I am the Monarch

"Huck, huck." The rough breath rose to the tip of the tongue. The chest shook up and down. "Joe, give it a little more power! Cedes Castle is in front of you!" Mills Voiza shouted with a backpack. "Yes, yes." "Everybody, let's work hard." The commanders, the knights and the soldiers who followed followed up their voice. Everyone was a mess. '5,000 or 5,000 troops have been followed by .......' Mills sighed a long sigh. It was a defeat. 'Roan Lancephil is not human.' I did not want to admit it, but I had to admit it. Roan swept the battlefield with the rain of fire. He fought against 50,000 troops alone, holding a sack of windows. 'But in fact, he has about 5,000 troops.' Of course, the ability to destroy 5,000 soldiers alone was beyond human scope. "More than 20,000 troops have been destroyed by the Lancephil Fief Army attacked by Ian Phillips." Mills tried to gather the rest of the troops to fight back, but he could not achieve what he meant. More than 20,000 inmates all fired or fled to Roan. The rumor that Roan had spread in the battle with the Second Gin of the Rinse Liberation Army was right. 'He prepares for other battles, wars, next battles and wars, while fighting right now.' It was different from myself who hastened to fight in front of me immediately. Mills bit him. 'But I still have to give up.' His gaze went to the front. Sedes Castle was in front of me. 5,000 surviving elite bottles and 5,000 troops left in Sedes castle. Once you open the temple, you are waiting for the Byron Kingdom and the Istel Kingdom to join. You can ask the Estia Empire for the troops if you want to ....... " Moreover, Cedes Castle was rich in materials as Royal Capital of North Rinse Kingdom. There were also a large number of citizens, so they could be used as defense forces in case of need. Yes. I was separated by myself. 'Roan. Do not think this is over. " Mills grasped his fist and urged him to walk. One of the commanders walked ahead and screamed. "Open the door! Liberation Army is third! Mills Voiza is back! Supreme Commander is back!" A voiced voice struck the closed gates and walls. But somehow the gates did not show any signs of opening. There was no reaction in the castle and the castle. "Well?" Mills, who was looking up at the castle, frowned. 'I just said that shine ...?' I was horrified at the moment. I felt sweating with an uncomfortable and uneasy feeling. "Listen to the shield!" Mills screamed instinctively and squinted. "Huh ?!" "Bar, shield ?!" Several commanders, knights and soldiers were embarrassed by the sudden command, and later took the shield. That moment. Ping! Fining! Phoebe Bibby Bing! Along with the cheerful resonance of the sound, the arrow was covered in the sky. Sweeee! A sharp siege penetrated my ear. "My, damn! This is what this ......." "Stop it!" The defeated soldiers of five thousand hurriedly lifted the shield. However, the pouring of arrows was a little faster. Furberbuck! Burberry Burber! "Shut up!" "Ugh!" "Turn it off." Barely surviving, the mansions that had walked all the way to the castle of Sedes fell into the shape of hedgehogs, one and two. "C'mon, Supreme Commander, it's hard to do!" "You have to step back!" The commanders hid themselves under the shield and shouted in urgent voice. Mills hesitated very briefly. 'The castle of Sethes was the last fortress ........' The face was well distorted. 'Roan Lancephil. Are you really a ghost? In the meantime, the Castle of Sedes would have fallen! ' I want to rub it even if it sounds. "Great!" "Uhh!" While Mills was worried, the Third Army of the Liberation Army was losing one or two lives. "Supreme Commander!" The commanders called Mills out loud. Then Mills nodded behind his cracked lips. "I retreat, move northeast and join the Byron Kingdom." Finally, the order to retreat fell. "Retreat! Retreat!" When the commanders and the knights cried out with a loud voice, the soldiers who were barely holding back began to wiggle. It was like a puppy with a tail on fire. Purbauk. Purbauk. As Mills and the soldiers retreated, arrow baptism also became frequent. "Do you want to chase?" A soldier who was watching the situation on the castle carefully asked. "No, I do not have to." The short answer was Piccio. He smiled faintly and watched Mills behind him. "They are already trapped." It was clear that they would soon be caught without pursuing them. Roan was already looking into it. In addition, Piccio was not in a position to miss the Cedes Castle. 'If you can take Castle Castle, you can take it.' Clay and Duke Webster were still peeking at the opportunity, with supporters following Estia Empire breathed. Now it was a good idea to wait for Roan to guard Cedes Castle. Piccio turned his head and looked to the south. 'The lord.' It was as if Roan's flag was visible. 'Welcome to.' The hot stuff filled my heart. 'This is your land.' Piccio had a long breath. My breath flowed southward through the wind.   * * *   The weather was sunny. The sky was clear without a cloud, and the sun was warm. The autumn breeze blowing in the mountains has become sweet. Everything is perfect. The door of Cedes Castle, which was firmly closed, opened wide. A huge pontoon on a moat overflowing. Piccio stood alone in front of him. He stood straight in his plain attire and looked to the south. ridge! ridge! ridge! ridge! A low drum sound was heard. Then the sound of the ripe music played in the wind. It was the performance of the Minta Army band of Lancephil Fief Army. Flap! Finally, a large group of flagpoles emerged at the end of the road. <Rinse Grand Commander.> <Count Lancephil.> <Roan Lancephil.> I saw Roan Lancephil under the banner of Gunma. Because of the fighting, it was a little bit old, but the red armor gently polished was shining. A red cloak on his shoulders fluttered in the wind. Just looking at it, I felt awe and majesty. Roan did not only grow in power and leadership as he underwent numerous battles and wars. He became a true leader by leading large Troops and Corps. The march was done very slowly. There was no reason to rush. After a while, Roan and Lancephil Fief Army came to Cedes Castle with a cool autumn wind. "Congratulations on the improvement." Piccio leaned back down with a wedge. Roan laughed and stood on the ground. "Piccio has had a lot of trouble in the meantime." He grabbed Piccio's hand and praised his hard work. "I just did what I had to do." Piccio was modest. Roan looked at Piccio so slowly and nodded slowly. "I am asking you in the future." At that point, Piccio bowed his head. All the hardships and disgrace that Clay had with him disappeared like snow. "Citizens are out there, and I will take you to the castle." Piccio called the spirit of the North Rinse Kingdom a permanent castle. Roan nodded silently. All of the commanders who followed his back with his right hand lightly stood down from the horse. "The Thousand-man Captains and the Amaranth Troop go to the permanent castle along with me, and the rest of Troop build their camp." "Char!" A strong but powerful answer. Roan walked into Cedes Castle with a smile. I walked into the wide open gate and saw a well - The carriage was wide enough to carry around four cars at the same time. It is comparable to Royal Capital Miller. 'Uh.' Roan forcibly swallowed perspiration. There were huge crowds on either side of the huge street. It seemed that all the citizens of Cedes as well as nearby Fief were gathered. What is surprising is that it is very quiet despite so many people gathered. If I could add a little lie, I could hear the breath of the person next to me. Blow. Blow. Roan paced with a gentle expression. Austin, Harrison, Brian and Pierce, and Walter followed. gulp. The citizens swallowed the dry spit and looked at Roan and Amaranth Troop. Hot and stareful gaze. No gaze of any aspiration poured out. Roan and Amaranth Troop, who were in the middle of Sedes Castle, Right then. "Count Lancephil! Thank you!" One of the crowds screamed with a loud voice. That was the beginning. "Thank you!" "I waited!" "Roan Lancephil! Roan Lancephil!" "Lancephil! Lancephil!" "Roan! Roan!" A hot shout burst out. My ear was sore and my body shook because of the cries that burst at a time. Roan, who was about to enter the castle, stopped and looked back. "Wow ah ah!" Thanks to this, the shout became bigger. Roan moved back a few steps toward the back and dug back. Several commanders and Amaranth Troop circles also leaned back along Roan. In front of the general commoners, the nobility and leaders of the Kingdom bowed their heads first. "Ah......." Citizens who honed Roan and praised the Lancephil Fief Army had a low resilience. They stopped cheering and bowed to Roan and Amaranth Troop. A warm silence fell on the whole castle of Sedes. They were different, but the same people bowed their heads toward each other. How long has it been? Roan set his back again and moved his foot to the castle. There was no one-on-one address. Now was not the time to talk. They shared many stories with one another in heart and soul. 'That's why I follow the lord.' 'The lord is different from other nobles.' 'This is the one who will be bigger.' Count Lancephil squeezed his fist as he watched Roan's rear view. I felt a strong aura on my blood vessels. Pride and respect. They vowed and pledged to follow Roan forever. "Im here." Piccio, who walked ahead, stopped at the big door. The royal palace in Miller was a gorgeous door, much more than the Great War. Roan nodded slightly. Soon Amaranth Troop Legionnaire came near and opened the door which was firmly closed. A gorgeous sight was revealed through the door that opened little by little. A war that is decorated with all kinds of decorations and jewels. "Uh." Some commanders, including Austin, passed away. Because I felt a sense of displeasure and discomfort in the appearance of overly colorful competition. then. "Oh, you're finally here." A bright voice rang. Roan stood still, staring at the door. A huge chair at the end of a long carpet. There was a young man in a spectacular garment sitting there with enough snow to hurt. "The author is Barry Webster." Piccio approached and whispered in a small voice. Roan nodded slightly. He was Barry Webster, the son of Bradley Webster Duke, king of North Rinse Kingdom and dead. "I was waiting." Barry smiled brightly and gestured. A stately picture. No, it was stupid. Roan did not move. "Emperor, the King's King is not calling!" "Let's say greetings!" Baroness nobles who lived under Barry raised their voice. The number was at most five. There were some who looked behind them, but the figure was about twenty. "I was originally told by Clay that I had been relegated to the provinces. As soon as I heard that Clay was dead, I came back to Cedess Castle and I was reading Barry Webster at close range." Piccio once again said in a low voice. Roan smiled faintly and looked at Barry and Noble. 