Albrecht's Chronicles

Among the southern Congestion, the region called Asturias was largely plateaux, and there were many tall mountains with fountains of snow in their heads.

Milk farming has always evolved here, and the cheese of Cabraleaux village, aged in limestone caves, is renowned for its delicacies.

Low diurnal temperature variation and cool weather throughout the year make it a good place for people to live, but it was all the same.

The world's veil has fallen, and Orcs have called out from the south. If the kingdom of Congestia were united, we could have stopped them, but the lords would have played separately as the orcs invaded.

The king eventually fled to the empire, and the Viva family of Diego joined forces with the local lords to form a front.

A man named Rodrigo, the son of Diego, exercised his ability to command an army, and people admired him by calling him "El Sid."

El Sidran means "Lord," or "Lord." I did not know why it was nicknamed in the language of the Eastern Continent.

The Viva family had a lot of dealings with the Eastern continent, but they only assumed that it started with what they called Rodrigo's character and skill.

After all, the fortress was built around the Empire's support and was forming a very unique, urban culture around the fortress.

Among many fortified cities, there is a place called Segovia Alcazar, and it is surrounded by a large lake called Cobadonga.

It was the spring of February 15, when the emperor was 15 years old. An Orc and a man have been fighting over this covadon lake to secure the water source.

If it were inland, there might still be a spring cold, but the Asturias is just as cool as ever.

There is fortified ground around the lake, far from Alcazar, Segovia.

Several layers of piles of piles of piles, and after that, the trenches were cut back, and the size of the piles was quite large. It was because there were a variety of people as well as soldiers.

It was more bizarre than a military fortress, but it felt like a field-feeling city.

Not only because there were many mercenaries and adventurers, but also because there were many merchants who offered all kinds of entertainment to suck their money.

It was a world without gambling, drinking, or whoring. Theatre and other things were in big cities.

There was no point in having theatrical performances. Those who made money with their lives were often excited by the excitement of battle. For them, the play was too elegant a cultural life.

Although mercenaries and adventurers don't defend themselves with their soldiers, they often hunt monsters around them.

Especially since the monsters known as Basilisks live only here in Asturias, the cost of the by-products was unimaginable.

Many adventurers challenged me to catch Basilisks, and most of them died recklessly meeting Orcs in the middle.

Only a few encounter the Vasilics roaming the high ground, but they are no match for them.

Despite the massive size and agile movements of the basilisk, the basilisk's venom hardened the tissues as hard as a rock, just by putting it on the skin. If you buried it in your heart or neck, you were right to think it was dead.

A famous adventurer named Pangreb, along with his colleagues, managed to capture Basilisk and make a name for himself. His party was already a living legend in the adventurer world.

Whether it's the breeze from the top of that tall snow mountain, or the breeze from the far seas, a cool breeze has blown to the ground across the plateau.

Inside the sine tree, there was a large moon coefficient, and from a distance, it looked like it had a rich, bouncy head.

Beneath the tree, a boy soldier was reading a book. A sparkly head of a boy blows away in a distant wind, and the wind passes by the plentiful leaves of the bay.

With ruby-like eyes, the boy is just boldly focusing on reading a book.

The boy soldier looked about 15 years old. In a way, he looked younger than him, but he was wearing soldiers' equipment, and in a certain way he looked older.

If there is one thing that grieves the viewer, there are signs of beating around the handsome face.

The blue bruises were pale around the cheekbones for quite some time, and the chapped lips seemed to be coming off soon.

“Hey, Jenny. Is that so funny? ”

A young soldier looks up, who didn't even know who was coming to focus on the book for a long time. A soldier in his 30s, with a beard, looks down at him quietly.

“Boo, Squad Leader. ”

The soldier panicked and was about to get up quickly, but the squad leader pressed down on his shoulder and sat down again.

“All right. Just sit down. I'm not here to say anything. ”

Then the squad leader came next to a boy named Jedi and sat down, leaning against the lunar calendar. You can see the soldiers chattering from afar, drinking and rubbing their whores.

The squad leader makes the boy named Jenny look uncomfortable, and the squad leader continues to look far and wide.

The squad leader recalls the moment he first met Jenny.

