Albrecht's Chronicles

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There was no main character, but the Albrecht welcome party was noisy outside whether or not Zigmunt was right. I heard people chattering and drinking, and even the hot sounds of men and women.

Albrecht takes off his armor with the help of Randolph in his tent.

“I didn't see it myself, but how does it feel to see a king for the first time? ”

“That was close.”

“Haha, me too. ”

Albrecht, taking off his armor, sat on the bed and said,

“How are the soldiers? Where is he now?”

“I've just been told I'm going to be placed in right-wing, but I'm not sure. They're training tomorrow.”

“Yes......”

Albrecht was a little depressed by complex thoughts and grim minds. Looking down at the ground, his big shoulders slammed and he sighed.

Randolph sits in a chair nearby.

“Hey, Master. ”

“Why?”

“How bad is it for someone named Zigmunt? ”

“Haha, why? Do you like it? ”

“No, I just think I'm better than the king. ”

Albrecht smiled and said.

“Much better than a king. ”

It was just how far he wanted it to go. He may be a distant relative, but he doesn't have very much lineage, so he could have killed the young king and become king himself.

I would have followed him for battle, but I didn't want to cooperate in driving out or killing the king.

He could have just played regime and wielded power. Then the king's mother became static. There were also relationships with an outsider, Adele Marna Otto. After a long time, the king becomes an adult. What will you do then?

Albrecht shakes his head, forcibly removing his memory. King Leopold is in front of us right now, and I didn't want to get headaches from internal issues. It wasn't even his style. Then, suddenly, King Leopold came to think that there could be internal problems.

Then someone came in front of the tent and called out to himself.

“Is Sir Albrecht inside? ”

It was Otto, the Earl of Rotaringen.

“Otto, come in. ”

Albrecht and Randolph stand up and hit Auto. Randolph gives a light funeral to the two of them and then leaves. In Otto's hand is a bottle of wine.

“Let's have a drink. ”

Albrecht and Otto sit between the tables and begin to build. They drank without saying anything. There was no relief.

‘Oh, I'll get some Anju. ’

Albrecht wanted to call Randolph to bring him a drink, but he couldn't say something like that.

When Albrecht gets a little drunk, Otto speaks out of nowhere.

“What do you think of the king? ”

Albrecht lowers his drink and looks at Otto.

“I was disappointed.”

“Hmm."

Otto nods once and takes a shot at the glass filled with wine. Albrecht understands the intent of the great Otto, but he wants you to do something for him.

“Lord Zigmunt? ”

Albrecht pours the wine he just rolled into his mouth and says,

“Perhaps your abilities will sail. Even though the martyrs have responded to the Lord's call despite the war in their country. ”

“Hmm."

This time, Otto only shouted once, but he didn't say much. Albrecht said, looking at Otto, who is trying to pretend that he has something big to worry about.

“It just doesn't matter where we go. I don't think he fought so purely for the young king. If you want more, I will not fight for him. ”

“…… I see. ”

Otto nods, just looking at the glass.

“I want to ask you a question this time. Is Otto fighting for his nephew or for the king? ”

The young king's mother was Otto's sister. Albrecht asked if fighting as an outsider or purely loyal.

Albrecht may not seem like a political man, but the situation has been escalating politically.

Otto was looking at the glass filled with wine for a long time, swirling around lightly.

“I don't know. I wish I knew that. ”

Otto was ignorant in this direction. I didn't even know I wasn't interested in political power games, and I thought it was a dirty game even though I was aware of it now.

He took the land from his vile father, who neglected it, and spent his life struggling to stabilize it, and subdued endless corpses with the former king.

The former king and his comrades who fought together became naturally obstinate and married their sisters. Until then, it was good......

The son of his brother, the son of his loyal king, and his nephew. All I could think about was going out and fighting when I raise an army.

But as King Leopold's army grew day by day, Lord Zigmund joined him, and spent months in his garrison, the corpses had already been blatantly loyal to him. Even though I was ignorant of politics, I felt something was wrong and I didn't know how to behave.

Albrecht said, watching Otto quietly.

“People like us, no matter how hard we try, it's useless. Let's defeat King Leopold and think about surviving. ”

I smiled slightly at Otto's silent mouth.

“Yes. Defeating King Leopold comes first. ”

Looking at Otto, Albrecht frowned a little.

“But you have to understand this. I joined the war for my own purposes. I don't know about this headache. If you're asking me to be on your side, I don't know right now. But like I said before, I don't want to be your enemy. ”

Otto takes a cool drink and smiles deeper.

