Albrecht's Chronicles

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The leaves piled up on the floor come early in the morning and there is a sound of cutting and swelling.

The village below Puatie Castle is smoking warm smoke from the chimney, and the buildings are constantly coming in and out.

Few of them originally lived here, and most of them were settled by Albrecht's soldiers or adventurers, merchants, and mercenaries.

The day got cold, but the ferocious desires of the crowded outsiders did not ease the cold.

Although the land was fertile, most people didn't seem to intend to farm it, and they were just trying to put their lives at risk.

The prostitutes who finished their work in the morning came out and washed and now they were ready to go to bed. The streets were littered with filth, smell, and vomit.

In the eyes of a prostitute brushing her teeth with a soft fiber that chews the tip of a branch, I can see a large crowd of waves far away.

In front of them, there was an emperor who thought he lived only in heaven, and the elves stood looking at him. She's been a whore who hasn't traded since the Elves showed up.

With a frizzy head, I just looked at the far emperor and the elves as if they were asleep.

The elves' beauty is so subtle, it doesn't even make me jealous. The whore bit her toothbrush into her mouth and went to see herself as well.

“I wish you could stay, but you'll be uncomfortable. ”

Albrecht looked at Wesard and said, Westard looks at Albrecht with a loving smile, as always.

“You don't have to worry. I pride myself on being an Indian of destiny, and I'm not much of a guide. ”

He boasted about himself not being like her. Perhaps it is because Albrecht is lovely and familiar that he speaks comfortably.

Albrecht nods.

‘I wonder when I'll see you again. Maybe she knows. ’

Albrecht did not ask me when I would see him again. He looked at Albrecht and said again with a slightly grim look on his face.

“As I mentioned in my letter the other day, there's no need to compare it to life in cartooning. But it's not going to be easy for me to say. So remember this: that we live in moments, but all of those moments are forever rational. ”

“I'll keep that in mind.”

Then Westard sweeps around Albrecht's head with his opposite hand, holding the staff. Then a coffin made of World Water Leaf, glittering with brilliant light, was written on Albrecht's head.

The global aquarium was generally golden, and depending on the angle of the light, it emitted various lights, such as purple and green.

Albrecht strokes his head with his hands, comforting his eyes and touching the World Water Tube. Then the crowds that were watching came in like clouds.

“The Emperor has been blessed by the Elves! ”

“It must be a blessing to make a lot of money. ”

“No, it's a blessing of victory. ”

“You're always winning. ”

“That's right. ”

“A blessing for an unarmed man. ”

“How much for that coffin? A hundred gold coins. ”

The small enchantments of Wescade make the sound of the worms' ignorant voices resound, and the boy grows noisy.

With Westard in place, Albrecht was unable to silence the knights. The knights were inevitably going to make a fool of themselves. The cruel violence was random.

When Albrecht was a little embarrassed, Wesard announced that it was time to bow and leave.

Then he gave Rosamund a deep hug next to Albrecht.

“Something good is going to happen soon. Congratulations in advance. Hi, my lovely Rosamund. ”

Albrecht and Rosamund smiled the other day. Probably having a baby.

Westard falls away from Rosamund and gives Richard a slight glance. Although it didn't seem like it meant anything at all, Richard clearly heard a whisper in his head.

‘Alexis.'

Just watching the elves leaving without a look on their faces, Richard is surprised on his own. Around Randolph and the emperor's neighbours, Hermann, look strangely at him, but soon they turn their eyes away.

Richard is just dumbfounded. I heard you. What was it?

However, the one who would answer was already on the road, and the elves went out of the way and into a small forest.

Then he continued to walk north. Thousands of people moved at once, but sometimes I could only hear the sound of a leaf splashing.

Soon after they were out of sight, Albrecht turned away.

Soon, as prophesied in Westard, in mid-November, Rosamund became pregnant.

Albrecht was 37 years old and Rosamund was 33. In this world, I was too late.

Winter used to silence the world by freezing people's feelings with chills, but in Puatu Castle, a miraculous laugh of joy echoed throughout the day.

“Wa-ha-ha-ha-ha! Hi-he-he-hee! Chuckle!”

Randolph is stunned by the rash laughter of Albrecht, whom he has never seen before.

Randolph also had a son and a daughter, but he didn't like them this much.

Einhart couldn't describe it in detail, just ‘the emperor was very pleased.’ to a degree.

Randolph was grooming Iludia in the corner of the old master's bedroom.

It was a sword far exceeding the quality of the sword, so it didn't have to go alone, and it was all oiled up.

Randolph looks at Albrecht with a chuckle.

“I understand, but are you happy? Your Majesty."

