I am the Monarch

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It was as expected.

No, I made it as I expected.

Executive Secretary Swift Clark and General Armed Forces Ian Philips began all sorts of schemes and plots against the Holy See.

The Holy Father Veldrica attempts to turn the Holy Land immediately and summon the Holy Land troops, but the brakes of the Estonian Empire have caught him off guard.

It was because Edwin Boysa, an exile, persuaded the emperor and powerful nobles of the empire to place a banner for the safety of his son, Mills Boysa, who is being held captive in the Amaranth Kingdom.

The Estia Empire versus the Holy See.

The battle between the two giants began.

With Clyde, the unlucky merchant here, using all his connections and connections to stir up chaos, the situation has become incredibly complex as Roan's demands and commands.

As Swift and Ian predicted, the summoning of the Holy Troops was no longer possible.

In the meantime, the Kingdom of Amaranth has begun to build a framework with step-by-step basis.

Everyone did their best to move in their place.

It was the same with Roan.

"I'm going to explore the entire kingdom with the Amaranth Stage."

When I first said it, there was, of course, an enormous repulsion.

Advices continued that the monarchs of one country could not be careless.

But Roan had his reasons.

'We need to gather the talent who proclaimed the age of war.'

Fields and Ian fought for the Rhine Kingdom in their last lives.

I intend to find those who have not yet bloomed flowers and make them the firm roots of the kingdom of Amaranth.

'Plus......'

There wasn't much I could do or not do in the palace anyway.

'At best, we will see if things are going well.'

Swift, O'Neill and Ian were enough.

Roan is determined to find something that only he can do.

There was also another reason why he was able to make this decision.

'There is no way…..'

The fact that Alie, who should enjoy her newlyweds, had to stay in the Elves' residence in the Grain Mountains for a while at the Elves' Law and Request.

There was no reason for Roan to be in the palace.

Eventually, after persuading him, many representatives also decided to follow Roan's will.

"I don't think it's a bad idea to be sneaky about this opportunity."

Swift says a lot of people nod.

Under no circumstances was the Kingdom of Amaranth a new country, built upon the destruction of the Kingdom of Rhine.

The situation is also pretending to be with the Holy See.

It seemed to be restoring stability to the outside world, but there were actually a lot of risks involved.

'There will be evil lords and powerful men who plunder kingdoms through chaos.'

Besides...

'There are still quite a lot of security gaps throughout the kingdom.'

Swift's insidious suggestion was a pretty good solution, not a complement.

'Two birds in one stone.'

Roan accepted Swift's offer.

He asked Renault Tower for magic tools to disguise himself.

The king was also unlikely to be recognized by royalty in any region other than Mediacis, but the nobles were in a different situation.

I needed a proper disguise to fool their eyes.

That concluded quickly with Roan's journey for talent equalization and preparations for the undertaking.

"I'll be back."

Roan waves his hands, smiling blurrily.

A man's face turned to a face that looked soft and naive.

His coarse hair was stretched out in any way, and his outfit was not always wearing the red conquest, but he was wearing a festive travel suit.

A huge luggage merchant who looks like he's barefoot.

"The Amaranth choir is also in disguise."

Ian nods quietly.

The Amaranth choreographers had to conceal their identity thoroughly because there was also a motive for going behind their backs this trip.

They were escorting Roan from the shadows.

"Have a safe trip."

Ian, Swift, and many others bowed down in the dark.

When I first heard the story, I did disagree, but I wasn't really worried.

'Not to mention our kingdom.......'

"The entire continent..."

'There is no one who can do anything about His Majesty.'

Moreover, a thousand Amaranth Taoists were secretly guarding the area.

There was nothing to worry about.

"Now, let's get back to our work."

Everyone smiles at Swift's encouragement.

From the beginning, they were more worried about you than about Roan.

A year.

For the remainder of the day, I had to keep moving and keep moving.

Time will never wait for them.

* * *

"Looks like it's too late again."

The young general, Romills Horton, frowns and shakes his head.

A horrible sight opened before my eyes.

