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Even if I knew the existence of Bervantos, I couldn't go to him right away. Like when I left Zairexl, there was still work to be done here.
Ecbert and Aethelwulf have not returned yet. When they returned, they were able to declare the end of the war as general commanders and disband the army.
Above all, even though I couldn't taste the sweetness of the honeymoon, I was going to get married.
I heard the dwarves are about to starve to death. I remember when I first came here around the end of March, but it was mid-June. I'm sorry for the Dwarves, but I think they've all starved to death. I didn't know if there was any stockpile.
“Are you sure you're going after the dragon? Was it true?”
After sending Cecilia out, Rosamund sat across from Albrecht and said, Albrecht wipes his embarrassed forehead and says, "I don't want to see her, I just want to look at the table."
“I'm sorry. A promise is a promise. I'm getting married. It'll be fine. I'll be right back.”
Rosamund glances back at Albrecht and says,
“A dragon is no big deal? If this is the real dragon of legend, he could die. Albert. No, is it really possible to catch it? ”
Albrecht doesn't lift his head. There's nothing to talk about. A choice between love and promise.
Who would have expected to meet a lover who would love even if only when he came here? It came to me that the world was unfamiliar. Albrecht is almost a god of battle, but not a prophet.
Albrecht looks guilty and doesn't look up. Rosamund glances at Albrecht for a moment, grabbing his hand and saying,
“Then we're even more together. If you die, I want to die with you. I can't leave him alone. You said you needed a bow? You can't pull it unless you're from our family. Come with me."
Albrecht is speechless at the words of Rosamund. I felt overwhelmed. I saw her with a slightly crying face.
Stay here. "I'll go alone," he said, but it seemed unnecessary.
Albrecht was the strongest man in the world, but he was also a man. I left the world in agony, and met her, realizing that I wasn't alone.
Rosamund also relied on Albrecht, suffering from real-life problems. Albrecht felt that the people he really loved were in touch with each other, so he relied on each other.
And I thought to myself, How much does this woman love me? How much can I repay you for that?
Albrecht grabs Rosamund's hand without a word and sits on his knee. And then I made fun of my dirty hands.
“Mi, are you crazy? My brother's here. ”
“Hey, Town! ”
Now, the 20-year-old gives Rosamund a little more strength, making it sound like you. Rosamund laughs and mocks Albrecht for being a fool. Then they went to bed.
Albrecht stepped out of the tent in a light rosamund and a tunic with a sword at his waist.
The war must be over, too. You wandered around the garrison without taking a ride on Schwarz. Soldiers were still sorting out the loot.
The classification in the combat area was classified by type and is now being categorized to distribute.
The world did not yet have a significant difference in economic development levels among regions, and Anglia was somewhat underdeveloped.
Given the lack of development of money economies such as doubloons and silver coins, it seemed to be distributed and brought to the territory.
Knights used to write their own good equipment, and the rest would be melted down to make farming tools or supplies.
The battle was a major war Anglia had never seen before, and the loot was substantial.
Iron and horses were in the era of strategic weapons, so imports and exports from countries were limited considerably, much less strategic weapons.
The June sunshine warms up and the breeze sweeps through the grass around the camp. Apart from the soldiers, people were working hard to do their jobs here at the Garrison.
He built a garden, shared food like milk and cheese with his neighbors, grinded wheat, and kids were running around playing.
If it wasn't for the tent, it was more like a colony of people than a military garrison.
Whenever Albrecht passed by people, they looked at him with an awe-inspiring look, but they felt fortunate not to run like the Eastern Continent. Albrecht just smiled.
I went to see how the rangers were doing, and I suddenly saw Cecilia. A cute girl approaches them, not when they don't fit in, and rangers sit or stand, laughing at her.
“I've never lost a run in the woods. You can't do that to me. ”
Seeing Cecilia as if one of the rangers was cute, he smiled and said.
“Haha, but we're weasels? A man cannot defeat us in the forest. She's a human being.”
Cecilia frowns slightly at the Ranger's words. I thought he was teasing me about being young.
“Weasel? You look human to me. ”
“Some monster turned us into weasels. Now I can't lose if I want to run in the woods. ”
Albrecht is startled and quickly approaches them. It was because I didn't know what those loudmouths were gonna say to the kid to be expelled.
“Cecilia, come here. They're dangerous people.”
What the hell did Anglia look like, so I couldn't find a nanny to babysit her. Heard Cecilia came to the garrison with only a few knights. It was a dangerous thing to see.
