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𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 (𝟓)
The mercenary had lost his nerve and made a ridiculous mistake. He had made a blunder in front of a knight.
Mercenaries were not always subservient to knights. If it had been a few dozen mercenaries, the mercenary’s envoy could have been arrogant in front of the knight.
However, the problem was that there were hundreds of soldiers behind the knight!
As the fierce barbarians from the east stared at him with shining eyes and tapped their scabbards, the mercenary felt a chill run down his spine and could not raise his head.
“That’s enough. I’ll overlook your blunder. Go back and tell them.”
“Yes. . . thank you.”
The mercenary hurriedly mounted his horse and fled. Johan paid attention to the fact that the mercenary had a horse and was also quite well-armed.
“Which mercenary company is it?”
“The Wilago Mercenary Group, sir.”
Marco answered.
The Wilago Mercenary Group was a fairly large mercenary company whose leader had also been granted a knight’s title. Since they had participated in the duke’s subjugation, their skills were guaranteed.
“It won’t be over a thousand, will it?”
“They would have received a recruiting permit, so if they had recruited as many people as possible before the subjugation, they could have increased their numbers that much. . . .Are you worried about a clash?”
“The whip was not a friendly greeting.”
“The other side would not dare to start a fight unless they were crazy.”
“Sir Marco. I haven’t lived that long, but one thing I’ve learned is that the world is full of crazy people.”
Johan’s words made Achladda burst out laughing.
“Increase your vigilance. Euclyia. I would like you to take care of the rear.”
“■■ ■■■ ■■■■.”
“Hmm. I don’t understand this one. What does it mean?”
“You are giving an order, not a request.”
“I see. I made a mistake. Take care of the rear. Tell the others to increase their vigilance as well. It wouldn’t be strange to run into the enemy soon.”
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So, captain, the knight and the barbarians were. . .
“Shut up and go back to your tent.”
Mercenary leader, ‘Red Axe’ Gurelic said, pulling out a stiff beard hair.
“It’s getting annoying to meet a strange knight dastard.”
“Isn’t he a funny guy? If you’re going to say that kind of thing, you should go to a monastery. What is he, a priest?”
“Captain. The knight dastard is acting arrogantly, why are you listening to him? Ignore him! Captain also has a knight title, right!”
“That’s right! Let’s ignore the knight dastard and go to town!”
“Haha. Kid.”
Gurelic looked at the mercenary who had returned after being whipped, as if he was proud of him. When the mercenary looked at him with an expectant gaze, Gurelic punched him in the jaw.
“Gack!”
“Who’s being arrogant right now?! Huh?!”
To show his position among the rough mercenaries, violence and threats were necessary. Gurelic, who had caught the opportunity, beat the mercenary roughly.
After beating the mercenary so much that he could not support his limbs, Gurelic nodded his chin. The slave threw the mercenary out of the tent.
Thanks to that, the atmosphere was much more polite. The mercenaries holding the sub-captain position swallowed their saliva.
“You can talk bullshit as much as you want, but the one who has to take responsibility for that bullshit is me. Why? Because this mercenary band is my mercenary band. The duke will also hold me responsible, and the Count will also hold me responsible. How nice it would be if it could be solved by hanging on the gallows, but is it going to end like that?!”
“I’m sorry!”
“In the future, when you talk, know who your opponent is at least before you talk bullshit. Do you understand?”
“I understand!”
Although he looked like a rough and fat mercenary, Gurelic was a mercenary who had rolled around on the battlefield. It was impossible for a mercenary to receive a knight title with ordinary experience.
As soon as Gurelic arrived in Baien, he gathered rumors. Of course, he knew who Johan was.
It was understandable that the duke would give him the position of a standard-bearer and favor him, as he had such good results in the tournament and hunting.
In any case, it was a fool to provoke someone who was receiving the duke’s favor. Although the opponent’s actions were annoying, there were many nobles who acted more annoying than that. He could tolerate it.
“Are the materials still okay?”
“Yes. . .”
“Then just move on! Tell those mercenary b*stards to get their asses in gear and start drinking. It’s time for the newbies to get a taste of reality.”
“I understand.”
A few sub-captains smiled slyly.
When they were lured to work as mercenaries, they only told good stories, but it was actually difficult to do mercenary work with a clear mind.
For the first few days, they were well appeased by feeding them alcohol and meat, but once they were far enough away that it would be difficult to escape, they could show their true colors.
“Select one person per ten teams and whip them. Discipline them.”
“Yes!”
They were a typical Empire-style mercenary band, unlike Johan’s group.