I am the Monarch Chapter 306

Chapter 306: A Bloody Battle (10)

Kuung!

Rocks splattered into bits and pieces.

Kuguguguguk.

However, alongside the sounds made by the cracking stones, another piece of a newer rock both larger and tougher appeared. In addition, strange-looking monsters appeared from above and swung their smooth, sharp swords. They quickly carried their long, slender legs to soar into the air.

“Disgusting bastards.”

A nonchalant voice sounded from within the darkness and at the same time,

Hwarurururuk!

Red flames filled up the space and devoured the monsters.

“Kek!”

Some of the monsters couldn't even make any screams as they all turned into ash. The flames that burned them to ashes floated around and shoved the darkness away and shed light to the place.

The place revealed in flames was very small and was completely sealed up in all ends. In the middle of that room that had rocks protruding out from the walls stood one youth with impressive red hair, Kalian.

He shook his head with a bitter smile.

“Lunark this sly bastard.”

Kalian gently waved his right hand.

Kwaaaaaang!

The rocks before him exploded followed by a deafening roar but,

Kuguguguk.

There was another sound of rocks being ground into pieces before a new rock appeared once again.

“Kiek!”

The monsters that naturally appeared together ran in at Kalian but of course, they couldn't even let out any scream and vanished after being turned into a handful of ash. Kalian let out a short sigh.

“To think that he had interfered with the teleportation magic.”

He was too careless and negligent. He didn't think that a hot-blooded, self-centred bastard like Lunark would ever use these kinds of sly tricks.

'He is more annoying than I thought but more importantly…'

In any case, this kind of trap wouldn't be enough to kill or seal him for an eternity. After breaking it over and over again, both this magic and the sealed room would collapse eventually, but there was something he was worried about.

'Roan.'

A reason for Lunark to interfere with the teleportation magic and seal him in a place like this – it must be because he wanted to do something underhanded to Roan. Thinking that Kalian once again reached out with his right hand.

“I must hurry as much as possible.”

Rocks splattered once again after his short sentence and a sense of urgency which he hadn't felt for a long time flashed past his eyes.

“W, what?!”
“W, what is that…”

The troop with no fear for death under Romils and the Special Corps soldiers frowned when they saw the pillars of light appearing and vanishing, and their eyes were filled with tension.

It was then.

“Uhahahahaha!”

A deafening laughter shook the battlefield. Roan Lancephil stared at the places where the pillars of light had been at and frowned.

“Mhmm.”

A small sigh escaped his lips.

'Those guys are…'

Unidentifiable creatures filled his gaze and although it certainly was his first time seeing them, he could somewhat guess what their identities were. In fact, he was certain of it.

'The generals of the Dark Regiments.'

The ones that appeared alongside the dozens of pillars of light appeared strange like Gorg, the General of Great Strength and Episs. Besides, they were wearing the same armours, helmets, clothes and weapons like the soldiers but they glistered brighter in black.

“W, what are these guys!”
“Kill!”

A few knights under Baron Vonte ran up towards one of the creatures that suddenly appeared.

'They are dangerous!'
'We'll be devoured if we don't do anything!'

It was an instinctive reaction.

“No!”

Roan quickly gave out a scream but it was already too late.

“Hmph! These human insects!”

A man whose head was as large as his body scoffed and shook his head. Then, his large head moved towards the approaching sword.

“Idiot!”
“Pushing the head out in front of a sword!”

The knights clenched their teeth and sliced down with their swords and their swords collided heavily with the large head.

Kakakakakakang!

Sounds of steel reached their ears, and the unexpected situation dumbfounded them.

“Uh?!”

The knights widened their eyes in surprise. During that time, the massive head broke the swords as is and smacked them.

Slam!

A gruesome sound filled the area as the heads and bodies of the knights exploded.

“Uhuk!”
“Hup!”

The knights and soldiers nearby gulped in fear.

