I am the Monarch

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"Yes?"

Roan Lancefield frowns.

He shakes his head, looking at Calian.

"Something seems to have gone wrong. Once again, I've lost my life as a terminal spearer in my last life and come back to this life......."

When the horse gets there.

"You're the one who's mistaken."

Kalian shakes his hand as if he didn't want to talk.

He pushes the baton forward.

"You don't have time to explain, so take a look at Tempestas' memories yourself."

You have a strange smile on your mouth.

"You of all people would understand."

"Hmm."

Roan spills a low tear.

The golden tempestas glisten with light.

He nods slowly.

"Great, I'll see for myself."

"You're going to need quite a lot of Mana."

Khalian grins and hands over the commander's baton.

Roan sits down and takes a breath.

"Whew."

A little nervous.

He pulls Mana up with a short breath.

A powerful weapon swings its body and flows towards Tempestas.

Moment.

Flash!

A bright light emanates from Tempestas.

At the same time, a strange stream flows in front of Roan's eyes.

"Ah......."

I squeezed my lips and poured out low elasticity.

The landscape changed in front of me as if I had waited.

It finally entered Tempestas' memory.

"It's going to be pretty fun."

Calian, who was watching, wakes up smiling.

"I could use a cup of tea."

Now is the time to wait.

Callian takes a step, singing a nostril.

* * *

"Hello."

"Thanks to your concern, the streets are cleared."

"Thank you for helping your children study."

The king of the Amaranth Kingdom bows with bright faces from the people of Mediacis Castle.

Everyone is genuinely grateful and delighted.

"Let me know if there's anything I can do to help."

The person who responded to everyone's greetings was Birkhoff Swift Clark, the administrator of the Amaranth Kingdom.

He did not forget to thoroughly observe the inner city and listen to the stories of the saints, despite his overwhelming workload.

"Are you sure you have the magic lamp carefully installed?"

"Yes, the installation is currently in progress, not only in the fortress of Mediacis, but also in the main roads leading up to nearby castles."

Swift's question was quickly answered by Chief Executive Officer and Assistant to Swift.

Swift nods with a satisfied look and looks around.

"Hmm?"

There was then a sight that caught his eye.

Several people sat in front of a small hut on the outskirts of the castle.

The composition was also varied.

Gathering together, both men and women.

The young children gathered and all looked at the same place.

At the end of the children's gaze, there was a young man sitting on the ground reading a book the size of a palm.

"That young man......."

As Swift blurs his words, Heinz coldly replies.

"I am Archbishop Latio of the Church of Tellian."

Suddenly, Swift's eyes sparkle and glow.

"The one the king said would become the future Bishop of Tellian Church."

"Yes, that's right. We wanted to provide a building that could be used as a temple according to His Majesty's command......."

"I wanted a prison on the outskirts of every big building in the center of the castle. Now I remember."

After taking care of various matters in the kingdom and the Holy See, I forgot for a moment.

Swift turns his head to look at Heinz.

"Have I ever received a report?"

"There was nothing special, so it's being handled in the line of duty."

He would have, too, given that the Latios and the Temple of the Tellian Church have not officially begun activities yet.

Swift nods as he counts in his head.

Curiosity arose in my eyes.

"What are they doing now?"

"Well……"

Hines is also not clear on the situation and cannot respond easily.

Then.

"I'm reading to my children."

You hear a heavy middle tone.

Swift and Hines turn their heads to find the protagonist.

"Ah! Captain Fizzio."

Swift gladly bows his head.

The protagonist of the voice was also Birthday of Ficio Lopol, commander of Mediacis and the Royal Guard.

He looks at Latio after making a light ceremony to Swift and Hines.

Swift also naturally turned his head to look at Latio.

"Are you reading me a Bible or something?"

Swift cautiously asks again.

Fizzio shakes his head, smiling faintly.

"No, they read me fairy tales and fairy tales. Don't lie, don't steal, don't be eccentric, be obedient, exercise....... and we read interesting stories with many lessons everyday."

"I see."

Swift nods slightly surprised.

In fact, he thought that the Tellian Church would focus on preaching and canoeing, just like the Devesian Church.

Rather than just reading the Bible or sharing the word of God, Latio was trying to teach what was right and wrong.

Swift turns his head slightly and looks at where the adults are gathering.

"So what are those old men doing over there?"

Not even old people are listening to fairy tales or fairy tales.

The elderly were sitting in rows with dark wooden chairs, talking to each other.

Fizzio smiled and replied.

"You are being treated and rested in the temple."

"Treatment?"

Swift asked with a slightly surprised look.

Heinz replied instead of Fizzio.

