Chapter 51: ðððšð©ð¥ð ðšð ðð¡ð ððð§ðð« ðððŠð¢ð¥ð² (ð)
Chapter 51: ðððšð©ð¥ð ðšð ðð¡ð ððð§ðð« ðððŠð¢ð¥ð² (ð)
Price was a factor, but it seemed like the option with the least repercussions.
Johan realized this while watching the Jarpen and Abner families fight.
âðð§ ðµð©ðŠð³ðŠâðŽ ð¯ð° ð¯ðŠðŠð¥ ðµð° ð£ðŠð€ð°ð®ðŠ ðŠð¯ðŠð®ðªðŠðŽ, ðµð©ðŠð³ðŠâðŽ ð¯ð° ð¯ðŠðŠð¥ ðµð° ð€ð³ðŠð¢ðµðŠ ð¶ð¯ð¯ðŠð€ðŠðŽðŽð¢ð³ðº ð©ð°ðŽðµðªððªðµðº.â
Even in a favorable position, the Jarpen family extended their hand first.
The reason was simple.
If they werenât planning to fight to the death with the Abner family, they had to work together anyway.
Countess Abner, despite feeling bitter and angry, accepted the proposal immediately.
Nobles sometimes fight to the death, but such âtrivialâ disputes were different. Regardless of win or loss, they had to respect each otherâs pride to some extent.
Imagine handling matters well and gaining tax rights. The moment you sell it to someone else, it would eventually reach Ulrikeâs ears.
At that moment, Ulrike would grasp the situation and explode with anger.
â. . .So the first one to sell to should be Ulrike-gong.â
âWhat kind of nonsense is that?! Why would Ulrike buy that!â
Stephen was shocked.
Even if Johan was overly confident, he couldnât force Ulrikeâs twisted personality to change with power.
âShe wonât buy it!â
âWhy?â
âBecause Ulrike dislikes me! She wonât listen to my proposal.â
âApart from disliking, Ulrike-gong knows how to see reality.â
âðð°, ð¢ð³ðŠ ðºð°ð¶ ðŽð¢ðºðªð¯ðš ð ð€ð¢ð¯âðµ ðŽðŠðŠ ð³ðŠð¢ððªðµðº?!â
âIf the rights to a fiefdom will complicate things by going to others, sheâll compromise. Am I wrong?â
âUgh.â
Stephen couldnât argue. It made sense when put that way.
âUnless itâs a trade guild, selling it to another nearby feudal lord would give Ulrike a real headache.â
âHey, thatâs a bit. . .â
Even as a member of the Abner family, Stephen was flustered. That was a bit too much.
âThis is how negotiations are done. Got it? Of course, I donât want to sell it off like that and create hostility, but. . .â
âSo, are you going to negotiate now?â
âNo. This is just a scenario if things go well. Trying to negotiate with something that doesnât exist yet will only lead to mockery. In the worst case, it might even cause interference.â
âThatâs true. Good point. . .â
Stephen mumbled, then looking at Johan, he said,
âBut itâs really good to have a knight like you. I canât trust the other knight dastards of the family at all.â
âI havenât agreed to do it yet.â
âWhat?!â
âBring the map. Iâll decide after hearing the details.â
ðžðžðžðžðžðž
Ultimately, Johan accepted Stephenâs proposal.
âðð°ðµ ð¢ ð£ð¢ð¥ ð§ðªðŠð§ð¥ð°ð®.â
Although Stephen said it was a small town, that was by Stephenâs standards; it was actually quite a large town. Being over a few hundred in population was considered large.
âAnyway, this map is really. . .â
The maps of this era were terrible. Johan sometimes wondered if he was looking at a map or scribbles.
âðð©ðŠ ðµð¢ð¹ ð€ð°ðððŠð€ðµðªð°ð¯ ðªðŽð¯âðµ ð£ð¢ð¥ ðŠðªðµð©ðŠð³.â
Having followed Priest Valberga in managing the fiefdomâs taxes and population registry, Johan had useful experience in this area. Stephen, who was without a scribe or priest, looked at Johan reading the documents alone with amazement.