It was something they had never seen before. It was surprising enough that there was a human with a head bigger than their body but the fact that that head was powerful enough to break swords and explode the bodies of two knights who had been trained in mana was truly unbelievable.

“Kuhahahaha!”

The man with a large head once again let out a loud laugh before screaming towards the soldiers and knights of Baron Vonte's soldiers.

“I am the one and only General of Rampage of the Dark Regiments, Heild!”

He then kicked off the ground and charged in towards the Baron Vonte's army.

“Uh, uh?”
“B, block it!”
“N, no! Dodge!”

The knights and soldiers quickly raised their weapons up in surprise or threw their bodies to the sides. However, due to the fear, their hands and feet had been frozen and their movements appeared unnatural as their faces turned pale.

Instinctively, they knew that they had no chance of winning.

Suddenly, a reddish-black spark of flame sparkled before them.

Baaaaaam!

Along with a heavy sound, Heild who had been running in fiercely was slammed straight into the ground.

Kugung.

His large head dug into the ground.

“Kuhuk!”

While screaming, he waggled his hands and feet which were a lot thinner compared to his head.

“Ah…”

The soldiers and knights that had been saved from death looked forward and let out a small murmur. There was a man standing calmly with one leg on top of Heild's head – Roan Lancephil who had been standing further away until a few seconds ago.

Roan pushed Heild's head fiercely into the ground and shouted towards everyone.

“All of you, back off!”

If the ones that had appeared along with the pillars of light were all generals of the Dark Regiments, then there was no way for the normal knights and soldiers to match them. Besides, even Manus Persion and Aerea Britz might not be victorious because they too had suffered greatly when dealing with Episs.

'The generals of the Dark Regiments are at least a league above Episs.'

When Roan gave out an order with a serious expression, the army under Baron Vonte fell back alongside the soldiers under Romils, and the Special Corps, as well as the reserve forces under Peid Neil.

They moved back without a single hesitation, and reflected their trust and reliance on Roan.

“Kukuku. Quite smart.”
“Is he that Roan who killed Gorg?”
“In any case, Heild is still stupid and worthless.”
“You're right. 'General of Rampage'? More like a General of Large head.”

The ones that appeared from within the pillars of light walked up until they were standing in front of the Dark Regiment and let out rounds of strange laughter.

“Kuuk. General of Large head?!”

Heild who had been flattened under Roan's foot had a vicious glare and screamed.

“Kukuku. Stupid bastard. You're the disgrace of our father. A disgrace.”
“Just die like that.”

Sarcastic comments fell without an end.

“These damn bastards…”

Heild tried to stand up from the place while clenching his teeth and quivered from enormous rage, but he couldn't raise himself an inch.

Crack.

Roan twisted his ankle and applied more force upon Heild's head.

“Are you all generals of the Dark Regiments?”

His voice was low but was filled with power. In response, the ones that were aligned in front of the Dark Regiment all scoffed and raised their chins up.

“You are right. We are the great generals of the Dark Regiments!”

Their voices and expressions were full of arrogance. Hearing their words, Roan's eyes fluttered slightly.

'Thirty-three generals at least huh…'

It was a breathtaking number.

“Your Majesty Lancephil. What in the world are they?”

Aerea approached from the side with a frown. Likewise, Manus, Peid and other nobles and generals all had curiosity and puzzlement in their faces.

“They appear to be similar to Episs.”

Hearing Manus say that, Roan gave a nod. In that instant, Heild who was having his head trampled raised his voice.

“How dare you compare us with that Episs or something! That mere failure…”

When his words reached that point, Roan once again twisted his ankle.

“Kuuk!”

Heild was no longer able to continue his words and made a frown. His head that was tough enough to break swords was now under the risk of being broken.

“They are not easy foes. First off, you should lead the soldiers and retrea…”

However, Manus walked up and shook his head before Roan could finish his words.

“We can't leave behind Your Majesty and just leave.”
“Yes. We want to give as much help as possible, no matter how insignificant that may be.”

Even Aerea stood on Manus' side but Peid was fast in reading the situation.

