Albrecht's Chronicles

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“Randolph, lead the army and take control of the remaining coastal cities of Krea and Ascaron. Just act like I always have. ”

Albrecht looks at Randolph in the office and says, "Randolph is very upset."

I've worked as Deputy Commander of Albrecht, or as a Cavalry Captain, since I was the first commander in charge of the group.

Caring about supplies, thinking about tactics, figuring out terrain, sometimes dividing up troops, deciding marches, deciding garrisons or nodes, and taking over occupied territories wasn't easy.

Nevertheless, after the battle of Eijas Plain, capturing the coastal cities was nothing but a concern for Randolph who had never led an army.

“No, Master. ”

“Why, are you scared? ”

When Albrecht asks again, Randolph bows his head.

“I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. ”

Albrecht smiled and said.

“Why would you let me down? Don't worry, I won't be disappointed when I get here. Herman, stay and help me. ”

Herman sits at the corner of the office, grabbing the jerky and answering.

“Got it.”

It was supposed to be a neurological crisis between his men, but Herman didn't seem to care about that at all. That's what people do.

And if you put them together, it was likely to be a problem.

They only did their job when they were confident, but when they were in a relationship where they gave and received orders, they seemed to bump into each other without seeing each other.

“Diego needs some help around here. ”

Diego smiles and shakes hands with Randolph, not answering Albrecht.

“Let's do this together. I'll be happy to assist you. ”

They still had experience working together when Albrecht led the army, and it was unlikely that Diego's personality would make Randolph feel bad.

Randolph nods at him and holds hands without a word.

“Let's start during the week. Do it in two days, do it in three days. Get out.”

Randolph and Diego leave the office together. Albrecht gave the army to Randolph because he thought he needed someone to lead the army, not himself, to rule the vastness of the kingdom.

He couldn't have done all the military work. He had to stick his butt to the shrine as honestly as possible and take charge of the whole.

Now that you can almost devour the rest of the coastal city, you've decided it's a good time to leave the army to Randolph.

“Hermann first needs to go to the wharf and summon Karpen in Yatai 'ik. And you divide the rest of the infantry into groups of two, patrol every alley. ”

“Copy that.”

Hermann still chews the jerky, answering dry. After everyone was sown, all that was left was Albrecht himself.

Albrecht thought while looking at the map of the area he had saved in the city. Of course, when I think of the modern map of the Earth, I think it was drawn by kindergarten children, but I think about the terrain I saw when I came.

The north was a modest elevation, so there were a few places to build the fort, but the south was just plain.

Of course, I don't know when the fort was built, but if you listen to people, there are ruins all over the place like a carved hill.

Albrecht considers repairing it and making it his fortress. It was not a cultural restoration, but a ruling that had to be used for practical use.

He planned to divide his inland territory into 25 territories and settle them among senior knights.

Formally, he was not the king, so the territory of the leading knights would be the 'White Nation’. Practically no different from an Earl loyal to himself.

In their territory, they would still be lords of legislation, justice, administration, and military control.

Albrecht will give the order as he lands, but I expect he will build a fortress and defend the region if he is aware of his territory.

He decided to build himself a castle on an important node between the realm of Asayin and his realm and unleash it on the Knights.

Although he was a knight commander, he had two masters named Randolph, but he didn't know who would become a captain afterwards.

In recognition of his independence, he intended to make his defenses as defensible as possible, even if there was a moronic king in his generation.

While Albrecht ponders over the map, he decides to summon the chiefs of the ruling factions.

“Is there anyone else?" ”

Albrecht shouts, and a knight comes in from outside. But he made an unexpected sound.

“Speak, my king. ”

Albrecht said in a daze.

“Who is the king? I am not a king. I'm only the Divine Constabulary and the Knight Captain. From now on, just call me Master. Tell the others. If this happens again, I won't stand for it. And go get the chieftains of the clan. ”

The knight lowers his head quietly.

“Got it, boss. ”

Then I left the Oval Office.

Albrecht thought, watching the knights leave the Oval Office. Even if I didn't think of myself as a king, others didn't.

In this era, he led an army of 10,000, occupied eight cities and occupied villages inland. Who wouldn't think he's king?

The only thing worrying Albrecht was that, like the senior knights I heard the other day, they were too loyal to do anything weird.

