How to Live as a Wandering Knight – Chapter 155.1

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 (4)

━𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬! 𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭!

━𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧! 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐭!

━𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬!

━ . . . . .

Johan’s sub-captains tried to calm them down, but their anger was too strong. They turned around immediately, fearing that they would be hanged if they continued to block them.

━𝐈, 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨!

━𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧!

The enraged mercenaries marched on the viscount’s camp, destroying and smashing everything in their path.

The arenas prepared for the games were destroyed, and the seats for the nobles also caught fire. The mercenaries also smashed the viscount’s seat without mercy and spat on it.

━𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠?! 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫, 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰!

The viscount’s mercenaries rushed out to stop them. They knew that Johan’s mercenaries were fierce and skilled, but they had to do their job if they had been paid.

‘𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵’𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦.’ 

The viscount’s mercenaries thought so and were brave. No matter how strong their opponents were, having a noble behind them gave them great confidence.

━𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧.

However, the viscount’s mercenaries should have noticed why the other nobles were nowhere to be seen.

The quick-witted nobles had hurriedly mounted their horses and fled to the castle.

━𝐆𝐚𝐜𝐤!

━𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐛*𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞? 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦!

━𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭? 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭! 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬!

The mercenaries who were foolishly fooling around were completely destroyed. The mercenaries were still angry, so they went around the nobles’ campsite, destroying everything in their path and looting the remaining items.

━𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧!

━𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

The mercenary captains sent a message to the dwarven mercenaries’ camp. However, the dwarven mercenaries did not listen to the request.

It was because they were already burning down the surroundings.

The dwarves were using Johan’s devil fire to burn down the campsite.

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𝔞ᴡᴇʙ𝔰𝔱𝘰𝕣𝚒𝙚𝙨.𝐜𝔬𝐦

It was a nameless knight who shot Johan. He was captured right away since there were many eyewitnesses around and he did not even try to hide.  

The viscount glared at the knight with a purplish red face.

What is this nonsense that a knight without a single fiefdom has done?

“Do you know what you have just done?”  

“I could not stand that he insulted Your Excellency’s family and the lord to whom I swore allegiance!”

“Shut up. I want to skin you alive but I will hold back! Who sent you? Did Cardirian send you?”

“No! I acted solely based on my honor.”  

“Silence that b*stard! A country bumpkin who does not even know what honor is. . .”  

The viscount spat out. If he really knew what honor was, he would not have shot randomly like that.  

It would have been less preposterous if the Emperor had sent him. The viscount would have been similarly angry but at least he would have understood.

But a rookie who just came from the countryside did this nonsense just because he was drunk on public zeal and honor.  

It was unbelievable. He even wondered if the Emperor might have sent him after all.

“Mercenaries are raging outside. We cannot even go out the castle gate.”

“Some of the soldiers we hired were attacked and some fled.”

Seeing the situation unfold strangely, the smarter ones among the hired soldiers fled quickly. Fortunately, many had entered the castle but morale was terrible.  

They must have heard the rumor that someone under the viscount shot the count.  

There were rules even on the battlefield and for mercenaries. Those who did not follow these customary rules were ignored or scorned.  

“. . .Those with a plan, speak up.”

Hearing the viscount’s words, the vassals began to size up the situation. They were also in a difficult spot.

“First we need to capture that knight dastard and take him to the count. We need him to explain himself, right?”

“You think that will be the end of it?”

“The end? So you are saying we should just stay put?”

“Anyway even if we capture the knight dastard and hand him over, there is no way the count will forgive us. Now that things have come to this, we have lost face. We might as well attack!”  

“!”

Emperor faction vassals began to speak aggressively.

“This is our chance. If the count falls, the nobles under him will no longer be wary of us! Let’s attack before he wakes up!”

“Are you crazy? If we attack now, where will the viscount’s honor go?”

“There was still room for excuse if his knight had attacked on his own, but the moment we take advantage of that, the attack will no longer be seen as an act of his knight, but as an order from the viscount himself.

“Even if we deny it, who will believe us?”

“No matter what honor is, this is too good an opportunity, isn’t it? If we miss this, it will never come again!”

“Are you saying that now? Shut your mouth!”

The viscount’s children shouted in anger. Even though they were Emperor faction vassals, they were not concerned about the family’s honor at all. The vassal flinched, but did not back down.

“Please do not persecute me, your graces. I am here by legitimate right.”

“Let’s see if you still say that after you’re stabbed by a sword. Keep talking! Whose honor is nothing?”

“T-That’s enough. Stop it.”

The viscount’s voice was strange, unlike usual. The people gathered around looked at the viscount in surprise. The viscount was staggering.

𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐝!

The viscount collapsed forward. He was already old, and he was overworked. It was only natural that he would find it difficult to bear such a situation.

“The viscount has collapsed!”

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