“You're a horse! I have everything now! Whatever empire is, it's none of my business! Heeheehee!”

I don't really want to abandon the Empire, but I feel like I have it all.

Albrecht left all the local arrangements to Richard and Zigmund and was always next to Rosamund.

It turned out that Rosamund was annoyed, and it wasn't until I heard that the gear was off that I was at a distance.

“Oh, right. When my son was born, I decided to name him Siegfried. What do you think? ”

It was named after its ancestor.

“Well, I guess that's okay. ”

Wescade was the royal family name of Rosamund, and it was not common in human names. The nobles, on the other hand, were usually named there, and the name Siegfried was not unusual.

“Let's see...... I wonder if Rose will be uncomfortable when she goes back next spring? Do we have to have a baby here? ”

Albrecordings of Albrecht's current state are very brief, and Einhardt, who did not mock the pen, replies.

“How about buying a wagon? Obviously, there seems to be some difficulty getting to a horse. ”

“Wagons? But even wagons are bumpy. I can't. I've been trying to stay put for a while, but I need to lay the roads down. Recruit road engineers and workers immediately. It doesn't matter how much money it costs, so make sure you get to Ile de Velez before spring comes. ”

Randolph and Einhardt look at each other. It was an unprecedented road trip for pregnant wives. Moreover, it took a lot of labor to cover it until spring.

Fortunately, Poitou is a maritime climate, and if it were continental, it would be frostbite, not money.

“What are you doing? We don't have time. Get out of here. Go talk to Richard and Zigmunt and they'll take care of it. ”

Randolph tucks his manicured Illudian into the sword and leaves the room.

With only two Albrecht and Einhardt left, Albrecht begins to laugh again alone. Einhart has fixed the record. A lot.

Usually, when people are crowded, there is something they need. Most of the people in Architen were mercenaries, adventurers, and merchants, but those who supported them were also involved.

Architects, bricklayers, and masons gathered to build houses or guild buildings, as well as blacksmiths, pharmacists, and alchemists for mercenaries and adventurers.

Recently developed potions were very popular, and they were used to drink thick, foul-smelling liquids or pour on wounds.

The infection was prevented and hemostatic, and the wound healed quickly. It was natural that the chances of survival increased dramatically even if the first aid was right, so everyone was anxious to buy it even though it was expensive. It was because life cannot be bought with money.

It was not an over-the-counter remedy, and it was only effective in trauma. Things that were more aromatic or tasty and more effective were, of course, much more expensive than regular potions.

Banking branches, commercial dispute settlers, mailing companies, etc. were also present for merchants.

Above all, entertainment and prostitutes, gamblers, and duelers filled the back alley.

In Puati, it was like a hub connecting the architects and Veles, and monster by-products had naturally become the main industry.

Before the monsters roamed, the land was just a fertile countryside, but it turned into a city and grew in size.

Before Albrecht arrived, the area was untouchable, but the monsters were heavily pushed by Albrecht once and were in some balance.

Many injuries and fatalities occurred while exterminating monsters, but that was personal. Nevertheless, there are endless crowds of people gathering to eat swordfish.

Winter is more lively than ever, and spring has come. Though the road construction is not yet complete, Albrecht leads Rosamund and his army to Wrightgen.

Soon Albrecht turned 38 and Rosamund turned 34.

It was the third month of pregnancy, so Rosamund's boat appeared to be somewhat pregnant, but he wore a broad elven silk robe and could not find a ticket on the outside.

When I came to Akaten, I had 20,000 troops, but I was 10,000 when I went. Aside from the casualties of combat, there were many soldiers who wanted to sit on the Arkaten.

Regardless of whether they originally had families back home, they did not interfere with personal matters. However, with a mixture of race and culture, Akaten was no longer able to find its old unique culture.

A sudden spring breeze carries the warmth of the breeze and sweeps through Albrecht from the south. Spring blossomed on Albrecht's face, dressed in golden armor and in a glorious world coffin.

Rosamund rides beside the wagon and is strangely single.

The knights and soldiers felt better when the emperor was in a good mood. Especially since the Northern Army supported Rosamund.

The Central Armed Forces, which Sigmund dragged in, also liked, but they had no choice but to see their direct lord.

Zigmunt was as callous as ever, and there was nothing particularly offensive or liked about him.

The soldiers march, singing a song by an unnamed bard.

“Listen! The drum of war!

After the sweet whisper of my first love,

I left behind the ringing of the peaceful church bells.

We're headed for the battlefield!

Hear the drums of the battlefield!

Across mountains and rivers, across forests and fields.

As brave Empire soldiers march on the battlefield,

Surrender, everyone!

