I am the Monarch

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After the battle between Manus Persion and Reytas Persian, Area Brits and Vance Bonte turned their backs on each other.

There was no reason to fight anymore.

“Prince.......”

Vance lifts up Reytas' body with a stiff look.

Area glances at such a band and then walks towards the fade nails.

“Aren't you coming? ”

Her gaze leads to Roan Lancefield and Manus heading towards the palace.

The two of them were moving slowly and relaxed.

I could chase them as fast as I could right now.

Fade, however, shakes his head with an icy smile.

“I don't think we need to go to the palace. Rather…..”

He looks at the Knights and Soldiers of the Persians, who are still kneeling.

“I think we'd better get this over with. ”

“Finish what?”

Area looks cautiously.

Fade whispers in a small voice.

“In case you haven't noticed, we need to keep our people safe from rioting and reassuring them of fear. ”

At that, Area smiled bitterly.

“We are people from the Estelle Kingdom. Is that okay? ”

“Don't worry about it. ”

Fade shakes his head and looks at the gate.

“There are reliable soldiers outside that gate. ”

“Ah.......”

Areas burst into low elasticity.

The situation is so chaotic that I completely forget about the presence of Romills Horton and the Manus crew.

“They should be able to finish the job. ”

She looks back at you with a grimace.

The same goes for Fade.

The gaze of two people moves after Roan and Manus, who are quite far away.

“You're going to do great, right? ”

Fade bursts into laughter as Aria asks.

“The most useless concern in the world is about King Lancefield. ”

A confident face and a confident voice.

Area nods soon, too.

The two moved on and opened a tightly closed gate.

Through the gradual opening of the gates, the baron of Baron Bonde was seen in the presence of Romills, the Manus Party, and the special forces of the Estelle Kingdom.

They rush through the gates of the city, stepping on the bridge as if they were waiting.

“Prince Manus! ”

Romills looks out for Manus with his eyes wide open and moves in a frenzy.

Unfortunately, Manus could not be found anywhere near the gate.

“Prince!!!! ”

The resounding voice shook the royal city.

As Romills was trembling, Roan and Manus were making steady strides towards the royal palace.

The horrified citizens looked at you through the windows or through the doorway.

Occasionally, some young children came out to the entrance of the alley and showed their faces.

Ronan and Manus deliberately smiled and relaxed.

Sometimes I waved my hands when my eyes met.

They were all acts of relief to the saints.

Nevertheless, the people did not easily open the door of their minds.

Manus sighs bitterly.

I couldn't blame anyone.

He was as wrong as Reytas was.

‘It's my job to take full responsibility. ’

Manus grips his teeth.

As I realized my mistake, I was going to correct it.

After staring at Manus, Roan smiles blurrily.

‘You will be a good monarch. ’

I didn't have to be my best friend like my first life.

It was enough to be a good monarch without dying in vain like the second life.

‘Prince Manus can be trusted. ’

He takes a deep breath and blows away his troubles.

At that time, my hard-working footsteps stopped.

We have finally arrived at the palace in the heart of Altus Castle.

“It's closed. ”

Roan smiles faintly at the tightly closed palace.

He steps to the front of the palace and extends his right hand forward.

Chuck.

My palm touched the door.

It looks like you're about to open the door with one hand.

“Let me help you. ”

Manus rolls his arms behind his back.

Roan shakes his head, smiling.

“That's okay, just step back a little bit. ”

“Yes?! Oh, yeah. ”

Manus looks startled, then takes a cold step back.

He makes eye contact with Roan and hesitates a few more times, asking if this is enough.

“That's enough. ”

Roan smiles bluntly and looks back at the palace.

‘Will it work.......’

In fact, I'm not sure myself.

But from now on, it was time to be more overwhelming and powerful.

Ugh.

The palm of my hand moved lightly.

At the same time, the energy in my body rises toward my palm.

Whoo-hoo!

A dull sound strikes your ear with a heavy vibration.

