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Chapter 84.2: Time to Hunt (3)
Many knights fell for the warm hospitality of the nomadic tribes.
However, not all knights were deceived.
, ?
The warrior thought to himself. He was a warrior who had taken money from the Petreo familys Boriska. Of course, he had no intention of keeping the promise either.
But Sir Boriska was really. . .
Late.
Ah. Sorry, sir. It took longer to return avoiding peoples eyes.
Boriskas actions were so audacious that even warriors outside the Empire were amazed.
He even hired mercenaries separately to call them out!
Even if some leniency was expected, this was an outright disregard for the Dukes orders. If caught, it could lead to not just embarrassment but also the revocation of his knighthood.
But Boriska didnt bat an eye. He was burning with the desire and anger to regain his lost reputation.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
It was ridiculous he fell off his horse in the tournament when he should have shone. Unlike Lucas, who fought honorably, he fell early and had no such consolation.
If he couldnt make up for it in this hunt, he might never recover.
What I asked for?
Of course, I brought it. A ranger from the east. You can trust his skills.
The mercenaries of the Arrowhead group were not intimidated even in front of the knights.
Mercenaries from the east are known to be especially rough, being a mix of Empire people and barbarians, but these were exceptionally violent.
The knights behind Boriska looked at the mercenaries with complex expressions.
They had followed because they were originally with Boriska, but not everyone was in favor of this hire.
Some visibly disapproved of hiring such mercenaries, thinking it dishonorable.
Originally, they might have drawn swords in anger, but Boriska let it pass. After all, they needed the help of both the knights and the mercenaries.
My name is Galambos, sir.
I see. Youre a ranger from the east?
Yes, I was a captain.
I heard a wyvern can be found around here. Do you think thats true?
At Boriskas words, Galambos smirked.
Hardly. In such plains where only low hills and mounds are visible, its hard to find. The mountain ranges are days away.
Is that so? Then it was a lie.
Damn it. . .!
Such brutal tasks were not common. This didnt mean Johan lived a calm and peaceful life, however.
Johan walked towards the source of the sound and locked eyes with a man who looked like a tribesman.
The man twitched upon seeing Johan.
His expression didnt change, but Johan could feel that he was startled.
Who are you?
Oh my. Are you the new Sir Knight? I. . . might have had a bit too much to drink. . .
. . . . . .
The man staggered as if drunk, with dirt on his hands and legs, suggesting he might have fallen.
, .
It was normal to be startled by someone in the dark. Moreover, Johan didnt look like the other tribespeople.
Suddenly, a thought crossed Johans mind. He spoke in the eastern tongue.
. . ..
????
Johan smiled broadly. Then, he abruptly grabbed the mans throat.
What kind of tribesman doesnt understand his own insults?
The man panicked and tried to draw a dagger, but Johan slapped him across the face with his other hand, knocking him out in one blow.
Intruder! Intruder!
Johans shout awakened the people. The tribespeople stopped drinking and ran out with their weapons.
Wheres the intruder?!
Caught him here. Is he one of your tribe?
The people who saw the man Johan caught scrutinized him with torches. He looked vaguely familiar.
Clearly looks like a man from the west. . .
No, Sir Knight. This man is a knight dastard who was in the tournament!
One of the warriors recognized the mans face. Johan exclaimed in surprise.
What?
I was surprised too! How did he end up here. . .
Too weak for a knight, isnt he? Couldnt even take one hit.
. . .But more importantly, shouldnt we be wondering why hes here?
Thats a good point. Wake him up.
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Chapter 84.2: Time to Hunt (3)
Many knights fell for the warm hospitality of the nomadic tribes.
However, not all knights were deceived.
, ?
The warrior thought to himself. He was a warrior who had taken money from the Petreo familys Boriska. Of course, he had no intention of keeping the promise either.
But Sir Boriska was really. . .
Late.
Ah. Sorry, sir. It took longer to return avoiding peoples eyes.
Boriskas actions were so audacious that even warriors outside the Empire were amazed.
He even hired mercenaries separately to call them out!
Even if some leniency was expected, this was an outright disregard for the Dukes orders. If caught, it could lead to not just embarrassment but also the revocation of his knighthood.
But Boriska didnt bat an eye. He was burning with the desire and anger to regain his lost reputation.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
It was ridiculous he fell off his horse in the tournament when he should have shone. Unlike Lucas, who fought honorably, he fell early and had no such consolation.
If he couldnt make up for it in this hunt, he might never recover.
What I asked for?
Of course, I brought it. A ranger from the east. You can trust his skills.
The mercenaries of the Arrowhead group were not intimidated even in front of the knights.
Mercenaries from the east are known to be especially rough, being a mix of Empire people and barbarians, but these were exceptionally violent.
The knights behind Boriska looked at the mercenaries with complex expressions.
They had followed because they were originally with Boriska, but not everyone was in favor of this hire.
Some visibly disapproved of hiring such mercenaries, thinking it dishonorable.
Originally, they might have drawn swords in anger, but Boriska let it pass. After all, they needed the help of both the knights and the mercenaries.
My name is Galambos, sir.
I see. Youre a ranger from the east?
Yes, I was a captain.
