I am the Monarch

The crowd that showed up across the middle of the Grain Mountains was the Elf warriors including Aily Lancephil.

Roan Lancephil ran for a month and caught Aily’s hand.

“What happened?”

He asked in an unexpected meeting an excited voice.

Aily smiled faintly and stroked Roan’s ball.

“I missed you.”

The first thing I wanted to do if I met again.

“Ah…….”

Roan later realized his mistake.

“I missed you too.”

He hugged Aily.

It was a little late, but deeply focused on her.

Aily enjoyed the warm happiness in Roan’s arms.

The Western Regional Corps soldiers and Elf looked at it with a gentle expression.

The most beautiful and strongest couple in the world was in front of me.

After a while, a long hug was over.

Aily stepped back and looked at Gorg, a gruesome man.

“Who is it?”

At that point, Roan replied briefly.

“The Black Corps’s mighty General Gorg.”

That’s all I knew.

Aily frowned.

“Black Corps …….”

She rubbed red lips and walked toward Gorg’s body.

It was a terrible and horrible figure from her lower body, but she did not mind at all.

“Uh.”

Aily ‘s mouth, which looked at the body, had a low penetration.

Roan approached and asked carefully with a small voice.

“What is it?”

Aily shook her head with a little serious look.

“This person, no, this being is not human.”

“Are not you a human?”

Roan frowned.

I asked him, but I expected it to some extent.

‘It was too big for a human being.’

Aily looked gently at the wound of Gorg and replied with a gentle voice.

“To be precise, I’m not a purebred man, it’s a mixed race, I guess I’ll have to look a little more precisely, but it’s like a mixture of humans and ogres.”

“Humans and ogres …….”

Roan spat out a long breath.

The mixture of human and monster.

I’ve heard such rumors from a long time ago.

‘But most of the mixed species were mixed with humans and Orc …….’

I have never seen or heard of the mixed species of humans and ogres.

‘The stamina is the ogre’s blood.’

Roan laughed.

Later, I realized what Gorg meant by the word human.

He might have felt proud of himself being a mixed race.

‘If it was not, I was hurt or …….’

When many thoughts continued, Aily rose from his seat and sighed briefly.

“But that’s not all it’s about, it’s mixed with other aura.” It’s too blurry and complicated to figure out, but there’s one thing that’s obvious. ”

Roan waited for the next horse.

The eyes were full of trust.

Aily laughed and laughed.

“The body of this mixed species has a Dark Elf energy.”

“Dark Elf …….”

This was also unexpected.

Roan stared at Aily.

“I met Dark Elf the other day.”

He also knew the relationship between Elf and Dark Elf.

Aily returned with a little surprised expression.

“Have you ever met Blackburn Fief?”

“That’s right.”

Roan nodded.

Aily took a long breath again.

“It was the same, actually …….”

She explained why she and Elf warriors appeared here in Inpek Fief.

“You were following the traces of the Dark Elves in Blackburn Fief?”

“That’s right, but I felt a great deal of energy with the roar, so I came to this place, but …….”

Aily’s gaze continued to Gorg’s body.

“I did not know you would find the Dark Elf’s energy this way.”

It was a bitter voice somewhere.

Roan, who was by then, laughed.

“I think I found one of the other aura.”

This time he examined Gorg’s body in detail.

The fingertips moved along the wound.

Roan turned his head and looked at Aily.

“Among the many hazy aura, there is the spirit of the shaman.”

“powwow……?”

Aily frowned.

“But are not they already beaten?”

Carefully asked.

“that…….”

Roan released a short sigh and the story of the altar, sorcerer, and Dark Elf found in the mountains.

“Ah ……. how is such a terrible thing …….”

Aily burst into a low sigh with a firm hard look.

“Why on earth was the altar an altar for what?”

Sadly, there was nothing else to come up with.

It was hard to believe that even the Dark Elf and the Shamans held hands in the first place.

‘The Dark Elf also had a great deal of antagonism to the shamans …’

Aily nodded at the old information.

