I am the Monarch

"What's going on?" Count Lancephil, director of the Druid Bureau, asked Serifa in a loud voice. "What is important is because of the last appointment." It was Clay who laughed and laughed lightly. He stabbed his chin with his hand pinched. Somewhat unnoticed. Serifa looked at the scene quietly and sighed a short sigh. "phew. Do you have to do it?" "Of course, the one I started is the lord." "That's because you've watched and touched every step of the way." "That was my mission." Clay had no hesitation. My eyes became smaller. "Mission? It was mission to use the lord?" Serifa could not finish his speech. Clay shrugged his shoulders and asked them berserkly. "Will you break your promise?" Seriously, there was no answer. After a while, he had a long breath again. "Phew, you can not break Druid's oath." Druid's oath. It was different from the promise of ordinary humans. As a kind of magic or magic, if a party breaks an oath, the ability or life will be forbidden. A similar type was the Mage's oath, and the Shaman's oath. "So what exactly do I do?" I did not get it. For Druid, the grace that Roan gave him was never too small. No, the fact was very big. The pupil shook very briefly. However, Clay did not mind at all. "Once with the Druids, go north to Kingdom." "If it is the northwest part?" "Duke Webster." "Uh." I expected a certain degree. It was the most accomplished part since Clay returned to the front line. "At the same time, I will cause some confusion in the Count Lancephil order." The method was simple. At the Druid Bureau, use the animals supplied by the Lancephil Fief Army, Agens, and Tenebra troops to destroy the information. Roan and the Fief Army, who repeatedly battle and war in the far south and farther from the Gnomon, could not confirm the authenticity of the information. Serifa rose from the spot with a hard, hard look. I did not want to see Clay anymore. "I will leave it up to you." Clay's face was very bright. Therefore, it was more unpleasant and obnoxious. Serifa stepped toward the door without any response. then. "Seriously, do not forget that I brought you out of the wild, lonely woods in the woods of nobody. It was me, not the lord, who gave you a new life opportunity." Clay said very loudly and with a loud voice. Serifa turned his head and looked at him. Still hard and firm. "I admit that." But. 'You certainly gave me a new life opportunity. But the lord ....... ' My heart ran hot. 'He gave me heart and faith.' A word I could not spare. It was not a new life opportunity that Roan gave to Serif. Mind and Faith. It was much greater and greater than material. Clay is obsessed with the individual's longing can never give. Therefore, seriously, it was painful. 'You must forsake the faith of your lord .......' Human betrayal. Serifa opened the door with a curse on it. And never looked back again. thud. The door was closed with a heavy sound. Clay, who was left alone, smiled faintly and shook his hand. Meow. Five small cats appeared in the corner as if waiting. Two of them were the same cats that used to leave for Bradley. Of course, Clay did not even know that they encounter Elf in the middle. Meow. Meow. The cats gathered in front of Clay's feet and bowed their heads. Clay stroked his back and covered his head with his palm. Thrust. A hazy green light wrapped the cats' bodies. Clay closed his eyes and muttered the unknown horses. After a while, a strange smile surfaced in his face, which was dumb. "It's done." The cats gave Bradley's answer, Agens, the trend of the Tenebra troop, and the current state of the Lancephil Fief Army. Everything was according to Clay's will. He sent his cats back with one beck and then headed to the office table. Through the disturbance of information, there was something to be done at the same time as disrupting the Count Lancephil order. Parrak. A bunch of documents that Clay fits into. <Lancephil Fief Army Diffusion Plan.> The smoothly moving fingers turned over a piece of paper. The petal of a small flowerpot that I put on the end of the table like a coincidence trembled. It was a very small and clear move. * * * One of the strategic hubs of the South, the castle gate of the Castle of Plovdiv was opened. There was no battle. First-come-first-served first came in and identified the risk factors in the castle. Lancephil Fief Army headquarters, led by Roan, came in. "That's Count Lancephil ......." "Finally, Count Lancephil came to our estates." Many citizens gathered on the road across the city of Flore. Expectations and fears seem to be mixed. It would also be the southern strategic hub of Flore Castle, which was briefly occupied by Simon Rinse, Tommy Rinse and Kallum Rinse. At that time, cruel genocide and pillage took place. Because of that, the florid citizens were nervous about how the Crimson Ghost, the Crimson Corps, and Roan and the Lancephil Fief Army would come out. 'Rumors can not be all true.' Complex eyes spilled. Through his eyes, Roan was able to read the horrors of the citizens' minds. "Uh." He leaped low and jumped out of Gunma. "Get off the horse all the way. A gentle sound dug through the ears of Fief Army soldiers. "Char." With a short answer all the soldiers got off the horse. It was a measure to alleviate the fear of the citizens. The action continued. Around the time the first team and the main body crossed the castle square and entered the nature, Troop, a follow-up supply, took its place in the square. "Supply food to the flow citizens." Roan's orders. The order was immediately announced. "Do you give me wheat?" "I'm not taking it?" "Really? Really?" "Do not you think this is a slaughtering together?" "Because Count Lancephil is also the closest of Prince Simon ....... you do not know." The citizens were dubious. But the grueling hunger led their steps to the square. "You have plenty of supplies, so calmly wait for your turn." "I'll give you wheat and soybeans, potatoes and corn." "If you need, I will treat you." Lancephil Fief Army soldiers treated their citizens with a bright face, throwing off a heavy, hard armor. "Are you really giving me that?" One of them went forwards. The soldier was full of wheat in a large barnacle. "Did not