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It didn't take long for Albrecht to catch up with the gangsters, but once they escaped into the narrow alleyway, they couldn't catch up again.
Albrecht jumps off his horse and continues to chase after the thugs, just not wanting to miss them.
Albrecht chases the gangsters with his flexible, agile movements, just like the one after the prey. They flee with all their might, but they are not the only ones who can escape.
Meanwhile, the thugs scatter their horns, wondering how to live instinctively. One of them stupidly turns the corner and just hides in a shack and closes the door.
Albrecht quickly approaches and reaches for the door. He slams through the door and grabs the gangster by the back.
“Queek!”
Albrecht pulls the thug. The door was torn apart, shattered by rusty hinges.
The rope!
The people living in the Slum came out wondering what was going on, and immediately hid in their homes and closed the windows.
Albrecht throws a man nearly as tall as a straw, throwing him against the wall of a shack across the street.
Boom, boom!
Hefty breaks the plank and falls out of the house. I rolled the floor, messing with household goods or furniture. And then he just fainted.
As the banging, the rattling, and the sound continued to spread in the slums, people were terrified in the house.
“Hiic!”
“Ugh!”
“Mom!"
After the house was torn apart and a person rolled in from the outside, my family inside was very blue.
While the mother of the children was in a state of panic, she shocked the rabbit's eyes, hugging the children and quickly escaping to the corner.
Albrecht simply pulls his arm out of the door. The finest silk wasn't torn or torn because it was tough, but there were scratches and blisters everywhere.
After roughly throwing the broken door on the floor, you lean over and enter the broken house.
I saw my family in a corner, terrified. Albrecht took a couple of gold coins from his arms and placed them on the table next to him.
“Use it to repair. ”
It was money left over from repairs. No, I could not buy a house in the area where ordinary citizens live, but I could rent it for months.
Albrecht paces toward the fallen gangster, messing with the crawfish tools. Unlike when I grabbed the hind end and dragged it in, I went out the door.
You throw a stunned goon anywhere, then head to the broken house and reward yourself there.
I returned to the stunned thug and looked down at him. Albrecht was just curious, rather than lively.
When I first went to Lloyd Beck, I brutally murdered a loaf of bread from a wolf's den.
It was before the war, and now Albrecht has captured the Crusade, the Anglia War, and the Dragon, including the War of the Young Kings, and even the Battle of the Northern Conquest and the Battle of Wrightingen.
The fallen gangster looks infinitely small and weak. If I wanted to be a shocker now, I'd have to be at least a knight.
Albrecht just kicked the goon in the head. The thug opens his eyes and flashes furiously at Albrecht.
You cover your face with your arms and shout in a loud voice.
“Sa, please save me! I'm sorry! Help me! ”
Albrecht had no intention of disrespecting himself, and was annoyed by the noise he was making.
“Shut up. If you keep screaming, I'm gonna kill you. ”
Then the gangster immediately clammed his mouth shut. Albrecht swipes his slightly messy head, looking down at the thug.
“From your leader to the end of the line, come to the castle within the day. If you don't protect this, I'll tear your limbs to pieces. ”
That concludes it. Albrecht turns back the way he carelessly turned his back.
The goon doesn't even feel himself alive, just blinks loudly and takes a deep breath for a long time.
Albrecht didn't care if they came or not. If I didn't come, I'd just kill them all.
Release the soldiers and the civilians will suffer the damage, but killing a gangster here doesn't change anything.
Albrecht tries to fundamentally change the problem, and if it doesn't work, he just kills it and gets rid of it.
You could have captivated the goons, tortured them, and tipped them off, but it took a long time and was more annoying than anything else.
When Albrecht returns to Lindehorn, Lindehorn waits quietly, even though he has not tied up his belt.
People look at Albrecht in surprise from afar.
“I am your king, Albrecht. Listen to me carefully. ”
As the words "king" came out of Gekko Albrecht's mouth, the people of the Slum hurriedly knelt down on their knees. Among them were the women who were harassing Albrecht earlier.
People were very nervous. Will the king be angry and kill everyone here? Or kick us out of the royal family?
After all, the owner of the royal family was Albrecht. The king also bought and sold land within, but it was a right of use, not ownership.
It was still a feudal society, and all the owners of the land were determined.
“We will send our sewer engineers here. You are obliged to provide labor for the construction of the sewers, and you will be paid in full. And since I am obligated to take a loan, and I will procure the materials, you should buy them and tear down all the houses here and rebuild them. When you build a house, it's yours, and your debts will be repaid slowly. ”
People don't understand what Albrecht said with a puzzled look. They didn't have that much knowledge.
