Chapter 240: ๐๐๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ (1)
Johan listened with such an intense expression that the Baron was rather taken aback instead.
โYour excellency. The mercenaries are just babbling nonsense because they are drunk. . .โ
โAh. Iโm listening while taking that into account. So you mean they sent someone?โ
โAccording to the story, it seemed like that. So I thought we should confirm the facts before punishing them. . .โ
The Baron hesitated. In fact, he had hesitated even as he was speaking.
It was ridiculous in itself that a nobleman was seriously talking about the drunken babbling of mercenaries. It was more likely that the mercenaries had not sent anyone rather than sending someone.
Besides, it was unlikely that the Emperor would approve of the request from such a rude group of mercenaries.
So although he spoke, he hesitated for fear of ridicule. But to his surprise, the young Count listened seriously. No, he showed a reaction that exceeded expectations.
โBaron. That was very well done. As expected, the Baron has discerning eyes. Not everyone can notice something like that in a caught situation.โ
No one disliked being praised. The Baron was no exception. Especially when the compliment came from the renowned Johan.
โ๐๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ?โ
The Elf King thought Johan was mocking the Baron for praising him too much. To the Elf Kingโs eyes, the Baron didnโt seem to have done anything particularly well. He had just been stupidly caught by the mercenaries. . .
However, Johan was sincerely praising him in his own way. Ulrike nodded along, matching Johanโs actions.
โ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถโ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ.โ
The Baron needed some encouragement. Not only because of the hardship he went through, but to genuinely gain his cooperation for future events.
People moved not only by gains and losses, but also by emotions. And Johan was clearly good at touching on this aspect. Wasnโt he getting along well with that Elf King?
โThen letโs interrogate those mercenaries.โ
โAh. Wouldnโt it be better to order my men to do it?โ
โNo. I will do it myself.โ
Hearing that Johan would take care of it personally, the Baron felt bad and didnโt know what to do. If the mercenaries said โ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต? ๐๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฌโ to the Count, Baron would lose all face.
Of course, Johan didnโt care much. Johan didnโt care about saving face in situations like this.
โ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ข๐ท๐ฐ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ถ๐ช๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฆ๐ง๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ.โ
He didnโt have the temperament to say โ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ! ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ง๐ณ๐ถ๐ช๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ!โ just because there was some fruitless effort.
โGerdolf. Would you help with the work?โ
As Gerdolf had been busy attending to Suetlg, his opportunities to participate in combat had decreased. When an opportunity came up to show his skills after so long, Gerdolf smiled sinisterly and nodded.
๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ
Johan washed his hands with water from the wooden barrel. There was no blood on them in particular. As soon as Johan and Gerdolf entered, the mercenaries tried their best to spill everything they knew.
โThey really sent someone.โ
โThe emperor will. . .โ
โWonโt he send someone?โ
โHmm.โ
Suetlg could not deny Johanโs words. It was a fifty-fifty question, and any result would not be surprising. At times like this, it seemed good to believe in Count Johanโs intuition. His intuition was sometimes sharper than a demonโs.
โSuppose the emperor endures all the insults he hears from others and the rumors that he is in cahoots with the gang of thieves, and sends someone. Then, wouldnโt they just not come?โ
โI think theyโll bring escorts.โ
Johan nodded at Iseliaโs interjection. The mercenaries were not very reliable. Even if the emperor sent someone, he would not just send a mere envoy.
โ๐๐ฎ๐ฎ. . .โ
Johan fell into thought. All the things he had heard and experienced about the emperor so far. Putting all of that together and imagining himself as the emperor.
If he were the emperor, how would he have acted?
โBy any chance, what do you think about killing all the mercenaries and seizing the castle?โ
โ. . .What? No, thatโs. . .โ
Suetlg was bewildered by Johanโs sudden words. It was something he had never imagined.
โItโs not easy to save mercenaries like them, so is there really a need to discard them? Besides, if the rumor spreads wrongly, other mercenaries may also become afraid.โ
โBut if you kill the mercenaries, you donโt have to pay the back pay you owed them.โ
When sending someone, the mercenaries had requested the emperor to pay their overdue wages in return for their loyalty. At first glance, it seemed like an absurd demand, but the mercenaries were thorough about this kind of thing.
โAnd most of all, wouldnโt it look a little better to others? Subjugating the gang of thieves and occupying the castle is still a little more presentable than giving a title to a gang of thieves.โ
โWould the emperor care about justification like that? If so, I think he would just take in the mercenaries.โ
โEven if he doesnโt want to, the nobles below will desire it. And sweeping away these impudent mercenaries who deserted and then made outrageous demands, and occupying the castle would be sufficiently satisfying. Thatโs what Iโm saying.โ
As he listened, Suetlg was persuaded by Johanโs words. There was certainly reason in them. Killing the gang of thieves was as much an emperor-like act as accepting them.
โIn any case, it wouldnโt hurt to prepare in anticipation of that kind of situation.โ
If it was just an envoy party coming, they could send the centaurs to catch them, but in other cases, it was better to prepare to fight in case of an emergency.
Johanโs prediction came true.
In less than a month, the elite of the emperor faction appeared from afar, bearing their banners.
And the one leading them was the valiant knight and executor of countless rebellious nobles, Lord Karamaf.
๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ
โThey were really trying to kill those mercenary b*stards.โ
โYeah.โ
Johan and Suetlg exchanged brief words. While the mercenaries may have been fooled, they were not. There was no way honor guards would be sent for the envoyโs protection.
The sinister intentions were plain to see.
The baron looked at the banner in shock. He had hoped against hope that the emperor would not actually send men.