âðð§ ðµð©ðŠ ð³ð°ð¢ð¥ðŽ ð¢ð³ðŠ ð³ðŠðŽðµð°ð³ðŠð¥, ðªðµâðŽ ð±ð°ðŽðŽðªð£ððŠ ðµð° ð³ðŠð€ð°ð¯ð¯ðŠð€ðµ ðµð³ð¢ð¥ðŠ ð³ð°ð¶ðµðŠðŽ ðžðªðµð© ð¯ðŠð¢ð³ð£ðº ð§ðªðŠð§ð¥ð°ð®ðŽ, ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð®ð°ð³ðŠ ðªð®ð±ð°ð³ðµð¢ð¯ðµððº, ð£ðŠðªð¯ðš ð€ðð°ðŽðŠ ðµð° ðµð©ðŠ ð€ðªðµðº. . . ðð°, ð ðŽð©ð°ð¶ðð¥ ðŽðµð°ð± ðµð©ðŠð³ðŠ.â
Having never owned a fiefdom, Johan had developed a habit of contemplating how to develop any fiefdom that came into his hands. If it was something Johan could do, others would have tried it a few times as well.
What Johan was facing now was not a future matter but an immediate subjugation.
âðð©ðŠð³ðŠ ðžðŠð³ðŠ ðµð©ð³ðŠðŠ ðŽð¶ð£ð«ð¶ðšð¢ðµðªð°ð¯ðŽ, ð¢ðð ð§ð¢ðªððŠð¥. ðð©ðŠ ð§ð°ð³ð€ðŠðŽ ð¥ðªð¥ð¯âðµ ðšðŠðµ ð¢ð¯ð¯ðªð©ðªðð¢ðµðŠð¥, ð£ð¶ðµ ð¢ðŽ ðªðµ ðµð¶ð³ð¯ðŠð¥ ðªð¯ðµð° ð¢ ð±ð³ð°ðð°ð¯ðšðŠð¥ ð£ð¢ðµðµððŠ, ðµð©ðŠðº ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµð¶ð¢ðððº ðšð¢ð·ðŠ ð¶ð± ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð³ðŠðµð³ðŠð¢ðµðŠð¥.â
It was a common occurrence.
If the monsters were defeated and peace returned to the area, it was fortunate, but if not, the fight had to continue. From the employerâs perspective, weighing options was inevitable.
Mercenaries cost money from the moment they are hired.
In a situation with no end in sight, pouring money into it rather than withdrawing could be more beneficial.
But Johan was different.
âIt would have been easier if it was just one strong monster causing the failure. This seems easy but is actually difficult.â
Still, Johan decided to go ahead with it.
A significant factor was that all the money would come from Stephenâs pocket.
ðžðžðžðžðžðž
Countess Abner looked at Johan and Stephen as if amazed.
âAlthough I granted privilege out of respect for honor. . .â
Countess Abner felt a headache coming on at the sight of the knight who brought a strange plan after seeking reconciliation.
âðð°. ðð©ð¢ðµ ðšð¶ðº ð®ð¶ðŽðµ ð£ðŠ ðµð©ðŠ ð€ð¢ð¶ðŽðŠ.â
Johan is an outsider. It was unlikely that he would have led such a plan. The cause was clearly Stephen.
A last desperate attempt to avoid going to the monastery!
It was both annoying and pitiful.
Still, she was the most cherished child in her youth. . .
âHeincut town has failed thrice in subjugation. Some priests say the land is cursed, as itâs infested with monsters. Do we really need to hire mercenaries and ensure its subjugation?â
âYes. Please trust and leave it to me. I have already agreed with Sir Johan.â
âðð©ðŠ ðð°ð¶ð¯ðµðŠðŽðŽ ð³ðŠð¢ðððº ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ðð°ð·ðŠ ððµðŠð±ð©ðŠð¯.â
Sincerity was felt in those recent words. âðð¶ðŽðµ ð±ððŠð¢ðŽðŠ, ðµð¢ð¬ðŠ ðµð©ðŠ ð³ðŠð®ð¢ðªð¯ðªð¯ðš ð®ð°ð¯ðŠðº ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¥ðªðŽð¢ð±ð±ðŠð¢ð³ ðµð° ðµð©ðŠ ð€ðªðµðº.â Of course, Stephen didnât notice at all.
âThere will be no support from the family. Do not ask for any help if the mercenariesâ wages are delayed.â
âI am doing this to elevate my honor! How could I ask the family for help!â
Stephen exclaimed, pounding his chest. It was a knightly attitude, but no one in the room took him seriously.