"About ten days ago, I began to treat the ailments of the people of the kingdom. We're working on it to make a separate report."

"Hmm."

Swift spilled low saliva.

He looked at the elders and said something behind his back.

"You're giving me divine intervention, right?"

"Yes, but there are limitations on personnel and sacred power, and so very serious illnesses and very mild illnesses cannot be cured."

Swift nods quietly at Hines' words.

It was natural.

'When I first arrived in the royal province, there were only three of them, including Archbishop Latio. Since then, two more priests have come to visit.......'

In the end, there were only five.

It was an infinite number to cure all the sick.

Swift smiles bitterly and raises important questions.

"How much do you charge for the treatment?"

Originally, the treatment of divinity was very expensive.

Heinz shakes his head, smiling awkwardly.

"You're not getting any medical expenses."

"Hmm?"

Swift turns his head in surprise to look at Heinz.

"Free? You're not the only congregation that regularly make parishes, are you?"

There was a problem.

Even the infamous Holy Church and Devesis could receive divine treatment if they paid for it.

Of course, there were very few non-Devesians in the first place.

As Swift's expression changes poorly, Heinz shakes his hand, sweating red.

"No. It's not just the believers who heal them. It has nothing to do with schooling. Everyone is treating it for free."

"Ah......."

Swifts burst low elasticity.

Something unexpected.

But there was still a question.

"Then how is the temple operating? If it hadn't been ten days since the official launch, there wouldn't be many congregation members able to grant grants."

Fizzio answered the question.

"Archbishop Latio and bishops and priests are working in rotation."

"Work?"

Swift was more surprised than ever.

It's because I've never heard of those who worship God working.

Fizzio nods.

"Yes, I go out to work and get paid for things like markets and farms. It runs the Temple."

"Amazing."

Swift looks back at Latio with his tongue out.

He was still reading for the children.

The appearance of smiling without pretending made my heart warm and satisfied.

'I've never seen an Archbishop like that.'

Seeing only the ugly and corrupt people of the Devesian Church, I felt clear of my eyes and ears when I saw someone like Latio.

"I think I know why the king likes you. But....... '

The kingdom of Amaranth has just been rebuilt and under siege.

It was difficult for a powerful force to emerge from the throne.

Of course, they had no intention of stopping or interfering with the good deeds of the Latios and the Temples of the Tellian Church.

Swift gazes at Heinz.

"Dispatch an officer from the Tellian Temple. At the end of the month, I identify and record the number of people receiving divine treatment and pay for treatment in the name of the Kingdom of Amaranth."

Heinz shakes his head in surprise.

"Yes? Are you asking us to pay for the treatment? Is that really necessary? What Tellian Church does for free anyway......."

When the horse goes on like that.

"Show the people of the kingdom that we are behind you. These are our people.We can't just leave them in the back."

Swift glares at you with a determined expression.

"Ah......."

Hines nods, unable to speak.

Fizzio smiles strangely as he watches.

'I see why His Majesty has appointed Prince Swift Clark to the Chief of Staff.'

Swift had the judgment, decisiveness and the ability to act quickly to keep an eye on the situation.

'The royal people will be more loyal to the kingdom if they find out that the country is sponsoring medical expenses.'

As an early kingdom, it was an even better thing.

Of course, it would cost a lot more than I thought, but it was something Swift could do on his own.

'If it was Swift, he would have done a great job.'

There was nothing to worry about.

Fizzio takes a deep breath.

'Everyone is working hard in their positions.'

Swift and Hines, as well as the Latios of the Tellian Church.

Fizzio grips his teeth as he wields a sword in his waist.

'I should try harder too. To do that.......'

I had to finish the homework that Roan had given me before he left the Kingdom.

'It's awkward, but it's still for the Kingdom and His Majesty.......'

Fizzio bites his teeth.

I remembered complex sentences in my head.

It was never martial arts verses such as Mana Law or Sword.

A nice breeze pierces Fizzio's hair.

It was a new breeze to announce the change of seasons.

* * *

'Are you cheating on Tempestas' memories....... '

Roan smiles blurrily with a strange feeling he's never experienced before.

A small table, chair, and calian disappear and a completely different landscape unfolds before your eyes.

At the same time, no matter how much I turned my head, I couldn't see my hands, feet, or body.

It feels like only two eyes are floating.

However, it was not uncomfortable or impossible to move.

I couldn't see my body, but I could clearly feel my hands and feet moving.

'Wonderful.'

When I'm focused on making a clear gesture, even though I don't see Roan.

"I'm sorry."

I heard a woman's voice in my ears.

Only then did Roan recover his mind and focus on the landscape ahead of him.

Shabby inferno? No, it's a meadow? '

It was also a one-compartment meadow with a hole in the roof.

