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Eight months had passed since the beginning of Grossburg, and the first winter in February was almost here.
Albrecht rises from Mary's chambers in the dark of the dawn. It took a little while for the sun to rise outside, so the bedroom was very dark.
Albrecht's ability to see beyond humans makes the room look pale in the morning. The fireplace that was burning overnight was still warm not long after the fire went out.
However, it was not enough to warm all the large rooms, and the sheets were cozy but a little cold outside.
Albrecht uncovers the duvet without hesitation and slips out of coziness. The cold air clings to Albrecht's body and tries to push him back into the duvet, but that's not going to happen.
The duvet lifts, revealing Mary's big ship, which was sleeping in silk pajamas. The senator said the birth was imminent.
Albrecht quickly opens his blanket, wondering if his child might be cold, and leaves the room in a silk robe.
Outside the room, a middle-aged man in a clean, black tunic folds one arm over his body and wears a white towel.
“Did anything happen at night? ”
Albrecht asked familiarly if he knew him. The middle-aged man was a steward of the royal city.
The butler had the name Salvatore and was the Abbot of the Monastery in Kalnitz, which Albrecht hired as a recommendation from Karpen.
As no one has been a priest since birth, he was originally a merchant and entered the monastery at a young age.
There seemed to be a story, but I didn't dig it. While it was good to thoroughly examine a person's history, Albrecht believed in himself, because he believed in Carpen.
She had dark black curly hair that was confident and coming from the south. The beard was quite hot, but it was well organized and tasted heavy.
His eyes were surprisingly green, and so were his body size, probably mixed with the blood of the northern or central regions.
Fortunately, unlike Carpen, it was a meticulous and thorough way of doing things.
As long as Carfen keeps the scumbags down, Salvatore sets limits on the people below and systematically manages them.
As a group monk, Salvatore was good at serving his servants because she lived there for half her life.
Carpen was in charge of the royal treasury, but Salvatore was a merchant, so the numbers were clear that he was responsible for the royal household treasury.
Carfen was a tremendous handyman, if he hadn't introduced himself to the Hutu people. I took care of the servants, and in addition to doing my part in the royal household, I did everything smoothly.
Salvatore lowered her head slightly, giving calm green eyes, and answering Albrecht's question. My voice was heavy and soft.
“There was no specificity. ”
Albrecht nods in Salvatore's reply. Then he used to walk to the bathhouse.
The bathtub was made entirely of marble tiles, and the walls were painted with mosaics that shaped Albrecht.
The paintings were mostly war related, and at the end of the day they met Mary. There was no Rosamund.
It was too spacious for just one person, and since the early hours of the morning the servants were warming themselves and receiving warm water. The warmth of the bath lifts the water vapor in the air.
Albrecht used to take off his gown and inner coat and dip himself in the bath. As I soaked up to my upper body, the hot water seemed to be holding my heart. But as soon as I got used to it, I felt a great sense of comfort.
I washed my face with hot water in both hands and handed the golden hair back.
Water flows along the scar valley across the face in a straight line. Albrecht leans his head back and closes his eyes.
Now I felt like I was born a little bit like a king. As the age has been, no matter how much the king has had to remove himself from the details. Not now.
Albrecht took a relaxing bath, enjoying the comforts of warm water.
Around the time the sun shook its head from the horizon, Albrecht came out of the bathtub and put on the blue silk clothes Salvatore had brought him.
And he wore black boots made of the finest silk fabric and tanned elk leather from the northern hem.
The sword my father gave me on one side of the wall and the last Illudian.
Then I went straight to the restaurant. It was a luxurious restaurant that could not be compared to growing up in Calteren, a rural village.
In a tree that only grows in the Great Jungle, there is an elongated dining table made exclusively of black algae.
In the window, there were various works of art made of ceramics or marble, all hand-picked by Maria.
Albrecht took a seat, ate a simple dish of soft bread, soup and eggs made by the kitchen, and left Maria's residence.
Early in the morning, the world was shining blue. Even so, early in the morning, workers were stepping into the fortress for construction.
As the royal family lives there, the soldiers at the gates are scrutinizing. The workers spread out their arms, and the soldiers knocked on their bodies, searching to see if they had any weapons.
As Albrecht steps out, Richard is waiting with Lindehorn. Next to him is Einhardt.
The rest of the team is on their own turf. Yurgen was taking care of Sternmark and Calteren, after Herbin returned to the Knights.
There were more than 1,000 knights, 100 of whom were stationed in Lucretia and 200 in the royal city.
Salvatore brings out a red cloak made of high-quality fabric. Albrecht wears that cloak over his blue silk coat.
