Albrecht's Chronicles

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Albrecht grabs the dwarf's back and heads to the palace, where he sees a crowd of people with their eyes wide open. D'Dwarf!

The knights only block people's approach from afar, and they glance back at the dwarves from time to time.

There were many myths about Elves and Dwarves in this world, but if you look at it at all, you will be fortunate, or on the contrary, if you sleep with a straw doll on your pillow, it will be taken by a Dwarf.

“Let go! Let go! Let go of me! Aah! ”

The dwarf tries to get away from Albrecht with a grip, but he really doesn't budge. Rather, Albrecht squeezes the back of his hand once, and the pain gives him a jolt.

“Argh! That hurts! Let me go! Aah! ”

Albrecht enters the palace, gets off the horse, and hands it to the servant. The servant stares at the dwarf, his eyes wide open.

“Hey, wake up. ”

Only after Albrecht spoke did he quickly regain consciousness and lead Schwarz. I couldn't keep my eyes off the dwarf while I was gone.

Knights, soldiers, and servants flock out to look at the dwarves with their eyes wide open. What is that?

The dwarf comes along, struggling, giving up, or limping as Albrecht grabs him.

Albrecht picks up the dwarf and goes to his room and throws him roughly into bed.

“Darkness!”

The dwarf tucks himself into bed and looks back at Albrecht with frightened eyes.

“The ax, it's ours, give it back...... please......”

Albrecht glances at the dwarf and says,

“This is the descendant of our ancestors. What's yours? ”

Then the dwarf opens his eyes and says.

“Ancestors? What ancestors? Who?”

Albrecht didn't really believe much, but he remembered what his father used to say.

The great hero Siegfried. Nothing special, but he saved the world by killing dragons that made people miserable.

“This is Siegfried's Lightning Axe. It's been in his possession for generations. ”

The dwarf tilts his head and says,

“Siegfried? You mean Siegurd? ”

Then he opened his eyes with a shrugged gaze and said.

“What's a Lightning Axe, by the way? It's not that stupid and corny a name. It's the Kaijeriter, you idiot. ”

The fool says Albrecht approaches, grabbing the dwarf's head with one hand and raising it.

“Ouch! Archaeology! I'm sorry! ”

For a while, the dwarf struggles with the pain in his head.

Albrecht scolded, then jumped back into bed, and the dwarf held his head in agony for a while.

“Ugh!”

Albrecht glances at the dwarf and says,

“What's your name? I don't think it's a Dwarf. ”

The dwarf still holds his head and looks up at Albrecht with frightened eyes.

“Bae, Vervantos. ”

“Yes, Vervantos. Why is this yours? ”

A dwarf named Vervantos doesn't answer quickly, but thinks for a moment and says,

“If you are Sigurd's son, you are right. If not, it's ours. ”

“Who is this Sigurd? ”

“You're your ancestor, don't you know that? ”

Albrecht takes his hand back to Verbantos' crown, and he turns back, furious.

“Th-th-that, uh, mercenary Sigurd. The one who killed the evil dragon Baharius in the age of dragons. ”

Albrecht frowns and looks suspiciously at Bervantos.

When he told me what fantasy novel he was going to tell, I didn't know if I should continue the conversation before understanding it.

Albrecht decided to start with the realistic.

“What were you doing? No, I mean... Were you just traveling? Or did you come here on purpose? For what purpose?"

Vervantos looks at Albrecht with frightening eyes, not answering straight away.

“Well, I was looking for armor. The dragon woke up. I had to catch it. Your axe is one of them. ”

He said something like fantasy again. Albrecht frowns and clears his eyes and looks at Vervantos.

He opened up the possibility that he might be right very little and asked what he had always wondered about.

“This axe, I've broken and cut through dozens of shields and armor, and I've never left this one. How the hell did you do that? ”

Albrecht's words make Vervantos look like a "fool." I didn't say anything out loud.

“Of course! It's a weapon designed to kill dragons! Human-made shields and armor are broken and shattered, but there's no way a tooth can get out! We asked the Dragon Kaiserius to give us magic! ”

A weapon designed to kill dragons? But this time, there was a magic story. Albrecht had a bit of a headache.

