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Chapter 44: Johan's choice (5)
Doris’s face crumpled suddenly. Some crazy mercenary. . .
The purpose of the mercenary’s entrance was obvious. Praise the knight, then covet a few coins, food, and drink. The smell of alcohol wafting here revealed his intentions clearly.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
‘Have you seen such *sshole-like people? Can’t even properly guard an entrance.’
Of course, showing mercy to such begging mercenaries was both a noble’s role and pleasure, but Doris didn’t feel like seeing that now, due to his ulterior motives.
The moment Doris heard the name ‘Marcel’s troll slayer,’ he realized.
━This knight is going to Count Jarpen!
Why else would a young knight like Johan wander in such times? It seemed clear he was heading to Count Jarpen’s territory.
Countess Abner might have called him, but Countess Abner wasn’t the kind of noble to invite a newly famous young knight to meet.
With the greedy intuition of a merchant, Doris was certain Johan was headed to Count Jarpen’s territory.
Then?
━Capturing him would definitely be profitable! Just offering him to Count Abner would bring rewards. . .
While presenting him to Countess Abner, if one speaks cleverly, it could be made to appear as if a knight who intended to join Count Jarpen was captured, thus earning military credit.
And that’s not all. If a ransom is paid by Johan’s family, there would be another reward to collect.
Doris was a greedy merchant, always on the lookout for opportunities. He operated as a main merchant under Countess Abner’s license, always aiming for big earnings.
In that brief moment, Doris, who managed to intoxicate Johan and make him fall asleep, and also coerced the mercenaries into laying down their arms, was indeed an impressive merchant.
But there’s always a flaw in plans.
The flaw in this plan was Khan.
“Aren’t you Khan?”
“Yes! That’s right! It’s an honor that you recognize me! Sob! Just once we fought together!”
The Khan pretended to cry, relieved. Johan, being perceptive, played along.
“Hearing that Sir Knight arrived, I was so happy that I had to come to see you, even from afar. Huh. I hope my coming here isn’t an intrusion!”
“What nonsense. It’s a joy to give to those below. Why wouldn’t I treat a warrior I fought with? Come. Bring this friend some food and drink.”
Doris grimaced but couldn’t object. Interrupting would spoil the festive mood.
The servants brought abundant food before Khan.
Khan devoured trout cooked in sauce, white bread with cameline sauce, sausages made of various meats and spices, porridge with eggs and meat, and congealed beef fat as if possessed. It was truly convincing acting.
‘He’s halfway enjoying this.’
Johan was surprised to learn that Khan was here and thought there must be a reason for Khan’s behavior. If so, that appearance must be a disguise. In fact, Doris was merely finding Khan pathetic and annoying, without taking any further action.
Of course, those dishes seemed really delicious as he was eating them. . .
“So, what are you doing here?”
“Ah, yes! I am working for a new employer who is very kind.”
At these words, Doris forced a generous smile. It seemed that the mercenary was at least perceptive from what he was saying.
Of course, that didn’t mean he was going to be forgiven. Once everything was settled, the mercenary and the one standing at the entrance would be punished with whipping.
“The employer is such a good person. . . Do you remember Gamson-nim? The employer is even more benevolent, generous, and faithful than Gamson-nim.”
“Oh.”
Johan’s eyes sparkled coldly as he feigned admiration. Doris, not noticing, laughed awkwardly. It was awkward to respond to such blatant flattery.
“The mercenary is acting like this because he’s drunk.”
“But he’s doing this because you treated him well. It’s rare for an employer to hear such words from a mercenary.”
“Hahaha. . . Thank you. Although I am a merchant who seeks gold, I try to live devoutly. Did you know? There’s a priest behind me. But who is Mr. Gamson?”
“A priest. A good man indeed.”
“Ah. . .!”
Pleased with the flattery, Doris decided to lighten the punishment. Instead of whipping, he would assign guard duty.
“Sir Knight. Do you remember what Gamson-nim did back then?”
“How could I forget? Such a person is rare.”
Just as a caterpillar can roll, merchants have an excellent sense for opportunities. Had it not been for Khan’s warning, he would have waited until the opponent attacked first.
“Call my mercenaries here.”
Johan instructed a servant to call the mercenaries into the tent. Doris didn’t know what to do and fumbled.
