How to Live as a Wandering Knight

As blood splattered in all directions, a look of horror and fury swirled in the knights’ eyes.

None of the knights who had entered here had come prepared to risk their lives. It was supposed to be a simple kidnapping of a wizard. They thought it would be over as soon as they overpowered any resistance.

But suddenly, they were embroiled in this bloody drama.

“Who are you?! Do you know who we are?”

“Aren’t you just some thugs trying to kidnap someone while wearing masks?”

The knight who had spoken habitually blushed at Johan’s words, feeling ashamed.

Caenerna, noticing this emotion, clicked her tongue and said,

“Why not reveal your family and name and challenge me to a duel?”

“. . .All but the wizard can be killed! Attack!”

The warehouse was now cramped with people. In such a space, it was hard to showcase refined skills. It was all about brute strength and endurance.

Even though Johan was armed, the knights were numerous. In this situation, there was little difference between a club and a longsword. One good hit could bring anyone down.

Thinking this, the knights charged, swinging their clubs.

𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐭!

Johan broke a knight’s club with a swing of his fist, his eyes widening in disbelief. Johan then grabbed the knight’s throat, breaking his neck with a snap.

“Cough!”

He positioned the knight as a shield and, with his other hand, wielded a longsword. A barrage of club strikes poured in from the side. Johan swung his sword. Blood splattered, and another knight fell.

Humans created techniques to combat wild beasts.

The knights, having forgotten this, were paying dearly for recklessly attacking the beast with brute force.

Yet, one of the knights managed to swing a club at Johan’s exposed back.

𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩!

Johan clenched his teeth, turned around, and shattered the skull of the knight. Even a well-trained knight was no use. The knight collapsed, vomiting blood from a single punch.

“. . .Retreat. Protect me!”

The first to regain her composure in this chaos was Caenerna. She watched, as if entranced, Johan exerting immense strength to break a club, before finally snapping back to reality.

It was unbelievable that several knights couldn’t handle one man, but believing the unbelievable was the role of a wizard.

She bit her lip and prepared to retreat.

Fortunately, Johan, busy slaughtering the knights, didn’t notice her escaping through the door.

“Don’t move! I’ll shoot if you do. Get on your knees!”

“!!!”

Surprisingly, there was an ambush.

Outside the warehouse, mercenaries with bows and crossbows waited in ambush.

Johan’s mercenaries!

━𝐄𝐡, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?

━!!!

━𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬! 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬! 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞!

Mercenaries brought in case of an attack in the city were unexpectedly proving useful in a different way.

Realizing they were ambushed, the knights were horrified.

“. . .How dare these insignificant mercenaries!”

“Wait!”

Caenerna tried to stop them. With her nearby, any rash action. . .

But the knights were already charging. Their brave assault in such a situation was characteristic of knights.

The problem was that they were not even wearing armor, just plain clothes.

𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐡!

Crossbows and bows were fired, and arrows stuck into the bodies of the knights. Even in such a state, the knights rushed in, gritting their teeth. It was indeed an astonishing momentum. The mercenaries had a look of horror on their faces.

But they were also experienced and skilled mercenaries. The response was immediate.

“Crossbowmen, archers, fall back!”

“Raise the shields! Block them!”

The knights, pierced by arrows, couldn’t fight properly. They dropped their clubs and fell.

“. . .I said I surrender.”

Caenerna spoke with a calmed demeanor.

Soon, the door opened from behind and Johan emerged. No voice of a knight was heard from inside.

“Bring her in.”

“I thought she was an assassin sent by the Emperor. . .”

“Didn’t I say? Why would the Emperor engage in such acts for no reason?”

Johan assessed the situation and felt futile.

They had come not specifically for him but to abduct Gulrak.

Gulrak asked Johan.

“I owe you one. Thank you.”

“It’s only what a knight should do.”

‘𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥. . .’

Suetlg inwardly admired. Gulrak, not knowing Johan for long, was unaware of his true feelings.

All knights except Caenerna resisted and died. Caenerna answered questions with a very polite and submissive attitude.

“Why did you try to kidnap Gulrak?”

“We were looking for a knight and needed that wizard’s help.”

“Are these the Emperor’s knights?”

“Yes.”

“Does the Emperor know about this?”

“I don’t know.”

Johan stood behind Caenerna. Caenerna glanced back, concerned about his position. As expected, Johan was holding up his longsword.

Ready to strike in a single blow!

“Wait a moment. I still have questions.”

While Suetlg intervened, Gulrak asked curiously.

“Is it okay to speak so obediently?”

“If I don’t, I know you’ll torture me. I think it’s better to just speak than to be tortured into talking.”

“Why are you looking for the knight?”

“He has my treasure.”

“Is that treasure by any chance the Fire Goblet?”

“. . .?!”