As Albrecht mounted, Richard and Einhart mounted. The world is beginning to look more and more like Albrecht's blue eyes, and one or two of the people in Grossburg are starting to wake up.
Albrecht drives his horse around the workers. Soldiers, workers, and infantry commanders and teenagers all bowed their heads, stripping off their helmets and coils.
Albrecht continues to drive the horses and observe the people. This was Albrecht's day.
Albrecht used to shine his face directly at soldiers or people. It was because I thought we should give them the impression of breathing together, rather than watching them.
As Albrecht sweeps through the crowd, knights naturally follow behind him.
Some of the riders take off first with the flag of the kingdom with the sword eagle spreading its wings on its white base. Immediately, Albrecht went into the resistance.
Then you see the outer wall surrounding the entire expanse of the plateau. The outer wall was still under construction, so the interior was visible.
You fill the inside with flat, sharp stones, and stack the outside again with large, square bricks.
As you run along the outer wall, other knights follow you on horseback to Albrecht.
There were more than 50 knights carrying out Albrecht. Their work attire was not different, but fully armed.
And without fail, the workers bowed down or knelt down, and saluted Albrecht in familiar movements.
At first everyone looked at Albrecht curiously, or was busy chattering, but now this was everyday.
When Albrecht looked around the outer wall, it was a clear morning. In the morning, Albrecht's blonde hair sparkles.
From that distance, I saw my mother, Rosamund, Maria, Carpen, and all the saints, including maidens and servants, invited architects, artists and technicians.
Albrecht runs to them and gets off his horse. Then all the articles, including Richard and Einhart, came out of the horse.
“Goodbye, Mother. ”
A warm smile spread over the face of Adelhyde, who had the same eyes as Albrecht.
Almost a decade has passed since Albrecht returned to CalTerre, and that much time has been engraved on her face.
“Yes, Albert. I don't know what a blessing this is for the last year. ”
Albrecht smiles a little. He felt like he was suffering from all kinds of complicated and huge things, but that would have been enough if Mother was happy.
Albrecht approached Rosamund on his mother's left and kissed her lightly.
“Bye, Rose. ”
Rosamund smiled as softly as Albrecht's mother. He put his hand on Albrecht's face and wiped Albrecht's scar with his thumb.
Albrecht has beautiful silver eyes. She warms her hands, and this time approaches Mary on her mother's right hand.
“You're doing great. And I'm telling you, you have to leave the money to Salvatore. ”
“Hee hee. But, Your Majesty, it's good for the child to see many good things. ”
Maria was more interested in art than just luxury. It turned out that I had a lot of support for artists, and I bought as much artwork as I did.
Albrecht was clearly aware of the importance of the development of art and culture, but overpaying was a real problem.
Albrecht's expression is slightly stiff, and Adelhyde's side is a little stiff.
Adelhyde lived in the countryside by cleaning horse dung from the stable, so Maria's luxury didn't quite make sense.
I grew up in a rich house, but I fell for it more than that, but I was a husband and lord because I had a traditional mindset, and I thought it was a little problematic to act around the king.
Why would he go around acting like a child when he's not even young? I don't think we have enough. Is he gonna be okay?
Adelhyde worries a lot, but he doesn't take it out of his mouth.
Albrecht had been living with Maria for about eight months and had gotten to know her a little bit.
Large eyes slightly raised the tip and looked a little bitter, but inside they were just as naive as a child.
Zigmunt raised Mary as a tool of marriage and treated her rather harshly, so she had compassion and darkened the world's affairs. He wasn't a bad kid in nature.
Albrecht said, gently touching Maria's shoulders.
“You already have a lot of good things. I'm not asking you not to buy it. Just buy it. Pick and choose. That's fine.”
After Albrecht's expression was a little stiff, Maria hurriedly said.
“Oh, okay. I'm listening. ”
Albrecht lets out a sigh and simply kisses Mary. Then he gives her a little kiss on the boat, turns around and climbs back onto the Linderhorn.
Albrecht glances at three women on the horse for a moment. Thinking about it, he was a man alone among your family members.
Albrecht tries to reminisce, but he just habitually turns his horse and runs to the gates of the outer wall. Richard, Einhardt and the knights follow Albrecht on horseback.
Riders rush through the gates ahead of Albrecht, shouting out loud.
“Here comes the king! Out of my way!”
Over the past eight months, Lightingen has become a whole new world, not just an advanced one.
Even if Albrecht only left to garrison an army during the winter and confront Zigmunt, it had a population of more than a thousand, but it is now close to 10,000.