Then I heard Roan’s voice.

“Amaranth Alchemy Bureau and Technical Bureau, I intend to look at the body of Gorg in the magic.”

At that point, Aily nodded at the complicated idea.

“I think it’s a good idea, and I’ll send a couple of our people.”

You might even discover other information about the Dark Elf.

Roan smiled faintly and nodded.

“Then we’ll go to the Western Regional Corps headquarters once?”

“Maybe that would be good.”

The Dark Elves of Blackburn Fief would have already disappeared with no trace.

I did not have to take a long stride.

Rather, it was important now to share information with each other, head to head with Roan.

Maybe they could find something they were missing.

Roan spat out a long breath.

“Once we get back to the Western Regional Corps headquarters, we have to look closely at the memories of our last life.”

Shaman, Dark Elf, Altar of Mystery, Black Corps …….

It was something I had never experienced in my last life.

‘It is not the future I knew.’

It was time for me to see where it was, or whether I was missing something.

Roan turned his head and looked at the Western Regional Corps soldiers.

He deliberately laughed and shook his right hand.

“Return to Western Regional Corps headquarters!”

Scary to end.

“Wow ah ah ah!”

The shout broke out.

Suddenly the mountain wind came.

It was a somewhat sticky, cool wind.

* * *

“The front is completely blocked!”

Romells Horton shouted in a loud voice, pulling the tongue out.

“Bypass to the left! Turn the horsehead to the south!”

Manus Pershion, who followed him, ordered the terrain and ordered it.

The vanguard horsemen turned their wings in unison.

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo!

The horseshoe sounded loudly.

But their streak has not lasted long.

“Sat, the logs! The road between the cliffs is blocked with logs!”

One of the vanguard soldiers shouted urgently.

“Damn it!”

Romells spoke out without knowing himself.

I did not even remember how many times this was already.

After entering Meleland Fief in Istel Kingdom, I could hardly march.

“Leading shift! I will go forward!”

Manus kicked the horseshoe and headed with the guard.

“Prince! It’s dangerous, you can not tell where the poisonous lady is watching!”

Romells approached Manus with an impatient look.

Manus smiled faintly and shook his head.

“If you were thinking of killing, you would have already attacked it,” he said.

He looked around and tongued his tongue.

“Did you say Alea Britch? She is such a great woman.”

At that end Romells and surrounding nobles laughed.

A great woman.

It was a word I could not refute.

Alea Britch.

She was the youngest daughter of Britch Viscount and was the head of the Istel Kingdom, just 30 years old.

Despite his outstanding abilities, he was in charge of the defenders of the Melandrie Fief, the North Fief of Istel Kingdom, after finishing several accomplishments in the army without being able to go to his family because he was a daughter.

One of the hidden talents that has not been widely known outside.

Indeed Manus also thought that the only person to be careful in Istel Kingdom was Battlefield’s Fox Peid Nail.

‘Maybe he does not even know Roan Lancephil.’

Manus assured himself.

Unfortunately, his thoughts were completely wrong.

Roan had already mentioned three talent to be careful in Istel Kingdom through his memory of his last life.

Battlefield’s Fox Peid Nail.

Melland’s Tarantula Alea Britch.

Black Shark Jeff.

Among the three, Peid was the first to stand out, and then Alea began to gain fame.

At least until now Roan’s predictions, no memories were flowing.

“You’re here.”

Manus, who ran ahead, slowed down little by little.

The only thing I saw running along the open road was a huge army.

A large flag with the Istel Kingdom flag boasted the majesty.

Finally, Alea Britch came out.

“Do not you say that, sake?”

Romells made a surprised look at the food being prepared before the army.

“I think you were hungry. It looked first.”

Manus laughed and looked over the table.

A woman sitting alone sitting in front of food.

Alea Britch was the woman with big eyes, a sharp jaw, and red lips.

She was dressed in casual clothes that did not match with the battlefield, with her arms folded and twisted one leg slightly.

