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Chapter 23.2: Knight, Merchant, Mercenary, Slave (8)
Johan ran like hell.
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The notion that big, muscular people are slow was a prejudice. Johan’s sprint was fast enough to catch up with the horses.
ᅠThe origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
But Johan realized,
ᅠ
‘It’s too late.’
ᅠ
He could see silhouettes darting through the night, recognizing them as thieves by the sound of horse hooves.
ᅠ
His muscles reached their limit from the sprint. Humans couldn’t win a long-distance race against horses. They were already far ahead.
ᅠ
‘I should have come out sooner to catch them.’
ᅠ
He might have caught them if he had realized sooner that Burren wasn’t alone and dashed out immediately. But now it was too late. . .
ᅠ
“No, this was unavoidable.”
ᅠ
Despite feeling ridiculous, Johan controlled his emotions. It was like an unavoidable accident. How could he have foreseen one of the town folks stealing his horse? It’s not like he could sleep hugging his horse.
ᅠ
‘There was only one chance. . .!’
ᅠ
Johan, seizing his mace, threw it with all his might, half relying on luck in the darkness. He couldn’t catch them all, but hoped to catch at least one.
ᅠ
To show them hell.
ᅠ
Thud!
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A heavy sound, followed by a thump, indicated someone had fallen.
ᅠ
‘Did I really hit someone?!’
ᅠ
Johan was surprised. To hit at this distance. . .
ᅠ
But the horses didn’t stop or change direction. They kept running rhythmically.
ᅠ
‘There were three, and one fell, but two are still fleeing on horseback. . . Damn. I hope it was the mercenary.’
ᅠ
Approaching, Johan kicked the groaning figure. The torchlight revealed Pra’s face, unknown to Johan.
ᅠ
“. . .Slipped away.”
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The fact that he missed the ringleader infuriated Johan the most.
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“Who got hurt?”
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“Burren and Pra are half-dead. The mercenaries have captured them.”
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“What? The mercenaries dare. . . Call the young men of the town right away to take care of this. . .”
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“Shut up!!”
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Atanka shouted, punching the floor. The villagers were startled by the unusual behavior of the village chief.
ᅠ
“Am I the only one understanding the situation here? These assholes. . .”
ᅠ
“Isn’t that too harsh, village chief? Are you siding with the merchant you brought in. . .”
ᅠ
“You. Try handling this yourself! You seem to be defending your kid who’s causing trouble. Do you think this is a usual situation? The opponent is a real knight! And that merchant is from the Katana Merchant Guild! Do you think this is a matter to be solved with threats?”
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“But they’re less than ten. . .”
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“Those less than ten are people who kill for a living. Local militia? Just some guys who’ve swung sticks a few times. . . Have they even properly dealt with a goblin?”
ᅠ
“That’s too harsh! We’ve faced mercenaries several times!”
ᅠ
“That’s when the mercenaries are at a disadvantage! We have dozens of men, so they didn’t want to shed blood rashly. What do you think will happen if we really fight? Even if we catch all of those guys, half of us will die and the rest will flee. And mercenaries are not the issue. If it was just mercenaries, we could have ended this by persuasion or threat. The problem is that there’s a real knight among them. Don’t you really understand what it means to be up against a noble?!”
ᅠ
At the words of the village chief, the townspeople murmured. The name ‘noble’ instilled fear in them. However, the gruff owner of the mill, Burren’s father, spoke up.
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“So what if it’s a wandering knight? There’s no need to be so scared of a wandering knight dastard, right? No matter how strong he is, we have numbers. Just scare him off and then talk things over when the manager comes. I’ll lead the talk. . .”
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Atanka inhaled sharply, his face red with anger. He refrained from slapping the man right then, only because Atanka had aged. Had he been younger, he would have done it immediately.
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“How are you going to talk properly?”
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“Say that the wandering knight dastard came and caused trouble. . .”
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“What if the knight tells the manager?”
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“The manager is friendly with us; surely he’ll believe our word, won’t he?”
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“You mean to say the manager will take our word over that of a noble-born knight dastard. . .?”
ᅠ
The village chief spoke sarcastically, and the townspeople began to grasp the situation.
ᅠ
No matter how they thought about it, something was off.