Hear the drums of the battlefield!

With a steel axe in his hand and a heart of courage,

Here comes the Emperor of Invincibility.

Everybody on your knees! ”

It was a song with a reasonable rhyme and finger for the world after the arts and culture had been deprived.

The soldiers chanted louder, as if trying to tell their tales to the Crown Prince or the Empress in Rosamund's belly.

Albrecht simply smiled and did not follow. I didn't know that song was good for the pregnancy, by the way.

They disbanded the territorial forces as they crossed the North across Ile de Velez. Starting with Wilhelm, you said a sad goodbye to Randolph, Herman.

Albrecht returned to the Vaughn and Lightningen with the army of the Guards, Calterns and Osterlich, accompanied by Euergen, Hrrolf, Erbin and Zigmunt.

Departing in February and arriving in August, Rosamund was on the move, and the time for childbirth was approaching.

The eclipses that were larger than when they left four years ago welcomed their owners, truly forming a human ocean and forming a mountain.

The golden armor and the world's aquarium sprinkled a splendid glow in the sunlight. For the first time in history, the great emperor, who united almost all mankind and established immortal achievements, people looked in awe. This was an achievement that could not be built without God's permission.

Albrecht sweeps people away with his relaxed, merciful blue eyes more than ever.

The red and white petals filled the air and scattered in splendor, and the sound of praise for the emperor and his army filled the vast empire.

Once inside the Imperial Grossburg, Maria and Carpen etc. are found in the outer court.

Maria was more generous than when she left, but her eyes slightly raised, but she still seemed a bit dazed. He seemed a little nice because he gained weight.

However, Maria is wary of peering at nearby Zigmunt, although it is nice to meet Albrecht.

“You've put on a little weight. ”

That's all Albrecht had to say after four years. However, soon after getting out of the horse, I slowly took Mary's hand and kissed the reunion as if she were a child.

My daughters were watching Albrecht like that, and there was something strange about him.

He was only one year old when he led the army, and his youngest son Albrecht was born during the war, so he was like the first time he saw his father.

Even Elizabeth, the first, was five years old at the time, and so was Albrecht.

Elizabeth, the first daughter, was nine years old one day, and Anna, the second, was seven years old because her birthday had not yet passed.

The third, Carolina, was 6 years old, and the fourth, Josepha, was 5 years old, in the arms of the nanny when she left. And the youngest Cristina was now four years old.

Albrecht's daughters were told by the maids and those around him how great his father was, but Albrecht, who was wearing golden armor and a world-class crown, seemed to possess a genuine divinity.

Albrecht smiles quietly and looks down at his daughters. The maids whisper in their ears.

As they approached, the princesses grabbed the hem of the dress slightly and bowed their knees slightly.

“Congratulations on your victory. Emperor.”

Then I looked straight up at their father. The sacred creature, but the scar across the hot beard and face, came terribly close to the princesses who grew up seeing only the good things.

“It's been a long time. You're Cristina, right? ”

Albrecht said, looking at his youngest daughter with black hair and black eyes.

“Give me a hug. ”

Albrecht approaches Cristina and hugs her with one arm. Then Cristina was very awkward.

But even the kids knew they could read the big picture, and Cristina knew she shouldn't be so careless at such a young age.

He felt uncomfortable just stroking his head and touching the ball for the first time.

Albrecht came to the wagon, holding Cristina in his arms, and helped Rosamund unload himself.

Even in a wide elven white silk robe, I can see my stomach now, and I stumbled upon Manzac's body and told Mary.

“It's been a while, Marie. ”

Maria looks down at Rosamund, remembering that she had rescued her wagon.

“Empress 1st, congratulations on your meeting. Seriously.”

Albrecht smiles graciously, and Rosamund reaches out and grabs Mary's hand.

Immediately, Albrecht entered the Imperial Palace, followed by Zigmunt and Carpen, as well as Jurgen, Hrrolf, Herbin and the guards. The Emperor's family seemed to be at peace.

The Eastern Tarantus, the Orc tribes of Southern Congestia, vampires hiding in the city, and other monster problems were scattered, but all the interests of the Empire were now directed to Rosamund.

Within a few days, Rosamund was in labor, and unlike Mary, Rosamund was in extreme condition.

Fortunately, the child and mother were safe. And Albrecht and Rosamund's children were sons.

It has been 18 years since Albrecht's father died and 23 years since he was expelled from Calteren. As a father did to himself, to Albrecht, his son was his own hope.

The first emperor of the Empire, the Holy See, the rightful heir to Kaiser Albrecht, and the Crown Prince Siegfried von Hoenclatern were born.

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