“I will retreat with the normal knights and soldiers. That should be more helpful for Your Majesty.”

Rather than keeping soldiers who wouldn't be able to do anything around, Roan might have to go through more trouble while trying to keep them safe. Roan nodded with a faint smile but then,

“Let us stay behind as well.”

A powerful voice dug into their eardrums. Manus, Romils Hotten and the soldiers under him turned their heads and looked for the owner of the voice.

“Y, y, you…”

Romils couldn't continue his words due to the lump in his throat. The owner of the voice, who was none other than Baron Vance Vonte himself, quietly stared at Romils and made a faint smile.

“It has been a while, Romils.”

Hearing the amiable greeting, Romils carried his feet with clenched teeth.

“Romils.”

When Manus was about to stop him with a reach of his arm,

Paak!

Romils embraced Vance so fiercely that it created a slamming sound.

“Sir Baron Vonte. You have done well returning.”

The two originally had a deep friendship. Seeing the warm reunion of the two men, Manus quietly walked closer and patted the backs of Vance and Romils in silence. There was no need for more words.

Manus then turned his head to look at Roan.

“We should let the normal knights and soldiers fall back, and let the knights above the level of deputy generals to fight with Your Majesty.”

Aerea showed her agreement.

“Yes. At least they are knights that have been trained in the laws of mana, so it should be better with them present than not.”

She waved her sword lightly and made a bright smile. Roan stared directly into the eyes of several knights including Manus and Aerea, and discovered that there was no fear or hesitation within them.

They were all resolved for death.

'It can't be helped.'

Roan let out a short sigh because he realised that it wasn't something that could be stopped with his persuasions. Finally, he slowly gave a nod and gave permission.

The knights quickly got into a formation while Peid showed the most respect he could to a foreign king, by giving a short salute. He then quickly led the soldiers and retreated. Fortunately, the generals of the Dark Regiments gazed on with intrigued expressions but did not move at all.
Grabbing onto the Travias Spear, Roan stared at the generals of the Dark Regiments.

“If by any chance, we get to survive through this battle…”

His voice was soft but powerful. The listeners gulped and focused on his next words.

“Let's go for a drink together.”

Hearing that, they all made bright smiles.

“That sounds good.”
“It will be on you, Your Majesty.”

Knights, as well as Manus and Aerea showed their agreements with bright smiles. It was then,

“Crazy. Do you guys think you can come out alive? Kukuku.”

Heild made a sarcastic comment with a scoff. Roan, in response, twisted his ankle deeper in and pulled out his mana.

Hwarururuk.

Reddish-black flames reached up along the spear and at the same time, his hair grew long until it reached the waist and was painted in the same colour as the flames. Likewise, his eyebrows and pupils were the same, but in addition to that, reddish-black light faintly covered his entire body.

He had finally unsealed all his powers.

“Although we don't know if we will survive or not…”

Roan's voice was filled with more power as power reached into his foot as well.

Kuguguguk.

A vicious noise resonated.

“Kuaaaaak!”

Heild struggled as much as he could and raised a scream.

“What I do know…”

A cold light entered Roan's two eyes.

“Is that you will die right now.”

In that instant,

Crack!

Roan's foot crushed Heild's head as his thrashing limbs fell down powerlessly. With his foot still there, Roan glared at the generals of the Dark Regiments with a violent gaze that could make normal people wet themselves, but.

“Kukukuk. General of Large Head bastard. How satisfying.”
“He tried to stand out so much. I knew that would happen.”
“That guy's closer to a failure as well after all.”

The generals of the Dark Regiments let out strange smiles with satisfied expressions.

“Now, then who's going to show that guy what's up?”
“We can't all run in shamelessly right?”
“It should be just one of us.”
“I'll do it. I had some friendship with Gorg as well.”
“No, let me do it. That bastard has the same hair colour as me and it annoys me.”
“What are you guys talking about? It was me who was assigned to the East side of the continent after Gorg.”