I heard a wyvern can be found around here. Do you think thats true?
At Boriskas words, Galambos smirked.
Hardly. In such plains where only low hills and mounds are visible, its hard to find. The mountain ranges are days away.
Is that so? Then it was a lie.
Damn it. . .!
Such brutal tasks were not common. This didnt mean Johan lived a calm and peaceful life, however.
Johan walked towards the source of the sound and locked eyes with a man who looked like a tribesman.
The man twitched upon seeing Johan.
His expression didnt change, but Johan could feel that he was startled.
Who are you?
Oh my. Are you the new Sir Knight? I. . . might have had a bit too much to drink. . .
. . . . . .
The man staggered as if drunk, with dirt on his hands and legs, suggesting he might have fallen.
, .
It was normal to be startled by someone in the dark. Moreover, Johan didnt look like the other tribespeople.
Suddenly, a thought crossed Johans mind. He spoke in the eastern tongue.
. . ..
????
Johan smiled broadly. Then, he abruptly grabbed the mans throat.
What kind of tribesman doesnt understand his own insults?
The man panicked and tried to draw a dagger, but Johan slapped him across the face with his other hand, knocking him out in one blow.
Intruder! Intruder!
Johans shout awakened the people. The tribespeople stopped drinking and ran out with their weapons.
Wheres the intruder?!
Caught him here. Is he one of your tribe?
The people who saw the man Johan caught scrutinized him with torches. He looked vaguely familiar.
Clearly looks like a man from the west. . .
No, Sir Knight. This man is a knight dastard who was in the tournament!
One of the warriors recognized the mans face. Johan exclaimed in surprise.
What?
I was surprised too! How did he end up here. . .
Too weak for a knight, isnt he? Couldnt even take one hit.
. . .But more importantly, shouldnt we be wondering why hes here?
Thats a good point. Wake him up.
Chapter 84.2: Time to Hunt 3Many knights fell for the warm hospitality of the nomadic tribes.However, not all knights were deceived., ?The warrior thought to himself. He was a warrior who had taken money from the Petreo familys Boriska. Of course, he had no intention of keeping the promise either.But Sir Boriska was really. . .Late.Ah. Sorry, sir. It took longer to return avoiding peoples eyes.Boriskas actions were so audacious that even warriors outside the Empire were amazed.He even hired mercenaries separately to call them out!Even if some leniency was expected, this was an outright disregard for the Dukes orders. If caught, it could lead to not just embarrassment but also the revocation of his knighthood.But Boriska didnt bat an eye. He was burning with the desire and anger to regain his lost reputation.Updated from novelbIn.comIt was ridiculous he fell off his horse in the tournament when he should have shone. Unlike Lucas, who fought honorably, he fell early and had no such consolation.If he couldnt make up for it in this hunt, he might never recover.What I asked for?Of course, I brought it. A ranger from the east. You can trust his skills.The mercenaries of the Arrowhead group were not intimidated even in front of the knights.Mercenaries from the east are known to be especially rough, being a mix of Empire people and barbarians, but these were exceptionally violent.The knights behind Boriska looked at the mercenaries with complex expressions.They had followed because they were originally with Boriska, but not everyone was in favor of this hire.Some visibly disapproved of hiring such mercenaries, thinking it dishonorable.Originally, they might have drawn swords in anger, but Boriska let it pass. After all, they needed the help of both the knights and the mercenaries.My name is Galambos, sir.I see. Youre a ranger from the east?Yes, I was a captain.I heard a wyvern can be found around here. Do you think thats true?At Boriskas words, Galambos smirked.Hardly. In such plains where only low hills and mounds are visible, its hard to find. The mountain ranges are days away.Is that so? Then it was a lie.Damn it. . .!Such brutal tasks were not common. This didnt mean Johan lived a calm and peaceful life, however.Johan walked towards the source of the sound and locked eyes with a man who looked like a tribesman.The man twitched upon seeing Johan.His expression didnt change, but Johan could feel that he was startled.Who are you?Oh my. Are you the new Sir Knight? I. . . might have had a bit too much to drink. . .. . . . . .The man staggered as if drunk, with dirt on his hands and legs, suggesting he might have fallen., .It was normal to be startled by someone in the dark. Moreover, Johan didnt look like the other tribespeople.Suddenly, a thought crossed Johans mind. He spoke in the eastern tongue.. . ..????Johan smiled broadly. Then, he abruptly grabbed the mans throat.What kind of tribesman doesnt understand his own insults?The man panicked and tried to draw a dagger, but Johan slapped him across the face with his other hand, knocking him out in one blow.Intruder! Intruder!Johans shout awakened the people. The tribespeople stopped drinking and ran out with their weapons.Wheres the intruder?!Caught him here. Is he one of your tribe?The people who saw the man Johan caught scrutinized him with torches. He looked vaguely familiar.Clearly looks like a man from the west. . .No, Sir Knight. This man is a knight dastard who was in the tournament!One of the warriors recognized the mans face. Johan exclaimed in surprise.What?I was surprised too! How did he end up here. . .Too weak for a knight, isnt he? Couldnt even take one hit.. . .But more importantly, shouldnt we be wondering why hes here?Thats a good point. Wake him up.
