I am the Monarch

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"Well, is that true?"

"You didn't hear wrong, did you?"

Urgent voices spill out.

"Shh. Quiet. Lower your voice."

It was Beckale who shrugged with a nervous expression.

Late in the morning, he secretly summoned his gang.

"I heard what they were saying."

Beckale's face rises red.

The fury rises to the throat.

"Roan. He tricked us."

He narrated the story of Murray and the Taoist troops he had heard from the watchtower.

"There was no poison in the first place."

The group frowns.

"Why would you lie like that......?"

"Playing with people's lives......."

Likewise, the fury rises.

Beckale smiles bitterly.

"You were going to make us puppets."

"Damn it."

The group grumbles, their fists clenched.

But that was it.

There was nothing more they could do.

'I'm angry, but.......'

Roan was no longer a mountain village boy, but a country monarch.

I became a great being that I couldn't even look at.

'Even if he twitches a finger, our neck will fly away.'

Eventually, I had to live quietly, killing my breath.

'But even if you don't have the medicine, you won't die.'

I struggled to think positively and forced to smile.

Right then.

"It's not over yet."

Beckel's expression was meaningful.

"I have more conversations with Roan's underlings."

His eyes sank calmly.

"There was another reason why Roan left his underlings in our village."

That said, the gangsters tilted their heads.

"Wasn't it to protect the village and keep an eye on us?"

"Ah! I heard you were investigating the monsters in the Grains."

"That's right, isn't that why you're staying?"

Everyone looks at Beckel curiously.

Beckale shrugged more and said in a small voice.

"There was one other reason."

"What's that?"

Everyone asked in one voice.

Beckale replies briefly.

"He's looking for something right now."

"What kind of stuff?"

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed the drought.

Beckale replies with a smaller voice.

"Ficis' Bow."

"Ficis' bow?"

The group frowns.

"What is Ficis' bow?"

At that point, Beckel looked around for no reason and replied.

"Ficis, Queen of the Elves, used it. Dragons and Elves are enchanted, so there's no need for arrows."

A little excited.

"Just pull the protest and the magic arrow will fly to the target on its own. He's a white-haired man with the power to smash a huge rock in one fell swoop."

"Ah......."

The gangsters burst low resilience.

Beckel's words kept going.

"I hear Ficis' bow is hidden at the foot of the Grain Mountains near our village. It's been a long time since Roan came back to find Ficis' bow."

"Of course."

"That I miss my hometown, that I miss my hometown, it was all nonsense."

The gang's lips twitched.

Over time, the hatred against Roan grew.

Beckel stares at their faces.

"Speaking of which..."

My voice was subtly changed.

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed dry saliva with a nervous look.

Beckale smiles bitterly.

"Let's find Ficis' bow."

"Us?"

The gangsters frowned.

Beckale nods slightly excitedly.

"He who has the Bow of Ficis can become the strongest man on the continent."

"That's what the Taesars said?"

"Yes, I'm sure you did."

Beckale smiles bitterly.

"Once we find the bow, we can go to war and build a new one, or even get a title. No. If I was the strongest man on the continent, I could build a country like Roan."

His face rises red.

"If not, at least you can be an empire aristocrat."

The bitter smile on my mouth became darker.

"It means that you can have much more power than Roan, the ruler of the new country."

My voice trembles.

Beckale clenches his fist.

"We're looking for Ficis' bow. Let's find the bow and get out of the world. Go out there and claim wealth, power and honor. Let's break Roan's nose and ask him for the sin he played with our lives."

Gulp.

The gangsters swallowed dry water again.

Rage and rebellion against Roan, and the brief forgotten ambition blooms.

"Joe, good. You were gonna get out of the world anyway."

"If you're not addicted to poison, don't hesitate."

"Let's find Ficis' bow and get out of the world."

Everyone held their mouths together and made a firm commitment.

Finally, a decision was made.

Beckale hits him in the head with the gangsters.

"Keep an eye on the Taoists for now. I'll take care of the rest."

"Oh, okay."

Everyone nods quickly.

Starting the following day, Beckale and his group have been chasing Amaranth Taoists from a distance, including Murray.

Of course, I did not forget to pretend to hunt as usual.

Murray looks at them for a moment, but he doesn't want to separate them.

No, I didn't have to.

"Huff. Huff. Ugh. Are they human?"

"Where did he go? Huff. Huff. Huff."

Two of the Beckale gangsters take a deep breath on both knees.

They were chasing the Taoists pretending to be hunting.

However, the stamina and speed of the tambourines were far superior to those of ordinary people.

There's been a swarm of mountain hunters chasing you from the start.

After half a day, I felt suffocated.

This was not just about the two of them.

All the gangsters that were chasing the other Taoists, even Becke, ran out of stamina.

"Huff. Huff. Huff."

Only the sound of rough breathing fills the mountain.

Two days passed without income.

'Dammit. We can't do this.'

Beckale grips his teeth.

At this rate, the Taoists will find Ficis' bow before they do anything.

'Roan, the monarch, takes even Ficis' bow......? '

It was a terrible thing to imagine.

'There is more gap between me and you.'

I couldn't bear it.

Rrrrgh.

I split my teeth by myself.

"Whatever it takes, I'll find the bow….."

When I thought about it.

"Mr. Beckale."

The voice of the middle bass dug into my ears.

Strange voice.

Beckel raises his head to find the protagonist of his voice.

"Hmm."

Suddenly, a low roar came out.

The protagonist of the voice was Murray, who was in charge of the remaining imperial guards in the village.

"Deputy Murray."

Beckale bows his head, standing cold.

An irritated face suddenly smiled.

Murray gazes carelessly at such a bevel.

Wait, did you get caught? '

Beckale feels the cold sweat rising from his back.