“. . .!!!”
The experienced mercenaries, fittingly, did not make much noise even after seeing the situation inside the tent.
“What’s going on. . .?”
“For now, make noise eating and drinking. So no one suspects anything outside.”
“Ah, yes.”
The mercenaries began eating the food brought by the servants and slaves, sitting around various parts of the tent. If not for the situation, the food would have been really tasty.
“This merchant was trying to capture me and hand me over to Countess Abner.”
“What. . .! Sir Knight, you haven’t even joined Count Jarpen’s forces yet! It’s impossible to take you hostage!”
“I, I misunderstood. . .”
“Shut your mouth.”
Johan silenced Doris and then said,
“The sequence doesn’t matter; they must have planned to catch him and then link him up.”
“How dare this damned merchant?”
“What will you do? Will you escape right now?”
“If we take him and escape, what about these mercenaries?”
The mercenaries responded to Johan’s question with various opinions. ‘Since the employer has disappeared, we should take our share and scatter,’ ‘No, if that merchant has strong connections, they might follow us because they’re wary,’ ‘What about the other merchants in the procession who act as officers? We could call them and hold them too,’ and so on.
Johan, who was listening, then asked Doris.
“Listen carefully. If you want to save your life, you must be able to do what I tell you from now on.”
Gulp━
The sound of Doris swallowing was unusually loud.
“Who is in charge of this trade caravan?”
“I. . . I am in charge.”
“What about the other merchants?”
“T-There are others I’ve taken money from to join the caravan, but they’re not the leaders.”
“If you change the direction of the caravan, will the others obediently follow?”
“. . .They will follow. B-But if you go somewhere too strange, they have eyes too. . .”
“Don’t worry. I don’t plan to make it impossible to do business.”
Johan, holding Doris’s head with one hand, spoke to the mercenaries.
“I have no intention of running away with this guy. If things get complicated, you might end up dying with this trash.”
“Then. . .?”
“We’ll make him lead this procession. Let’s go to Count Jarpen’s territory as planned.”
Since it was a trade caravan authorized by Countess Abner, there was no trouble even if they encountered the Count’s mercenaries.
Moreover, the various merchants in the caravan were only interested in making money, whether they sold to Countess Abner or Count Jarpen. The problem was with Doris, the leader.
Once they reached the Count’s territory, Johan and the mercenaries could safely secure Doris’s assets and ransom, and the people in the caravan could continue their business, though with a different client. It was a good deal for everyone except Doris.
“But, if I go to Count Jarpen’s territory with a permit from Countess Abner and do business there, I’ll be in big trouble!”
“Yes, I know. But Doris. Countess Abner is a problem for later, but I am the problem now. If you can’t manage it, I’ll just cut your throat and then escape from this procession.”
“. . .!!!”
“I might suffer a bit, but you’ll lose your life. So, it’s best for you to do your utmost. Whether your mercenaries attack or the merchants express dissatisfaction and leave, if anything goes wrong, your head will definitely be gone.”
Doris felt a dizzying sensation along with the overwhelming shock as if the sky was falling.
How did it come to this?
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Chapter 44: Johan's choice (5)
Doris’s face crumpled suddenly. Some crazy mercenary. . .
The purpose of the mercenary’s entrance was obvious. Praise the knight, then covet a few coins, food, and drink. The smell of alcohol wafting here revealed his intentions clearly.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
‘Have you seen such *sshole-like people? Can’t even properly guard an entrance.’
Of course, showing mercy to such begging mercenaries was both a noble’s role and pleasure, but Doris didn’t feel like seeing that now, due to his ulterior motives.
The moment Doris heard the name ‘Marcel’s troll slayer,’ he realized.
━This knight is going to Count Jarpen!
Why else would a young knight like Johan wander in such times? It seemed clear he was heading to Count Jarpen’s territory.
Countess Abner might have called him, but Countess Abner wasn’t the kind of noble to invite a newly famous young knight to meet.
With the greedy intuition of a merchant, Doris was certain Johan was headed to Count Jarpen’s territory.
Then?
━Capturing him would definitely be profitable! Just offering him to Count Abner would bring rewards. . .
While presenting him to Countess Abner, if one speaks cleverly, it could be made to appear as if a knight who intended to join Count Jarpen was captured, thus earning military credit.
