Albrecht's Chronicles

Adelmar introduced him.

“Sir Albrecht. This is Sigmund von Heldenburg, the Lord of Heifen. ”

Albrecht felt that Lord Zigmunt was an unstoppable figure at first sight. Though he was small for a lord or knight, an unknown charisma came out of him.

Albrecht was short-sighted, with red hair and a well-groomed beard. His eyes were slightly sharp but strong.

He was also fully armed, with a yellow lion standing on a red background, roaring to the left. The edges of the concert were beautifully embroidered in a gold thread, but Albrecht had never seen a concert like this before.

“I am Albrecht von Hoenclatern, heir to Calteren. ”

Albrecht introduces himself, not Adelmar's introduction, as the opponent is slower than himself. Sigmund smiles, expressionless.

“Nice to meet you. I thank you on behalf of the army for coming all this way to join us. ”

It seems that Zigmunt is the general commander of the army. Adelmar said, after the two of them met,

“Let's take Lord Albrecht to the command barracks first. ”

But Zigmunt came ahead, followed by Albrecht, Otto, Adelmar, and the Lords, who looked like the bodies of Zigmunt.

As they entered the encampment, they were soldiers and people, all of them like clouds, came and looked at Albrecht in awe.

He'll do something for you. It's worth fighting for. It seemed to be the eyes that felt like this.

Albrecht stepped off his horse and handed Kopi over to Randolph as he entered the large command barracks in the middle of the outpost.

Otto asked his deputy to guide Randolph and Vittenheim soldiers. Randolph looks at Albrecht and Albrecht nods.

Siegmund, Otto, Adelmar, and all the Lord of the outposts enter a large command barracks, with only a few spaces in the middle and crowded.

Zigmunt sits on the inside of the command post and stands a little distance ahead of him, as if Albrecht were acquainted with the king. The rest of the marshals are on their left and right sides.

Albrecht was embarrassed to leave everything else behind. This many people are something.

‘What is this? You don't usually have this many people all at once, do you? ’

Adelmar smiled and said, looking at Albrecht.

“Today is a special day, and it's all here. to greet Sir Albrecht. ”

Albrecht was appalled. You say hello to all these people one by one? This was some kind of torture.

However, it came to life and greeted me one by one with Adelmar's guidance.

I know who you are and your reputation precedes me. It's an honor to meet you. ’Albrecht says,’ I am honored to meet you, too. ’I really said hello one by one.

Albrecht may not know how to fight, but this kind of torture really makes him feel weak. I came to a matter that I have to seriously consider whether having a reputation is good for me.

After a horribly boring greeting that disappeared for an hour or two, Albrecht was almost mentally exhausted and felt pinched in front of his eyes.

Lord Zigmund watched all the lords greet Albrecht from start to finish, and told everyone when he finished.

“Today is a good day for Lord Albrecht, so I'll throw you a special drink." ”

The lords didn't usually drink alcohol, but they restrained themselves from the exhibition, but when the General's words fell, they all cheered.

“It's a nice party, but I need to see the king first. I have a favor to ask you. ”

Albrecht did not forget what he came here for in the middle of a madness.

Sigmund nods.

“Let me know if you have any questions. ”

Albrecht looks directly at Zigmunt and says:

“I told the king I had a favor to ask of him. ”

The smile that caught Zigmunt's mouth disappeared in an instant. I'm not staring, but I close my mouth and just look at Siegsi Albrecht, and I feel charisma in itself. The area was quiet at the crack of dawn.

The nearby military lords were embarrassed as the two men stared at each other and said nothing. I hear whispering everywhere. Adelmar hurriedly steps forward and tells Zigmund.

“Since you're here to fight for the king, it's natural to know the king. ”

Albrecht looked even stranger to Adelmar. He wasn't the monarch he was serving. I wonder why he was like that.

Zigmunt doesn't answer, but nods only once. Then Adelmar said to Albrecht,

“Sir Albrecht. I'll show you where the king is. Follow me.”

Albrecht and Adelmar leave the command barracks. You see Randolph outside. Randolph follows Albrecht.

Albrecht said as he headed towards the king's tent.

“What's wrong with him? You have a king to serve, don't you? ”

Adele says with a grin.

“It's true that I have my king, but if it wasn't for Zigmunt, I would have surrendered. Besides, he risked everything to join the war. ”

Albrecht thought he would know once he saw the king.

Going further inside the garrison along Adelmar, you see a tent in a relatively quiet area around you. It was bigger than a general tent for a merchant or soldier, but it felt a little small for the king's tent.

