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Chapter 238: Return of the Snake (3)

Count Shirivik frowned at that look. There could be only one meaning behind those eyes.

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“What you’re thinking right now, Your Excellency.”

The count pleaded in a small voice so others couldn’t hear. To anyone watching, it would have looked like the two were having a serious discussion.

“But didn’t you hear what the mercenaries said? Climbing the castle walls like that is crazy.”

In fact, sneaking up the walls under the cover of night wasn’t such a crazy idea.

The night was much darker than expected, and the soldiers guarding the walls were not as vigilant as they should be, no matter how much they were disciplined with whippings and other punishments.

This was true not just for the untrained soldiers, but also the seasoned mercenaries. It’s difficult to find people who can diligently dedicate themselves to something day after day, for weeks or months on end.

Still, it was a dangerous thing to attempt. One mistake could lead to immediate slaughter.

“Isn’t this exactly when we need an expert in this sort of thing to step up? Someone who can quietly climb up alone and find weaknesses and gaps in the walls to guide us. It seems I have such a person right in front of me.”

The assassin desperately tried to find a way out. He pleaded urgently:

“Even I can’t just casually walk in and out of an unfamiliar castle like it’s my own home. At the very least, I’d need someone who knows something about that castle to listen to. . .”

“Your Excellency! We’ve brought a laborer from a nearby village! He says he worked inside the castle about half a year ago!”

“. . .”

The assassin cursed the world.

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The assassin might think that Johan disliked him, but Johan wanted the assassin to return safely. It would be troublesome in many ways if Count Shirivik disappeared now.

And Johan will not want anything absurd. He will not expect the assassin to go in, cut off the mercenary captain’s neck, and rescue the baron and his family either.

What Johan wanted was an infiltration route.

Old castles had various holes like underground tunnels, cracks between the walls, and forgotten old gates.

“There won’t be anything like that since dwarves built it, Your Excellency.”

“. . .Humans might have added things while repairing it later.”

“Well, you have a point.”

Feudal lords often overlooked things like this, let alone a mercenary group that forcefully occupied the castle. Finding those holes was the assassin’s job.

While the assassin secretly climbed the walls for days, Johan seriously discussed with other nobles.

Everyone wanted to occupy Baron Halfbronn’s castle the same way.

The problem was the method.

“It’s too well-built.”

Even the elf knights who would not hesitate to charge the gates with spears seemed reluctant about this castle.

The angle for siege weapons was bad and the gates were solid. A frontal attack would lead to tremendous damage.

“How about besieging and starving them?”

“According to the peasants, they have plenty of stockpiled supplies to last a year.”

“Can we sneak over the walls at night?”

“. . .Wouldn’t that be too dangerous?”

Ulrike seemed incredulous at the Elf King’s words. Reckless knights might do that, but she would never do something like sneak over these walls.

When taking this castle was not a life-or-death situation, why should they take such risks?

Johan felt a bit called out as he was thinking the same thing.

The Elf King seemed upset at Ulrike’s words. He asked in a slightly angry tone,

“Then what do you suggest?”

“I don’t know about other things, but if there’s no way to rescue the baron’s family, a disaster could happen even if we sneak over the walls. We need to think of that method first.”

She had a point. Before sneaking over the walls, they had to think of a way to rescue the baron’s family inside.

Unable to refute, the Elf King looked at Johan, seeking help.

‘Infiltration seems to be the best answer.’

Avoiding his gaze, Johan hoped the assassin would bring back a decent solution.

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Surprisingly, the assassin came back with a decent answer. Johan asked in a surprised voice.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“Is there really a good way?”

“Yes. . . Why are you so surprised?”

“No. I thought there was no way.”

Sitting next to him, Suetlg held his nose and frowned.

“It’s good to see, but come wash first. Count. Where have you been crawling?”

He had to keep the secret so he couldn’t even get help from the servant. The assassin came back alone after washing up lonely.

“Understood.”

It was agreed that if a signal was sent from here, an attack would also start from outside.

Even if they couldn’t break down the castle gate, once the attack started, their attention would be focused outside.

“Let’s go!”

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Despite the assassin’s confident words, the plan began to deviate from expectations from the very beginning.

The mercenaries they met in the basement hallway suddenly started talking to them.

“Wait a minute.”

“. . . . . .”

Cold sweat ran down the assassin’s back. Johan and the other soldiers fidgeted with their sword hilts. They were thinking of just slashing anyone if no one was looking.

“Is everything okay?”

“Um. . . It’s okay, isn’t it? Really, is this slave here?”

“W-What’s going on?”

The assassin, acting like a scared servant, asked. He had already identified some of the Severed Gallows Mercenary Group.

“The sub-captain ordered me to bring drinks and food quickly. If I don’t hurry, he will whip me!”

“Hey kid, don’t be scared. This order comes from above the sub-captain.”

“Hey. But isn’t this guy just going to cause trouble if we take him?”

Servants who had worked for a long time were skilled in formalities and customs, but newly purchased slaves might not know such things.

“Have you been working for a while?”

Johan shook his head, not knowing the situation. It was to get the opponent to give up.

“Damn. . . Then that’s a bit. . .”

“Hey. Let’s just take them all. The servant next to him has been working for a long time, so tell him to teach properly.”

“Should we do that? Let’s do it.”

The mercenaries muttered among themselves and then made a decision. And they said to the servant, no, the assassin next to them.

“Our captain really likes being treated like nobility, you know? Treat him well, like nobility. Then there will be a reward. If you act arrogant because you’re from a mercenary background. . .”

The mercenary drew his hand across his neck. The assassin nodded with a frightened expression.

━What is going on here?

━I-I don’t really know either. It looks like the mercenary captain is looking for a suitable slave. . .

“Come on, go in.”

The mercenaries stood in front of the banquet hall door under the castle and pointed inside. The mercenaries standing guard yawned and opened the thick wooden door.

Inside, the mercenary captain, his lieutenants, the sub-captains, and others were gathering and having a noisy banquet.

“. . . . . .”

“. . . . . .”

“Oh! You brought them! Come here. Let me see! Since I waited this long, it must be a very handsome guy!”

Johan’s soldiers following behind couldn’t believe it.

Those guys wouldn’t dare. . . bring count in now. . .?

‘Damn those unlucky b*stards.’

The mercenary standing guard patted him on the shoulder as if to say good luck, then closed the door. The door was so thick that no sound leaked out once closed.

“Come here when I tell you! What are you doing?”

Johan looked around.

A completely enclosed space. The opponents were terribly drunk. The only passage was the door they just entered.

Judging by their noisy appearance, the door definitely wouldn’t open from the outside unless something extreme happened.

━Should I draw my sword?

Noticing his intention, the soldiers also asked. Johan shook his head.

━Draw after I make a move.

Even if the opponents were drunk, there was no need to prolong the fight. He was going to kill them in one blow. Johan picked up a glass of wine and stood in front of the mercenary captain.

“Oh! Not bad. . .”

The mercenary captain burst out laughing drunkenly. At that moment, the mercenary captain’s head was smashed to pieces.

Translation-(COMPLETED) – How to Live as a Wandering Knight

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