I am the Monarch

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Of course, it was not certain.

It's because none of Tempestas' memories accurately describe the time of Latio's regression.

I was just guessing through various situations and stories.

"In my first and second lives, my life began to change from one another when I was assigned to the Confederate Army after another."

In her first and second lives, Roan was eventually assigned to the smallest Confederate forces, after a long war with Eastern Army commander Benjamin Doyle.

"In my first life, there were also various generals and deputies who eventually got demoted to the Grains Rangers. But in the second life......."

"You've been assigned to something other than the Grains."

Calian gives you a faint smile.

"Yes. I was reassigned to the Eastern Army for some reason, and then I transferred to the eastern and northeastern borders."

"That's when Latio came in, right?" That's what I think. "

Roan nods quietly.

"Maybe it was around that time that I started handwriting, and I was starting to think I might have gotten a little ahead of myself at the point where I regressed."

Regrets would not have been immediately influential.

At that time, Latio was the descendant of a fallen religion and was hiding from the Holy Shrine and Devesian Church.

Latios in the United Kingdom of Aymas would have difficulty getting across to the Kingdom of Rhine and directly to Roan, a spearer belonging to the Royal Army.

He would have built his skills and power a little faster based on his future memories.

'Of course, it was clear that Latio had returned much later than he expected.'

I didn't have to return to such a fuzzy point in the first place.

If he had returned to a younger age, he would have been able to raise his forces much sooner after blocking the attack or attack by the Holy Shrine and Devesian Church.

'It didn't work out.'

I could also guess why.

'I sacrificed a great many believers, but that was not enough.'

Otherwise, the balance of power may have become unstable, mixed with many people's mannas and lives.

But...

"I came back later than I expected, but I wouldn't have a big problem ruining my life."

At the time, Roan was also a very, very small person.

Calian tilts his head as he listens.

"But why did he keep you alive after all this time?"

It was impossible to understand.

At first, even if I didn't have the influence or power to use my hands, I didn't have to kill them and let them live.

Soreness was easy to get rid of early.

Roan smiles strangely.

"That's probably......."

I had a hunch.

"I think he was after the performance I got in my first life."

Latio tried to search the Gran Mountains on his own to find a performance, but he ended up earning no income.

If there was a destiny, he would have thought that he would be close to that performance again.

"I would have decided not to kill him, but to watch him since his command grew, and that is, when he was able to watch from a close distance."

"If you ever get close to a performance again, just in case..."

Kalian shakes his head, grinning bitterly.

I had to stick my tongue out for Latio's ambition and ambition.

But at the same time, I thought it was enough to greed Roan, who was only a terminal spearer.

Roan also smiled bitterly.

"You may have seen Kalian after that, but I lost my life in battle with a terminal spear, and Latio became the vengeful incarnation that destroyed the intermediate system."

"Pretending to be dead."

Kalian shakes his head.

Roan sighs a long time.

Latio, who was suddenly known to be desperate during the Holy War, was not actually dead.

He pretended to be dead and hid himself in the darkness.

What was even more shocking.

'The many wars that followed, especially the most intense, were actually those that Latio deliberately created.'

Roan grips his teeth.

'There were not enough altars on different continents, so they made the whole continent as an altar.'

All the countries on the continent waged war on the altar that Latio had built.

'Latio. From his point of view, he was able to easily support so many sacrifices on the altar.'

As the war raged, the bodies piled up like mountains and the blood formed rivers.

A welcome event for Latio with a pair.

It was so easy to carry out the horrific ritual that I had planned.

Especially since Roan's death.

Because of this, the era of the first life and the struggle of the second life seemed similar but subtly different.

Unlike the first life, when the age of war was gradually ending, in the second life, the era of war continued for an even more harsh period of time.

And at the end of it.

'Bout the gate was smashed.'

Everything that happened after Roan died.

Roan takes a deep breath.

He looks straight at Calian.

"He doesn't know I'm back in the past. You're just thinking that the future has changed a little bit as you go back in time."

When Latio first returned to the past, he would have been embarrassed.

It was because Roan, who should have been preaching to the end spearers, was trying to win and lose his name.

"After stockpiling up some strength, gathering and analyzing information about me, you may have deliberately appeared before me with the assassins of the Black Moon."

"Trying to loosen your nose without even touching it."

Kalian shakes his head, grinning.

Roan nods.

"Yes. If I died with the Black Moon assassins, that would be good, and if I didn't, I would have a connection in some way."

"To steal Tempestas?"

In Calian's question, Roan nods once more.

"Yes, because I would have been so different from what I used to know. So this time, they would have stolen the Tempestas a little faster and tried to go back in time."

Callian opens his chest with pride.

"If it wasn't for me, he would have done what he wanted."

If he had not traded the real Tempestas for the fake Tempestas, he would have played around with Latio's jokes.

Roan lowers his head, smiling bitterly.

"Thanks to you, we've overcome a great crisis. Thank you."

