Albrecht stood in front of Elisha's tomb and thought about Elisha the other day. Her breath and her hands, her lively but gentle personality. And the last words kept coming to my head.
"Albrecht, I love you. ’
It was not a situation to answer and there was no situation, but I regretted not being able to tell you that I love you. I want to put it in harmony, but nothing is right now because of the winter.
“Hi. I'm leaving. Goodbye."
Albrecht bids farewell to Elisha's tomb, then turns around and heads for Georg's mansion.
Albrecht was fully armed and hung from the saddle with supplies for his journey. Even his sword, shield, helmet, armor, circus, and cloak were repaired by Georg and cleaned as new.
What was unusual about Siegfried's lightning axe was that his father-in-law couldn't repair it. Clearly, the axe has scratches all over it, so it looks old, but the edges are sharp like new.
Albrecht was surprised that he didn't leave even though he split the flesh, bones and even armor of men.
The craftsman said it might be a Dwarf skill. Well, the sound of 'Elves and Dragons' is used as a tolerance in this world, but I've never heard a Dwarf enter it.
Albrecht has spoken. I see people showing themselves around me. Diego asked you to reconsider how many times. Albrecht told you to use the boat in the spring if the boat could sail, but Albrecht said he was just leaving now.
Albrecht was uncomfortable being in Loibeck City. Now I feel sorry for Elisha, but she fell in love with a woman and told me not to know her friend. Elisha died tragically, too. I felt like I could keep reminding myself of my ugly self in this city.
“Someday, we'll see each other again, won't we? Come to Lucretia anytime. If I'm not there, I'm in a town called Vivara. And call me if you need any help. I'll go to the other side of the world. ”
Diego struggled to say goodbye with a smile.
“Maybe I'll be in Calteren later? But I don't know where I'll be. Haha.I 'll find you when I'm bored. ”
Albrecht leans over the horse and hugs Diego goodbye. Elena, Martina and Anna hugged. They, Georg and their employees left the mansion and said goodbye to Albrecht. It was a mild winter when it arrived in December.
* * *
The area Albrecht is on his way to is not as cold as he thought, even in winter. It had a maritime climate close to the east coast.
Calterns where Albrecht lived were cooler in summer and warmer in winter than Korea on Earth. Rainfall was more of an annual choice than intensive howl.
In conclusion, it was warmer than the current winter, Korea, but it was certainly not a good day for homelessness. Without proper protection, it was good to freeze to death in my sleep at night.
No matter how monstrous Albrecht may be, homelessness has become somewhat unfamiliar. When I woke up at dawn, my body was frowny and stiff. However, I was able to recover in a few moves.
There was no reason for the words "viper." Going on a journey was hard by itself. Sleep is uncomfortable, food is uncomfortable, you can't wash up......
It was located on the border between the north and center, so it was heading south-west on its way. On the third day of my trip, I began to go dark and went off the road, wandering around the edge of the forest, looking for a place for homelessness.
‘I wish I had a big rock. ’
One thing Albrecht learned on his own journey was that under a big rock is the perfect place for homelessness. At least your spine is less cold when you sleep with your back against a rock. I liked it better when I was next to the river.
But I didn't see any rocks. I roughly settled down and tied the spikes to a nearby tree.
‘You have suffered. I'm sorry.'
I gently stroked the horse a few times and gathered the branches and leaves to light a campfire with flint.
She sits with her back against a large tree, wrapped in a cloak and a hood. Then he looked at the campfire and reflected on his old thoughts. I lowered my eyelid hoping to fall asleep.
But a long time later, I heard someone approaching me. Albrecht doesn't get up, but opens his eyes and looks at the approaching opponent from the front. A knight in shining armor and a scarf appears, carrying a shield in the light of a campfire.
He was a middle-aged man with dark brown hair and a hot beard. His eyes were bold.
“Are you the Knight King? ”
“But?”
“What a great title. A knight king.”
Albrecht stared at me with a look on his face.
“Do I have any business? ”
“I've come to kill you. ”
“Alone?”
“I see.”
You don't know me? Or maybe you came all the way out here to hire a knight to question us from afar and you just don't know it. Of course I wanted to.
“Did Gazellen send you? ”
“I see.”
“Huh, can I tell the client? ”
“That's for defending assassins. I'm a knight. If I was an assassin, I'd wait for you to fall asleep and attack. ”
Albrecht thought he was a knight. You stand up with your shield and axe.
“You don't have to make it clear. ”
The middle-aged knight draws his sword. I didn't have to talk to the two knights anymore.
The middle-aged knight lowers his posture and lowers his shield forward. Albrecht was intuitively a master when he saw the posture of the middle-aged knight. There was a level to the same posture.
A little nervous, you pull your shield up and down together. A middle-aged knight stabs you from underneath the sword as you approach. Surprisingly, he turned and slid the top of the shield as if it were a mudslide and aimed at Albrecht's face. Even Albrecht could not react to the series of movements so naturally and quickly.
Albrecht swiftly raises his shield, pushing it away and bowing his head. Then you pull the axe from the bottom to the upward oblique line.
Even if you block it with your shield, break it and lower your arm completely. But I didn't feel anything on the axe. The axe barks loudly in front of the middle-aged knight.
"What the fuck! ’
Albrecht knew how to spill his shield, but he had never imagined it to be so perfect.
Surprisingly, so were the middle-aged articles. I must have dropped my shield perfectly, but my arm froze. The target should attack directly through the cracks of the defense if the target is in great error, but it cannot.
The two knights confronted each other in admiration. Then Albrecht throws his shield to the ground and grabs the axe with both hands.
Albrecht thinks the battle with the shield is over without hesitation, knowing that he doesn't stand a chance.
He was confident that the weapon he wielded with his hands was faster and stronger than anyone else. But is it true? We've come to the conclusion of our encounter with the rest of the world.
It was definitely dangerous. One day, I thought I was too strong to die. Especially on a one-on-one basis. But now it was literally a fight to the death. My heart was beating like crazy and excited.
‘Whether I spill my shield or not, I will rip my back out. ’
Albrecht lowers his stance and approaches slowly first. The middle-aged knight suddenly came forward when he tried to swing a big swing just off the street.
Albrecht swings his axe with both hands. The user flinches. The target tries to get in with the thought of releasing a single arm without intending to shed its shield. Then a middle-aged knight's sword swiftly pierces into Albrecht's head.
The axe reaches the shield first. But he was right in front of Albrecht, the middle-aged knight's sword. At that instant, Albrecht tries to dodge behind his torso.
The axe breaks the shield and breaks the opposing Pokémon's arm, but the user's posture is damaged and the user's strength is reduced. A middle-aged knight's sword has been drawn from Albrecht's left jaw through his lips and under his eyes.
The moment one of the two knights crossed, I felt like I saw lightning flash and fade away.
The middle-aged knight staggered by the shock that spread to his flabby arms and ribs. I tried to force myself into a position, but I couldn't. Albrecht steps in and kicks an arm with a middle-aged knight's sword. You break your arm and miss the sword. The middle-aged knight looks up at Albrecht on his knees.
Albrecht said, bleeding from the wounds on his face.
“Excellent. Knight. ”
The middle-aged knight grinned. And my neck fell out.
Albrecht shuddered at the middle-aged knight whose throat had been cut. He must have worked on martial arts his whole life and had a lot of hands-on experience. But I risked my life without hesitation at the moment of battle. So did I.
Each other's lives were fought with each other's lives intact. And he won. How and where can we compare this feeling? I was just shaking.
< 27 > End