I am the Monarch

< Chapter 42 Fall >

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My heart was bitter.

"Lord, no, Earl Lancefield. I didn't want to see you like this. '

The Serif, in charge of druid command and control, smiles bitterly.

'If it weren't for the Druid's oath, I would have stayed with the Earl.'

The Druid's oath was problematic.

The oath you made with Clay led Seripa and many other druids to betray Roan.

A pair of eyes with poor light.

The end of his gaze points toward Roan, who is running from afar.

A dark red flame that flows through your body and on a horse.

'I already know about the Earl's dreadful firearm.'

A weapon powerful enough to burn the world to the ground.

Clay knew about it and couldn't have been prepared for it.

"Prepare yourselves."

The nearby druids once again cast a strange spell on Cephas' orders.

At that moment, the heavily moving giant trees stand still.

Kuku ku ku ku ku ku.

At the same time, the ground shakes violently and a large bridge is dug into the ground.

It's like the roots are coming down.

Meanwhile, Roan reaches the foothills of the giant trees.

Just in time.

Shhhhhhhhh!

A huge stream of water gushes out from the center of the giant trees.

It reminded me of an avalanche.

A stream of water that drops so hard that you can't see a mile ahead.

"Grrrgh!"

"What, what!"

The Lancefield horrified by the sudden stream of water, including the Reigns Liberation Army.

They quickly retreat out of the stream.

Ordinary soldiers could feel the pain of being struck by a stream.

"Stand back! Stand back!"

Phylls quickly gives orders and looks at Roan.

Roan still radiates a dark red flame.

"Hmph! That's it! Did you really think you could turn off the Lord's firearms with a stream of water?"

Vibrant voice.

Roan's flame is not just a flame.

It was a source of fire made by condensing only the firearms in Mana, which was mixed with various energies.

It was more than just a stream of water.

At least that's what Phil thought.

But...

Pssss.

The fiery flames of Roan fade away gradually.

It wasn't completely switched off, but it was definitely less powerful than before.

Roan smiles bitterly.

'I can't believe I'm doing this.'

He looks at the giant trees gushing out of the stream.

They weren't just spurting water.

Giant trees absorb the firearms from the surrounding Mana, release the energy below the surface of the ground, and use the reverse force to create a massive stream of water.

Thanks to this, the area around the giant tree is getting thinner and busier.

'You can continue to use the flandor in your body.......'

There was no way to recover the firearm you used while you were still here.

There was, of course, an alternative.

'Use manual.'

Thanks to the Spirit King's tears, Roan was able to use her as well.

But...

'Since the last rush and the Flemish took over my body, it has been difficult to deal with her.'

Although still more powerful than ordinary soldiers or knights, the power was as great as the difference between the level of an adult and a child compared to a firearm.

"Whew."

Roan sighs a long time.

We couldn't use our firearms this way anyway.

You are forced to pull your firearm up, exhausting the Flamdor weapon in your body, and then you may break down.

Phew.

The dark red flame that wrapped around your body disappeared.

At the same time, a blue-glowed hand flows out on the armor and Travis' spear.

The stream of water poured out so hard that the water was in the form of water.

Uahhhhhh!

The blue waterway wrapped around Roan's entire body.

But it was also not as powerful as the firearms.

"As expected."

Clay smiles brightly as he watches the situation from the Chariot Tower.

Meticulously reviewed calculations over the past few days, months, or years filled my mind.

To him, Roan Lancefield was an enemy to be defeated, a mountain to be crossed.

The extinction of firearms through the Druids was a desperate move at the end of the hangar.

"Roan Lancefield."

Clay's eyes glow with coolness.

"Die cold in the rain I made."

A confident voice rolls down the chariot tower.

The situation was definitely not good.

Kugu!

The giant tree spreads its roots and branches to attack Roan.

"Hehe!"

Roan swings his spear at you, striking back.

But it wasn't just giant trees he had to worry about.

"Kelo!"

The druids chant the recall spell as they dive through the stream.

Every time, a firm trunk bursts out and grabs Roan's ankle or strikes directly at his torso.

"No way!"

Roan swings his spear as he goes along.

Spatula!

With a cheerful sound, the flying trunks of snakes seem to be cut off nicely.

Then.

Pavat!

Through the stream, the Seripas and Druids reveal themselves.