He turns his head to the east.

"Latio is probably on his way to the Aymas Union. because most of your future memories have something to do with that region."

"It should be easy to work where you remember clearly."

Kalian nods, smiling and smiling.

He also turned his gaze to the east.

"Then, shall we go to the Aymas Union?"

Roan shakes his head.

"No, it's not like going to the AIMAS Coalition is going to find Latios. And it's not going to be solved by catching Latios anymore."

"What are you talking about?"

Kalian frowns.

Roan looks around, circling in his place.

"The altar."

A short word popped up.

His face became stiff.

"An altar has already been set up across the entire continent."

My voice is low.

'Establishing an altar in Blackburn means that much has already been done.'

When I stumbled upon Tempestas' memories, I was almost certain.

"We have to destroy them all. But before that......."

Roan stops spinning and looks straight at Calian.

Deep sunken eyes sparkle and glow.

"I need to see the Holy Father."

* * *

"I don't know if I should leave without saying so."

"You've taken such good care of us......."

"Is there a reason you're leaving the Kingdom of Amaranth and returning to the Confederacy?"

Several people in brown clothes sighed with worrying faces.

Everyone's gaze led to one place.

The young man leading the herd is walking ahead.

He looked very small even though he was dressed in a saggy brown conquest, and his white skin was very impressive.

The young man turned his head and looked at many people.

I had a soft smile on my mouth.

"You're all worried."

The eyes sparkle with a deep light.

A young man who glanced at people with a generous look, he was no different than Latio.

"It's because I'm uncomfortable returning to the Icelandic Coalition for my body to rest in peace with the kingdom of Amaranth."

Several people were surprised by what he said.

"Yes? What makes you uncomfortable?"

"Did the Kingdom of Amaranth notice you?"

"We didn't feel that way."

Urgent words pour out.

Latio shakes his hands with a big smile.

"That's not what I meant. It wasn't because of the treatment of the Amaranth Kingdom that I felt uncomfortable......."

His gaze went east.

"Thinking about the remaining believers in the Aymas Union, it means that they are troubled and sad."

"Ah......."

At that moment, many people all blew low sighs.

Then, it became a gloomy light, and everyone bowed their heads.

There were many Tellian believers in the Aymas Union.

However, they were living each day, hiding their identities because of the strict boundaries of the Holy Church and the Devesians.

"The brothers of Imas are being persecuted at this very moment. I stand on the edge of a cliff to keep my beliefs and to keep them, and I spend every day."

The voice of Latio rises earnestly.

He blindfolded himself with his sleeve.

Wipe your tears no matter who sees them.

"I couldn't get comfortable on my own thinking about the congregation."

"Ah....... Archbishop......."

The people bowed with a touching look.

But then.

"Wouldn't it be better for the Amaranth Kingdom to talk and leave?" They have helped us....... "

A man cautiously said. Latio nods, smiling faintly.

"It's a courtesy for those who have been blessed. But I couldn't do that."

There was a sad light in both eyes.

"If we say we're leaving, they won't just let us go. Maybe he was going to give me some Levis wagons, or some magic wagons."

He shakes his head.

"I could not receive such hospitality and favors again."

"Hmm."

Several people shed low tears.

Latio smiled softly at them.

"Don't worry, I've sent you a separate letter."

"We just follow the will of the Archbishop."

Several people leaned back once again.

However, the believers who were worried about the Amaranth Kingdom to the end did not look good.

Latio smiled at him favorably.

But...

'That rotten bastard.'

The inside was very dark and cold.

"As soon as you return to Icemas, you will be sacrificed. Hmph!"

The scorn filled the tip of my tongue.

Anterior neck.

This was the real Latio.

He still looks toward the east with a loving look on his face.

I slowly began to move the steps that had been paused.

He reminded me of a saint who went through similar hardships.

Holy and majestic.

But the eyes of Latio, all of them, spun out like snakes, with cunning, cold eyes.

"Dammit, none of this works!" '

I felt like grabbing and pulling out the trunk.

He was that angry.

'The battle was being fought by a spearer. Isn't it true that the tempestas I tried so hard to steal are fake…..'

Latio gripped it.

'Dozens of Black Moon assassins could not kill him. If you don't do something right now, you could lose your life.'

He decides to take a breath.

'Once we find the real Tempestas, we should proceed with the rituals of each altar. To do that…..'

The evil light flows through my eyes.

'I need a lot of blood.'

Latio smiled bitterly.

Saving a lot of blood wasn't hard.

'War. No.......'

My smile grew darker.

'We need a massacre.'

You stir your eyes rapidly and stay at the east end.

'There's a perfect place.'

A beautiful village came to mind.

'I was going to use it a little later, but I can't help it as the situation is.'

My face changed strangely.

It was a complex expression of excitement, joy and anger.

Now, let's get started. '

It wasn't a question I wanted an answer to.

No, the answer was already set.

So Laotho's second life, Roan's third life, began to get tangled.

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