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The banquet was held naturally after dinner at the royal palace. Of course, Albrecht was pleased with the Northern Lords who fought with him, including those around him such as Randolph, Hermann, and Wilhelm.
Rosamund was also pleased with Cecilia, Agnes and Gisella, and the northern nobles were all friends of each other, so they were happy to meet each other.
The banquet was no louder than I thought. At the center of the spacious restaurant, the nobles all gathered together and talked comfortably around each other.
Many were talking to the licensed knights outside of Sung Sung. Because the northern nobles were mostly from the Lysen Knights, the current king's Air Force knights were their successors.
The nobles of the north seemed to melt naturally into the castle, but the nobles of the middle seemed uncomfortable.
Most of the central lords in the Wrightingen Field were torn apart, and once again they were torn apart by Zigmunt, even though they were from the same central region.
No one intended to, but the Northern and Central groups divide naturally.
The noblewomen of the North united around Rosamund, and the lords, including the nobles of the North, united around Albrecht. And the nobles of the Middle Kingdom had nothing but zigmunt to rely on.
Many of the lords were armed and wearing swords because there was no other conquest.
The men and women who put their hands on the sod belt and talked to their friends with wine glasses in their hands, leaning against the wall comfortably, teamed up with their husbands.
The stars in the night sky attended the banquet as the Crucible Milky Way gently embroidered the sky. There are dozens of torches placed here and there, and the castle is almost as bright as daylight.
Albrecht and his sidekick take a moment out of Ascent and have a conversation in the sperm of the garden. One arm sits comfortably on a handrail behind you, holding a pipe cigarette in one hand.
In sperm, Randolph and Herman, Eugene, Carpen, Wilhelm, Hrolph and Richard sat together, and Earls and Barons who bled together in the war around their sperm were carrying pipe cigarettes or wine glasses.
Albrecht pointed to Randolph as a pipe cigarette with a relaxing smile.
“I didn't tell you at the time that I was afraid you'd fight, but I think Herman won. ”
“Look! I won! ”
Randolph shakes his head with a smile and spits out a rude word.
“Your Majesty seems to have aged a lot. because you can't tell the difference. ”
“Wa-ha-ha!”
The lords standing around smile at Randolph's words.
The topic of the conversation was when Albrecht was former Lord of Oberburn, when Randolph and Hermann were competing for speed patrols.
There was a handicap that said Randolph rode a longer course because he rode better than Hermann, but he still came in late.
Randolph's rude words make Albrecht's smile darker. Then suddenly, I asked about the Romulans.
“Oh, what happened to the Lomuvas? How are they?”
Randolph takes a sip of his cigarette and spits it out. Cigarettes were not currently universal, but they were trendy among noble men because they were not as expensive as they used to be.
“They say I'm a merciful king. I told them the king was different, and they all looked puzzled. ”
With the Lomumbas' narrow worldview, I had no idea that there were peaks that spanned the north and center beyond Zigmeringen.
It was because their home and Zichmaringen were all that was left of the world.
The northerners captured all who lived to the north of them and called them the Romulans. In fact, like the Bedukind, they had dozens of tribes and were almost to the south of each other.
From then on, the tribe of Lomubas that came down to Randolph's lands is like the king of the South.
“That's what I heard. I call him the Great Bear King. ”
Herman listens to Randolph. Albrecht was more proud than he was offended when he called them kings. It was most unusual that you accepted it rather than killing the Romulans.
“Oh, by the way, the potatoes the director sent me didn't want to eat. I heard it's some kind of Devil Fruit. ”
“So did I. ”
“Why didn't you eat? ”
“I didn't think he was ugly. It must be because something unseen looks so ugly that it bears fruit underground. The skinny things that can't be eaten and dried are not eaten by dogs, and they don't even look at me. ”
The potatoes were recently acquired by Albrecht from the southern continent and were an unfamiliar crop in the north or middle of the countryside.
Although it grew well in barren environments, it was spreading at a rapid rate as an old-growth crop, it seemed that the Lomumbas had never seen anything like it before.
Albrecht looks at Hermann and says,
“So what did you do? Did you eat it all because you didn't? ”
“What do you take me for? Well, I showed him what I was eating right in front of him. Roasted and bitten, I suggested everyone try it. Then he began to eat gradually, and from then on he ate well. ”
The Romulans say they don't even eat dogs. Herman eats them in front of them, so I can't say it.
The smile does not leave Albrecht's face. You nod with a cigarette in your mouth. And I felt relieved. You're all in good hands.
“But what happened to that? I heard you became an apostle.”
Albrecht shakes his head at the thought of the Holy See.
“The Pope was annoyed that he was trying to take a leg off. That's why there was a strict throne. ”
“Hahaha!”
The lords smile again. The Pope's authority flashed during the Crusades, but it was because it was not a world that completely ruled people's minds.
But Randolph said with a serious look.
“So what's the truth? Are you really an apostle from God? ”
In Randolph's inquiry, the lords, including their vassals, became somewhat serious. Albrecht glances at them and smiles.