I was able to get a sense of confidence that I could not hide from my big eyes.

Alea shook his right hand toward Manus.

“Prince Manus!”

A pleasing voice.

“It’s food! Come and sit down!”

It was a friendly look and attitude, just like a meal invitation.

“Well, absolutely not, you may have poisoned your food.”

Romells hastily shook his hand.

Many nobles nodded with the same look.

Manus, on the other hand, could afford it.

“You do not have to use such a complicated way to kill me.”

That was true.

The number of troops stationed behind Alea, the Melandri defensive army, was several times greater than the number of troops following Manus.

“That, that …….”

The Romells and other nobles could not speak anymore.

Because it was also true.

Manus took off his helmet and armor and walked in a simple outfit.

He was sitting on the other side of Alea with a very casual look.

“Nice to meet you, Manus Pershion.”

Greetings that are respectful but not excessive.

Alea smiled brightly and extended his right hand.

“Istel Kingdom Meleland Defenders Captain Alea Britch.”

It was a very unhurried attitude.

Manus smiled and grasped Alea’s hand.

A light handshake followed.

No, I knew it.

By the way.

‘Uh?’

Manus looked at Alea with a little surprised expression.

Because her long, fine fingers tightened her hand.

‘Do you want to fight a grip?’

It was unexpected.

Even Alea had a bright smile as before.

Wood gain.

My fingers dig into my hand.

It was really a great power.

By this time, Manus could not stand still either.

‘Where do you want to go?’

He deliberately laughed and gave power to his right hand.

Wood gain.

An eerie sound was heard.

Confrontation of tight power.

Of course, the two still had a relaxed look and smile.

Drop it!

An elongated table trembled sharply in the confrontation between the two men.

It is a situation where all the food may be poured out.

No, before that, one of the two could have been seriously injured.

Nevertheless, Alea had no desire to withdraw.

‘It matches exactly what the Romells did. This woman is a solitary mummy. ‘

Manus laughed and suddenly released the power of his right hand.

I admit defeat on my own.

He did not want to hurt her.

Alea smiled a strange smile.

“It’s fun.”

She hurriedly pulled her hand off her hand.

At the same time, I lifted my left hand.

At the moment, the man wearing the customs in the back army came up with a flask.

I could not gauge my face because I could unravel my head.

The man filled up the glass of Alea and Manus.

Alea listened softly with a glass of wine.

“Did you make it?”

Manus also shook his head at the cup.

“Well, is that important?”

At that point, Alea again asked the question.

“Are you stolen?

The subject was omitted, but it was clear what to say.

Pershion Kingdom.

Manus shrugged his shoulders.

“I would like to ask you, do you think I was taken away?”

Alea smiled and shook her head.

“I do not know.”

She vacated the liquor at once.

Manus also followed suit and empty the cup.

I did not worry about poison.

‘He is not a man.’

Manus believed in his own eyes.

Cough.

The man who was holding the bottle filled the cup again.

The cups of Manus and Alea were full.

And.

Cough.

The man filled the empty cup next to him.

Strange behavior.

‘Uh?’

Manus looked at the man with a frown.

At that time, the man put a bottle down and made a faint smile.

“It does not matter whether it is taken or conceded anyway.”

A soft voice fell on the table.

Alea looked at the man with an expression of interest.

The man arranged the hair that was stretched out randomly.

“If it is taken away, it will be taken back, and if it yields, it will be returned.”

The obscured face slowly appeared.

“It is not the Pershion Kingdom that matters now.”

A word I can not understand.

A little bit of power came out in a cool voice.

Then Manus looked a little surprised.

“You……?”

The face of the man was very familiar.

The man slowly bowed his head towards Manus.

“long time no see.”

Man and Manus.

They were already there.

The man again lifted his head and looked at Manus’ eyes.

“It’s Peid Nail.”

In the company, his identity was Peid Nail, a noble of Istel Kingdom and a name for Battlefield’s Fox.