A quiet and beautiful village turned to ash.

There was black smoke everywhere, and there were burnt corpses everywhere I could see.

"Do you still not know which of them did it?"

A young man passes by Romills and stands in front of the entrance to the ruined town.

The young man in his armor stared at the view of the town with his cold eyes.

I was trying hard to suppress it, but I felt angry.

Romilly lowers his head in disdain.

"I'm sorry, Prince Manus."

Prince Manus.

Surprisingly, the young man was the Second Prince of the Persian Kingdom, or now the only Prince, Manus Persian.

"I know it's not your fault."

Manus shakes his head, smiling bitterly.

Ten days ago, he hurriedly set out to form an army when he heard that a group on the northern coast of the Persian Empire was under attack from an unknown force.

But...

'In just ten days, dozens of small and large villages collapsed.'

The majority of the residents lost their lives.

Bigger problem.

'We still don't know who the enemy is.'

We didn't even know who to fight and who to subdue.

According to witnesses of nearby survivors, the number of enemy troops is only over 200.

They all said they could not identify themselves by deeply pressing the black robe.

What a frustrating situation.

Manus looks north.

'I just hope I'm wrong.'

I squeezed my lips and took a long breath.

Right then.

"Prince Manus!"

A chariot rushes through the black smoke.

When the cavalry reached the foothills of Manus, they quickly got down on the ground and knelt on one knee.

Urgent expression.

"We have a call from Tello Island."

Manus waits for his next words.

The horseman lowers his head and shakes his head.

"The guards were wiped out. I didn't see Reytas or his body. Looks like you escaped the island."

"Hmm."

Manus bursts into a low roar.

"I was hoping I was wrong..."

He sighs briefly and shakes his hand.

"Well done."

"Phew!"

The cavalry rides away again, along with the customs.

Manus grips his fist and grips his teeth.

'Brother, is it really you? Is that it?'

I didn't want to believe it.

Reytas had enormous ambitions, but he was not cruel and ruthless enough to slaughter the people of his kingdom.

What the hell happened to you? '

Reytas was well aware of the vileness and cruelty of power.

Manus, the nobles who followed me will seek the next opportunity if I am alive. Kill me. That is the way of victory and the destiny of defeat. >

That's what Reytas said when he failed to assassinate Manus.

Of course, Manus reasonably refused.

At that time, Manus said that even the nobles who supported Reytas would be stripped of their abilities and ranks if they were strong enough.

I promise to make everyone on Manus' side, and not Reytas'.

'I told you it would be one under the name Persian.'

I'm sure you said that.

In fact, Manus sat down or heavily employed a number of talented nobles who had followed Reytas after he left for Tello Island.

Of course, there were small and large disagreements at the beginning, but as time went on to spread Manus' sincerity, the Persian kingdom became much stronger and stronger than before.

'I thought everything was going my way.......'

I thought maybe it wasn't.

'If this was all Reytas' doing, he would never have done it alone. '

Tell me you have a partner.

Manus grips his teeth.

Seeing that, Romills hurriedly approached and said in a small voice.

"My prince, don't you think you should return to the royal quarters?"

I didn't have to say it for long.

If it's true that Reytas escaped the island, it was important for the king to return to Altus and detain the camp.

The old neighbours of Reytas, who sat on the main post, could have thought otherwise.

Manus considers for a moment, then nods slowly.

"Romills, you stay here and stabilize the north coast. I will return to the royal highway."

"Yes, don't worry."

Romilly bows his head with a firm expression.

Manus looks at it for a moment, then climbs onto the horse.

Two or two!

Along with the hoofbeats of the horses, some cavalry rushed towards Altus.

Like the wind, no, faster than the wind.

Unfortunately, there was someone a little faster, a little faster than Manus.

"Congratulations on your return."

"Congratulations."

Dozens of nobles bowed their heads in reverence.

A young man stood in front of them with a bright smile.

He nods, looking up at the high wall in the moonlight.

"It's been a long time."

The young man stretched out his arms as if he were about to embrace the castle.

