How to Live as a Wandering Knight

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐝 (1)

Galen shouted at his other siblings and relatives.

They had united to drive out Iselia, but in truth, they didn’t trust each other that much.

If Galen disappears, the fiefdom is likely to fall to his younger sibling, how can they trust each other?

Still, how could they backstab like this, especially when Iselia hasn’t even been tried yet!

“Stupid fools, which one of you did it! Who is the informer?! Not even understanding the situation!”

‘𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯 *𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦?’

Johan, who was watching from the front, looked at Galen in disbelief.

Of course, not all nobles learned governance and politics and knew how to act according to the situation.

Just look at Stephen, from the second child onwards, without their own will, there’s no answer. They are nobles with noble blood but nothing in their heads.

But still, to be so clueless despite being born in a noble family.

In a place where so many eyes were watching, you had to keep claiming that you didn’t know anything and that it was a slander. You could figure out the situation later.

To be angry and insult your own relatives who were supposed to help you?

‘𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮?’

It didn’t look strange to see that reaction. Johan thought about asking him, but he decided against it. After all, the truth didn’t matter.

Galen and his relatives would be dragged to the courtroom on charges of patricide, a serious crime.

Since Iselia had promised to submit, or rather cooperate, there was no reason to keep them alive anymore. Plus, they were the perfect ones to take the blame for the charges Iselia had received.

Galen shouted at Johan as he was being dragged away.

“Sir! There must have been a misunderstanding. Please clear this up!”

“Shut the mouth of the sinner and interrogate him until he confesses.”

“Sir! No! I don’t know what you heard, but that’s not true!”

The dwarves used their strong arms to silence Galen. Galen could no longer speak when a gag was put in his mouth. Seeing this, the priests clicked their tongues and spoke.

“What a wicked man. How can he be so shameless?”

“The envoys from the republic also accused them.”

The trial was prepared in an instant. Since the church had no intention of handing over the fiefdom to Galen and his brothers at all, the trial process went smoothly.

Envoys from the republic, lower nobles who worked as vassals in the fiefdom, and priests from the church attended as witnesses. They understood the situation and cooperated diligently.

━𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬.

Numerous people shouted, throwing stones and mud. There were curses and curses mixed in. It was one of the people’s favorite events to display the sinner in this way.

After the interrogation disguised as torture and this event, the sinner would admit their guilt whether they were guilty or not. Galen and his relatives confessed in a daze.

“Execute the sinners and hang them! Let the people of the fiefdom know who killed Count Coolia.”

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𝙖𝚠𝙚𝘣𝔰𝘵ᴏ𝘳𝘪𝕖ṡ.𝚌𝚘𝚖

After the execution was concluded, the priests of the order who had followed Johan to the army were called forward.

“But aren’t you going to execute the elf from the Bluea family?”

“Upon interrogation of the relatives of the Asada family, it seemed that her crime was not so severe. Probably that’s why Sir Johan also left her alone.”

“That’s indeed a generous decision.”

The priests also did not like to kill innocent people forcibly. Now that things had come to this, it was sufficient to rescind the excommunication and send them to the monastery or city.

“What is the reason for your summons, Sir?”

“I have something to say, hence I called you all. Brothers.”

At Johan’s gentle words, the priests responded with bright expressions. This knight respected the priests without regard to their status. Moreover, he was soon to ascend to the position of a count.

Not many among the nobility and knights showed such virtue. The nobles were arrogant, and knights were violent.

They only sought the priests when needed, to boast about their faith, but showing it through actions like this was rare.

Especially, it was very rare, like Johan, to comfort the priests and people of the temple in the vicinity immediately after seizing a fiefdom and bestowing silver coins on the poor. . .

“Please speak, we are listening attentively.”

“Actually, I am planning to marry.”

“. . .Oh, congratulations! The bishop himself will bless you. But who is your partner? Perhaps a noble from the republic?”

The priests were slightly worried that it might be a noble from the republic.

The republic was an ally of the order, but not a very trustworthy one. They could switch sides according to their interests at any time.

If Johan were to marry a noble from the republic, it was indeed a bit worrying for the order.

“No, it’s not.”

“Then, is it a noble from the Empire?”

“It is not that either.”

“My lord, we cannot fathom with our limited perspective. Please enlighten us.”

“I plan to marry this elf from the Bluea family.”

“. . . . . .”

The priests froze. Iselia, who had been sitting unobtrusively beside them, suddenly caught their attention.

“Um. . . may I. . . ask the reason. . .?”

“Is there a reason for marriage? I fell in love at first sight. The excommunication will also be rescinded, so fortunately, there won’t be any problem with the marriage.”

The priests gaped, blinking. They looked Iselia up and down. They couldn’t believe what made Johan fall for her at first sight.

She was excessively tall for an elf, voluptuous, and even older than Johan. Her face was beautiful, but that alone seemed too little to outweigh many disadvantages. Frankly, even the former count Coolia would have married someone else if not for the drawback of being from a foreign-origin family.

“Hey, say something.”

“M-Me?”