How to Live as a Wandering Knight

Chapter 196: ๐‘๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง (4)



Chapter 196: ๐‘๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง (4)

As the civil war dragged on, it became common to see knights from the Empire outside of it as well, for various reasons.

While the elves of Erlans boasted that only they were true knights, the knights of the Empire were no slackers either. They were especially well-regarded in this conflict-ridden peninsula.

Suetlg frowned and said,

โ€œWe must be cautious. If they are nobles from a fallen house, they may be concealing their talents.โ€

โ€œIโ€™ll bear that in mind.โ€

Johan nodded. Not only the guilds passed down techniques โ€“ the noble households did as well. It would be no surprise if a knight from a fallen noble house possessed some visions.

And from what he heard, this opponent had a style of taking action right away without bothering about honor or anything once he judged the situation unfavorable.

Johan persistently grilled the messenger, one thing at a time, to the point where the messenger grew tired of answering first.

It was an improper thought, but the messenger felt like the count was intentionally beating around the bush.

From the countโ€™s position, it was just a band of thieves, not even a handful. Wasnโ€™t he asking too much while dealing with them?

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

Sir Zeraman was a knight from the Empire and a mercenary captain who was relatively well-regarded for his clean work and abilities. Thanks to his noble bloodline as a knight, he was easily able to catch Advikoโ€™s attention for this task.

โ€œPush forward quickly. We need to conquer it before sunset!โ€

At Zeramanโ€™s shout, his subordinates roared out a battlecry as they charged towards the town entrance. The makeshift battering ram struck the front gate. It was a crude and ugly weapon, but it was effective enough.

๐’๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก!

But Oragonโ€™s subordinates who had retreated into the town were no pushovers either. Arrows came flying out immediately. Zeraman raised his shield to block them, then looked ahead.

โ€œKnight dastardโ€™s men are not to be trifled with.โ€

โ€œWhy is knight dastard even at a town?โ€

Zeraman spat out. This should have been a much easier job originally. They should have quickly pillaged the town and set fire to it. . .

He couldnโ€™t help but feel irritated that knight dastard had shown up out of nowhere with his men. Their abilities were better than he had anticipated, forcing them to launch a surprise attack.

While his mercenary subordinates didnโ€™t care much for honor, if word spread, it would ultimately be Zeramanโ€™s loss. Nobles didnโ€™t like associating with dishonorable people, whether they were allies or enemies.

As someone aspiring to rise up in status, Zeraman had no choice but to find this situation vexing.

โ€œCould it be that the magistrate was deceiving us. . .?โ€

At his subordinateโ€™s words, Zeraman flushed with anger.

โ€œNonsense. Why would the magistrate do that? You know how many troops he prepared! The gathered mercenaries number in the thousands, and the knights from the empire are as numerous as grains of wheat. Wizards have come as well!โ€

โ€œY-Youโ€™re right.โ€

As someone who had personally seen the forces gathering in Mairene City, Zeraman was certain of Advikoโ€™s sincerity. The knights sent by the emperor, and even the wizards.

By achieving great merits here, he would be introduced by Adviko to meet the emperor! This was what he had decided.

โ€œCaptain! Captain! Enemies behind us!โ€

At the sudden report, the mercenaries tensed up. A scout came rushing over the hill behind them, urging them to surrender.

Zeraman laughed derisively and rejected him, saying:

โ€œI donโ€™t know who leads you all, but if he has any honor as a warrior, he should fight me one-on-one to decide the victor! Donโ€™t retreat like a coward!โ€

โ€œI will convey your message.โ€

As the scout left, Zeraman whistled. He didnโ€™t know their numbers, but the enemy likely thought of them as just a gang of rogues and would be caught unprepared.

It would be great if they let their guard down.

โ€œCaptain. Should I shoot him when he comes out?โ€

โ€œHm? . . .Yeah. If by some chance he puts up a decent fight, just shoot him down.โ€

โ€œUnderstood!โ€

He felt somewhat uneasy about it, but there was no law saying you couldnโ€™t resort to the same tactic twice.

Among his subordinates was one who was skilled with the bow. Zeraman gave the order, then rode his horse forward. The enemy was also approaching with their men.

