I am the Monarch

------------------------------------

It was frustrating.

The chest is infested with madness, and the inside of your head is hard as a rock.

My chest and head were playing separately, and nothing could be done to my liking.

That was Simon Rhynes' position.

'I could see, hear, smell….. everything was the same, but there was nothing I could do.'

He became such a puppet.

I later realized I was caught up in the shamans' tricks, but I couldn't destroy the spiritually bound spell with my abilities.

I just thought I was going to die living like this as a doll.

But then a very small change occurred in the body.

She grumbled so badly that she started attacking the magic that she wanted to conquer somehow.

The Devil's Mana method, Peenville, was far worse and greater than I had imagined.

Margie's stacked body grows stronger and stronger, and she begins to make gold on her hard spells.

The gold became a crack, the crack became a hole, and the hole became a door.

The spell that was so hard was broken.

It wasn't long ago.

It was the same day I left Longport Castle to deal with Roan.

Until the end, the worry that Master Hessel had been worrying about had become more and more difficult to control Simon with magic over time.

Hessel admitted that Pienville Manat was strong, but unfortunately, he still underestimated its level.

The Pienville Mana Act.

It was definitely not the laws of man.

Simon has a terrifying smile on his mouth.

'A little later, I almost fell from this place.'

If he had been distracted, he would have fought Ronan without any thought at the behest of the shamans, and his head would have been cut off in Roan's spear.

His gaze naturally turned towards Roan.

All of the shamans, including Myrcer, were frightened by Simon's distinctive behavior and tone, but he still had a expressive expression.

"You're not surprised."

"I was expecting you."

Roan replied briefly.

It was true.

Roan thought that Simon might have recovered Izzie.

'When we were confronting each other.......'

When I looked at Simon, who was far away in Calian's tears, there was a bright light in his eyes.

Simon never thought that he, who was so far away, would be able to look into his eyes.

'Plus…'

Roan smiles blurrily.

As he breaks through the forces of darkness and stands before Simon.

'I saw Margie stretching to her head.'

Checking the flow of energy in the body was one of Calian's ability to tear.

Magi wields her head and body without blockage.

Roan was convinced.

Simon broke the spell and restored Izzie.

Roan and Simon look at each other with their swords against their spears.

His eyes were cold and sharp.

"I knew this would happen."

Simon vomits his horse out in a murky voice.

Instead of an answer, Roan looks him straight in the face.

Simon's words continue.

"You're too good. He's not under anyone."

Spoken like a gentleman.

Roan smiles faintly and replies.

"Wrong. I'd take as many as I can carry." "

A voice so sure.

At that moment, Simon's face distorted.

"You mean I wasn't worth the company?"

I felt a slight tremor in my voice.

He didn't hesitate.

"Of course."

At that moment, Simon's face becomes red.

Roan's eyes gleam and glow.

He just spilled Mana's tears into Kalian's eyes.

I was looking closely at how Margie's body was being infested.

'The spell was broken, but it made my head full of Finishi.'

Soon, reason will fade and madness will be all that remains.

Roan empowers both hands.

Cadduk.

Travis' spear twists and digs into Simon's blade.

Simon's sword was also the most prestigious sword in the world, but it was nothing compared to Travis Spear, the haunted creature.

The blade was shaved without hesitation.

'Not like this.'

Simon grits his teeth, staring at Roan.

"I will make you regret betraying me."

At that, Roan shakes his head, smiling lightly.

"I'm sorry......."

A voice that is absurd.

Relaxed expression and attitude.

"I have no regrets. Instead….."

I felt a little stronger in my hands.

Roan stamps Simon as he goes.

"Just reflect!"

Manga gushes out with the sunburn.

"Hmph!"

Simon quickly unsheathes his sword and twists.

I blew up Margie, who was pressing and holding at the same time.

"Hehe!"

The agony was overwhelming.

His eyes get bigger and bigger, and soon he fills his eyes.

Two eyes, all black, with no whites.

