Albrecht's Chronicles

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After my first job with Rosamund, it's been three days. The day after the first day, she looks uncomfortable on her feet, but over time, she has become more and more active.

Albrecht got up at dawn and was fully armed with the help of Rosamund.

When I got all dressed up and turned around, she was usually awake in the morning, so she had her hair frizzy naked and her eyes half closed.

However, the beauty was not diminished at all. Rather, I felt endlessly cute.

Albrecht grabs her by the shoulder and kisses her. I wanted to keep training and attack her again, but I endured it. Time to go to work.

Albrecht took his lips off and said,

“I'll be back.”

“Yes.”

Albrecht leaves the tent. Rosamund goes back to bed and falls asleep.

William is waiting outside the tent. After the first week of training, he entered the second week of training, with his eyes wide and cheeky.

Hell training had already made him mentally and physically exhausted. However, his eyes seemed to see the light of a blade as light as a blade.

Meanwhile, Albrecht stops smiling as he combs his hair and straightens out his beard. He's a great guy.

Albrecht gives the axe to William, and he accepts. Owner's flags, large weapons, deputies, servants, or acolytes were heard.

Hermann carries Albrecht's ax like a feather, but he is heavy to William. Especially when it comes to the underworld training.

Albrecht walks aloud into an encampment not too far from the dawn fog, and William follows. Upon arriving at the rally point, there were 50 troops gathered.

All 50 of them were leaning against Halberd, holding a bow without protests in one hand. Everyone wears a sword Albrecht lowered around their waist, and a dagger around their belly.

They divided them into ten squads, a total of five, and at the end of the first week they had their squad leader elected.

Halberd is a difficult weapon to wield, and he cannot learn it well unless he is a Black Noble or knight. So Albrecht did not let them rest, but taught them weapons.

If they're done training, a squad can steam a knight. It would literally be a maneuvered special forces unit that has mastered comprehensive weaponry.

They all had the same eyes and cheeks as William, but their eyes were full of creepy lives. I think I've slaughtered Albrecht hundreds of times with my own eyes.

Albrecht smiles at them as he looks at them.

“Let's go, my weasels. ”

Albrecht leads them out of the encampment. Everyone followed Albrecht silently with their eyes wide open.

Albrecht had no training whatsoever. It was just a walk or a run in a reconnaissance and operations area. Most of them, of course, ran.

During the first week, I ran without sleep for two days, with one meal a day, and during the first training in the second week, I ran without sleep for three days.

It was a way to come back to the camp at night, put you to sleep, and immediately after that, you went back into training.

They were all hunters, so they were one finger in the forest, but it was impossible to run without sleep. Besides, on a rainy day, I thought I'd rather go to hell.

It's so sudden, "If you're a Guardian, you're a Guardian. I can't do this." People often came out saying, "Kill if you want to kill." Whenever he does, Albrecht just grins and pounds.

A colleague handed Halberd over to another colleague, put the spread on his shoulders, and continued the training. Those who spread shed tears. Everyone who took on a colleague became squad leader.

Albrecht always emphasized that they are one as a whole, not as an individual. I have a rule that no matter what happens, I will not abandon my colleagues.

The reason for this rule is that they will later have to have a showdown at the rally point, but they will always have to fight against the majority.

That's why it was wrong to start running away one by one, so that we could make each other completely rely on each other to fight.

I wandered through the forest, setting up various rallies such as the first rally point and the second rally point, and stockpiling supplies.

I've been gradually looking into the company of my enemies, and I have to go deeper into their territory if I'm going into operations.

I didn't have to teach you how to survive. There are no experts in survival like hunters in the forest. In that sense, they were more experts than Albrecht. I just let them interact with information they had.

When we got to rally point one, Albrecht said,

“Let's rest.”

According to Albrecht, no one sits breathlessly. They familiarize themselves with the crossbow and listen to Halberd.

It was lunchtime for a day, but the forest was still full of mist and plenty of moisture in the air. So the crew always carried the crossbow strap in their arms in a small box. I couldn't use the bow when the bow was wet.

You hear birds chirping in the tall, thick fir trees. Animals like weasels and squirrels fled from invaders without incident.

Immediately, a faint sound echoed through the forest. About the height when the knight sat on the horse, he tied a small log to a branch like a sandbag, and the crew swung Halberd.

Halberd was able to stab and slaughter everything, but if the hard reason for the stabbing is enough, it only weighs more than a spear and is less effective. So I needed to know how to swing, but it wasn't easy to hit the strike point accurately.

