Albrecht's Chronicles

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Albrecht and Randolph are ahead, and the village men, or now soldiers and a wagon, are following them, heading north. No maps, no geography, but Albrecht left Loibeck City and headed back to Penbach to view the main encampment.

I don't know if he's still there, but I thought if I could bypass King Leopold's army and find a way around the Great Otto and Adelmar, I could join him.

It was still cold at night and in the morning, but I definitely felt the winter energy retreated in the middle of the day.

“Hey, is your armor worth wearing? ”

“It's frustrating, but it's okay. ”

“It seems like a long way, but there will be a lot of merchants at the garrison. It should be able to adjust to your body there. ”

“Yes.”

Albrecht has been wearing a helmet for a long time. The shield is tied back, with two swords at one waist and an axe on the other. Randolph scratches the outside of Ludwig's shield, erases the family crest, puts it on his back, and fills Michael's sword. Instead, he was carrying two Lances to Albrecht's.

“But what's the name of the village? ”

“Yes? Uh......”

There was no town name. I escaped from Penbach and settled in a new village. I couldn't help but write the name Penbach.

Albrecht looks back and tells the squad leader.

“What's the name of our town? ”

The squad leader who was listening to the two conversations said. Ludwig's sword is visible in his waist.

“What about Wittenheim, since the lake is called Bittenheim? ”

Albrecht smiles and says:

“Then from now on, we are Wittenheim's soldiers. ”

Soldiers smile, showing a slight tiredness in the march.

If the sun rises in half a day, it is one day to cut it in half, and another day to cut it in half. Wittenheim walked for a day, rested with a meal, and marched north for another day.

I thought I'd have to move a little faster to bypass King Leopold's army and join the young king's army. Albrecht anticipated a battle would happen in March, when the weather cleared, just in case.

If the battle ends one way at a time, it becomes a dog that chases chickens, and it becomes a very difficult situation.

On the fourth day of the march, a merchant walked by and asked for directions.

“Hey, do you know where the young king's army is stationed? ”

“The Little King? Oh, you mean the Young King of Conrad? ”

‘Looks like you have the same name as your dead father. Eventually, the refugee family was right. ’

The refugee families said King Conrad and King Leopold fought. Later, when Adelmar told me about it, I thought the refugee family was half right because the war had broken out after King Conrad's death. But now that I see it, I got it right. I don't know if you knew, but you did.

The reason he became ‘the Young' was nothing. It was just a nickname that people often called the Young King, the Young King.

Albrecht and Wittenheim didn't know the name, so they called him the Young King, but he really was the "Young" King.

“Yes.”

“It will take about a day from here. A little further west is the capital and you should head north along the capital. Then you'll see the" young "king's soldiers guarding the lead. ”

“Thank you.”

Albrecht tries to get past the merchant and head to the capital, but the merchant says:

“By the way... are you going to fight the Young King? ”

“Yes?”

The merchant thinks Albrecht has come from the outskirts of the village and hasn't heard from him yet. However, I reached out my hand to see if I could not tell you with my bare mouth.

Albrecht used to give me a silver coin. It was because he knew that a few coins were enough, but that if you gave him silver coins, he would say anything that made him feel good.

As expected, the merchant smiled and spoke.

“The young king is practically defeated. King Leopold gave his word that if he won the war, he would take all enemy territory and give it to the lords who participated in the war. Whereas the ‘young’ king…… isn't he young? ”

I had just climbed to the top, but I was weak because I was young. According to the merchant, many of the young king's followers were attached to King Leopold.

“But it was worth taking some hope that the young king's distant relative, Lord Zigmunt, joined the battle for the young king. But even though King Leopold now has an army of almost a thousand, and there are about six hundred young kings, almost twice the difference, won't the young king probably lose? ”

Lord Zigmund says he has enough lords to go to the king without a king to accompany him. Albrecht was not interested in the king himself.

According to the merchant, the young king would have surrendered by now if Lord Zigmund hadn't joined him. Three hundred, half of the six hundred, were led by Lord Zigmunt.

He said the gambling grew and the spectators, besides the parties, saw it grow in size. Not only the two kings, but the independent lords and other kings.

“I see. But anyway, we've decided to join the young king. Thank you for notifying me.Goodbye. ”

It was something I couldn't understand from the merchant's perspective, but I don't know what else to do. The merchant simply says good-bye and moves on.

“I wish you luck. ”

Albrecht didn't think much of it, but the merchant said Randolph or soldiers who followed him were filled with anxiety.

