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Chapter 76.2: Three Wizards (7)
Johan summoned the malevolent spirit and directed it towards the tip of his dagger. The blade of the dagger turned as black as a moonless night sky.
Caenerna watched with interest. Johans skill in handling the malevolent spirit was quite impressive. The spirit seemed to be following him properly.
? ?
Ive been thinking about cursing weapons like this. What do you think?
It doesnt seem bad. A malevolent spirit would be skilled in curses. But. . .
?
Is it right for a knight? Seems like a dishonorable act?
. . .Of course, I was just asking. I have no intention of using it in battle.
Johan quickly covered up. Caenerna, unaware of Johans true nature like Suetlg, nodded with a so be it expression.
, .
.
Did you say youre going to the territory of Duke Brduhe?
Mahreet asked with a tone of surprise.
The territory of Duke Brduhe in the southeast of the Empire was so vast and powerful that it was called a duchy.
However, that did not mean it was a peaceful land.
From the east, fierce barbarians raced across the plains to attack, from the south, heretics from another empire were constantly watching for opportunities, and nearby minor kingdoms plotted conspiracies to expand their influence.
The eastern part of the Empire was known as a rough land of opportunity, even among mercenaries.
Yes. Why do you ask?The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
Sir Knight, we were just returning from the east.
!
Mahreet and the County Mercenary Group happened to be returning from a mission in the east.
How was it?
The east? Always the same. Monsters are terrible, people are tough, barbarians are fierce. . . Oh, I once saw Duke from a distance. He was a remarkably handsome man.
Duke Brduhe, now middle-aged, was renowned as a great leader. In the troublesome eastern part, his name held absolute authority. Many serfs prayed in his name.
What about the people?
Sir Knight, how would someone like me know that? I only met the steward briefly. But he seemed like a fine man.
Why is that?
Because he paid the wages on time and generously.
The malevolent spirit was gone, but the mercenaries still believed Mahreet to be a prophet.
None refused when offered a convenient lie. Mahreet nodded.
Exactly.
Oh. . .! What else has come forth?
Joining at that time will bring great fortune.
As expected. . .!
I thought so!
The sub-captains accepted without doubt. People tend to believe what they want to hear.
Mahreet looked at his subordinates.
He felt both pity and disdain, reminiscent of his own past self, once deceived by a malevolent spirit. . .
.
Seeing this, he felt he could lead the mercenaries for many more years.
Farewell. And take care.
?
After the party left, Caenerna also prepared to depart. She left with just a few slaves.
Whys that?
It seemed oddly meaningful for a farewell.
Youre getting better at understanding the undertones. Yes, there was a deeper meaning. As you know, I am a wizard. I trust old sayings. . Do you know it?
I do.
Caenerna is a great wizard, but she has faced misfortune twice. No matter how great, one cant avoid the tide of bad luck. It wouldnt be surprising if it happened a third time.
Ah, but surely. . .
Johan chuckled.
That mercenary band was truly an unavoidable misfortune, but surely such an incident wouldnt happen again.
Days later, Johan spotted a familiar figure fleeing on horseback, enveloped in a cloud of dust. Caenerna was being chased by a band of rogues.
. . . . . .
. . . . . .
Prepare for battle, charge!
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Chapter 76.2: Three Wizards (7)
Johan summoned the malevolent spirit and directed it towards the tip of his dagger. The blade of the dagger turned as black as a moonless night sky.
Caenerna watched with interest. Johans skill in handling the malevolent spirit was quite impressive. The spirit seemed to be following him properly.
? ?
Ive been thinking about cursing weapons like this. What do you think?
It doesnt seem bad. A malevolent spirit would be skilled in curses. But. . .
?
Is it right for a knight? Seems like a dishonorable act?
. . .Of course, I was just asking. I have no intention of using it in battle.
Johan quickly covered up. Caenerna, unaware of Johans true nature like Suetlg, nodded with a so be it expression.
, .
.
Did you say youre going to the territory of Duke Brduhe?
Mahreet asked with a tone of surprise.
The territory of Duke Brduhe in the southeast of the Empire was so vast and powerful that it was called a duchy.
However, that did not mean it was a peaceful land.
From the east, fierce barbarians raced across the plains to attack, from the south, heretics from another empire were constantly watching for opportunities, and nearby minor kingdoms plotted conspiracies to expand their influence.
The eastern part of the Empire was known as a rough land of opportunity, even among mercenaries.
Yes. Why do you ask?The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
Sir Knight, we were just returning from the east.
!
Mahreet and the County Mercenary Group happened to be returning from a mission in the east.
How was it?
The east? Always the same. Monsters are terrible, people are tough, barbarians are fierce. . . Oh, I once saw Duke from a distance. He was a remarkably handsome man.
