Albrecht's Chronicles

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As expected, Rosamund has led dozens of people, making it to Somerset a slow start.

Strong adult men were mostly dead or seriously injured, and most of the placenta was unwell or the elderly and children were mostly alive.

I really didn't know if it would take me a month to get to Somerset.

Albrecht had this experience when he won the Central War and went to Oberburn for the first time, so he came to his senses.

I picked a healthy adult men and distributed them in the order of the herd, saving as much plunder as possible for the hostiles.

Rosamund watches Albrecht carefully at his side, rolling up his sleeves and tying his head back, and then he starts helping people himself.

I helped distribute the food and took care of the wounded while polishing the cloth and bandages, and even the bandages that were covered in blood and pus were washed directly by those fine hands.

People called Rosamund the Angel, not the Queen. She just smiles whenever people call her that.

Heading to Somerset, the problem got bigger. Like a mobile rally point, refugees and Stragglers flock here.

The reason most of the Stragglers became bandits was so that they wouldn't starve to death in the void in an era without cars.

However, there are not many people who are told that Albrecht and Rosamund are feeding people, but they are on the verge.

I did not join the Stragglers, Refugees, or Empty Hands. Refugees were loaded with their food and property on donkeys or wagons carrying burdens. When they heard about the escape, they joined the procession.

The Stragglers have all joined us for some food, but I don't really want to know where they got it. There must be some terrible stories.

The number of marches to Summersect has increased, and hundreds of people have fallen. And there were more and more.

As more people grew, Rosamund helped people by eating less and sleeping less. Her beautiful face gradually fades away.

Albrecht thought he needed to think a little bit more about realistic issues.

Whether the target is lucky or incompetent, no one has pursued them for more than a week, but if you lead them all, they will catch up with you. What to do.

On the moonlight, Rosamund crouched, sucking blood and pus cloths and bandages from the cistern.

Albrecht glances at her from a distance, approaching and speaking.

“Is it worth it? ”

Rosamund looks up at Albrecht, smiling silently.

“I'm just doing what I can. ”

And I continued to do the laundry with a loud thump.

Albrecht went to her side and sat down, saying,

“If we do this, they'll catch up to us. Why don't you go to Somerset first? ”

Albrecht's words stir her head as she continues to do the laundry.

“I can't do that. ”

Albrecht sighs.

“Good is good, but we have to consider the real problem. If you get caught, it's all over. You can still ride ahead now. ”

She shakes her head again. I didn't really answer this time.

"He's a stubborn one. ’

But that stubbornness could be foolish or excessive. Albrecht gets up and thinks he needs to sleep.

As Albrecht goes to sleep, he hears the laundry still rolling in the back.

A week later, five days later, we were running out of food.

The eyes of the people grew increasingly desperate. Then a group of knights approach the procession from across the street.

The flag holding the rider was engraved with a silver dragon emitting a flame on its red background.

I can't tell if Albrecht is an enemy or an Englishman, but Rosamund, who has just arrived, shouts alongside Albrecht.

“Ecbert!"

“Sister!"

"Your sister?"

The man called Ecbert looks older than Rosamund.

He was as handsome as Silver Hair, but Albrecht thought only the handsome ones in this family would be.

Ecbert hurriedly approaches Rosamund on his horse, then hurriedly steps off his horse and hugs her.

Rosamund's face almost cried and hugged him. We hugged each other for a long time and then fell down. Ecbert regrets seeing his sister grow thin.

Then Albrecht said to Rosamund, knowing that Albrecht was looking down on his horse.

“This is……? ”

Rosamund smiles playfully and introduces them to each other.

“This is Albrecht. It's Albrecht, the Divine Constabulary. Saved my life. This is Earl Ecbert, my older nephew, Ohchon Chedford. ”

In Rosamund's introduction, Ecbert smiled awkwardly. Albrecht simply sighed.

Albrecht said first. I just wanted to get this over with.

“Albrecht, Knight of Calteren. Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. Just call me Albrecht. ”

It was a divine knight, and Ecbert knew who the guardian of the shrine was, Albrecht of Calteren.

I know it's ridiculous, but I just wanted to thank you for saving my sister's life, thinking there must be a story. I smiled kindly and told Albrecht.

“Greetings, Lord Albrecht. I can't thank you enough for saving my sister. Just thank you."

Ecbert looked back at his sister and said,

“I've rounded up about 3,000 soldiers. I collected supplies. I was stationed two days from here, and I ran as soon as I heard from my sister. First, let's go to the Garrison. I'll lead the people. ”

At Ecbert's words, Rosamund shakes his head with a bitter smile.

“I can't do that. People need me to take care of them. You wait at the encampment. ”

Albrecht is starting to become frustrated around this point. I just need you to listen to me.

Then a soldier in the procession hurriedly called out to Albrecht.

“Hey, Knight! Hostiles! I see them! ”

The soldiers say Rosamund and Ecbert are furious. Albrecht drives his horse to the rear of the procession, thinking it was just something to come.

