How to Live as a Wandering Knight

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭 (𝟕)

When the werewolf fled with Boriska, even Johan was honestly flabbergasted.

Who would have thought the monster would cut off his air supply.

But that thought soon changed.

“Better this way.”

Boriska had committed a fraud, and Johan had no intention of spreading it far and wide. This was an event organized by the Duke, and it concerned the Duke’s prestige and honor.

For Johan to act recklessly at such an event was dangerous.

He must speak to the Duke first!

The Duke, being a wise man who knows right from wrong, would understand why Johan spoke first. He would make an appropriate decision.

Johan’s aim wasn’t to expose the dishonorable knight and punish him. It was enough for Johan to succeed in the hunt and earn the Duke’s trust.

“I may not know much about the Petreo family, but they must be quite wealthy if they can hire mercenaries and travel with knights.”

Hiring mercenaries and even feeding the knights they traveled with meant they couldn’t be short of money. Achladda nodded.

“They’re quite a famous family.”

“Though they wouldn’t dare come forward in this case, having committed fraud themselves, human hearts are not so simple. If we had killed them, they would have held a grudge against us. Neither you nor I are on particularly good terms.”

“Haha. They’re more likely to dislike me than Sir Knight.”

“But if a monster killed the knight, and we not only dealt with the monster but also properly handled the knight’s body, who would hold a grudge? We’d rather be thanked.”

At Johan’s words, Achladda looked intrigued. The way of thinking of tribes outside the Empire, clearly dividing life and death, allies and enemies, differed from Johan’s in these aspects.

And among the knights, few could make such a decision.

Of course, such a decision was honorable even for a knight. But who could readily offer such a thing to a recently fierce opponent? Especially when the opponent had first acted despicably.

Johan asked, as if bewildered.

“Is it that surprising?”

“Yes. Honestly, it’s surprising to see someone who was hunting so fiercely showing mercy!”

“. . .That’s a different story. . .”

Johan had no answer to Achladda’s words. This time, he honestly acted a bit crazy.

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Galambos desperately tracked the location. The resilience of the eastern patrolman, facing a life-threatening crisis, was astonishing. Thanks to him, the party was able to closely follow the Werewolf King.

━𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠’𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

━𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟?

━𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤!

━𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡! 𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞!

━𝐍𝐨. 𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲?

━𝐓𝐡𝐞. . . 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝. . .

━𝐀 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝? 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧!

━𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭. 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲?

━𝐘𝐞𝐬. . .

━𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨?

━𝐈𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐖𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

━𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐈𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤.

━𝐈𝐟 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. . .

━𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞.

━!

The Werewolf King, instead of entering the forest, ran across the meadow, trying to find another hideout, but it was a poor decision. Thanks to that, the warriors dispersed in all directions, driving the werewolf.

Galambos also made a proper judgment this time. The Werewolf King persistently avoided fighting.

The chase that started when the moon set only ended at dawn. Both horses and men were exhausted, and the Werewolf King was completely drained.

As the creature’s movements slowed, the centaurs finally shot their poisoned arrows to cut off its breath. Until then, they hadn’t dared to aim because of its eerily agile movements.

━𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭. 𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚.

━𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭?

━𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐲?

━𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. . . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰?

Depending on where the injury is, the value of the skin varies. Therefore, an experienced hunter would also be careful about the location of such wounds.

━𝐈𝐟 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬.

━𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . .

━■■■. . .

━𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐮𝐜𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

━■■.

━𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲? 𝐇𝐞𝐲! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?

━𝐈’𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭. 𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐲.

Euclyia blushed and nodded. Her eyes were filled with a longing for blood and violence.

━𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬.

━. . .𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭.

However, the centaurs didn’t need to step in. Johan approached the werewolf, knocked it down, then strangled it to death.

The watching centaurs were so surprised that they dropped their bows.