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Eventually, Albrecht, Randolph and Hermann decided to become champions, and the duel ended.
Albrecht felt something had happened to him, but he also did what he did, and I couldn't refuse him because I couldn't lose a talented financier, Carpen.
It was an era when the clerk was not treated properly, but a competent clerk was more precious to Albrecht. Other than this, Carpen has long been a loyal defender of his own.) I wanted to help.
As far as Albrecht is concerned, Randolph and Herman have agreed to the wholesale price. They were still confused.
Fighting champions were to give money to their families or relatives who could not live with each other. It was worth risking my life for.
Is this the right one? Was I that close to Carpen? We've seen each other for a long time... but Randolph and Herman frowned and pondered, but they couldn't tell.
Carpen looks at them and smiles at them, looking at Roysen.
“What's taking so long? Let's do it now. You're always training to fight. We don't care.”
When the duel was over, it was usually a date, and until then, the duel or champion used to raise his concentration and condition to get into a state of fullness.
But Albrecht wasn't one of those guys, and the Banhenheims were trained to be ready to fight all the time, every word of Carpen.
“We'll take three, too. Please wait a moment. I'll take you to the Marine Corps first. ”
Roysen looks at the boy waiting in the corner of the hall like a servant. Then the boy came to Carpen and said,
“I'll show you. ”
Albrecht stands up, holding Rosamund's hand. I'm going to follow the boy, Einhardt said.
“Your Majesty. Do you really want to fight? ”
Albrecht opens his eyes and looks down at him.
“When did you get here? ”
Didn't you know I was here all this time? Einhart stares at Albrecht dazed and says,
“I guess you didn't see it because it was hidden by Duke Hermann's weight. No, that's not the point. ”
“What do you mean? ”
“Even if you are the strongest in the world, you are the king. I admire it, but one at a time......”
Albrecht grins as he looks at him.
“He won't come to me. Right, Randolph? ”
Albrecht looks at Randolph as he speaks, but Randolph is still frozen and cannot answer. I'm supposed to be friends with a nerd investigator? That doesn't make any sense.
Albrecht taps Randolph. Then Randolph hurries to his senses and looks at Albrecht.
“Don't embarrass me. Do you understand?”
In the case of group wars, the rules were then different from region to culture and from situation to situation, but in the same case, if the winner wins without too much injury, he was able to continue fighting the next opponent.
It was because the two in front of him could have been unfair if he had won the first two.
Randolph gives you a shy look and nods.
Albrecht smiles at Einhart again.
“See?”
Einhardt was a fool. Randolph is also a nobleman called the Change Bag. He thinks it's impossible to battle with knights.
Albrecht's group follows the boy out of the building to the Marine Corps. It was winter outside, so the sun had already passed mid thousand. If the duel grows longer, the sun may set.
When I got to the barracks, I saw blood everywhere on the floor. Some were old, some were recent. Other things that looked like exercise equipment were outside the barracks, and I saw blood.
‘Train hard one. ’
Ordinary people would have felt fierce, but that's all Albrecht felt. I saw the boys resting in the barracks.
Everyone was naked and wearing pants, but my face and body were full of scars and scars. They simply stare at Albrecht's group. Rosamund looks sad.
Then came the Knights of Albrecht to see how they had heard, and the Banhenheim family's ceremonies and children.
An article addressed a folding chair for Albrecht and Rosamund. Albrecht relaxes and waits for his duel opponents.
Albrecht made his rounds for Randolph, Hermann, and himself without much concern. I thought Randolph wanted to fight the most gently. Hermann seems to have blown his opponent's head off.
Turning his head to the side, Hermann's eyes are just filled with horror. He seemed to be thinking about why this was happening.
Shortly after, Roysen and his knights enter the intestine. The Knights of Albrecht were plotting behind Albrecht, and on the other side were the members of Banhenheim and Gasoles. It looks like it's about to break in two and fight.
Carpen steps forward and says,
“Are you ready? May I proceed immediately? ”
Originally, the duel had to be run by a notary but could not be saved immediately, and neither Albrecht nor Roysen cared much.
Roysen nods. Right away, Karpen summons Randolph.
“Kid, come on out. ”
The impression of Randolph frowns as Karpen calls.
“I know. Don't tell me what to do. ”
Carfen just smiles. Karpen returns to his seat, and Randolph steps out into the center of the intestine.
Randolph was wearing a suit of armor, and his family crest was now painted as a change bag on the coat.
In the shape of the shield is a simple drawing of the lake and town, and behind the shield are three downward crossed swords.
The Black Swords Vervantos, Ilydia, and the last one were written by Albrecht himself.
In the north, a culture began slowly to conceal how many swords there were in the family crest.
Of course, the higher the title was more important, but he regarded it as an honor and honor to receive the sword from the king.
There was one Yurgen, two Hermann and Wilhelm. Wilhelm was also a knight who received a letter directly from Albrecht. The three bags were the only Randolph.
Randolph tilts his head slightly to the side, swiping the blonde, covering his ears like Albrecht, and looking at his opponents with blue eyes. I was about to die, but my eyes were still unaffected.
