I am the Monarch

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"For me?"

Roan asks again in a bold voice.

Clay nods.

"The lord can be so stubborn sometimes."

The point of the story was simple.

From time to time, Roan forgot that he was the lord of the kingdom and led dozens and hundreds of shamans.

They also engaged in hostile camps, dangerous operations, and maneuvers, such as in the days of the terminal spearers.

In addition, like Walter's work, there was a way to get there without any manpower.

Completely forgetting who you are as Lord.

"I was cautious of animals in my mind that the Lord wouldn't be in any accident."

Surveillance, not intercept.

Roan shakes his head with a blurry smile.

"If that was the case, you wouldn't have to sneak up on me."

"As I said before, I thought the lord would notice."

Clay was beaten.

He actually had a point of view.

'Earl Lancefield doesn't have the talent I need right now.'

Clay was currently managing and directing the administration of Earl Lancefield.

That's where the head of the Druid Administration is located.

A situation where he never crosses his hands in honest words.

'You'll never get rid of me.'

As soon as he surrenders, Earl Lancefield will lose power and stop.

'And he's not a man who saves talent and misbehaves with his own people…..'

When I thought about it.

Roan stands up smiling.

"Clay."

A voice that calls out softly.

Clay lowers his head with a slight smile.

He was still overconfident.

Roan glances at Clay like that, expressing resolute expression and voice.

"Leave."

Short but shocking.

"Yes?"

Clay's eyes are wide open.

It's because of what I thought I could never get out of Roan.

Roan looks directly into Clay's eyes.

"I will not ask for any more faults in recognition of my efforts. Leave. You may take all the Druids with you if you wish."

It was decided.

It was never an easy decision for Roan.

Various kinds of animals controlled by druids and druids were also very important to Roan.

Clay's ability to do that is also a top of the line.

Roan has now decided to give them all up.

"My lord......."

Clay blurs.

I was distracted and amazed. I couldn't catch up.

At that moment, Roan vomits a long breath.

"Clay, I have a great admiration for your skills and talents. The greatest of the gods, or even within the realm."

"Then why......."

He didn't commit enough sin to be banished, even though he had done a foolish thing.

Roan struggles to speak in a bold voice.

"No matter how powerful you are, there is no faith between you and me. Can you leave anything out?"

"Well, it's......."

Clay never forgets a word easily.

Roan grabs Clay's shoulders gently.

"Clay, everyone knows you're a great talent. Find your rightful owner and leave."

It was as beautiful a separation as it could be because it was still before the chaos of the war.

'If the world were dizzy, I would have strangled it rather than banished it.'

In the tough times, he was either an ally or an enemy.

If I couldn't get drunk, I had to break it.

'Of course, I don't really intend to expel him now.'

But Clay had no idea what was inside of Roan.

I was greatly embarrassed by what I did not expect.

Do you really want me to leave? '

Clay is unconscious.

'How did I get up here.......'

Starting with terminal management, he became the administrative general in command of the Earl.

Moreover, Roan was a holy and one of the most influential nobles in the Rhine Kingdom.

Clay needed a powerful master like Roan to create the world he dreamed of.

"Where do I go from here?" '

There was none.

At least in the Rhine Kingdom, there was no one comparable to Roan today.

Named masters and outsiders, the Four Dukes, to be exact.

'But it's a puzzle that's already solved.'

There was little chance Clay could squeeze in and take the high ground.

No, more than that.

'They are not even the Lord's opponents.'

Even though the ducs may be greater now, the probability of growth and development is much greater.

After all, there is no one within the Rhine Kingdom worth serving.

'Then you will have to go to another country.......'

It was difficult as it was.

'Things in some kingdoms are messy and someplace a little more...'

The executions have taken their place.

Above all, I didn't want to turn my back on my homeland, the Rhine Kingdom.

'The conclusion is.......'

Maybe it was from the beginning.

'I cannot leave the Lord's side.'

My ego was shattered.

As my ego collapsed, my narrow vision opened wide.

'It wasn't that the Lord couldn't let me go.......'

My lips trembled.

"I couldn't leave. '

No, you couldn't exactly let go, and you couldn't leave.

Roan would have known that.

He knows that he can be greatly injured, but is not reluctant to pierce the lance into the turbulent vein.

Thanks to this, Roan was able to take the lead in this situation.

'Ah.......'

Clay bursts low elasticity.

This time it's tied to Roan perfectly.

But he didn't know.

It was not just because Roan was so determined to take his own damage and shave his bones.

'You've already gotten a lot of help.'

Roan takes a deep breath.

My heart was beating fast.

