I am the Monarch

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"Shhhhh!"

A terrible scream from my heart.

Screaming continues everywhere.

"Yi, who is it this time?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's Baron Motte?"

"Baron Runnells, Baron Fork, Baron Tris, followed by Baron Motte......."

"What the hell is going on......."

It was already three days ago.

Knights pouring out of the royal palace were slaughtering Simon Rhys' most powerful nobles and their families.

At first, the people of Miller thought that Tommy Lines or the forces of the Column Lines had captured him.

It was hard to understand.

But it soon turned out that Simon was the one who was leading the charge.

Because it was so unpredictable, and because it was so unexpected, many of the nobles who supported Simon were beheaded for not resisting once.

The nobles in the territory, not Mill, were the same.

The majority of them sent one of their children to a mansion in Mill.

It was a choice to show his loyalty as the succession war broke out.

But that choice has become a chain that grabs hold of its own ankle.

"You slaughtered all the neighbors in a yard where the whole kingdom hasn't settled yet......."

"I know. What are you going to do if the other princes join forces... Phew..."

Tommy's death is still unknown.

"Word on the street is that Earl Lancefield is no longer with His Majesty."

"It's not good, it's very bad. How can you fill the void of so many nobles......."

A series of worrying stories followed.

However, this concern was only a rainstorm.

It's because new figures appeared in the vacancy, as if all of the elite who were also staying in Mill had waited just after being slaughtered.

In particular, the new Chancellor for Bradley Webster, Simon's outer father and one of the four ducs of the kingdom, has just been appointed as a young man in his mid-twenties, which has greatly shocked him.

Rarely, a man with a somewhat grim feeling was wearing glasses.

* * *

< Bird of Constance Racy slaughtered Prince Tommy Rhynes and surrendered to King Simon Rhynes! >

One rumor has made the whole of the Rhine kingdom public.

But at the same time, the rumors were even more shocking.

< Duke Bradley Webster and his nobles were caught plotting the plot and all beheaded! >

Simon's forces are shaking violently and Tommy's forces are collapsing.

The column was expanding as it breathed in its power.

There's been a big change in the succession war.

"The screams in the royal province are endless."

"The floor of the square is covered in blood."

"The dead are said to be piled up like a garden outside the main gate."

Horrible and frightening reports followed.

But the bigger problem was the stories that followed.

"This cruel and vicious act of beheading goes beyond the nobles to the common people."

It was true.

Soon after killing all the nobles of Mill, Simon was dragging even the commoners who had the strength to cooperate with them and slaughtering them.

In addition, he gathered more watchmen and talked nonsense or took all the critics to the royal family and tore their limbs apart.

There was literally horror politics unfolding.

"The king himself has taken His Majesty at the center of Mill….."

The sound of hesitation.

Soon, I continued with a short sigh.

"They're calling me the Lord of the Wild."

"Hmm."

Several people shed low tears.

The rumors alone were enough.

The people's gaze went to the top.

A young man in agony with his right hand brushing his forehead.

'It's finally flowing the same as last time.'

My head is tingling.

The young man was Roan Lancefield.

'I felt uneasy.'

Roan grips his teeth.

Originally, he was planning to march with the British army immediately after a big altercation in Mill.

For this reason, the king also deliberately built a campus near Mill.

I wasn't sure if it was Simon's death or Bradley's.

With the information gathered and the memory of the shamans, Roan determined that Simon was a little more likely to die.

Unfortunately, that decision was wrong.

The memories of the shamans that Roan absorbed were certainly useful, but they weren't all aware of the plan either.

'I was going to assault Bradley, who killed Simon, capture him, and then ask him for his sins.......'

Everything fell apart.

The plan to assassinate Bradley and wipe out the forces and clays who participated in the plot was also neutralized.

Of course.

'We need to rethink the plan.'

There was nothing to be discouraged by.

It didn't turn out like I expected, but Simon killing Bradley and running off with it has happened in his past life.

I knew exactly what to do next.

Only thing that troubles Roan.

'I shed blood that I did not need to shed.'

A lot of people have died at the hands of the Lord Simon.

It bothered me that I couldn't keep them safe.

"Whew."

I took a long breath on my own.

Austin, who was watching, cautiously asked with a stiff expression.

"My lord, what should we do?"

The same goes for many others.

