I am the Monarch

A gorgeous palace equal to the estuary of Estia Empire. Only two men were enjoying a walk in the large garden, which was rather a field. "Are you really going to go?" The man who was speaking with anxious expressions and voices was a middle - aged man with a fair - haired head under his ear. He spit out his back with a long breath. The young man beside him bowed his head with a grim expression. "This time I must go." "Uh." The middle-aged man closed his eyes with low penetration. Phew for a moment. "If you emptied the ecliptic, who would look after the Empire?" The expression and voice were still anxious. On the other hand, there was a soft smile on the young man's face. "It does not have to worry. The excellent talents from academy are faithfully fulfilling their respective duties. And......." He looked at the profile of the middle-aged man and looked back. "Now Empire is without problems without me ......." When the horse came about. "stop. I certainly said that you should never go outside. " The expressions and voices of the middle-aged man became rigid. The young man bowed with a short sigh. "Sorry." A soft voice. Then the middle - aged man shook his hand with his fur. "I'm not angry with you. Do not get me wrong. but......." He looked straight at the young man and was behind. "Count Kuhle Hale. I want you to keep this in mind. It was all thanks to you that our collapsed Lucia Empire was back in business, and that we were able to raise our national strength enough to keep up with Estia Empire. " The middle-aged man held the two shoulders of Count Kuhle Hale firmly. "It is a very important opportunity to wait for our Empire. It is an opportunity to show off the national power that has been hidden in the meantime. " The end of the voice shook a little. Crewe laughed and gently bowed his head. "So that's what I'm going to do. sire." The identity of the middle-aged man was Palmer De Lucia, Lucia Empire's contemporary emperor. Crewe was watching Palmer's eyes gently. "I'll show the world the power of Lucia Empire." At that end, Palmer laughed and knocked Kuhle's shoulder. "Your name is going to be a big one." It was something that I had in mind all the time. 'I wanted to protect my name from going out of Empire, but .......' Palmer had a desire that the people of the world would come to know the existence of the great talent of Kuhle. Crewe just smiled instead of the answer, Boyle was the only. then. "Then I hope I can meet my sisters." Palmer spoke carefully, recalling the old stories he had heard from Kuhle. Crewe smiled faintly and nodded. "If you're lucky, you can." Palmer aroused memories and asked questions. "Did not you say that you were studying under the same teacher, not in the blood?" "That's right. I was the first disciple and there were two more down there. " "You said you can not cover the power of ability?" Palmer's question continued. Crewe laughed shyly and nodded. Palmer soon swallowed his tongue. "There are two more talented people like you ... I'd like to put all of them in my mind, but if you have such a great ability, you already have someone to meet or you are spreading your dreams and ideals." "Perhaps it will." Crewe laughed and nodded. 'One of them has already lost his life. sire.' My heart was throbbing. It was not a good feeling. Palmer was rancorous as he regretted it. "Please be careful. I will be waiting for you here in the Yellow Sea. " At that point, Kuhle fell to one knee. "I will come to name Lucia." He politely greeted him, then turned around slowly and moved slowly. I could see the garden entrance far away. The ceremony will begin as soon as you leave the door. 'It's been a long time since we've been out of the world.' Crewe's mouth caught a faint smile. Deeply sunken eyes shone and shone. 'It's a prosperity .......' In my head, complicated plans came to life and repeated. 'A great wind blows on the continent.' By his own prediction, an unprecedented massive war will sweep the continent. But that did not frighten me or worry me. Crewe had a great faith in his abilities. Suddenly two younger brothers emerged. 'Marino seems to be doing well .......' A very short sad light struck the pupil. He lifted his head and looked at the sky. 'It's the youngest. Are you doing well? " But Kuhle shook his head. 'No, not that .......' He bowed his head again and looked at the ground. 'This way?' The face filled with loneliness and sadness. A long breath came out of my lips. "I'd like to put a flower in the grave if you can afford it ......." Perhaps it was not easy. "Please forgive this fellow brother." Apple with heart. "My dear brother, Clay." A small voice fell to the floor.   * * *   "Everything, Dark Elf ?!" "Dark Elf ?!" The nobles filled the war with their eyes twinkling in a circle. Unlike Roan Lancephil and Manus Pershion, they had no idea that the Dark Elf was back in the world. On the other hand, Abdon von Pershion, who was sitting on the throne, wanted to be surprised for a moment and kept his usual expression within a short time. 