How to Live as a Wandering Knight – Chapter 136.2

“Isn’t it one the town serfs secretly raised?”

“This deep inside? Beasts will come and eat them.”

The attendants approached the fence questioningly. All the horses were well-fed, with good fur and glossy coats. The second son, Nudar, pointed to the black horse in the middle and said,  

“That one looks good.”

“It’s certainly a fine horse. It has a large body and muscular build, and its fur. . .”

Johan and the mercenaries also arrived late. Seeing the attendants gathered close to the fence and approaching the black horse, Galambos blinked.  

“Get back! Get back!! You *ssholes!”

“What is it, Galambos?”

“That’s a bicorn! It doesn’t have a shadow, does it!”

The bicorn, a two-horned beast. If the unicorn symbolized purity, the bicorn was at the opposite end as an evil monster.  

The b*stard not only bewitched ordinary horses, but sometimes also hunted travelers by hiding its horns. The moment you get close, it pulls out the sharp two horns and stabs the vital point.

Realizing it had been found out, the bicorn’s eyes changed viciously and it pulled out its horns. One of the attendants was startled and took out his shield. The horns shattered the thick wooden shield like steel.  



As the bicorn roared, the eyes of the horses nearby turned red and they began to glare at the attendants. Even Ahir’s horse changed like that, and the knights were startled and shouted.  

“Don’t you know Grace! Do you not recognize my face!”


Johan responded coldly. He pulled out a spear, took aim at the bicorn and threw it.


Frightened by the evil spirit power, the bicorn fled in panic. It was so fast it left afterimages. With black fur fluttering, it dodged the spear.  

‘𝘐𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?’

The bicorn was also a monster with evil magic in its bloodline. It was able to avoid the curse of the spirit.  


As the bicorn fled back, it roared. Johan thought it was frightened and would block the path of the horses before escaping by itself. But that was not the case.  

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐦━

A one-eyed giant wielding a warhammer appeared from the forest behind. Only then could people understand who had put up the fence.  

So the bicorn b*stard was inside the fence, and was being taken care of by the cyclops b*stard!

The cyclops looked to be 1.5 times Johan’s size. People gulped at the huge size.  

━𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐠𝐞𝐭, 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐭𝐨, 𝐞𝐚𝐭.

It babbled in ancient imperial language. Since Johan was the only one there who could speak ancient imperial language, the others did not understand.  

“Strike it!”

Ahir’s first and third sons drew their swords and charged from both sides. Even though it was a giant, the horse-riding knights were not afraid. They swiftly went around the cyclops, aiming for its exposed torso.  

The cyclops grinned sinisterly and kicked up a boulder. Startled, the first son’s horse turned to the side, and the third son’s horse whinnied and raised its front legs.  

Then the cyclops swung its warhammer and slammed the third son. He hurriedly raised his shield to deflect it, but the impact was huge. He was knocked off the horse and tumbled to the side.


The cyclops grabbed the third son and quickly threw him under his feet, applying force. The third son, whose breath was cut off, struggled in vain but could not move an inch.  

━𝐍𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧.

The guy threw away his warhammer with a thud and raised both arms invitingly. 

‘What a cunning guy!’


Karamaf glared at the cyclops, seeming offended, and growled. The cyclops guy was playing tricks now. 

He was deliberately not killing them so the others wouldn’t run away!

“Count, please give us an order. We will follow!”

“Shall we kill this damned guy?”

However, the cyclops had misjudged the person. Despite the cyclops’ appearance, the mercenaries behind Johan were not afraid at all. 

Their eyes were burning with faith and loyalty.

“No need to get close to the guy. Shoot him with bolts and arrows.”


The mercenaries dispersed to the left and right, then poured bolts and arrows on the cyclops. The cyclops screamed, covering one eye. He was irritated by the stinging pain.

“Let go of my brother, you damned guy!”  

The eldest drew his sword and stabbed the cyclops’ back. As if waiting, the cyclops nimbly grabbed it with his fist. Although the cyclops’ hand was slightly torn, the sword stopped as it was. It was formidable strength.

Unable to stop his galloping horse, the eldest was thrown off by the impact. The cyclops caught him with the other foot.

Johan burst into empty laughter and charged. What is this monster guy doing. . .

“Retreat! Retreat! Count! Retreat!”  

Seeing Johan charge, the second son panicked. He was having the entourage retreat, yet the count was charging.

If the count dies here, they will all go to the gallows, including Ahir!

“Retreat! Do you not understand?! Retreat!”

‘𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸.’

Johan jumped off his horse and ran at full speed. Holding his sword with both hands, he stabbed the cyclops. The cyclops grinned sinisterly as before, trying to grab it with his hand. 



Surprised that the sword did not stop, the cyclops caught the blade with both hands. But the sword did not stop, only making his hands bleed more.  


“You should have checked your opponent before showing off your strength, giant guy.”

Johan laughed cruelly, stabbing his sword deep. As the sword pierced his chest, the cyclops howled and desperately summoned all his strength.  

Johan pushed harder. It was amusing to see the guy struggle.



The famous sword Twilight, gifted by Duke Brduhe, broke. Johan was shocked. Though he had broken many swords, this famous one was the first.  

With half the blade stuck in his chest, the cyclops grinned, seeming to find it funny.

Furious, Johan picked up the warhammer the guy had thrown aside. It was two to three times thicker than a normal warhammer, befitting the giant.  

With a powerful blow, the cyclops’ jaw and chest shattered. Johan pounded the cyclops’ head once more. After the third fierce attack, the cyclops’ face was completely disfigured beyond recognition.

Watching crouched on the ground, Ahir’s first and third son unknowingly closed their eyes. It was a fierce and oppressive fight too horrifying to behold.

To think one could defeat such a monster. . . 

What crazy delusion was I having?

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