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Albrecht returns to his tent, and the interior is dark because the light is not illuminated.
Albrecht has monstrous eyesight and doesn't stutter because it's a familiar place.
I just took off my clothes and dressed only as my physician, and lay down next to Rosamund. And Albrecht could see that Rosamund was awake after only hearing his breath.
“Sleep?”
It's still polite to ask him if he's sleeping. But Rosamund did not answer. Albrecht stares up at the ceiling, knowing he's not sleeping.
“I'm going in tomorrow. We'll head northwest, cross the river upstream, then come back down and attack the enemy. In the meantime, Einhardt will wear my armor and pretend to be me. Funny.”
Rosamund didn't talk back and forth, and he still wasn't moved. Only the sound of a grumpy beetle crying sounded sad, and silence passed between them. Albrecht is now beginning to get annoyed by this awkward silence.
“I'm going to fight your husband. How long are you going to do that? No, I honestly don't know if it's my fault or yours. And I've told you a thousand times that I don't care. ”
Albrecht says something and feels wrong. Immediately, Rosamund shrugs. He was moaning with his breath.
“I'm sorry. Well, I don't know what to apologize for, but I'm sorry. I just want you to know that I mean it. How much I love you. Will there be a couple like us in the world? Going on a honeymoon to catch a dragon? Haha. Now that I think about it, it's funny. ”
Albrecht tries to brighten the mood. But I didn't mean what I said. I meant what I said.
Rosamund was that special to him. No lover in the world has ever experienced anything together.
We fought a war together, and we slaughtered dragons together. Albrecht and Rosamund had a distinct bond that left affection without a common lover.
“Rose, I love you. Really, really. Trust me. Don't push me......”
In Albrecht's life, Rosamund was the only one who begged someone. I didn't think I was miserable, but I couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
The world was surprisingly also very severe, if not men and women discriminatory. Each region, though different cultures, still had different roles for men and women.
Generally, if a man had to hunt outside, gather food, and protect his family, a woman would have to have children, care for them, and live in a house.
Among other things, the most basic and important role of noble women, and thought of as an obligation, was to have children and maintain a family.
Albrecht was a contemporary Earth-like man, so he thought it would be okay if they were happy together, but Rosamund was different.
The problems of these couples were not only the problems of the couples, but also the important problems of the family and the establishment of the kingdom.
Rosamund himself did not know exactly why he was pushing Albrecht away. The more he loved himself, the more sorry he felt and useless he felt.
Rosamund's face was covered with star-like tears. Albrecht stares at the ceiling, feeling his wife crying. He can't fall asleep easily.
The next morning, Albrecht was dressed in silk instead of quilted, and in a long time he was wearing chained armor. I tried to wear it, but I needed help.
He turns his head to look at the bed, and Rosamund looks back at himself with puffy eyes. What am I supposed to say?
The simple words, asking for help in armor, do not come out of your mouth easily.
Rosamund walked out of the Srr blanket and helped him put on his armor.
“Well, that's the costume I wore when I first met you. You used to put the family crest on the circus, and it was the worst. ”
Albrecht says it's a joke, but the ugly, awkward air weighs down the entire tent.
‘Just don't say it. ’
Albrecht quickly put on his armor and his father's sword and Illudian sword on his waist.
I wore a shield with the family crest on my left arm for a long time, and held an axe in my right hand with a northern helmet that protects my eyes and nose.
You step out of the tent and look at Rosamund. I thought I'd never say it, but it made sense.
“Are you really going to risk your husband's life for this? I'm just gonna go fuck myself? ”
At last, Rosamund smiles helplessly.
“Goodbye, Albert. ”
Then I kissed lightly. In front of love, Albrecht smiled on his own. I felt empowered.
Out of the tent, snow feet fly in a world darker than Albrecht's blue eyes. It wasn't that sudden, so it wasn't likely to pile up much yet.
White breath, like smoke, sprayed out from every breath. The cold air on your face seems to clear your mind.
I see two maids waiting outside the tent. When they see Albrecht, they look down.
“Rose, please. ”
Albrecht leaves a note like that, too, wearing a silk cap and a helmet on top of it, then sneaking up on Linderhorn where the knight dragged him. Then I ran out to the encampment.
A few knights and soldiers got up early in the morning and saw Albrecht, but there was something suspicious about him.
He didn't recognize Albrecht because he wore a helmet to protect his eyes and nose. Critically, I didn't seem to know because I wasn't wearing silk or gold armor.
If you saw the scar, you'd know it right away, but you couldn't see it well because you put the black cloak that Rosamund wears around your mouth.
After a long drive north of the encampment, you see Hervin on the edge of the forest.
As Albrecht approaches, 700 knights emerge from the forest. Everyone was exhaling white breath.
The chords were all identical with black cross sentences on white, but the equipment was different when viewed closely.
Someone was wearing a nose shade helmet, and someone was wearing a Nordic helmet like Albrecht. The Knights in Fulhelm, who protect the entire head, hang on the saddle.
“Let's go.”
Albrecht makes his way to the side of the forest. You step forward, and the knights follow you.
Two or two
As 700 horses roughly slammed into the ground, the snowflakes rose like fog, echoing the earth. From a distance, it was like running on a cloud.
We had to execute the operation as soon as possible. Though it was said to be within Albrecht's domain, it was obvious that 700 knights would move at once, and that news would reach Balthazar's ears over time.
It was impossible to change horses, but 700 people had to go together, and all 700 couldn't change horses.
