I am the Monarch

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The entire Reich was engulfed in war.

First Prince Simon Lines.

2nd Prince Tommy Lines.

Three Prince Column Lines.

The three princes pointed swords at each other.

The Tragedy of the Osteochondrial Cup.

The three factions fought a fierce battle around the king's mill.

And a little further north east of the Kingdom.

There was a battle of a completely different nature going on there.

"Huff!"

"Ow!"

A horrific, horrific horse strikes the battlefield.

A bloody iron sword that pierces the head and chest.

A firm hoof that tramples a soldier's chest with barely breathing.

The fiercest battle under the sky.

But the most one-sided battle was taking place in the fields along the river.

"Dammit! No way! This is ridiculous!"

A middle-aged man wearing fancy armor shouts with a longsword.

Angry business.

He couldn't admit what was happening in front of his eyes.

Two kingdoms versus one kingdom.

At least one kingdom was not intact.

I thought the result was a predictable war.

"I thought it would be different this time......."

My eyes were empty.

Anger fades away and gives me a hollow look.

Friendly soldiers who are collapsing like crazy.

Beyond that, soldiers dressed in red armor roar like demons.

"The Red Army is haunted by soldiers."

Sage Kellerman, one of the generals and baron of the Estelle Kingdom, gripped it.

"Even if you die, one more of you will die."

One letter, one letter, chewing it out.

Then.

"I can't do that."

I heard a soft but powerful voice coming out of my ears.

Sage instinctively turns his head and swings his sword.

Kick!

A flame strikes with the sound of iron.

"Suck."

Immediately, a tremendous amount of vigor tightened my throat.

'What the…..'

I opened my eyes, forcibly gripping my teeth in the face of difficulty.

"Ah......."

I feel like my Mac is getting loose.

"You, you…"

Where to look.

Where the horse's head was headed, there stood a young man dressed in red armor and a red cloak.

The leader of the Red Wave and the owner of the Red Legion.

Everyone in the Eastern Kingdom fears for their lives.

Red ghost Roan Lancefield.

He squeezes out an enormous amount of vigor while he squeezes out a black Travis spear.

"Ugh."

Sage shakes her teeth.

When I felt like it, I wanted to cut Roan's throat with a sword right away.

But my hands and feet froze and there was nothing I could do.

Me, me, are you telling me that Sage Kellerman was scared? '

Circumstances I don't want to believe.

He was not such a coward.

Even though I had my throat cut because I was incompetent, I was an appendix that fought relentlessly.

Sage scratches her teeth and stares at Roan with bloodshot eyes.

It was the only thing I could do.

Roan smiled bluntly at Sage's gaze.

'The restraints are quite helpful.'

Grateful and proud heart.

In fact, there was a reason why Sage was unable to move her body for no reason.

Roan performed a magic spell that he had worked hard to practice and polished for the past year.

It is a beginner's ligature. It has the effect of temporarily firming the body.

With Roan's skill and magnificence added to this, I had to be under a spell unless even a skilled sage could defend himself beforehand.

'No one knows I use magic yet.'

It's absurd to be prepared for spells from the beginning.

Roan swings his spear lightly.

Screaming!

A sharp spear cuts Sage's throat.

Futile death.

One of the Taoists who was with him shot Sage in the neck with the tip of his spear and raised him high.

"The Lord has beheaded the enemy!"

"Waaaahhhh!"

Suddenly, a shout erupted from everywhere.

"Ugh."

"D, run!"

"Run!"

"Ghost! Ghost!"

Kellerman's forces quadrantly feverish and begin to lose.

Without hesitation, Roan gives the pursuit order.

"Pursue! Do not send the invaders back gently!"

It must be stamped and pressed firmly before it can attack again.

Roan leads the men on the front line.

Clay was different from his last command at the end of the spearhead when he was so worried.

It was the commander of the General who raised the morale and morale of his soldiers.

There was no one on this battlefield worthy of Roan's skill.

He was the only predator of this vast battlefield.

Eastel's little, ugly deer flee from Roan again and again.