"The king is also Altus. I'm back."

A small but powerful voice.

"I, Reytas Persian, am back."

Young man.

His identity was Reytas.

* * *

"Whew. What a beautiful day."

The innocent young man walked slowly with a large luggage bag.

The narrow roads were well-maintained, so there were no big difficulties walking.

'But we need to widen the road for a large army to march.'

The young man who had a strange thought was Roan Lancefield, who went into the dark at the earliest hour while hiding his identity.

He also left Mediacis Castle and walked again and again to the western end of Lancefield.

'Obviously, the surrounding area around the royal archipelago has been restored to stability without any major problems.'

The ministers and officials, as well as the nobles, did not mistreat or plunder the people of the kingdom and served their respective duties.

'I wish there were other places like this.......'

With a little excitement, Roan makes his way west across the border into Lancefield.

The sun that was floating overhead suddenly tilted over the slopes.

'I'll spend the night in a nearby village.'

The first talent I had in mind was not far away.

At the end of the road, you see a village.

It was a pretty big town with fences and a small watchtower.

Roan rushes forward with a joyful gesture.

However, as soon as he reached the entrance of the village, he became as sturdy as a statue.

The entrance to the town was sealed even before the sun went down.

"Excuse me."

Roan stands in front of the entrance and finds people in the most polite voice possible.

Soon, I felt popular on the inside.

"Who are you?"

A cautious voice.

Roan grins and scratches his back head.

"I'm a merchant. It's getting sunny, so I'm going to stay a day......."

When the horse goes on like that.

"A little further southwest, there's a little town called Burke. Go over there and fix the dining room."

"Yes?"

Roan was embarrassed.

I had received many harsh congratulations.

However, it was a very rare experience to be expelled from the village without entering the village in the last life and this whole life.

"Haven't you heard? We don't have a place to stay in this town.Please leave now."

Even though it was a evicting sound, the voice seemed to be worrying.

'There's something.'

Roan's eyes gleam and glow.

He was acting out in a loud voice.

"Oh my. I've been walking all day without rest today. Your legs are swollen and your soles hurt like knives. I'm only going to be gone for one night without making a fuss. Please let me in."

It was a natural act that seemed painful to strangers.

You hear a rumbling sound from the inside.

I thought about it very strongly.

But...

"But you can't do that. The town of Burke isn't far, so if you keep walking, you'll be there before sunset. So leave quickly. Come on!"

At the end, I even screamed.

But it was clearly a forced mourning.

Roan's doubts are deeper.

He said, "Oh my God, you've got to sell me."

He pulls back, crying.

When I looked at the watchtower, I noticed that two middle-aged men were making anxious faces.

'Definitely not bad people.......'

Roan tilts his inner head and squats on one side of the road.

He pulls out a twisted cloth from his luggage.

"Oh, I don't know."

Roan lunges, purposely shouting.

Covering the cloth up to the bottom of his neck seemed to suggest that he would stay overnight.

Then an urgent voice came from the watchtower.

"Huh! There! What are you doing in there?"

"Hurry to Burke Village! Come on!"

However, Roan turned around, shaking his hands with the annoying look of everything in the world.

"Ugh!"

"Oops……"

A rotten sound erupts from the watchtower.

Eventually.

Ew. Ew.

With a twist of the tree, the entrance to the town that was firmly closed opens very slightly and very carefully.

Through it, a middle-aged man reached out his face.

"Hey! There! Shipping Merchant! Come in quickly! Come on!"

A swiftly stirring hand that shouts out loud.

Roan glances at the figure and quickly picks up his luggage and moves forward.

"Oh, thank you. Thank you."

He nods several times and tucks himself into the narrow open opening.

Finally, the sight of the town that could not even be seen through Kalian's tears came into view.

"Hmm."

Immediately, I squeezed my lips and low tears flowed out.

His face became stiff.

"I told you to go to Burke Village."

The villagers sigh and shake their heads.

Roan looks at the view of the town without hesitating.

'No way.......'

My eyes trembled.

In combat? '

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