Roan did not respond easily.

I was so embarrassed to explain what was going to happen to them.

Then.

"Oh, no!"

Outside the barracks, there's a commotion.

Everyone's gaze turned to the entrance.

Immediately, a middle-aged man of great stature appeared with a thick cloth flipped over.

Very poor mollusk.

"Huh?!"

"Mmmm!"

All of Earl Lancefield's housewives, including Austin, stood up.

Reflective behavior.

Roan also woke up a little surprised.

"My lord, I'm sorry. When I went into the middle of nowhere, I just..."

The guards who followed you later nod their heads, wondering what to do.

Roan shakes his hand lightly.

"It's all right. Everyone out."

The guards pay attention to each other, and soon they leave the barracks.

Roan stands still and looks at the middle-aged man barging into the barracks.

There is a strange static in the barracks.

Shortly after, the middle-aged man bowed his head and opened his mouth.

"I'm here to see Earl Lancefield."

I felt polite and confident.

Roan bows his head.

"I didn't expect to see you here like this. Bird of Louin."

A middle-aged man, he was surprisingly Simon's closest son, Thio Luin.

Theo nods, smiling bitterly.

"I didn't expect to see you like this."

A voice of deep remorse.

He looks at Roan with calm eyes.

"Earl Lancefield."

Roan nods instead of answering.

He waits for the words to continue calmly.

Theo took a long breath and spoke in the background.

"Your Majesty......."

A very painful face.

"Kill me."

Boom.

Suddenly, a huge shock erupts within the barracks.

Am I hearing this correctly? '

'Nonsense. Son of Thio Luin killed His Majesty......?'

'That's not what I was expecting.'

Earl Lancefield's paladins do not speak as if bewildered.

He would, too. Theo was the same man who had lived only for Simon all his life.

As the succession war intensified, it was Theo who guarded it to the end, not leaving Simon's cruel orders.

Because of this, Simon's closest neighbor, Cady Rheines, his fiancée Rodite Page, and his outsider, Bradley Webster, were also described as Tio Luine Birch.

That's why he's asking Roan to kill Simon.

Roan takes a deep breath.

He asked in a calm voice.

"What happened?"

At that, Thio replied with a sad expression.

"It's a long story."

No one speaks carelessly.

Thio reminded me of an old memory and was a hindsight.

"It all began the year His Majesty turned thirteen."

* * *

"Huff. Huff. Ugh."

My short breath filled my throat.

I was deaf and blurry in front of my eyes.

But I couldn't rest for a moment.

'The pursuit was right behind us.'

The moment they catch us, it's all over.

I had to grip it and rush it.

It was the only way to save his life.

"Princess, this way. Come on!"

Abel Limos, the escort knight who was one step ahead, cried out in an urgent voice.

"Huff. Huff. Ugh."

The woman who was called a princess simply walked away without answering.

Then.

Idiot!

A sharp wave struck my ear.

At the same time.

Phew!

"Hehe!"

A young knight who was escorting the princess with a terrifying sound lost his life.

"Stop them! Don't let them get to you!"

As Abel shouts, another knight steps into place, blocking the princess's rear.

"Hehe."

The princess's lips trembled.

Tears filled my big eyes.

But in the meantime, I didn't stop.

Abel looks at him and clenches his fist.

"Princess Cady. Don't cry. We'll take good care of her."

I remembered a expression full of faces.

"Oh, thank you."

The princess nods, smiling and trying.

White face, terrified eyes.

The princess was Cady Rhodes, Simon's half-sister.

"Almost to the Grain Mountains. If we go into the mountains, we'll be able to outrun the pursuers. If we lose the pursuit, the king will send men to Milr. Hang in there, hang in there."

Unfortunately, they were unaware of what happened to the king in Mill.

Simon was no longer the man they knew.

"Oh, okay."

Cady nods.

She also knew there was no sharp way to do it now.

"Rodite wants to kill me......."

I couldn't believe it.

Simon's fiancée, Rodite Page, is the king and brother.

When she invited him to the territory of the page writer, she set out with a concussive thought.

It was located in the western part of the kingdom, so it was a safe place not to worry about succession wars or foreign invasions.

Cady marches on the Grand Palace, accompanied by only a handful of escorts, as imprisoned in the ongoing war and battle.

I've been so excited for a long time.

