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Albrecht stayed at the inn for three days. After almost avoiding the large inn, I felt that the inn village was like a fun city.
It's not territory, it's not a village, so there's very little production in the inn.
There were gardens, of course, and little fences where the pigs groaned, but not enough to feed everyone.
Everywhere the merchants grew money and food. It turned out that he was mainly gambling, prostitution and selling alcohol to suck people's money.
The salary and the borders of prostitutes and women were ambiguous, and there were many men who were stuck in the inn village while looking for their home.
Then I saw some people living in huts and shabby huts on the side of the inn village.
They wear rags and wander around the inn village. Fortunately, there was no despair in their eyes. One day, my desire to fight was just trembling.
Lucas said he was almost the lord here. However, since it was not an official feudal society, or a noble society, it was essentially a rougher gangster.
He saved the toes of the infantry commander and was good at his business, such as gambling, prostitution and loan business.
Albrecht quietly looks at the buildings in the inn village, not the ones he can build overnight.
That said, Lucas had flowed in from the outside and driven out the existing ruler.
You can ask him yourself, but Albrecht didn't want to ask about it.
Wherever this world was not here, there was a fierceness behind it.
A sunny blessing came to the inn village. People were distracted by their peripheral desires.
Chanting salaries and whores, screaming men, people laughing with a lot of money, musicians playing sweet sounds of lute in the meantime......
High, low, and all sorts of emotions mixed together and rushed to the inn village.
The soldiers' beards have been soaked for a long time, and the rustic dream of going back home to be with their families is stuck in the gutter right next to them.
The wind blows at Albrecht, looking out the window. Bright blonde blonde jumped in. The blue eyes of suffering, seriousness and war were just looking at people with confidence.
I noticed the soldiers who were completely sober. I was drunk during the daytime, and I was shaken and disoriented, and I sprinkled the tears of my life into the air with a loud shout.
Soldiers plundered their supplies and sold what they hadn't been able to dispose of to the merchants. I gambled, I drank, I bought whore's things.
Albrecht raises his head to the window and looks down. If you look down from the second floor because of the rocky areas, it's quite high.
Tiny Randolph practices his sword with a serious face, wielding a stick by himself, while Achillia shuffles beside him and bothers him.
On one side, Rosamund smiles softly, gazing at them.
“Achylia. Achylia. ”
When Albrecht calls, Achilles raises his head and looks up at Albrecht.
“Go get Randolph. ”
“I'll go. Your Majesty."
Small Randolph replies instead of Achylia. Not long ago, the child who was like a snake, he still made a lot of clumsy but pretty good tea.
“Yes, hurry up and go. ”
Randolph runs off somewhere, followed by Achillia.
“Rose came up. It's time to go. Let's get ready."
With silver hair blown in the wind, Rosamund raises his head and smiles at Albrecht. Albrecht trembles at the sight of how beautiful and beautiful it is.
Rosamund rises from his seat and walks toward the inn. Rosamund, who had his cape off and his hunter outfit, was able to see the lines of his body well beyond his outfit.
The height, the large pelvis, and the long legs, which were much bigger than normal women, could hardly match the proportion even if they tried to piece together deliberately.
Albrecht has an icy mind and waits for his prey to come like a tiger lurking in a cave.
The next day, Randolph and Diego recall the soldiers. I was a little distracted, so I had to practice a little.
It's not a troop assembled for battle anyway, so weapons weren't particularly important, but the tail didn't look too good.
Albrecht and Rosamund run through the inn with their cloaks and horses.
I saw soldiers lying around with gambling debts. Albrecht summons them.
Merchants, prostitutes, salaries, pastries, porters, musicians, etc. all kinds of people, both men and women, were looking back at Albrecht's actions.
“We're leaving now. Join the ranks. ”
When they sold all their equipment, the soldiers wearing all their worn clothes looked like rainy puppies, and after three days of eating and drinking, everyone's face grew pale.
The soldiers glance up at Albrecht on the horse, expressing embarrassment and apology.
“Well, there. We have debts......”
“If you've squandered all your money, that's it. No debts from this moment on. Get back in line. ”
A short distance away, Lucas looks at him, and he hears Albrecht say he's going to get rid of all his debts for a moment, and he can't even think of it.
In fact, it was important to suck money, because it was an agent who asked me to accept debt from people who had become like snatchers, so I did not have a grudge.
And what if it was unfair? That's what Albrecht said, and if he had a grudge against him, he would only burn inside himself.
When Albrecht returns to his ranks, he sees half a hundred men in his ranks.
Many soldiers were hired by merchants or Lucas, and many thought it was better to go back to their hometown and farm.
They remain of their own free will, so Albrecht did not touch them.
Albrecht gives a rough look at the soldiers, and Lucas approaches. Behind you, the rice paddles hold a chest of silver, silk, and liquor.
“My trivial intentions. Please reap. ”
Officials were not bribes, but not clean money, just as in an age when there was no concept. But why would Lucas give Albrecht this kind of money?
Albrecht smiles slowly, looking down at Lucas from above the Linderhorn.