'When I heard that Prince Lytas was dead, I felt something .......' Roan narrowed his eyes to a strange sensation. Several doubts shook my head. But now it was not time to worry about other places. He gently twisted his wrist and pulled Travias' Spear. At that very moment, the faces of the knights surrounding the throne melted. As in the case of Peshude, a dark gray color appeared. They were also Dark Elf. "Ah......." "How does this happen ......." The nobles of Pershion could not speak with a grim expression. Roan looked grimly and looked at Dark Elf, who disguised as Speech City Dale, No Prelude. He looked at Roan's eyes with an expression of interest. "I heard the rumors about you and I knew it. Roan Lancephil. " He pulled a sword from his waist dance. The wounds on his side were noticeably healed. "My name is Roland. Dark Elf's honorable warrior. " Roland. He was the very Dark Elf who visited Lytas on Teloy Island to save him and confuse the Pershion Kingdom. Roan smiled and shook his head. "Honor ......." The wrist moved smoothly. Hooray! Travias' Spear followed the sword and flames. "It sounds funny." It was really funny. It was not to be said by the guys who held the Mad Dragon Lunak and clashed with Orc and disturbed Middle-Earth. Roland laughed and pointed Roan at the end of the sword. "I wonder how much that can afford." He was able to spare, no confidence. Unfortunately, Roland underestimated Roan. 'Yes, it is human level .......' It was a horrible misjudgment because I had not heard of the black generals and Corps' s collapse. Roland's sword end shines and shines. At the same time. "Kill." The stupid command has fallen. Thack! The Dark Elf, who disguised himself as a knight, ran down the floor and ran toward Roan. Certainly it was a much more agile and energetic action than the men, Orc, and even the Black Corps soldiers. The tip of the sword also moved sharply. Spot! Dozens of swords cleverly sneaked into Roan as they laid space. "Heavy!" "Huh!" Some of the nobles lined up behind him swallowed the wind and turned their heads. It was aristocratic nobles who had never been to battlefield or battle. Manus, on the other hand, quickly pulled out his sword and stepped forward to help Roan. But I realized that I do not have to. "Foolish things." Roan spat out as if he had spoken lightly and pushed his right foot slightly forward. At the same time, his body rotated rapidly in a circle. Do not bother! A sparkling, dark red flame leaning over the spear cut the sword of the Dark Elves. Finally, the spear and the blade hit each other. This is a profit! The bizarre sound replied in lieu of the sound that should be heard. At the same time, the smoke of a trumpet rose in the Dark Elf's blade. "헙!" "This, this!" The Dark Elf, who rushed toward Roan in good spirits, frowned at the sight of a black sunshade disappearing like smoke. But I could not be embarrassed until after. Because Roan spun around the spear. The spear moved like a dancing dance. Every time, the sword and the red flame bloomed the death. "Blood, damage!" "Stay back!" The Dark Elf screamed and twisted quickly. But thanks to the momentum was running well, there was not enough space to avoid the body. Stop! Spot! Stick it! The spear pierced the heart and neck of the Dark Elves. This is a profit! They also disappeared as a jumper. It happened just in a flash. gulp. Roland, who was watching the situation, swallowed the dried spit without even knowing it. 'Was this so strong?' It was more than a rumor. I knew it was strong enough to be among the humans, but I thought it was human level. Dark Elf Warriors who are proud of their outstanding skills, I thought I would be able to deal with without difficulty. No, I thought Roan's neck would be enough for the most outspoken superiors who I thought to be safe and trustworthy. Roland later realized how stupid the idea was. 'Damn it.' The pupils moved quickly from side to side. Now the number of those who keep the throne around is about ten. Until just before, it was a lot of confidence, but now it is not. 'I die in this way.' I had to find another way. The heart rushed quickly in an urgent mind. Right then. 'right!' Roland's eyes shone and shone. At the end of his gaze Abdon sat at the end of the throne. 'I take that stupid king hostage.' An improvisational decision. It was even faster than I thought. Roland reached out his hand and tried to grab Abdon's neck. But Roan was also reading his thoughts. 'Where!' He quickly sprung the ground and extended Travias' Spear forward. Pat! Roan disappeared and appeared next to the throne. It was blink magic using Brent's ring. "Ugh! Damn it!" Roland looked at Roan in front of his nose and said badly. My head got complicated. 'Do you hold Abdon's neck like this? Or attack Roan? If not, back off? " There were too many options. Thanks to that, I got a hesitant motion. Roan, on the other hand, had only one choice. 