“Please wait outside for a moment. I'll speak to the king. ”

Albrecht and Randolph are waiting in front of the king's tent without a word, and you hear a voice inside. It was the voice of an enraged woman, perhaps like the mother of a king.

“You said you weren't in the mood to meet anyone. ”

“But, madam, this is Sir Albrecht, the famous knight. You must meet him. He's more important than anyone in our army. ”

“Back off.”

At that moment, I heard a voice.

“A knight king? I've heard of a knight king myself. Mother, I want to see the knight king. ”

The young king spoke, and his voice suddenly changed to a creepy voice.

“Is that so? If you want to see my king, you should see him. ”

The king's mother told Adelmar:

“Let them in.”

Adelmar leaves the tent soon. It was a very embarrassing face. He couldn't even look at Albrecht properly and said, looking at the ground.

“Come in, Lord Albrecht. ”

As Albrecht entered, there was a bed next to the inside of the tent, and the king in pajamas was holding her in his arms. I was told that I was only ten years old. Although the modern age of ten is definitely young, in this world, I still had to be a little encouraged.

Albrecht stands for a moment, staring at two hats. Her mother was quite a beauty, but her eyes were wide, her nose was big and her lips were thin. If it weren't for the cuteness of children, it certainly wasn't a good character.

“Ugh. Look at that scar on your face. I think it hurt a lot. ”

The king makes an immature noise. Albrecht simply takes a bold step forward and kneels to the right.

“I am Albrecht von Hoenclatern, heir to Calteren. It's an honor to meet you. King Conrad.”

The young king grumbled and said his words like a child without saying hello.

“Hey, you know, You actually cut a man in half vertically and killed him? ”

“I've been there. ”

“Who's that? ”

“I remember Ernst, Knight of Harkenburg. ”

“Oh. Well, why don't you cut a man in half? What's just pouring out of there? ”

The king's mother intervened and said that the child did not sound good to hear.

“Thank you for joining us. Lord Albrecht, fight bravely for our king. ”

“Yes, ma'am. ”

Adelmar notices and says.

“Hmmm, Hmmm, Lord Albrecht has a favor to ask of the king. ”

The young king said rashly.

“Yes? Please? Ask for what?”

Albrecht glanced at the end of the bed and said to himself, without looking at the king again.

“There is a village called Wittenheim. I haven't been recognized as a proper village yet, but if I win this war by raising a ball, I want you to acknowledge it as a proper village. ”

When Albrecht spoke, Adelmar was puzzled. I'm not asking for a territory, I'm just asking you to recognize a town as a formal town.

However, from Adelmar's perspective, he was surprised at what his aunt said.

“I'll decide when I see you fight. ”

Adelmar's expression protrudes from reflexively unrefined speech due to his panic.

“Aunt! Just say yes! ”

The king's mother screams, staring terribly at Adelmar.

“What a safe word! ”

He went back and forth once, but the poor young king couldn't bear to cry. Adelmar seems to be pinching in front of him. The hero of the world and the king's first encounter were the worst. What if we leave like this?

“I'll step back now. ”

Albrecht still stands outside the tent without the king's permission, speaking confidently. Adelmar almost stumbles upon Albrecht.

“Sir Albrecht! ”

Albrecht is out there with Randolph. Adelmar almost cries.

“Later, when the king is ready, why don't you, uh, get back to it? ”

Albrecht smiles and says to Adelmar,

“I said I would fight for the king, so I will fight for the king. Don't worry.”

Albrecht makes a light funeral to Adelmar and follows Randolph's instructions. Adelmar's legs relax.

Albrecht thought as he went to his tent.

‘Adelmar, you're having a hard time. ’

I felt sorry for him. Perhaps he was loyal to the king in this garrison. Even so, you would want to rely on Zigmunt.

Albrecht also felt frustrated after seeing the king. I could have been his strength if it wasn't so ugly. That was too much.

And it seemed to know a little bit about Sigmund's intentions. If you strike a crisis instead of a king like that, you will almost receive an empire. You don't have to rob the kingdom. The more time you spend at the Garrison, the more loyal the cadets will be to you.

Even so, Zigmunt was not eating raw. Taking on King Leopold wasn't an easy decision, but he officially raised an army for the young king.

He will definitely be well versed. I formally raised an army for someone else's king, and the captains joined forces in response to the Lord's call. It was not possible if I was not good at it.

On second thought, Otto and Adelmar were exclusives of the king. Adelmar still seems to think well of Zigmund, but he has no idea what Otto is like.

Albrecht feels more complicated on his way to his tent. I thought I could just fight hard and win, but something was much more complicated.

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