It was a sudden operation, and for confidentiality, 700 horses, even if they were not horses, could not be found. Then what do we do? We have to walk.
When I had to rest, I had to get off my horse and walk on my horse. And before the point of attack across the river, one had to walk because one had to give the horse as much rest as possible.
People can't get tired of horses even when they are tired, so more maneuvers were more maneuverable than riding fewer horses.
Between the scattered snow flowers, the bloodthirsty warriors make their way on horseback.
Daggers and knights' expressionless faces toward the land of the wild horses feel wicked and rough, contrasted with their white eyes.
The knights didn't know what it meant to be pure, but at least they weren't as pure as snow. The purest color that suits knights, perhaps, is the color of dark red blood.
Albrecht, treacherously, has spent so much of his life trying to protect his white purity like snow, while covering up the blood of others.
It was not easy, and now there was no way to know if he even kept it pure. I killed hundreds of thousands of people and sold them into slavery. What purity is that?
The scattered eyes fly towards Albrecht's face as if rebuking.
Einhardt's life was simple, but he lived a life that changed 180 degrees, even though it was only for a few days.
When I woke up in the morning, the Jurgen came in and dressed me in golden armor, and after a certain course, I stood by the river and stared at the other side.
“Your Majesty, it's time to leave. ”
Einhardt gets up in the morning and just sits there, and Eugene walks into the tent and says,
I don't know if I should call you King until we're alone, but Yurgen is only faithful to Albrecht's orders.
Einhart wore golden armor with the help of Yurgen. The greatest armor of sovereigns in the world, and a treasure of its own, you have never wielded a sword before.
The golden armor was made to suit Albrecht's body, so it was very large for Einhardt, who was small and charming.
There was one thing that surprised Einhardt when he first wore armor. It was full body armor, but it didn't weigh that much. Isn't it made of gold? Einhart has agreed to keep a record of this.
I stumbled out of the command barracks with an awkward gesture. There were no soldiers guarding the perimeter for secrecy. Richard and Yurgen have had a little trouble.
Einhardt climbs aboard a horse in a daze. I slowly rode into the encampment like a beginner, and I noticed that knights and soldiers grabbed or stripped the helmet behind the veil and bowed and saluted.
Einhart's heart thumped. I have already been experiencing it for four days, but I did not adapt easily. I kept my mouth shut in case he didn't even notice. I drove to the course.
“Son of a bitch!”
“Why are you such a dick! ”
“Did I kick your ass today?! ”
“You fucked her yesterday! ”
“Wa-ha-ha-ha!”
As I approached the river, there was the same wrestling battle. I first hooked up the raft, but then I couldn't, so I started making this long ferry-like bridge, and it was almost across.
No, it's been a long time since I've been across the street, but at night, the enemy breaks down and just repeats the ruins indefinitely. Above the river, countless wooden planks were floating dizzily.
At night, the opposing team tries to break the bridge, so there is a price to set up torches around the bridge, and the soldiers stand guard 24 hours a day and night.
But today was a little different from the other days. As if Deputy Commander Randolph was about to mount a massive attack, he got the soldiers to form up early in the morning and set them up long stretches along the river.
Unlike other days, the other party begins to form a new insult, noticing something unusual about the northern army.
When the Northern soldiers arrive, they are ready to be stabbed with spears and shoot with Halbert as a stake.
Einhardt was only running the course, whether he wanted to or not. Anyone who knows tactics would have felt something awkward, but no one with such sharp eyes was in the enemy army.
Einhardt raises his horse at the designated location and looks across the river, where he can see the enemy command, including Balthazar, emerging.
The enemy commander stares at no one else but Einhardt. Then, Balthazar grabs his helmet and nods. Einhart bows without even knowing it. Oops!
The enemy commanders, including Balthazar, seem odd at the time. I started looking more closely at Einhardt than ever before.
“Stay with me. Your Majesty."
Richard stares at Einhart next to you and says coldly.
“Yes, yes!? ”
A strange horse protrudes from the veil of the Golden Helmet, and the soldiers and knights around you look at Einhart in unison. Fucked up!
Einhart squeaks and turns his head to look at Balthazar across the river. Of course, there was no sound there, but the heart was beating as if it had already been caught, popping out of the mouth.
Einhart was about to cry because he didn't want to die like this. Then, a faint sound came from a very far away place.
“Now, wait a minute. Don't you hear something? ”
Richard frowned. Your red hair feels like a flame.
“Lord Richard, I can hear something. ”
But Yurgen also listened to Einhart, like Einhart. When Yurgen speaks, Richard also listens carefully.
You hear a faint knock on the ground from the right. The sound grew louder.
Two or two
Turning your head, you can see a cloud of fog approaching the enemies from across the river. Richard instinctively noticed.
“Your Majesty!”
After shouting that, I ran to the place where Randolf was. Yurgen runs to Herman on the other side. The knights and soldiers follow them. Einhart is left alone.
Balthazar and his commanders across the river were puzzled. What orders did King Albrecht give you? Maybe it's just an attack order?
But something was awkward and awkward. However, it was certainly strange to be alone with the king.
And shortly thereafter, they heard the sound of the earth shaking. Balthazar turns his head to the left, and sees a vast army of knights rushing from far away scattering snowflakes across the ground.
At the front, you see the axe with the knight standing at the front. Balthazar's eyes widen. I turned my head again and saw a man in golden armor across the river. He waves his hands clear towards himself. He's a fake!
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