How to Live as a Wandering Knight

Chapter 244: ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ (1)



Chapter 244: ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ (1)

โ€œI made a mistake.โ€

Johan reflected. It was rare for him to act rashly out of emotion.

The other was a prisoner of the Elf King and from a prestigious family in the Elf Kingdom. If he punished him hastily, it would only tarnish Johanโ€™s reputation.

โ€œIโ€™m sorry. I made a mistake.โ€

At times like these, he had no choice but to honestly apologize relying on his friendship with the Elf King. Fortunately, he was quite close with the Elf King, so there was a high chance he would let it slide.

โ€œI understand, Count.โ€

The Elf King nodded and patted Johan on the shoulder, a gesture of understanding.

โ€œ. . .?โ€

Johan was slightly taken aback. He was relieved the king wasnโ€™t angry, but his reaction was a bit unexpected.

What did he understand?

The Elf King wouldnโ€™t know the circumstances involved here. . .

โ€œAs a knight, it must have been unbearable to face such a dishonorable man.โ€

โ€œ. . . . . .โ€

The Elf King figured it out himself.

Even though Sir Karamaf had an infamous reputation, he was still an excellent knight. From the position of a Count who had an official duel with that knight, it must have been difficult to endure a man who insulted and disgraced the honor of the dead.

Yein seemed to think the same. Blood dripping from his nose, he spat blood to the side.

โ€œThat wasnโ€™t me. No matter what, why would I do that to Sir Karamaf whom I served?โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s not why Iโ€™m doing this.โ€

โ€œThen why?โ€

โ€œThe people who worked for your family died, didnโ€™t they?โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s why??โ€

The Elf looked at Johan in genuine bewilderment, as if it made more sense for it to be because of Karamaf.

โ€œ. . .Asking for another punch.โ€

Johan threw another punch. The Elf flew back. The King pretended not to see. And then he said to his guard,

โ€œYou didnโ€™t see anything.โ€

โ€œOf course, Your Majesty.โ€

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

โ€œIโ€™m so nervous, Caenerna-gong.โ€

โ€œI understand. But isnโ€™t it inevitable?โ€

Seeing the nervousness of the new court wizard, Caenerna spoke calmly. Like Caenerna, the court wizard was also gifted in prophecy and had been newly summoned.

The emperor worshipped blood, war, and prophecy. Despite hearing many prophecies and knowing there was unlikely to be much good in them, he occasionally wanted prophecies.

However, to the newly arrived wizard, the atmosphere of the court felt like walking on thin ice. There were rampant rumors that the army led by Karamaf had been defeated.

โ”๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐Š๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ!

โ”๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ข๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐Š๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐Ÿ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ? ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ?

โ”๐Ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž. ๐Š๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ. . .

โ”๐’๐ก๐ก๐ก. ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ? ๐‹๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž. ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐š ๐ง๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ค ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž.

โ€œDo you really think Karamaf lost?โ€

โ€œHe may have lost.โ€

โ€œThen what kind of prophecy should I give?โ€

โ€œI guess weโ€™ll have to say what we see. Are you planning to deceive the prophecy?โ€

At Caenernaโ€™s words, the wizard shook his head. Deceiving a prophecy was an act that damaged oneโ€™s own dignity and distanced oneself from the mystical.

โ€œI know, but still, raising the dead. . .โ€

โ€œI donโ€™t think he did that.โ€

โ€œDo you really think so?โ€

The wizard asked in a relieved voice. Were the sinister rumors circulating in the court just groundless after all?

โ€œRather than that, I think itโ€™s more likely some kind of golem created with evil magic, using flesh instead of clay.โ€

โ€œPlease. . .please donโ€™t joke around. Thereโ€™s no way they would do such a thing in this court, right?โ€

โ€œDo I look like Iโ€™m joking?โ€

โ€œ. . . . . .โ€

At Caenernaโ€™s words, the wizard unconsciously swallowed his saliva. He was beginning to regret coming here, lured by money.

โ€˜๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.โ€™

Caenerna keenly sensed the flow of power. An increase in mystical energy wasnโ€™t necessarily always a good thing. Especially when it was evil mystical energy like now.

