The modern technology of the earth, the human mind and the mind, that launches spacecraft with the blazing flames that make even dragon breath colorless, and looks at the microscopic world in search of the source of existence.

There was a discipline in the analysis of the mind and dissection of the mind, but the more I dug, the more I freed my mind and mind.

Do we really think and act as a result of hormone chemistry? Is there really nothing beyond that? Do Humans have souls?

Artistic thinkers used to make people fall into nothing. At the bottom of the void, there is only horrifying despair and the wandering of a lost self.

Common words used to describe humans as reeds swaying in front of the wind. Albrecht was the same.

Then, what keeps you from being shaken? Is it a firm belief or a stubborn regret?

Albrecht plunges deeper and deeper. I recalled what I had seen, heard and felt in my life, and I stuttered, one by one, as if it were from where they came from and how they came into me and evoked what emotions they had.

I thought that anger, hatred, love and compassion could now be used as tools. But is it true? Albrecht was young, and the world had no idea.

The sky was no less clear, and the white clouds were just peacefully rich. The clear sunlight in the afternoon looked at Calteren with a warm gaze.

From afar, Hoen-Carltern Castle was like a crown on Mount Hoen-Carltern.

Overall, it looked grand, rugged and sharp. Resistance was dominated by sharp defensive towers on every corner, and was both defensive and unexplained.

If there is a gender in the castle (), then surely Hoenkaltern Castle is a male. To put it this way, I felt like a young but well trained and experienced knight.

The sun shines on Albrecht's chamber. It didn't fully illuminate where the light couldn't reach, just brightening the shadows.

Richard is polishing and applying whale oil to the sword of Illudia, and Einhart sits in a corner with parchment on his knees, yawning with a pen in his hand.

Albrecht stares out the window in the light, a street not visible to the average person, but visible to Albrecht.

There was a fortress blocking the entrance of the mountain, and it was clear that there was an orphanage near the fortress and Rosamund running around with the children at school.

There was no such thing as an orphanage, no such concept. Most orphans were starved to death, sold into slavery, or just lived like slaves.

The Monastery was occasionally raised by orphans, but there was no place to raise them except orphans.

Albrecht's gaze at Rosamund did not contain the passionate love he had when he was 20. It was also the eighth year of my marriage. It was almost 10 years old.

When she didn't listen, she was a little annoyed and annoyed, but if she was still watching her, she was still warm by herself.

Although the name was a school, it was not mandatory education, so very few ordinary people sent children to school.

In the beginning, Rosamund also actively insisted on building a school for Albrecht to raise orphans.

The school Albrecht once founded in Hamelstrom was for military purposes only, to cultivate high-end personnel. But she didn't set up the school for that purpose.

It will be to soothe your natural goodness and compassion, and your empty and insatiable heart.

Albrecht was 27 one day, Rosamund was 23. Albrecht's birthday was March 21, and Rosamund's birthday was May 12. It was February, and they still had no children.

It's been a year since I wiped out the Bedouins completely. Albrecht made his way across the Ems River. The Ems River was originally the northern border with the territory of Vidoukin.

It was difficult to settle there because of the vast expanse of forests, and there was a slight elevation to the south of the sea, which faced the sea to the west and the mountains surrounding Anglia to the south.

Albrecht called the area Gautingen and appointed Wilhelm as the Gautingen Change Bag. It was a hardly developed area and needed a lot of support.

With the money I sold to the Bedukind slaves, I made the livestock graze in bulk at heights and led the Bedukind prisoners to the mines of gold and silver jewels in the forest.

Moving people around, lumbering them, selling timber, inviting mining technicians to develop large gold, silver and jewelry mines.

Rather than enslaving them, they paid the miners and put them to work, creating a consumer class to form villages and markets.

I searched the defensive terrain myself and designated a place to build a castle. Albrecht saw the humble but happy wedding of Wilhelm and Cecilia and returned to Caltene.

Randolph, Hermann, Jurgen and Wilhelm returned to their own lands, and Hrrolf and Gunnar were developing cities east of Calteren. The Knights led the immigrants north.

Albrecht was finally at peace throughout the North, from the East Sea to the West Sea. Along a large road along the Büser River, he crossed the river and connected the continent across from one another, like an aorta.

The merchants said Anglia to Halstadt, and they pioneered on the mainland as if they were red blood cells transporting oxygen.

When taking the main road, tolls were paid only to Albrecht, so the prices of goods were significantly lower. Since Albrecht held the North in one hand and eradicated the war, food production naturally increased.

Albrecht had a lot of money poured out, and he rewritten it. It was mostly used to support the east and north developing new territories.

However, as the day grew different, Albrecht gained comfort as he saw the people living in a lively place.

It wasn't all for nothing. No matter the belief, motive, or how it was triggered, I felt a little at ease that the past war was not meaningless.

However, there were still some things left to do. The central problem. Albrecht's war is still ongoing.

Albrecht took his eyes off Rosamund entering the building, holding hands with the children.

“Richard.”

Richard replied right away. Then quickly wipe off the sword, put it in the sword, and stand up.