"Earl Lancefield. It's been a long time."

"It's been a long time, Seripa."

A simple greeting came and went.

Complicated eyes were tangled.

Serifa lowers her head slightly as she grits her lips.

"I'm sorry."

At that, Roan shakes his head with a blurry smile.

"There's no need to apologize. They are loyal to their roles."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Serifa bows once more and quickly strikes the ground.

Pavat!

The light flashes from his torso.

At the same time, a large eagle appeared instead of a hard-looking serif.

Yuck!

The eagle flies towards Roan's head with a sharp readiness.

It was a transformation after the summoning.

Pavat!

The other druids rush towards Roan as well.

The light flashed and each time I changed into predators like lions, tigers, and leopards.

But appearances alone were forbidden, predators, and the real power was far above those of ordinary knights.

The Druid's transformation was much more powerful than I expected.

Rrrrgh!

Yuck!

I burst out of my chest in a row.

Roan quickly tugs at the wheel.

However, the brave horse that had moved so far did not move like a statue.

Feared for a moment by the predators in front of me.

"Hehe!"

Roan is forced to climb up into the air in his saddle.

You swing Travis' spear at the same time.

A spear in the water path pierces through the steep stream and moves like a dance.

Pavat! Phew! Spatula!

The roaring lion and tiger bounce off the back, slashing long into the window.

Shallow!

Shallow split of the neck and chest.

It was definitely not easy to handle.

Besides...

Bloop.

Their wounds healed surprisingly quickly.

One of Druid's transformative abilities, one of his powerful healing abilities.

Of course, I couldn't heal my wounds forever.

The limit was two or three times, and if the wound was deep, it could not be completely healed.

But that was enough to bother Roan.

The bounced druids turn back into predators and beasts, attacking Roan.

"Hehe!"

Roan grips his teeth and swings his spear.

A difficult battle ensued in a vast stream of water.

"Dammit! Assemble the Taoists! Into the water!"

Phil, who was watching, yells at Roan, who is struggling.

"Phew!"

The Taverns of Asta Corps are quickly aligned.

"Fine! Then the stone......."

Fields, who are about to charge fiercely, stands still, gripping his teeth.

"Dammit. Someday..."

Mischievous looks and expressions.

A central headquarters of the Liberation Army is revealed.

In addition, a brief retreat from the Corps, Lt. rightik, again, begins to press back into line with the Asta Force.

Pills' gaze naturally led to the Chamber of Chambers.

At the top of the chariot tower, a small flag trembles with no rest.

"Hehe. Did you think I'd just let you run wild?"

Clay shakes his head, smirking.

The battlefield has been completely divided into the battle zones of Roan and the Druids, and into the battle zones of ordinary soldiers.

Everything was as Clay intended.

"I'm down."

Ian Phillips bites his lower lip as he examines the situation inside Lancefield's military headquarters.

'I thought the left and right sides were the tributes and the Grand Duke was the center...'

It turned out that he was the protagonist of left and right, and that he looked at the middle, like a garrison to protect the druids.

Moreover, that particular garrison is barricading Lt. Lancefield from approaching Roan.

"Headquarters! Save the Lord!"

Ian gives an order to the camp where he was quickly guarding the position.

It was originally an army that was left behind to deal with the center of the invading enemy base.

"Phew!"

With a shout of answers, the troops march towards the battlefield at a slow pace.

Majestic.

However, Ian's expression was not good.

'If the Lord goes wrong, everything will end.'

Even if you win a battle, you lose a war and drink it.

No matter what happened, Roan had to be safe.

'Hang on, hang on.'

Ian prayed earnestly and again.

In the meantime, Roan was fighting harder than he thought.

Kuang!

"Hehe!"

Roan grips his teeth at the giant tree branch.

An enormous stream of water spills over your head, a huge boulder that rises from the ground, and a series of frantic attacks continue.

"If only I had a firearm….."

I would have burned the giant tree in a heartbeat.

Then again, the druid attacks with the giant tree.

Kwakwang! Kwaguaguang! Puebuck!

Roan raises his hand and knocks out the window while simultaneously wiggling his feet.

The druids' sharp attacks bounce back and forth safely, but they are unable to stop the giant tree roots from rising behind them.

Ewwww!

Clumsy noise.

Roan grips his teeth at the shock.

I can't stand the shock of being human.

"Ugh."