Albrecht has allowed his crew to learn the street senses by hitting, pulling, stabbing and shaking logs with halberds.

On one side, William wields his sword by himself. He was talented at swordsmanship, but Albrecht had already raised Randolph, so he seemed ordinary.

Albrecht simply glances at their training. Then I moved my head and looked around the forest slowly. It was like a bird sitting on a branch from afar was laughing at you. Albrecht is wet with strange emotions.

It was damp, but I felt uneasy with the sweat. But the forest air was refreshing. What should I use to express this feeling of freshness and awkwardness? Was there a word for this feeling?

I traveled mainly alone in the north and middle. And every night, I looked at the Crucible Milky Way to comfort my heart. I crossed the eastern continent and occasionally thought about the sun.

And here in Anglia, I think I've spent a lot of time in the poisonous forest. But the forest gave him no comfort, no room for contempt.

Suddenly, I remembered Rosamund. Yeah, you met her in the woods. Albrecht smiles quietly. The feeling of awkwardness disappeared.

The rally point totaled seven. And each rally point, until the crew took their first steps, was deep in the forest where people of this age had not yet been allowed to set foot.

With the exception of the 1st and 2nd rally points, all five rallies were located deep within the enemy, and the task was to prevent the enemy from taking command or route.

When the enemy chases you, you will be charged with pulling back to the rally point by saving your superior manpower in the forest, hitting the supply and cutting off your enemies while repeating to come out again.

If an enemy enters a major search operation, they either move to the 1st or 2nd rally point and retreat to the garrison or join another squad.

After the second training in Week 2, I returned to the encampment. There were torches lit all over the camp because it was night.

The eyes of the crew, including William, seemed to be out of focus due to the rotten paternity of his eyes. The guards stare pitifully at their men. This is crazy.

Albrecht looks at the crew and says,

“Don't sleep outside because it's hard. Go back to your tents. You're almost there.Rest all day tomorrow. If you want meat or anything else, you can tell William and he will give it to you. Good work, everyone."

Then he took the axe from William and headed for the queen's tent. Behind you is William's reproach.

“Crawl in quickly when you say a good word. Motherfuckers, I'm gonna search you, too. ”

In pursuit of a clean appearance, he had an odd charm to his mouth. Albrecht smiles.

And now Albrecht is getting tired. Not the other way around, but Albrecht couldn't sleep either.

But if you want to outrun your opponent during a siege, you have to exert mad Stamina above all else.

As you enter the queen's tent, the bathtub is filled with water. Rosamund seems to be sitting on a chair, writing down a list of relief supplies on paper. She smiles brightly as soon as she sees Albrecht.

"Albert!"

‘I live in this flavor. ’

Albrecht also smiled brightly. Rosamund helps Albrecht take off his armor.

She ran for three days without washing, sweating and smelling really bad, but she didn't like the color.

Well, she was a woman who took care of the horrible wounded and washed her blood with her bare hands and bandages.

Albrecht dresses completely and submerges himself in the bathtub. The tiredness pushed all at once. I just wanted to sleep like this. Albrecht suddenly smiles with his eyes closed.

‘Rosamund, you can only leave tomorrow. You're going to have to die. ’

Whether she knows Albrecht's dirty thoughts or not, she diligently wipes her boyfriend's wide back.

Spent a full day with Rosamund, and the next day came the last week of training. Now I would run around awake for a week. Albrecht was somewhat nervous.

Albrecht, fully armed, left for the rendezvous at dawn. The crew is assembled. Albrecht looked closely at one of them.

Living young eyes seemed to gradually shrivel into something. I'm just looking at myself, and I feel something.

Unlike the Knights, they were raised by themselves from the beginning. I had attachment, but it was not very revealing.

Albrecht dares to look at them and say,

“I won't sleep for a week this time. ”

Surprisingly, the crew was not that surprised. Looking at their faces, they said, ’That's what your son does.'

Albrecht smiled and said.

“Let's go, my weasels. ”

Albrecht leads, the men follow, and William follows behind. I wish I could make a soldier, but unfortunately Albrecht was not very talented that way. However, there was a slogan.

Albrecht spoke boldly.

“God save the queen. ”

Then the crew did not shout aloud, but just confidently.

“God save the queen. ”

Albrecht begins to jump. The crew begins to run, 52 men running through the mist from the dawn.

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