What Albrecht just said was simple. Capital was Albrecht's place, and people provided labor to build a home for their lives.
It didn't matter if they didn't understand. When Albrecht dispatched construction unions, they would roll over on their own, and they would naturally find out if what had happened to them was good or bad.
It was certainly not a profitable business. But it didn't hurt.
because it was a loan, and they would slowly repay the interest rate so low that they wouldn't be burdened.
He was willing to lend me enough to cover the salary of Albrecht's public works.
Albrecht had no intention of receiving their kind of gratitude, just to give them a better life, a human life.
I thought I had to be quiet about what I couldn't say, but I had to do what I could.
The women who had mocked Albrecht earlier raised their heads and looked at Albrecht. Albrecht smiles at them once, then sprints to Lindehorn.
The women turn their heads, looking away at Albrecht's back. I just thought what they were going through was just a dream.
After Albrecht was completely out of the city, I noticed that he was building a wall of the city far away.
There were nocturnal mountain ranges, and workers were building walls from the first place.
Albrecht's various construction materials and supplies were being loaded on the cart and were being piled to the brink of debris.
Until recently, many of the workers fled to the forest to form a coin village, avoiding war or bandits. The crop couldn't fly properly and starved to death.
I'll feed you, I'll pay you, and I'll give you a break. The workers really thought this was paradise.
Since money is originally spinning, no matter how much money Albrecht spends, it all comes into Albrecht's pocket.
When they got paid, they would pay the merchant's living expenses, and the merchants would make money and pay taxes back to Albrecht.
With its monopoly on northern iron, horse and western jewelry, merchants took goods from Wrightingen and moved to different parts of the continent, leaving a margin in circulation.
The city walls are still under construction, but people from outside through the large north gate are constantly coming in to Wrightingen, being searched by soldiers.
The poor were packing household goods, the rich were loading carts or wagons, and the nobles were escorted by knights and mercenaries to Wrightingen.
Even as people pour in like that, a tent village is formed outside the gates as people are waiting for inspection.
The tent village was waiting for a pilgrimage, with a population as small as any town. It was like a village or a city, and the economy was on the move.
Wrightingen was protected by the strongest man in the world, while it was a paradise on earth for the poor, and a land of opportunity for the merchants to hold on tight.
Nobles without territory had the opportunity to stand out to the king and rise to prominence. Even if I didn't succeed, at least I thought I could live with dignity if I was in the royal family.
The king was still a ferocious wild world, so if he did not receive the protection of the strong, no matter how noble, rats or birds died.
Lots of workers were moving heavy stones using cranes or pulleys at the castle walls, and people were continuing to enter Lightning Gen as if it was raining waterfalls at the gates.
It was a very impressive sight, but Albrecht simply glanced at all kinds of people, turning his head.
Then, the strongest and most noble person in the world wandered around the slums, no matter where the dirt was.
Recently expanded the Wrightingen, the Thief Guild was not the only one, and it was scattered in several districts.
Albrecht captures the outlaws and summons them to the castle. I got them to spread the word and collect all the people who were doing business like getting a tax or gambling or prostitution.
The king of the Slum is distracted. What the hell is going on here?
Albrecht asked people to provide labor, as before, because he would send in the sewers engineers and builders.
We didn't understand what Albrecht was saying, and we just did what the king asked.
I didn't want to leave this paradise on earth, and I didn't want to die, so I had to follow the master's words, the strongest knight in the world.
After lunch, Albrecht was hungry, but continued to roam the slums.
Over time, the sun began to set, and a red and yellow sunset flooded the Wrightingen.
Albrecht and Lindehorn roam around all day, feeling a little tired, then head to the central highway of Tullette.
I passed the slum, entered the area where ordinary citizens lived, and passed the rich neighborhood.
No matter how rich or small they were, everyone paid tribute to the king. And everyone was confused by the ride, not the king's.
Once inside the main boulevard, you see a busy knight searching for Albrecht.
“Your Majesty! ”
They were looking for Albrecht all day.
“Lord Richard! The king is here! ”
Richard turns his head to look this way, looking for Albrecht while leading the Knights from afar.
He hurriedly ran to Albrecht, waving his red hair at him with the expression mentioned above, and he looked a little angry.
“Your Majesty! You can't do this! ”
Richard is usually blunt and gentle, but once he snaps, he doesn't hesitate to speak to Albrecht.
