I am the Monarch

"Philius?" Roan Lancephil frowned. It was the first name I heard. 'Apparently I'm reporting Travias' Spear .......' So Roan still did not know exactly the identity of Flamdor and Travias. When I first met at Vertex, I had to quit talking about their identity. Not only did they absorb Flamdor and Travias in a confrontation with Simon, but they still could not figure out their exact identity. 'It feels like the part is thoroughly sealed .......' Roan looked at Epith as he breathed. 'Is not Philius the real name of Travias?' Epith was the only one able to answer the question. "Hey. What is Philius? " A simple question asked. But the reaction was fascinating. "To the key to the on to the ex!" Epith rolled his neck around with a long arm and screamed. Both eyes were red. "Honest to your father! Hate my father! " He seemed at risk as if he were going to die himself. 'Is the name Philius such a great secret?' Roan breathed deeply. Right then. "Kie ee eek! die! die!" Epith suddenly ran toward Roan as he tied his neck. A completely lost mind. It was a figure caught in madness. Quaaaaaaan! With a roar, a long arm hit the empty ground. The movement was much faster and the force was much stronger than before. Roan quickly turned his head, avoiding the attack, and quickly swiping the Travias' Spear. Spot! Sword red flames soared. "Cuckoo!" Epith shook his long legs, lowering his body with the gruesome. It was surprisingly agile, but Roan's idea was different. 'I'm avoiding Travias' Spear instinctively.' It is fearful of Travias' Spear even when wet with insanity. Roan rolled his foot slightly, shivering the spearhead after avoiding his leg. Spot! The spear blurred. Instantly dozens, hundreds of spears filled the space. "Keek!" From head to toe, Epith burst onto the spear as he spilled from all directions. There is no room to escape anymore, and a big panic. Spot! Papp! Spa Babat! The spear danced and tore Epith's whole body. "Kie eek!" A terrible outbreak rang the battlefield. He shivered and shouted as if he were about to die. But there were no injuries that would have been fatal. It was all about the length of the skin. "Blood, Philius ......! Philius hit the body! " Epith shook his body again to see if he was upset again. 'Certainly there is a secret.' Roan waved Travias' Spear and brought a spear to the tip of his forehead. I stabbed Epith 's forehead with a sharp spear. "Key! Kick! " Epith pounded the whole body and spit out a rough cough. Roan asked with a cold voice to force the wrist so that he could not move. "What is Philius? Another name for Travias? " "Be great. Do not, can not say. Do not tell me. " Epith shook his head as he held his breath. Roan twisted his wrist. The act. The spearhead pierced his forehead. "Kue ee ex!" Epith shook his hand with a bigger seizure. "Do not tell me!" He is terrified of spearing up his forehead. By this time, Roan had no choice but to go head to head. 'What on earth is the identity of Philius .......' I was wondering if Epith, who was fiercely bombarded, was frightened and declared surrender. Epith hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth carefully. "Travias is a fake name instead of a real name." "Is the real name Philius?" When Roan asked, Epith slowly nodded. "Why is it called a fake name?" Roan looked at Epith 's eyes straight up. Epith still had a hard time with a terrified expression. "That's because blood, Philius, has fallen. He could not be called, because he had forsaken his father's will and took care of Middle-Earth, so he could no longer be called in a sublime name. " I stared at the horse, but it did not seem like a lie. Roan again asked a soft voice. "Is he the same father as your father?" Scary to end. "Oh no! no!" Epith's face was red. "Woo, my father and Blood, Philius' father is a totally different person! My father is ....... " The more he continued, the more reddish his face was. Roan instantly felt a pounding of the back of his head and skin. 'Dangerous.' Instinctive feeling. Roan rolled his foot quickly and stepped back. At the same time. PURA UA UA UA UA! Epith's head burst with a terrible sound. Red blood and sticky cerebral spurts all over the place. This profit this! Where there was blood and menstrual flow, the smoky smoke rose. Roan quickly swept the Travias' Spear to prevent blood and brain water from reaching the body. 'What is this .......' Roan frowned, staring at Epith's body. The elongated limbs were hanging around in a random way. My body is fine, but my head is flying away. There was still red blood in his neck. What is surprising is that everywhere the blood reaches, a smoky smoky bloom. 'When I was wounded in the battle, did not make any difference?' Roan twisted his wrist to collect Travias' Spear. 'Explosion caused by overflow? Or is it the gold for secrecy? ' Whatever it was, it was hard to understand. 'These guys are human or not. What is the identity of the father, the father? " There were too many unknown secrets. There. 'What is the real identity of Travias?' My head was too complicated. 'Tempestas did not have anything to do with memory.' Roan spat out a long breath. 'Do you think Kalian knows?' I suddenly thought that. No, even if I did not know everything correctly, it seemed to be grasping only a rough outline. 'No, maybe I just might not know .......' Roan was interested only in war, battle, spearman, etc. In this life, because of the memories of the shamans, I knew a little bit of other knowledge, but there was a lot of information in fields that I still do not care about. 'I'll have to study.' I have an appetite. 'Philius. Philius la ....... ' I wanted to see the memories in my mind once again. then. "sire." I heard a familiar voice behind me. 