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Albrecht feels the warmth of Rosamund and sleeps tightly. There was Iliya between Rosamund and I couldn't figure out why she came all the way out here and interfered with Albrecht's lively marriage.
Albrecht got up at dawn, put on his armor and went out of his tent with the help of Rosamund and Illudia. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was full of black clouds from the dawn.
Soon it snowed and began to cover the world. People hurried to prepare and dress up for roughly breakfast as they were used to being locals.
Albrecht climbs up to Schwarz and leads the way. Then I looked up at the sky. A thick snow was pouring out without a hitch.
The rain felt as if the clouds were throwing up their tears and hitting the world loudly, the eyes of the cloud felt as calm as the sadness and hahn. Cloud, what is so sad?
The wind doesn't blow, and the snow doesn't blow all over the world, but it seems to resemble the silence of the Northmen.
Seeing the snowy scenery in a comfortable house would have been spectacular, but it was not so pleasant for someone who was traveling.
Of course, it was much better than raining and the ground became muddy. Moreover, when it snowed in cold regions, it felt warmer than usual. Not because I felt it, but because I really felt it.
The endless snow that filled the sky and the earth tried to cover the world with white silence, but the sound of Albrecht and people treading on their eyes and cart movements broke the silence of the world.
Albrecht walks alongside Rosamund at the head of the procession, and when he looks back, many warriors follow him out of his mind. No, they were all following me.
I heard that if you don't like it, you'll follow Albrecht and take care of it when the contract expires. Albrecht thought that would be good, too.
Anyway, there is no looting in Halstadt. If the will had been conveyed enough, that would have been enough.
He had not yet been formally hired to pay his salary, and for now Karagatra had to go to the northern coastal city, recruit ships during the winter, and then go to Halstadt in the spring.
It was then that I was hired as a worker to pay my salary and provide land for farming and support for settlement. Until then, the warriors had time to gather the families to move or prepare themselves.
Albrecht suddenly raises questions and looks back and asks Hrohl.
“What kind of man rules over Karagat? ”
Hrrolf walks on his horse and talks about the furry eyes on his beard. Albrecht saw it and touched his beard for no reason. It was not as plentiful as the Northmen, but rather warm.
“A man named Shigelard, I hear he's been in Karagat for generations. I've never heard of his bravery, but I've heard he's well defended against the invasion of the Northmen around him. ”
In other words, it was reliable as a ruler. Above all, the world was protected by the virtue of its rulers, whether in the North or elsewhere.
Albrecht nods and continues walking. If there is a conflict, I thought about how to deal with it. I couldn't just kill them all.
It was lunchtime while walking for a long time. Hrrolf says Karagath is only a few minutes away, so he suggests we continue on the road, rather than eating. Albrecht accepted.
No matter how cloudy the sun rises late and sets early, the world brightens brightly, proving its existence beyond the clouds.
Then you begin to see the sea far away, and you see Karagat at the headquarters of the narrow strait.
Karagat's location was likely to be the bay, even though the headlands are close to the shores of the sea. Albrecht had no idea what to call this terrain.
Karagat is located on flat ground, but is surrounded by high mountains just behind or around it. I thought it was Heaven Hye's Keep because it seemed hard for the army to approach, or the road the group were on.
This era has not yet developed enough architectural technology, so it is dangerous without the geopolitical benefits of natural terrain.
And unexpectedly, there were people outside of Karagat. The man in the front seemed to be the commander, but he seemed to be the Shigelard he had heard from Hrrolf.
A skilled engineer wrapped in a fine, tanned leather garment in a black cloak that lowers all the way down his feet. He still has grey wolf fur around his neck, giving him a combat edge and a sense of finesse.
He was a middle-aged blonde, with a small scar on his face and a light green eye that looked solemn. The beard was also braided long enough to cover the neck abundantly.
Albrecht steps forward as he approaches.
“Welcome, mercenary. I'm Shigelard Landverson, the ruler of Karagat. And this is my wife Brunhild, and this is my son Ragnar. ”
In Shigelard's introduction, his wife and son leaned forward and politely bowed. His wife was quite beautiful, and his son looked only five or six years old, but his eyes were flashy and he had a gun.
The snow was still rolling down, and Albrecht was like a heavenly warrior, dressed in golden armor, guiding his people down in the clouds. Nevertheless, Shigelard did not frown upon it, but greeted it accordingly.
The people of the city behind Shigelard saw the rumored assassin and dozens of Egil's warriors in succession.
Ragnar, the son of Shigelard, looks up at Albrecht with his bright eyes after greeting him. His eyes were blue, similar to his mother's. I felt a chubby cheeks that were less fat.
Albrecht stepped down from his horse and thanked him for his hospitality. The opponent accompanied the family and set an example, but he also wanted to show a reasonable example. Albrecht steps off the horse and Rosamund steps down.
“Thank you for your hospitality. I am Albrecht of Calteren. This is my wife Rosamund from Anglia. I didn't mean nothing by visiting Karagath. I'm going south to Halstadt in the spring to recruit ships. Until then, I just want to lose in peace. ”
Apparently there are hundreds of warriors, so the purpose of the visit was clear. For cities such as those in the southern North District, an army of this size could not even enter the city.
Albrecht also gave an example, and Shigelard smiled favorably. He was worried about what would happen if Albrecht was a terrible man. Rumor has it, he didn't seem like the type of person who could do anything by locking the door and hanging on.
