Albrecht's Chronicles

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The next day, long before sunrise, Albrecht quickly left the encampment with Vittenheim soldiers and Valentina and her attendants.

It was because I wanted to get away from Lord Zigmund as soon as possible. Jeongnami falls apart rather than afraid of him.

I acknowledged my abilities and thought they were respectable, but I didn't want to look at them because of what happened yesterday. I didn't want to be in a self-led system like that for a while.

Rather than killing so many people, I thought it was cowardice at the banquet hall.

It was another feeling that he faced face to face in front of his eyes, even though he might be a great master in the history of the earth.

Excellent commander and experienced robber. That was the evaluation of Albrecht's Sigmund.

In the end, he will have the territory ruled by the Young King and King Leopold. It was completely dominated in the south-east of the middle. Won't he kill himself then? I was curious about that.

Valentina's group was leading a wagon, mostly containing precious items from other continents, such as tea, silk, and fragrant trees.

Presumably, rather than joining the war for business, they joined to form kites with powerful nobles at the scene of a change in power plates.

And I was originally in King Leopold's camp, but I wondered how he was doing so without a whip or a stolen item in the merciless raid.

There was no big reason why she wanted to be with you. Usually at the end of a war, the stragglers turn into bandits. He couldn't have made it home safely, so he wanted to be watched over and escorted.

You buy a lot of livestock, such as cattle, horses, and goats, which slows the group down. Four days later, you see a large boulder on the edge of Oberburn, which is where the hills lie.

Passing through the hills, a nice spring breeze approaches the group at the end of March. However, the village that came in from afar had the opposite atmosphere from the warm weather.

A few stragglers roam the village, looking at Albrecht's group for a moment and fleeing to the other side.

“Should I go after him?”

Randolph, who was riding alongside Albrecht, asked.

“Leave it alone. ”

Albrecht didn't want to bother him even though he was far from them.

As you walk into the village for a long time, you see some snowy, thin people with lifeless eyes.

Albrecht sets up a group and tells Randolph.

“This is Oberburn, right? ”

“Yes. It's over the Dung Rock, so this is Overburn from here. ”

‘What kind of name is that? ’

“Get some food out of the wagon and feed them. ”

Randolph smiles and answers.

“Yes.”

Randolph makes people bring out hard bread, cheese, and salted meat.

The villagers stare at the food, and their eyes start to liven up.

“I give it to you as the new lord of Oberyn. It's okay to eat. Bring in the hidden people and eat with them. ”

They switched between eating and Albrecht, not knowing if it was a dream or a dream.

While I was extremely hungry, a man ran somewhere to pick up his family.

People show up, and more than 20 people come and eat their food fearlessly. It was significantly less than the size of the town.

Albrecht said, looking at those who eat well.

“You'll only be bullied by bandits if you stay here. Follow me. Live near the castle for a while. ”

People looked up at Albrecht with a look that they really didn't know.

They seemed to be unaware of the situation, rather than being moved, because this had never happened before and would never have happened.

Albrecht did this not only because he wanted to be thankful, but also because he wanted to be encouraged. I just felt sorry for people.

Albrecht thinks, taking them back out on the road. The day this world recognizes humanity, how long will it take? Maybe he'll come.

The Valentina following you stares at Albrecht's back.

The group sets up camp as evening approaches. You light a campfire, hit the tent, and then take out the cauldron and add some Jerky to begin making Wheat Hide.

The soup could be made by milling the wheat mill or by grinding it gently for a long time, so the textured wheat had to be made.

But for the well-fed and well-fed nobles, it's textured dirty food, and the hungry villagers were already swallowing.

Away from the people, Albrecht and Randolph sit idly by the campfire.

“Master.”

When Randolph calls, Albrecht sees him, pointing his chin forward. Turning your head to look at you, Valentina stares at you.

If you want to see someone else beyond Albrecht himself, you look back, but you see no one. Turning back to Valentina, you still stare at yourself.

"What's wrong with him? ’

Albrecht thought we should have a snowfight. I dodged my best, but then I saw Valentina again shortly after, and she was still looking at herself.

“Should I tell you not to look? ”

Randolph told me what to say. If you tell me to do that, I think it's lame, and if I tell you not to do that, I think I'll keep watching.

Then Valentina gets up and walks toward you. He sits a little distance from Albrecht and opens his mouth.

“My lord, I have a question, but may I ask? ”

Albrecht nods with a look on her face.

“It's noble to help the poor, but food will soon run out. After you run out of food, what are you going to do? ”

Albrecht glances at her and says,

“I'm going to try to find a way to live with myself right now. Later on, lend me a cow or horse so I can plow my fields and grow crops. ”

“Why should the lord do that? ”

Albrecht smiled as he spoke like a man in this world. But every time I was asked questions like that, I was just being honest with myself, rather than seeking an understanding.