Following the merchant's instructions, I walked along the main road for a day, camped, and in the morning I saw some armed men heading north again. They find Albrecht and one of them climbs up to the horse. It was a knight.

“I am Adalbert, Knight of the Conrad Army. Identify yourself.”

“I am Albrecht von Hoenclatern. I'm here to join the Wittenheim army. ”

“Albrecht of Calternes! You mean the Knight King Albrecht who dueled Michael to pieces!? ”

“I killed Michael. They call me the Knight King in Lloyd Beck. ”

A knight named Adalbert seems a bit overwhelmed. I couldn't speak quickly, but I spoke quickly.

“Begging your pardon. I have to go and inform them in advance, so please forgive me for not being able to guide you." ”

Then he hurries north on his horse. On the way, you tell the soldiers to just pass through and keep running toward the garrison.

Albrecht likes to hear less of a vertical cutter now. Randolph and his men were puzzled.

“Master, what do you mean, Knight King? And you killed Michael? ”

Albrecht insisted that the laughter leaked out.

“I don't like to brag about myself. Go to the garrison and ask the people. ”

I knew that the soldiers of Randolph, Wittenheim, and Albrecht were great because they had seen his skill with their own eyes, but I had no idea that he would make such a reputation outside the village.

No matter how great Albrecht may be, he is just a familiar and familiar creature when he lives alongside his troops. But the man looked so different because he was so famous outside.

This world was sensitive to reputation because of its rare paper and poor records. According to the fact that information was delivered from people's mouths, a high reputation was an age of value by itself.

Even the heroes in the myth were famous mercenaries and warriors. As time passed, it became flesh and legend. Albrecht is already at the edge of legend.

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You can see the garrison from afar. The garrison is situated in an area slightly higher than its surroundings, not to the hills. Since there were more than six hundred soldiers, it seemed that almost 3,000 of the families of the soldiers who followed them or even the merchants.

Albrecht guessed that this is how the history of the Earth would have led to a military outburst. For example, the army of the young king, 3000 versus 5000 king of Leopold, could be written this way.

The garrison was a really mobile city. As people ate, slept and slept there, a kind of economy turned around. If we fought for a long time, we would be born with a newborn and a boy would grow up and join the military.

Albrecht was overwhelmed by the sight, but also felt inefficient and shocked by the culture. A mobile city full of people, both bizarre and majestic, impressed Albrecht, for better or for worse.

In front of the garrison are knights and nobles. You see Otto and Adelmar in front of you. Otto expressions were expressionless, but he felt that his eyes were welcoming enough, and Adelmar expressed his greetings from all over.

Eventually, Adelmar drove to Albrecht, unable to resist.

“Sir Albrecht! ”

You drive your horse close to Albrecht and give him a hug. Albrecht hugs nervously.

‘What's the matter with you? ’

But it was also nice to meet Albrecht.

“Thank you so much for coming! You have no idea how powerful Sir Albrecht is! ”

Albrecht thought his reputation was impressive, but a bit excessive.

I think I was depressed because of the number of troops, but I thought the famous knight was able to promote morale a little bit. They would have been, frankly, gloomy.

No matter how good he was at fighting, he was just one person, but it was definitely a time of great renown. On the battlefield, high fraud itself became magic, and on the contrary, low fraud became a disaster.

The essence of fraud was hope. Perhaps Albrecht himself came to them with hope.

“But who here......? ”

“Randolph. He's my squire. ”

Randolph lowers his head slightly. Adelmar also sees the troops of Wittenheim following him.

“Wittenheim's troops. These are the people I used to live with. I brought them here armed. And I have a favor to ask you from King Conrad. ”

When Albrecht spoke, Adelmar showed a slight tingling sensation.

“No, of course not. He's here to fight for the king. He needs to see the king. ”

Albrecht rides alongside Adelmar, followed by Randolph and his soldiers.

“Greetings!”

When I approached Otto, Otto hugged me.

‘What's wrong with this old man? ’

Albrecht may have been a little overbearing, and so was Adelmar, but he was glad of himself. I remembered a natural smile on my face.

Albrecht talks alongside Otto and Adelmar and heads towards the encampment. The knights and nobles who came to meet him stare at Albrecht with a sense of celebrity.

The man who cut a fully armed knight in half vertically. The man who defeated a hundred men in Lloyd Beck City. The man who dueled Michael, the Central Invincible Knight.

Albrecht had no idea how much awe they had for him.

Passing between the nobles and the knights, a man is riding his horse and waiting in front of him. Behind them were dozens of riders carrying the flag that symbolizes each family.

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