I am the Monarch

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"How could I have expected this….."

Sheet Wiggins walks around a small, shabby room full of mold and smiles bitterly.

There was not even a small window in the shabby room.

All I had was an old bed and a chair.

The seat sat on a chair and looked at the door to the room.

The entrance was securely locked.

'I'm not going to keep the hostages in custody.'

The bitter smile on the mouth of the sheet became darker.

Hostages.

Column Lines couldn't kill the Grim Reaper, but took him hostage and locked him up in his room.

'If you took me hostage, you'd think it would be helpful to fight Earl Lancefield later. But.......'

The column may not have known it, but being a hostage was one of the things that Roan and Sheet, Ian and Swift originally wanted.

The seat still gazes at the closed door.

'I'm a little frustrated because I don't know the time.......'

Eventually, I had to sit and wait like this.

'You should have heard from me by now.......'

I have a strange glow in my eyes.

Miss, Expectation, Sadness, Nervousness.......

It was a light of mixed emotions.

How long has it been since I felt a strange wit outside the door?

The sheet that was guarding the seat without moving for a long time smiles faintly.

'There you are.'

My eyes sparkled and glowed.

At the same time, the door that was firmly closed began to open slowly, very slowly.

The sheet stood up, smiling brightly.

"It's been a while."

Greetings.

"It's been a while."

A little nervous.

The protagonist of her voice was a beautiful woman with a sturdy and trustworthy feeling.

Sheet glanced at the woman's two eyes.

"I've been waiting."

"Did you know I was coming?"

She looks a little surprised.

Sheet nods her head with a fluttering expression.

"Of course. One of the reasons I came here was to meet you. Elba Dional."

The identity of a beautiful woman was Elba Dional, one of the 12 Hatchling nobles.

In Roan's first life, a woman placed a column on the throne, cutting the throat of her lover, as well as her colleagues at 12 Hatchling.

Often referred to as the Iron Woman.

The steel sword that Roan told Austin meant Elba, a woman of iron.

"To meet me......?"

The enormous eyes of Elba agitate me.

I tried to hide it, but I couldn't hide it.

The sheet nods slowly.

Elba lets out a short sigh.

"You want to convince me to take you to Earl Lancefield's camp?"

She sees everything in a heartbeat.

But the sheet gave no answer.

I smiled bitterly at Elba's mouth.

"I'm really sorry to say this, but you won't be able to convince me."

The sheet nods slightly.

'You are a very loyal person.......'

No matter what he said, it was almost impossible for Elva to betray the column.

Nevertheless, the sheets were still intact, relaxed and confident.

'Persuasion is not my concern.'

He looks at Elba's eyes and whispers in a low voice.

"Elva. I have no intention of persuading you. Convincing you......."

I had a faint smile on my mouth.

"The world will."

The sheet gently grabbed Elba's hands.

"You're smart and kind. Listen to the stories of the world."

"The Story of the World......."

Elba mutters in a very small voice.

She was well aware of the terrible crimes that Column and Lucan were committing.

That's why Elba also suffered every day.

'It happened because I didn't take care of it well.'

He felt a great sense of self-esteem.

The sheet pierces the inside of the elva.

"You can hear the real story."

Soft and warm voice.

Elva nods, her lips smudged.

Understanding the meaning and consideration of the sheet.

Now it was his turn to do what he had to do.

"I'll get you out of here."

The reason Elba came to get the late-time sheet was to get the sheet.

I couldn't do it together, but I wanted to save the life of the sheet.

However, for some reason, the sheet shakes its head with a faint smile.

Rather, I took a step back and sat back in the old chair.

"Elva. I'm sorry, but I can't leave here. There's still work to be done."

"What are you talking about? If we stay like this, we might lose our lives."

The urgent aura on Elba's face tingles.

The big eyes were filled with worries.

Sheet smiles brighter as if to reassure Elba.

"Nothing to worry about. Because nothing bad is going to happen that you're worried about."

"How can you be sure?"

Elva asked me a question.

I was that worried about the sheets.

The sheet was too simple to answer.

"That's what Earl Lancefield said."

"Ah......."

Elba sighs in a hollow tone.

She asked with a slightly angry expression.

"Is Earl Lancefield that great?"

He replied with a much more convincing voice than he had just said.

"Of course."

"Ugh….."

Elba sighed a little more.

Sheet glanced at his face and said in a low voice.

"Elva. Do you know how I got here?"

"What's that all of a sudden….. Phew. You came in a wagon."

Elba frowns slightly.

I felt frustrated that I was only worried about myself.

The sheet nods, smiling brightly, regardless.

"That's right. I drove my own little wagon."

My eyes went down gently.

"Isn't there something wrong? You drove a wagon on my bad side and arrived almost simultaneously with the messenger of the Column Lucan Alliance?"

"......?!"

The distorted face of Elba turns into a surprised face.

Something I never thought about.

'The messenger who preached the defeat would have run without rest for a while.'

The wagon would have run at a speed that would have been impossible to catch up with or imitate.

"How…?"

Elba glances at the sheet, blurring the tip.

Sheet smiled and replied.

"I didn't even hear of Arpegu Forest during the battle. I drove a wagon straight from the western part of the kingdom to Porter territory."

My voice went out of my mind.

"Earl Lancefield and numerous other widows of Earl Lancefield predicted the battle would take place in the Arphew Forest, based on tremendous amounts of information, as well as the situation and consequences of the Lancefield Army's participation in the battle."