'Ah.......' Roan soon turned around, sorting out the complicated thoughts. There was a very nice and familiar face to it. "Prince Manus." Roan approached tightly and extended his right hand. Manus grabbed his hand and bowed his head slightly. "Your Majesty saved his life." Emotional expressions and voices. Roan smiled faintly and nodded. "I'm glad you helped." The two looked at each other silently for a moment while holding their hands together. "Hmmm. Hmm. Hmm." Peid Nail, who was watching, laughs awkwardly and makes a fuss. So Roan and Manus turned their hands off and looked at Peid and Alea Britch. "Peid Nail of Istel Kingdom. long time no see." "Long time no see." Roan and Peid are already there. "The last time you really helped me." Roan laughed and stretched out his right hand. The last great help came from the Amaranth Kingdom, when the Istel Kingdom ran the Amaranth Kingdom rather than the North Rinse Kingdom. At the time, Peid's choice and decision allowed Roan and Amaranth Kingdom to defeat North Rinse Kingdom and defeat Byron Kingdom completely. "We have received a lot of grace from our Majesty." Peid shook his head with a humble attitude and voice. He was also able to get most of Istel Kingdom's farmland back because of Roan's big decision, and the huge war reparations could also be forgiven. "And this is ......." Peid stepped back to one side and pointed to Alea. Alea walked forward as if waiting, grabbing Roan's hand. "It is an honor to welcome your Majesty King Roan Lancephil, a stronghold of the continent, called Wargod. Really, really ....... " Her two eyes shone and shone. "I just wanted to see you once." It was unique and curiosity. Roan smiled faintly and nodded. "I am also honored to meet Alea Britch, Meleland Defenders." At that end, Alea was surprised. "Did you know me?" The end of my voice trembled. Roan nodded with the impression that it was natural. "Information is power." "Uh." Peid, who was listening, shed a low penetration. 'Definitely a terrifying intelligence.' Yet Alea's reputation was not so great as to be known abroad. So I had a plan to make it a secret weapon of Istel Kingdom. 'It's no use.' Peid laughed. Roan had no choice but to tell the truth that he already knew Alea's existence. "By the way, what is the identity of this guy? I have never heard of anyone with such a strange folly. " Manus frowned, staring at the body of Epith whose head had disappeared. Roan shook his head with a brief sigh. "I do not know exactly yet. But I have met such a person before. " "Yes? Did you already have this? " Manus, Peid and Alea were surprised. Roan nodded slowly. "Yes. He called himself the Gorg of the Black Corps. " Scary to end. "Black Corps?" "General Gorg?" Manus, Peid, and Alea frowned and frowned. Roan laughed at his appearance. 'They look like they've heard it for the first time.' It was the moment when expectation of the end was broken. But there was no need to be disappointed. 'Now that's the beginning. by the way.......' The important thing was apart. Roan looked at Manus and Peid alternately. "Have you heard the name Philius?" Manus and Peid, one of the nation's leading talents, wondered if they had ever heard of it. But. "Philius?" "Uhm. Philius la ....... " Manus and Peid frowned and frowned. They did not seem to answer at once, so they seemed to be listening for the first time. 'This is also hard to find easily .......' When you think about it. "Philius?" Alea quietly laughed and laughed. Peid, who was in trouble, frowned. "Mr. Alea. If you want to play even if you do ....... " He shook his hand so Alea would make a strange sound. However, Alea shook her head with a rather dignified expression. "I'm not kidding. I've heard the name. " He then shrugged, staring at Roan, Manus, and Peid. "I am more surprised that I do not even know this name. Did not everyone study theology? It is rare that people study theology these days. " She laughed and laughed. "Philius. He is ....... " The smile on my mouth became thicker. "Devesis is God's thirteenth son."   * * *   The conversation between Swift Clark and Edwin Voiza continued unabated. At first, Kalian, who had been listening to the story with an interesting expression, soon yawned and drowned. 'I am chatting.' Right then. 'Well?' An unpleasant aura was detected in Kalian's sense. 'This energy is .......' I feel it for a long time, but I can never forget the aura. Kalian woke up and smiled. Swift and Edwin, who were in conversation with the heat and Castle, trembled. 'Oh, you've focused too much on us .......' Swift laughed awkwardly and scratched his back. "Are you too bored?" At that point, Kalian shook her hand as if she did not care. "OK. I'm talking. I'll be out for a while. " "Yes? Where ...? " Edwin asked with a little nervous expression. Kalian replied briefly with the expression that it was nothing. "It looks like a friend." He jumped out of the drawing room. thud. The door closed with a blunt sound. Swift and Edwin looked at each other and blinked with only two eyes. "If you are a friend ......." Swift first got lucky. Edwin nodded after swallowing a dry spit once. "It would be Dragon." The faces of both of them were white. The presence of Kalian alone is causing a choke. But a new Dragon appeared? 'This is really .......' Swift shook her body without knowing herself. 'Is Middle-Earth Destroying?' An eerie future penetrated my head. Kalian, who came out of the drawing room, waved his hand lightly, knowing that he was worried. Pa Aaaaaaaa! The landscape in front of me changed with a white light column. It was a teleport magic. The antique mansion has disappeared and a wide field has appeared. Kalian stood up and looked at the middle of the field. There was a young man sitting on the sobbed robe. It was a beautiful year as beautiful as Kalian. He smiled a cold smile, staring straight at Kalian. "I've seen it a long time and will not say hello?" Kalian shook her head with a humorous look. He moved his foot toward the young man and lifted his right hand. "How have you been?" The humorous expression turned into a cold expression. "You look healthy. Lunak. " Lunak. The young man sitting on the pylon was the Black Dragon, or Lunak, the more famous of the dragons.