She knew there were suspicious wizards coming and going freely in the emperorโ€™s court. Jyanina was one of them.

But it wasnโ€™t this bad before. The emperor still had some reason left, so he showed considerable restraint when using evil magic. No matter how suspicious the wizards were, if the emperor refused, there was nothing they could do.

However, with each passing day, it felt like the reins had come off and the mystical energy was getting stronger.

โ€˜๐˜Š๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ?โ€™

There were certainly black magic spells among the pagan arts that allowed one to regain youth and health by sacrificing blood and tributes. She wouldnโ€™t be surprised at all if the emperor had used such sorcery.

๐๐จ๐จ๐ฆ!

As the emperor walked out, the surroundings fell silent. Despite his old age and illness, the emperor exuded an overwhelming aura.

โ€œOlafsethan.โ€

Without any greeting or welcome, the emperor shortly called out a name. It was his firstborn son.

โ€œWhat the hell have you been doing? You canโ€™t even conquer one tiny castle?โ€

โ€œRight now weโ€™re continuing negotiations by sending an envoy. Iโ€™m sure weโ€™ll have it by the end of this month. . .โ€

โ€œShut up!! Canโ€™t you see those b*stards inside the castle have made a fool of you?!โ€

The emperor grabbed a nearby candelabra and threw it in front. His sonโ€™s face flushed red with humiliation. Even though he was his son, Olafsethan was over forty. Such humiliation was hard to bear in front of others.

โ€œViscount Ginolen. Take charge of this! Lead the army, break down the gates, and drag everyone inside out.โ€

โ€œ. . .?โ€

The people present had bewildered expressions on their faces. Viscount Ginolen was not present at this place.

It seemed like the emperor also belatedly realized that. He twisted his face. He looked so terrifying that no one dared say a word.

โ€œKaramaf. . .โ€

โ€œYour majesty. It seems Sir Karamaf has been captured as a prisoner after his defeat.โ€

One of the wizards attending the emperor carefully spoke up. Despite the evil aura given off by wizards, the misunderstanding that they had the emperor under their thumbs was quite unfair to them.

The truth was, the emperor ordered them around like dogs, not the other way around.

To put it bluntly, they had to obey when the emperor commanded something. How could they refuse with a sword already at their necks?

Thatโ€™s why they had to be careful even when stating the obvious.

The emperor muttered to himself for a bit before taking his seat, seemingly cursing the world.

โ€œGive me an update on the situation.โ€

As the emperor calmed down a little, the other nobles worked up the courage to speak.

โ€œItโ€™s becoming clear the feudal lords of the central region harbor resentment, Your Majesty. Count Shirivik has been captured, and so has Sir Karamaf. This wouldnโ€™t have happened without help from central nobles.โ€

โ€œRumors are spreading and not in our favor.โ€

On their way back after subjugating the undead and defeating Karamaf, Johan and the Elven King spread all kinds of gossip.

The rumors were raging like wildfire, as both sides had many eyewitnesses.

Even if the central feudal lords didnโ€™t participate in battle, the likelihood of them not taking the emperorโ€™s side was high. That alone was enough to send chills down the emperor factionโ€™s spine.

The emperor factionโ€™s army was being supplied from the south, using some directly controlled territories in the central region as supply routes.

The feudal lords had turned a blind eye and kept their distance, which is why supply flows remained unhindered so far. However, if they claimed neutrality while covertly aiding the enemy. . .

โ€œStop your cowardly prattling! Nothing has changed. Send envoys to the feudal lords. Inform them that failure to maintain neutrality will mark them as my enemy, to be subjugated. Remind them of the southern nobles! Tell them that once subjugation starts, no one from their families will be spared!โ€

โ€œ. . . โ€œ

While the threat was unreasonable to those hearing it, its effectiveness was certain.

From the feudal lordsโ€™ perspective, there was no need to stake their lives and families on such messy affairs.

Keeping most in line was sufficient.

It was an effective move.

โ€œThere will be no more rest. Order the vassals to dispatch the armies. We will subjugate the remaining rebels in the south. Tell those cowardly traitors in the west to come and face me if they dare!โ€

Though old and irrational, the emperor instinctively grasped the situation.

