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Chapter 91.2: Good Children (3)
In this era, there was no army that prepared and marched out in complete secrecy. Rumors inevitably spread while gathering, during preparations, and at the time of departure.
It was a matter that took all this into account.
After all, the opponent also had to rely on rumors to make accurate judgments.
When the army gathered in Baien and a campsite was established near the city, the surroundings began to stir.
Winter was about to end, but where exactly were they to march?
Count Ganolwood, it is an honor to meet you.
Y-You are Sir Johan. I, I have heard much about you.
. . .?
Johan was surprised but maintained his expression. Only novice knights show their emotions. He learned to keep a straight face and think inwardly since his time in the fiefdom.
--?
Count Ganolwood, constantly wiping sweat with a handkerchief, appeared timid with his thin and small stature, the dark circles under his eyes making him look more like a scribe.
Expecting a boisterous noble or a military-like figure to lead the dukes army. . .
Is there something I should keep in mind?
No, no. There isnt. You, you lead the army you brought with bravery.
The armies of this era were not well-organized units but rather collections of various followers brought by individuals.
Even as a commander-in-chief, issuing absolute commands wasnt possible, and the nobles who brought their soldiers had the autonomy to act independently.
Customarily, at such a gathering, one would at least say , . . .
Understood. I will strive to fight honorably.
Yes, yes. You may go.
After seeing off Johan, Count Ganolwood re-entered his tent, his hands and face sweaty.
How was it?
In, indeed. Very, very impressive.
Inside the tent, an old knight was polishing his sword.
He was Sir Karpati, known as the Lion of the East. A loyal retainer of the duke, he was in the city for the punitive expedition.
The practice of children competing for succession was common in the pagan empires across the sea. Lord Karpati was uncomfortable with the Duke adopting such customs.
Then, Your Excellency will be overseeing one of the stars.
You too.
Yes. Just command me.
The dukes children were still inexperienced, but Count Ganolwood and Sir Karpati could sufficiently support them. The duke had likely summoned them for this purpose.
Isnt he a weak and fearful stutterer?
Watch your words.
Achladda shrugged and pulled the bowstring. While waiting for spring, Johan and the warriors kept going out for hunting expeditions.
Johan could have stayed idle, but the tribal warriors constantly nagged to go outside.
, . . .
He was grateful for the acceptance of his suggestion, but these warriors could be annoyingly demanding at times.
I too was puzzled. But I think there must be a reason why such a weak and fearful stutterer has been favored by the duke for so long.
Perhaps he comforted the duke with his body after His Grace lost his wife?
. . .Listen seriously. Achladda.
I am being serious. . .
Johan was shocked at Achladdas expression. To think that was his idea of being serious.
Ultimately, dealing with the Count will be my responsibility, but I still want to warn you to be careful.
Dont worry. Youd be surprised how polite I can be when dealing with the nobles of the Empire.
The group, returning to the encampment near the city, squinted at the distant flag.
It was the banner of the Brduhe family.
It couldnt be the duke himself leisurely here. . .
.
Johan dismounted and greeted respectfully. The dukes youngest looked at him intently with clear eyes.
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Chapter 91.2: Good Children (3)
In this era, there was no army that prepared and marched out in complete secrecy. Rumors inevitably spread while gathering, during preparations, and at the time of departure.
It was a matter that took all this into account.
After all, the opponent also had to rely on rumors to make accurate judgments.
When the army gathered in Baien and a campsite was established near the city, the surroundings began to stir.
Winter was about to end, but where exactly were they to march?
Count Ganolwood, it is an honor to meet you.
Y-You are Sir Johan. I, I have heard much about you.
. . .?
Johan was surprised but maintained his expression. Only novice knights show their emotions. He learned to keep a straight face and think inwardly since his time in the fiefdom.
--?
Count Ganolwood, constantly wiping sweat with a handkerchief, appeared timid with his thin and small stature, the dark circles under his eyes making him look more like a scribe.
Expecting a boisterous noble or a military-like figure to lead the dukes army. . .
Is there something I should keep in mind?
No, no. There isnt. You, you lead the army you brought with bravery.
The armies of this era were not well-organized units but rather collections of various followers brought by individuals.
Even as a commander-in-chief, issuing absolute commands wasnt possible, and the nobles who brought their soldiers had the autonomy to act independently.
Customarily, at such a gathering, one would at least say , . . .
Understood. I will strive to fight honorably.
Yes, yes. You may go.
After seeing off Johan, Count Ganolwood re-entered his tent, his hands and face sweaty.
How was it?
In, indeed. Very, very impressive.
