I am the Monarch

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"Is this really true?"

The young man frowned at the thick paperwork.

The middle-aged man standing next to me bowed his head with a stiff look.

"Part of my guess is,"

There were many possible interpretations.

'Most of them are true. No, you think it's true.......'

The young man touches his lower lip with his fingertips.

It was one of the little habits that came out whenever I was troubled.

After a while.

"I understand. Let's take a look."

"Yes?"

The middle-aged man looked a little surprised at the young man's words.

Both eyes were overwhelmed with embarrassment.

"You're reviewing? We still need to send in a full survey team right now."

The voice of a middle-aged man grew slightly louder.

"If you don't have time for political stability, leave it to me. We will definitely find the missing residents. Prince Reytas."

Reytas.

The young man was Reytas Persian, who drove out Manus Persian and held the power of the Persian kingdom in his hands.

"Baron Vance Bonte."

Reytas looks at Vance Bonte, a middle-aged man, as he puts a bunch of documents in a drawer.

His expression was bold, but his eyes and voice sank deeper.

Vance shudders unwittingly.

"Am I the one giving the orders, or are you?"

The question was short.

The answer was the same.

"He's a prince."

Vance quickly bows his head.

Reytas shakes his right hand lightly.

"Focus."

"Yes, I'll keep that in mind."

Vance bows once more and leaves the office.

Reytas glances back at him with only a slight movement of his eyes.

'Baron Vance Bonte. Nobles who supported Manus until the very end.......'

Of course, he was among the nobles following him.

It did not purposely discriminate or exclude.

However, Reytas himself escaped the message and seized power with rebellion rather than rebellion, so it was natural to be wary of the existing nobles.

"Those who betray once are likely to betray once again. '

Never commit the same mistake as Manus.

Reytas carefully opens the drawer he just put a bunch of documents in.

The cold energy flowed along the tail of my eyes.

"Did you do this?"

A low voice.

It was an incomprehensible action.

Apparently, Reytas was alone in the Oval Office.

That's when the corners of the office were fluttering.

At the same time, the black robe deeply presses down on you.

He pulls the end of the robe with his thin fingers.

The hidden face was naturally revealed.

Light green brown hair, slightly darker grey skin, beautiful appearance, and pointy ears.......

The dark elf is who the man in black robes is.

"What if it's us?"

Lightweight questions.

Reytas smiles coldly.

"Is that what you're getting me for breaking me out of Tello Island?" "Yes."

The Dark Elves nod lightly.

"I see."

Reytas was the same.

Then there was nothing more I could say.

He pushes the drawer back in.

The dark elf who was watching you silently warned you in a stiff voice.

"Did you say Vance Bonte? Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. We have no choice but to remove it if it interferes with our work."

No matter how generous he was, he was too rude to the prince of his country.

Nevertheless, Reytas nods without a reaction.

The dark elf glances at him, then disappears back into the dark corner.

Reytas carefully examined the stacked documents without even looking.

Seeing you focus on your work.

How much time has passed.

Square. Square. Square.

The soft moving pen suddenly stopped.

"Cocky bastard."

Reytas grips his teeth with a stiff look.

Heave-ho!

The pen in my hand was broken to look good.

"I'll show you exactly who Reytas is."

He was so ambitious and ambitious that he tried to kill his brother Manus.

Though he gained power with the help of the Dark Elves, he had no intention of sharing his own.

"Whew."

Reytas lets out a long breath and calms his anger.

You straightened out the broken pen and pulled out a new one.

An inked nib moves over the paper.

< Vance Bonde. >

The letters were too small to recognize.

The pen moves like a dance for a while.

* * *

"Tears?"

Roan Lancefield hardens like a statue.

My eyes trembled from side to side.

At first, I didn't understand what he was saying.

However, there was one name that filled my head.

Callian!

Roan looks straight at the young man in front of him.

The young man who appeared with Fields.

From the looks of it now, it was unusual.

Hair, eyebrows, and eyes were all red.

He looked much more beautiful than any other woman, and he also had a beautiful and firm body.

The smile on his mouth was fierce and playful, but his red eyes were very deep and calm.

Overall, there was a very strange atmosphere.

'Ah.......'

Roan felt a cold sweat rising from his back.

Known for its red appearance and Calian tears.

"A dragon."

It was clear.

I could be sure.

My heart was beating fast.

The drowsiness was spontaneous.

This was the first time I've met a dragon in my entire life.

'No, I wouldn't have recognized you even if I had met you.'

In the first life, Roan was just a terminal spear.

A strange static settles down.

Then.

"Hmm. I see. I don't think it's a good idea to talk in a place like this."

The red-haired young man glanced around with a big smile.