They continued a rowdy conversation and were discussing in loud voices who should take on Roan.

“Those monstrous bastards…”
“How dare they disrespect His Majesty!”

Romils and other knights let out their anger but Roan, on the other hand, had an extremely nonchalant, calm expression. Staring directly at the generals of the Dark Regiments, he made a faint smile.

“There's no need for you to fight like that.”

His voice was carried by the wind and resonated across the battlefield. The stubborn generals who were all talking about the reasons why they should be facing Roan all turned quiet and stared back at Roan. Roan replied while bending his knees slightly and raising his heels.

“I'll take care of all of you!”

He let out a thunderous roar.

Taat!

At the same time, Roan kicked off the ground and ran in towards them at a speed resembling a stray of light. Reddish-black flames bisected the dimension as it flew towards the generals of the Dark Regiments.

“Hmph! Stupid!”
“He's trying to take care of us with an attack like this?”
“I can block this with my eyes closed!”

They waved their hands with large scoffs and especially Iten, the General of Lightning who was the closest to Roan let out a loud roar of laughter.

“Kuhahaha! Bastard! I can let flames of this level fly away with my lightni…”

However, his words were forced to a stop. It was because a hand that appeared from within the reddish-black flames greatly grasped on Iten's neck.

“Kuhuk.”

A pain that blocked him from breathing assaulted him and soon, the flames dissipated as the owner of the hand showed himself.

“You don't fight with your mouth.”

The owner of the cold voice was Roan. He ran faster than the flames he shot out and grabbed on Eaten's neck and put more strength into his grip.

Grit.

His fingers dug into Iten's neck.

“Krk.”

Iten who had once let out a strange laugh had lost his life without even being able to pull off a decent retaliation. Roan grabbed on his neck and stared at the other generals. He did not bother opening his mouth and with his right hand grabbing onto the Travias Spear with Iten in his left hand, Roan stared silently at them.

Gulp.

The ones that had previously been arrogant gulped.

'W, we will die if we let our guards down.'

They then quickly recovered their hearts.

'Before the guy moves…'
'We will move first.'

Looking at each other, the generals gave small nods. They bent their knees slightly and stared at Roan but again, Roan was slightly faster than them.

Taat!

He was once again covered in reddish-black flames as he assaulted the generals of the Dark Regiments.

Kwaaaaaang!

Flames soared up into the skies and grounds were turned.

“Kill!”
“Follow His Majesty!”

The knights including Manus and Aerea followed behind Roan.

“T, these idiots!”
“We will show you the power of the Dark Regiment!”
“Mere humans!”

The generals of the Dark Regiments spewed profanities while staring at Roan, Manus, Aerea and others who were charging in fearlessly. They then started their counterattack.

Kwaang! Kwaaaaang!

Deafening roars left endlessly. Flames reached the skies and walls of ice were made as knights had their limbs and necks cut off.

It was a bloody war – a bloodbath.

Roan waved his spear without even a room for breath and every time he swung it, generals of the Dark Regiments would get pushed away left and right. However, their numbers were just too many and when three to five of them attacked together, it was difficult for even Roan to fight back. It was the hardest fight ever since he had absorbed Travias and Flamdor.

“Kuk!”

Roan clenched his teeth. One of the generals, the General of No Shadows, Link's secret weapon touched his neck as a relatively deep wound was made. Red blood flowed down his neck.

'It has been a while.'

With a bitter smile, Roan thought that it had really been a while since he had received a deep wound like this.

“Hu.”

He let out a deep sigh. After stopping the bleeding with mana, he once again raised the Travias Spear and thanks to Kalian's tears, he could see what was happening around at once.

'The casualties of the knights are immense.'

At least Manus, Aerea, Romils and Vance were holding on quite fiercely but even they were in messy states.

'I need to bring out more power.'

Roan clenched his teeth. He kicked off the ground once again and ran in towards the generals of the Dark Regiments.

