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He did not grant Rosamund the pledge of allegiance, but the students seemed to have heard that it was almost half done.
Even if hope later broke, Albrecht was not responsible, but when he saw how his children liked him, Albrecht felt stabbed for no reason.
After all, the walls between the king and the students have fallen a little since the beginning of Bern.
The students began to talk as they ate as if it had broken, and they seemed to have confidence in the treatment of Albrecht.
A student who looked more like a nosebleed kid than a student shouted.
“Your Majesty! Let me see Ilydia! ”
Albrecht said, eating a salad with caviar for dessert and looking at Richard next to him.
“Show me yours. ”
But Richard's answer was unexpected.
“No. My Illudian sword is not light enough to show babies. ”
Albrecht is momentarily stunned.
Is this okay? ’
In the war, Randolph and Hermann did not get that close to Richard.
But when I returned to the royal family, I spent almost 24 hours with him, and I found out who Richard really was.
The claim was clear and a little prestigious, and I was very proud to serve the king, and I became even more nagged.
Albrecht pounces and pulls his Illudian out of his waist. It was his sword, after all.
Albrecht handed the Illudian out to Salvatore and said.
“Bring it to me. ”
Salvetore bows politely and grabs Ilydia with both hands as if she were receiving something fragile.
Then I brought it to Bern, who was sitting closest to Albrecht.
Bern opens his eyes and accepts Ilydia with trembling hands. The children who were chattering became quiet, and the sound of swallowing saliva resounded in a large restaurant.
Bern grabs the scabbard with one hand, and for now, he picks up Iliya. A white light rushes out of the Black Gate as if waiting.
“Wow!"
“It's true! The blade is white! ”
“Get out of the way! ”
Distant students rise from their seats and flock to Bern. The restaurant quickly became a mess.
Later, Beveren elects Ilydia with all her might, just as if she had made a grave decision.
Grrr! Illudia is completely exposed, screaming. The students didn't even sound impressed, they just gazed in awe at the beautiful appearance of Iludia.
Bern, who pulled out his sword, straightened Illudia and gazed at the white sword with a delicate golden light.
The footmen around you also look politely and look at Iludia. It was the first time they had seen the legendary sword with their own eyes.
Bern can't take his eyes off Ilydia, and says with a dazed expression.
“This is not a sword...... It's light. ”
Students and footmen stared at Illudia for a long time. Bern seems to be in a hurry. He looks at Albrecht, holding Illudia in his arms.
“Your Majesty, I've always wondered what Illudian means. They didn't even know.”
“Iliya is an ancient language. Dwarves say it means" suffering. "”
“Agony......”
Bern turns his eyes to the White Sword of Illudia again.
A sword with an incomparably beautiful figure, it even felt almost noble and noble.
But why is the name Agony? Bern was too young to know why.
However, those who did not walk the thorny path of suffering and suffering after age did not understand it for the rest of their lives.
You can tell the kids once, but Bern just carefully puts Iliya back in the sword.
The students were speechless. I only looked at one sword, but I felt almost solemn.
Salvatore takes Ilydia back and is held in Albrecht's hands. Albrecht just grabs Ilydia by the waist again, carelessly.
Bern looks at Albrecht and asks.
“Do you mind if I take a look at the prestigious Vervantos? ”
Albrecht raises his glass and takes Salvatore's wine.
“I don't have it. I just got a dagger from Anglia that I gave to Rose. ”
Actually, I didn't give it to her, but I gave it to her somehow. It was more useful to Rosamund, who used to do a lot of medical work.
Vervantos was made more than Illudia, but most of the change bags in the sanctuary had them.
That's why Vervantos was more precious in the North than Illudia. It was Landolf, Hermann and Carpen who owned the Verbantos on the North Continent.
If it is a feature of Vervantos, it has not been universally tailored to Albrecht like Ilydia. It was custom-made for each owner, as Albrecht ordered.
The finest swords in all of Illudia, Vervantos and the world, but they are now more symbolic than they used to be.
It seemed that one of the best knights and the king's knights was widespread when he had the sword.
Bern suddenly looks sad and asks Albrecht again.
“I heard on the way over that you gave the last of the Illudians to the Duke of Lucretia. Now, there's no way to have the Illudians, is there? ”
Albrecht laughed as he drank wine from the southern province of Aqaten.
“What are you talking about? The last of Illudia is here now. My main weapon is an axe. If someone else raises a big ball, they might give you this last Illudian. ”
Albrecht's words made the students' eyes shine. They had some aspiration, some challenge, some confidence.
Albrecht was still drinking wine with a smile. Some stimuli were good motivators for students.
Albrecht wasn't bluffing, but he thought the students in front of him would be useful to have the last of the Illudians.
Even the Knights of the Lysen Knights were the world's first responders, one by one. Students had to be at least as good as them to receive Illudia.
But I don't know if that's possible. But whether it was possible or not, the beating of the world's fearless puppies made Albrecht feel good.
Albrecht leaves behind Richard and his students. Following Salvatore Bay, he makes his way to Rosamund's residence.