'kill.' He poked Travias' Spear into Abdon's chest without any hesitation. "I was in my body, I was in my body." Roland screamed and twisted. It was his life that was more important than catching Sang. He stepped back to the ground with his toes. "Kill!" The commander was given to the remaining soldiers, and the elusive Dark Elf ran toward Roan. No, I tried to run. But they could not achieve what they meant. "Where dare you!" Manus rushed and sprinkled a sword. The kender danced with the space. It is not! Kang! The Dark Elf's sword was thrown out with a chant. Though he was a scarcely deficient player compared to Roan, Manus also had a great swordsmanship so he had saved the Pershion Kingdom from the edge of the brink. His brilliant swordsmanship drove the Dark Elves out of the room. Roan was able to deal with Roland without worrying about it. It was Roland who eventually pushed it. 'Damn it. I did not want to use this much ....... ' My left hand went into my arms. A small bead was touched at the tip of his finger. 'You can get out of this place by using a magic ball.' It was a magic ball that Lunak gave himself. There was a teleport spell that could only be used once but was safe to avoid. the problem is. 'By using this, life is halved!' In order to use the magic of Dragon as the Elf's body, it was the price that must be paid. 'Damn it. It would be better to die here though. " Roland could not worry anymore. Because Roan was right in front of you. He quickly threw a magic ball with his fingertip. Moment. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! A white light bulb swelled rolling around Roland. "Ckck! Roan! I will repay the humiliation today! " A strange laugh sounded through my ears. "Te, teleport magic ?!" One of the nobles recognized the light column and screamed. "Stay well!" I heard Roland's voice again. At the same time, the light column, which was shining white, gradually became clouded. then. "Without my permission ......." Roan pulled the ground and fired toward the light column. "I can not go anywhere." At the same time, his right hand pushed into the cloudy column. Moment. Puk! The light column collapsed with a blunt sound. Literally white light fell into the floor. A bizarre sight. But even more astonishing sight came out at Roan's fingertips. "Ugh! Ugh! " Roland was the one who spit out the painful voice. He was beating Roan with his thumb. "Uh, how were you doing teleport ......." Roland shook his head with an impatient look. Roan gave his hands a strong smile and a faint smile. "The world is hard to understand ......." My fingers dug Roland's neckline. "There are a lot of surprises. This is one of them. " "Ugh!" Roland struggled even harder. But it was not possible to get out of Roan's grip. Both eyes looked red. He was looking for a living at this moment. 'Let's take time, once.' Roland looked at Roan's eyes straight. "Roan Lancephil. You know how rotten this world is. If you leave it as it is ....... " When the horse came about. In Roan's grip, the dark red flames skyrocketed. The flames swallowed Roland's face and body in an instant. I did not even have a chance to pull the time off. "Aaaah!" Roland shook his head in groaning pain. Roan whispered, looking at him with a glance. "Even if it is not you, the bullshit has already been heard enough." At the same time, the flames became more and more intense. This is a profit! Roland's appearance of smoldering and struggling vanished. The perfect disappearance, which is not even gray powder. It was indeed a perfect force. Everyone in Daejeon looked at Roan with surprised eyes. The same is true of Manus, who was dealing with Dark Elf. Manus sent awe of reverence toward Roan. "Really great ......." When the horse approached it, one of the Dark Elf, who had been hit and knocked down, ran toward Manus. A broken sword holding him in the barracks. The problem is that Manus did not respond properly to Roan. "Ah!" "That!" The nobles in Daejeon have uneasy resentment. Because Dark Elf approached the back of Manus, Roan could not use his hand. A situation in which you are forced to attack a surprise attack. Right then. Fear it! The Dark Elf ran in the back with a heavy sound. Quaaaanang! The guy was stuck on the wall of the battle with the roar. "Five......." "Ah......." Several nobles burst out. Everyone's eyes were on the back of Manus. That's also true of Roan. He smiled faintly and looked at the person who had blown the Dark Elf. "I thought there might be something too." A soft voice. Manus, who was looking at Roan, turned his head with a strange look. "Ah......." The moment the lips and the elasticity flowed out. A person standing guarding his back. He was Abdon von Pershion, his father. "Uh, how ......?" I was surprised to see that I could not speak. Abdon, who had been in a hanging posture all over, stretched and straightened his posture. He looked at Roan, knocking Manus' shoulder. "The world is hard to understand ......." The heavy voice of a bass sounded a big fight. "There are a lot of surprises. This is one of them. " It was just like what Roan had just said. A heavy silence fell in the war.