“Kukukuk. This guy; he still hasn't understood the situation!”
“Unless we let our guards down, you will never be able to defeat us!”
“Die!”

They sounded sarcastic but they weren't wrong. Although it was true that Roan was stronger than them individually, they were more than thirty in numbers and it definitely was a tough number for Roan to fight against alone.

Sphat! Pabat! Paak!

As time passed, Roan was forced back by the sheer difference in numbers.

“Huu. Huu. Huu.”

Deep breaths left his lips. While Roan was fighting alone, the generals could take some time off in turns.

In that instant,

Shrieeeeek!

Once again, Link's secret weapons came flying in towards Roan but this time, there were more than dozens of blades.

“Kuk!”

Roan swung the Travias Spear with his teeth clenched.

Paaaaaaat!

Reddish-black flames followed the spin of the spear and formed a barrier of fire.

Pababak! Pababababak!

Dozens of blades could not pierce through the barrier of flames and either bounced off or fell on the ground. However, Roan was also nearing the ends of his stamina and his barrier was thinner and less perfect than before.

Kaak! Kaaaaak!

Seven blades stabbed through the barrier of flames and flew in towards Roan.

“Damn!”

Roan quickly turned his body around but the blades were a lot faster than he thought.

Sphat! Slash! Stab!

Two blades sliced past his neck and arm while four other blades slashed his sides, thigh and ankle before continuing their flights. However, there was one problematic one. The final blade that had pierced through the barrier slightly changed its direction and stabbed deeply into Roan's left stomach. His armours were of no use.

“Kuuk.”

Roan kicked off the ground with clenched teeth.

Paat!

He immediately created some distance from the generals of the Dark Regiments.

“Kukukukuk! Bullseye!”

Link stared at the blade stabbed into Roan's stomach and licked his lips.

“Y, Your Majesty!”
“Are you alright?”

Manus and Aerea who were having fierce battles of their own shouted with worried expressions but their situations weren't looking favourable either as their helmets and armours were long gone. With a wave of his arm, Roan signalled that he was okay and grabbed onto the blade that was etched deep into his stomach.

“Kuk.”

Severe pain overwhelmed his body and he realised that it wasn't a normal secret weapon.

'Poison? No, that's not it but…'

The pain he felt seemed to make him faint from just touching it and it was his first time feeling anything like this. Roan breathed in deeply.

“Hup!”

He immediately grabbed tightly onto the blade and pulled it out with force.

Jijijik.

His skin that got stuck on the blade was pulled together and he had a severe internal injury as well.

'But fortunately, the mana hall is still safe.'

A bitter smile appeared on his lips. His left arm covered the wound but red blood came pouring out from between his fingers.

'Damn. With this body, I won't be able to fight properly.'

Roan looked at Link with clenched teeth. Link was still licking his lips and seemed to be making fun of Roan and four generals were already standing next to him before Roan had realised.

“Huu.”

Roan collected his breath as blood pouring down his stomach wet his two legs.

'However, I can't give up.'

Forcing himself to stand up straight, Roan pulled up his mana. He tried to stop the bleeding on his stomach with mana but the wound was too deep and it didn't work out well enough but that didn't mean that he could use his left hand indefinitely to press on the wound.

“Ohoh. You're planning to fight with that body?”

Link widened his eyes and spoke sarcastically. Roan replied with a faint smile and held tightly onto his spear.

“Of course.”

His voice was calm but it was a front he was forcing out.

Roan bent his knees slightly, in a posture that allowed him to jump out any time he wanted. It was then.

[Are you really planning to fight with that body?]

A familiar voice was heard inside his head but Roan replied subconsciously without much thought.

“I told you that I am.”
[You're still reckless.]

The same voice sounded inside his head again.

“Hmm?”

Only then did Roan realise that something was strange.

'What is this?'

His eyes trembled slightly as the voice appeared yet again inside his head.

[Been a while.]

It was a voice that he had been waiting for for so long.

Translator: Lunargrasp
Proofreader: Deathwing

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