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Chapter 92.1: Good Children (4)
Hello, Repiata-gong.
Thank you for your answer last time.
Under the sun, rather than a dark corridor, it felt all the more peculiar. The youngest of the Brduhe family seemed almost like a half-dead person.
The voice was cold and dry, and it had a different vitality from the other brothers and sisters of the family. It was like that of a half-dead person.
The escort knight next to him asked Johan.
We have prepared some drinks as a token of our appreciation. Would you like to join us?
I gratefully accep. . .
While speaking, Johan realized that Achladda had run off in the distance, chatting with Gerdolf, Marco, and Stephen.
! . ?The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
.
To the centaurs who revered the stars, the stars of Brduhe were a source of constant dread, and for the youngest of them, this fear was even more pronounced.
So is that why she ran away like that?
If she was the kind of person who would talk to knights he didnt even get along with, then she must have been really scared.
, .
After all, it seemed that this young Brduhe didnt care much either. There was no need to call others when it was just about showing gratitude to Johan.
And soon, Johan would come to regret this decision.
Repiatas camp was unusual.
Normally, a nobles fiefdom is organized around the tent of the highest-ranking person.
Knights and lower nobles stay inside, while those of lower status are on the outside.
Of course, only those of a certain rank should be seen inside. But. . .
What kind of arrangement is this?
There were knights and lower nobles, but there were too many suspicious-looking characters.
It was fine to have wandering alchemists or minstrels. But there were people who looked like thieves or swindlers rolling around. They sat in the corners of the camp with gloomy expressions.
The highlight was an orc moneylender. The knights frowned upon seeing an orc dressed more lavishly than the nobles, jingling a pouch of gold coins.
Please do not misunderstand them.
Misunderstand? I dont understand what you mean.
Johan decided to pass the time without conversation. There was a Go board at the back of the tent.
Would you like to play a game?
Repiata nodded. Pleased, Johan picked up the Go stones.
Johan hadnt considered Repiatas skill to be strong.
Given his young age and the closed nature of this world where information was not shared. Here, knowledge was hoarded, not shared.
.
However, the result was surprising. Repiata played Go with a calm and deep strategy, seemingly a step or two above Suetlg.
. . .I lost.
When Repiata conceded defeat and resigned, the waiting knights were even more surprised. It was Repiata who had defeated all the knights under the duke.
Johan knew he was a brave knight, but he didnt expect him to be so strong on the board.
Would you like to review the game?
Repiata nodded again. Johan sighed in relief. It seemed they could pass the time without speaking.
After completing the review, Johan stepped outside to find the sun setting. He suddenly thought,
, . . .
A knight, also a member of the aristocratic class. One couldnt always just wield a sword. Such social activities were essential.
, , .
If there are only taciturn people around, its unbearably painful. I fully realized that today.
Thank you for accepting the invitation today. Gong must have been pleased to build rapport and connections.
. . . . . .
Johan harbored doubts internally. It didnt seem like they had built any rapport. . .
But from Brnhildes perspective, todays conversation was quite talkative. Compared to others, it was the epitome of closeness.
Indeed, perhaps because their interests aligned, they could communicate so well!
Though he was told to build rapport in advance for the expedition, he had not expected such extensive conversation. She bid farewell to Johan with a satisfied expression.
May I ask you one thing?
Please ask, Sir Johan.
I noticed many peculiar people, are they your gongs people?
Yes, they are loyal people serving gong.
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Chapter 92.1: Good Children (4)
Hello, Repiata-gong.
Thank you for your answer last time.
Under the sun, rather than a dark corridor, it felt all the more peculiar. The youngest of the Brduhe family seemed almost like a half-dead person.
The voice was cold and dry, and it had a different vitality from the other brothers and sisters of the family. It was like that of a half-dead person.
The escort knight next to him asked Johan.
We have prepared some drinks as a token of our appreciation. Would you like to join us?
I gratefully accep. . .
While speaking, Johan realized that Achladda had run off in the distance, chatting with Gerdolf, Marco, and Stephen.
! . ?The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
.
To the centaurs who revered the stars, the stars of Brduhe were a source of constant dread, and for the youngest of them, this fear was even more pronounced.
So is that why she ran away like that?
If she was the kind of person who would talk to knights he didnt even get along with, then she must have been really scared.
, .
After all, it seemed that this young Brduhe didnt care much either. There was no need to call others when it was just about showing gratitude to Johan.
And soon, Johan would come to regret this decision.
Repiatas camp was unusual.
Normally, a nobles fiefdom is organized around the tent of the highest-ranking person.
Knights and lower nobles stay inside, while those of lower status are on the outside.
Of course, only those of a certain rank should be seen inside. But. . .
What kind of arrangement is this?
There were knights and lower nobles, but there were too many suspicious-looking characters.
It was fine to have wandering alchemists or minstrels. But there were people who looked like thieves or swindlers rolling around. They sat in the corners of the camp with gloomy expressions.
The highlight was an orc moneylender. The knights frowned upon seeing an orc dressed more lavishly than the nobles, jingling a pouch of gold coins.