You climb up the slope, and out comes the gate. Rosamund's residence is a kind of tolerance, narrow compared to Mary's residence, much larger than any castle in the world.
As Albrecht approaches from afar, the gate automatically descends and lays its bridge to the moat.
The structure was similar to Halberk Castle. It seems that the architect assisted the dwarves when they built Halberk Castle.
There were nearly a hundred maids guarding the castle, working in the huddle, and assisting Rosamund.
When Albrecht entered the residence, all the maids hid their tracks as if their eyes were closed.
The servants could not stand idly by the king. It was not Rosamund who ordered it, but it was a natural occurrence.
All I hear is Albrecht walking down the hall, hiding in the waiting room or the maid's room.
In case you haven't noticed, some of them might have bright ideas. But I didn't dare to reveal it to the outside.
It was because I could have been chased away by the servant maid without having to go to the queen.
More than anything else, the maid was in a fairly high-income industry, so I couldn't lose my body and job because of a small mistake.
Albrecht climbs the Defense Tower on one side of the castle that looks like a mansion.
It wasn't built to defend, but it was built to defend itself.
Most paid attention to their appearance after utility, but the tower of Rosamund was the opposite.
Reflecting her opinions, it was more about defense than just appearance. People called the tower "the tower of roses."
Albrecht climbs a spiral staircase to the top. I walked back down the hall and entered the queen's room at the end.
It's not glamorous, but the luxurious interior has caught my eye. I noticed various furniture made of materials that had been airborne from each continent.
In a few lit rooms, I noticed that Rosamund was sitting in a silk pajama that was shining underneath.
Rosamund looks in the mirror and combs his silver legs like a galaxy. She glances at Albrecht and looks back into the mirror.
“Hello?”
“Yes.”
Albrecht loosened his soda belt, undressed, and went to bed. Rosamund still brushes his hair.
“You said the students are from the Knights Academy. How was it?”
“Fucks.”
With Albrecht's blatant words, Rosamund smiles instead.
“Don't you think that's a little harsh? I could be stronger than you later. It's better not to ignore young people. ”
Rosamund is now 24 years old and has been looking almost unchanged since he was 18.
Her smooth, supple skin remained. I thought it was a little funny that she was carrying young children.
“I don't think I can lose to them if I breathe right now. ”
It wasn't confidence, it was reality. Albrecht was a creature with a mysterious power that he could not lose even if he wanted to.
“Damn it. I'm gonna get my ass kicked today. ”
Rosamund's playful words spread a smile over Albrecht's mouth.
“Don't just yell at me every time. Beat me up. Please.”
In Albrecht's words, Rosamund puts the comb on the crematorium. A comb made of golden almond wood was one of the things I couldn't buy with money.
because it grew only in the rainforests of the Great Jungle, so it was hard to get materials.
Rosamund climbs over Albrecht, lifting his blanket. Then you press down on Albrecht's shoulder and look down. Her hair and body gave off a delicate and fragrant aura.
“What scent? I love it.”
“Freda gave it to me. It's used by noblewomen of Lucretia. Rosewater, maybe a drop or two in the bath. Albert, do you want one? ”
Freda was Rosamund's servant. It seemed like she cared about all these details to keep the king and queen close.
In fact, Rosamund and Maria lived in a completely different world, and the two worlds were competitive.
If we had only built one resistance and lived together, it would have been because of the servants, not just the two queens, but the atmosphere within the city.
Making their home separate seemed like a divine move no matter how much I thought about it.
However, no matter how hard the servant master tried, it was beyond Albrecht's attention. I just liked that it stimulated my mind freshly through the tip of my nose.
“Phew, I'm done. Speaking of which, I need you to scold me. ”
Then Rosamund, the goddess of the moon, smiles. Her beauty makes Albrecht intoxicated, like no other scent.
Albrecht grabs Rosamund's chubby butt without even knowing it. The king worked harder on the last day than anything else.
Albrecht got up the next morning and prepared his work again. I lightly kissed the slumber queen on her forehead and left the room.
I had a quick breakfast in the restaurant and washed in her bath.
Unlike the marble bathhouse of Maria, Rosamund's bathhouse was short and sweet.
However, in the same place as the fireplace on one side of the wall, a fragrant tree from the eastern continent was burning, giving off a subtle scent.
From the bathhouse, each queen's disposition was revealed. No, maybe the two servants' tendencies were different.
Maria decorated her home with scents and a view out the window if she could visually decorate it through works of art.
Albrecht washed up, took a bath, and walked down the hallway with Salvatore. Then I met one of the maids.
The servant is furious and quickly hides like a long cat. It's no big deal, but it could be a big scolding.
Since the castle has eyes and ears on the walls, even Albrecht was surprisingly well informed.
Albrecht wanted to be considerate of the poor girl by giving her a speech, but giving her a speech could make her more difficult. So I left Rosamund's castle pretending not to care.
Albrecht comes down from the high ground and heads for Asong. You see the soldiers surrounded by gang members of the Thief Guild at the door.