It was shocking enough that they accepted the mercenariesโ proposal, but to bring an army too. . .
Would the honorable emperor, outraged at the mercenariesโ outrage, send troops to defeat them and return the fiefdom to the baron?
Not a single soul in the castle thought so.
โD-Does this make any sense?? Does this make any sense??โ
The baron pointed at the banner, his voice shaking with anger. No matter what, for the emperor himself to try and steal a feudal lordโs legitimate fiefdom!
Johan nodded in understanding.
โThat is why the southern feudal lords rebelled.โ
โBut this is too much!โ
โCalm yourself. See this as an opportunity in crisis. Think about what would have happened if they had come before us.โ
The baron gritted his teeth indignantly. After hearing the countโs words, he had to admit the ways of the world were unpredictable.
Misfortune becomes fortune, and fortune becomes misfortune.
โWorry not, Baron. While Sir Karamaf made quite a name for himself in the Empire, here in our elven kingdom he is but a cowardly deserter. I have long wished to take his head myself.โ
Gazing down at the men below the castle walls, the elf king spoke grimly. Karamafโs banner seemed to have stirred his fighting spirit.
The baron had been intimidated by the elf kingโs arrogant manner, but with things as they were, he could ask for no better ally.
Even with Sir Karamaf as their opponent, the men gathered here were exceptional in their own right. And they had the castle walls at their back.
โ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ!โ
Thinking of the enemy leaving in anger and defeat raised the baronโs spirits.
โCount, why do you look so grave? Could it be you are debating which of us should be the first to cross swords with that despicable knight?โ
โNothing escapes your majestyโs eyes.โ
โHahahaha!โ
The elf king laughed heartily, in good spirits. Of course, Johan had no such thoughts.
โ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐จ๐ถ๐บ?โ
Karamafโs banner fluttered below, but few here knew what had really become of Sir Karamaf.
Suetlg whispered quietly.
โBut who is that man?โ
โIโve no idea. An imposter?โ
โIf so, why send him to a place like this?โ
โExactly.โ
This was their quandary.
It was easy enough to dress up a knight in armor and hide his identity as a fake Karamaf.
But oneโs skills could not be concealed.
If an imposter was sent only to be defeated, it would impact the emperorโs faction as a whole. While an individualโs loss, such things tended to spread through rumor and superstition.
Hence the rumors that Sir Karamaf had fallen ill, been cursed, and shut himself away. . .
Yet now this?
โDo you think they underestimated the mercenaries?โ
โI doubt it. The mercenaries were caught off guard, but they were an elite force. While deception may have gotten them through the castle gate, once inside they would have to cross swords. No way around it. . .โ
โYou make a fair point.โ
They discussed but reached no conclusion. Regardless, they agreed on one thing:
โ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง. ๐๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ.
Anyone sent with such fanfare must be confident in their skills.
โBut looking at the current situation, it seems likely they will retreat without achieving anything. Should we not inform the elf king?โ
โWe shall tell him later.โ
๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ๐ธ
โThe mercenaries were subjugated?! Those *ssholes?! What the hell did they do?! It would have been a fort that lasted a year if they had just closed the gates and held on!โ
The emperor factionโs army, after hearing the news from the surrounding villages, was at a loss for words.
The Severed Gallows Mercenary Group were greedy and rough people, but not idiots. And yet, to be subjugated like that from a fort like this.
It was simply unbelievable.
โWhat about the baron?!โ
โWe hear he is safe inside.โ
โThis goddamn. . .!โ
One of the knights seemed angry as he stamped his foot. Most of the knights here were either newly noble or mercenary backgrounds. They retained more of their usual habits than preserving the honor and dignity of knighthood.
They had to kill the mercenaries and capture the fort to receive a reward from the emperor, but that had gone wrong from the very start.
โLetโs attack! How many troops could the baron possibly have?!โ
โYou little punk. Shut your mouth. Do you even know how solid this fort is? We couldnโt take it even if we had a hundred able warriors!โ
โThen why were the mercenaries able to take it? If it was possible for them, it should be possible for us too, right?โ
The young knightโs words hit the mark precisely. That was certainly true. As the knights quarreled among themselves with nothing to say, someone spoke up.
โWhat is Lord Karamaf doing? Shouldnโt he be giving orders?โ
On paper, Lord Karamaf was the leader of this envoy party, but he did not show himself easily. He would emerge from his tent occasionally and say a few words.
As a result, it was Lindemann giving orders to the envoy party. A noble serving as an administrative official and envoy of the emperor.
While his status and qualifications were sufficient, subduing these rough warriors required not just lineage but also brute force. Continued friction was inevitable.
โHis lordship is resting. I will give orders in his place, so swear allegiance to me!โ
โWe are not swearing allegiance! If you want our allegiance, give decent orders!โ
โShut that mouth! Before I report to his lordship!โ
Karamafโs name was enough to silence even the unruly knights. Satisfied with that effect, Lindemann continued.
โSince weโve come this far, we canโt just leave empty-handed. I know that too.โ
First they had to get those sturdy gates opened in order to do anything. Lindemann sent word to the baron.
To comfort him for the great loss caused by the mercenaries, and say that they had come to help but were quite embarrassed for things to end like this. His party was very tired and weary, so could they not come inside the fort to rest. . .
If they were lucky, there could be unexpected results.
However, there was something Lindemann did not know.
The baron was in an extremely foul mood from being backstabbed by the mercenaries.
Lindemannโs attendant returned with all his fur standing on end and his clothes stripped off. He had to recite insulting poems about the emperorโs lover before he was allowed to return.
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