Zigmunt bought a mansion closest to the castle and stayed there.
Unlike emerging lords like Randolph, Hermann and Carpen, Siegmund has long managed his territory, so he doesn't need to go down there.
He left the management of the territory to his eldest son, who remained in the royal family and helped Albrecht. The second son stayed in the royal province and assisted Zigmund.
In the meantime, if Carfen is in charge of finance and human resources, and Albrecht is in charge of public affairs or the management of the royal provinces, Zigmunt has been handed over a little bit of the king's work.
Although Carpen was still the king's treasurer, Zigmunt was the prize for overall operations.
Zigmunt's mansion was surrounded by a high stone wall, and a small courtyard passed through it.
Then there was a stone wall again, and there was a dead end, which reminded me of the maze.
Beyond that maze comes the central garden, where Sigmund lives.
Sigmund looks out over the thick curtains in the dark room. Numerous merchants have been sent around with trade permits or inspected for goods to be delivered to the city.
A light came through the narrow curtain, illuminating the shaded face of Zigmund.
“Tell me. What's the trouble? ”
Behind the back of a zigmunt looking out the window, a middle-aged man sat behind a desk in the office. I rolled my eyes and saw the surrounding knights of the ashes, picking them up in fear.
Their careless, cold eyes turn towards them. Some of them weren't interested, but they were just working on the dagger.
Unlike the Knights of the Licence, the knights of the Chancellor were not specialized in combat, but experienced all sorts of dirty things.
He was originally a wandering knight and had been hired by Zigmunt as a mercenary for a long time. Some of them were mercenaries, not knights at all.
The point about using people was that Zigmunt was similar to Albrecht. However, he had no regard for honor. Above all, it was his ability to do things.
The middle-aged woman swallows her saliva, trying her best to stay calm. He said he was talking nonsense, but his voice was shaking.
“Well, I was delivering perfumes to Queen Two, and one of her neighbors broke the contract unilaterally. I've already got a bunch of stuff stacked up, so I'd like to sell it somewhere else. I had already paid for everything, so I became a beggar. ”
Zigmunt still looked closely at the merchants outside the window, and said, standing tall with a middle-aged man.
“Who's the sidekick? ”
“This is Emilio. He said he painted. He manages silk, fabric, clothing, perfumes, dyes and pigments. I hate to say it, but he was acting like an unmanned man at the queen's behest. If I didn't like the product, it was a dishonest act to put me in suspense or to dismantle the contract in order to be fickle. Don't even say bribe. That's what the nobles want. Go away. ”
Maria was very interested in fashion and art, so she supported all kinds of artists, and they lived honorably in a Resistance.
Naturally, the veil of phosphorus was set around Mary, but merchants who were delivering goods from the outside hadn't actually seen her.
The second thing Maria likes about luxury is that she has no sense of money, so the artists are in charge of dealing.
The problem was that, because the world had been so indifferent to art, artists who had risen in slumber were getting drunk and acting on it.
When the sun shines on the world, it cannot reveal everything. As the light was bright, the shade was also dark.
Albrecht did not interfere with the queen's affairs. It was because the two queens made the house as peaceful as possible and focused on the work people were doing to care for the outside.
In the beginning, Sigmund had no affection for his daughter, but now, despite being a queen, she was disgusted with her ignorance and innocence.
A country that he thought only of in his head finally appeared in the world, but I couldn't let a flea like Emilio roam around.
But that was it, and Zigmunt wasn't the one who spoke his mind.
“So what do you want to do? The Emilio is, as you said, the queen's sidekick. It can't be me. ”
The middle-aged man was puzzled by Zigmund's words.
“Ha, but I heard His Holiness recently killed a sculptor. I'll give you as much money as you want. So this time..."
Sigmund takes his gaze out the window and turns back. His face is completely in the shade.
Then I looked at the middle-aged man with ferocious eyes. The middle-aged man squeezes his neck and bows his head.
“I did what? ”
The middle-aged man quickly realized he had made a mistake as a discerning merchant.
“Oh, no. Well, I just heard a rumor somewhere. ”
“Do you come to me to kill the queen's side of the family? You wouldn't have anything to say if you died right now, would you? ”
The merchant flinches and gets down from his chair and kneels.
“I'm not going anywhere to tell you! No, no! I'll live like I'm dead in the countryside, no matter what delivery! Just save my life! Your Majesty, please! ”
Zigmunt lifts his eyes up, sighing lightly, as if annoying to the middle-aged gypsum. And the red light swept off the brown beard.
“Sit back down, I'm not going to kill you. ”
The middle-aged woman drops to her knees and lets out cold sweat. I rolled my eyes and my head went back several times faster than usual.
After a while, I looked around, and I stood up and sat back in the chair.
Sigmund said again, looking at the middle-aged man.