However, Randolph is in a state of panic as soon as he sees this place from his opponent. You're kidding, right?
Randolph glances back and slightly opens his arms. It was a gesture to see if it made sense. Albrecht and others laughed.
Randolph sighs and looks back at this place.
“Agnes of the Banhenheim family. ”
Agnes introduced herself first. He seemed to be trying to talk like a man, but his voice was strangely charming. Randolph is dumbfounded.
“Well, I'm Randolph. Where was it? Where was it? Right there? ”
Randolph is so embarrassed that he doesn't even think about his territory. Agnes draws her sword, lowering her posture and straightening her shield forward. Albrecht was a trait of the Vanhenheim family that he had once seen.
Randolph stares at Agnes with a blank expression, "Do I really have to fight this woman?"
With her red-brown head tied behind her back, her sheer, large eyes stare at her directly above the shield. She was a stunning beauty by the look of her eyes.
“Lady, I hate to be rude, but here we are. I'll make sure it doesn't hurt as much as possible. ”
Agnes frowns slightly.
“Draw your sword. Mr. Change Bag.”
Randolph keeps thinking this might not be the case. I blamed Carpen. What the fuck.
“I don't mean anything else. I like my two swords so much that I can cut through anything. That would be unfair. ”
Randolph wears two swords around his waist. One was Vervantos, the other Illudian. It was handed down as a black heirloom from Albrecht and placed in Siegfringen Castle.
Agnes does not answer. The people of Albrecht feel insulted by what Randolph has to say, but the other side has never seen a new sword.
“Then let's do this. If I make you draw your sword, you win. There's nothing to be upset about. I have the sword of your family, Michael. Think of it as a price. ”
Randolph added a rule and hand-capped himself. It wasn't to provoke her, but Agnes was provoked and frowned even more. I felt very ashamed. Randolph was embarrassed. What should we do?
Suddenly Agnes stabs the sword up and down like a serpent. Randolph didn't even have a shield, but it was Barhenheim's "Shield Crossing." It was the sword Albrecht had once faced against Michael or Ludwig.
This was indeed a sharp and swift attack, but it seemed slow to Randolph. You duck forward and dig into Agnes' arms.
Agnes grabs the wrist of the hand holding the sword with her left hand, and throws it over her right leg and kicks her foot. In Earth's memory, it was a technique called Wasavari.
How naturally and lightning-like, Agnes tries to fall from her back to the ground before she realizes how she was struck.
Randolph stops her from falling on her back with his right arm. She holds her sword in her left hand as to how she snatched it.
Agnes tries to push the situation into her head with a shield, but Randolph squeezes her tightly into her body to prevent her from moving. Each other's faces get closer. At that moment, Randolph blushes. This isn't it.
“Chuckle.”
“You pretended not to be a Randolph ball, and you're the meanest. ”
“No, why would he do that in a duel? ”
“Why? Landolf was also a man. ”
The Knights of Albrecht laugh and make fun of Randolph.
Randolph was ashamed, annoyed, and insane. You let Agnes go and said,
“I'm sorry, ma'am. Take your sword. Excellent.”
Then he grabs the sword and hands it to her. Losing the sword meant that winning or losing was meaningless.
The people of the opposing Banhenheim family are shocked. Even though Agnes was a woman, she was good enough to hear the sequence.
Being in order within the Banhenheim family was like being in heaven in this narrow world of Banhenheim. So she can't pull out her opponent's sword and lose everything?
I wanted to lose too simply and stick together again, but they were tighter than anyone else in the duel. Failure to surrender to the outcome was more shameful than death.
Agnes pulls the lever as if to take the sword. Randolph avoids chopping his hands off as if touching something hot.
But Agnes doesn't go back to her place. She stares at Randolph horribly. My whole face was flushed with tears. Randolph wanted to run away. He hurriedly turned around and said,
“Master! Do something! ”
In the nick of time, I gave up the title of His Majesty and called him Albrecht. The knights make fun of Randolph even more, making crazy noises.
“This must be the responsibility of the Randolph ball. ”
“Aye, it's like taking a woman's purity. ”
“Isn't it about time you got married? ”
Albrecht laughs unconsciously for a long time. This made me think that this winter outing was fun enough.
“Wa-ha-ha-ha!”
The people of Banhenheim felt defeat, humiliation, shame, and despair at the same time. The king's knights are this strong, but how strong is the king who is the strongest in the world?
In fact, Albrecht was in front of him when he was fighting, so there was no room for Randolph. There is no one in the Northern Army who does not know what Randolph is capable of.
The Sword Genius Randolph. That was the nickname I've been following Randolph since the Crusades. However, the people of the Banhenheim clan, who were stuck in the countryside practicing swordplay, did not know Randolph's skill to hide Albrecht's reputation.
“What are you doing? Come in.”
Roysen looks at Agnes and says coldly. She lowers her head back to her seat and continues to shed tears.
Immediately, another knight stepped forward confidently, as though he was about to recover his honor.
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