“Magic? There's a wizard? ”

“Hey! How can a human do magic! ”

Albrecht raises his hand as Vervantos squeals. He flinches and keeps talking.

“Well, old dragons do magic. for example, to grow plants faster, to immortalize things, to move space. We can only use a little of that power. But there are very few left......”

Vervantos said as he finished his sentence, sadly depressed. And then I said,

“The axe was given to me by the Dragon Kaiserius. If the world goes to hell, the axe will be fine. And only the stuff that the dragon enchants can hurt the dragon. Other weapons don't work. ”

It's a wild tale. Albrecht is about to slip away, but Vervantos speaks of a far wilder tale.

“In the days of dragons, dragons ruled the world. We, the humans, the Elves, were all under the control of dragons. Of course, they didn't care about us at all, or there were many good dragons among them. The problem is, dragons fought with each other. Among them, the evil dragon Baharius was enchanted.

I drove the creatures mad and attacked other dragons, but some Orcs or Goblins are among them. Orcs are transformed by you Humans, and Goblins are transformed by us. ”

Albrecht is almost frozen. I simply opened my mouth and listened to him.

What are you talking about? Wait. Didn't the prophet Zairex clear out the Orcs and Goblins and build the Kingdom for the first time? Was it before that? ’

Vervantos continued:

“There was a Great War. Dragons burst into flames as if they were burning the whole world, and all kinds of magic turned the sky and the earth upside down. Among them, creatures made by the evil dragon Baharius could kill dragons. Baharius was winning while constantly rushing in and killing dragons. And that...

continued to drive the creatures mad, and then Sigurd, your ancestor's mercenary, appeared. ”

Albrecht was living his life until this morning, or before that. He led the knights around and returned for a few days.

A cool breeze in March touched the ball, and the warm sun was warming the world. The sea was still as cool as ever from afar, and the citizens were working vigorously. But a dragon all of a sudden?

As I was listening to the secrets or lies of this world, I even thought that this was a dream.

“Records show that Sigurd, the mercenary, tore up the continent and pulled the mountains, and if he did, he would have dragon power. And he took your axe, your shield against the fires of dragons, and went to Baharius and killed him. But the world already has Orcs.

Goblins were swarming, and even dragons fled to Dragon Land. We hid in the mountains, and the Elves fled south. ”

‘And did humans always suffer and are freed from the Zairex generation? Then he is truly a great hero. No, it's more than that. ’

Albrecht stares at the ground silently. Dwarves often try to seduce people.Are they seducing themselves?

Suddenly, he looked back at his life. You do the dirty work, you kill Eric, you get banished, you get lost, you go to war, you become lord, you save lives, you become guardian of the Holy Land. All of this seemed small and insignificant.

When I was a kid, I once wondered why I was so strong, but I just lived with it because I didn't have an answer.

Are you sure I'm the descendant of Sigurd? Was everything my father said true?

If Vervantos' words were true, a man named Sigurd, his ancestor, would literally possess the power of God himself beyond his own comparison.

Pulling mountains and tearing continents apart. There is no idle laughter.

“Hey, that. ”

Vervantos opens his mouth to Albrecht. Albrecht wakes from his thoughts and looks at him.

“Sigurd vowed to kill his descendants whenever the evil dragon awakened again. You can give me the axe, or you can come with me. ”

Albrecht stares at Bervantos without a word. Suddenly, there was a part of me that felt vague.

“Even if a dragon wakes up now, how do you know it's not evil? ”

Albrecht's words embarrass Vervantos.

“Oh, no, that's, I'm, uh, that's it. ”

Bervantos stutters and puckers his head. It looked a little cute when I saw it like this. I don't know how old he is.

He opens his mouth reluctantly as if to speak.

“We live on a high mountain. You need the power of a dragon to survive. There's a plant growing device, but the awakened dragon won't leave the nest on it. If we don't catch that dragon, we're all gonna starve to death. ”

It was the relative concept of evil or good. For example, in the case of the evil dragon Baharius Vervantos mentioned, we must fight for the humans, not for the Dwarves.

But in this case, it was only the Dwarves. Albrecht was human after all.

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