He came out of the city and welcomed them, a bold gesture with a lot of worries. It was a kind of a battle. Since Albrecht has a legendary reputation, there is no dishonor in going out there.
“Then I will personally escort your inner and outer selves. Come with me. ”
Albrecht and Rosamund follow Shigelard, holding fast. Shigelard's manners remain unchanged, and he guides you by Albrecht's side.
As Albrecht entered the city, he was surrounded by thick, sturdy trees from the northern Gulf, and dug up a moat with no water outside. If you hadn't left the door open, I would have eaten a child, but I thought it was a good thing.
Inside the city, there was a big road in the middle, and there were treehouses full of people.
Because it snowed for more than half a year, everyone had sharp roofs, and the end was long, so the snow did not stack properly on the roof, and most of them were still on the ground. Even though it snowed a lot, I had to clean the roof periodically.
Many houses were hanging with a round shield, meaning that the free folk lived in them. The free folk used to mean that they were warriors who could fight in combat, even if they usually worked in a career.
“Hiic!”
“Dwarves!”
“My God! Ferdin! ”
Behind Albrecht, you hear people startled by the dwarves. It didn't bother me much. When I saw Anglia and the newly joined warriors, I thought they would adapt in a day or two, even if it was a week. It's going to be a problem.
The dwarves wax at the surprised people and giggle even more. He teases those who are frightened, saying he knows why Vervantos often goes out into the human world.
“What's that? The head of the dragon!”
“You really caught a dragon! ”
Later, people saw the body of the dragon and acted strangely. Ragnar held Mother's hand and looked behind him, looking up at Father.
“Father, I want to see a dragon too. ”
Shigelard frowns. Albrecht is by my side, so I scolded him briefly.
“Don't be rude. ”
Albrecht smiles and says.
“I'm fine. I understand your curiosity. Let me see.”
Shigelard smiles, lowering his head slightly at Albrecht, and stares terribly at his son.
Ragnar runs back and looks at the dragon's head, even as he flinches.
“Wow!”
Ragnar's mouth is not shut, and so are the townspeople crowded around him.
Ragnar looks down at the dragon's head, turns his head, and walks into the ballroom to see Albrecht.
Do you think he really breathed fire when he was alive? How did he catch such a big dragon? How strong do you think they need to be? How strong is he?
There were many legends about mercenaries in the North, but many people regarded them as stories they had heard when they were young.
But with the evidence in front of him, Albrecht, his wife and seven warriors' stories were legendary but not legendary. It was just something that happened a while ago. It's just a simple fact, but the urban people seem to be overloading their brain for a while.
The Grand Hall was the home of the larger Longhouse and the living space of the Shigellard family, ruler of the city. It was also a place for free people to gather for meetings and trials, and a place for banquets in the name of God.
There was an elongated table at the top, surrounded by other long tables centered around the furnace.
In winter, Shigelard held a banquet of meats such as whales and elks with Albrecht. Albrecht also replied with dragon meat.
In the meantime, I bathed in warm water and attended the banquet in the tunic he gave me.
Albrecht sat on his seat with his wife, who was equal to Shigelard. Warriors who attended the banquet quickly started chattering and drinking and grabbing meat.
Shigelard and Albrecht have been drinking and drinking for several times. And I continued to drink the poisonous honey liquor and eat the meat.
“From what I hear, you're a Southern giant who tramples and tears people apart. Is that correct?"
Since the banquet started, I've been drinking a lot of alcohol, so I've been drunk since Albrecht, Siegelard, and I've been saying things without any blindness.
“Perhaps you're right about me. ”
Albrecht nods and answers Shigelard's question.
“This is amazing. All the Southern women I know don't have macarons, but I think the killer is a North-East bloodline. ”
Shigelard cries out after drinking. Brunhild grips his arm slightly, as if it were drying out his husband. But Albrecht didn't care. And maybe Shigelard was right.
The dragon said it was mortal magic, but it never touched it. At least it was a descendant of Siegfried. Siegfried was a northern name for Siegurd.
“I think you're right, too. Perhaps I am the descendant of Siegfried the Slayer. But not all Southerners are without Mackerel. You should be careful with knights, too. ”
Shigelard quickly realizes that his wife made a vow a short time ago. That's why I decided not to say any more regional words in the southern province of North Guinea.
Albrecht and Shigelard have been disconnected for a moment. However, he continued to party more and more frenzied.
On the table was a mess of spilled liquor, vomit, and meat, and some just fell on their heads. I could just pee in the building, and I could see some warriors tangling with the women in the corner.
The stench trembles. Warriors fight like beasts in battle, but they are only beasts when they play.
Albrecht thanks you for your hospitality, but he wants you to take your place soon. You turn your head to look at Rosamund. She was still 16.
‘Oh, this is a bit...'
From the outside, Rosamund seems to be eating meat or liquor without caring at all. As I felt Albrecht's gaze, Rosamund looked at his husband. Then he just smiled without saying anything.
Albrecht apologized to his wife in a different way. Not this......
However, it was not polite for the landlord to bring it up before digging up the banquet. Albrecht had no choice but to endure it because he had developed an unusual amount of manners in the Northern Hemisphere, and Shigelard made an astonishing sound.
“Since the banquet has just begun, I'd like to introduce you to some people. ”
Albrecht is stunned and speechless. The next time the Northmen asked for a banquet, they decided that they would definitely refuse.
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