How to Live as a Wandering Knight

Chapter 92.1: ๐†๐จ๐จ๐ ๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง (๐Ÿ’)

โ€œHello, Repiata-gong.โ€

โ€œThank you for your answer last time.โ€

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.

โ€œWe have prepared some drinks as a token of our appreciation. Would you like to join us?โ€

โ€œI gratefully accep. . .โ€

While speaking, Johan realized that Achladda had run off in the distance, chatting with Gerdolf, Marco, and Stephen.

โ”๐–๐จ๐ฐ! ๐’๐ข๐ซ ๐Š๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ. ๐ˆ๐ฌ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ง๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ?

โ”๐†๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ.

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.

โ€˜So is that why she ran away like that?โ€™

If she was the kind of person who would talk to knights he didnโ€™t even get along with, then she must have been really scared.

โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ, ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.โ€™

After all, it seemed that this young Brduhe didnโ€™t 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.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

Repiataโ€™s camp was unusual.

Normally, a nobleโ€™s 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. . .

โ€œWhat kind of arrangement is this?โ€

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.

โ€œPlease do not misunderstand them.โ€

โ€œMisunderstand? I donโ€™t understand what you mean.โ€

Brรผnhilde, the knight who brought Johan to Repiata, showed a faint satisfaction on her face. She was pleased with Johanโ€™s tact.

โ€œSir. I hope you wonโ€™t be surprised or startled when you meet gong inside.โ€

โ€œ. . .?โ€

Johan suddenly felt uneasy.

Whatโ€™s inside the tent? A trap?

Of course not.

The inside of the tent was bleak with no decorations. Johan felt an inexplicable chill. It wasnโ€™t because of the weather.

As he sat down, a servant poured wine into a silver cup. Johan accepted it politely.

โ€œ. . .Thank you.โ€

โ€˜๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต. . . ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ.โ€™

The silence inside the tent was heavy.

The dukeโ€™s youngest was not sociable. The knights beside him were taciturn, and the servants even more so.

Hence, the silence!

Johan regretted not bringing Achladda. He had come with a light heart, not expecting such a silent company.

Johan wasnโ€™t talkative, but he had to initiate conversation here.

โ€œYou are staying out here like this because. . . are you participating in this expedition?โ€

A nod. An affirmation.

โ€œAre other family members participating too?โ€

A shake of the head. A negation.

โ€œDo you know Count Ganolwood?โ€

A nod. An affirmation.

โ€œAre you moving together?โ€

A shake of the head. A negation.

โ€˜๐˜โ€™๐˜ฅ ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜Ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. . .โ€™

Any other knight might have felt insulted. But Johan read the expressions of those around him.

They were also nervous about Repiataโ€™s silence. If it wasnโ€™t intentional, it was fine.

Besides, Johan was someone who could sit through insults if it meant gaining an advantage.

โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜’๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜‰๐˜ณรผ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ? ๐˜›๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ.โ€™

Johan decided to pass the time without conversation. There was a Go board at the back of the tent.

โ€œWould you like to play a game?โ€

Repiata nodded. Pleased, Johan picked up the Go stones.

Johan hadnโ€™t considered Repiataโ€™s 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.

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ.โ€™

However, the result was surprising. Repiata played Go with a calm and deep strategy, seemingly a step or two above Suetlg.

โ€œ. . .I lost.โ€

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 didnโ€™t expect him to be so strong on the board.

โ€œWould you like to review the game?โ€

Repiata nodded again. Johan sighed in relief. It seemed they could pass the time without speaking.

๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ธ

After completing the review, Johan stepped outside to find the sun setting. He suddenly thought,

โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ. . .โ€™

A knight, also a member of the aristocratic class. One couldnโ€™t always just wield a sword. Such social activities were essential.

โ€˜๐˜š๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ.โ€™

โ€œIf there are only taciturn people around, itโ€™s unbearably painful. I fully realized that today.โ€

โ€œThank you for accepting the invitation today. Gong must have been pleased to build rapport and connections.โ€

โ€œ. . . . . .โ€

Johan harbored doubts internally. It didnโ€™t seem like they had built any rapport. . .

But from Brรผnhildeโ€™s perspective, todayโ€™s 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.

โ€œMay I ask you one thing?โ€

โ€œPlease ask, Sir Johan.โ€

โ€œI noticed many peculiar people, are they your gongโ€™s people?โ€

โ€œYes, they are loyal people serving gong.โ€

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