At the same time, there was tremendous wind pressure everywhere.

“Hehe.”

Manus, who was far behind, had to brace his legs.

But the strange thing is that there was no real noticeable change compared to vibration and wind pressure.

Nothing has changed except that the dust has bloomed.

Then.

“Whew.”

As Roan exhales for a long time, he slowly peels off the palm of his right hand, which was against the door.

At that moment.

Pussy, pudgy!

Along with the sound of twisting trees, an enormous amount of incontinence is engraved on the massive gate.

Stupid. Stupid.

The entire palace trembles and splinters along the incontinence.

And finally.

Kuku Ball Bow!

A huge palace that was blocking the way fell to the floor, splitting into thousands or tens of thousands of pieces of wood.

“Ah.......”

Manus, who was watching the situation, burst his low elasticity unknowingly.

It was a series of surprises.

It was as amazing as the fact that Roan had used the sacred law to evacuate the kingdom to safety, or as many knights and soldiers on their knees.

‘You just took the palm of your hand and smashed the door. ’

It was truly a marvelous scene.

"Ho, is that a dragon? ’

I had enough doubts to try.

My eyes trembled.

Roan, on the other hand, was still expressing his frustration.

He turns his head to look at Manus.

“Shall we go in?”

“Ah, ah! Yes, I'll lead the way. ”

Manus slowly wakes up and steps into the inner kingdom.

Roan moves slowly along the leading Manus.

Shhhhhhh!

Through Calian's tears, all the views of the palace pour into the snow.

Here, an extremely activated brain recorded and stored all the information due to shaman psychic attacks.

He couldn't help but remember the terrain, features, and location of the palace as if dry cotton were sucking water.

In addition, Roan raises his senses to the extreme.

‘It's quieter than I expected. ’

The palace was really quiet as if it were dead rats.

I don't see any guards or knights that need to be seen.

Thanks to this, Roan and Manus arrived at the Central War, where the decisions of the kings and nobles were made without interruption.

Manus moves one foot first and pushes the locked gates of the Feud.

Bait.

Fortunately, the gate of the battle opened easily, unlike the gate or the gate.

“Hmm.”

Manus shed a low tear as he looked at the landscape in the battle.

The Great War was swarming with people.

‘Everyone was wondering where you were, and here you are. ’

Roan smiles faintly and gives you a strange look.

There were a lot of nobles in the war wearing heavy armor, as well as a variety of conquests.

Roan's eyes sweep smoothly through the battle.

Callian's tears once again rise to power.

‘That's funny.'

Roan's smile darkens.

You look like you've met a friend.

He gives a slight nod to Manus and takes a slow walk.

Roan and Manus.

As the two of them entered the war, the nobles staggered to the left and to the right.

It was instinctive.

As Roan and Manus cut through the sea, they came to the front of the throne at the center of the battle.

On the throne, the man of the choro sits crooked.

Much older looking face, cloudy eyes, and limp posture compared to age.

It was a look that made the viewer calm down.

The man was Abed von Persion, king of the current Persian kingdom, father of Reytas and Manus.

‘Still.'

Roan smiles bitterly.

He met Abed the other day as a diplomatic envoy.

Even back then, Abed appeared as incompetent as the rumors, but nothing was different from then.

‘So the nobles, despite being on the throne, take the princes. ’

In short, he was the Scarecrow King.

But for now, I was grateful for his existence.

‘If the throne had been vacated, Prince Manus would have been the successor who killed his brother to take it. ’

But thanks to Abed's position on the throne, Manus became a loyal son and servant who defeated Reytas who was about to take the throne and defended the king.

Of course.

‘King Abed will have to admit that…..’

Roan glances at Abed, lowering his head slightly.

“King Abed von Persian. It's been a long time.”

Although Abed was much older, Roan was also the monarch of a country.

There was no need to be too polite.

“It's been a long time...... ”

Abed struggles to move his dry lips and greets you.

He doesn't like having to use honor on Roan.