“I'll take the money you brought today in a salutation. This Emilio guy...... is going to be in a big accident soon. ”
It meant acceptance, but it was not explicit acceptance. The middle-aged man understood, but he just wanted to get out of this dark space.
The firewood has been burning for a long time and the air in the room is cozy, but the middle-aged man can't help but feel the chilly backside.
Zigmunt turns his head and shakes his hand lightly. One of his knights approaches the middle-aged man and touches him.
The middle-aged man almost stumbled, startled, but soon came to his senses. I understood what the knight meant by that, and quickly left the room.
Sigmund sits on a desk chair, elbows tucked and beards tucked. I thought about it for a moment, but then I sat in the corner and called my second son who was listening to the conversation.
“Rotar, come closer. ”
Then, out of the shade, not even the shallow light coming through the thick curtain, a figure walked out and approached Zigmund.
The hair color resembled my mother more than my father. It was like Mary, but her eyes were brown, like her father's.
The smoke looked similar to Albrecht, but he was not that tall and had a handsome face but it looked cold somewhere.
Zigmunt said without giving such a look to his son.
“Let Bigherich do his thing. It needs to be clean and full of messages. To scare the rats out of their wits. ”
“I understand.”
None of the people in the gut didn't know what Sigmund was asking Bigherich to do.
Sigmund gives his son a brief instruction, then looks on one side and says:
“Magnus, who's next? ”
Magnus was a servant of Zigmund. He was an old man with gray hair, but he replied with a neat clothing rack.
“His name is Wolfgang. Underboss of the British Brotherhood. ”
The Brichen Brotherhood is a group of violent people tied up in their hometowns. Brighten was the name of their hometown.
“What brings you here? ”
“I'll give you some information about the Brotherhood. Apparently, he's snitching on his boss. ”
“Let them in.”
Magnus bows slightly and leaves the room.
Sigmund didn't need any other information. The one who snitched on the boss was a trifle.
Albrecht has done a great deal of work in the meantime, so the details have failed him.
What Albrecht did to Zigmunt was nothing more than a mouthful, so he began to look into the shadows of the royal family.
In fact, it was Zigmund's specialty to deal with rats. Since no one could follow Zigmunt in this world, all sorts of filthy and wicked people in the royal kingdom called Zigmunt the Grand Duchess of Shadows.
If the daytime sun was Albrecht, Siegmund was the shadow that ruled the night.
Soon after, a loaf of bread rolled back and forth into Zigmunt's office.
There were all kinds of documents on the bookshelf, and the furniture was simple and sophisticated. The carpet on the floor was depicted with imported sea and exotic symbols from nomads on the Eastern continent.
The breadcrumb looked around the knights of Zigmunt, and he shivered slightly. Finally, he bowed his head as he met the cold gaze of Zigmunt.
Two weeks after Lewis arrived in the royal province, Carpen returned from District Commissioner Kalnitz.
Albrecht called in his side for a strategy meeting. Zigmunt and Karpen and Richard are gathered in the king's chambers.
Albrecht is sitting at his desk, biting a pipe cigarette, and reading Einhardt's first draft. Einhardt stands beside you.
It was Albrecordings, not siloxes, so Albrecht had to do it himself.
I hardly touched anything, and I pointed out anything that seemed personal.
Unlike Zigmunt's office, Albrecht's office was illuminated by light coming into the window to illuminate its interior.
It was not a direct angle to receive the sun's light, so it was not that dazzling. A cozy, relaxing light enters the window.
Only a small amount of dust and cigarette smoke floated through the light, enjoying the peace.
Zigmunt, Carpen and Richard are sitting around the wooden table, waiting for a meeting, where Louis is nowhere to be found.
I was going to use him for a long time to influence the nobles of Eastern Veles, but the situation didn't change, so I let him stay in the castle as a guest.
Lewis was more interested in the royal justice system than anything else, and spent more time with the judges having meals or drinks.
Albrecht gets up from his seat and heads to the table, handing over the last chapter of his story.
“I'm sorry to keep you waiting. How was your vacation with Carpen? ”
At Albrecht's words, Carpen smiles and replies.
“A vacation. It was a lot of work to get to Kalnitz. Supervise the construction of the cathedral, take care of the children, take care of the people, do you really think I've been on vacation? ”
“That's your job, Youngjin, not mine. ”
Albrecht makes fun of him, speaking boldly on purpose. Karfen shakes his head with a smile, thinking the king's jokes have improved considerably, unlike before.
Albrecht takes out his chair with a slight smile and sits on the side of the table. On the wooden table is a map from Lauren to the capital of Veles.
“Carpen, you know the drill. I'm not going to explain it to you. We have some business in the east, so we can't move right away, but we've all come here to discuss what kind of approach we should have about Velez in the future. ”
Albrecht comfortably leans on his chair and looks at Zigmunt and says,
“Yes, Grand Duke Östern. Who is Reynolds? ”
Albrecht has asked Sigmund to find out about Reynald, the lord of Veles, who's been targeting Lauren for the past two weeks.
