How to Live as a Wandering Knight

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Chapter 155.1: ????????? ????? (4)

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Johans sub-captains tried to calm them down, but their anger was too strong. They turned around immediately, fearing that they would be hanged if they continued to block them.

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The enraged mercenaries marched on the viscounts camp, destroying and smashing everything in their path.

The arenas prepared for the games were destroyed, and the seats for the nobles also caught fire. The mercenaries also smashed the viscounts seat without mercy and spat on it.

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The viscounts mercenaries rushed out to stop them. They knew that Johans mercenaries were fierce and skilled, but they had to do their job if they had been paid.

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The viscounts mercenaries thought so and were brave. No matter how strong their opponents were, having a noble behind them gave them great confidence.

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However, the viscounts mercenaries should have noticed why the other nobles were nowhere to be seen.

The quick-witted nobles had hurriedly mounted their horses and fled to the castle.

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The mercenaries who were foolishly fooling around were completely destroyed. The mercenaries were still angry, so they went around the nobles campsite, destroying everything in their path and looting the remaining items.

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The mercenary captains sent a message to the dwarven mercenaries camp. However, the dwarven mercenaries did not listen to the request.

It was because they were already burning down the surroundings.

The dwarves were using Johans devil fire to burn down the campsite.

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It was a nameless knight who shot Johan. He was captured right away since there were many eyewitnesses around and he did not even try to hide.

The viscount glared at the knight with a purplish red face.

What is this nonsense that a knight without a single fiefdom has done?

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Do you know what you have just done?

I could not stand that he insulted Your Excellencys family and the lord to whom I swore allegiance!

Shut up. I want to skin you alive but I will hold back! Who sent you? Did Cardirian send you?

No! I acted solely based on my honor.

Silence that b*stard! A country bumpkin who does not even know what honor is. . .

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The viscount spat out. If he really knew what honor was, he would not have shot randomly like that.

It would have been less preposterous if the Emperor had sent him. The viscount would have been similarly angry but at least he would have understood.

But a rookie who just came from the countryside did this nonsense just because he was drunk on public zeal and honor.

It was unbelievable. He even wondered if the Emperor might have sent him after all.

Mercenaries are raging outside. We cannot even go out the castle gate.

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Some of the soldiers we hired were attacked and some fled.

Seeing the situation unfold strangely, the smarter ones among the hired soldiers fled quickly. Fortunately, many had entered the castle but morale was terrible.

They must have heard the rumor that someone under the viscount shot the count.

There were rules even on the battlefield and for mercenaries. Those who did not follow these customary rules were ignored or scorned.

. . .Those with a plan, speak up.

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Hearing the viscounts words, the vassals began to size up the situation. They were also in a difficult spot.

First we need to capture that knight dastard and take him to the count. We need him to explain himself, right?

You think that will be the end of it?

The end? So you are saying we should just stay put?

Anyway even if we capture the knight dastard and hand him over, there is no way the count will forgive us. Now that things have come to this, we have lost face. We might as well attack!

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Emperor faction vassals began to speak aggressively.

This is our chance. If the count falls, the nobles under him will no longer be wary of us! Lets attack before he wakes up!

Are you crazy? If we attack now, where will the viscounts honor go?

There was still room for excuse if his knight had attacked on his own, but the moment we take advantage of that, the attack will no longer be seen as an act of his knight, but as an order from the viscount himself.

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Even if we deny it, who will believe us?

No matter what honor is, this is too good an opportunity, isnt it? If we miss this, it will never come again!

Are you saying that now? Shut your mouth!

The viscounts children shouted in anger. Even though they were Emperor faction vassals, they were not concerned about the familys honor at all. The vassal flinched, but did not back down.

Please do not persecute me, your graces. I am here by legitimate right.

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Lets see if you still say that after youre stabbed by a sword. Keep talking! Whose honor is nothing?

T-Thats enough. Stop it.

The viscounts voice was strange, unlike usual. The people gathered around looked at the viscount in surprise. The viscount was staggering.

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The viscount collapsed forward. He was already old, and he was overworked. It was only natural that he would find it difficult to bear such a situation.

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The viscount has collapsed!