If it weren't for the little bed in the corner and the woman lying there guarding it, it would have been an unbelievably messy house.

"Don't say that."

I heard a man's voice.

Roan moves his invisible leg toward the bed.

"Ah......."

Suddenly, a low elasticity flowed out.

The woman on the bed and the man guarding it.

They were all over middle-aged people, but their faces were so familiar.

"Pills and Cady Seong-ju......."

The woman lying on the bed, breathing shallow, was Cady Lines.

The man who held her hand by her side and looked at her two eyes with a jiggly look was Fields.

Both of them look old enough to look white.

'It must be after I died.'

Roan settles things calmly.

Commander Tao's baton rests on Pills' waist.

That's why the work in this room was remembered perfectly.

'If you had a baton, you'd still be Lord Commander and Duke of the Rhine Kingdom…..'

I didn't understand the surrounding landscape.

Why are the ducs of the kingdom and the princesses of the royal family staying in the same meadow?

Then.

"I wanted to be happy with you for a long time......."

Cady smiles faintly and shed a small tear.

His face is white with no blood.

Roan frowns.

'The bottle looks soft.'

At first glance, Cady was dying.

No, I was looking death in the eye.

Phil hasn't said a word.

He just held Cady's hand and cried without a sound, without tears, in his heart.

Right then.

Knock, knock. Knock.

You hear a knock at the entrance.

"Who are you?"

Phil still looks at Cady and asks in a low voice.

"I have news from the Estia Empire."

It was also a voice that sank low.

'Estia?'

Roan clears his ears.

It was unclear exactly how many years had passed since he died.

'We fought so hard before we died.......'

The Rhine and Estia kingdoms.

During the time of the Great War, the poison was not good between the two countries.

"Come in."

Phil hesitates for a moment, then throws a hard horse.

Ew. Ew.

Along with the sound of wooden wedges, the old gate hardly opens.

It was a young soldier in his early twenties who showed up.

He bows his head in homage to Fields.

"I'm here to see Commander Tai."

His voice was filled with a tremendous awe.

But at the same time, there was also a despair that could not be hidden.

'As expected, the commander was right.'

Roan feels some strange relief once he becomes commander of the Tetrarch.

Meanwhile, Fields turns his head and looks at the soldier.

"What happened to the Empire?"

The soldier raises his head without raising his head at the sound of low questions.

"The Imperial Circle has fallen into their hands. Emperors and emperors were beheaded. The Estia Empire......."

My voice trembled.

"It's over."

The soldier finishes his report and grips his teeth.

"What?! The Empire is ruined?"

Roan screams in shock.

But no one could hear his voice.

Phil sighs for a short while, looking up at the sky through the hole in the roof.

"The Estonian Empire has fallen after all."

He shakes his right hand with a solemn expression.

The soldier who posted the report once again placed the ordinance and went out of the meadow.

The heavy silence settles.

Phil shakes his whole body with his eyes closed.

Looking at him, Roan grips his teeth without even knowing it.

'I've never seen Pills so hard.'

I had never seen it before in my life as well as in this life.

After a while, Phil opened his closed eyes and looked at Cady.

"Cady."

Low call.

Cady nods silently.

Phil struggles with his agonizing expression.

"Humans, no…… the intermediate part is over."

Shocking.

He clenches his fist.

"Two days ago, the Elves led by Ficis were slaughtered, and now the Empire has fallen. All that's left is an army of middle-class guards assembled by the Stragglers of the Rhine Kingdom, Byron Kingdom and DS Kingdom."

Phil shed tears.

It was a hot, sad tear.

"There are only 20,000 troops in the Guards. Enemy forces outnumber 1 million. We......."

I didn't want to say anything more than die.

"I lost the war."

There was no other way.

Roan was embarrassed.

"Phil! What are you talking about?! What the hell is going on?"

But his voice couldn't reach Phil's ear.

That's when Cady, who was lying dead, struggled to get up.

He holds Phil in his arms, crying horribly, and whispers in a small voice.

"You. Are you going to cry like a child?"

Soft voice.

"Huff. Huff. Ugh."

Phil tries to hold back his tears.

Cady grabs Phil's face with both hands.

She struggles to smile.

The bottle was pale, but a flower bloomed on a beautiful face.

"We still have a chance."

I felt strong in my voice.

My eyes sparkled and glowed.

"We still have a way to bring down the Holy See."

An unexpected word popped up.

The Holy See? The Holy See? The Holy See? '

Bang!

The shock seemed to have hit the back of his head hard.

"Not the Holy See, but the Holy See? '

I couldn't believe it.

I felt goosebumps all over my body.

I got tangled up in my head.

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