Albrecht's Chronicles

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The next day Albrecht broke up with his family and set out again. Winter mornings, a chilly breeze blows by and greets Albrecht. Albrecht refuses to greet you with an unwelcome cape.

I thought about the refugees along the way. It took him three or four days to get on a horse, so if he's lucky, he might be able to get to Lloyd Becky without meeting the bandits in the middle.

The wound is still burning. But it didn't bleed like yesterday. As his wife said, the hemostasis seemed to have gone well.

"Ma'am, thank you. ’

It was a world without police stations or hospitals. It was a time when individuals struggled to survive.

Although the church or monastery was responsible for fields such as education, medical, publishing and art, it was certainly nothing compared to the modern world. At the very least, it was a comfort to me that there was such a function.

As you continue to ride your horse for half a day, you see the village in chaos far away. People were roaming around lifelessly or powerlessly.

The villagers are all expressionless. His eyes were filled with deep despair. When I saw the article, I felt like the surprised people were just dazed, or hiding their hostility behind it.

Seeing that they didn't enslave or kill people, it seemed like the Lord's army did. It is winter now, and it was almost certain that these people starved to death.

Farmers must eat and live to farm and pay taxes next year. Even the lords knew that. But if the back of your foot catches fire, when the war breaks out, you just take it with you.

For the lords, the villages outside the castle were no different from the geese that lay eggs. You can eat if you need to. If we were lucky to survive, we'd have to collect taxes next year, so we kept him alive.

Albrecht continues his journey through the village.

Albrecht put some hard bread in his mouth for a long time, eating with smoked herring, and resolving his lunch instead of lunch on a horse. I was very uncomfortable because I couldn't move my mouth properly because I cut my lips.

You see an army garrisoned in a tent a mile from the end of your meal. About 50 of them appear to have joined forces with two lords. You can see the flag that symbolizes the territory or the family.

Soldiers were armed individually, with a spear and a Kite Shield in common.

This world did not recruit peasants out of thought. Since the lords didn't arm them, they had to arm their basic defense gear on their own, so soldiers, whether volunteered or involuntary, would "serve" their families and give them tax exemption or gratification.

If you gather the peasants and give them a spear, they won't be able to defend their ranks. They can get pushed or run away quickly. Then you will lose naturally. Shield wall ranks were the most important tactic in this era, so it was a common way of forming an army to extract people with the body, strength, and equipment to withstand them, while the rest of the farmers made supplies for them – realistically imposed and pillaged.

Three knights approach from afar, watching Albrecht approaching the encampment.

“I am Earl Adelmar von Gringen. Identify your affiliation.”

Earl Adelmar looks very young. Maybe he was Albrecht's age. Because Albrecht was not old, Adelmar was a bit sturdy, but he was a normal figure at that age.

His eyes flashed and his lower back was rather large. He was a fully-handsome young man with dark blond hair.

He was wearing a cape on a chain of armor and a black coat, and the two knights behind him were wearing helmets in the same outfit. One carried the family's symbol flag.

“The heir to Calteren, Knight Albrecht von Hoenclateur. ”

I was surprised to hear from Albrecht, including Adelmar.

“You're a vertical cutter? ”

‘No, where is the knight king? ’

Adelmar looks up and down at Albrecht and says again with a face that has been mentioned.

“I'm familiar with the reputation of the vertical cutter. It's an honor to meet you, Sir Albrecht. ”

Albrecht wanted to speak with each other. He didn't want to talk much.

Adelmar said that Albrecht nodded his head and was a little embarrassed without Gathabuta's words.

“I'd like to invite you to my barracks if you'd give me a chance to treat you. I would like to hear your tale firsthand. ”

Albrecht had a lazy meal for four days, so he wanted to eat the right food for a long time. Where is the proper food in the army? Since it is noble, there will be neat meat.

“Thank you. If you'll excuse me. ”

Adelmar smiles brightly as Albrecht speaks. It seemed like an innocent aristocratic young man, but it was ironic to think that this child was provoking people around town as a sign of exhibition.

It was a time when modern people on Earth did not have concepts that they would take for granted. When the war broke out, he would rob people as if they were washing up in the morning.

However, they were not devils at birth. Even with a conscience, the reality is almost wild beyond recklessness, so if we just adapt to it, we all become like this. However, there was an exceptionally slightly conscientious person. That was Diego.

Despite Albrecht's influence, Diego opened his eyes to more conscience, Albrecht was also saved by Diego. I didn't know what my psychopath would have done if it weren't for Diego.

As friends who opened their hearts to each other, they were positively influenced by each other. The strong and the weak had nothing to do with them.

Albrecht went into the command barracks with Adelmar's guidance. Then I also saw a man in a coat of chained armor.

The circumference was quadruple horizontal, diagonally red, lion and blue with a white cross on the other.

And surprisingly, he was a gray-haired old man. However, he was taller and heavier in build than Albrecht. His eyes beaked and his stubborn nostrils had a hot white beard.

He glances at Albrecht with his eyes tightened. Albrecht just passes it on, face to face.

“Quiet! Do you know who I brought?" The vertical cutter! ”

Seeing his silence, Adelmar suddenly asked if he was a child.

“Hmm!"

A sturdy old man. Hmm! You make one sound and continue to stare at Albrecht straight ahead. I didn't want to stare, I just wanted to see people.

“Oh, right. Lord Albrecht, this is Count Otto von Rotheringen, my only protégé. ”

“Hmm."

And Albrecht, well, he makes a sound and meets the old man without saying anything else.

When they stare at each other silently, Adelmar is embarrassed, and quickly says, "I need a chair."

“Don't be like this. Let's sit down first. Gentlemen."

Adelmar tries to pull himself aside, but he doesn't budge.

Albrecht decides to give up because he wants to do this to the elderly and sits down first. Then Otto sat down.

Three people sat on the chair with the table between them. There's no tactical map on the table. Just a bunch of junk and drinks. Adelmar shouts to the outside.

“Hey! Outside! Get me a drink. Meat! ”

I thought you said you were at war. Can I have a drink? ’

No matter how modern the world is, it has never been to war. I didn't know how war was going, especially when I heard such things about war history on a common level.

Suddenly Otto said to Albrecht,

“Hey! You! Why are there two swords? ”

Albrecht has the loot from the duel with the Medieval Knights, so now he has two swords.

“I had a duel with an unknown knight yesterday. This sword was earned by killing him. This is from yesterday's duel. ”

Albrecht says, putting his loot sword on the table. Otto and Adelmar were both surprised when they took a quick look at the sword.

Adelmar points to Pommel.

“Yi, this! ”

Then Otto stopped it with his hands and said,

“Can you describe the knight who doesn't know his name? Roughly.”

Albrecht frowns a little.

“I was growing a hot beard with brown hair. I think he was middle-aged. ”

Otto closes his eyes after listening to Albrecht, folding his arms and slightly lowering his head.