Albrecht has been staring at where the knight left off for a long time. Please don't do anything stupid. Don't kill your men with your own hands.

The chieftains of the clans gathered in the palace courtyard. Together, they packed the barley with silk or treasure, and they couldn't even enter the vast inner court.

Seeing that this is a sanctuary, there should have been less plunder and boats opened since Hyberon fell. The freed prisoners must have flown into the city and there must have been a lot of people there. The city seemed to have accumulated some wealth while it was active.

Albrecht ordered the soldiers to put the tributes into storage. And he looked at the chiefs and said,

“I didn't call you here for anything else, because I needed someone to do the hurdles for the government or the city. Each of you must extract his people from his clan. I'm not asking you to send them now, but go back and talk to them and send them out until tomorrow evening. ”

Albrecht speaks, and everyone just stares at each other. Albrecht was about to impose a simple duty on them, like the villages beneath the castle.

But they've never done that before. The League of Merchants, which used to run the city, hired people to pay their wages.

They are the Holy Land, the largest trading city in the world, and they all speak North Continental languages.

Albrecht is a little out of it because he can't understand, knows, hates, or has no answer.

“Why is there no answer? ”

But even if the chiefs disliked it, how could they disobey the words of 100,000 Amas - known to people – in the plains of Eijas? They just said yes.

“Stand down.”

Albrecht saw them retreating and decided to return to the Oval Office to make a list of Knights' assets. Of course, Karpen would have to come back and write it down correctly, but he had to do something first. It was back to the head of the desk.

The next day, Karfen decides to push as hard as he can, and he rides out on his horse to explore the city.

The city had markets everywhere, and it was hard to get around on horseback, how many people there were.

“Stand down! Protector of the Holy Land! Stand down!"

Knights and soldiers push people away. Citizens have lived without a ruler, so they either greet each other in the manner they can, or they just look up at Albrecht as if they were celebrities.

Many people just cling to Albrecht to offer eggs, bread, flour and meat. Soldiers and knights are pushing the limits.

“It's okay. It's okay. You guys eat. I'm fine. ”

Over time, more people flocked to see the heroes of a lifetime who had defeated 100,000 Amazons. Albrecht decides to return to the palace, unable to clear the way.

However, the way people rushed back like ants was no longer possible. Unlike in the days of Ramus, you can't scream and feel embarrassed because you are your own people.

“Back off! Back off! ”

Only the soldiers and knights died. Some have drifted away from Albrecht because of the crowd. Albrecht can barely move on an ant's feet on a horse.

After wrestling with the crowd all afternoon, I returned to the palace with nothing. The knights and soldiers were already dead.

“I didn't see this coming. Go home and get some rest. ”

Like Calteren or Oberburn, you find it difficult to keep an eye on the area you rule constantly. Seeing you today, it didn't seem easy to get out of the palace.

Albrecht decides to sit at the head of the desk more than he can, and tries to get into the office and keep working on the paperwork.

I sat down and made fun of the quill for a moment, and the driver came outside to fill out the paperwork.

“Master, the chiefs have sent their men. ”

The knight says Albrecht leaves his quill and heads for the courtyard. But there was something strange about the crowd.

Dozens of people wear silk around their heads and hide their faces. Some of them looked like children.

“Show me your face. ”

Albrecht speaks, and they hear the silk covering their heads. Albrecht was startled. They were all women, but they were all beautiful together.

"What do these guys understand about me!? ’

Albrecht calms down and asks the women.

“What are you here for? ”

They stared at each other blankly. Then a girl said,

“I've only been told to serve the Guardian of the Holy Land. ”

Albrecht said, thinking calmly. I didn't want to stop my wives from marrying me.

“Go back, all of you. Go back and tell the chiefs. I need someone to do my job. Work. You know what I'm saying. Work. Work. ”

And I told the knight next door.

“You'll have to work harder. Escort the women back safely with the soldiers. ”

“I understand.”

Albrecht gives the order and returns to the Oval Office. And I was going to sit at my desk and do the paperwork again, but the letters couldn't have caught my eye.

I think of Elisa. She feels depressed, depressed, and disgusted. Why does this time remind me of Elisa?

I don't think I can work like this. I finally left my pen and went to the bedroom to get some sleep.

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