Of course, it would be swallowed up by red waves like slavery.

* * *

"Die!"

"Die!"

A fierce sigh blows through the wind.

Afternoon, the lush southern wind blows, and the green fields begin to fester in blood.

< Simon Lines. >

< Tommy Lines. >

The two princes' armies also fought in the castle of Stellon to the southwest of Mill.

Castle Stellon has long been a supporter of Tommy.

Tommy was confident of defeating Simon by using his strong castle as a shield.

However, when the battle started, the situation started to flow differently than I thought.

"Dammit! I didn't think Simon was this good."

Tommy empties his cup roughly, holding it with his filthy mouth.

"Ugh."

On the esophagus and the airway, a pungent aroma rose.

"Wow, Prince. Even so, drinking on the battlefield......."

One of the longevity workers came forward with a long speech.

The faces of the nobles around you turn white.

It's different.

"You bastard!"

Tommy uncovered his longsword and slit the head of the longsword.

"Glug."

A false death.

Dog Death.

'There he goes again.'

'I wonder who's going to be there…..'

Some nobles bow their heads and sigh briefly.

In fact, over time after the three princes started a war over the throne, the nobles who followed Tommy began to hold their swords slightly backwards.

The second thing I lacked in ability compared to ambition was that Tommy was too cruel and unmanned.

'I have to think about it again.'

'Prince Tommy is done.'

'I'm already getting pushed by Prince Column.'

Cleavage.

Tommy's camp is fracturing from the ground up.

"What happened to the Duke of Boise?"

Tommy finds Duke Edwin Boysa, an outsider, who may or may not know the mood.

The nobles hesitated and did not answer easily.

"I'm asking if it's still far!"

Eventually, Tommy explodes again.

"Oh, not yet."

"Duke Boissa is still waiting in the territory."

"I'm waiting for my eldest son, Mills Boysa."

The nobles spit out a quick word.

Tommy sighs and clears his glass once more.

"Khh. Yeah. I'm still waiting. Still......."

I didn't like it.

I felt like I wanted to cut my head off on my knees.

But I needed him to turn this upside down.

No, actually, I needed his eldest son, Mills Boysa.

"Khh. Simon, Column. You must be laughing at me by now. Fine. Laugh and curse all you want. We don't have much time."

All you have to do is return to Mills, who left the Estia Empire.

"The moment Mills returns with the Imperial Army, the Reich will be mine. Hehehe."

Tommy glows with an eerie look in his eyes.

He once again emptied his glass and got up from his seat.

You see a vast field unfolding outside the walls.

"Ahhhh!"

"Knng!"

"Die!"

The unilateral collapse of his soldiers.

Tommy throws a drink at Simon's horde, almost like he's about to take down Castle Stellon right now.

"Hiic."

Some nobles shrug with a frightened expression.

Tommy glanced at the nobles for a moment, then bluntly said.

"Let's go. Castellan Castle is abandoned."

Very easy and light decision.

The gist of the matter, the castle of Stellon in the fortress, was not such an easily discarded place, nor could it be easily taken down.

But Tommy made a foolish decision with the excuse that the charter was a little disadvantageous.

The nobles bowed their heads without hesitation.

Their lives were one and precious to them.

"Yes, I'll do as I'm told."

Ridiculous situation.

With thousands of soldiers risking their lives outside the castle, there was a situation where all the commanders retreated.

The news about Seong-An has been reported out.

"You ran away already?"

"Then what do we do?!"

"Damn it!"

Tommy's soldiers, who were fighting Simon's army, looked half stunned.

Simon immediately noticed the change in Tommy's army.

"Stupid brother made a stupider decision."

As Simon watches the situation, he grins and draws his sword.

Birch of Thio Ruin, next to him, looks nervous and raises his weapon.

Simon kicks his paw at Stellon Castle on a sturdy wall.

"We'll take the castle in no time!"

A resounding voice.

Thio and several other longevity workers followed.

"Attack!"

"Attack! Take the castle!" "

Thousands, tens of thousands of troops rush towards Stellon Castle at once.