That the longer the war dragged on, the deeper they would sink into the quagmire.

They had to overwhelm the enemy with force while they still could. He was confident no one could defeat him on the battlefield.

After the emperor left, the vassals shuffled out murmuring amongst themselves. Olafsethan approached Caenerna and spoke up.

โ€œCaenerna-gong.โ€

โ€œWhat is it. . .?โ€

โ€œI need a strong poison.โ€

โ€œ. . .!โ€

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

โ€œPrepare more potions.โ€

โ€œYes, Your Majesty. Cough! I will prepare them! I will prepare them!โ€

The wizard was finally able to breathe when the emperor released his hand. His throat hurt as if it would break.

When the meeting ended, the vassals were able to rest in their own camps, but not the servants and retainers. They had to endure without even catching their breath beside the emperor.

Jesters came out desperately performing tricks. It was a joke to lift the emperorโ€™s mood but it did not seem to have much effect.

โ€œBoutellner.โ€

โ€œ. . .Yes!โ€

โ€œAs you said, Karamaf was summoned again. But I heard he was defeated.โ€

โ€œ. . . . . .โ€

Boutellner was sweating profusely. He was a wizard who had filled flesh and blood into armor to create an invincible knight, but Boutellner was not very good at fighting.

He would be invincible, not dying when slashed and possessing strength beyond human capabilities, but it turned out not to be so.

โ€œDid I not ask you?โ€

The emperorโ€™s voice was strangely gentle, which made him even more horrified. Boutellner could not get up, lying prostrate.

โ€œYour Majesty. I have an alternative plan.โ€

โ€œWhat is the alternative?โ€

โ€œYes. . . Yes. . . Count Yeats is indeed a young rascal. He brought many feudal lords from the south, so the damage he is causing is no small matter. Why not just assassinate him?โ€

The other servants looked at the wizard in dismay. The emperor closed his eyes and was silent. Boutellner thought it was a good sign and continued speaking.

โ€œI know of some excellent assassins. If you just give the order. . .โ€

โ€œWill you succeed this time?โ€

โ€œ. . .Yes!โ€

โ€œGood. I will trust you one last time. Do not disappoint me!โ€

Boutellner bit his lip until it bled. Now he had no choice but to entrust his life to the assassin.

The assassin he had met and befriended in the past was reliable in his skills alone. He had boasted that he could kill anyone with his own mouth, so he would not refuse this job.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

Yein was rubbing his face with a very dissatisfied expression. It was a blessing his jaw wasnโ€™t broken. After getting hit like that. . .

โ€œCount. I want to have a rational conversation.โ€

โ€œMy dear. He says he wants to have a rational conversation. . .โ€

โ€œPass on that his jaw might get smashed if he donโ€™t keep his mouth shut.โ€

โ€œ. . .that your jaw might get smashed if you donโ€™t keep your mouth shut.โ€

Iselia relayed that to him again from the side.

Yein did not understand Johanโ€™s attitude towards him. It didnโ€™t make sense for a knight like Johan to treat someone this way, honorless mercenary or not.

โ€œCount. It was Sir Karamaf who defeated Sir Gessen.โ€

Johan borrowed a whip from Euclyia next to him. He then lashed Yein with it. The elf fell off his horse.

โ€œWould you have said it if it was your family?โ€

โ€œB-Because of that? But werenโ€™t mercenaries the ones who killed them?โ€

โ€œThen why didnโ€™t you stop it?โ€

โ€œI didnโ€™t. . .โ€

The whip flew again. Johan lashed him skillfully without leaving any traces.

With a face that showed he still didnโ€™t understand, Yein shut his mouth. He just couldnโ€™t comprehend doing this over some servants.

The subordinates around Johan avoided eye contact and pretended not to see. Sometimes you have to pretend not to see your lordโ€™s faults.

Suetlg also pretended not to see and opened his mouth.

โ€œCan you persuade the duke?โ€

โ€œItโ€™s not can I or canโ€™t I, I will make it happen.โ€

Johanโ€™s voice was filled with firm confidence. Suetlg nodded in satisfaction.

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