Otto sweeps the table with his arms and drops the stuff on the floor, with the exception of a glass of wine without saying a word.
‘It's Grandpa Sangmin. ’
I filled the glass with wine and had nothing to savor. The way the knights drank wine was simply to drink honey cakes. I drank two glasses and grabbed and tore each other's meat.
Adele Mar says with a mouthful of meat.
“Michael is the uncle of Manfred von Vanhenheim of the current week of the Banhenheim family. I can see you're a big adult in the family. Uh...... First of all, what kind of family is the Banhenheim family......”
To understand a man named Michael, I had to know the family name of Banhenheim. So Adelmar briefly explained the Banhenheim family.
The Banhenheim family was a bit unusual, but the territory was small, but all the men in the family were knights. And they made a kind of champion (the Great Warrior) family up for the lords' duel.
Duels in the north and the center crossed more than in any other area, so there were more than one or two families that were doomed one day. The Banhenheim family was a prominent champion family in the middle of this.
Among them, Michael was nicknamed 'Snake Sword’, and among his family members, he enjoyed fighting and killed many knights. In the middle, he was hailed as an almost unbeatable knight, and all the knights feared him.
‘Obviously, the skill of crossing the shield with the sword was like that of a snake. It was a masterpiece.’
“The problem is that Michael dueled out the king of Conrad who was our king. It could have been a duel, but after the king died, a succession blew up. ”
The war between Conrad and Leopold, which the refugee families talked about, was a war that began after Conrad's death. What surprised Albrecht, by the way, was that they thought their king was dead and could.
Albrecht saw that this world had gone from ancient to medieval. So there were still many tribal cultures left, and among them, the articles showed the characteristics of the warrior culture. A one-on-one, man-to-man, fair fight would have been a legitimate death even for a king.
Anyway, Albrecht asked Adelmar if he had any questions.
“Then why was the king fighting himself? Without a champion? ”
“I don't know the details. I hear it's a political issue with the government. Maybe he's pissed off. ”
Albrecht didn't fully understand it, but he thought Elisa could. If a man falls in love with a woman, what can he do? Then he died and the war broke out. Albrecht was confused whether this was a farce or a tragedy.
Adelmar continued:
“Anyway, the dead King Conrad had a son between him and the queen. I'm ten years old now. But King Leopold insisted that his son also had a share in the inheritance. Claiming to inherit the partition. That's absurd. ”
King Leopold's queen was King Conrad's aunt. In other words, the young king of Adelmar and Otto and the son of King Leopold had a five-village relationship.
In the north and middle of the world, split inheritance was a principle. However, the split inheritance was clearly forced to claim rights to five villages, not brothers and sisters.
When I started drinking, I naturally started talking about the war.
Then he asked about the fight that led to Adelmar's title as a vertical cutter, and Albrecht said dumbass. However, when he heard about the fight with Adele Marna Ottona, he reacted admiring the elongation.
Albrecht, who was naturally not interested in boasting, would have been drunk, would have liked the reaction of the listener, bragging hard.
“I like the title Knight King better than the title Vertical Cutter. ”
“Knight King!? What a fancy title! ”
Otto lets out a gust of fire from his nose.
“Huh! That's not the title I gave you. It was given to me by the people of Lloyd Beck. This title was won by killing a hundred mercenaries alone. Sooner or later, the rumors will reach here. ”
There were about 20 mercenaries, and the rest were stolen guild members. Of course, this was unbelievably great, but Albrecht, who became a drunk, ran to the end of the chief.
“Yo, a hundred mercenaries!? That's ridiculous! ”
Adelmardo, who looked at Albrecht in the eyes of admiration, thought this was absurd. Obviously, it didn't make sense.
After that, the alcoholic knights shouted, "No, it's true. Ask him." Then Albrecht praised Adelmar and Otto for saying nice things about what he said.
“But it's not easy to get summoned by a king and raise troops, and nobles are also very honorable people. ”
Obviously, the worshippers of this world did not listen to the king. You make excuses and don't call the troops at all, or even join them for a little while and then go back to your territory. But they gathered an army for the young king who had just ascended.
Despite Albrecht's compliments, they don't seem too happy. Adelmar reluctantly looks at Otto and says,
“The mother of the current king is Otto's younger brother. ”
“Ah.”
Calteren was a pioneer, and Burkhardt was married to the daughter of the indigenous chief. Albrecht didn't feel any inferiority there. But I thought this area was already intertwined with nobles.
Albrecht thought marriage was not so useless. Without any relatives, I wondered if they would have supported the current young king with their troops. Well, that wasn't up to Albrecht.
Adelmar cautiously said.