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

“What's the trend in the middle? ”

“Reports of knights patrolling the central part of the day, along the Buzzer River. We don't have any contact yet. ”

Albrecht heads to the cabinet by the bed. I opened the cabinet, and there was a pipe cigarette. I pressed the tobacco leaf into the pipe and said.

“Balthazar?”

“The lords seem to be passive. You were right. Since we disbanded our troops, the lords are being modest about the Union. ”

Albrecht takes the wick to the candle, lights it, and burns the pipe to the ground.

Immediately, smoke burned out of Albrecht's mouth. The smoke floated unchecked and became clear by the sunlight from the window.

A man named Balthazar formed an alliance against Albrecht. However, as Albrecht expected, the Feudal Lords did not actually raise an army easily.

They didn't want to give up the army, noticing to the end like rats. Albrecht disbanded the army when Albrecht was completely calm and tense in the north.

Then, as if waiting, the central lords just locked the door, and the alliance became famous.

Still, Balthazar gathered 3,000 troops, and as Philip did, he began to control the troops through pruning.

He took command of the training and slowly recruited the lords with all kinds of irony and threats.

The lords who had lost their armies could not go back, but were simply tied up to wage war against Albrecht.

I can't give it back, but they followed Balthazar, wanting his army back.

Albrecht is lost in thought. Which way should we hit it? Long conquest across the North means that the front is that long.

It was bordered to the west by Belés and Anglia, and to the center and east by the center.

He mustered his troops and marched down to the center. If he attacked them from Veles, they would attack him without hesitation. Do I have to be diplomatic? Wouldn't it look shallow to send an envoy first?

Albrecht was reluctant. I thought that if I spent time with the envoys, not the other way around, I might not be able to unite the North continent until I die.

Albrecht asked Richard again.

“How is Velez now? ”

“The young king, Charles, has failed to take control of the shrines. The king's sister is regressing, but she's also busy with her duties. ”

A young king. Albrecht was curious.

Charles was only two years old when the hero Guillaume was slaughtered by Albrecht.

But a sister? I've never heard of a sister.

“Did Charles have a sister? ”

“There is a sister who is eight years different from the younger king. I was told that I had looked into the details in my bag, but I didn't know, and that I had eaten since I was 15 years old. ”

Albrecht nods. Due to the time constraints, it did not seem easy to learn more.

Charles, who inherited the throne when he was two years old, thought he was holding on to the throne well. No, maybe this is the nature of the Feudal System.

Like the Eastern Hemisphere, the central government used to try to wield power when kings and emperors were young.

The worshippers of this age didn't listen to what the young king had to say, but if the young king was immediate, they wouldn't listen to him any more.

If you have an heir and are not ambitious, you don't want the throne just because the king is young.

Depending on the power of the monarch, it was divided between preaching to the Feudal Lords or ruling over their own duties. Even if the king was an adult, there was no difference between the young king and the young king.

Of course, as in Conrad and Leopold, if a king of the same rank is a relative and the succession is complicated, it may be difficult to preserve his place, but the cadets did not do so without loyalty.

Even though they did not listen to him, they did not despise the king because he was weak in power.

Albrecht thought it might be a good idea to stop thinking about Velez for a while. No, I was afraid I wouldn't have a chance if it wasn't for now.

I didn't know what Charles was going to do when he became a real king and had an adult ceremony. With or without abilities, he gathered his troops to attack the northwest, and if the Middle East came up from the east, Albrecht would face a disgraceful situation.

I thought this was an opportunity for genius unity in Veles. It took too long to play power games diplomatically, and the central coalition first appeared to be a mess, but they didn't know what kind of power to exert once again.

I thought I needed to step on it quickly before it sprouts.

“Rise above the waves, Richard. Summon the ducs and change bags. ”

“I understand.”

You say you want to go to war, but Richard is not surprised. The soldiers rested long enough, but the king was curious as to why he had not diverted his forces elsewhere as soon as he cleared the North.

Albrecht thought that ruling was just as important as war, so he always worked before and after winning wars.

The reason he did not rush into central Velez immediately was to stabilize and root people down.

Nevertheless, Albrecht was quite resourceful in the north, but the middle didn't know either.

The middle is three times wider than the north, and people's disposition varies from region to region. So how on earth do we do it before and after? If we kill nobles in packs like the northern ones, we will not lack enough land, but we will not be able to rule because we are short of people.

Moreover, it took me a long time to think about who to kill and who to save.

The smoke rises from Albrecht's mouth. Einhardt made a few quick notes by making fun of the pen.

Cigarette smoke rises a couple more times, and Albrecht is still thinking about it, but he suddenly remembers Zigmunt. He'd be really good at it. Will he fight me? Do we really have to kill him?

He used to say he would make himself king. Albrecht refuses, and he is furious. But now for the first time in history, he was the true king, who conquered the entire North and called himself the Great King to the modern people.

Maybe Zigmunt is waiting for me. Albrecht struggled to think positively, but he had no idea what would happen.

I hoped he wouldn't put a knife to himself. He was a man of poor talents and abilities to kill.

Albrecht is buried in the shadows of the room, sitting beside the bed, thinking deeper. Cigarette smoke drifts through the air slowly and blossomly, scattering and disappearing.

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