How to Live as a Wandering Knight – Chapter 94.2

“I want to control the river. Is there any way to get a boat?”

Most cities are located near or next to a river. Even if the city gates are blocked, if the river is left alone, the effect will be halved.

However, the tribal warriors from the east hated the sound of rivers and boats. For them who had lived in the grasslands for their entire lives, a river of a certain width or more was a source of fear.

“I’d rather go over the city walls!”

“I’d rather try to break through the city gates than go on water!”

“That, that’s right.”

Even warriors who don’t bat an eye at arrows and stones are often weak to superstition. It wasn’t surprising that the tribal warriors were afraid of water and superstition.

However, it seemed that the tribal warriors interpreted Johan’s understanding in a different way.

“Are you disappointed in us?”

“Like a *sshole who can’t even cross water. . .”

“Our tribe’s shaman said that if you cross the river, a water ghost will stick to your back.”

“That’s a rumor, you idiot. Water ghosts just grab your ankles and drown you, they don’t stick to you.”

“Damn, really?”

While the tribal warriors were uneasy with each other, Johan came up with a different plan.

Since he couldn’t find a large boat, he gathered as many small fishing boats as possible from the nearby village.

Gather a few small fishing boats from the nearby village, then capture a larger merchant ship that travels the river, and use that ship to block the narrow passage of the river!

“. . . . . .”

“Ah, no. That’s too bold, no matter how you look at it. . .”

Suetlg and Caenerna also looked worried about whether to stop this or let it go.

First of all, it was a dangerous task to climb onto a large ship from a low fishing boat, and then there was also a problem.

If you’re not careful, you’ll be surrounded on the ship.

Even if it’s a merchant ship, there will be a fair amount of guards, and the sailors who do tough work are as strong as soldiers.

If you fall into the river with injuries. . .

“Shouldn’t we stop it?”

“Hmmm. . .”

“???”

Caenerna looked at Suetlg as if he was crazy. However, Suetlg couldn’t stop it.

It looks doable!

The people on the merchant ship would also not be prepared in the same way, and if Johan went wild, there was a high probability that they would be scared and surrender.

The tribal warriors gritted their teeth and volunteered.

“Take us with you, Sir Knight! I volunteer!”

“You said you can’t swim?”

“As long as I don’t fall in, that’s all!”

“No. . . you should at least be able to do some breaststroke. You guys will be used later, so don’t worry.”

The tribal warriors were crestfallen. Johan comforted them and then gave the order again.

“Since it’s not a military ship but a merchant ship, it doesn’t matter if the number is small. If we capture the ship, I will divide all the goods inside as a reward.”

In response to the crazy reward, the mercenaries’ eyes flashed and they rushed forward. The mercenaries who had followed Johan since the fortress siege did not hesitate to come forward.

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A merchant ship sailing leisurely on the river was unexpectedly captured. At first, when people saw several small boats approaching quickly, they thought, ‘𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?’ But Johan threw a spear with a rope and stuck it into the side of the ship, then climbed up instantly by cutting the side with a dagger and an axe.

The people who were carelessly on guard were so surprised that they couldn’t even shoot an arrow.

━𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠!

Johan threw a rope down and grabbed the sailors who were attacking him, and the people shouted for surrender in fear.

“The other ship that was coming from behind is running away!”

“It’s fine. They were just trying to block our way. It’s enough to block this path.”

Johan said as he got off the ship.

The tribal warriors cheered for Johan as loudly as possible, perhaps because they were stabbed a lot.

The soldiers and warriors who were accustomed to Johan’s crazy bravery showed a relatively calm reaction.

The Wilago Mercenary Group, who had set up a camp behind them, was so shocked that they couldn’t speak.

“Did the knight dastard fly up the ship with wings?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

“What kind of crazy bullshit is that?”

“No, it’s not! Don’t talk like an *sshole.”

“I thought so. There’s no way a person could have wings…”

“So the knight prayed on the ship, ‘𝘖 𝘎𝘰𝘥, 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵,’ and suddenly God lifted Sir Knight up and…”

“Holy shit, there’s a miracle like that? Where’s the priest? Call the priest. Does that make sense?”

“G-God is so great that such a thing is possible, but…”

“Hey, the priest said it’s true!”

“No, I mean it’s possible, but… it’s not that…”

“Can’t I just pray?”

As the ridiculous rumor spread, Gurelic let out a sigh of laughter.

What kind of rumor is that…

“It seems that newly arrived hillbillies are especially affected.”

“Tell the priest to hold a prayer meeting, and pick one person out of every ten to whip.”

It was funny that the mercenaries, who would burn down villages and loot them without a second thought, were superstitious and often turned to God, but what could he do?

To rule the mercenaries, he couldn’t just whip them. He had to understand things like that too.

“. . .But he really didn’t fly up, did he?”

“They say he just climbed up with his strength.”

“What the hell…”

Gurelic muttered.

Knights who had been trained since childhood could show all sorts of superhuman strength. Gurelic had seen it on the battlefield, so he knew it well.

Still, he had never seen anything like it.

What kind of guy is that knight, anyway?

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As the soldiers on guard spotted a boat coming through the river in the darkness, they called Johan.

Johan nodded as if he was pleased. Trying to escape in the darkness, I see. It seems that whoever it is is still not fully awake.

“Two ships would be better. Wake up the sailors!”

However, Johan’s expectations were off. The ship was coming with a white flag on its bow.

“Sir! We are people of the Katana Merchant Guild!”

The merchants immediately prostrated themselves as soon as they got off.

If it had been before, they wouldn’t have had to do this much. Johan was a wandering knight with no reputation, and they were members of a giant merchant guild.

However, things were different now. Johan’s reputation had reached their ears in such a short time.

“Get up. How much gratitude have I received from the Katana Merchant Guild.”

Johan personally helped the merchants to their feet.

The merchants were surprised at his attitude. They never imagined that he would personally help them to their feet.

Despite the position he held now, Johan was humble and kind. The merchants were trembling with emotion as they spoke.

“Why have you come here? Have you escaped from the city?”

“No. We came to deliver a proposal from inside.”

“A proposal?”

“A proposal to open the gates.”

“!”

The merchant took out a petition signed by the city council members from his bosom and handed it to Johan. He tried to read it to him.

“I can read.”

“I-I’m sorry.”

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