Reaching the rear of the procession, you see some knights pointing this way and saying something. It's a long way, but given the speed of the procession, it's a long way to catch up.

I didn't seem to notice until I got this close because of the unique terrain in the area.

Through the hills of the night, hostiles reveal themselves, with dozens of knights and hundreds of well-armed soldiers.

Particularly surprising, many people looked like wildlings who were leaning on animal hide and spreading their heads.

Above all, there was a huge kiln that supported dozens of downward men, and the kiln door was open everywhere, so I could see inside. There was an unbelievable amount of weight in the kiln rubbing against the naked women.

The harsh limit did not seem normal to me. I couldn't seem to focus my fluffy red hair, my beard, and my fluffy eyes. Moreover, the armor was almost naked with a silk duvet.

Even Albrecht can't take his eyes off that bizarre giant.

“What the hell is that guy? ”

Ecbert came up to me one day and said,

“It's the Wild King's Lemon. He was originally an Earl in the Kingdom of Aqaten on the border with the wildlings. I've never seen it myself. ”

People panicked at the mere appearance of the Wild King Lemon. Screaming and slacking. Do we have to run now? If the horns get scattered, they can only be hunted.

When I ran away, I had little chance to live by keeping order and running as a group.

Albrecht takes another look at the Wild King's troops. He seemed to have followed his elites, not all of them.

Originally, they couldn't catch up with the queen by chasing her like that, but they seemed to have come prepared enough to chase her at once knowing she was leading the procession slowly.

Albrecht hurriedly told Rosamund who was next to him.

“Go to the garrison now. Follow the ball, Ecbert. ”

However, Rosamund insists that he is still unconscious.

“As I've been saying so far, I can't. ”

Albrecht yells, annoyed.

“Stop being stubborn! You fool! ”

I was startled by the sudden shout of Rosamund and the nearby Ecbert.

Rosamund looks at Albrecht with trembling eyes. It reminds me of when he rescued himself and escaped the forest together.

He was very strong, but surprisingly kind. I didn't realize if he was bluffing or real anymore, but he was attracted to Albrecht after all. But it seemed like it was over.

Rosamund smiles at Albrecht.

“You may not understand, but I can't leave these people behind. Go to the castle. You can take the bow. Nice to meet you, Albrecht. Goodbye."

With Rosamund saying, "You may not understand," Albrecht faints for a moment. And after a while, I was shocked to get hit in the head.

Albrecht has lived with contemporary values because of his modern memories of the Earth. And I've always done a lot of things that people in this world couldn't understand.

And I thought, rather than trying to understand them, I just put my faith in them. He always used to say that. ‘You may not understand.'

Whether Rosamund's actions are realistic, foolish, overzealous, or infinitely weaker than her own, she tries to defend her beliefs.

Even though Rosamund had no modern values, he felt it was better than having a contemporary memory of the Earth.

Albrecht looks like she's glowing. Her perfect and beautiful appearance felt like fireflies under the moonlight compared to her insides. She really is the most beautiful woman in the world.

What are you on the contrary? You said protecting the innocent and the weak is an honor and an obligation. You want to protect people as long as you can?

And Albrecht felt in his heart an explosion of conscience rebuking him.

"I can't afford it! You give your life for your beliefs! Coward! Coward! ’

Albrecht looks down at her with a hollow smile. And I said,

“No, I understand more than anyone. ”

Then he looked at Ecbert and said,

“Send soldiers to protect the people. ”

When he finished, Albrecht took his shield and flew the cloak that his mother had knitted for him, running toward the army of the Hundred Kings of Lemon. I will lay down my life.

Rosamund and Ecbert are stunned at the sight of Albrecht running to his enemies. What are you doing? Are you going to surrender? In this situation?

King Lemon's army is not particularly well-formed. I was just charged with the numbers, killing or disrupting people, and I was ordered to capture the queen.

But you see a knight coming at you from afar, riding his black horse, flying a black cloak. Is that an antirad?

However, he came running with his shield and axe in his eyes, but his energy was not a joke. As the knight approaches, you realize he's attacking, not the antiradiant.

Albrecht pushes Schwarz at full speed as he gets close enough. The soldiers are crushed and trampled.

“What the fuck! ”

The near-death soldier shouts while he's nearby. The soldiers who were far away were just confused about what was going on. Was the driver in the wrong horse accident?

Albrecht thrashes his soldiers with his running Schwarz. He takes a deep breath and screams when he loses his thrust.

“Look closely! I am Albrecht!”

When Albrecht's earth-shattering thunder erupted, the nearby soldiers felt deafened or terrified with a painful look.

Albrecht drives Schwarz outside his soldiers and starts slaughtering them with his axe like a storm.

Then all the soldiers realized the seriousness of the situation. But what do we do? Should we be in formation now? Orders?

Albrecht rushes back to the enemy knights without giving them time to think.