'Foolish things.' He was already aware of their intentions. 'I want to be treated as king of the country.' just as expected. "Count Lancephil, our North Rinse Kingdom did not mean to fight the Rinse Kingdom, and this war was all Clay did." Barry laughed and shook his head. "Of course, it is my fault that I did not manage Suh, and I want to accept my mistakes and ask for forgiveness." After the conversation was over, the Noble people around me screamed. "All of it was Clay, that humble man." "It is no different that the work is finished because the guy is dead anyway. Why do not you just end your fight with each other and make peace?" "We will pay the reparations in exchange for recognizing ours' fault and hand over the southern McGillie Fief." "Not only will they be allied with each other, but how about getting along as their brother Empire in the future?" The bullies continued. They somehow tried to defend the North Rinse Kingdom. 'If you can keep the Kingdom, you can live with it until you die.' 'I will be able to enjoy all kinds of rich movies.' Dirty desires filled the head and chest. Roan smiled brightly as he looked at it. I could not stand laughing. I was not angry enough to get angry. But Barry and Noble misunderstood Roan's smile. "Well, if this works out well, Count Lancephil, I'll give you the honor Duke." Barry did not notice the bullshit. "Hahaha, that's good." "It is true the King!" The Noble laughed and shivered Abu. At that time Roan's mouth smiled away. He looked at Barry and Noble in a chilly way. "I'm having bums." I have a more breathtaking voice. thud. The static fell down in the war. Barry and Noble, who laughed out loud, staring at Roan with his mouth wide open. They did not speak in a surprised expression. Then Roan gently whipped his right hand. Moment. "Char!" Amaranth Troop circled the floor and ran toward the Noble. "uh?!" "Uh, uh, uh ......." The nobles were shaking their hands with only two eyes in a sudden situation. My body got stuck like a stone statue. And. Stop! The swords of the Amaranth Troop circled the Noble 's neck. What really happened in an instant. "Uh, uh, uh wooh!" Barry screamed with his eyes rounded. thud! I was so surprised that I fell off the rest of the chair and rolled the floor. "Ah, blood, blood!" Noble 's blood wet the palms and clothes. "Please." Barry shook his hands with a soulful expression. A very pathetic appearance. "Well, Your Majesty!" "This, these guys!" The knights in the back tried to pull the sword late. But. "Do not move." Already, Legionnaire, including Brian and Pierce, were behind them. "Cough." The knights took their hands off the long sword and lifted their arms over their heads. At first they were not able to defeat Roan and Amaranth Troop in their level and numbers. Barry's stupidity was revealed. He had no idea how Roan and Lancephil Fief Army were doing. Roan paced slowly and stood before Barrie. "Rinse Kingdom commander Barry Webster in the name of Grand Commander Roan Lancephil." At that end Barry lifted his head and looked at Roan. A white face. He shook his head with the impression that he could not believe it. "I, King of the North Rinse Kingdom, North of the Rinse Kingdom ......." When the horse came about. "There is no Kingdom called North Rinse in this world." Roan looked at Barry with a decisive look. Barry continued to shake his head. "No, no! I am the King of one country!" The last gig. Roan smiled faintly. "Barry Webster, you are not a Royal Capital, nor an aristocrat." It was still a determined voice. "You were Greenhorn, a noble nobleman, a sinner who drove innocent people to death because of his vain desire." Roan breathed deeply. "The sinner Barry Webster, put you in a beheading form." Finally, the verdict fell. One of the Legionnaires stepped forward and pulled a long sword. Throne. 쇳 sarori digs in the ear. "Uh, uh, uh, uh, come on!" Barry reached for Roan. Roan glanced toward Legionnaire with his expressionless face. That moment. Spot! The long sword broke the space. Stop! Barry's throat was cut off cleanly with a terrible sound. Nothing dead. Barry Webster, who clashed Rinse Kingdom with Clay, came to the end. "phew." Roan spat out a long breath. Now everything is over. But it was not time to rest. Really important things remained. "Austin." Austin came to the low calling. "Tonight, I will tell my will to all." It was an unknown word, but Austin already knew it. "Yes, I will prepare." He bowed his head with an emotion. The same is true of the various commanders who were backward. They knew what Roan's words meant. Roan looked at the faces of the various commanders. The past years have passed before my eyes. I started at the terminal spearman and I came to this place. 'It was impossible without them.' Roan smiled faintly. He said with a soft, soft voice. "Come with me to Royal Capital Miller."