It may be called the royal family, but I thought people would just follow them around and actually be poor enough to slap Calteren. When I went to Heldenburg Castle, I saw a lot of my own people.
Cecilia looks at him as Albrecht calls out. Albrecht hugs Cecilia. Unlike the others, a Ranger was pulled out.
“No, sir. Even if we were, would we be the most dangerous people in the world? ”
Albrecht frowned and said.
“Don't talk nonsense. If you have nothing else to do, go help the soldiers. ”
“We don't do that. ”
Albrecht doesn't want to see them spread out or standing around.
They may have loosened their weapons too much, but they were the ones who were put on the most dangerous missions after the most brutal training.
It was Albrecht's policy to allow him to rest freely, almost indefinitely.
Albrecht leaves with Cecilia in his arms. You hear the Rangers giggling behind you.
Cocky bastards! Maybe we should start training again! ’
After the war, there was nothing to torture but training. And now, with personal urgency, there was no time to train.
While looking around the encampment, Cecilia held Cecilia with one arm, and she stared at Albrecht and said.
“They didn't seem like bad people. ”
“I didn't say they were bad people. Dangerous people.”
“Why are they dangerous? ”
“Just. Come on. They killed a lot of people. It's not murder because of the war, of course, but if you kill people...”
Albrecht spoke up and thought he didn't have anything to say to her. What the hell am I talking about?
And to think, the one who killed the most people in the world was himself. According to this logic, the Ranger was right.
“Well, that's just it. ”
Eventually, I was overwhelmed.
“Mmmm…"
Thankfully, Cecilia didn't ask any more questions. She seemed to think for a moment. Then he pointed with his finger to see if he had found anyone.
“Who is that? In front of Harold. ”
It's William. He's standing on the sod belt with his hands clenched, and, as always, there's a so-called Kanji. You seem to be having a conversation with Harold.
“It's William, my deputy. But, uh, he's not such a good kid either......”
In fact, in this world, in this era, knights or soldiers were not good for children. While the vertical differentiation was slowly occupying the rank or occupation, the correct horizontal differentiation was still a long time away.
For example, in the case of administrations of territory, priests often worked more as administrative bureaucrats than worshippers. Thomas did it in Oberburn. Even as an investigator in Carpen, he operated exclusively under Albrecht.
Despite the old fist administration, the terrible part was that knights, soldiers, thugs, mercenaries, bandits, and robbers were all wearing one leg.
I saw with my own eyes what the soldiers who poured into Hyveron from the eastern continent had done. The children who went into the villages and killed men and raped women, trembling in the corner and watching.
Of course, Albrecht's knights and soldiers were at their best, but in a way, they were fifty-five hundred. I didn't think their past would be so clean except for Randolph.
Nevertheless, Albrecht did not despise them. The past wasn't clean from me. He didn't stand up to anyone.
I just thought it was important how I was living in the present. Thinking about the future and cultivating evil were beyond their capabilities. I was able to prevent it from being stamped with appropriate rewards and force.
Anyway, it didn't seem like I needed to get close to the people who made killing people my business.
“Introduce me. I want to say hello.”
But I couldn't think of a reason to say no. After all, Cecilia was royal, and I thought it would be good to have some ties with the lord, knights, and soldiers.
Albrecht trembles, but hugs her, reaching for William and Harold.
“Huh? You're Princess Cecilia. ”
Harold looks at Cecilia, politely leaning back and bowing slightly.
“It's been a long time, Harold. Thank God you're okay. Thank you for fighting for Anglia. ”
Albrecht had just heard Cecilia and suddenly felt that people here were always saying, "For Anglia."
If it was the North or the Central, I would have said "for me."
Albrecht thinks for a moment, but Cecilia stares at Albrecht. I felt like I was going to ask you to introduce me.
“William, say hello. Princess Cecilia. This is William, my deputy. ”
Unlike Harold, William leans over and speaks softly, raising his head.
“It's an honor to meet you. Princess Cecilia.”
“Nice to meet you. Sir William, your hair and your beard are stunning. ”
Cecilia didn't seem to mind William's attitude. Albrecht seems to like meeting people, but after meeting a lot of different people, he seems to have developed something like immunity.
William was looking at Cecilia with the expression, "What does a princess have to do with me if you're a princess?" Cecilia was just looking at William. It was an awkward atmosphere.
Albrecht felt embarrassed for no reason. The social system was outdoors.What can I say? That's why he wasn't supposed to meet the knight.
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