โ€˜๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ? ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ. . .โ€™

They were well-equipped, but not too great in number. If their leader fell, they would likely fall into great chaos.

Their leader was also well-armed, but looked rather young. He was clearly an inexperienced knight. An easy opponent to toy with.

Zeraman leapt down from his horse, then held up his sword and shield. He called out:

โ€œI am Zeraman from Drelux! Who are you?โ€

โ€œJohan of the Yeats Family.โ€

Johan gave a curt reply, then slowly walked forward while holding his warhammer. He seemed more like an executioner than a knight about to duel.

Zeraman felt Johanโ€™s words echo strangely in his ears, refusing to fade away.

What was this feeling. . .?

โ€œC-Count Yeats?!โ€

Zeraman called out in alarm as he stared at Johan, finally realizing the meaning of those words that now rang in his head like temple bells.

โ€œWait, Count Yeats! Wait a moment! Thereโ€™s been a misunderstanding. . .โ€

Despite being active in the empire, even Zeraman had heard of Johanโ€™s fame. Rumors told of the young count borrowing the power of God to achieve victory in many battles, slaying over ten monsters.

While Zeraman was a cunning knight, he was no fool who would willingly fight an unwinnable battle. He had no intentions of facing one-on-one a knight who could be considered one of the finest in the empire.

But Johan paid no heed to Zeramanโ€™s words. Zeraman had to pay the price for his underhanded surprise arrow attack.

The warhammer swung around and a guarding Zeraman was smashed sideways from the shattering impact.

โ€œGahhh!โ€

In the past, when a giant had appeared, he had wondered โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ด?โ€™.

Zeraman felt he now understood indirectly. His whole body went limp, unable to breath.

Behind him, his shocked subordinate scrambled to ready his bow.

๐’๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก!

But it wasnโ€™t an arrow shot by Zeramanโ€™s subordinate.

It was an arrow shot by a centaur.

At some point, centaurs who had been hiding behind the hill revealed themselves, drawing their bows. Zeramanโ€™s subordinate grabbed his throat and collapsed.

โ€œWaiโ”โ€

Johan didnโ€™t even listen to Zeramanโ€™s words, immediately cutting off his breath. There was a dull sound as blood spurted out. Only then did Johan look towards the scout and complain:

โ€œDespite your dramatic report, his skills werenโ€™t that great, were they? I got worried over nothing.โ€

Due to the scoutโ€™s exaggerated report, Johan had also been quite nervous.

โ€œ. . .S-Sorry.โ€

The scout cursed himself for even having such impious thoughts for a moment. If his true feelings were revealed, he would probably end up a corpse.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

After that, Johan kept uprooting enemies one by one as he surveyed the area. It was to prepare for the enemyโ€™s attack, but to others it just looked like an honorable deed.

Some feudal lords harbored slight discontent, but not many people could openly express their displeasure to Johan, who was permitted by the Order and commanded a formidable army.

While mercenaries and rogues were being suppressed and executed before they could do anything across the land, the main force led by Adviko departed from the city and started heading south.

โ€œ. . .What did you just say?โ€

Adviko couldnโ€™t believe the unbelievable report. But no matter what, nothing changed. The soldier repeated in a frightened voice,

โ€œThe Order has finished preparations to fight by hiring mercenaries. I asked merchants several times and they all gave the same answer. . .โ€

The Order properly heeded Johanโ€™s warning. They hired mercenaries, summoned feudal lords within their sphere of influence, and requested support from other free cities.

Of course they didnโ€™t all gather at once, but even with some gathered it was enough force. Adviko was flabbergasted at the report that nearly a thousand troops had gathered in front of Mount Cyrandel.

Even though I was so careful. . .!

โ€œNo need to worry too much, Adviko-gong. It seems the enemy hastily prepared, but even so, we have the advantage.โ€

โ€œThose knight dastards wonโ€™t be able to withstand my spear.โ€

Adviko was somewhat reassured by the words of the knights sent by the emperor from the Empire.

Usually they arrogantly look down on these mainlanders as being from the Holy Empire, but when it came to fighting, they were tremendously reliable.