He reaches out for the great Ronan.

"Let's move."

Still a funny voice.

It was the perfect base, but no one thought it was weird.

"Your Majesty. He is......."

"It's okay. I know who it is."

When Fields next to him tried to talk about the boy's identity, Roan shakes his head with a blurry smile.

He turns his gaze slightly and looks at her.

"Aelys. Go to the Western Army headquarters and wait for me."

It's a sudden gesture, but she nods without panic.

because I felt it was not the time to be stubborn or to use swarms.

Roan turns his head to look at Fields.

"Fields."

Pills quickly read Roan's mind.

"Don't worry. I'm here to protect you."

He takes a step back and settles behind her.

Roan smiles bluntly and turns his head again to look at the Elven Warriors and Western soldiers.

"Return to your Western headquarters as planned."

Unlike usual, it was a hard and solemn order.

Thanks to this, many elves and soldiers dared not ask again, so they bowed.

Among them was Berin.

I originally noticed that the situation is not as suspicious as it is quick to notice.

After a slight smile, Roan turns his head again and grabs the red-haired young man's hand.

At the same time.

Paaaahhhh!

A white pillar bursts out surrounding Roan and the young man.

"Oh!"

The western army's eyes widen with resilience.

The expression was fascinated by the strange sight.

On the other hand, the expression of the Elves and Aelys is almost appalled.

Teleport?! '

Elven elders were also impossible.

'Anyone who can wield this much magic...'

At that moment, I remembered something I had forgotten in my head.

My whole body was full of fur.

Then.

Pa!

The pillar of light disappeared before my eyes.

Of course, the image of Roan and the young man disappeared together.

It was the most perfect teleport magic I've ever seen.

She bites her lower lip.

'How did the Great One reveal himself to the world......?'

It was never going to happen with her common sense.

They have to be deep in the Grains by now. '

I remembered clearly what I had heard from the three dragons who taught me as a child.

Dragons were not a situation where they could move freely.

She didn't think he was a dragon.

Did something happen? '

I felt a cool and unpleasant energy behind my back.

I felt very anxious.

* * *

"Hmm."

At that moment, Roan felt a profound dizziness.

It was a side effect of teleport magic.

"If you're going to puke, go outside."

The red-haired young man shakes his hand with a playful look.

Roan shakes his head, smiling bitterly.

"I'm fine."

He clears his chest and lets out a long breath.

'Is it teleport magic.......'

It was an amazing experience.

The landscape in front of me was completely changed.

"Calm down. Definitely not like Fields."

The red-haired young man smiled and sat on one chair.

The red-eyed man stays with Roan.

"Do you know who I am?"

Lightweight questions.

Roan nods slowly.

"It is an honor to meet such a great being."

The red-haired young man frowned horribly at the end of the horse.

"Great creature....... The Lord and his servant say exactly the same thing."

He soon waves his right hand.

"Don't make such strange noises. Just call me Callian."

A lightly tossed horse.

The red-haired young man was the Red Dragon Khalian, as expected.

"Do you know why I came to see you?"

In Calian's question, Roan nods with a bold expression.

"It's because of my big secret."

Kalian nods as well.

"That's right. It's not enough to bring the dead back to life."

Correct.

Calian sees through everything clearly.

He grins, his right hand outstretched.

"Let's hear your story, shall we?"

"The story?"

Roan asked lightly.

Kalian nods.

"Yes. Let's hear the story of how you lived before you died."

Roan smiles bitterly.

"It's going to be a little long and boring."

"It's okay. Dragons and humans experience each other differently."

Kalian shakes his hand as if to get started.

"Then……"

After a short sigh, Roan slowly unravels the stories of his past life.

After fleeing the mountain village and entering the training camp as a terminal spearer, the story of the battlefield continued boldly for decades.

Among them were the Duke of the Rhine Kingdom and the story of Pills becoming commander of the Grand Heights.

"And at the age of 38, I lost my life to an iron sword of an enemy soldier on the battlefield."

Painful and terrible memories.

Roan sets his right hand on his chest.

It was right where the iron sword pierced.

"That was the end of a 38-year-old spearer, Roan, and it was death."

My heart ached.

At that time, the pain of death seemed vivid.

"And when I opened my eyes again, I saw that I had just left the training camp and returned to the day I was assigned to the Rose Army. The second life that we're living now has begun."

He glances at Calian quietly.

"I don't know why I came back from the dead, or why I came back from the past."

It was a part of my second life that I've been curious about.

Roan recalls the memories of the shamans and speaks in hindsight.

"I know that there are spells that govern space-time, but I heard that they require an astronomer called God's Metal to cast them. The Astrum is said to only be mined in Rare Gold Dragon Road Europas."

