I am the Monarch

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Roan and the pursuers stayed in Castle Hartford.

Once he unloaded his fortune, he took care of the citizens of Column Lines, Lucan Dies and Kallu's allies, as well as the residents of the surrounding area.

In addition, the soldiers who were killed in a relentless battle and injured soldiers did not spare their support on both sides of the water.

Of course, he wasn't only focused on pre- and post-treatment.

He separately called Swift who was moving with him to the Kingdom of DS.

I intend to use Lucan Dies as a hostage to invalidate the Royal Army.

"Is it going to work?"

Austin, who joined later, asked with a worried voice.

Roan nods slowly.

"As Lucan is not just a prince, but a prince who is destined to be the next king, the Kingdom of Dies will not be moved lightly."

Sammy and Harrison intervene horribly at the end of the conversation.

"But Lucan has a two-year-old brother."

"Rather, you may lose Lucan and try to become a prince on this occasion."

Austin nods.

"Then the hostage operation doesn't mean much."

Everyone looks worried.

However, she was still smiling as boldly as Roan.

"Don't worry about it. Swift will take care of it."

I said that, but in fact, I believed it differently.

In his past life, Roan had heard rumors about his brother, Robin Dies.

Robin's mother ran for fame as soon as she gave birth to him as a servant in the royal palace.

Since I was a child, I could not escape my humility because my ingredients were inferior and my powers had not changed.

That's why, as I got older, I became more grumpy and fierce.

It was also because his rival, Robin, was so messed up that he could be crowned prince at a relatively young age.

'No matter what happens to the dynasty, they want to get Lukan out.'

Of course, Robin, full of ambition without abilities, was able to move freely.

But...

'I told Swift to keep his hands on Robin's side, so there's no need to worry.'

With this opportunity, Roan was planning to divide the royal family of DS.

The idea of destroying a potential enemy early on.

'If Robin understands the topic and retreats himself, that's fine.'

After all, the Lucian hostage operation was a success.

Problem is.

'Clayda.'

The only remaining enemies of Roan and Lancefield were the North Line kingdoms that led Clay.

'We have to finish the maintenance on the territory first.'

Currently, the number of troops available to the Lancefield territory is less than three.

This is because the repeated battles resulted in warriors and casualties and separately placed garrisons and separation units at the borders and main node areas.

Moreover, we had to leave the guards back at the border with the Kingdom of DS in case of an incident.

'The available troops fall to 20,000.'

It was not good.

'According to Agents, Tenebrae and Aviation, the current North Rhine Empire forces are approximately 50,000 or more.'

It was originally a troop of nobles who followed the Duke's troops, including druids summoned by Clay and mercenaries who gathered with excellent administrative abilities.

"If there is a mandatory subpoena..."

The number of troops could have increased more than twice.

But the real problem was not mandatory conscription.

'Byron Empire, led by Mills Boysa, is spying on opportunities for the Estonian Empire and the Hoshitham.'

If they were to join Clay, the Roan and Lancefield forces alone would have to face three mighty armies.

Roan takes his right hand to the waist dance.

I felt a solid command rod with my fingertips.

'Commander Tao's baton.'

For now, I intend to mobilize in the name of the commander in chief throughout the kingdom.

I'm going to summon the nobles who are keeping their power intact.

'Then it wouldn't be 20,000…..'

The nobles of the Rhine Kingdom were exhausted by the fierce succession wars and repeated battles that consumed most of the territorial army.

That's why Roan only dealt with Column and Lucan in Lansfield.

However, it was not possible to impose a mandatory conscription against the common people of the kingdom.

'It's practically impossible.'

The people of the kingdom were already in a difficult and painful position every day.

Most of the farmers missed harvest time.

As the weather gets colder and colder, we can't just summon them to the battlefield.

Roan takes a deep breath.

I covered my left chest with my right hand.

I felt a solid object with my fingertips.

'Should I use this.......'

Difficult to make decisions.

Then.

"My lord, the informants have arrived."

Chris gives you a bad look.

Roan nods, blowing away complex thoughts in his head.

Soon, five skinny informants appeared.

"What's the situation?"

Roan asked briefly.

Everyone's eyes and ears turn to the informants.

"As expected, the Holy Shrine has descended."

A voice that sank low.

The look on Earl Lancefield's faces, including Austin's, was stiff.

The informant takes a long breath and speaks in the background.

"The Kingdom of the North Lines and the Estonian Empire have joined hands."

Seeing things I never wanted to hear.

Roan nods, his mouth shut.

It was a bad situation, but I couldn't stay discouraged.

'He just needs to take the bait.'

He stands on his feet, grabbing the commander's baton.

"Sammy will take care of the southern group, including Hartford Castle."

"Phew!"

Sammy bows in a swift manner.

Roan's eyes darken with a fierce glow.

A brief pause.

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed the drought.

"The rest head north."

A faint but powerful voice pierced my ears.

Finally, an order of punishment has been issued.

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< Earl Roan Lancefield, commander of the Crown, has leveled the southern part of the kingdom! >

< The Kalu Alliance of Column Lines and Lucan Dies has been destroyed! >

< Column was hit by a stone thrown by the people of the kingdom! >

< The Southern Kingdom is at peace! >

The whole of the Rhine Kingdom has been ravaged.

People applauded Roan and Earl Lancefield for a perfect victory over a disadvantage.

Unlike other royalty and nobles, I was greatly moved by the fact that I was able to calculate the status of the royal people by solving large fortunes in every region where the troops and troops stayed.