Inside the tent, an old knight was polishing his sword.
He was Sir Karpati, known as the Lion of the East. A loyal retainer of the duke, he was in the city for the punitive expedition.
The practice of children competing for succession was common in the pagan empires across the sea. Lord Karpati was uncomfortable with the Duke adopting such customs.
Then, Your Excellency will be overseeing one of the stars.
You too.
Yes. Just command me.
The dukes children were still inexperienced, but Count Ganolwood and Sir Karpati could sufficiently support them. The duke had likely summoned them for this purpose.
Isnt he a weak and fearful stutterer?
Watch your words.
Achladda shrugged and pulled the bowstring. While waiting for spring, Johan and the warriors kept going out for hunting expeditions.
Johan could have stayed idle, but the tribal warriors constantly nagged to go outside.
, . . .
He was grateful for the acceptance of his suggestion, but these warriors could be annoyingly demanding at times.
I too was puzzled. But I think there must be a reason why such a weak and fearful stutterer has been favored by the duke for so long.
Perhaps he comforted the duke with his body after His Grace lost his wife?
. . .Listen seriously. Achladda.
I am being serious. . .
Johan was shocked at Achladdas expression. To think that was his idea of being serious.
Ultimately, dealing with the Count will be my responsibility, but I still want to warn you to be careful.
Dont worry. Youd be surprised how polite I can be when dealing with the nobles of the Empire.
The group, returning to the encampment near the city, squinted at the distant flag.
It was the banner of the Brduhe family.
It couldnt be the duke himself leisurely here. . .
.
Johan dismounted and greeted respectfully. The dukes youngest looked at him intently with clear eyes.
Chapter 91.2: Good Children 3In this era, there was no army that prepared and marched out in complete secrecy. Rumors inevitably spread while gathering, during preparations, and at the time of departure.It was a matter that took all this into account.After all, the opponent also had to rely on rumors to make accurate judgments.When the army gathered in Baien and a campsite was established near the city, the surroundings began to stir.Winter was about to end, but where exactly were they to march?Count Ganolwood, it is an honor to meet you.Y-You are Sir Johan. I, I have heard much about you.. . .?Johan was surprised but maintained his expression. Only novice knights show their emotions. He learned to keep a straight face and think inwardly since his time in the fiefdom.--?Count Ganolwood, constantly wiping sweat with a handkerchief, appeared timid with his thin and small stature, the dark circles under his eyes making him look more like a scribe.Expecting a boisterous noble or a military-like figure to lead the dukes army. . .Is there something I should keep in mind?No, no. There isnt. You, you lead the army you brought with bravery.The armies of this era were not well-organized units but rather collections of various followers brought by individuals.Even as a commander-in-chief, issuing absolute commands wasnt possible, and the nobles who brought their soldiers had the autonomy to act independently.Customarily, at such a gathering, one would at least say , . . .Understood. I will strive to fight honorably.Yes, yes. You may go.After seeing off Johan, Count Ganolwood re-entered his tent, his hands and face sweaty.How was it?In, indeed. Very, very impressive.Inside the tent, an old knight was polishing his sword.He was Sir Karpati, known as the Lion of the East. A loyal retainer of the duke, he was in the city for the punitive expedition.The practice of children competing for succession was common in the pagan empires across the sea. Lord Karpati was uncomfortable with the Duke adopting such customs.Then, Your Excellency will be overseeing one of the stars.You too.Yes. Just command me.The dukes children were still inexperienced, but Count Ganolwood and Sir Karpati could sufficiently support them. The duke had likely summoned them for this purpose.Isnt he a weak and fearful stutterer?Watch your words.Achladda shrugged and pulled the bowstring. While waiting for spring, Johan and the warriors kept going out for hunting expeditions.Johan could have stayed idle, but the tribal warriors constantly nagged to go outside., . . .He was grateful for the acceptance of his suggestion, but these warriors could be annoyingly demanding at times.I too was puzzled. But I think there must be a reason why such a weak and fearful stutterer has been favored by the duke for so long.Perhaps he comforted the duke with his body after His Grace lost his wife?. . .Listen seriously. Achladda.I am being serious. . .Johan was shocked at Achladdas expression. To think that was his idea of being serious.Ultimately, dealing with the Count will be my responsibility, but I still want to warn you to be careful.Dont worry. Youd be surprised how polite I can be when dealing with the nobles of the Empire.The group, returning to the encampment near the city, squinted at the distant flag.It was the banner of the Brduhe family.It couldnt be the duke himself leisurely here. . ..Johan dismounted and greeted respectfully. The dukes youngest looked at him intently with clear eyes.