Sigmund lowers his head slightly to the king and looks down.
“He is very good at dealing with nobles. He proactively encouraged the alliance of marriages from his ancestors, and even if he did wrong, his territory could be in jeopardy, but he used it as an opportunity to merge the surrounding territories. In the name of defending the powerless lords of the Minor Lords, he built a reputation for treating the no-nonsense nobles with generosity, and even when he invaded another territory, he was supported. And now he's actively building a marital alliance, and in order to do that, he's going to need a lot of children. There are many bastards among governments. Although everyone admitted to being an orthodox interpreter themselves, it makes the household feel a bit chaotic. Some people say the Lemmings are pig aristocrats. ”
It was different from Zigmunt, but it was okay to compare it to Zigmunt in Veles.
"Pig aristocrat, my God. ’
Albrecht thought it would be more chaotic than the Banhenheims. However, since the party of the Banhenheim family is in place, they did not take it out of their mouths.
When I heard that Philip and the Boduin were brothers, I remembered my surprise. It was because they looked like grandchildren.
Perhaps it was because of the messy household that caused them to age so much.
Albrecht thinks back to his point as he releases his thoughts. However, I felt like I was drawing a blurry picture, but I didn't come up with a good idea.
“It's easy to drive the troops away, but this way too. I think there's something, something, I don't think there's a good way. What do you want the Grand Duke to do? ”
Albrecht looks at Zigmunt and asks. It's a loss to think for yourself with such a good head.
“I've been thinking about something since I left the expedition and arrived at Lauren. But I had to listen to Louis, and I had to fix it. How about this? The king can arrange a point of contact with Reynald through Lewis. and support him. ”
An unexpected sound raises questions on Albrecht's face. Because Albrecht was secretly thinking of Reynald as an enemy. And on the contrary, you want me to support him?
Zigmunt continued.
“King Velez is currently under the reign of his sister as a child. It's weakened a lot of control over the trunks. That's why Reynolds is encouraged to start a civil war. If he has a civil war, it's in our best interest, even if he has a separate kingdom without one. because you can take it apart. At the same time, I propose to the royal family of Veles to marry Lord Richard. Then they have no choice. ”
It was really a subtle trick. Both Carpen and Richards in the intestine, including Albrecht, put out their inner tongues.
Actually, Reynald and the royal family of Veles didn't get along so well in the first place, so it wasn't a split plan. On the contrary, Reynolds hesitates.
But Albrecht didn't want to do anything. I've always lived with a legitimate slaughter of the opponent, and something evil has come to my mind.
However, after walking the king's path, he abandoned himself and was able to do whatever was necessary. Sigmund's plan was clearly a ruse.
Albrecht closes his eyes for a moment, killing himself, and looks at Zigmunt. I couldn't rule out what the king would do because of my personal disposition.
“Good idea. So there could be two strategies depending on how he gets out, have you thought about that? ”
“Of course. First of all, if he starts a civil war..."
“Your Majesty! ”
Zigmunt tries to resume his speech, but someone opens the door of the office. Who dares barge in here to discuss the Kingdom's strategy?
But that someone was just Mary. Richard and Carpen look down at her, but Sigmund coldly looks at his daughter.
Mary squeals, pointing her finger at her father.
“Well, get him out now! ”
Albrecht said with a look on his face:
“I'm in an important meeting. What the hell is going on? ”
“He, he, he killed my painter! Punish me! Punish me! Yeah, yeah! Whip! Whip! ”
Maria yells, recalling being scourged by her father when she did something wrong when she was young.
Nevertheless, Albrecht scratched his beard, expressing no surprise. because Albrecht knew.
It was Albrecht himself who paid for the documents that killed Emilio, the painter of Mary.
Not just Emilio. Many have already fallen to Albrecht's approval and been assassinated.
When Zigmunt posted the paperwork about what someone was doing and how to kill them, Albrecht would read it and sign it, no matter what. So the day and night of the royal province were connected.
Albrecht may have had his heart set on something, but it makes Maria feel annoyed.
The administration of the kingdom shook her head, and sometimes she had to do dirty things, which I can't explain to Maria here.
Albrecht looks at her with a slightly agitated face and says,
“Get out.”
When the king, who didn't think of it, who didn't want to love it, coldly said, Maria looks shocked. I always thought I heard something similar.
During the time of Albrecht's lordship in Oberburn, I made a brief stop in Heldenburg, Siegmund's territory, to return the land.
Little Mary came into the reception room, had a little chat with Albrecht, and her father found her.
And my father told me to just get out cold. At that time, my father and his king, and my beloved husband, seemed to overlap.
Maria mutters something, tears in her eyes and turns away.
The servants and maids who followed her to stop her hurriedly close the door to the office and follow her.
Einhardt was watching all of this from the side of the office.
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