“What's your name? ”

“Eisenritter. ”

“What? Agents? What the fuck is your name? If you are the Eisenliter, I am Große Kaiser. ”

“Wa-ha-ha-ha!”

The soldiers around Vignang, the squadron leader, are very small.

“That's it. Let's start with the flag ceremony, shall we? Hey, get a blanket. ”

Then the soldiers laughed and brought a cold blanket, and the squad leader knocked down the allergen, covered the blanket and stepped on it. Even the soldiers around you joined forces to inflict Lynch on the young soldier.

“What the fuck! What the fuck are you doing here? ”

Eigenritor curled up in a blanket, not knowing why he was right. Senior soldiers pick a vacant spot and slap it.

Since then, the Eisenlitter has had to suffer a lot of guts and beatings. The reason the soldiers treat the newcomers like this was to weed out whether the barracks were useless or useless.

Shoulder to shoulder means putting each other's lives on the line, and being next to a pervert can be dangerous for you.

Knights are the best fighters in the battlefield. It was more important for the soldiers to stand on their feet with their deaths on their feet than on their feet.

Moreover, she was weaker and smaller than the adults when she was younger.

He was taller and heavier than his peers, but he was stronger than his peers.

The Squad Leader wanted the Agents to fall out as soon as possible. And I tried to get him to clean up the mess or to do the chores.

Agents used to read books whenever they could, which was even more disturbing to the squad leader. Reading was because I thought I was a coward.

However, the Eisenlitter gripped and endured a few battles, and eventually fought bravely.

Three times the size of an Orc was stabbed through the spear bravely, and a few days ago, he saved the lives of a squad leader in crisis. At this point, the soldiers had no choice but to acknowledge the recruits.

The squadron leader still looks away and says as if throwing.

“Thank you for last time. ”

The Eisenlitter folds his head silently and covers the book, touching only the edge of the book. The cover of the book said "The Albrecht."

The squad leader glances at the agenda next to you and asks.

“But when you read a book, does it make everyone as weird as you? ”

“Yes?”

“No, I mean, it's usually divided into two categories. You can stand up to evil, you can give up. But you, I mean, you don't hate the way you look at us. And then I just kept on going. It felt a little weird. ”

The agency hesitates and looks at the squad leader.

“Not because of the book, but because of the person I met before. Trust is built on action, not words. I just thought if we fought hard together, you'd believe me. ”

The squad leader stares away again, without speaking for a moment. I didn't know who it was, but I thought one kid taught well. Then he said as if throwing again.

“How's the money coming along? ”

“Yes?”

“You, him, the knight school, you said you needed some money to get in. ”

“Yes.”

“Are you collecting them well? ”

“Yes, well, moderately......”

“I like being young. And dreams. By the way, can the civilians get in there? I heard there are only noble disciples everywhere. ”

“But it says in the book that we started teaching war orphans. ”

Then the squad leader laughed.

“When do you talk about it? You don't know the world when you read. ”

“I-I have a letter of recommendation. Maybe it will. All I need is money."

The squad leader just smiles.

“Well, good luck with that. Don't just gamble with those maggots. Oh, and watch your necklace. Looks like the other squad boys are watching us. ”

Then the Eisenreiter took the necklace out of his arms. Just a gold ring tied to a leather strap, and a simple star in the center of the gold ring.

The agent looked at the mother's artifact that he had never seen before, rubbed it, and put it back in his arms. And they didn't talk.

Squad Leader, Eigenritor, Moon coefficient swayed by the wind. These were just peaceful times, but Jinji was overflowing with impure, ugly and obscene things for the boy to see.

The Eisenlitter sees soldiers, mercenaries, and adventurers playing around in prostitutes.

The way the boy had walked was already far from smooth, so it was no big deal.

“The Emperor is coming! ”

Then a knight shouted across the crowd. But who, Your Majesty? Agents' eyes widened.

“Big time, motherfuckers! Grab each tent and take everything you can find! There! Get up and start cleaning! Where are the infantry commanders? What are you doing?”

The knights shouted at the whales and forced the soldiers who were riding the horses to disband.

The soldiers flee screaming and avoiding the knights. There were more than one drunken stumbler.

However, even though the Emperor was coming, the Squad Leader's expression was dull.

