I am the Monarch

< Chapter 40 Amaranth >

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It was an undercover job.

It was unprecedented for a man to take down a castle and a kingdom.

Even Raid, one of the most powerful humans in history, and the original owner of the Flamdor Mana Act, was unsuccessful.

"Our lord is a martyr. Shrine."

"God has come down with a human body."

"When the king attacked Mill, he was worried about what to do next......."

"No one deserves our lord."

The Lansfield soldiers have a lot on their faces.

They prided themselves on being Roan's soldiers.

The king was as excited as the rest of the saints of Mill, or rather than the soldiers of Lancefield.

The end of terror politics.

Liberation from the ruthless rule of Simon Rhynes.

The saints cheered Roan and Lancefield on their arrival.

"Earl Lancefield can count on it."

"He's not like the other nobles."

"You've always counted the lowest."

The saints respected and loved Roan at the same time.

That's why, when rumors spread about Roan's fall during the battle, all the saints gathered in the square and prayed for joy.

"Earl Lancefield. Wake up quickly."

"We are always on the side of Earl Lancefield."

The eager prayers of the saints led me to the mansion where Roan stayed in a warm southern wind.

Roan made a shabby mansion without the owner of the Resistance, not the royal city.

Though they were unconscious, they knew the case as well as Roan.

Princess Aelys also kept Roan by her side without returning to the castle.

There were a lot of rumors about it.

"What is this? Did you have a relationship with Earl Lancefield and Princess Aelle?"

At a shabby tavern, there were seven men gathering to talk.

"I don't know what to say….. but Earl Lancefield is a little sad, isn't he? The situation is that Princess Aelys doesn't even exist enough to be called the Shadow Princess in the Royal Family......."

The old man shook his head, kicking his tongue.

"Aigoo. This guy doesn't know how the world works. Look, Prince Simon himself has ascended to the throne, but he's a half-king without royal crests, royal pigeons, and the common people of the kingdom are walking wild streets slaughtering and executing nobles. Prince Tommy is dead, so there's nothing more to say. Prince Column is better than Prince Simon, but he's also not treating the people of the kingdom for power. All three princes' marches were brutal and violent, leading to a public uprising called the Black Line."

"That's right. That's right. But the Black Line eventually followed Earl Lancefield."

Several people fought back.

The elderly man slaps his fingers with an excited look.

"Yes! That's it! Even the angry people of the kingdom can trust Earl Lancefield. But there's a problem with Earl Lancefield."

"Trouble? For the Earl?"

People asked with surprised expressions.

The old man nods quickly and speaks in hindsight.

"Earl Lancefield is a peasant from the ground up to where he is today. That means blood is the problem. This can't be solved by his own capabilities. But......."

Then many men noticed and burst elasticity.

"Aha! Will it be resolved if Earl Lancefield marries Princess Aelle?" "

The man nods.

"Yes! No matter what a Shadow Princess is, she has no power or power, but she is definitely a descendant of the Rhine royal family. When Earl Lancefield marries Princess Aelle, he becomes a member of the royal family. It solves the only problem of bloodline."

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed the drought.

They imagined the same future in their heads.

The youngest and least observant man unknowingly pulled the future out of his mouth.

"Oh. If only this chaos were to settle properly, Earl Lancefield would be the new kingdom of the Rhine….."

But even that didn't make it easy.

because it was a huge story.

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed dry saliva with a nervous tone.

'Really......?'

Is that even possible? '

For a long time, no one dared to think that a family other than the Rhine royal family would ascend to the throne.

The seat of the monarch was like a sanctuary that cannot be overshadowed.

However, Roan, an emerging peasant nobleman, was setting foot in the sanctuary, not even a famous nobleman with a long history.

"Hmmm."

It was the old man who broke the static.

"Anyway, if that's really the case between you two, things are going to be interesting going forward."

Everyone nods.

Roan Lancefield, Simon Lines and Column Lines.

Even the forces that followed the dead Tommy Lines.......

The Kingdom of Rhine was more likely to face an era of chaos than ever before.

An age of chaos where any end is possible.

"But you know what?"

At that time, the middle-aged man who was occupying the corner shook his head with a bloody smile.

"All the stories so far have been true, but one thing is false."

Everyone frowned at the sudden story.

"Huh? What's that?"

"What are you talking about?"

The sound of questions and eyes poured out.

The middle-aged man points his finger at his ear.

"Princess Aelle has no power or ability? You're welcome. Don't you know that the princess has demonstrated tremendous swordsmanship in this battle? And more importantly, the princess used to sing like a pawn. Who they are......."

My eyes sparkled and glowed.

At that time, a loud voice suddenly came from inside the tavern.

"Elves! Elves!"

The protagonist of the voice was the tavern owner.

The middle-aged man who was pretending to be cool nodded his head with Kim San's face.

"Yes, that's right. Elf. I don't know why, but Princess Aelys seems to have the Elves on her side. It means that when Earl Lancefield marries Princess Aelle......."

Everyone's eyes sparkle and glow.

The middle-aged man concluded his sentence with a big smile.

"Not only will you be a member of the royal family, but you may even earn your keep under the elves."

It was a huge story.

Inside the tavern, I was again static.

They once again envisioned the same future in their heads.

One of them mutters in a small voice.

"That's a pretty good mummy......?"

* * *

A rustic bedroom where three or four candles push away the darkness.

A young man was lying on a clean bed prepared in a hurry.

Clean brown hair, eyebrows and a manly face.

