, who was fighting alone.

Puebuck! Puebuck!

His fists and feet split the space, leaving several traces behind.

At that time, the horses, horsemen, swordsmen and archers fell helplessly.

"Fizzio, step back slowly."

"Yes."

Fizzio quickly steps back, short of an answer.

His mollusk is already a mess.

The sixth sense was unrealistic, but the helpless part was still lacking.

Thanks to his mastery of the Tail Mana, it was not a burden to deal with ordinary soldiers.

Puebuck! Puebuck!

Roan moves around busy, pushing Rain Squad soldiers away.

Then.

"You!"

Rust runs ahead of the hammer once more.

Roan snatches a soldier by his side and quickly throws him out.

Normal longevity requires receiving or avoiding.

Rust, however, hammers the flying soldier towards him.

"Cough!"

The agonizing scream hits my ear.

Rust rushes towards Roan, regardless.

Roan sighs with a slightly stiff face.

"He doesn't deserve it!"

Rust snorted.

"The general is to be judged solely by force!"

He thought a great general was a strong general.

Roan glances at the hammer that slits his head open.

'It can only be used once.'

Blink.

Magic that can move very short distances in a snap.

It was one of the magic engraved on Brandt's ring.

'I use it now.'

Roan takes a deep breath as he weighs the Mana in his body.

Immediately, the weapon in your body is drawn into Brandt's ring.

The Magic Cube glitters along the ring.

Blink!

At that moment, Roan's appearance vanishes like a wash.

"Huh?!"

Rust looked surprised with his eyes wide open.

Boom!

The hammer originally hit the spot where Roan was standing.

At the same time.

Pa!

Roan, who disappeared, appears from behind Rust.

Rust is wandering around to see if he hasn't found Roan yet.

Roan kicks his bottom just like that.

Phew!

In a powerful blow, the body of the rust floats and falls flat on the ground.

"Hehe!"

Rust was greatly embarrassed by the unexpected blow.

He looks at Roan, lying on the ground.

No, I tried to look.

But all I could see was a red fist.

Phew!

Roan's fist strikes Rust in the face.

"Hic!"

My nose settles down and my teeth are all broken.

Puebuck! Puebuck!

Roan continues to punch without hesitation.

There was blood everywhere.

The rush, which was trying to counterattack, soon lost strength and became droopy.

"The general is only evaluated by force? Nevertheless, it does not qualify the general."

Cold pain.

Phew!

The final blow strikes the trunk of the Rust.

"Glug."

His neck was snapped to the left with the sound of boiling blood.

Savings.

Roan shakes his bloodied fist lightly and looks at the soldiers in Lane Corps.

The deep pressed hood made the atmosphere even darker.

'I wish I could be more discouraged…..'

I was able to finish the battle.

But...

"Boo, Commander!"

"Bird!"

"Grrrgh!"

The Lane troops scream with their red faces.

The death of Rust, the commander and nobleman, brings morale to the table.

"Brave troops resemble a commander. '

Troops that lose commanders are usually greatly discouraged and violent.

However, there were occasionally more fierce forces of vengeance and willingness to surrender.

Rain squad was in the latter.

'You're in trouble.'

You just consumed quite a bit of Mana using Blink Magic.

Even though there was still a handful of hands left, there were no hands-on raising laws.

Failure to use Travis' window.

Eventually, I had to use a different weapon, but nothing else matched my hand.

"Let's avenge him!"

"Let's kill him and honor the commander's death!"

Soldiers of the Lane Army raise their weapons and shout.

Roan slowly steps back and looks back at Picio.

"Fizzio. Run back while I hold them off."

Fizzio shakes his head.

"No, I'll stay."

Roan frowns.

"If it's because of me, don't worry. I can pull myself out as much as I want."

It was true.

After the war, I could run away as much as I wanted.

But I can't do that if I have Picio.

Fizzio shakes his head with an icy smile.

"I'm not worried about the lord. I have a very good feeling about this."

He looks across the lane, or across the lane.

"I feel like someone's going to show up."

Scary to the end.

Phew! Phew!

You hear trumpets from the front and rear.

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