How to Live as a Wandering Knight

Chapter 241: ๐’๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ (2)



Chapter 241: ๐’๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ (2)

โ€œUm. . . isnโ€™t that a bit too harsh?โ€

On the contrary, the Elf King was so taken aback that he opened his mouth.

The Baronโ€™s response was beyond expectation.

Of course, he could understand the Baronโ€™s feelings. It hadnโ€™t been long since he was captured by the mercenaries, and on top of that the Emperor factionโ€™s army had shamelessly shown up. It was like pouring oil on the fire.

Still, the Baronโ€™s insults were a bit extreme. The Elf King wanted to clash with his opponent in a dignified manner, not roll around with each other in the mud in a vulgar way.

โ€œHmm. What do you think about understanding him to that extent?โ€

โ€œI think so too.โ€

โ€œ!?โ€

However, Johan and Ulrike didnโ€™t seem to care at all. They were twisted characters from the beginning. They thought that sending insults like that before fighting was one strategy among others. . .

Above all, there was no reason to stop the Baron from cutting off the path of reconciliation with the Emperor faction himself.

The worse the relationship with the Emperor faction, the more advantageous for their side.

The Elf King spoke in a slightly hurt voice.

โ€œ. . .To be honest, I thought so too.โ€

Not only Ulrike but even Johan was taking the Baronโ€™s side, so there was no point in him sticking to his opinion alone. Seeing the dejected king, Johan felt sorry.

โ€œThe reaction is intense.โ€

Ulrike murmured. Even someone with bad eyesight could tell that the other sideโ€™s camp was very angry.

Some knights were trying to rush out, but servants were desperately holding them back by the reins.

โ€œIt would be nice to charge them as they are.โ€

โ€œCount. Isnโ€™t that too shameless?โ€

Ulrike replied with a smile. Of course it would be best if that happened, but the other side was unlikely to do so.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

The insult received by Lindemannโ€™s retinue had an effect that even Johan did not expect.

The knights erupted in anger.

โ€œIf you just let this insult slide, you are no nobleman! Show your loyalty!โ€

โ€œNow that it has come to this, we absolutely cannot back down!โ€

Lindemann was dumbfounded. If these were knights from traditional noble families who understood the honor of nobility, Lindemann would have agreed to some extent with what they were saying.

However, most of those here were people who had not been knighted long. Decayed nobles, robber nobles, mercenary captains who had earned their spurs by compiling war service and received their investiture in return.

While they talked big about their loyalty to the Emperor, looking at their actions, all they had was greed for money.

Their anger now was clearly not out of loyalty to the Emperor either, but an excuse to plunder the surroundings and obtain money.

โ€œSir. Speak! Will you back down??โ€

However, regardless of what was in their hearts, Lindemann was also at a loss for words. These were men of difficult temperaments, if their discontent exploded, they could ignore Lindemannโ€™s orders.

It would be fortunate if they just ignored him, they could even start a rebellion.

โ€œEveryone, calm down. I have a plan. Do you think I will back down after receiving such an insult? I stand here as His Majesty the Emperorโ€™s envoy. I will not let that baron who insulted the Empireโ€™s rightful rights get away with it!โ€

โ€œWoahhh!!!โ€

Only then did the knights seem satisfied as they shouted. Lindemann had finally said something worthwhile to them.

Lindemann called a slave and whispered to him softly.

โ€œYou go quickly and tell Sir Yein of House Lochtein! Say the knight b*stards are acting strange, something needs to be done about it!โ€

โ€œYes!โ€

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

Yein sat in a chair with a bitter expression, tapping Karamafโ€™s armor. Despite being inside the tent, Karamaf was still wearing his armor.

โ€œHow did they make it?โ€

It is said that the imperial wizards of the Empire are unparalleled in their ability to wield evil mysteries. Thanks to the emperor who did not care about the scrutiny of the sect.

But still, to actually recreate a missing person from scratch?

Since the emperor himself asked Yein to keep quiet, he kept the secret, but he was convinced that Karamaf had died. Otherwise, why would such a great knight go missing?

I donโ€™t know what kind of asshole thing you have to do to die wearing ancient imperial armor, but there was no other answer.