Gulp.

The drowsiness has passed.

Then.

"Mr. Beckale. If you don't mind, could you help us?"

"Do you want some help?"

Beckel looks at the unexpected.

Murray nods slowly.

"We're looking for a place, and we haven't made any progress in two days."

"Ah......."

Beckale blows a low elasticity without his knowledge.

He could see what Murray was saying.

'Where Ficis' bow is. '

Suddenly things got complicated in my head.

In the meantime, Murray's words continue.

"I thought it might be helpful for Mr. Beckale, who is the best hunter in town and knows the Grains inside and out."

A sharp glance sweeps through Beckale's body.

Beckel snaps to his senses.

"Yes, yes! I am the best person in our village who knows this area."

He smiles like a good man.

"Do you have any information about where you're looking?"

Beckale asked very kindly, cautiously to avoid buying suspicion.

Murray nods, smiling faintly.

"There was an article describing the place. Content......."

For a long time, he described a place.

"Ah!"

Becale is listening quietly.

Delphine Canyon! This is just a description of Delphine Canyon! '

He realizes where Murray is talking at once.

Delphine Canyon is frequented by ferocious monsters, so it's not a good place to go unless it's something special.

Why don't you pretend you don't know? '

Beckel turns his bad head away.

But he shakes his head.

'Till Delphine Canyon isn't even a local valley... and we know exactly where...'

When I thought about it.

"Do you know where it is?"

Murray asked with a stiff voice.

Beckale purposely pretends to be troubled, then strikes his finger.

Exactly!

A cheerful sound rang out.

"On second thought, the place you spoke of looks like Delphine Canyon."

"Delphine Canyon? Where is it?"

Murray asked with a slight excitement.

Beckel hesitates for a moment and replies with an expression of helplessness.

"Hmmm. I'd rather give you a word of explanation."

"Oh, you don't have to do that."

Murray refused.

But Beckel had no intention of standing back.

"No. Delphine Canyons are so complicated that if you go out looking for them, you can get lost and wander off. I'll take you there myself."

"Hmm."

Murray looks troubled, then nods.

"Very well. Then I'll ask you a favor."

"Yes, just trust me."

Beckel taps his chest, calling for inner joy.

He quickly packed what he needed.

Should I tell the others? '

Last night, my colleagues confirmed their willingness to put their heads together.

Beckale ponders for a moment, then shakes his head.

'Bows are one anyway.'

I didn't have to take him away from the situation.

'Later, I'll take care of you later.'

Disgusting thoughts.

He abandoned his friends without anyone knowing.

Becale was the face of a traitor in the first life and in the second.

"I'll take the lead."

Beckel takes a walk in his fair expression and posture.

It looks very excited without knowing where it is.

Murray follows behind quietly, making a sneaky smile.

"Your Majesty..."

A short sigh came out of my lips.

'Everything is really going according to His Majesty's words.'

My heart was bitter.

A sharp glance pierces the back of Beckale's head.

"This one......."

A cold light flowed down the sides of my eyes.

"This is rubbish."

* * *

"Days."

A strange smile fills the battle with glamour.

The protagonist of the laughter was the Holy Father Veldrica of the Church of Devesis, an old man who often wore bright clothes and coffins of light.

He holds a cluster of grapes in one hand and eats each of them with his long, thin fingers.

Very rich and relaxed.

At that time, one of the men who plunged in front of him stepped forward and lowered his waist.

"Cardinal Ayl has something to say to the Holy Father."

A nice voice with a middle tone.

It was a soft yet powerful voice.

Veldrica, who was about to put a grape in her mouth, pauses and smiles strangely.

"Days. What do you want to say? Try all you want."

It seemed like he was ready to listen.

Aile lowers her voice, lowering her head slightly.

"I have something to ask you about Cardinal Herbert."

"Days. Cardinal Herbert......."

Veldrica opens her teeth and bursts a peculiar smile.

Herbert was a Cardinal who left for the Amaranth Kingdom on Veltrica's orders.

"Cardinal Herbert left for the Rhine Kingdom two days ago."

Sung Hwang has not officially acknowledged the Kingdom of Amaranth and has still used the name Rhine Kingdom.

"Days. Cardinal Herbert said he would go to the Kingdom of Rhine to cleanse himself of his sins."

Veldrica nods happily.

Aile is still a rear horse with her head down.

"Cardinal Herbert took two priests and two Monks with him. It is not enough to wash away sinful hearts. Shouldn't we send more priests and monks now?"

What he said he wanted to ask was the filling of priests and monks.

Veldrica looks at Aile with wrinkled eyes.

I felt all sorts of emotions in my old eyes.

"Days. You don't have to."

Soft yet decisive tone.

"But even if you do, Cardinal Herbert could be in danger."

I could have risked my life trying to wash away my sins.

Veldrica suddenly bursts into laughter.

"Hehehehe."

It was a really weird laugh.

A moment later, he stops laughing.

"Cardinal Aile. I understand your concern and your intentions. But......."

Veltrica's voice grows sharper.

"If anything happens to Cardinal Herbert, it is the will of God."

"Ah......."

Aile bursts low elasticity.

He could no longer speak.

God's will.

No logical or rational judgment was of any use before the will of God.

This was the Holy See.

"Days."

Veldrica smiles strangely and puts the grape egg in her mouth.

Sweet and sour taste filled my mouth.

"The will of God......."

It was too funny to think for myself.

Veldrica chewed through the grape seeds.

Odd Dog.

A cheerful sound rang.

'Cardinal Herbert.'

I remembered the face of that loyal man.

"Die nobly. '

Living in the old eyes of Veltrica.

'Hehehe. That's the will of God, no.......'

Life became darker.

'It is my will.'

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