"Does this mean that Earl Lansfield was confident of victory before the battle began?"

Elba asked with an unbelievable expression.

The sheet nods lightly instead of answering.

Elba takes a deep breath and asks the question again.

"So, Sheet, you're saying that our messenger calculated the time to arrive with the news of the defeat in advance and then appeared in the ballroom?"

"Precisely."

It was a sheet that spoke so easily of great things.

Elba lets out a long breath with a stiff expression.

"Is that possible?"

Even the worthless colors shine.

Sheet still cheerfully replied with a bright expression.

"Earl Lancefield and his deceivers can."

Then Elva smiled bitterly.

"That's how you can be sure you'll never die."

Sheet nods, smiling brightly instead of answering.

Elba exhales once more.

"It's not nonsense, because you're saying it. But......."

She glances at the sheet quietly.

The hesitant light is powerful for a while, and a quiet voice comes out with a short sigh.

"Your place is about to change. We've decided to form a new coalition to deal with Earl Lancefield."

His voice grew smaller and smaller.

"We'll leave some garrisons here at Warford Castle and move them south. We're going to set up a base there and set up a trap. You will lure the Lancefield hordes into a trap and hit them hard with fire systems and ambushes."

The stories Elva tells now were the plans from the all-day strategy meetings.

They were confident of reports by messengers that the Roan and Lancefield territorial forces were advancing towards Castle Warford after winning the Arpegu Forest battle.

Column and Lucan have not managed to set up a proper coalition system yet, and they intend to use Warford Castle as a lure and set up a real stronghold south.

As a result of the strategy meeting, Sheet's residence was also moved to a new home.

Elva was worried about that.

"If Earl Lancefield and his men come to Warford Castle to rescue you, you will be left with nothing. So whenever things get dangerous, talk to me......."

Elba silences as he continues to speak with a worried expression.

because the sheet was looking at itself with a soft smile.

"Ah......."

A low elasticity flowed from Elba's mouth.

Both eyes looked surprised.

"Are you already predicting this?"

Elva asks in a slightly hollow voice.

The sheet nods silently.

"Well, do you know where we're going?"

"Mt. Michael."

The sheet replied briefly.

"Ah......."

Correct.

At this point, Elva had to admit it.

"Earl Roan Lancefield....... what a remarkable man."

I just had to stick my tongue out.

In fact, Elva had doubts about Roan's ability.

That's why Sheet wasn't very happy when she first asked Roan to join the 12-hatsling, and she didn't like it when the column told her to persuade him to make him an ally.

'I'm not incompetent, but I thought I was lucky compared to my talents.......'

Talking to the sheets today, it was the person who was incompetent.

I didn't have the ability to assess Roan's real skills because I couldn't see her.

Elba glances at the sheet and asks in a low voice.

"Will you let me go like this? Can I report that Earl Lancefield is looking into our tactics and situation?"

Sheet smiled faintly and replied.

"You won't."

The words made Elba smile bitterly.

"Is that also because of Earl Lansfield's prediction?"

"No."

Sheet responded coldly.

He covers his chest with his right hand.

"Because I trust you."

Immediately, Elba's face became red.

She glances at the sheet and shuts up as she tries to say something.

I can see your eyes and fingertips trembling.

"Hmm."

Elba burst his clearance once and then took a step toward the entrance.

A very urgent step. No, it was a walk of shame.

Sheet smiled softly, looking at the back of the Elba like that.

Boom.

Immediately, the door closed with a heavy voice.

The sheet exhales a long, tightly facing the closed door.

'I trust you. Elba.'

I was able to venture into the enemy stronghold because I believed in her.

I squeezed my lips and took a long breath.

'Phew. Is the porter all that's left now.......'

Impossible to meet a Porter while locked in an orbit.

'But fortunately, you don't have to meet the porter in person.'

No, it wasn't time to meet yet.

I remembered the identity of the porter Swift told me about.

'When did you use your hands again in the Southern region.......'

Roan and Earl Lancefield had no choice but to stick their tongue out for the abilities of the Psychiatrists.

* * *

Quick march.

Roan and Lancefield marched quickly toward Mt. Michael in the south, avoiding the snow of Column and Lucan.

The newly replenished magic wagons have been a great help to the fast march.

Ordinary infantry troops were able to conserve their stamina by alternately riding the enchanted wagon.

It was only natural that the march would be faster.

"My lord."

Harrison jogs alongside Roan.

He looks a little worried without knowing where he is.

"What's going on?"

Harrison spits out words in his head as if he was waiting for a low burial.

"Are you sure you don't care about the North Line Kingdom? You may have been distracted by the Estonian Empire, but they were clays like foxes. They might be up to something weird."

That's how Sammy fights back.

"That's what worries me, actually. If they can't attack our territory......."

There was no way to stop it.

Clay was also able to clearly see through the features of Earl Lancefield.

Moreover, most of Roan and the Territorial Army have left Earl Lancefield unattended.

It was clearly an anxious and alarming situation in many ways.

However, Roan doesn't seem to have any concerns about what happened.

He smiles blurrily, looking to his right.

Where his gaze continued, Fields was located.

"There's nothing to worry about."

Soft and loud voice.

Roan looks back at the commanders.

"Our territory is currently the safest place in the Rhine Kingdom."

Unknown word.

All the commanders tilt their heads slightly, frowning.

Only one of them, Pills, smiled strangely.

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