And that’s not all. If a ransom is paid by Johan’s family, there would be another reward to collect.
Doris was a greedy merchant, always on the lookout for opportunities. He operated as a main merchant under Countess Abner’s license, always aiming for big earnings.
In that brief moment, Doris, who managed to intoxicate Johan and make him fall asleep, and also coerced the mercenaries into laying down their arms, was indeed an impressive merchant.
But there’s always a flaw in plans.
The flaw in this plan was Khan.
“Aren’t you Khan?”
“Yes! That’s right! It’s an honor that you recognize me! Sob! Just once we fought together!”
The Khan pretended to cry, relieved. Johan, being perceptive, played along.
“Hearing that Sir Knight arrived, I was so happy that I had to come to see you, even from afar. Huh. I hope my coming here isn’t an intrusion!”
“What nonsense. It’s a joy to give to those below. Why wouldn’t I treat a warrior I fought with? Come. Bring this friend some food and drink.”
Doris grimaced but couldn’t object. Interrupting would spoil the festive mood.
The servants brought abundant food before Khan.
Khan devoured trout cooked in sauce, white bread with cameline sauce, sausages made of various meats and spices, porridge with eggs and meat, and congealed beef fat as if possessed. It was truly convincing acting.
‘He’s halfway enjoying this.’
Johan was surprised to learn that Khan was here and thought there must be a reason for Khan’s behavior. If so, that appearance must be a disguise. In fact, Doris was merely finding Khan pathetic and annoying, without taking any further action.
Of course, those dishes seemed really delicious as he was eating them. . .
“So, what are you doing here?”
“Ah, yes! I am working for a new employer who is very kind.”
At these words, Doris forced a generous smile. It seemed that the mercenary was at least perceptive from what he was saying.
Of course, that didn’t mean he was going to be forgiven. Once everything was settled, the mercenary and the one standing at the entrance would be punished with whipping.
“The employer is such a good person. . . Do you remember Gamson-nim? The employer is even more benevolent, generous, and faithful than Gamson-nim.”
“Oh.”
Johan’s eyes sparkled coldly as he feigned admiration. Doris, not noticing, laughed awkwardly. It was awkward to respond to such blatant flattery.
“The mercenary is acting like this because he’s drunk.”
“But he’s doing this because you treated him well. It’s rare for an employer to hear such words from a mercenary.”
“Hahaha. . . Thank you. Although I am a merchant who seeks gold, I try to live devoutly. Did you know? There’s a priest behind me. But who is Mr. Gamson?”
“A priest. A good man indeed.”
“Ah. . .!”
Pleased with the flattery, Doris decided to lighten the punishment. Instead of whipping, he would assign guard duty.
“Sir Knight. Do you remember what Gamson-nim did back then?”
“How could I forget? Such a person is rare.”
Just as a caterpillar can roll, merchants have an excellent sense for opportunities. Had it not been for Khan’s warning, he would have waited until the opponent attacked first.
“Call my mercenaries here.”
Johan instructed a servant to call the mercenaries into the tent. Doris didn’t know what to do and fumbled.
“. . .!!!”
The experienced mercenaries, fittingly, did not make much noise even after seeing the situation inside the tent.
“What’s going on. . .?”
“For now, make noise eating and drinking. So no one suspects anything outside.”
“Ah, yes.”
The mercenaries began eating the food brought by the servants and slaves, sitting around various parts of the tent. If not for the situation, the food would have been really tasty.
“This merchant was trying to capture me and hand me over to Countess Abner.”
“What. . .! Sir Knight, you haven’t even joined Count Jarpen’s forces yet! It’s impossible to take you hostage!”
“I, I misunderstood. . .”
“Shut your mouth.”
Johan silenced Doris and then said,
“The sequence doesn’t matter; they must have planned to catch him and then link him up.”
“How dare this damned merchant?”
“What will you do? Will you escape right now?”
“If we take him and escape, what about these mercenaries?”
The mercenaries responded to Johan’s question with various opinions. ‘Since the employer has disappeared, we should take our share and scatter,’ ‘No, if that merchant has strong connections, they might follow us because they’re wary,’ ‘What about the other merchants in the procession who act as officers? We could call them and hold them too,’ and so on.
Johan, who was listening, then asked Doris.