But when he arrived at the Grand Chamberlain of Pages, he was waiting for Cady, not a welcome event, but knights and soldiers who were spreading their lives.

When the English language was unknown, Roditet and her father, Earl Avery Page, appeared.

They tried to kill Cady.

'I don't understand.'

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't figure out why Rodite or the Rhodes tried to kill themselves.

Cady barely made it through the siege thanks to the distribution of escort knights.

But Rodite and Avery form a chase and persistently pursue Cady.

After all, Cady had no choice but to flee for the western Grain Mountains, where Simon's king could not return to Mill.

"Just a little further!"

Abel raises his spirits with a loud shout.

You can see the forest unfolding beneath the grain mountain range in front of you.

Many other knights in a bad mood also tried to smile.

Unfortunately, their steps no longer continue.

Two or two!

With a loud hoofbeating, a cavalry appeared from both sides.

At the same time, dozens of arrows flew through the space with sharp ripples.

"Stop him!"

"Stop him!"

The knights gather around Cady, drawing Mana up.

Bubble Bug!

Some of the arrows bounce off from under your armor and your sword, but the rest of you are trapped inside the knights' bodies.

"Hehe!"

"Shhh."

Some of the lower-level Mana knights were unable to survive.

"Are you all right?"

Abel and the knights asked in one voice.

"I'm, I'm fine."

Cady quickly nods.

The knights' dedication leaves her unharmed.

Abel bit his lip one day, looking at the cavalry to surround him.

'Dammit. The Gran Mountains are close...'

Moreover, just a few steps further, there was a forest spread under the mountains.

If he had been unable to enter the forest, he would have been able to seal up the mount's movements.

'I can't help it.'

There was only one way to clear this mess.

'Send the princess to the forest.'

I had no choice but to use the remaining knights as shields.

Nod.

The knights notice Abel at once.

Everyone nods with a united look.

Then.

"Finally."

A beautiful woman and an old man appeared with a disdainful voice.

Suddenly, Cady's face turned red.

"Rodite! Avery!"

The identity of the beautiful woman who appeared on a good horse was the page of Rodite.

The old man standing next to her was the late father Avery Page.

Rodite shakes his head, looking at Cady's furious face.

"What's the point of running away like this anyway? Do you have any idea how hard you've put our knights through?"

The rebuke.

It was a ridiculous attitude.

"Yi, Yi, Yi......."

Cady trembles, unable to speak easily.

I've never seen Rodite like this before.

She was always sweet and inviting and polite.

"Why the hell are you doing this?"

Cady barely calms down and asks.

I was really curious.

But Rodite didn't want to tell me.

"Ask your brother later."

She shakes her fingers and backs away.

At the same time, the knights and horsemen draw their weapons.

Grrr. Grrr.

An eerie sound echoes through the air.

Abel lets out a short sigh and tugs Cady behind him.

"Princess, run into the woods while we attack them."

"Abel."

Cady grips Abel's forearm with a sad look.

His eyes were filled with emotions such as anger, fear, sadness, and regret.

Abel struggles to smile.

"Don't worry. We'll be right behind you."

Scary to the end.

"That's right. I'll follow you."

"Never leave a princess alone."

Many knights fought back with bright smiles.

"You guys are ridiculous."

Rodite, who was watching, bursts his smile.

"What's everybody doing? Kill him! Kill him!"

A sharp command has been issued.

"Yes! I understand!"

The knights and cavalry responded in one voice and took a step.

The tension fills the battlefield.

Right then.

"Wow! How can there be so many people in this remote place?"

A young man with a bright voice appeared in the forest.

The young man who came out of the forest spread out under the grain mountains was literally a living habitat in a beggar.

He smiles brightly, not knowing the atmosphere at all, and steps into the battlefield.

"What was the fight about?"

The beggar's eyes sparkled.

I'm really curious about that face.

What, what? '

Abel frowns with a nonsense expression.

He glanced at the image of a beggar.

His head was so hot that it was covering his face, and the piece of cloth that was hanging over his body was worn out and worn embarrassingly.

Exposed skin glowed with a dirty glow, and black spots were embedded under the fingernails.

The image of a beggar without hope.

Abel's eyes gleam and glow.

"Spear?"

The beggar boy held a long stick of spear in his left hand.