Albrecht has committed a sin, so he takes a deep breath and exhales to pretend he didn't see Richard. But it was impossible.
“Your Majesty! No one doesn't know that you're the strongest in the world. But you are much bigger than you think. If His Majesty wasn't here, what would have happened to all of this? Please be respectful. Let the knights follow, at least. ”
Albrecht grudgingly smiles at Richard.
“I'm sorry. This is going to be important. Stop it."
‘If I'd known he was like this, I wouldn't have given it to Iliya. ’
Regret was useless now. Those who served Illudia from Albrecht meant the nearest Albrecht, regardless of rank.
Naturally, they felt they had the right to speak to the king.
Albrecht was uncomfortable with Richard, but he liked it. It was because I was loyal first and did not say anything wrong second.
That's why I kept him by my side even when he was reluctant. And he was quite the deputy of the king. What I just said was true a hundred times.
Albrecht has now surpassed his monstrous power and genius at warfare, making his role as the center of the realm more important.
If Albrecht goes wrong, the north and the middle could be torn apart, and this gigantic kingdom could be scattered like sand in an instant.
Even from the north, Hermann never considered Randolph to be his superior. Even the northern ducs and change bags could be torn apart by independence.
Albrecht sees Richard holding a lightning axe. The lightning axe was hung on the wall behind the throne, but it seemed urgent enough to have brought weapons. The knights even carry golden armor.
Albrecht thought this might be a bit of an oversight, but he kept his mouth shut for no reason.
Albrecht enters the outer sanctuary in the sunlight. Then I saw the people gathered in the courtyard. They were members of the Thief Guild. It looks like there are approximately 300 of them.
Because they had nowhere to run and didn't want to leave the city, they listened directly to Albrecht's orders and really got together.
However, there was one strange thing. Not only were there many women and children in the Thief Guild group, but there were many children. I thought they were hookers and pickpockets.
Outside was the garrison of the Albrecht Air Force. There were 200 Knights of the Lysen Knights and 1,000 soldiers of the infantry commander, one by one.
They were surrounding the thieves' guild.
“What? What's going on? ”
A soldier gathers in the outer court, curious and asks a colleague.
“The king must have captured all the Thieves' Guilds. ”
“Thief guild? What's that? ”
“Oh, you idiot. You know what? Gangsters. The ones who get paid the tax. ”
“What's wrong with those bastards? ”
“I don't know. The king will kill them all. ”
“Oh, shit, I'm gonna get rid of the body again. ”
The soldiers' harsh words make the guild thieves tremble. Albrecht whispered in front of the thieves.
“Stay in the outer city today. I'll see you tomorrow morning. ”
Albrecht turns his head and commands Richard.
“Women and children, set aside barracks. ”
“I understand.”
Albrecht clears out the thieves and heads to the fortress. At Albrecht's behest, the soldiers are in a hurry.
“Oh, you're fucking sleeping with them? That's fucked up.”
“Motherfuckers, I'll snore. ”
“Are you guys that good at fighting? How many people have you killed? ”
“Hey, watch your language. I'll dagger you in the night. Chuckle.”
“Aren't we sneaking around? Chuckle.”
No matter how rugged the bandits of the Thief Guild are, they cannot be more rugged than the soldiers who fought in the war following Albrecht.
They had all killed men all day in the siege against the Horsas, all 50,000 Bedukind killed in the Besser Riverside battle, and had driven the Central Army across the Buzzer River to defeat them. The guild wasn't for thieves.
“Cut the crap and lead these bastards. Empty Barracks 3, put the women and children to bed, and take 20 from Barracks 4 to the rest of the barracks. ”
A knight gives instructions to the soldiers.
“Oh, isn't 20 too many? Half of them just sleep outside. ”
“Don't be ridiculous. Move quickly.”
The soldiers complain, but the knight chews lightly and urges the soldiers. Soldiers roughly chased the stolen guild members, almost like they were beaten in half.
“Hurry up and walk, you cocksuckers. ”
The gang members of the Thief Guild head to the barracks as if they were cattle being dragged to the slaughterhouse.
I didn't know there was going to be a beating last night. Those big men roll their eyes at the soldiers.
Originally, the world was supposed to be a "A" in front of anyone, but in front of anyone. When the dogs are in the middle of the wolf pack, they shrug their shoulders.
Perhaps, truly, in the words of men, Albrecht was the chief bandit of all bandits.
Chapter 28: The Heart's Done
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