“Well, what do you think? ”
“I always knew the Master wasn't a man. ”
Even the people around Albrecht were powerless to do anything in the world.
Even as they saw it, Albrecht was strong enough to run the ark. Is this person really a person? I've always wondered. Then, even an apostle didn't have much objection.
Albrecht smiles at them and says, "It's nothing."
“I think an apostle is nothing. Everyone can be an apostle or not. If you just live your life honestly and sincerely and responsibly and do something for others, that's an apostle, not something else. I'm not interested in spiritual relief. I'm just trying to save the fucking reality. So you're an apostle after all. ”
The lords quickly became confused and confused. It was a bit blasphemous to say that anyone could be an apostle, but that was not a problem for them.
As you may not know, Albrecht only thinks he's someone else.
Carpen, who was sitting in his sperm, looks at Albrecht and says,
“That's an interesting idea. Anyone can be an apostle. I hadn't thought of that. What's the difference between a wanderer on the street and a king in terms of apostles? ”
Carpen has never been tougher before or now. Randolph frowns and looks at Carpen. But Albrecht, the party, just laughed.
“Yes. They and I are essentially no different. The only difference is how you live. ”
Karpen was most surprised by Albrecht's kind answer. I opened my eyes and looked at Albrecht.
“Yeena, you're still here. That extraordinary creature might be a true apostle. ”
Modern common sense was a rather shocking thought, no matter how clever Carpen may be.
The peak of everyone says he is like a street bum or himself, but he doesn't seem normal. However, his mind seemed more obstinate than anyone else's.
Those around you refuse to accept Albrecht's words. What was unusual about Albrecht's spirituality was that it was unacceptable that the wanderer and the king on the streets were the same. Even if he admitted it himself.
The Apostle's story caused me to feel serious and heavy for a while, but the atmosphere quickly relaxed as a light conversation topic appeared.
Albrecht continues a comfortable conversation surrounded by his followers and friends.
They were close friends on the battlefield, so Albrecht was a bit harsh, but rather comfortable.
“No, I was fighting so hard, I didn't even know it was broken. I kept swinging it. So I borrowed this guy's deputy armor next to the napda. ”
“Shit, is that what you borrowed? Stolen.”
“Oh, then what do we do? I couldn't help but pick up something else from the horse. You know, back then. ”
“Hahahaha!”
Two Earls around Albrecht were talking about the battle with the Horsas.
Even so, I couldn't hear my comrade's armor come out and fight in the middle of a fight, so the people around me shake their heads and smile. Now it was all a memory.
While everyone was talking comfortably, a knight from Zigmunt approached Albrecht. Then he whispered in his ear.
“Okay, got it. I want you to bring him in now. No, wait a minute. I need to send Richard.”
The bystanders around were curious about what the hell they were talking about. Albrecht looked at Richard and said,
“Looks like the Princess of Veles is almost here. But he doesn't look like much. Richard, you take the wagon and go get him. ”
Perhaps she was a foreign princess, so Albrecht also wrote politely. Richard was the wedding party, so he wanted to get to know him and let him go.
Richard gives you a somewhat unfamiliar look, then nods and answers. Albrecht looks at him.
“I understand.”
Marriage has been said for a long time, and since the recent advances were made, King Velez sent his sister to get married early.
Zigmunt told me that the king was holding an adult ceremony and being friendly to his sister.
It was a detailed internal matter, but the world of power was cold even among families.
Richard gets up from his seat, leaving his wine glass by his side, and follows the knight out of the intestine.
Randolph, Hermann, and other patrons look back at Richard, who is leaving.
Then Randolph speaks to Albrecht in secret.
“That guy. Is it reliable?”
It's funny that Albrecht asked Randolph, who had been away for four years, if he could trust Richard who was always next to him.
But Randolph has been on the battlefield with him for so long that he deserves to say so.
“Puha, it doesn't matter what you believe now. And I fought with you. There's nothing to believe. ”
“But you're Belgian, aren't you? ”
“He's a Belgian, so he's fit to sit as king. ”
Randolph rolls his eyes and wonders if it's true for a moment. Albrecht smokes a pipe as he looks away at Richard's back.
“But there is one problem. ”
With the horse, cigarette smoke crawls out of Albrecht's mouth.
“What is it?”
“Looks like you have a boyfriend. ”
Randolph's eyes widen. It was a look on his face.
Randolph loved his wife, so he didn't keep a government separate, but many nobles led the government besides his wife. It was not a particularly dreadful world for a lord to lead a ruler.
Marriage was originally a type of diplomacy with a strong policy, and there was a widespread awareness that love was separate, so there were many nobles who remained in a relationship with the woman they had dated before the marriage.
But Albrecht had a different idea. Married couples aren't the only ones who should love each other, but they could have a setback in their plans.
When things went wrong, it started with a small crack. However, it was not possible to interfere with the privacy of all adults.
Suddenly, I thought about assassinating Richard's lover, but I stopped. He'll take care of himself.
The stars in the night sky were shining as if they were enjoying their own banquet.
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