The young man who was closing his eyes like he was dead was Roan.

He was also unable to wake up for two days after the king had lost his mind after taking Mills down alone.

"Dear Lancefield......."

With a beautiful voice, the white hand strokes Roan's murakarak and cheek.

The woman guarding the bed was Princess Aelys.

Her deep, big eyes glow with a sad light.

'I've heard of it, but I've never seen it in person.'

Roan's running wild.

It was a very strange experience.

Actually, when I first saw him, I was very worried.

"A frenzied runaway is no different than Simon's brother......."

No matter how much Roan loves and cares for the people of the kingdom, he couldn't control the frenzy.

After a while, she thought about taking Roan to live a humble life, falling far away.

It was absolutely impossible for a number of reasons, of course.

'But.......'

Fortunately, Roan and Simon were different.

'Thank God.'

You catch a blurry smile on her lips.

A surprising discovery was made during the process of collecting the battlefield.

'Consciously, the saints and allies evaded.'

When Roan becomes a red spirit, or a red spirit, and the southern gate becomes a ruin, the villagers' homes are not harmed in the least.

I thought the damage of the saints would also be great because they smashed it so frenzily, but the only thing that collapsed and destroyed was the wall, the military facility, and the large clearance in front of the South Gate.

Moreover, when he climbed over the walls to destroy the Great Bow and Castle, he spread his attack against the enemies inside the gates and outside the gates.

We clearly distinguished Pia during the rush.

It was not like Simon's madness to slaughter and kill his lifelong henchmen.

And most of all,

'In my voice, I reacted to the way I looked.'

No, it wasn't enough to react.

The red stained appearance returned to its original state and regained its reason.

Stop yourself from drinking.

He even said thank you before he lost his mind.

I feel like a special person.

That made her happy.

'I won't be nervous.'

He hasn't been sober for two days, but he's not worried.

She trusted Roan.

"You're Roan Lancefield."

A beautiful voice tickles Roan's ear.

* * *

Where am I? '

It was pitch black everywhere.

All you see is your arms, your legs, your torso.

I couldn't tell the difference between up and down.

It was Roan who was wandering around with a bewildered look on his face.

'No way.......'

His face was stiff.

Is he dead? '

But soon, I shook my head.

Intuitive denial.

'Not yet. I'm not dead yet.'

Besides...

'It wasn't like this the last time I died…..'

Death was very painful.

I didn't know if it was because I was stabbed to death, but I definitely didn't want to do it again.

But now, although it was embarrassing, it was not painful or painful.

Rather, my body and mind were calm and comfortable.

'Yes, he's definitely not dead. So, where are we?'

Roan stands up straight and looks around.

I tried even Calian's tears, but all I could see was darkness.

'A ball that I can't understand.......'

When I thought about it.

"Oh, look at this guy. He's already awake."

"I see. You're not even a little embarrassed?"

A strange voice pierces my ears.

Roan frowns.

I couldn't even tell which direction the sound was coming from.

It sounds like it's ringing in my head.

"Who are you? Show yourself."

Roan struggles to keep his composure and speaks in a calm voice.

Soon, I heard a strange voice again.

"Show yourself?"

"We've been here a long time."

Neither voice could distinguish between a man, a woman, or an animal.

Roan turns slowly around where he stands.

"Hmm."

Suddenly, a low roar came out.

'Obviously no one was there.......'

But there were two young men standing behind him.

No, I felt so neutral that it was hard to tell whether I was young or beautiful.

They were very similar, and very different.

Their necessities were remarkably similar, but one had red hair, eyebrows and eyes, and the outfit was also a red conquest.

Others were wearing black conquests, similar to blackheads, eyebrows and eyebrows, that were darker than the darkness filling the space.

And the man dressed in black looked two or three inches bigger than the man dressed in red.

Roan takes a deep breath.

"I am Roan Lance......."

The introduction did not continue.

"I know. He's Earl Roan Lansfield."

"From the mountain village of the Grains. A man of position, starting with one end spear and becoming Earl of the Rhine Kingdom! Right?"

Correct.

Do they know me? '

Roan frowns.

But they were definitely not in the memory.

"Oh! And......."

When Roan was stumbling through his old memories, the man in red conquest and the man in black conquest spoke amongst themselves.

"He has a big secret, doesn't he?"

"Yes, yes. A secret no ordinary person can ever trust!"

The two look at each other and smile, and soon they turn their heads to look at Roan.

The red eyes and the black eyes sparkle and glow.

Both lips moved at the same time.

"You died once and came back to the past!"

The exact words are exactly right.

Roan opens his eyes.

Something unexpected.

A secret that no one knew suddenly appeared.

This was not the time to reminisce.

"Well, how did you...?"

Roan, who doesn't usually panic, shakes a lot.

'Phew.'

I took a deep breath.

I caught my heart in a great swing.

He stared at them with a stiff look.

"What are you?"

A tremendous amount of discipline pours out, as if I wouldn't let you.

The two of them muttered their heads with a fierce expression.

"I'm scared. Get your strength out of my eyes."

"Yes, yes. This isn't between us."

The two of them hurriedly smiled and walked towards Roan.

Then, like a handshake, he reaches out his right hand.

"Nice to meet you."

"This is the first time we've met."

A man dressed in red and a man dressed in black.

The two of them looked as bright as a child.

"My name is......."

"My name is......."

The man in the red conquest.

Behind him was a man dressed in black conquest.

"It's Flemish."

"It's Travis."

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