“Fuck me. You're lying again.”

The agent who was swelling in expectations for a long time was surprised and asked.

“Bullshit?”

“I've been eating here for three years, and I think I've only heard that sound five times. But the Emperor never came for a son of a bitch. Well, Black Prince came and went two years ago. ”

“Black man?”

“Yes, the Black Prince. You don't even know the empire's prince, do you? I always wear black armor, so I'm called black man. ”

“Can you tell us a little bit more? ”

The agency asked with curious eyes. Since the Albrecht regiment was published only on the front page, no work was written after the immediacy.

Moreover, Einhardt, the author, was known to have left the Imperial Court one day.

The squad leader grabs his chin and stutters.

“More or less. I guess I just can't explain it because I can't learn to write. I just didn't feel like a person. I've never seen anyone so beautiful. It's like, like, if you actually saw a hero or a god in a legend, it would look like a black man. Shiny white hair is secretly golden when it gets sunny. A confident smile. Close to gray eyes. And even though we fought like that, we didn't have to die. ”

“How did you fight? ”

“Just, you know. They fought like crazy on the front lines. And that's when I realized that those high-ranking orderlies had a hard time, too. ”

The Eigenritor is increasingly drawn to the squad leader's story.

“Thanks to the black man, I was able to push myself out to Lake Kovadonga. It was a huge assault. Even Orcs hesitated. And that's why we're fucking struggling here. ”

“What has become of the Black Prince since then? Of course you got the award, right? ”

“What's the prize? The Emperor has made a big fuss. Catch the Emperor and bring him to the Imperial City. That's why the Black Horse was only here for two months. Hey, to be honest with you, even for an emperor, your heart is still raw. I sent my son to learn about my engagement with El Sid's daughter, and suddenly he's on the front lines, and who knew he'd go crazy and fight? ”

“Hey! You two! Clean up after yourself! Move quickly if you don't want to search! ”

Then a knight shouts at the squadron leader and the Eigenritor from afar.

“Oh, fuck me. It wouldn't be unfair if he did. What the hell is this? It's fucking annoying. Yes, I'm coming! Go!”

Squad Leaders and Agents stand up and head for their barracks. Then the agency asked again.

“Then why is the Emperor lying? ”

“Huh? What lie? That the Emperor is coming? Of course the commander here is lying. You said the Emperor would come. I'm just making excuses for the kids. Or maybe he's cheating or something. I'll give you your combat allowance on time. Dog shit. ”

The squad leader grumbles as he heads into the barracks. The agency had expectations, just in case, but the squadron leader gave up on them.

I have read the Albrecht diary more than twenty times since I've been home.

To the boy, the current emperor was a great hero and adventurer. Reading the diary made me feel like I was going on an adventure with the Emperor. If I could see it one day, I wouldn't have wished for it. It was a shame.

When the Orcs attacked, I could sense the signs. I could just see Orcs prowling around, and then a few days later, dozens and hundreds of Orcs would attack at least.

Another Orc attack was detected, and the soldiers were nervous and were trying to defend their position quickly, but this time it was different.

The commander asked me to step out of the camp to form a vibration. What? Are you kidding?

There was this expression in the monster sensation. Orcs are human cows. Dozens or hundreds of cows rush in, and the dust is useless.

“Bastards! It's happening now! If you don't listen to me, I'll kill you where you stand! Move, you bastards!”

The soldiers stagger to see if this is the right thing to do, and the knights and infantry commanders grumble.

The soldiers disobeyed the commander's orders, and it took them a long time to form.

With 3,000 troops forming little by little, the Orcs turn their heads away and come out into the field.

“Kuwaaaahhh!”

A man who appears to be a chieftain of the Orc tribe comes forward screaming and raising his spirits. The agency mutters unknowingly.

“Fuck.”

It felt like a tiger or a lion had entered our cage without any safeguards.

The recruits usually stand in the front row, so most of them didn't survive when attacked by Orcs.

The reason for placing a recruit in front of us was that when the front row started to collapse when we stood in the back row, we ran away rather than filling the vacancy.

Eisenlitter has been in the military for about six months now, and he has been cursing without even knowing it. But it was then.

“Emperor!”