“Listen carefully. If you want to save your life, you must be able to do what I tell you from now on.”
Gulp━
The sound of Doris swallowing was unusually loud.
“Who is in charge of this trade caravan?”
“I. . . I am in charge.”
“What about the other merchants?”
“T-There are others I’ve taken money from to join the caravan, but they’re not the leaders.”
“If you change the direction of the caravan, will the others obediently follow?”
“. . .They will follow. B-But if you go somewhere too strange, they have eyes too. . .”
“Don’t worry. I don’t plan to make it impossible to do business.”
Johan, holding Doris’s head with one hand, spoke to the mercenaries.
“I have no intention of running away with this guy. If things get complicated, you might end up dying with this trash.”
“Then. . .?”
“We’ll make him lead this procession. Let’s go to Count Jarpen’s territory as planned.”
Since it was a trade caravan authorized by Countess Abner, there was no trouble even if they encountered the Count’s mercenaries.
Moreover, the various merchants in the caravan were only interested in making money, whether they sold to Countess Abner or Count Jarpen. The problem was with Doris, the leader.
Once they reached the Count’s territory, Johan and the mercenaries could safely secure Doris’s assets and ransom, and the people in the caravan could continue their business, though with a different client. It was a good deal for everyone except Doris.
“But, if I go to Count Jarpen’s territory with a permit from Countess Abner and do business there, I’ll be in big trouble!”
“Yes, I know. But Doris. Countess Abner is a problem for later, but I am the problem now. If you can’t manage it, I’ll just cut your throat and then escape from this procession.”
“. . .!!!”
“I might suffer a bit, but you’ll lose your life. So, it’s best for you to do your utmost. Whether your mercenaries attack or the merchants express dissatisfaction and leave, if anything goes wrong, your head will definitely be gone.”
Doris felt a dizzying sensation along with the overwhelming shock as if the sky was falling.
How did it come to this?
Chapter 44: Johan's choice 5Doris's face crumpled suddenly. Some crazy mercenary. . .The purpose of the mercenary's entrance was obvious. Praise the knight, then covet a few coins, food, and drink. The smell of alcohol wafting here revealed his intentions clearly.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.Have you seen such *sshole-like people? Can't even properly guard an entrance.'Of course, showing mercy to such begging mercenaries was both a noble's role and pleasure, but Doris didn't feel like seeing that now, due to his ulterior motives.The moment Doris heard the name Marcel's troll slayer,' he realized.This knight is going to Count Jarpen!Why else would a young knight like Johan wander in such times? It seemed clear he was heading to Count Jarpen's territory.Countess Abner might have called him, but Countess Abner wasn't the kind of noble to invite a newly famous young knight to meet.With the greedy intuition of a merchant, Doris was certain Johan was headed to Count Jarpen's territory.Then?Capturing him would definitely be profitable! Just offering him to Count Abner would bring rewards. . .While presenting him to Countess Abner, if one speaks cleverly, it could be made to appear as if a knight who intended to join Count Jarpen was captured, thus earning military credit.And that's not all. If a ransom is paid by Johan's family, there would be another reward to collect.Doris was a greedy merchant, always on the lookout for opportunities. He operated as a main merchant under Countess Abner's license, always aiming for big earnings.In that brief moment, Doris, who managed to intoxicate Johan and make him fall asleep, and also coerced the mercenaries into laying down their arms, was indeed an impressive merchant.But there's always a flaw in plans.The flaw in this plan was Khan.Aren't you Khan?Yes! That's right! It's an honor that you recognize me! Sob! Just once we fought together!The Khan pretended to cry, relieved. Johan, being perceptive, played along.Hearing that Sir Knight arrived, I was so happy that I had to come to see you, even from afar. Huh. I hope my coming here isn't an intrusion!What nonsense. It's a joy to give to those below. Why wouldn't I treat a warrior I fought with? Come. Bring this friend some food and drink.Doris grimaced but couldn't object. Interrupting would spoil the festive mood.The servants brought abundant food before Khan.Khan devoured trout cooked in sauce, white bread with cameline sauce, sausages made of various meats and spices, porridge with eggs and meat, and congealed beef fat as if possessed. It was truly convincing acting.He's halfway enjoying this.'Johan was surprised to learn that Khan was here and thought there must be a reason for Khan's behavior. If so, that appearance must be a disguise. In fact, Doris was merely finding Khan pathetic and annoying, without