Nevertheless, people were constantly gathering, and in a few years it seemed that more people were likely to grow than the 100,000 inhabitants of Lucretia.
This was possible because many people have been scattered to the mountains to avoid war and become weaponized or bandits.
Although the population was soon a national force, existing societies had excluded them from society. It was because there was not enough food and it was hard to live with, but it was not enough to accept outsiders.
Albrecht's ban on plunder and war has increased food production exponentially.
Then, through trade, they accumulated wealth and then did public works, and what they had was a crowd of people who only had bodies to sell their labor.
Moreover, it was not a time of contraception, so the baby boom naturally occurred as people became more and more lively.
While it was good to have a growing population and to have people working hard with vitality, the growing population was a problem for society.
Despite the inequality gap due to identity society, crime has increased.
Like mushrooms growing naturally in wet, shady places, a burglar guild that I experienced in Lloydbeck City was born.
Along Albrecht's laneways, there were lots of shops selling clothes, fabric, gold and silverware, leather, blacksmiths, and other necessities or luxuries.
Some of them were Guild Offices, Merchant Gates, and most of all, the Adventurers' Guild Offices, which were founded in the name of the Kingdom.
There's nothing too grand about being an adventurer guild. It was a place for people to make maps and buy maps if they brought useful maps.
And in the Adventurer Guild, you validated them and combined them to create a map. They were paid a lot more than packing roads or building castles, so people with combat gear often went back and forth.
None of this was the time for Feudalism. The kingdom Albrecht is creating has made it literally a fantasy for those who come from the outside and see it.
From morning onwards, all the people who had stood up for work and cleared the stall knelt down, bowing their heads and paying tribute to Albrecht. After Albrecht passed by, he got used to getting back up and continuing his work.
“Here comes the king! Out of my way!”
Riders make their way first, but Albrecht doesn't seem to need to.
It was because the road was so wide that it was not crowded, and even though it was crowded, it seemed hard to fill this wide road.
But it wasn't just meant to lead the way. It was also necessary to establish the majesty of the king and to impress the people who owned them.
Albrecht runs along the riders with one hand at his waist, one hand at his waist.
Then, suddenly, this life seemed a bit boring, so I turned my horse and entered the alleyway. The knights who followed behind you, including Richard, were puzzled by the sudden incident.
Richard swiftly turns and shouts to the knight, following Albrecht.
“You and you, lead the horsemen! ”
Einhardt's riding skills were not yet so good, so he was unable to make a sudden turn.
I pulled the rope so fast, and the horse raised its front foot so loud, I almost fell.
Hee-hee-hee!
“Hey!”
A knight approaches and helps calm the horse. Soon after, Einhart's words calmed down.
“Well, thank you. ”
Einhart thanked the knight. The knight nods once and follows the king. Einhardt followed him.
Albrecht drove his horse into an alley. There are beautifully stretched white plaster buildings on the walls with wooden arches and bricks piled up. Then, although not quite in the middle, there was a fairly spacious paved street.
There were no commercial buildings, but there were more stalls selling vegetables and junk.
Suddenly, when the king appeared, people were confused. It was because Albrecht's patrol course was set every time.
Albrecht sees some people taking money from people who run horses and fly blondes from afar.
It wasn't like a change. It was because silver coins rarely go against them that way. No matter how much I looked at it, it was like a cut.
Albrecht rushes to them, speeding up. Linderhorn makes a cheerful noise as he makes his way down the paved road.
The mobs hear that sound and turn their heads to see Albrecht. Then I was furious and took off into a narrow alley.
Albrecht tries to pursue them, but the road is too narrow to follow. Albrecht stares at the back of the runners with his grave eyes.
Albrecht looked down at the merchant who was paying his rent. He gets down on his knees in shock, and the bars are shaking.
Albrecht confidently asked the merchant for a glass of water.
“Tell them to come to the castle within days, from their leader to the end of the line. If you don't, tell him I'm gonna rip your limbs off. ”
Albrecht turns his head to look at those who hide in the alleyway.
I didn't want to let the soldiers go. Soldiers were not the only ones caught by precision investigations like the modern world.
There was a commotion, and naturally good people saw the damage.
Albrecht drives his horse back to his knights. The merchants on the street fell facedown, trembling at the sight of the king, even though Albrecht was not going.
People praised Albrecht as the great king, but his perception of the king was not yet completely changed.
To the people, the perception of a king is still strong. In other words, he was thinking of himself as the top leader of the gangsters who were ripping the guts out of him. Among them, Albrecht was the world's most famous boss.
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