“My old comrade, don't you think that human life is like a gamble? ”
Lucas looks up at Albrecht with a puzzled look on his face.
Dark blonde Lucas had hot beards and blue eyes similar to Albrecht's. And his face was engraved with traces of time.
Albrecht still had a light smile on his mouth, and he kept talking to him face to face.
“From the looks of it, these buildings aren't something you can build overnight. Which means someone else was running this place before you. You stole it. I don't know what kind of life you've lived, but you've managed to put up with the infantry commander. ”
There was no change in Lucas' face. However, Albrecht told me that the past years have touched my mind, and that my eyes have only sunk boldly.
“Even though gambling is a big deal, doesn't it lose everything at once? Please be happy with what you have now. Zigmunt is not worth it. He's a very dangerous man. If you want to be better, you may not be able to gamble with life anymore. Not as a king, but as an old comrade. ”
Albrecht turns his back on his words. Lucas' petty devotion does not go with Albrecht.
If Albrecht took Lucas' money and accepted him as the official lord, Lucas was more likely to be harmed.
The man who stepped on the rat in time could not have seen him so gently. After all, this was Eustern, not Calteren or Wrightingen.
Lucas stares at Albrecht's back, just fading away with a dull glance. Then he looked down deep at his waist.
Albrecht leads his men back south. The merchants followed Albrecht, wondering if they wanted any piece of cake to fall, or if they just went the same way.
As we continue on our leisurely stroll for two days, the merchant approaches and says.
“This is Oberburn from here. ”
It was a morning walk, so I couldn't see the familiar dunes of dung. However, the familiar breeze from the foothills excites Albrecht.
Starting walking from the morning, after the afternoon, I was finally able to leave the forest. As the field of view unfolds before people's eyes, they feel like something pops in their chest.
Albrecht was no exception. I like to stop by the forest once in a while, but I don't think it's a place where people can stay for long.
Albrecht's golden hair blows from the south. Albrecht suddenly turns his head to the east. I didn't see the white mountains I expected, but they were already in my mind.
To see the White March, you have to go to Oberburn Castle before you can see it through the surrounding dark mountains. But he was a king, so he had to refrain from doing anything.
Unfortunately, I folded my mind and directed myself to Penbach. To be honest, I just wanted to rush off with Rosamund, Randolph, Diego, Agnes, and Achylia.
Albrecht calmed his heart as if he were calming a child. Unconscious, there was a natural smile on his mouth.
It was afternoon when I left the forest and there were many people, so I had to camp on the road. Travelers stop by to have a campfire as they head back and forth.
Albrecht set out again the next morning at dawn. It was a sunny, sunny morning, and I could see Penbach far away before the morning was almost over.
Albrecht's eyes tremble for a moment. He was completely different from when he first got here when Erik asked him to.
A vast farmhouse was seen where the water was drawn from, and all the ruined buildings were restored. The former Pesher was just a small part of a fairly large town.
People came out of the house and planted a garden and pulled out weeds. There were goats, sheep, cattle, and so on in the stalls, and on the back side of the village were many inn-like buildings.
On the other hand, there was a quiet idyllic landscape, and on the other hand, it was a well-developed city.
The woman in an apron with an ankle dress and a white hoodie ran into town in horror when she saw people approaching her.
Carrying ploughs, pickaxes, shovels, and pitchforks on my shoulders, the men who were heading to work ran to the town in shock.
Albrecht asked Randolph who was next door one day.
“How's your remorse? I can see you're being a jerk out there. ”
Randolph smiles with a good laugh.
“At that time, you were also a rural village bumpkin. ”
Albrecht frowns and looks at Randolph.
“You've really grown up. ”
At last, Randolph bursts out a joyful smile.
“Hahaha! Don't forget you're one of us! Agnes!”
Randolph turns his horse and runs to Agnes, holding hands and leading her. There was no one who didn't know that Randolph and Agnes were lovers, but Agnes was perplexed by the crowd watching. She blushes, as red as her red hair.
“Come quickly! Agnes! I want to introduce you to Grandpa! This is a proposal! ”
It was a world without candles in good places, kneeling down on one knee and handing over rings.
Randolph grunts coolly as if to listen to everyone around him, and grabs Agnes by the horns. People glanced at them with a happy smile.
Randolph, who had bright blond hair and blue eyes similar to Albrecht, was really bright like the morning sun when he smiled as handsome as he was otherwise.
Albrecht leads Agnes and looks at Randolph's back, which is far ahead. The gentle smile gradually turned bitter.
Only Ivan, who was purer than anyone, followed Albrecht and preached many battlefields. In the short term, Zeke Maringen massacred the Bedouins.
Rosamund reaches out at your side and grabs Albrecht's hand. Albrecht looks at his wife.
I can see her little face in the hood. Moreover, a beautiful woman smiles at herself. Albrecht's slightly depressed mind clears up again.
Albrecht turns his head again and looks at Penbach from afar. The town was cozy surrounded by abundance that I had never imagined before.
I didn't know if Zigmunt cared or just let it develop on their own.
However, if Albrecht had not sold body armor and clothed people before, this affluence would not be possible now.
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