They were overwhelmed by this absurd situation, but soon came to their senses and rushed into one place.

Albrecht lunges bravely against dozens of knights.

“Bastards! I'll kill you!”

You raise the axe from the bottom to the top as you run. After shattering and dismembering everything, you cut down two knights in one fell swoop.

One of them flew away, cut his side wide, and the other one flew both at the same time.

Albrecht wields his axe vigorously without stopping there. Then, again, several knights died miserably. Without finishing there, the knights continue to die miserably and powerlessly.

You have to be strong enough to be strong, but only a few seconds later, when the twelve knights died recklessly, the rest of the Knights fled behind the soldiers for a while.

“Get out of here! ”

The refugees, Rosamund and Ecbert who were watching this scene from afar were all baffled. Dozens of knights are on the run, and one is after them now?

The knights are hiding behind the soldiers. What can I do? Soldiers were just dying without fail. A Knight Soldier, hundreds of soldiers fled from one man.

Albrecht is a ruthless soldier who, unwittingly, went out and killed the knights and saw Lemon the Wild King from afar.

He makes a face that looks like it won't burst red, then points to Albrecht and screams like it's torn to pieces to fit that huge size.

“Gimme! Gimme! ”

Then the wildlings started to make a move. One head was bigger than the other, and they rushed towards Albrecht with huge weapons like axes and swords.

Albrecht swings his axe at the same time and bashes two people in the head, but the wildlings who rush behind don't care and just swing the giant weapon badly and rush over.

I had always felt Albrecht was attacked by the poor in Loibeck City, but Albrecht could not help but attack his body without fear of death.

There are injuries in Schwarz, and Albrecht is starting to tear his armor and get hurt.

Dozens of wildlings have been slaughtered, but they continue to attack, screaming as if they have no fear at all.

“Aralalalalahit!”

“Queehaw!”

Schwarz is also fighting bravely with his owner, but he seems to be losing his marching horse. He steps back for a moment and leaps off Schwarz.

Then he slapped Schwarz's ass and sent him in the direction of the people led by Rosamund. However, Schwarz does not return. He wanders far and waits for his master.

Albrecht drops his shield. He grabs the axe with both hands and slays three or four people at once, but they really can't back off.

Eventually, Albrecht falls to the ground and the wildlings try to crush him with their bodies.

Albrecht breathes fire from his eyes and mouth as a struggle erupts from his heart.

“Out of my way!"

Then, with an unbelievable force, I pushed away dozens of wildlings who lived together.

At this time, everyone in this place opened their eyes wide and trembled at the unbelievable power of euphoria.

Then, with one hand, he swung an axe and began to bash his fist in the head with a bludgeoning.

The wildlings don't seem to rush in after a while, striking and killing. They're all dead.

Albrecht wakes up and looks around, literally piling up dead bodies.

‘60-70? I don't know.'

Albrecht breathes. Even Albrecht put in his best effort.

Driven by the wildlings' propaganda, knights make soldiers attack without attacking them.

But unlike the wildlings, the soldiers were terrified. He pushes his butt back, pulling out his spear without being caught.

Albrecht hurls his spear straight into the Gauntlet and rushes toward the soldiers.

As you swing the axe and swing your fist with the gauntlet, the soldiers begin to let go. Then the knights began to slay the fleeing soldiers with their swords.

“Anyone who escapes will die! Attack! You may throw down the spear! Push with your body!”

The knights have issued a ridiculous order. According to the knights, the wildlings' attack seems to work best.

They ran around on horseback like sheep and goats, beating soldiers, killing those who ran away, saying they weren't my life.

Soldiers rush to Albrecht with tears and die without hesitation, or die trying to escape, but before the Knights, Abigail's cycle unfolds.

But it really worked. Albrecht uses more strength to push the soldiers away than he does to wield his weapon, and his body begins to lose strength.

‘The moment you're determined to die for your beliefs, you're really going through hell. ’

Albrecht was born and felt desperate for the first time. Are we really going to die like this? I wasn't afraid to die. But not like this!

Albrecht had never relied on anyone in battle since he was born, but cried out his ancestor's name, looking up at the sky, pulling mountains and tearing continents apart.

“Siegfried, mercenary! Give me strength! ”

With both hands on the axe, I swiped towards the Wild King Lemont, screaming for the last time to shake the world.

The soldiers were literally torn apart. With some space, Albrecht leaps up and strikes the knight nearby.

Surprised, the Wild King hurls the naked women next to him barefoot, and runs away from the kiln, running hard naked into a huge body.

Then the knights started pulling out, and the soldiers started pulling out.

Only one man stands on the battlefield, and numerous enemies turn their backs and flee.

Rosamund glances at Albrecht with his eyes wide open, his mouth shut, and his tears unblinking.

Ecbert and his people simply cut the sign as if they had seen the coming of God. Many people looked at Albrecht on their knees, weeping and praying.

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