Richard and Einhardt are waiting for you near them. Einhardt yawns at a grumpy molehill, making sure he's still awake.
Except for the women and children, the rice paddles were really bruised in the cheekbones or the pupils.
Albrecht was the one who called him.I thought I should beat him up a bit, but I didn't bother to blame the soldiers for this.
Albrecht walks past them and walks into the abyss.
“Let's go inside. ”
Albrecht walks in the hall at the same time. The prolonged throne room is covered in red carpet on the floor, and there are massive stretches of water on either side.
Richard, Einhardt and Salvatore follow Albrecht. After that, the knights, soldiers, and volunteer thieves followed.
Albrecht sits on a throne made of materials from all over the continent.
The throne was plated with gold and silver, and a golden eagle spread its wings on its backrest, turning its head to the right.
Behind the throne was the lightning axe that killed the most people in the world against the wall.
Albrecht leans elbow-to-elbow on one arm, staring at the thieves. In Albrecht's eyes, there was no particular anger or annoyance.
When Albrecht was a child, he lived simply exploding the rage and struggle within himself.
But now that I've killed so many people, I can see the so-called gangsters and gangsters.
What they're doing still disgusts Albrecht, but they're everywhere and they've always been there. When I pulled out my roots, I was just reborn like weeds.
Albrecht was neither angry nor disgusted with them, nor good. Rather than looking at them from personal emotions, I saw them as just one of many human statues.
“Guild Masters, step forward. ”
Albrecht's thick voice echoes through the hall. The throne room and the hall had structural effects on making the sound loud.
Seongwang, who came to the window on the wall, seemed to have given this place sanctity.
Since they had never been to a building like this before, and had never been inside, the guild leaders of the Thief Guild felt as if someone had given the order from heaven.
Even though my life is at stake right now, I am crushed inside this magnificent and majestic castle.
The guild chiefs roll their eyes at Derueck and together they come out in front of Albrecht. The casket seemed to be a gift to Albrecht.
Albrecht points to the person on the far left of him, without even looking into the box.
“Start talking about what you do and live on. ”
Then the designated guild leader hesitated and stepped forward.
“Well, I run two brothels, and I own a gambling den there. Black Cat Street in the northeast is my Nawabari. where they're doing their taxes. ”
The guild leader just told the truth while using his slang. Albrecht said without changing his face.
“Next.”
The person who said it backwards, and the other guild leader notices and comes forward.
The members behind the guild leaders have been atrophied. However, the pick-pocket kids were busy looking around with their eyes wide open.
“I run two brothels myself. He runs a gambling parlor, and he brings in cheap liquor outside the gates and sells it in the city. I'm getting a cut on the street of a large rat next to this one. ”
Albrecht nods again.
“Next.”
Then the person you just spoke to goes back to his seat, and another guild leader comes forward.
20 guild leaders all said the same thing. Albrecht did not go beyond expectations.
After the last man's words, Albrecht looks at them and says, Albrecht's thick voice echoes through the hall.
“It is unacceptable to walk the margin tax. The Kingdom is my land, not yours. I'll show you mercy this time. Once again, the guild will die from head to toe and be taken to the streets. ”
The guild leader and members simply bowed their heads and heard the king's unilateral sentence.
“I'll give you permission for the entertainment business. However, gambling cannot be done outside the designated place. If the gambling booth is operated outside the designated place, he will also die. And all businesses must pay taxes to me. ”
Those who had been shrinking even though they said they were merciful, raised their heads when they heard permission. What, you're giving me permission? Are you sure about that?
Albrecht said, looking at the guild leaders of the Thief Guild who are making stupid faces.
“In the future, you are just entertainers. If you pay me taxes, I don't care if you do business well and make a lot of money or go down the street. ”
The guild leaders looked at each other in a strange way, even though the competition seemed to kill each other. But Albrecht's words are not finished.
“Taxes are three percent of your income. Fill out your books every day, come out once a week and give a copy to the Royal Treasury. If I get caught tampering with the ledger, I'll cut both my wrists. For those who accuse of defrauding the books, they will pay half the forfeiture if it turns out to be true. ”
The guild masters opened their eyes as wide as the pick-pocket kids. Those ugly looking bastards with bruises all over their faces look pretty silly.
They were ignorant because they had nothing to learn, but they were entrepreneurs. In my head, I quickly began to recap what the king had said.
Albrecht may have left his soldiers in charge, but he can't patrol every street.
When they were in business, they would naturally guard the streets to protect their own business.
Of course, he didn't leave them in charge of the area's security, but he did make the guards act as some kind of control tower. It seemed easy in terms of costly problems or operational aspects.
Not everything will be perfect from the beginning, but in the future, the Thief Guild will have to live with one foot on the ground. There will be a net function, there will be a reverse function.
Just as knights and soldiers of this age are obscured by the borders of robbers, bandits, murderers and murderers, Albrecht also obscured the borders of the grave.
It may take a thousand years to create a government official with a sense of mission for the public good.
Albrecht has only allowed the world to realize itself as naturally as possible.
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