Duke Brduhe, now middle-aged, was renowned as a great leader. In the troublesome eastern part, his name held absolute authority. Many serfs prayed in his name.
What about the people?
Sir Knight, how would someone like me know that? I only met the steward briefly. But he seemed like a fine man.
Why is that?
Because he paid the wages on time and generously.
The malevolent spirit was gone, but the mercenaries still believed Mahreet to be a prophet.
None refused when offered a convenient lie. Mahreet nodded.
Exactly.
Oh. . .! What else has come forth?
Joining at that time will bring great fortune.
As expected. . .!
I thought so!
The sub-captains accepted without doubt. People tend to believe what they want to hear.
Mahreet looked at his subordinates.
He felt both pity and disdain, reminiscent of his own past self, once deceived by a malevolent spirit. . .
.
Seeing this, he felt he could lead the mercenaries for many more years.
Farewell. And take care.
?
After the party left, Caenerna also prepared to depart. She left with just a few slaves.
Whys that?
It seemed oddly meaningful for a farewell.
Youre getting better at understanding the undertones. Yes, there was a deeper meaning. As you know, I am a wizard. I trust old sayings. . Do you know it?
I do.
Caenerna is a great wizard, but she has faced misfortune twice. No matter how great, one cant avoid the tide of bad luck. It wouldnt be surprising if it happened a third time.
Ah, but surely. . .
Johan chuckled.
That mercenary band was truly an unavoidable misfortune, but surely such an incident wouldnt happen again.
Days later, Johan spotted a familiar figure fleeing on horseback, enveloped in a cloud of dust. Caenerna was being chased by a band of rogues.
. . . . . .
. . . . . .
Prepare for battle, charge!
Chapter 76.2: Three Wizards 7Johan summoned the malevolent spirit and directed it towards the tip of his dagger. The blade of the dagger turned as black as a moonless night sky.Caenerna watched with interest. Johans skill in handling the malevolent spirit was quite impressive. The spirit seemed to be following him properly.? ?Ive been thinking about cursing weapons like this. What do you think?It doesnt seem bad. A malevolent spirit would be skilled in curses. But. . .?Is it right for a knight? Seems like a dishonorable act?. . .Of course, I was just asking. I have no intention of using it in battle.Johan quickly covered up. Caenerna, unaware of Johans true nature like Suetlg, nodded with a so be it expression., ..Did you say youre going to the territory of Duke Brduhe?Mahreet asked with a tone of surprise.The territory of Duke Brduhe in the southeast of the Empire was so vast and powerful that it was called a duchy.However, that did not mean it was a peaceful land.From the east, fierce barbarians raced across the plains to attack, from the south, heretics from another empire were constantly watching for opportunities, and nearby minor kingdoms plotted conspiracies to expand their influence.The eastern part of the Empire was known as a rough land of opportunity, even among mercenaries.Yes. Why do you ask?The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Nvl1n.Sir Knight, we were just returning from the east.!Mahreet and the County Mercenary Group happened to be returning from a mission in the east.How was it?The east? Always the same. Monsters are terrible, people are tough, barbarians are fierce. . . Oh, I once saw Duke from a distance. He was a remarkably handsome man.Duke Brduhe, now middle-aged, was renowned as a great leader. In the troublesome eastern part, his name held absolute authority. Many serfs prayed in his name.What about the people?Sir Knight, how would someone like me know that? I only met the steward briefly. But he seemed like a fine man.Why is that?Because he paid the wages on time and generously.The malevolent spirit was gone, but the mercenaries still believed Mahreet to be a prophet.None refused when offered a convenient lie. Mahreet nodded.Exactly.Oh. . .! What else has come forth?Joining at that time will bring great fortune.As expected. . .!I thought so!The sub-captains accepted without doubt. People tend to believe what they want to hear.Mahreet looked at his subordinates.He felt both pity and disdain, reminiscent of his own past self, once deceived by a malevolent spirit. . ..Seeing this, he felt he could lead the mercenaries for many more years.Farewell. And take care.?After the party left, Caenerna also prepared to depart. She left with just a few slaves.Whys that?It seemed oddly meaningful for a farewell.Youre getting better at understanding the undertones. Yes, there was a deeper meaning. As you know, I am a wizard. I trust old sayings. . Do you know it?I do.Caenerna is a great wizard, but she has faced misfortune twice. No matter how great, one cant avoid the tide of bad luck. It wouldnt be surprising if it happened a third time.Ah, but surely. . .Johan chuckled.That mercenary band was truly an unavoidable misfortune, but surely such an incident wouldnt happen again.Days later, Johan spotted a familiar figure fleeing on horseback, enveloped in a cloud of dust. Caenerna was being chased by a band of rogues.. . . . . .. . . . . .Prepare for battle, charge!