“You're a real emperor! ”

“Oh, my God! ”

The agency's head shifts in the direction of the sound. Far to the right, the emperor walks with his face bared in golden armor. The squadron leader next to you mutters, frozen.

“Son of a bitch...... It's really here......”

The soldiers feel frozen as they see the legendary emperor with their own eyes, rather than a sudden rise in morale.

The emperor had a hot, white beard and gray hair tied behind his back. It looked like an old man with wrinkles all over his face, but charisma flowed from the blue eyes and overwhelmed 3,000 soldiers.

The emperor simply keeps his mouth shut and walks, sweeping through the soldiers with his famous lightning axe in one hand.

He came to the center one day, and as the emperor reached behind him, one of the guards politely offered him a golden helmet.

The emperor put on his helmet and walked with courage to the Orc Chief, who was raising his strength in front of the Orcs. It's dangerous, isn't it? No one's stopping you? Escort? Oh, yeah?

“Kuwaaaahhh!”

The Orc chieftain's shout echoes through the plateau once again. Nevertheless, the emperor walked without hesitation.

Then, with a red cloak, you speed up quickly and start running towards the Orc Chief like a flash of light.

The Orc chieftains rushed as well, and the distant Orcs shouted loudly. Immediately, the Emperor and the Orc chieftain clashed.

Peek! Peek!

The shock wave spreads circularly and sweeps the grass away. Surprisingly, an Orc twice the size of an emperor flew backwards.

The emperor hesitates for a moment, but chases after the red cloak again, grabbing the head of the fallen Orc chieftain and raising it.

Then I grabbed the axe and slapped it out and cut off its thick neck in one fell swoop. Humans and Orcs were all static.

The emperor throws the Orc chieftain's head to the ground, wielding an axe in the air to drain the blood.

As the Eisenliter's heart began to pound, it thumped as if it were about to burst.

Later, the guards rode up to the emperor on horseback and captured the young black horse. The emperor rides the Black Horse and runs to one side.

And soon, from afar, thousands of knights came to the plateau with a flag with a black cross painted on it. The vibration has been transmitted to the agency by tapping the ground.

It's not a metaphor, but now I feel like my heart is going to burst, so I gave it to the vicinity of my heart without my knowing it.

The emperor naturally joined them and ran to the Orcs with his spear at the forefront. The Knights in the Lead shout, raising their spears high.

“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empire!”

Then thousands of knights screamed thunderously at the same time, dropping the entire plateau.

“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empire!”

All the soldiers, including the Eigenritor, are frozen and watching, and the knights rush in screaming.

“What are you doing?! Charge!”

“Long live the Emperor! Charge!”

“Charge!”

I was already excited by the command of the knights or infantry commanders. Immediately, the soldiers rushed forward screaming.

“Waaaahhhh!”

“Long live the Emperor! ”

The rating from the heart exploded into the throat as hard as it could, with the Eisenliter.

“Long live the Emperor! ”

The Orcs start to run away, as if they were seriously attacking if forgotten.

Soon after, the Emperor's spear pierced an Orc and swung the axe, splitting or splitting the Orc's head and body, sprinkled blood.

The Eisenlitter runs forward, as if trying to engrave his image, and stares straight at the far emperor.

Then I met the Emperor's eyes. The flame blazes in the Emperor's blue eyes.

End

Author's Words

whwldns, thanks for your support.

Second place winner.

Just a little taste.

Unlike Part 1, the main character in Part 2 is

I'm going to bake a lot...

But it's getting stronger.

How strong it gets.

It's a secret...

The time background is

Two to two and a half generations.

As Westard said,

Ever since the world's veil opened,

Those with magical talents.

You said you'd be born.

The protagonist makes magic.

Whether or not to use it.

If you look at Part 2, you'll see...

Just so you know,

We just ran out of meteorites.

There is no such magic.

There won't be any of this.

If Part One is the dawn of history,

Part Two is the age where magic begins.

Part 3 is the Age of Swords and Magic.

So this is my idea.

In chapter two, there's a huge historical event

There will be, and the main character is very important.

and that's what it does.

If you keep talking, I'm gonna spoil the whole thing.

I'll keep it down.

I wish you all a wonderful day.