She rubs her evil lips and bled red.

Nevertheless, he does not kneel or fall.

No, I dared not set foot on the ground with my spear.

He still stands tall on two legs, staring at the druids and the giant trees.

After seeing him, Seripa sighed for a short time.

"Whew."

He returns to his original form and stands face to face with Roan.

"Earl Lancefield."

At the low call, Roan smiles faintly.

"Why is that? Tired already?"

Still a strong attitude.

With the back of his hand, Roan straightens his posture.

Seripa hesitates for a moment as she looks at him and speaks in a small voice.

"Why don't you stop now? If you surrender, I and my colleagues will be responsible for protecting the Earl's life."

At that, Roan smiled and asked again.

"What about Druid's oath?"

"Well, that's..."

The Seripa stammers a little.

Roan takes a deep breath.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I never wanted to surrender in the first place."

Ugh.

I gave strength to the grip of the spear.

"Above all….."

The smile on my mouth became darker.

"I finally got my sense back."

Confident face and voice.

"Yes? What is it......."

Seripa looks surprised.

Roan reaches out Travis' spear and takes a ride.

Moment.

Paaaahhhh!

A tremendous gush of water rises through the window.

"Hmm."

The druids, including the Seripas, burst into tears with a stiff look.

Now, Roan looks exactly like he did with his firearm.

I felt a tremendous surge of energy in the waterway of my spear.

"Let me show you why I'm not called the Red Martial Arts, but the Royal Martial Arts."

The smile on my mouth became darker.

Ta-ah!

Roan lunges at the druids with a light kick to the ground.

Travis' spear cuts through the stream.

"Move!"

"Don't stop me!"

The druids, including the Seripas, screamed at each other and flew everywhere.

The situation was immediately empty in front of me.

'Now.'

Roan grips his teeth.

He pulls the spear, forcibly changing its trajectory.

Spot!

The spear trembles and soon flies toward the giant tree.

"Oops!"

Seripa sighs in surprise.

Roan was always after the giant trees, not the druids.

I was going to cut down one of the giant trees and try to reduce the water flowing out of them.

That was a camouflage! '

Serifa shakes her head in pursuit of Roan's rear view.

It was a lie that she had perfected her handwriting.

"This is my final counterattack! '

Roan takes a deep breath.

He was still very difficult to deal with.

The water stream that was rising along the window was made by pulling up all the remaining Mana and forcing the surrounding water stream.

Roan stares at the giant tree in front of him.

I'll cut you down!

At the same time, the window split the space.

Travis' spear grows long and thick in an instant.

Screaming!

Along with a heavy sound, a massive spear slashes through the giant tree.

Kuooooooo!

The giant tree twists and explodes.

"Ugh!"

Roan squeezes his wrist once again, enduring the pain of a broken forearm.

And finally.

Phew!

Along with a dull sound, the spear chirps the trunk of the giant tree.

Kuo!

The giant tree leans slightly along with its monolith, and soon it collapses.

Kugu Palace!

Finally, with a loud bang, a giant tree collapses.

Zec.

The water stream that was pouring out was a little thin, hard to fathom.

"Hmm."

In addition, the dry firearms grew slightly.

All right!

Roan smiles faintly at your mouth.

Satisfied with the way things were done.

Right then.

"Brilliant. Even in that situation, you're handing over a giant tree."

A familiar voice pierced my ears.

Roan frowns and looks where his voice comes from.

There was a face there that I was familiar with but didn't want to see.

A man with tiny eyes so thin he can't even see his pupils.

Clay.

"Clay."

"It's been a while."

In Roan's words, Clay greets you as if you had met a close friend.

Clay draws a strange shape with his hands clasped together.

"It's been too long and I have a lot to talk about, but I don't think now is the time."

He casts his spell quickly as he feels his firearm getting stronger.

At that moment.

Kuku Ball Bowl!

Along with a tremor, the fallen giant tree rises again.

He's even bigger than before.

Kugu!

The newly grown roots pierced the surface of the earth.

"Hmm."

Roan swallowed up his depression in an instant.

Clay was at least two or three steps taller than the other druids.

Shhhhhhhhh!

The stream that had been tapered for a while grew thicker again.

No, it was more than the first time.

Furthermore, the weapon that was gradually seeking power quickly hid its footprint.

Tofu, tofu!