'Princess. No, Ali. Thank you so much.'

Roan's resolute decision.

It was possible because of her help.

Very discreet help that even Clay, who was always watching over Roan, didn't notice.

'If there are Elves, we don't need to be tied to the Druids' abilities. '

Humans and Elves.

Roan and Alie are preparing for a new coexistence that no one has ever tried before.

When I thought about it.

"My lord."

Clay crouches, kneeling on one knee.

Quickly organized in a complex head.

Decisions were made as fast as I had a good head.

"I was lacking and lacking."

My voice trembles.

It was hard to tell if it was true or false.

"Please give me one more chance."

A completely different position.

But Clay was making dozens of plans in his head.

'I look up at higher places like this.'

He will take control of the territory so much that he cannot do anything else but himself.

'And if I do.......'

Your eyes glisten with a terrifying glow.

Retreat to advance Ibo.

If I could stay by Roan's side, I could do more than that at any time.

Clay disgraced himself enough to hide today's humiliation.

I feel a little better if I do that.

Roan glances at Clay like that.

'I knew it would come out that way.'

I smiled up to the bottom of my chin.

Everything was as she and Ali predicted.

'I was relieved.......'

One of Alien's gifts.

It's like Calian's tears, but slightly different.

As a gift from the Dragon Lords, Aelee's mind was able to see the light radiating out of her body, depending on the person's personality and mood.

Rage is red, sadness is blue, joy is gold.......

Thanks to this, she was able to use her mind to gauge some of people's true insides.

But very rarely, there were people who were hard to understand their personalities and feelings, and Clay was that kind of person.

Every time she saw Clay, she saw only one color.

Dark frequent light.

'The dreadful affection.'

Feelings that go beyond pride and confidence.

Clay was the man who loved himself the most in the world.

A clay like that just walks away? That's ridiculous. '

I want to get rid of it with a single knife if I think about it.

But we still have to leave Clay by his side.

It was not just because he lacked exceptional abilities.

'Three years at the most. In three years, the plates will flip.'

The Kingdom of Rhine will shake tremendously with the age of war.

The verdict of the royal succession competition.

I needed Clay back then.

Roan decides to use Clay to make a plate that suits his tastes.

'Clay, since you tried to use me.......'

My eyes sank heavily.

'I need to use you from now on.'

He calls Clay in a bold voice.

"Clay."

"Yes, my lord."

Clay bows his head.

Wrapped all over.

It seemed that the sincerity and lies were half mixed up.

Roan smiles bitterly and speaks in a small voice.

"I hereby strip all my current positions and appoint myself as a junior clerk. However, the promotion will be announced as much as possible after further employment. There will be no further penalty."

Leftovers.

It was also a tremendous relief that the Chief Executive fell to the end.

Ugh.

Clay grips his teeth.

One choice that was too arrogant led to too great a trial.

I watched, intercepted, and built several balls, but eventually I fell back to the bottom.

But...

'There are no further penalties.'

What Roan says once must be kept.

Clay takes a deep breath.

'I will repay you for this humiliation today.'

He struggled to smile.

"I will take my orders. We will do our best in the future."

Clay bows his head deeply.

I didn't want to be seen with a crooked face.

But Roan had already guessed what was inside Clay.

"Come on up, Clay. Steady the ground by climbing from the bottom to the top. '

Of course, that's going to last three years.

Roan and Clay's gaze was complicated.

That's how the strange company began.

Eyes on each other's invisible edges.

Of course, in the case of Roan, he was carrying a shield in his opposite hand.......

* * *

"Oh! You mean Earl Lancefield just over that gate?"

The young man pointed with a slightly excited expression.

The middle-aged man next to me replied with a short sigh.

"That's right."

It was a small gateway at the end of the road where two people could see.

The young man smiled brightly and walked with Cholang Chong.

The middle-aged man who was watching said as if he was tying his mouth.

"You're still the top ten fingers master in the kingdom, but you don't look so good."

"If you're within ten fingers, what are you doing? I'm going to eat it all if I have to."

The young man casually narrated a serious story.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly.

"We're not there yet."

"I know. I'm kidding. I'm kidding. But it must be difficult."

The young man was still bright and cheerful.

He suddenly whispered in a small voice, looking at the approaching gate.

"Gordon. Do you still trust my choice and judgment?"

In response, the middle-aged man, Gordon, replied without hesitation.

"Of course. I'm always on Clyde's side."

Clyde raises his thumb, a young man frightened to death.

"I knew it! Gordon's the only one."

Clyde.

He was the master of the Clyde Merchant Guild who had previously chosen the Three Prince Column Lines to consider the next great king of the Rhine Kingdom.

