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Chapter 113.2: Wild Dogs Hunting For Food (5)
Yes. It was too reckless to concentrate on the subjugation and let the main camp be attacked.
. . .Im sorry.
Lets move out.
Upon Johans command, the mercenary captains looked at him incredulously.
Moving while the rogue gang was still in the forest?
It was unbelievable.
Shouldnt a knight at least try to finish the job himself?
It seems the rogue gang is hidden deep in the forest, making them difficult to subdue. It would be rude to spend too much time here when we didnt gather for subjugation.
But. . .
One of the mercenary captains started to speak but hesitated. There was no real counterargument to Johans words. Besides, this was a fight without pay. Continuing could lead to severe discontent among the mercenaries.
. . .Still, isnt there a matter of saving face?
An elf spoke up. It was definitely the elf from before, as Gurelic had mentioned. While profit was important, saving face was equally crucial.
If they retreated now, the mercenaries who had entered the forest would be made fools.
Since weve captured one of the three brothers and beheaded him, weve saved face. The others, losing one of their leaders, will surely be frightened and cower.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
C-Caught one of the three brothers? When??
During the attack.
The inspector nodded in confirmation of this fact. At his words, the faces of the mercenary captains showed a sense of deflation.
Its said that a lucky person can do anything, and it turned out one of the three brothers led the surprise attack!
The youngest, known for his impetuous and aggressive nature, had led the charge himself and ended up captured and killed.
Is there still someone who is dissatisfied with the move?
If so. . .?
Then theres nothing to be done about it. Well leave them behind. If theyre so eager to subdue the rogues, they can do as they please.
. . . . . .
.
Caenerna and Suetlg were very envious of Johan. They, too, as wizards, had wanted to meet the Pope in person.
Johan could feel it.
The powerful mystique emanating from the Popes body, lying there as if dead.
Though the body was a gaunt, lifeless corpse, the mystique was real.
The bishops called Johan, marveling. They were bishops of the miracle faction.
Sir Johan of the Yeats family, the dukes herald and executioner of trolls and demons. We believe you are here because of your piety.
Johan nodded. Then, a feather pen began to move in front of him, writing letters on paper. The bishops read the paper together.
Soon Count Coolia will be excommunicated, and her position will be vacant. Before other evil ones take her place and torment the serfs, can you step in?
I shall do so rightfully.
Johan spoke, concealing his rising sense of achievement. The bishops in front of him were oblivious to his true feelings.
They had no doubt that Johan would be their faithful sword and shield.
Count Coolias position was one of the most tempting prizes. Located in the southeast of the Catalian Peninsula, it allowed easy traversal between two peninsulas and ample opportunity for maritime trade.
, - . .
Not just a few small towns, but meeting the minimum requirements of a feudal lord.
. . .Of course, all this was to be dealt with later.
In case of failure, Johan would be left with nothing but the corpses of his mercenaries and the hatred of the Emperors nobles. If he failed, the order would decisively sever ties with Johan.
Then swear it. Fight only for God, for your faith.
I will fight only for God, for my faith.
Johan kissed his sword and took the oath.
The orders method of hiring reliable mercenaries and knights to fight its enemies had always been somewhat successful.
Those who succeeded did not sever ties with the order. They too needed the orders power. But they were too greedy to be mere puppets.
But this time, it would be different. Those gathered were certain of it.
Among those entrusted before, there had been no knight so endowed with both piety and force!
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Chapter 113.2: Wild Dogs Hunting For Food (5)
Yes. It was too reckless to concentrate on the subjugation and let the main camp be attacked.
. . .Im sorry.
Lets move out.
Upon Johans command, the mercenary captains looked at him incredulously.
Moving while the rogue gang was still in the forest?
It was unbelievable.
Shouldnt a knight at least try to finish the job himself?
It seems the rogue gang is hidden deep in the forest, making them difficult to subdue. It would be rude to spend too much time here when we didnt gather for subjugation.
But. . .
One of the mercenary captains started to speak but hesitated. There was no real counterargument to Johans words. Besides, this was a fight without pay. Continuing could lead to severe discontent among the mercenaries.
. . .Still, isnt there a matter of saving face?
An elf spoke up. It was definitely the elf from before, as Gurelic had mentioned. While profit was important, saving face was equally crucial.
If they retreated now, the mercenaries who had entered the forest would be made fools.
Since weve captured one of the three brothers and beheaded him, weve saved face. The others, losing one of their leaders, will surely be frightened and cower.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
C-Caught one of the three brothers? When??
During the attack.
The inspector nodded in confirmation of this fact. At his words, the faces of the mercenary captains showed a sense of deflation.
Its said that a lucky person can do anything, and it turned out one of the three brothers led the surprise attack!
The youngest, known for his impetuous and aggressive nature, had led the charge himself and ended up captured and killed.
Is there still someone who is dissatisfied with the move?
If so. . .?
Then theres nothing to be done about it. Well leave them behind. If theyre so eager to subdue the rogues, they can do as they please.
. . . . . .
.