ᅠ
“Alright, let’s say he listens to us. And then the knight dastard goes back to his family and tells them about this, and they tell the Count. Do you think the manager will still take our side then?”
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Chapter 23.2: Knight, Merchant, Mercenary, Slave (8)
Johan ran like hell.
ᅠ
The notion that big, muscular people are slow was a prejudice. Johan’s sprint was fast enough to catch up with the horses.
ᅠThe origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
But Johan realized,
ᅠ
‘It’s too late.’
ᅠ
He could see silhouettes darting through the night, recognizing them as thieves by the sound of horse hooves.
ᅠ
His muscles reached their limit from the sprint. Humans couldn’t win a long-distance race against horses. They were already far ahead.
ᅠ
‘I should have come out sooner to catch them.’
ᅠ
He might have caught them if he had realized sooner that Burren wasn’t alone and dashed out immediately. But now it was too late. . .
ᅠ
“No, this was unavoidable.”
ᅠ
Despite feeling ridiculous, Johan controlled his emotions. It was like an unavoidable accident. How could he have foreseen one of the town folks stealing his horse? It’s not like he could sleep hugging his horse.
ᅠ
‘There was only one chance. . .!’
ᅠ
Johan, seizing his mace, threw it with all his might, half relying on luck in the darkness. He couldn’t catch them all, but hoped to catch at least one.
ᅠ
To show them hell.
ᅠ
Thud!
ᅠ
A heavy sound, followed by a thump, indicated someone had fallen.
ᅠ
‘Did I really hit someone?!’
ᅠ
Johan was surprised. To hit at this distance. . .
ᅠ
But the horses didn’t stop or change direction. They kept running rhythmically.
ᅠ
‘There were three, and one fell, but two are still fleeing on horseback. . . Damn. I hope it was the mercenary.’
ᅠ
Approaching, Johan kicked the groaning figure. The torchlight revealed Pra’s face, unknown to Johan.
ᅠ
“. . .Slipped away.”
ᅠ
The fact that he missed the ringleader infuriated Johan the most.
ᅠ
????????????????????????
ᅠ
ᅠ
“Who got hurt?”
ᅠ
“Burren and Pra are half-dead. The mercenaries have captured them.”
ᅠ
“What? The mercenaries dare. . . Call the young men of the town right away to take care of this. . .”
ᅠ
“Shut up!!”
ᅠ
Atanka shouted, punching the floor. The villagers were startled by the unusual behavior of the village chief.
ᅠ
“Am I the only one understanding the situation here? These assholes. . .”
ᅠ
“Isn’t that too harsh, village chief? Are you siding with the merchant you brought in. . .”
ᅠ
“You. Try handling this yourself! You seem to be defending your kid who’s causing trouble. Do you think this is a usual situation? The opponent is a real knight! And that merchant is from the Katana Merchant Guild! Do you think this is a matter to be solved with threats?”
ᅠ
“But they’re less than ten. . .”
ᅠ
“Those less than ten are people who kill for a living. Local militia? Just some guys who’ve swung sticks a few times. . . Have they even properly dealt with a goblin?”
ᅠ
“That’s too harsh! We’ve faced mercenaries several times!”
ᅠ
“That’s when the mercenaries are at a disadvantage! We have dozens of men, so they didn’t want to shed blood rashly. What do you think will happen if we really fight? Even if we catch all of those guys, half of us will die and the rest will flee. And mercenaries are not the issue. If it was just mercenaries, we could have ended this by persuasion or threat. The problem is that there’s a real knight among them. Don’t you really understand what it means to be up against a noble?!”
ᅠ
At the words of the village chief, the townspeople murmured. The name ‘noble’ instilled fear in them. However, the gruff owner of the mill, Burren’s father, spoke up.
ᅠ
“So what if it’s a wandering knight? There’s no need to be so scared of a wandering knight dastard, right? No matter how strong he is, we have numbers. Just scare him off and then talk things over when the manager comes. I’ll lead the talk. . .”
ᅠ
Atanka inhaled sharply, his face red with anger. He refrained from slapping the man right then, only because Atanka had aged. Had he been younger, he would have done it immediately.
ᅠ
“How are you going to talk properly?”
