Chapter 251: Gathering Storm (5)
Johan skillfully seized the anxious count.
While inwardly pondering how he could make use of this count.
‘I wonder what information I should hand over.’
The opponent was now completely cowered. It was natural now that the emperor had collapsed and the enemy troops were emboldened before them.
In this situation, bait was usually not enough to get them to step up.
“You’re no ordinary man handler!”
“. . .W-What?”
The count looked back in bewilderment. A swordsman he had never seen before was standing behind him.
“Wasn’t this person brought by the count?”
“No. . .how could I bring an armed escort into the tent without losing my mind?!”
“I know. You just bought time.”
With those words, Johan kicked over a chair. The chair flew away with the sound of breaking. The standing swordsman was startled and lowered his head to avoid it.
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“A trespasser has no right to say anything.”
While distracting the opponent by talking to the count, Johan already had a sword in his hand.
Although the perimeter was firmly established, Johan himself was not complacent, just as he had climbed the wall and snuck in. There were always people in the world who exceeded expectations. As Svetlg always said to be humble before the mysteries, it was taboo to be arrogant about what one did not know.
“Count, come over here. It would be troublesome if you die.”
“I have no intention of touching him.”
Johan ignored the swordsman’s words. The count cautiously moved behind Johan.
‘What happened to Karamaf?’
Karamaf was the one guarding the tent closest. With the instincts and sense of smell of a wolf, Karamaf did not easily allow any approach.
But to think it was penetrated like this.
‘There must have been a fight if he was deceived by his senses.’
When Johan did not answer, the swordsman made quite a bored expression.
“Can’t ignore me, Count Yeats.”
‘Average height. Pretty agile.’
“Aren’t you going to ask why I’m here? If you ask, I’m willing to answer.”
“I see.”
When the opponent initiated a conversation by lowering his sword, Johan also lowered his sword. As the atmosphere flowed as if they were about to have a conversation, the count slightly relaxed his tension.
But at that moment, the two simultaneously raised their swords toward each other and brandished them.
“!”
At the lively exchange of swords, the count fainted unconscious. Even so, the two continued to coordinate and stab their swords at each other.
The opponent tried to avoid clashes and pierce in from the side. For a swordsman who knew he would not hold up if he crossed swords with a warrior with freakish strength like Johan, it was a possible swordsmanship.
However, Johan was a man who could use swordsmanship other than orthodox swordsmanship. While quickly stepping forward, he widened the distance and blocked the opponent’s invasion.
A throwing knife flew through the air with a whooshing sound. It was not an attack to cut off his breath, but an attack to block Johann’s counterattack.
Johan ignored it and charged forward. At that crude counterattack, the opponent’s eyes shook for a moment.
“It’s poisoned, isn’t it?!”
Johan still did not answer. He did not feel the need to respond to words trying to shake him.
The moment they came close enough to cross swords, Johan’s freakish strength came into play. The opponent felt his arms and legs snapped as he was slammed to the ground.
‘Such a vulgar guy!’
No matter how he tried to shake Johan’s arm with skills, his arm did not budge like an oak tree. Johan threw away the opponent’s sword by exerting more strength and strangled his neck.
“. . .End. . .me.”
“If I make up my mind, I can kill you anytime, so why rush now. . .Master.”
“. . . . . .”
Kaegal made an awkward expression and threw away his disguise. The face of an old assassin was revealed under it.
“Did you know from the beginning?”
“Nobles of high rank usually hire knights to kill someone, not pagans like me whose identities are unknown. It’s a matter of when something goes wrong. It could even be accused for nothing. That’s why I never thought I would have a relationship with the Empire’s emperor in my lifetime. . .”
“I understand. You want to kill the emperor.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
“So you’re going to kill him now?”
Kaegal was somewhat moved by Johan’s straightforward answer. In his situation, it would not be surprising if he had said, ’I can’t do something like that in my position, but I’ll send my subordinate.’ But he answered without hesitation.
“If master says so, he must have a plan. This is an opportunity.”
Of course, Johan also had something to believe in. Since Kaegal was willing to go into the emperor’s palace, which even other assassins had given up on, it was clear that he already had a plan.
Johan was willing to pay any price if he could only take the emperor’s life. The emperor was the symbol that kept the feudal lords united in the face of all kinds of disadvantages.
If his breath stopped, they would really scatter.
“No. It’s impossible. I tried to go in once, but it was not ordinary. It was very tight.”
“. . . . . .”
“Stop insulting me with your eyes.”
“Cough. No, it’s not like that. I think there’s a misunderstanding.”
Kaegal clicked his tongue and pulled out a map from his pocket. It was a map of the camp that was drawn in quite detail.
“The emperor sets up his camp according to a predetermined protocol, whether he is moving or staying. You can see it as a kind of mobile palace. Do you see?”
“Yes.”
As expected of a descendant of an old family, the emperor’s camp was arranged very carefully.
’Hmm. I need to learn by watching.’
Johan was also slightly impressed. He had learned fortification at Vynashchtym, but this camp layout was a different matter.
As you can see, it is quite thorough. From the soldiers to the knights, they are deployed in layers, and inside, dozens of tents are deployed so that you cannot tell what is real. It is also difficult to disguise or use magic. There are so many wizards in the camp that it is difficult to withstand. You couldn’t even get into the camp beyond the soldiers’ camp.”
“I see.”
“So I thought about how to shake this. As a result, I concluded that I needed soldiers.”
“If you are trying to use my soldiers as bait now, I will refuse.”
“Listen to the end. I’m not saying that we should charge at this strict camp with the soldiers.”
Kaegal pulled out another map. This time it looked like a map of a castle.
“Is that a castle?”
“It’s Gashstadt Castle. It’s a very sturdy castle.”
Johan knew more about Gashstadt Castle.
It was one of the fiefdoms occupied by the emperor faction, known as the most difficult castle to conquer in the south.
Thanks to that, the emperor faction was playing a central role as a foothold for their activities in the south.
“I’ve scouted this castle several times. It’s quite well-stocked with supplies and such. With a castle like this firmly holding the rear, no wonder the guys out here aren’t budging an inch. If some nimble soldiers secretly circled around and attacked this castle, it would throw them into chaos and get them moving.”
“I. . .I don’t even know where to start point out what’s wrong with that.”
Johan was slightly flustered.
Kaegal had lived his whole life as an assassin, not a commander. So there were some odd parts to his plan.
“Let’s say we pull out enough troops to sneak around without them noticing. That would be around a hundred. With that many troops, even if we attacked the castle, the castle wouldn’t flinch. And the enemies out here would know that much and stand firm.”
“. . .Then how about setting fire to the nearby towns and plundering any passersby?”
“Would they still not move for anything less? Of course some knight b*stards might come charging, but I’d think most would stand still.”
“. . . . . .”
“Don’t you have any other plans?”
“I thought a hundred would be enough to do anything. I guess that was asking too much.”
Karegal looked unusually crestfallen. Feeling sorry for his master, Johan tried to comfort Kaegal.
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