Caenerna and Suetlg were very envious of Johan. They, too, as wizards, had wanted to meet the Pope in person.
Johan could feel it.
The powerful mystique emanating from the Popes body, lying there as if dead.
Though the body was a gaunt, lifeless corpse, the mystique was real.
The bishops called Johan, marveling. They were bishops of the miracle faction.
Sir Johan of the Yeats family, the dukes herald and executioner of trolls and demons. We believe you are here because of your piety.
Johan nodded. Then, a feather pen began to move in front of him, writing letters on paper. The bishops read the paper together.
Soon Count Coolia will be excommunicated, and her position will be vacant. Before other evil ones take her place and torment the serfs, can you step in?
I shall do so rightfully.
Johan spoke, concealing his rising sense of achievement. The bishops in front of him were oblivious to his true feelings.
They had no doubt that Johan would be their faithful sword and shield.
Count Coolias position was one of the most tempting prizes. Located in the southeast of the Catalian Peninsula, it allowed easy traversal between two peninsulas and ample opportunity for maritime trade.
, - . .
Not just a few small towns, but meeting the minimum requirements of a feudal lord.
. . .Of course, all this was to be dealt with later.
In case of failure, Johan would be left with nothing but the corpses of his mercenaries and the hatred of the Emperors nobles. If he failed, the order would decisively sever ties with Johan.
Then swear it. Fight only for God, for your faith.
I will fight only for God, for my faith.
Johan kissed his sword and took the oath.
The orders method of hiring reliable mercenaries and knights to fight its enemies had always been somewhat successful.
Those who succeeded did not sever ties with the order. They too needed the orders power. But they were too greedy to be mere puppets.
But this time, it would be different. Those gathered were certain of it.
Among those entrusted before, there had been no knight so endowed with both piety and force!
Chapter 113.2: Wild Dogs Hunting For Food 5Yes. It was too reckless to concentrate on the subjugation and let the main camp be attacked.. . .Im sorry.Lets move out.Upon Johans command, the mercenary captains looked at him incredulously.Moving while the rogue gang was still in the forest?It was unbelievable.Shouldnt a knight at least try to finish the job himself?It seems the rogue gang is hidden deep in the forest, making them difficult to subdue. It would be rude to spend too much time here when we didnt gather for subjugation.But. . .One of the mercenary captains started to speak but hesitated. There was no real counterargument to Johans words. Besides, this was a fight without pay. Continuing could lead to severe discontent among the mercenaries.. . .Still, isnt there a matter of saving face?An elf spoke up. It was definitely the elf from before, as Gurelic had mentioned. While profit was important, saving face was equally crucial.If they retreated now, the mercenaries who had entered the forest would be made fools.Since weve captured one of the three brothers and beheaded him, weve saved face. The others, losing one of their leaders, will surely be frightened and cower.Follow current novels on novelbin.comC-Caught one of the three brothers? When??During the attack.The inspector nodded in confirmation of this fact. At his words, the faces of the mercenary captains showed a sense of deflation.Its said that a lucky person can do anything, and it turned out one of the three brothers led the surprise attack!The youngest, known for his impetuous and aggressive nature, had led the charge himself and ended up captured and killed.Is there still someone who is dissatisfied with the move?If so. . .?Then theres nothing to be done about it. Well leave them behind. If theyre so eager to subdue the rogues, they can do as they please.. . . . . ..Caenerna and Suetlg were very envious of Johan. They, too, as wizards, had wanted to meet the Pope in person.Johan could feel it.The powerful mystique emanating from the Popes body, lying there as if dead.Though the body was a gaunt, lifeless corpse, the mystique was real.The bishops called Johan, marveling. They were bishops of the miracle faction.Sir Johan of the Yeats family, the dukes herald and executioner of trolls and demons. We believe you are here because of your piety.Johan nodded. Then, a feather pen began to move in front of him, writing letters on paper. The bishops read the paper together.Soon Count Coolia will be excommunicated, and her position will be vacant. Before other evil ones take her place and torment the serfs, can you step in?I shall do so rightfully.Johan spoke, concealing his rising sense of achievement. The bishops in front of him were oblivious to his true feelings.They had no doubt that Johan would be their faithful sword and shield.Count Coolias position was one of the most tempting prizes. Located in the southeast of the Catalian Peninsula, it allowed easy traversal between two peninsulas and ample opportunity for maritime trade., - . .Not just a few small towns, but meeting the minimum requirements of a feudal lord.. . .Of course, all this was to be dealt with later.In case of failure, Johan would be left with nothing but the corpses of his mercenaries and the hatred of the Emperors nobles. If he failed, the order would decisively sever ties with Johan.Then swear it. Fight only for God, for your faith.I will fight only for God, for my faith.Johan kissed his sword and took the oath.The orders method of hiring reliable mercenaries and knights to fight its enemies had always been somewhat successful.Those who succeeded did not sever ties with the order. They too needed the orders power. But they were too greedy to be mere puppets.But this time, it would be different. Those gathered were certain of it.Among those entrusted before, there had been no knight so endowed with both piety and force!