A crude spear made of loose, elongated pieces of metal embedded into the sturdy wooden end.

'No, it's an insult to the spear.'

Abel shakes his head.

Then.

"What the fuck is that?"

Rodite's sharp voice pierces his ears.

The beggar smiles brightly and covers his chest with his left hand.

"I am......."

Unprecedented self-introduction.

Of course, it didn't work.

Because Rhodes blew up his cynicism.

"Hm. I don't want to know what you are."

She smiled coldly and spoke in hindsight.

"Kill them all anyway."

"Kill?"

The beggar boy asked in a surprised voice.

Unfortunately, there was no answer.

Instead, the page master's knights and cavalry come forward with weapons.

"Damn it."

When Abel sees him, he spits out an insult.

"Hey. Stay behind me, it's dangerous."

He asked the beggar boy to take out the Longsword as a bridegroom.

Regardless of his will, the young man pushed back and stared closely at Cady.

"Who are they trying to kill?"

The sound of burying in a voice.

Cady, who was watching the situation, replied in a small voice.

"I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

"Because of you? Who are you?"

The beggar boy asked with a curious expression.

Cady takes a short breath.

"My name is Cady Lines. Princess of the Rhine Kingdom."

"Ah......."

The beggar boy burst low elasticity.

I didn't expect to meet the Princess of the Kingdom in such a barren place.

He turned his gaze and looked at the knights and horsemen of the late masters of the page.

"I don't know why they want to kill the princess..."

The beggar boy smiled.

"If you're going to kill me, you can't just stand there."

He shifts his head sideways and sideways.

"Huh?!"

Cady couldn't stop it.

The beggar boy walked past Abel with a nervous expression and stood in front of the post master's knights and horsemen.

"What are you doing?! Get back! Get back!"

Abel yells in surprise.

However, the beggar boy smiled and did not show any signs of retreat.

No, rather, the crude spear you were holding points to the post master's knights and horsemen.

Riding Ceremony in the middle of nowhere.

"Ah......"

Abel sighs unknowingly.

"This is how a young man in the front row goes….."

I felt guilty for myself.

"This guy's crazy."

"You want to face us alone?"

"Hehehe. You think you're some sort of Earl Lancefield? Hehehe."

The Marquis of the Page and the cavalry laugh out loud and kiss their tongue.

They quickly plummet to the ground, raising their spirits further.

'If you stall any longer, you'll get your ass kicked by a girl.'

"Let's kill these guys and get drunk..."

But their thoughts were no longer connected.

He was taking a lame riding ceremony because the young man was waving his spear around smiling.

Bloop.

A gentle breeze blows.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

The knights and horsemen of the page mastermind who were racing so fiercely, trembled with the rush of their skin.

At the same time, my whole body hardened like a statue.

Where did he go? '

My eyes were shaking sharply from side to side.

The young man's crude spear, precisely his spear, was aimed at them.

He's still taking the rider's note. '

Moreover, the beggar boy clearly had a pole in his hand.

Only the spear was hidden.

Then.

"Cough!"

"Hehe!"

"Huff!"

The vision narrows rapidly, choking.

The world turned black.

The situation is completely unknown.

At that time, a crude window appeared again in a blurred vision.

'Where have you been.......'

I couldn't think any more.

Kugu!

With a murmur, dozens of page writers' articles and horsemen have all fallen.

They had a huge hole in their neck and chest.

In addition, it was engraved along the forehead and chin to a long bite.

"......."

The heavy silence settles.

No one opened their mouths carelessly.

Gulp.

Abel and the knights swallowed dry water with a dazzled look.

Then.

"Phew."

The beggar man took a long breath and drew out his spear.

He smiles blurrily, his neck snapping back and forth.

Then Rodite woke up late.

"Who are you?"

A sharp voice breaks the silence.

The beggar boy's jaw softly went up.

"Me? I thought you weren't curious."

An innocent face and a voice.

Rodite yells, impatient.

"Z, you gotta be kidding me! Who are you? You! Who are you!"

The sound of her screaming as she stands up to the blood.

It was a very violent reaction.

The beggar smiles bloody and covers his chest with his left hand.

"If you're that curious, I'll teach you. Listen to me carefully."

A bad but powerful voice flows in the wind.

"I am the greatest spearer on the continent......."

The young man's smile became darker.

"It's Fields."

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