The castle of Stellon, which the commander has already left, is like a lantern in the wind.

"Ha, surrender! Surrender!"

"We were wrong!"

"I'll drop my weapon!"

Tommy's soldiers quickly drop their weapons and get down on the ground.

We've already lost all command, including Tommy.

Among these, there was nothing they could do as soldiers.

Bang!

The gate was wide open, which was tightly closed with a loud noise.

The remaining guards rush out from the inside and get down on the ground.

"Waaaah!"

"Hostiles have surrendered!"

"Victory is ours!"

Simon's soldiers shout and rejoice in victory.

Simon and the nobles looked at Stellon Castle in front of the bridge.

I remembered a smile on my face.

"I didn't expect the castle of Stellon to fall so easily, famous for its obstacles."

"This is all thanks to the prince's exceptional ability."

"You're amazing."

The flattery and flattery of the nobles poured out.

Thio gladly looks at the thousands of soldiers lying on the ground.

"Surrenders will regroup to their respective units."

One soldier is a waste of time.

Thousands of surrenders were overwhelming.

At that moment, Simon, who was staring at the situation, gave the command in a quiet voice.

"Surrenders die hard."

Thio nods unconsciously, as it is such a dull order.

"Yes. Understood....... Yes?! W-what did you say?"

However, I soon understood the contents of the order and looked frightened.

It is the same for other nobles as well.

"Wow, Prince. Surrenders are our people."

"They're linebackers like us."

Scrambled voices.

But Simon's eyes open wide as if it had nothing to do with it.

"Is that the only reason you want me to forgive those guys for pointing a knife at me?"

"Well, that's..."

The nobles frown in embarrassment.

Simon bursts into laughter.

"And there are still a lot of people in the kingdom who follow Tommy and his column. I intend to show them clearly. What happens if you point a knife at me......."

Life flashes in my eyes.

"Again, Margie..."

Thio gripped his teeth.

He steps forward to post a message to Simon.

But...

'It is a cruel and brutal order, but you are not wrong.......'

What if we could sacrifice the undefeated to save more lives?

Gulp.

Thio swallowed dry saliva.

His gaze turned to Simon.

Simon was already looking at Thio.

Like you'd understand me, right? The look in his eyes.

"Whew."

Theo takes a long breath and pulls back.

At least, the faces of the nobles who were hoping for Thio became dark.

Simon's face, on the other hand, gives a strange smile.

He looks at the men lying facedown on the ground and orders again.

"Kill every last one of them."

Cold voice.

The answer was not easy.

But I couldn't disobey orders.

"Yes, I understand."

Finally, the nobles bowed their heads.

At the same time, several longevity workers led the troops.

"Huh?"

"What's the matter, guys?"

"Ooh, we're Rhine people, too?"

"I was on the battlefield for the first time yesterday."

"I just came out to give you flour. Really."

"Help me. Help me!"

The fighters step back and shout.

"You should have chosen your master well."

"It's all your fault."

Simon's soldiers, who had to fulfill his orders, were also uncomfortable.

They leave the situation to the surrogates.

That way I could feel a little less guilty.

"We are the people of the Rhine Kingdom!"

"You bastards!"

"Ow!"

"Knng!"

Curses and screams.

The screech fills the battlefield.

Simon and the nobles glanced at him for a moment, then drove off.

They find their next kill and move on.

In the castle of Stellon, the screams continued endlessly.

Simon's brutal and brutal commands seem to shine.

Because some of the elders and nobles who followed Tommy and Column were terrified and surrendered.

"Hahaha! Look around you! Am I right? Huh? Hahaha!"

Simon blows up the ironworks.

The nobles nodded, smiling and struggling.

But the corners of my heart were still heavy as lead.

"Hahahaha!"

Simon's laughter pierces the sky and spreads everywhere.

It was a really meaningful photon.

But he didn't know.

A black flower forged by his terrible command grows in the grave.

The black flower cries sadly without a sound.

People with black flower symbols engraved on their hearts.

They whisper together.

"We are no longer the people of the Rhine kingdom."

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