The two eyes were filled with an unlimited amount of energy.

Then.

Kuang!

A knight leaps through the gates of the Feud.

“Le, Prince Reytas is dead! ”

A loud voice echoes the battle.

At that moment, the faces of the nobles and knights hardened.

However, there was no significant change in Abed's expression.

Was it foreseen? Or is it something else? ’

Roan tilts his head.

At that time, an elderly, strong man by the throne stepped forward.

It was the Duke of Pésewood Sitale, who served as the head of the nobles of the Persian kingdom.

“Son of a bitch! You dare speak against the crown prince of your own country! ”

An old, gorgeous energy emanates from your body.

“I will slit your throat and appease the prince's spirit! ”

The knights dressed in heavy armor surround the throne and draw their swords toward Roan.

“Huh? ”

“Ugh.”

The nobles took a sudden step back.

Completely unexpected.

On the other hand, P'Cewood, who was in mourning, stands on the throne and grabs Abed's hand.

“Your Majesty, you have nothing to worry about. My knights and I will execute that usurper. ”

“Mmm-hmm. Yeah, yeah. ”

Abed nods with a seemingly useless look.

At that moment, Roan shakes his head, smiling softly, watching the situation.

“Your Majesty, I think you should move away for a while. ”

“Hmm?"

Abed glances at Roan, frowning slightly.

P'Cewood, who was holding his hand by his side, once again opens his mouth.

“How dare you give an order to His Majesty! ”

A more powerful energy gushed from my body.

Roan ignores Fyssewood and looks at Abed.

“I can't help it. ”

Work has already begun.

It was not easy for Abed to move in this situation.

Roan smiles bluntly and moves his right hand toward Travis' spear, the iron rod of the waist dance.

“Your Majesty, do not move. If I'm wrong…..”

A soft voice dug into my ears.

“You're hurt.”

At the same time.

Paaaahhhhhh!

As Roan's hand moves, the black scepter extends through the space along the gesture.

The temptation of the spear is so elaborate that it flies straight through the knights surrounding the throne and towards P'Cewood.

“Huff!”

Psychewood suddenly swallows a false wind as he looks at the expanse ahead of him.

He swiftly twists and pulls out the sword from his waist.

Unfortunately, the spear was a little faster than the sword.

Spot!

Travis' windshield cuts deep into the François' flank.

“Grrrgh!"

Psychewood knelt on his side in agony.

“Your Majesty. ”

Manus looks surprised, his eyes wide open, watching the situation from behind.

It's because I didn't think that Roan would throw a spear at the nobles of the Persian Kingdom, who are also called nobles among nobles.

On the other hand, Roan's expression was very bold and bold.

He kneels, his head bowing quietly.

“That's enough. ”

An unknown sound came out.

“You don't have to impersonate a human anymore. ”

Roan's voice fills the battlefield.

“Hmm?"

Manus and many of the nobles who had retreated behind him all gave a curious look.

He doesn't understand what he's saying at all.

Right then.

“Hehehehe.”

Kneeling with his head bent, P'Cewood shrugs his shoulders and bursts into a bizarre smile.

He shakes his head and looks at Roan.

There was a strange smile on his face.

“How did you know? ”

In response, Roan smiles bluntly and simply replies.

“My eyes are a little special. And above all….."

My eyes sank deeper.

“I've smelled your ugly, disgusting scent many times before. ”

At the end of my voice, I felt energized.

“Now, stop trying to identify yourself. ”

Roan's gaze sweeps past the knights that surround Pfisewood and the throne.

My red lips moved.

“You who have lost your pride and honor. ”

At that point, Fyssewood takes his place and smiles bitterly.

“Don't call me that complicated.......”

Moment.

Glug glug.

A face full of wrinkles melted, revealing a dark gray skin color.

The man pretending to be Pseudowood, or not Pseudowood, stares directly at Roan in the back.

“I'd like you to call me Dark Elf. ”

The sound of a cool life.

Strange winds begin to blow in the battle.

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