Roan grips his teeth as he feels a stream of water pouring down his body.

Mana in the body has already revealed the floor.

Moreover, there was no weapon that could restore it.

"Roan Lancefield."

Clay folds his arms and smiles strangely.

"I wanted to tell you a lot of stories......."

His eyebrows twitched greatly.

"I'll do it in front of your grave."

At the end of the sentence, the giant trees once again swing their branches toward Roan.

At the same time, the other druids also faced the ground with an unfathomable look.

Roan takes a deep breath as he looks at the attacks that are pouring towards him.

Desperate times, he doesn't look away.

I didn't even sigh.

Rather, I shook my head.

The light flashed in both eyes.

Even though Manawa's stamina was low, she was strong enough to stab the sky.

'I will not give up.'

He was beaten to death.

Right then.

< Yes, it's too late to give up. >

A bright and sharp voice pierced my ears.

No, it rang in my head.

The voice I missed very much.

"Kinis?"

Roan mutters in a low voice without even knowing it.

Moment.

Paaaahhhh!

A whirlpool rolls in front of you.

At the same time, the red hair pierced the water shaft and a girl with often glowing skin appeared.

It was Kinis.

Kuaaaaang!

"Grrrgh!"

"Huff!"

The druids that rushed with the sound bounced off the ground.

"Hmm?"

Clay, who was expecting Roan's end, frowned upon the sudden situation.

"What's that girl? '

Clay didn't know what Kinis was.

< Roan, I'm disappointed. Can't these guys handle it? >

Kinis looks at Roan with his hands at his waist.

Roan breaks his head, smiling brightly.

"I missed you."

The words made Kinis's eyes tremble.

She bursts a short snore.

Hmph! Me too! >

It didn't match my voice or attitude.

She turns to look at Clay and the druids, either shy or shy.

< Those guys were being mean. No firearms....... >

The eyebrows went up sharply.

You must be angry with those who bullied Roan.

"Kinis, will you teach me a lesson?"

Keanis shakes his head when Roan asks with a playful look.

< If you are a man, you must avenge yourself. >

In response, Roan raises Travis' spear.

"I'd love to, but Mana's running out."

< Don't worry about it. >

Kinis shakes his head with a playful look.

She extends her arms wide.

< I will make this place your world. >

Unknown word.

But he didn't ask.

Because I believed in Kinis.

Right then.

Paaaahhhh!

A red light emanates from Kinis' body.

The light spreads out over the steep stream of water.

Roan just stands still and stares at him.

And...

Pa!

Once again, a red light erupted from the entire stream.

It feels like the whole world is soaking red.

"Ah......."

Roan closes his eyes unknowingly.

I felt intense firearms all over me.

The empty Manahall is filled with firearms in an instant.

< Roan, I am no longer the Spirit of Water. >

I heard Kinis' voice in my head.

Roan nods slowly.

'Yes, but it's okay. I don't care if you're a water spirit or a water spirit.'

My mouth went up gently.

'You just...'

< I just....... >

The voices of the two people mingled together.

'It's just Kinnis.'

< It's Kinnis. >

I smiled the same way that Roan and Kinis made promises.

At the same time, Roan opens his closed eyes.

"Ah......."

Once again, elasticity poured out.

A world unfolding before our eyes.

There was no more gushing water.

Instead, there was a rain of dark red fire that seemed to burn the whole world down.

< Roan. >

Kinis looks at Roan.

His face was still full of pranks.

< Let's finish this battle. >

At that, Roan nods slowly.

His gaze turns to the other side.

At the end of his gaze was Clay.

"No way......."

Clay is fascinated by the furnace that is pouring overhead and into all directions.

The expression is unbelievable.

Roan plunges lightly into the ground.

Pa!

The new stature blurs and quickly reaches Clay.

"Huff!"

Clay tries to take a step back, slowly swallowing up the false wind.

But Roan's left hand was a little faster.

Ugh.

"Knng!"

Clay rolls his eyes at the choking pain.

Roan's left hand grips Clay's neck stem.

"Oh, how did this happen......."

Clay shakes his head in disbelief.

Roan looked him straight in the eye.

"You must have a lot of questions."

Clay nods.

Roan smiles faintly and speaks in the background.

"Curious stories......."

I felt a little bit of strength in my hands.

"I'll do it in front of your grave."

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