How to Live as a Wandering Knight

Chapter 144.1: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐†๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  (1)

With the dawn, the dwarves merrily began pushing the siege engines. The dwarves had always been the leading technologists of the age.

As the state-of-the-art trebuchets boasted their mighty power, the dwarves let out cheers of joy.

โ€œThose crazy dwarf b*stards. . .โ€

โ€œWhat did they make?โ€

The mercenaries looked at the dwarves with bored eyes. The mercenaries fundamentally respected the dwarves. The reputation of the dwarf warriors had always been great.

But seeing them stacking those up, they couldnโ€™t think anything but that it was ridiculous.

โ€˜๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด?โ€™

โ€œIs the siege tower really not necessary?โ€

โ€œYes. Please trust us, Your Excellency.โ€

Mackald spoke resolutely. Although the siege tower itself, moving the huge tower and attaching it to the wall to attack, was a powerful weapon in sieges, there was no need for it this time.

The dwarves had already finished their calculations.

โ€œItโ€™s enough to collapse the wall. No need for a siege tower.โ€

โ€œI see. I trust you.โ€

โ€œYes. The <World Destroyer> and the <Mountain Tearer> will be especially active.โ€

โ€œ?โ€

โ€œThose two trebuchets, we put in some new technologies in particular. . .โ€

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.โ€™

Johan grumbled to himself. The dwarvesโ€™ naming sense wasnโ€™t great, but he couldnโ€™t say that. They were names passed down from dwarf ancestors.

That aside, it was a pain to keep listening to the principles of siege technology he had no interest in. Still, Johan endured and responded enthusiastically.

โ€œI see. Using the principles of pendulums and fulcrums to launch them, truly remarkable.โ€

โ€œAh! You perfectly understand this device!โ€

โ€˜๐˜–๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ.โ€™

The dwarves were greatly moved by Johanโ€™s casual words. There were many employers who rushed and harassed them, but few who showed genuine interest like this.

โ€œI have something I want to build next, but. . .โ€

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

๐•’๐ฐแด‡๐”Ÿ๐šœ๐™ฉ๐• ๐™ง๐•š๐ž๐˜ด.ฤ‹ฬ‡๐™ค๐•ž

The sight of the approaching trebuchets was seen by those inside the castle as well.

โ€œTrebuchets!โ€

โ€œWhat did you do while those were being built?!โ€

The dwarves cleverly used angles to hide the work process. Still, some intelligence should have come in from outside, yet there were no reports at all.

More than the trebuchets themselves, not knowing the situation was more terrifying. It felt like everyone else had been replaced.

โ€œShould we try negotiating again?โ€

โ€œAnd say what when His Excellency refuses?โ€

Currently, the Count of Jekyllid was barricaded inside the inner castle. It was due to the shock from the battle. Thanks to that, only the other retainers had headaches.

They had to get help from other feudal lords, call back children of the family who were away as hostages, or scrape the vaults empty to come up with ransom money, when the lord was barricaded in his room, only caressing his lovers. . .

It wasnโ€™t only Jekyllid who was shocked. Other nobles were also trembling in fear.

The battle in the plains was one thing, but insulting the opponent in this situation. . . If negotiations failed and the gates collapsed, they could all die.

โ€œLetโ€™s buy some time at least. If we can get them to stop, a chance to destroy them may arise.โ€

The nobles nodded. They needed time even to try to destroy the trebuchets.

Another envoy visited again. But this time, they didnโ€™t even see Johanโ€™s face.

โ€œ. . .Count Yeats refused an audience!โ€

โ€œWhat did you say?โ€

๐๐จ๐จ๐ฆ!

The answer came from the castle walls instead. It was the sound of a huge boulder hitting the wall. The earth-shaking sound startled those inside the castle.

โ€œStay calm! Donโ€™t panic!โ€

The vassals who entered the castle with the Count encouraged their troops to maintain morale. Meanwhile, the retainers exchanged glances.

While the vassals received fiefdoms from the Count and had families who would pay ransoms for them, the retainers who did odd jobs under the Count had no such fiefdoms or families. Most were minor nobles from insignificant families.

If the walls collapsed, the chances of them dying were very high.

โ€œWeโ€™ll bring His Excellency here!โ€

Some of the retainers headed inside with soldiers. The nobles were too distraught to even notice.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

โ€œThe walls have collapsed! Order an advance!โ€

Johan nodded. The mercenariesโ€™ morale was sky high as they began to approach. The defending troops who had been waiting on top of the walls were completely demoralized by the raining boulders and didnโ€™t even stick their heads out.

Taking advantage of their superior forces occupying the castle exterior, the mercenaries poured bolts as they pleased through the collapsed walls.

โ€œBlock the walls! Donโ€™t let them. . . Ugh!โ€

The shouting knight dropped his weapon in terror. A familiar face had appeared among the mercenaries. It was Johan wielding the Giant Slayer.

Though the walls had collapsed, the terrain was still quite narrow, so it could have been blocked if they tried. But Johanโ€™s appearance shattered that premise.

Every time he swung his weapon, empty spaces appeared and soldiers collapsed. His fierce attacks also forced knights who tried to fight back to retreat.

โ€œHis Excellency fights with us!โ€

โ€œCharge forward!โ€

Thanks to that, the mercenariesโ€™ morale couldnโ€™t get any higher. Among mercenaries, there was nothing more respected than an employer who fought shoulder to shoulder with them. Moreover one whose opponent was the knight among knights.

After fighting for over a day, the flag of the Yeats Family flew over the castle walls.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

โ€œYour Excellency! We have captured the count we were chasing after.โ€

Johan looked at the vassals of the Jekyllid family with a tired expression. After fighting all day, Johan was drenched in blood and sweat. As a result, his voice came out rough.

โ€œBut why is he dead?โ€

โ€œBecause he violently resisted. . .โ€

The vassals kowtowed as they spoke. The Count of Jekyllid had been captured.

As a corpse.

โ€˜๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฃ*๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. . .โ€™

Instead of answering, Johan covered his face with his hand. He was going to keep the count alive and exploit him in various ways!

The vassals seemed to be trying to win Johanโ€™s favor by capturing Jekyllid and offering him up. The drunken Jekyllid brandished his sword and raged around, and the desperate vassals also fought back. . .

As a result, blood was shed and the fight intensified.

As Johan remained silent, the vassals seemed a bit anxious. They cautiously opened their mouths.

โ€œYour Excellency. We have captured the count for you. According to custom, please give us a reward for this. . .โ€

โ€œCustom? Reward? Oh my. Pay them for killing their own master.โ€

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