The knights of the Holy Empire were known to be as good at fighting as the elves of Erlans. So much so that they were even called barbaric.

Moreover, these knights were famished.

โ€œGive me and my men the vanguard.โ€

โ€œNo. Shouldnโ€™t we still look at the situation? Itโ€™s too early to split up. . .โ€

โ€œAre you ordering me now?โ€

โ€œOf course not! I respect you, but the situation is still unclear so letโ€™s be cautious.โ€

Neither did the Emperor trust Adviko to send his trusted knights, nor did the knights come down this far with overflowing loyalty.

The reason the Emperor sent them was because he himself could no longer control them.

Fighting so much in the southern Empire but with no decent gains, coins owed kept piling up. . .

The vassal contract was not some absolute loyalty pledge. If one side couldnโ€™t keep their promise, the other side could betray them without argument.

The emperor, driven to desperation, sent many of his knights south in large numbers.

It was a desperate measure, but the effect was unexpectedly good. Because the knights had their eyes wide open to plunder the abundant peninsula.

. . .From Advikoโ€™s position though, the difficulty of command had gone up quite a bit.

The knights were commanders of their own troops, each bringing their own men. In times like these considerable rights were customarily permitted.

Charging recklessly, ignoring orders and going out to scout alone. . .

It was common for them to refuse orders and act independently even when commanded by their liege lord in a vassal contract, let alone equal-standing Adviko.

โ€œIf not you lords, who can I trust? Mercenaries? Wizards? I only trust you lords.โ€

โ€œHahahaha! Yes, just keep trusting only us, Adviko-gong.โ€

Adviko barely placated the knights to prevent them from acting separately. Though they didnโ€™t listen to words, they were one of the most powerful forces. He had to keep them there until he grasped the situation.

โ€˜๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜–๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต.โ€™

It was rare for nobles to obediently follow orders when their own fiefs were burning. Quite a large number would likely defect.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

Bishops, nobles from the city, and greater and lesser feudal lords. . .

They received reports that an enemy army was coming down, but those present did not look too worried.

If they had heard this news by surprise, half of them would have fled and the other half would have hidden in the mountains.

But now there was confidence. The confidence of knowing in advance and being prepared.

It didnโ€™t matter that the enemy had slightly greater numbers. Isnโ€™t the defensive side always at an advantage? Just as those from the empire looked down on them, they looked down on the imperials as well.

When you gain the confidence that you can win, it naturally leads to further thoughts. The nobles present glanced at each other, subtly taking stock.

โ€œThe honorable vanguard position. . .โ€

โ€œSince Iโ€™m participating anyway, I should distinguish myself properly.โ€

โ€œThe problem is Count Yeats.โ€

They had also heard the rumors about Count Yeats.

He had received a revelation in a dream, passed it on to the people of the denomination, and summoned the armies in this vicinity.

Who wouldnโ€™t have brought their own troops to participate? But the accomplishments and words of Count Yeats carried different weight.

If such a count offered to take the vanguard, who could step forward to stop him?

โ€œYour Excellency Count, will you take the vanguard?โ€

โ€œI appreciate the honorable offer, but my subordinates are tired and need some rest.โ€

โ€œ!โ€

โ€œ!!โ€

Johanโ€™s unexpected refusal surprised the nobles.

โ€œWith the other lords gathered here, I think it should be sufficient.โ€

โ€œYou make an excellent point, Count!โ€

โ€œI agree with that!โ€

Fearing Johan might change his mind, the nobles hurriedly concurred. Nodding repeatedly, they shouted.

โ€˜๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ช๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ.โ€™

Those without fame or accomplishments would covet the honor of the vanguard, but Johan had no need.

Even just sitting still, he could hear the praises around him. Why would he covet such trivial things?

More important were the interests of the order. If Johan went out to fight and in the meantime the order was attacked and the Pope kidnapped and replaced. . .

The worst case scenario!

โ€˜๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด, ๐˜โ€™๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜—๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ.โ€™

The bishop didnโ€™t notice Johanโ€™s ulterior motives at all, and was impressed by his humility.


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