you bring something to carry? Then ......." He then handed the wheat to a small turret. "If you are short, come again." A fresh look and greeting. "Ah......." The citizens who handed in the wheat flour were thrilled. Hot tears came up in both eyes. "Thank you very much, thank you!" The sound of shouting. That was the starting point. "Give it, really!" "Count Lancephil is different!" "He does not take it!" The citizens were in a rush and rushed in a moment. The soldiers quickly settled down and led them to keep their order. Soft atmosphere without coercion. There were occasional troubles with citizens, but they returned to the last line with a hard curse. It does not mean you just smile. Soon the confusion disappeared and only the laughter filled the square. There were laughs on people's faces. Flora also began to bloom. Amaranth. A flower that never fades. * * *This move of Roan and Lancephil Fief Army soon spread throughout the Kingdom. It was not just people's word of mouth. Roan's former black Rinse, and current Black Amaranth members scattered throughout the Kingdom and began to announce Roan's intentions and actions. "Did you hear that? Count Lancephil does not seem to do anything like the pillage of Castle. " "Not that much. God said, "We share the food at all." "Heal the sick, heal the broken house, God." "He is such a great person." The trust of the people of Roan was increasing day by day. On the contrary, of course, there were those who were jealous and disgruntled with Roan. Most of them were former powers. Especially, the jealousy of Simon who became a new throne became different every day. "Yes, yes." Simon frowned on his forehead with his right hand. The battle, which was so lively with flatter nobles, was very calm. Simon, sitting on the throne, Bradley Webster Duke, the outsider, and Viscount Tio Ruin, the closest neighbor, were the only ones keeping their seats. "So what did I say? You should not believe Count Lancephil too much. " Bradley shook his head with a short sigh. Simon is silent. But the expression was still not good. Tio looked at the atmosphere and opened his mouth carefully. "It is definitely Count Lancephil's fault that he has released the Black Rinse units. It is true, however, that Black Rinse has been defeated in any case, and it is also true that he occupied the prime ministers of Prince Tommy and Prince Kallum. The ball is much larger than the ball. Please do not be afraid ... ... " When the horse came about. "stop." Simon lifted his head and looked at Tio. My eyes glowed as if I were burning. "Ruin Viscount. Are you my servant, the servant of Count Lancephil? " Sudden question. "sire. What do you mean by that? I am, of course, your servant. " Tio is a bit embarrassed. Simon gently bit his lower lip. "I think you have Count Lancephil, not me, these days. It's terribly offensive. " The voice of the day. The look was much colder and cooler than that. Bradley pulled the word out with a gentle expression as if it had waited. "sire. Count Lancephil has a different meaning. According to the information, it is judged that his progression is here Royal Capital Miller. It is the Royal Capital Miller in the south west of Tommy's Prince or in the south-east of Prince Kallum's Majesty. It is a marvel that I can not understand. " "Uh." Simon 's expression became colder. Tio intervened again. It was difficult for Roan and Simon to fall apart this time. "sire. Count Lancephil is definitely coming to Royal Capital Miller for a good reason. He is the loyal counselor who has devoted his life to his majesty so far. " Simon 's eyes were scarred by the end of the talk. "Ruin Viscount. You are counting again on Count Lancephil. " Facial expressions and voices. But this time, Tio did not back down. 'Was this guy like this steel?' It is amazing that Bradley was by. 'Viscount Tio Ruin ... ... . ' Simon was also surprised. Nowadays, Tio has been able to maintain his senses in a breathtaking manner due to madness and dizziness in his head. 'Yes. Ruin Viscount had never cried. ' Once again I caught the rope of reason. But. "According to the information, Prince Tommy and Prince Kallum are reaching out to Count Lancephil." Bradley once again took a second shot. "Uh." Simon's reason shook again. In the place where two eyes were deep, Maggie was sore. Simon looked straight at Tio. "sire… ... " Tio called Simon with a loud voice. "Uh." In the mind of Simon, reason and madness fought fiercely. result? "good. I want you to believe Count Lancephil like that, so let me give you one more chance. " The victory of reason. Tio looked like a victory. "sire!" Bradley screamed with a surprise expression. Tio's mouth, on the other hand, had a faint smile. Simon clasped Bradley's mouth with his hand and gave a new command. "Send a messenger to Count Lancephil right now. Turn the rider right now and defeat Tommy and Kallum 's base and level the South of the Kingdom. Ultimatum. Madness did not back down quietly. This was not Tio's victory. tie. Reason and madness did not win or lose. gulp. Tio swallowed the dry spit. Even here, Roan's side was not able to make a comment. I did not even know that this little opportunity would fly. Tio bowed his head. "Yes. I will. " He quickly escaped the battle for Simon's mind to change. 'Damn it. Tio Ruin is cutting things. ' Bradley bowed his head and bit him. Until now, all the plans were being done perfectly. No, it was much more solid and detailed than the original plan. 'Clay got an unexpected helper.' However, the plan to divide Roan and Simon came to the last minute. I did not think Simon would accept Tio's opinion. Bradley breathed deeply. 'I'll have to bring the shaman guys a little faster.' I was thinking of shaking Simon's mind. Bradley lifted his head and looked at Simon. I was going to throw a hint on this. But it was Simon who spoke first. "My mother-in-law. What happened to those who could heal me? " At the moment Bradley's expression brightened. I did not throw the bait, but I got caught. Bradley smiled faintly and bowed his head. "We will soon be arriving at Royal Capital Miller." An eerie smile caught my mouth. Sadly, Simon did not see it. He was unaware of his destiny, Mad Monarch.