How to Live as a Wandering Knight – Chapter 31.2

𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 (𝟓)

“If he stays longer and is well-treated, there might be a chance to receive more prophecies. It’s a calculation on our part. Such opportunities are rare.”

“Hmm. Is a prophecy that significant?”

“A good prophecy can change the fate of a whole guild.”

Even if uncertain, everyone sought prophecies about the future. Thanks to his prophecies, Suetlg had become an advisor to the Duke.

“Let’s leave Suetlg’s story at that and talk about you, Sir Johan.”

“That would be appreciated.”

“Sir Johan, we have a guess as to why you came to the guild.”


Had his shallow intent of making a stable income been seen through?

‘Isn’t this too harsh a rebuke?’

“Ambition is not bad in itself. And if it’s ambition in someone qualified, it’s actually a virtue. Someone like Sir Johan certainly deserves to serve a worthy lord and receive his own fief.”

“. . .So you’ve seen through me.”

Caught off guard, Johan decided to play along.

Being seen as an ambitious knight aiming for a territory seemed better than being thought of as someone just trying to make a quick buck.

And honestly, the latter seemed too petty.

“We guessed right, then. Please forgive us for speaking so frankly. As merchants, we like to understand each other’s true intentions.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Sir, would you mind or feel reluctant to fight under our flag?”

“Not at all, I wouldn’t mind in the slightest.”

“Hmm. . .”

Iaon hummed in satisfaction. As Eldans had observed, Johan was indeed a knight worth joining hands with.

His first impression had been favorable.

Even as a knight, Johan had shown her respect. A younger knight might have acted arrogantly, trusting solely in his status.

But Johan didn’t.

He knew his status but understood the situation. This flexibility was rare in other knights.

“By the grace of St. Ruoak, may this meeting be beneficial for both of us. I look forward to working with you, Sir Johan.”

“I look forward to working with you as well.”


‘𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘧𝘥𝘰𝘮.’

Johan was lost in thought. Back in the rural fiefdom, his primary goal was to establish his position, not to become a feudal lord. It seemed like an unattainable goal.

However, hearing Iaon’s words, it suddenly felt plausible. After all, becoming a feudal lord was simply a matter of catching the eye of a noble who would grant the land.

With the help of the guild, gaining achievements and fame, who knows if such fortune might come?

“Won’t you sit?”

“Ah, yes.”

Johan settled down at once. He was an assassin who had captured a grand wizard. Suetlg’s face reddened then turned ashen.

“Wizard-nim, shall I give you a break?”

“. . .I couldn’t sleep well last night because of you.”

“What did I do?”

“Didn’t you make the maid cry all night?”

“Ah, I guess you heard. My apologies.”

The maid’s seduction seemed like a ruse, and he tried to refuse, but the curiosity about her being a cat person was too much, especially her tail and ears.

In the end, it was true that cat people had a weakness for their tails.

“I’ll give you some good advice if you give me a break.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Be careful with getting too involved with the guild.”

“. . .Is there a problem?”

Johan tensed up. Suetlg’s words were not to be taken lightly. Wasn’t he much more familiar with the guild?

“Is there a scheme within the guild?”

“Scheme? The guild is transparent. They grasp what’s profitable and let go of what’s not. The issue is with you. Aren’t you from the Empire?”


“The Katana Merchant Guild is anti-Emperor. A couple of times may go unnoticed, but continually associating with them might label you or your family as anti-Emperor. Be cautious and think big.”

“Um. . . I’m fully prepared for what I’m doing.”

“. . .Is that so?”


“Then let’s continue our game.”

“. . . . . .”

Suetlg, feeling embarrassed, said no more. An awkward silence followed. Johan spoke to lighten the mood.

“This mansion is a really nice place.”

Skilled servants, beautifully decorated courtyards and rooms, and the meals served at every meal were just a bonus. Seeing the treatment Suetlg received made Johan envy the life of a wizard.

“It was once a noble’s residence.”

“Oh, whose was it?”

“Who remembers such details? Besides, I dislike this mansion. I can’t hear the sound of the river. . . The only thing I like here is this pet.”

Suetlg tried to pet Karamaf, but the wolf shrank away, displeased.

“But isn’t the name a bit unlucky?”

“Well, a bit of a sinister name keeps the enemies at bay, doesn’t it?”

“That’s true.”

While they were chatting, a messenger arrived at the mansion with urgent news. Panting, he drank a glass of water and delivered his message.

“The expedition has failed. Johan-nim, the branch manager is looking for you.”

“The prophecy has come true.”

Suetlg commented nonchalantly. Unknown to Suetlg, Johan was looking at him with an impressed yet irreverent gaze.

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