ᅠ
“Say that the wandering knight dastard came and caused trouble. . .”
ᅠ
“What if the knight tells the manager?”
ᅠ
“The manager is friendly with us; surely he’ll believe our word, won’t he?”
ᅠ
“You mean to say the manager will take our word over that of a noble-born knight dastard. . .?”
ᅠ
The village chief spoke sarcastically, and the townspeople began to grasp the situation.
ᅠ
No matter how they thought about it, something was off.
ᅠ
“Alright, let’s say he listens to us. And then the knight dastard goes back to his family and tells them about this, and they tell the Count. Do you think the manager will still take our side then?”
Chapter 23.2: Knight, Merchant, Mercenary, Slave 8Johan ran like hell.The notion that big, muscular people are slow was a prejudice. Johan's sprint was fast enough to catch up with the horses.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.But Johan realized,It's too late.'He could see silhouettes darting through the night, recognizing them as thieves by the sound of horse hooves.His muscles reached their limit from the sprint. Humans couldn't win a long-distance race against horses. They were already far ahead.I should have come out sooner to catch them.'He might have caught them if he had realized sooner that Burren wasn't alone and dashed out immediately. But now it was too late. . .No, this was unavoidable.Despite feeling ridiculous, Johan controlled his emotions. It was like an unavoidable accident. How could he have foreseen one of the town folks stealing his horse? It's not like he could sleep hugging his horse.There was only one chance. . .!'Johan, seizing his mace, threw it with all his might, half relying on luck in the darkness. He couldn't catch them all, but hoped to catch at least one.To show them hell.Thud!A heavy sound, followed by a thump, indicated someone had fallen.Did I really hit someone?!'Johan was surprised. To hit at this distance. . .But the horses didn't stop or change direction. They kept running rhythmically.There were three, and one fell, but two are still fleeing on horseback. . . Damn. I hope it was the mercenary.'Approaching, Johan kicked the groaning figure. The torchlight revealed Pra's face, unknown to Johan.. . .Slipped away.The fact that he missed the ringleader infuriated Johan the most.????????????????????????Who got hurt?Burren and Pra are half-dead. The mercenaries have captured them.What? The mercenaries dare. . . Call the young men of the town right away to take care of this. . .Shut up!!Atanka shouted, punching the floor. The villagers were startled by the unusual behavior of the village chief.Am I the only one understanding the situation here? These assholes. . .Isn't that too harsh, village chief? Are you siding with the merchant you brought in. . .You. Try handling this yourself! You seem to be defending your kid who's causing trouble. Do you think this is a usual situation? The opponent is a real knight! And that merchant is from the Katana Merchant Guild! Do you think this is a matter to be solved with threats?But they're less than ten. . .Those less than ten are people who kill for a living. Local militia? Just some guys who've swung sticks a few times. . . Have they even properly dealt with a goblin?That's too harsh! We've faced mercenaries several times!That's when the mercenaries are at a disadvantage! We have dozens of men, so they didn't want to shed blood rashly. What do you think will happen if we really fight? Even if we catch all of those guys, half of us will die and the rest will flee. And mercenaries are not the issue. If it was just mercenaries, we could have ended this by persuasion or threat. The problem is that there's a real knight among them. Don't you really understand what it means to be up against a noble?!At the words of the village chief, the townspeople murmured. The name noble' instilled fear in them. However, the gruff owner of the mill, Burren's father, spoke up.So what if it's a wandering knight? There's no need to be so scared of a wandering knight dastard, right? No matter how strong he is, we have numbers. Just scare him off and then talk things over when the manager comes. I'll lead the talk. . .Atanka inhaled sharply, his face red with anger. He refrained from slapping the man right then, only because Atanka had aged. Had he been younger, he would have done it immediately.How are you going to talk properly?Say that the wandering knight dastard came and caused trouble. . .What if the knight tells the manager?The manager is friendly with us; surely he'll believe our word, won't he?You mean to say the manager will take our word over that of a noble-born knight dastard. . .?The village chief spoke sarcastically, and the townspeople began to grasp the situation.No matter how they thought about it, something was off.Alright, let's say he listens to us. And then the knight dastard goes back to his family and tells them about this, and they tell the Count. Do you think the manager will still take our side then?