“Sir Albrecht... Can't you join us? ”
Albrecht thinks, "Of course it's not barefoot to join them." I told her I was paying her salary. However, this war has not yet been fought, and it seemed to be the stage of gathering troops and equipping supplies. Then at least next spring, we'll move our troops into battle. Joining us means leaving Lloyd Becky in the first place.
“I'm sorry. I can't. I have to go to a place called Penbach. ”
“What about Penbach……? ”
Adele Marna Otto did not know where Penbach was. I knew the name of the surrounding territory or region, but I didn't know if it wasn't near the name of the town. This era was poorly mapped, and I didn't know geography unless I was a merchant or priest from that region.
“I heard it's at the southeast end of the Middle East. I don't know exactly. ”
From the middle to the southeast was King Leopold's territory. Otto asked.
“May I ask why I'm going to Penbach? ”
Albrecht looked at the glass filled with wine and fell into his mind for a moment.
“I killed a man named Erik. He didn't do anything wrong. I asked my mother to deliver this to me before he died. All I know is that she lives in Penbach. ”
“Is Erik the knight? ”
Albrecht shakes his head.
“Just a commoner. ”
Adelmar puzzles.
“Why would a man who is not a nobleman or a knight...? ”
Albrecht just smiled for a moment. There is no concept of morality or ethics. These people won't understand.
“It's also a promise to me. I swear I will never kill an innocent and a weak man again, without a reason. ”
Suddenly, I remembered Ludgor's last words. Monsters like me, and fancy people like you. Yeah, I don't know about luxury. I have that kind of power, so I'm going to be extravagant.
However, Otto gets up from his seat and grabs Albrecht's shoulder with both hands.
“Excellent. Knight. ”
Otto was genuinely moved. Rather, Albrecht was embarrassed. Even Diego didn't understand why he was going to Penbach at first.
Albrecht smiled and said.
“Thank you.”
Since then, the three knights have been talking and drinking meat. After a long time, Adelmar falls on the table. Albrecht and Otto decided to break ground, and Otto told his underlings to take him to bed.
When I left the command barracks, I could see that the drink that started at lunch continued into the night. Torches were lit all over the garrison, and they were selling prostitutes, weapons, and other items to soldiers about when the merchants arrived.
Albrecht was led to a small tent and saw a cot. Albrecht lies in bed thinking.
Once upon a time, when I met the Devil who lives within me, Albrecht thought it was the old Albrecht. But it wasn't. Every human being was a demon in his heart. It was the "me" of the earth.
The demon was an indestructible being. The only way to avoid evil is to meet good people and connect good feelings.
Adelmar and Otto seemed to like each other. Albrecht had eaten for a long time and slept well with a smile on his face. Meeting good people was good for Albrecht.
* * *
Albrecht was so drunk the other day, he got up at dawn and was ready to leave for Penbach. I'm getting my gear and getting out of the way, but I was wondering if I could say hello to Adele Marna Otto. However, I approached Albrecht about when Auto woke up.
“I hope you make it to Penbach in one piece. And I don't want to meet your enemies. ”
Albrecht smiled.
“I don't want to see Adelmar or you as an enemy either. Bless your soul.”
Albrecht bowed lightly with respect. Otto also held a funeral opposite him. Albrecht rides on his horse, turning his horse to the south.
It was cold and warm when we left Otto and Adelmar's encampment. He was fortunate to travel on a winter journey.
A few days later, I cut off the grass that had been applied to the wound. The wound was still sore and a little hot and ticklish. The wound was too wrapped up. If the first aid is correct, it seems to be better to breathe outside air.
Then again, after a few homelessness trips south, I saw several ruined villages. Several bodies were also seen on the streets. I thought I might have died in defiance.
Is there a level to tragedy? We should be thankful that the massacre didn't happen. All the food, all the money. How are they supposed to live? Should I peel the bark of the tree and boil it or dig for grass roots?
Albrecht has a principle of helping the weak as far as he can go, not a saint. His nose was stone. The smoked herring had been eaten for a long time and was aged as hard bread and jerky. I had to save this for now, too. There was no town or inn to supply since the war broke out. Doubloons and silver coins became useless.
What can we do about this endless tragedy? They say they have modern knowledge of the Earth, but there's nothing we can do about it now.
It was fortunate that it didn't lead to a bigger tragedy while sharing a clumsy knowledge. Almost indestructible to Albrecht as an individual, but overcoming these problems was a completely different level of problem.
Then I suddenly remembered that history advances in stages and can be stepped on quickly, but I cannot jump. Then maybe we should start a unified dynasty. Why don't we at least get the country organized and secure right away? Even if it's not perfect, the next generation will take care of my problem.
But is there a real unification in this world? What about carnage or plunder in the unification process? How far will we unite? Can you do it?
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