Thanks to this, residents in various regions have created a picturesque view of the daily prayers of Roan and Lancefield's infantry, hoping to stop by for a little while.

This belief and support of Roan has enraged some of the young nobles and the restless prestige of their children.

They join Roan's camp to support even the smallest force.

People started to gather when they saw that he was not the commander's baton and crest, but that he was Roan.

Meanwhile, a shocking rumor swept through the entire kingdom.

< The Kingdom of the North Lines and the Estia have teamed up! >

All of a sudden, an army that has fought fiercely with swords pointed at each other until now has joined forces.

The two armies called themselves the Lines Liberation Army and the king began to march towards Mills.

In response, the Lancefield garrison and the Northern Rhine Kingdom fought back, but the numbers and capabilities differed greatly.

In the end, the Northern Kingdom was engulfed in a terrible war.

People shed hot tears looking at the foreign country once again.

At that moment, a rumor sounded like the wind, as if counting the furious hearts of the people of the kingdom.

< Commander Roan Lancefield has started a war! >

Roan, a peaceful Southern Kingdom, began to flourish in earnest.

The people of the kingdom were excited about Roan's march on the battlefield once more without resting properly.

In particular, the people of the northern kingdom shed tears of joy, praising Roan as a hero.

The Rhine Liberation Army command room, on the other hand, was more agitated by Roan's North Shore than expected.

"Are you sure this is okay?"

"We haven't defeated the Union yet."

Baron Rose Sanders, commander of the Liberation Army and aiding Mills, muttered with a stern expression.

Both were nobles from the Rhine Kingdom, just like Mills.

Then.

"Nothing to worry about."

Clay, sitting across from you, shakes his hand with a faint smile.

His expression and attitude were very relaxed and comfortable.

He whispers in a small voice, looking at the map unfolded on the table.

"Lansfield's northern territory is rather late."

"Too late...?"

Rose smiles awkwardly and gives a late salute.

Originally Clay was a terminal clerk from the Druids.

The nobles of the kingdom were not worthy of their respect.

But Clay was now the agent and commander of the King of the North Lines.

He was also co-commander of the Rhine Liberation Army with Mills Boysa.

'Damn it.'

The insults went up, but I couldn't take it lightly.

It was not just about Rose.

The Liberation Army, especially the noble commanders following Mills, did not like Clay.

'Fools.'

Clay was measuring the insides of various noble commanders.

'That's why you can't.'

I was filled with ridicule.

Now was not the time to judge a person by their ingredients.

'What matters is ability. Ability.'

I felt like I wanted to snore out loud.

But he doesn't bother pointing to the map with his fingertips.

"I would have taken down Roach Castle, the battalion base, and completely wiped out the Kallu Alliance siege in the first place. Then it would have ended the battle at least ten days earlier."

A confident voice.

Everyone nodded, saying that it was true.

At that moment, Mills lets out a short breath.

"That's not what Roan Lancefield would have wanted. He wanted to leave the judgment of the column to the people of the kingdom. to gain a reason why the nobles of the kingdom drew their swords against the royal family and a reason why they had to behead the royal family."

He was right.

The most important thing for Roan, not from a prestigious noble family, was justification.

A reason to minimize the repulsion of nobles and gain the support of the people of the kingdom.

"That's why Roan Lancefield must have planned so closely and kept pushing Column Lines and Lucan Dies."

At that, Clay shakes his head slowly.

"That's the problem with Roan Lancefield. He overvalues the process."

I smiled bitterly.

"Results are important. I know you want to make a good world, but it takes too long to get results because you care too much about the process."

Clay extends his arms wide.

"Look, I, as one of Earl Lancefield's administrators, have already built a kingdom."

He was arrogant.

"I shed some blood in the process, but I ended up like this."

The smile on my mouth became darker.

"I also wanted to make a good world to live in. You have no choice but to bleed to make the world a better place. Do not hesitate to do so."

Roan and Clay.

Both of them dreamed of a good world to live in, and were trying to create a good world to live in.

But the process was also important to Roan as compared to Clay, who only cares about results.

At least Roan thought everyone needed a convincing process.

It was completely unreasonable that someone should die for no reason for someone's happiness.

Clay takes a deep breath.

"Watch closely. Me and Roan Lancefield, which one of you makes the world a better place to live first."

Valid expression and voice.

Mills glances at Clay like that.

'Too confident.'

Of course, it was also true that he had the ability to do so.

But Mills couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

'A country that was founded with a stamp of strength will not last long.'

The Liberation Army called in soldiers under compulsory orders, but in the case of Roan, people were gathering themselves.

That was the difference between Roan and Clay.

"I'm the one who dragged the Imperial Army into this..."

Mills shakes her head, smiling bitterly.

Then.

"You've arrived."

You hear a polite voice outside the command room.

Clay smiles brightly, looking at the commanders with a confident look on his face.

"Take him inside."

A little excited.

Mysteriously, Mills and several other commanders looked at Clay.

Haven't heard of guests.

Meanwhile, the door that was tightly closed opened and two young longevity workers appeared.

Clay takes a light step and stands beside them with a strange smile.

Mills asked on everyone's behalf with a curious look on his face.

"Commander Clay. Who are they?"

Clay smiles faintly and replies.

"People from Byron and Estelle."

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Informants from Agence, Tenebrae and Abnegation move swiftly.

His face was still stiff, but his mouth was slightly raised.

Forcibly smiling.

They quickly crouch on one knee.

"I took the bait."

Short report.

"Catch it."

A short command was then dropped.

"Whew."

A person who gives a blurry smile with a long breath.

It was Roan Lansfield who gave the short order.

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