Just as a hero can be shot down and killed by a stray arrow, there was no law that said Karamaf could not.

But after the emperor told him to keep quiet, there were rumors that Karamaf was ill, and suddenly a fake Karamaf appeared.

The appearance was plausible, but Yein, who had served directly under Karamaf, could tell it wasnโ€™t him.

โ€˜๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ.โ€™

The armor didnโ€™t even seem to be ancient imperial armor either. Although the emperor would have given him excellent armor since he did it himself, it was different from the ancient imperial armor.

He doesnโ€™t talk anymore, and even when he sleeps (I donโ€™t know if heโ€™s sleeping, but) he sleeps in his armor. . .

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ.โ€™

Yein sympathized with Karamaf.

โ€˜๐˜‰๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บโ€ฆโ€™

Yein fell into thought. One reason why Yein worked as Karamafโ€™s squire, who had a notorious reputation in the kingdom, was not only because of his skills but also because of the sword and armor that Karamaf possessed as a knight.

It was common for a knight to pass on his sword and armor to his squire. With Karamaf having no family or children, the chances were quite high.

But Karamaf went missing, and his sword and armor disappeared with him. That was one reason they flew away.

Although the Lochtein family was a great feudal lord family in the kingdom, they were not neglected even by the emperor faction. But Yein was skeptical about staying with the emperor faction.

While aiming for a feudal lord position by continuing to build up achievements wasnโ€™t bad. . .

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด.โ€™

Ignoring the legitimate rights of the nobles below and arbitrarily oppressing them like a tyrant undermined trust. Although the fearful nobles could not speak up in front of the emperor, they must have been harboring discontent inwardly.

Yein was the same.

Going to find another eastern elector, or heading to Vynashchtym. . .

Whatever it was, it seemed like nothing good would come from continuing to stay with the emperor faction.

โ€œSir!โ€

โ€œWhatโ€™s the matter?โ€

โ€œThe knights are very dissatisfied! I think you need to help them.โ€

At the message from the slave sent by Lindemann, Yein shook his head again and again. As befitting one from an elven family, Yein did not respect such knights very much.

To put it bluntly, there was little difference from a well-dressed mercenary.

โ€œLindemann-gong still doesnโ€™t know how to handle the knights. Thatโ€™s why they harbor such discontent when you let those underlings loose.โ€

โ€œY-Yes, Iโ€™m sorry.โ€

โ€œHey! Bring me a whip.โ€

A lead weight was attached to the end of the whip presented by the servant. It was a device that made the already vicious whip even more destructive by weighing it down.

Carrying only one sword, Yein walked out with the whip in his hand.

With a height slightly shorter than average and a slender figure, he was praised for his beauty among the elves, but his appearance did not inspire fear.

However, the tempered spirit that Yein exuded created such fear. Even the knights who were noisily chattering shut their mouths, noticing it.

โ€œPick one person.โ€

โ€œWhat do you mean?โ€

โ€œPick one person. That person will be punished with whipping. In return, I will pardon the rest.โ€

The knights made incredulous expressions at Yeinโ€™s arrogant words.

Of course they knew he was from the Lochtein family, but Yein had no authority over them. They too had been knighted by the Emperor.

Whatโ€™s more, such a punishment. . . It was clear overreach. Even supreme commanders would have a hard time freely punishing other nobles.

If she didnโ€™t completely look down on the knights here. . .

โ€œWhat kind of talk is that now? Who do you think you are to dare say such a thing?โ€

A young knight, of noble birth, who knew the customs and rights of nobles quite well, shouted in excitement.

Instead of answering, Yein lashed her whip like lightning. The knight didnโ€™t even have time to react and was hit in the face, which had no helmet. He rolled on the floor, screaming from the pain of the whip striking his bare face.

โ€œAhhhhh!โ€

Yein went up to the fallen knight and mercilessly whipped him. Although the knight whimpered and screamed, the whipping did not stop. Even blows landing on armor made chilling sounds, and bare skin would spurt blood as flesh tore.

It was such a brutal punishment scene that the watching knights unconsciously straightened their postures and swallowed their spit.