taking any further action.Of course, those dishes seemed really delicious as he was eating them. . .So, what are you doing here?Ah, yes! I am working for a new employer who is very kind.At these words, Doris forced a generous smile. It seemed that the mercenary was at least perceptive from what he was saying.Of course, that didn't mean he was going to be forgiven. Once everything was settled, the mercenary and the one standing at the entrance would be punished with whipping.The employer is such a good person. . . Do you remember Gamson-nim? The employer is even more benevolent, generous, and faithful than Gamson-nim.Oh.Johan's eyes sparkled coldly as he feigned admiration. Doris, not noticing, laughed awkwardly. It was awkward to respond to such blatant flattery.The mercenary is acting like this because he's drunk.But he's doing this because you treated him well. It's rare for an employer to hear such words from a mercenary.Hahaha. . . Thank you. Although I am a merchant who seeks gold, I try to live devoutly. Did you know? There's a priest behind me. But who is Mr. Gamson?A priest. A good man indeed.Ah. . .!Pleased with the flattery, Doris decided to lighten the punishment. Instead of whipping, he would assign guard duty.Sir Knight. Do you remember what Gamson-nim did back then?How could I forget? Such a person is rare.Just as a caterpillar can roll, merchants have an excellent sense for opportunities. Had it not been for Khan's warning, he would have waited until the opponent attacked first.Call my mercenaries here.Johan instructed a servant to call the mercenaries into the tent. Doris didn't know what to do and fumbled.. . .!!!The experienced mercenaries, fittingly, did not make much noise even after seeing the situation inside the tent.What's going on. . .?For now, make noise eating and drinking. So no one suspects anything outside.Ah, yes.The mercenaries began eating the food brought by the servants and slaves, sitting around various parts of the tent. If not for the situation, the food would have been really tasty.This merchant was trying to capture me and hand me over to Countess Abner.What. . .! Sir Knight, you haven't even joined Count Jarpen's forces yet! It's impossible to take you hostage!I, I misunderstood. . .Shut your mouth.Johan silenced Doris and then said, The sequence doesn't matter; they must have planned to catch him and then link him up.How dare this damned merchant?What will you do? Will you escape right now?If we take him and escape, what about these mercenaries?The mercenaries responded to Johan's question with various opinions. Since the employer has disappeared, we should take our share and scatter,' No, if that merchant has strong connections, they might follow us because they're wary,' What about the other merchants in the procession who act as officers? We could call them and hold them too,' and so on.Johan, who was listening, then asked Doris.Listen carefully. If you want to save your life, you must be able to do what I tell you from now on.GulpThe sound of Doris swallowing was unusually loud.Who is in charge of this trade caravan?I. . . I am in charge.What about the other merchants?T-There are others I've taken money from to join the caravan, but they're not the leaders.If you change the direction of the caravan, will the others obediently follow?. . .They will follow. B-But if you go somewhere too strange, they have eyes too. . .Don't worry. I don't plan to make it impossible to do business.Johan, holding Doris's head with one hand, spoke to the mercenaries.I have no intention of running away with this guy. If things get complicated, you might end up dying with this trash.Then. . .?We'll make him lead this procession. Let's go to Count Jarpen's territory as planned.Since it was a trade caravan authorized by Countess Abner, there was no trouble even if they encountered the Count's mercenaries.Moreover, the various merchants in the caravan were only interested in making money, whether they sold to Countess Abner or Count Jarpen. The problem was with Doris, the leader.Once they reached the Count's territory, Johan and the mercenaries could safely secure Doris's assets and ransom, and the people in the caravan could continue their business, though with a different client. It was a good deal for everyone except Doris.But, if I go to Count Jarpen's territory with a permit from Countess Abner and do business there, I'll be in big trouble!Yes, I know. But Doris. Countess Abner is a problem for later, but I am the problem now. If you can't manage it, I'll just cut your throat and then escape from this procession.. . .!!!I might suffer a bit, but you'll lose your life. So, it's best for you to do your utmost. Whether your mercenaries attack or the merchants express dissatisfaction and leave, if anything goes wrong, your head will definitely be gone.Doris felt a dizzying sensation along with the overwhelming shock as if the sky was falling.How did it come to this?