It was truly a strange sight.

Fortunately, he hasn't lost his sense of reason.

"Roan. I will kill you today and proclaim my health to the world."

Roan shakes his head, smiling bitterly.

"Plain."

"What?"

Simon frowns.

Roan points to Simon through the windshield, regardless.

"I will kill you today and bring peace to the world."

The smile on my mouth became darker.

"That's enough......."

The sound of the end becomes smaller as if it were heard.

"The ambition of a monarch."

A moment of silence passed.

Both Roan and Simon took a breather while taking a breather.

All at once.

At that time, a pretty big fireball appeared between the two of them, dancing with a firefly.

That was the start signal.

Ta-ah!

Roan and Simon face each other on the ground.

Spot!

The spear and sword split the space.

A colourful window and sword that move like a painting.

Cham! Cham! Chang!

A flame strikes with the sound of iron.

Every time, a storm erupted.

Strength, it was like a draft.

"Hehe!"

"Balance!"

"Back off!"

As Amaranth's troops roam around and slaughter shaman dolls, they retreat, unable to withstand the wind pressure emanating from Roan and Simon.

Woohoo! Woohoo! Whoo-hoo!

The sound of the wind hit my ears.

Cough! Cough! Kick!

Even the sound of iron from the spear and sword collide fades.

Roan glances at the tens and hundreds of swords pouring out at him.

'Certainly excellent swordsmanship.'

Simon's swordsmanship was renowned for his excellence in his last life.

It was hard to chase them with my eyes, not just some skilled person, because they were glamorous and changing.

'If I hadn't met Flemish and Travis in Vertex, I would have fallen already.'

The actual spear technique that I was practicing was really difficult to deal with.

But now, Roan was clearly different from just a few months ago, or a few days ago.

[Ilbo to the left! Turn around!]

Travis' advice echoes through your mind like a storm.

After a clear understanding of Simon's sword through Calian's tears, Roan makes his body move without a single blow to Travis' voice.

Tsk, tsk!

Every time, Simon's sword slits through the void.

But that was it.

Even Roan could not win more.

Tense tangles followed.

'That's too bad.'

Roan frowns.

As time went on, the disadvantage was that of Roan.

The militias of the Mills Boysa and Estia Empires in the North and the Column Lines and DS empires in the South are still active.

Moreover, the longer the fight, the more aggravated Simon's magi became.

I was being called to the body at an unbelievable speed, as if I had been repressed so far.

'We must hurry. We have to find a way.'

My worries deepened.

Then.

[What are you thinking about! That's what you have!]

Travis' voice echoes through his mind.

"What do you mean?"

Roan frowns.

[Ouch. It's frustrating. Listen up!]

Travis draws up a plan in his voice.

A beam of bright light flashes across his distorted face.

That's a pretty good idea. '

[You only get one chance. We have to win here.]

'Okay.'

After a short answer, Roan grips Travis' spear firmly.

Cham! Cham! Chang!

You bounce off the spilling sword, one by one.

Roan's skill is also not far behind Simon.

Rather than Simon, Roan was half the man he was.

Travis' advice in his head was powerful and brilliant.

If Roan's Mana level had been a little higher, the victory and defeat would have been settled.

Caaaaang!

A flame rises from the windshield and throws Simon's sword upward.

Travis' spear bends its head to the ground under opposing forces.

Suddenly, Simon's face and torso were clearly visible.

Travis' voice echoes loudly in his mind as if he had waited.

[Yes! Flick your spear up here and bend your elbow!]

At that moment, Travis' spear, pointing towards the ground, rises toward the sky.

The spear moves very delicately and aims for Simon's jaw.

"How dare you!"

Simon digs into Roan's arms, rather than backing away with him.

Short distance that is better for the sword than the window.

The situation that was favorable to Roan turned out to be disadvantageous in an instant.

No, it seemed to be a disadvantage.

Roan smiles faintly as if he was waiting.

"I knew it would come to that."

A voice that flows boldly.