When the fallen knight, drenched in blood, lost consciousness, Yein flung his whip to the side.

โ€œThrow that man into the tent and treat him.โ€

โ€œYes. . . Yes!โ€

โ€œWith this, the punishment for rebellion is over. Be more careful from now on.โ€

โ€œ. . . . . .โ€

โ€œYour answer?โ€

โ€œTha. . . Thank you.โ€

Despite being in the same position and outnumbering her, the knights obediently nodded their heads, overwhelmed by her force.

It was the pressure that did it.

Yein , befitting a child of a feudal lord family, overwhelmed everyone present and left. Seeing that, Lindemann held his forehead.

That crazy elf. . .!

If you just act on a whim, whoโ€™s going to deal with the aftermath? Heโ€™s one of the forces of this expedition. . .

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

โ€œIt doesnโ€™t look like theyโ€™re attacking. Why donโ€™t we send an envoy?โ€

The elf king looked at them pleadingly, anxious that the enemy might simply withdraw.

Of course, chasing them wouldnโ€™t be bad, but if the opponent was determined to keep their distance, hoping for a fight would be difficult. Itโ€™s not like we can recklessly chase after them either.

Ulrike spoke resolutely.

โ€œYour Majesty. We have the protection of the castle walls. Supplies and other preparations are complete as well. Why should we make the first move?โ€

โ€œHonor. . .โ€

โ€œIโ€™m sorry, what did you say?โ€

โ€œOh, itโ€™s nothing.โ€

The elf king muttered โ€œhonorโ€ before trailing off. Ulrikeโ€™s words were hard to argue with.

The situation was so advantageous that even though he wanted to take initiative, the others wouldnโ€™t allow it. Right now, even the baron was pleading โ€˜๐˜—๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ต, ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ซ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜บ!โ€™

โ€˜๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด!โ€™

The elf king lamented, clutching his chest.

โ€œI suppose it would have been pointless to send someone out anyway.โ€

โ€œ?โ€

โ€œThe enemy is dispersing and moving. It looks like they intend to pillage.โ€

Hearing Johanโ€™s report from the castle walls, those seated did not seem particularly surprised.

Preparations were already complete, after all.

In case the opponents attacked, the residents of nearby villages had been brought inside the castle or sent to other villages, and supplies had been transported away. Pillaging would be impossible with everything emptied out.

โ€œItโ€™s a good sign.โ€

At Ulrikeโ€™s words, Johan nodded.

The best scenario would be the enemy throwing themselves futilely against the castle walls.

The next best scenario would be if the enemy retreated in haste. Their attempt at pillaging suggested a high possibility of hurried retreat in case of failure.

Contrary to the elf kingโ€™s misunderstanding, Ulrike fully intended to fight as well.

Defeating the emperor factionโ€™s army here would itself be a great achievement, as well as tremendous publicity.

Especially if their commander was Karamaf.

However, more than an honorable duel, Ulrike wanted to strike at the retreating enemy from behind. Johan agreed.

โ€œYour Excellency. A knight from the enemy camp has come to surrender, claiming to have suffered insult. . .โ€

โ€œ. . .No, isnโ€™t that a bit suspicious?โ€

Ulrike was openly doubtful. Things were collapsing too quickly for the enemy.

No matter what, it was ridiculous for a traitor to surrender this soon.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

โ€œYour majesty. You look bright, itโ€™s nice to see.โ€

โ€œIs that so?โ€

The elf king smiled and chatted lively. His very bright face showed he was happy to death.

The party was now preparing to give chase.

After strictly interrogating and comparing the knights who had come to surrender, they obtained reliable information that the morale of the expedition was at its worst and that it would soon retreat.

The opponent had retreated suddenly in order not to give an opening but Johanโ€™s side marched out even faster.

I will take the center. The Gong will take the left side, Your Excellency Count please take the right side. Although the opponent retreats, never underestimate them.

โ€˜๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.โ€™

Ulrike thought to herself. To be honest, the one she was most worried about was the elf king. Even though his forces were the strongest. . .

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Translation-(COMPLETED) โ€“ How to Live as a Wandering Knight

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