“I'm already an ally, but I wonder if I'll ever be an enemy. ”

Somehow Albrecht smiled as he said.

“Goodbye for today. Great conversation.Let's have another drink next time. ”

Otto gets up and leaves the tent. Albrecht steps outside, escorting him back to his tent and lies in bed.

Honestly, he had three noses. Albrecht himself was not a man to worry about. Given the situation, I think I should ask Zigmunt for a promotion to the town, but I forced him to do something because I was tied up in the beginning.

‘Oh, fuck. ’

This made me wonder if I was not 15 years old or 30 years old. I used to be humble in the modern world, but the treatment of people was too different depending on whether I liked myself or not.

Then Randolph enters.

“Are you going to sleep? ”

“Yes."

“Then I'll check on the soldiers and go back to sleep. ”

“Yes."

Randolph looks away from Albrecht before he leaves. I spent about three months living with him, and I learned martial arts from him, but I've never seen anything as depressing as today.

“Hey, I'll be right next door if I oversleep tomorrow, so please wake me up. ”

“Hey…… ”

I tried to say yes, but when the seeds saw Randolph, they laughed playfully and left.

Albrecht snorts once. I thought I was stupid enough to worry about the kid.

I don't know why I acted like an idiot. Albrecht felt he was probably in charge of people. If it weren't for that, he might have squeezed out a king.

Albrecht tries his best to get some sleep.

The next day Albrecht really woke Randolph up. Albrecht tends to get up at dawn, but unlike modern Earth, he was able to get a good night's sleep early in the evening.

Randolph must have done the same, but Albrecht was restless enough to wake him up. Anyway, Randolph and I take his armor and go where the merchants are to match the length.

Yesterday, while drinking at the campsite, I couldn't even get into the tent properly, and I could see people sleeping on the ground. He thought he was going to crouch and passed them by.

The merchants were also getting ready for work early in the morning. Among them, the Forge had a lot of work to do, so I was at the crack of dawn. Those tents around here sounded like they sounded like they were ringtones.

“It will take a few days. It's a lot of orders. ”

The blacksmith doesn't seem to be bothered by the knights because he has lived in the Garrison for a long time. However, the blacksmith quickly turned his head to open his eyes and looked at Albrecht's face as he tried to hammer again.

“Ho, by any chance, Ki, the Knight King!? ”

Albrecht nods.

“Ba, I'll do it right away. ”

I thought it was definitely good reputation. However, fitting the chain armor to Randolph's body took a long time. I was told I have to pay for it in the morning, so I went to the soldiers with Randolph.

The encampment was divided into three main areas: command, nobles, knights, merchants, civilians, and soldiers.

The area where the soldiers were located was different from where the civilians were. It looks like the soldiers did so because they are almost like anti-gangsters, but there were no headlines or boundaries. However, the soldiers' tents were arranged in an orderly fashion.

Albrecht enters the area where the soldiers are and starts to rumble. In the beginning, nobles and knights didn't go where the soldiers were. Almost nothing, but the famous knight king entered their area and was confused and busy to watch.

The troops were quite a crowd, and they arrived at the tent where the Wittenheim soldiers were staying, just a short distance from Albrecht.

“I'll get the soldiers. ”

Randolph talks and goes inside the tent. A few moments later, you hear a sudden noise, and the Wittenheim soldiers rush out. But I saw bruises on his face.

Wittenheim's soldiers stand in front of Albrecht and Albrecht says.

“Can you tell me what happened? ”

“Yesterday there was a flagging ceremony. ”

Albrecht had nothing to say. Although he also served as a sergeant in Korea before the maturity of the sergeant, it was an era where many harsh beatings were eliminated.

It was hard to judge the beatings of the Wittenheim soldiers quickly. This era was a musketeer, and as a professional soldier, they were not usually trained.

That meant that everyone who had never seen it had to put their lives on their shoulders. Even though it was ignorant, it could be a way to quickly accept their colleagues through what they called a "flagging ceremony."

Stumbling through the modern memories of the earth, I realized that executives could have even worse consequences if they interfered with the soldiers. It seemed like a bad practice, but there were also functions behind it.

Nevertheless, I couldn't help but notice that Albrecht had a misguided mind.

“That's a lot of work. What was your name again? ”

The squadron leader of the Wittenheim soldiers said.

“This is Gunter.”

Albrecht asked for the names of the rest of Wittenheim's soldiers one by one.

At that moment, an older looking soldier hurriedly approached Albrecht.

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