All the memories were clear thanks to the shamans' spiritual spells.

He pulls out the memories in his head as if he were reading a book.

"At first, I thought that the gem in the commander's baton of the Rhine Kingdom might be an astronomer. The book I read in the Royal Library said that Europas was the one who gave me the jewel embedded in the commander's staff. But......."

When the horse goes on like that.

"The gem's name is Tempestas."

Kalian interrupts with a smile.

Roan nods.

"That's right. That's what it said in the book."

It was true.

At that time, I couldn't finish the book because of the news of Elton's rebellion, but I checked again later and the name of the jewel was Tempestas.

In the end, Roan had no choice but to fold the hypothesis he had made.

Why he did not die but returned to the past, why he fell back into the labyrinth.

"Surprisingly, surprisingly."

Kalian rolls his lips.

I remembered a slightly surprised look on my face.

"You know a lot more than I expected."

He raises his thumb and smiles brightly.

Roan looks at Calian with a curious look.

Kalian gives you a strange look with his index finger facing each other.

"The astronomer is called God's Metal, but when you dig it up, it's just a rock. You have to process it properly before you can show off your true beauty and abilities."

His voice was small, but he had strength.

"Of course, ordinary humans and elves can never process God's metal. Only three or four Dwarves are capable of this kind of skill."

Kalian's eyes gleam and glow.

"But our Lord Europas made a strange object out of that metal. Well, he didn't make it because he wanted to, but... he made a gem that looked like a fist... by processing the astronomy himself and pouring out the power of God and the power of the Dragon."

It reminded me of a prank full of faces.

"Tempestas."

"Ah......."

Roan bursts a low elasticity.

It was Tempestas embedded in the commander's baton that was created by processing God's Metal Astrum.

Roan asks the question with a slightly above mentioned expression.

"Then, was it Tempestas that brought me back?"

Kalian nods instead of answering.

Roan is impatient and asks a series of questions.

"How is that possible? How do you send a dead person back to the past?"

"It's that simple."

Callian shrugs, smiling bloody.

"Nothing in the world is free. If you want to buy something, you have to pay for it."

It was a natural sound.

"So is life. To bring the dead back to life, you have to pay for what's right there."

"Being hit by life......?"

Roan mutters unknowingly.

Kalian nods.

"Being hit by life......."

The smile on my mouth became a little darker.

"Life is all we have."

At that moment, Roan's eyes widened.

"W-what does that mean…?"

Roan does not speak easily.

Calian, on the other hand, was very bold and bold.

"The reason you came back to the past without dying. That's because the master of Tempestas gave his life to save yours."

"Ah......."

Roan bursts into long elasticity.

It was completely unexpected.

He shakes his complex head vigorously.

"Who is it? Who gave his life to save mine..."

When the horse gets there, Roan stops talking.

Because I remembered one thing while digging through my complicated head.

'In his last life, Tempestas, Lord Commander of the Baton.......'

My face turned red.

My eyes became hot.

"No way......?"

The end of the horse trembled more than its gaze.

Kalian nods, smiling and smiling.

"Yes, that's right. Roan, the one who gave his life to save you....... that's Fields."

"Ah......."

Roan lets out a long sigh.

My eyes became blurry.

I felt white in my head.

"Why, why, why for me......."

The same question was asked several times.

Callian smiles and replies.

"There's no way of knowing what kind of life you've lived, but I think I can answer that question. It's directly related to Tempestas."

"......?"

Roan takes a hard breath and looks at Calian.

Calian shakes his right hand lightly, enjoying the hot stare.

Immediately, the space in front of me was shaken, and within a moment, a long stick appeared.

"Commander Tao's Baton?"

Roan frowns.

It was the commander's baton that appeared in the air as he cut through the space.

Tempestas tucked into the end of the baton glisten with light.

"Yes. This is the commander's baton."

Kalian fishes the baton with his right hand and gazes at Tempestas quietly.

"The Tempestas have an enormous power to navigate and control space-time of my own accord. That's why......."

Tempestas flashes and radiates.

"There are memories in here that are directly related to Tempestas, regardless of the course of time. What Tempestas saw in person, heard in person etc......."

Spot!

The light from Tempestas fades away.

Callian looks straight at Roan.

"I looked into the memories of Tempestas."

My mouth went up gently.

"There was a reason Phil saved your life at the cost of his own."

Gulp.

Roan swallows a dry saliva.

Calian's gaze heats up.

"Roan."

Roan stands still and stares directly into Calian's eyes.

I can feel your strong expression.

The smile on Callian's mouth grows darker.

"You became a monarch......."

A soft voice flows in the wind.

"This is the second time."

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