Please do not misunderstand them.
Misunderstand? I dont understand what you mean.
Johan decided to pass the time without conversation. There was a Go board at the back of the tent.
Would you like to play a game?
Repiata nodded. Pleased, Johan picked up the Go stones.
Johan hadnt considered Repiatas skill to be strong.
Given his young age and the closed nature of this world where information was not shared. Here, knowledge was hoarded, not shared.
.
However, the result was surprising. Repiata played Go with a calm and deep strategy, seemingly a step or two above Suetlg.
. . .I lost.
When Repiata conceded defeat and resigned, the waiting knights were even more surprised. It was Repiata who had defeated all the knights under the duke.
Johan knew he was a brave knight, but he didnt expect him to be so strong on the board.
Would you like to review the game?
Repiata nodded again. Johan sighed in relief. It seemed they could pass the time without speaking.
After completing the review, Johan stepped outside to find the sun setting. He suddenly thought,
, . . .
A knight, also a member of the aristocratic class. One couldnt always just wield a sword. Such social activities were essential.
, , .
If there are only taciturn people around, its unbearably painful. I fully realized that today.
Thank you for accepting the invitation today. Gong must have been pleased to build rapport and connections.
. . . . . .
Johan harbored doubts internally. It didnt seem like they had built any rapport. . .
But from Brnhildes perspective, todays conversation was quite talkative. Compared to others, it was the epitome of closeness.
Indeed, perhaps because their interests aligned, they could communicate so well!
Though he was told to build rapport in advance for the expedition, he had not expected such extensive conversation. She bid farewell to Johan with a satisfied expression.
May I ask you one thing?
Please ask, Sir Johan.
I noticed many peculiar people, are they your gongs people?
Yes, they are loyal people serving gong.
Chapter 92.1: Good Children 4Hello, Repiata-gong.Thank you for your answer last time.Under the sun, rather than a dark corridor, it felt all the more peculiar. The youngest of the Brduhe family seemed almost like a half-dead person.The voice was cold and dry, and it had a different vitality from the other brothers and sisters of the family. It was like that of a half-dead person.The escort knight next to him asked Johan.We have prepared some drinks as a token of our appreciation. Would you like to join us?I gratefully accep. . .While speaking, Johan realized that Achladda had run off in the distance, chatting with Gerdolf, Marco, and Stephen.! . ?The source of this content novelbin.To the centaurs who revered the stars, the stars of Brduhe were a source of constant dread, and for the youngest of them, this fear was even more pronounced.So is that why she ran away like that?If she was the kind of person who would talk to knights he didnt even get along with, then she must have been really scared., .After all, it seemed that this young Brduhe didnt care much either. There was no need to call others when it was just about showing gratitude to Johan.And soon, Johan would come to regret this decision.Repiatas camp was unusual.Normally, a nobles fiefdom is organized around the tent of the highest-ranking person.Knights and lower nobles stay inside, while those of lower status are on the outside.Of course, only those of a certain rank should be seen inside. But. . .What kind of arrangement is this?There were knights and lower nobles, but there were too many suspicious-looking characters.It was fine to have wandering alchemists or minstrels. But there were people who looked like thieves or swindlers rolling around. They sat in the corners of the camp with gloomy expressions.The highlight was an orc moneylender. The knights frowned upon seeing an orc dressed more lavishly than the nobles, jingling a pouch of gold coins.Please do not misunderstand them.Misunderstand? I dont understand what you mean.Johan decided to pass the time without conversation. There was a Go board at the back of the tent.Would you like to play a game?Repiata nodded. Pleased, Johan picked up the Go stones.Johan hadnt considered Repiatas skill to be strong.Given his young age and the closed nature of this world where information was not shared. Here, knowledge was hoarded, not shared..However, the result was surprising. Repiata played Go with a calm and deep strategy, seemingly a step or two above Suetlg.. . .I lost.When Repiata conceded defeat and resigned, the waiting knights were even more surprised. It was Repiata who had defeated all the knights under the duke.Johan knew he was a brave knight, but he didnt expect him to be so strong on the board.Would you like to review the game?Repiata nodded again. Johan sighed in relief. It seemed they could pass the time without speaking.After completing the review, Johan stepped outside to find the sun setting. He suddenly thought,, . . .A knight, also a member of the aristocratic class. One couldnt always just wield a sword. Such social activities were essential., , .If there are only taciturn people around, its unbearably painful. I fully realized that today.Thank you for accepting the invitation today. Gong must have been pleased to build rapport and connections.. . . . . .Johan harbored doubts internally. It didnt seem like they had built any rapport. . .But from Brnhildes perspective, todays conversation was quite talkative. Compared to others, it was the epitome of closeness.Indeed, perhaps because their interests aligned, they could communicate so well!Though he was told to build rapport in advance for the expedition, he had not expected such extensive conversation. She bid farewell to Johan with a satisfied expression.May I ask you one thing?Please ask, Sir Johan.I noticed many peculiar people, are they your gongs people?Yes, they are loyal people serving gong.