"I thought of Earl Roan Lancefield so easily. I admit that, but I don't think I made the wrong decision about Prince Column."

It was no excuse.

No matter how much I thought about it, it was only columns that mattered to the next great king.

"Prince Simon is overzealous and violent. Prince Tommy is too weak for ambition. '

If it hadn't been for Roan in the first place, the royal succession competition would have evolved to the advantage of the column.

"If Prince Simon were to carry Earl Lancefield on his back and become the next great king..."

Not only the column, but also the self who supported him will not be able to escape the anger.

'We cannot let that happen.'

There is a hole in the sky that will come out even if it falls down.

Moreover, the situation was not only desperate.

'Earl Lancefield has already won the Territory a year ago.'

People thought that Roan would end the throne competition by driving his victory and vigor.

However, after the King left Milr and returned to Earl Lancefield, Roan focused on taking care of the interior without showing much footing.

Rather, the nobles supporting Tommy and Column stepped up a little more aggressively.

Nevertheless, it was Simon who had the upper hand in the succession competition.

He quickly merged the major forces around Mill, with a reliable rear boat called Roan.

Roan's forces were that strong.

Enough to subdue the nobles of the Neutral Clan without moving a muscle.

'Anyway, I've been keeping the peace like ice for the last year.......'

The current situation in the Rhine Kingdom was dominated by Simon in the vast majority of the northern region, centred on King Mills.

The king was also influencing the south by splitting Tommy and Column from east to west.

Strange balanced situation.

'But that peace is over.'

Because there was a big incident in Mills a month ago.

'His Majesty suddenly collapsed.'

King Denny Von Rheines, who was behind and together at the banquet every day, suddenly collapsed in the middle of the last month.

It was true that there were big variables in the succession competition, although I wasn't wandering around right now.

'The three princes are still not showing any movement.......'

It was not a strange situation no matter what happened at any time or place.

Among them, Clyde had a complicated reason for coming to see Roan.

'I also want to protect our merchant guild.......'

Clyde unknowingly touches his left chest.

'This hand of mine is aiming for a battle.'

It was all the information I had spent the last year trying to get.

It was one of Roan's most wanted information at the moment.

'News from Io Lancefield.......'

Clyde swallows a dry needle without even knowing it.

The information he had was much uglier and more terrifying than I expected.

'As soon as I think about it, I can separate Earl Lancefield from Prince Simon.'

It would be possible to join Roan in the column's camp.

The information Clyde had was that big and huge.

When thinking deeply.

"We are now through the gate."

I hear Gordon's voice.

"Hmm? Already?"

Clyde takes a look around, organizing his thoughts.

The small gate was very clean and firm.

"A gateway to a territorial border, not a border, by the way....... Isn't that a bit too much?"

Gordon shakes his head, smiling bluntly at Clyde's words.

"It's because of last year's brutal territorial war. It means you don't want to go through the same thing twice or three times. I heard that they installed small and large gates along the territorial boundaries."

"He's an innocent man, after all."

Clyde holds out his tongue.

His gaze is on those who are coming and going to the gate.

It was a huge crowd.

"There's a lot of people coming and going."

"As you know, the center of the Rhine Kingdom's commercial empire is Earl Lancefield."

"A lot of merchants have moved here in the last year, right?"

"I guess taxes are much cheaper than anywhere else. That's why we set up our top branch."

"Yes. Not only is it cheap, but it's also a trading node with Byron and the Estelle Kingdom."

"Great Transit by Lake Porsche."

Clyde and Gordon's conversation was well struck.

What they said was both true.

Roan implemented all kinds of economic revival policies to make Earl Lancefield a wealthy territory.

Prior to that policy, however, the various merchants and businesses owned by Roan himself were very rich and competitive.

In particular, the Manasik mines in Monteria and the farmlands in the Estelle Kingdom were generating enormous profits from the eggplant business.

Clyde and Gordon's view of the conversation was clear.

We finally made it through the gate and into Lancefield territory inside.

At that moment, Clyde and Gordon's eyes widen.

"Gordo?"

"Yes, yes. Clyde."

The two of them stuttered with a half-dazzled look on their faces.

He swallows dry saliva and moves around.

How long has it been?

"Is this really Earl Lancefield?"

"Yes, you're absolutely right."

Gordon nods coldly at Clyde's question.

Immediately, a giant wagon carrying dozens of riders passed by.

Two strong horses were dragged by a wagon, but they didn't look like they were struggling at all.

Clyde mutters in a short trembling voice.

"This is a whole different world."

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