“First of all, they're miserable. And if you somehow keep people alive and make them eat themselves, won't taxes grow later? More troop resources. I don't know how many years it will take or 10 years, but it's a good thing. ”

Valentina stares at Albrecht silently for a while. Then I asked again.

“The villagers near the castle won't welcome them. ”

Albrecht felt that this woman was testing him, but he simply replied grudgingly.

“Perhaps we should set them apart or settle them in some ruined, abandoned village near the castle. If he doesn't, he can still make us live together. I'll put a knife in it if I have to. ”

Albrecht suddenly remembers Calteren. Calteren is said to be a frontier, but there were indigenous people who used to live there. My grandfather would have used a knife, too. At the same time, they would have tried to integrate.

It was not easy to live with indigenous people and outsiders. Albrecht just decided to deal with the situation.

If security starts to get caught, we can send them back to the original town, and there's not a single way.

Valentina stares back at Albrecht and says something strange.

“You're as strange as I've heard. ”

Albrecht thought he'd become famous for something other than fighting. I just answered Valentina's question bluntly.

“Who says I'm weird? ”

An unexpected word came out of Valentina's mouth.

“Diego Rhinez de Vivar. ”

Albrecht was surprised to see the look on Valentina's face when he heard the unthinkable words.

“Diego? You know Diego? By the way, De Vivar. I know he's not a nobleman. ”

Albrecht spits out excitedly.

Valentina smiles and says.

“He's my boyfriend. ”

Diego, you bastard!? ’

Albrecht suddenly became more cheerful. Even though I didn't hear the news, I felt that the woman in front of me was getting along well with him.

“He's the lord of Vivar. He's also an arms dealer. He wiped out the big bandits who were living in Vivar and killed himself. ”

Oh, my God, Diego, this guy! What have you been doing for months? ’

Albrecht was so curious about his friend. Valentina looks forward to saying more, but she bends her knees, wraps her arms around her, and looks up at the campfire.

Her gaze at the campfire seemed to think of Diego, but when she saw the warm smile on her mouth, she seemed to love him very much.

“I am the three daughters of the Contarini family. I've seen handsome men since I was a kid, rich men, fighting men, all kinds of good men, but Diego, he's different. And he's always talking about you. ”

Albrecht smiles brightly as before.

“Haha, what did you say about me? ”

“He said he was a glowing man. He also said he was imitating you. ”

Albrecht wondered what a silly story this was.

“You're imitating me? ”

“Diego does not want to pay, he helps others, and when he helps, he does everything he can to help people, to be independent, to eat and to live, and based on that, he brings people together to fight bad guys, and he's not stupid, he's just weird. Strange, because I was attracted to him. I asked him why he did it, and he said he was imitating the lord. ”

Albrecht was ashamed. A compliment. I didn't think I was that kind of person. Lurker's word is nothing but luxury. I followed my father's teachings as long as I could, but I had a feeling that I was doing what I felt like doing.

However, I think it inspired him to accept him as a friend and to help him in almost no cost.

He somehow moved Albrecht that he was doing something good somewhere in the world. And at the same time, I felt proud to think I saw someone well.

Valentina continues to look at the campfire.

“When he said the Lord was emitting light, at first I thought he was joking with me. But when I saw the Lord fighting from afar, I knew it wasn't a joke. It was blinding. But it wasn't what I thought it was. ”

Albrecht thought that "light" was a feeling of charisma and inspiration.

If Zigmunt had said Albrecht was emitting light, and Diego was emitting light, they would have seen something else and emitted light.

Perhaps Zigmunt felt that way when Albrecht saw the charisma emanating from the battlefield, and Diego felt that way when Albrecht was doing him a favor. Or didn't I feel that way when I went in there naked to save Elisa?

“But seeing the lord today, it wasn't as dazzling as the fighting, but I felt like I knew what he meant by that. ”

Albrecht smiles and looks at the campfire and says,

“I'm flattered. I'm not that kind of person. But I hear Diego's going to Lucretia in the spring. In the meantime, you've gathered people to wipe out the bandits? ”

“It's not spring. He came to Lucretia in the coldest January on a boat full of northern weapons. Obviously, people were surprised because there were no ships coming from the north in the winter. He didn't look right. Hot hair, beard, torn clothes, skinny body. But his eyes were really, really bright and shining. ”

I heard Albrecht can hardly sail south in the winter due to southeastern winds. I had to go to the wind just by paddling purely.

Moreover, the water in the northern winter was known to freeze almost as soon as the waves hit the boat.

Albrecht wondered what Diego was up to, but as a result, he thought he'd ask if he could meet later and have a drink.

Valentina says that Vivar and Lucretia are quite close, so Diego lives busy going back and forth between them.

And he's the Vigilante Leader in Lucretia. He remembers the Thief Guild. However, when I listened to him, it seemed to me that he was a purely functional vigilante.

Diego seemed to be living his life hard, charmingly, and kindly. When I saw him, Albrecht wanted another person to be impressed or inspired, and to have at least a little more good in this fucking world.

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