"What the……?"

Simon frowns.

At that moment, Travis' spear, which was hurtling into the air, rapidly lowers and becomes a rod the size of his forearm.

At the same time, Roan bends his left hand, holding the end of the spear, and grabs Simon's neck.

Lightning Stone!

It was the work of a ghost.

[Yes! That's it!]

Travis is just as pleased with his work as he is.

[Please use Raid law!]

The nagging echoes through my mind.

Raid Law.

One just grabbed Simon by the neck was one of the most brilliant and powerful martial arts known to Roan.

Knng.

As you tighten your grip, your fingertips dig into Simon's neck.

"Ugh."

Simon grits his teeth and frowns.

'You were careless.'

I didn't think physics would pop out of the Workshop of Spears and Swords.

However, it was not hopeless or discouraged.

The more dangerous they were, the more they boiled and the more vigorous they became.

"Hehehe."

Simon blows the whistle.

The trunk hardens and pushes Roan's grip slightly.

"Let it go. It's no use to me."

Simon snorts with his arrogant expression and voice.

Roan shakes his head, still clutching his neck.

"Well, is it?"

At the end of the sentence, Roan pulls the firearm from his body with his left hand.

The back and palms of Simon's hands are red, clutching Simon's neck.

Roan smirks and whispers.

"Explosion."

Moment.

Puang!

A huge flame erupts from your left hand.

The flame is red and blue.

"Rrrrgh!"

Simon freaks out at unexpected attacks.

My head was on fire.

"Ugh!"

He twitches his head, wrapping his hands around his head.

My body was full of holes.

Roan never misses an opportunity.

"Farewell."

A short goodbye.

At the same time, Travis' spear, which has turned into a stick the size of his forearm, is again elongated.

A spear cuts through the room and cuts Simon's throat.

Then.

Hmm?

Roan frowns.

Through Calian's tears, Simon's massive flutter is clearly visible.

Are you running wild? But it's too late! '

Roan grips his teeth.

The spear was already close to Simon's neck.

Right then.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A black smoke gushes from Simon's body.

It was not like cold living or strong fighting.

It flowed out like a winter's breath.

The black smoke quickly spread to all sides like clouds in the wind.

"Grrrgh!"

Roan grips his teeth in a cold life that invades his entire body.

My whole body trembled.

It wasn't just Roan.

Silence settles on the battlefield.

Humans and shaman dolls froze for a while, even in the dreadful Margaery.

Even Travis' spear, which was cutting through the space fiercely as if it were splitting the sky and the earth, stands still.

Surprisingly, the spear touched Simon's neck.

That was it.

I couldn't slaughter a single whip.

"Grrrgh!"

Roan pushes his spear as hard as he can.

However, the spear doesn't budge, touching Simon's neck.

No way! '

Roan looks up at Simon.

"Hmm."

Suddenly, a low roar came out.

'The sword.'

Simon through the tears of Kalian.

He was black from head to toe.

Finally, Margaery of the Pienville Mana method swallowed Simon up completely.

The appearance was unusual as well.

Hair and eyebrows and eyes and teeth and nails were all covered in black.

It was weird to see him smiling silently.

'Gwangju.'

The memories of the last life unfolded before my eyes.

I've heard rumors of Simon now, and he is exactly the same as I saw with my own eyes.

'Kill them.'

Roan bites his lower lip.

If we don't kill them here, hell will spread out.

As Roan takes a deep breath, he pulls Travis' spear in front of his chest.

Just before another life-and-death battle broke out.

Hmm?

Roan frowns at the small, delicate voice ringing in his ears.

A voice piercing the battlefield of silence.

It's obvious.

"A woman?"

Roan turns his head to the place where the sound is heard, keeping his distance from Simon.

A hill rising over the battlefield.

I didn't even have to use Kalian's tears.

The man who fearlessly appeared on the battlefield was a woman and several knights.

Roan's eyes widen.

Princess Cady? '

------------------------------------