âððªð¯ð¢ðððº ð¥ðªðŽð¢ð±ð±ðŠð¢ð³ðªð¯ðš.â
âðð¶ðŽðµ ð¥ðªðŽð¢ð±ð±ðŠð¢ð³ ðžðªðµð©ð°ð¶ðµ ðŽð²ð¶ð¢ð¯ð¥ðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðµð©ðŠ ðð°ð¶ð¯ðµðŠðŽðŽâðŽ ð®ð°ð¯ðŠðº.â
âðð°ð©ð¢ð¯ ð®ðªðšð©ðµ ð£ðŠ ð¢ ðŽð¬ðªðððŠð¥ ð¬ð¯ðªðšð©ðµ, ð£ð¶ðµ ððµðŠð±ð©ðŠð¯? ðð¯ððŠðŽðŽ ð©ðŠ ð®ðŠðŽðŽðŠðŽ ðªðµ ð¶ð± ð¢ðšð¢ðªð¯.â
â. . .If anyone here wishes to join this honorable expedition, speak now. I will consider it.â
Silence followed Countessâs words. It signified their unwillingness to get involved in trouble with Stephen.
âCountess, please give me and my son a chance!â
âSir Inno. Is Sir Gerdolf fully recovered?â
âHe wasnât injured at all! Give us a chance, and we will redeem ourselves.â
âGranted.â
âðð©ðŠ ðð¶ðµð€ð©ðŠð³â ððŠð³ð¥ð°ðð§ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð©ðªðŽ ð§ð¢ðµð©ðŠð³, ð¢ ð¬ð¯ðªðšð©ðµ, ðŽðµðŠð±ð±ðŠð¥ ð¶ð±. ððŠðšð¢ð³ð¥ððŠðŽðŽ ð°ð§ ððð³ðªð¬ðŠ-ðšð°ð¯ðšâðŽ ð°ð±ðªð¯ðªð°ð¯, ðµð©ðŠðº ð©ð¢ð¥ ð¯ð° ð€ð©ð°ðªð€ðŠ ð£ð¶ðµ ðµð° ð«ð°ðªð¯ ðµð° ðžð¢ðŽð© ð¢ðžð¢ðº ðµð©ðŠ ð¥ðªðŽð©ð°ð¯ð°ð³ ðµð©ðŠðº ðŽð¶ð§ð§ðŠð³ðŠð¥ ðð¢ðŽðµ ðµðªð®ðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðšð¢ðªð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ðð°ð¶ð¯ðµâðŽ ð§ð¢ð·ð°ð³.
For them, with neither a noteworthy fiefdom nor family, The Countess was the only reliable entity.
âðð©ðŠ ðð°ð¶ð¯ðµðŠðŽðŽ ð³ðŠð¢ðððº ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ðð°ð·ðŠ ððµðŠð±ð©ðŠð¯.â
Johan clicked his tongue at the Countessâs effort to include and help the knight. Nobilityâs rule might be heartless and tearless, but as humans, itâs not always possible to be that way.
âWith the Butcher. . . Cough. Sorry. I should have stopped it.â
â. . .What nonsense are you talking about?â
â???â
ðžðžðžðžðžðž
Nearly two hundred mercenaries were hired. Considering Stephenâs finances, it would be a disaster if the campaign wasnât concluded within half a year.
Count Jarpenâs emissaries, particularly the knights, regretted not participating in Johanâs expedition. It was thanks to Johanâs reputation and connections.
âðð¢ð«, ð¡ðšð§ðšð« ð¢ð¬ ð¢ðŠð©ðšð«ððð§ð, ðð®ð ð€ð§ðšð°ð¢ð§ð ð°ð¡ðð§ ððš ð«ððð«ððð ð¢ð¬ ðð¥ð¬ðš ð©ðð«ð ðšð ð ð€ð§ð¢ð ð¡ðâð¬ ðð®ðð². ððšð§âð ð¬ððð² ð¡ðð«ð ððšðš ð¥ðšð§ð . ðð¡ð ððšð®ð§ð ð°ð¢ð¥ð¥ ðð ð°ðð¢ðð¢ð§ð .
Count Jarpen might understand, but he couldnât be kept waiting for too long. For both Johan and Stephen, time was of the essence.
âSo thatâs why you called me?â
âYes, Suetlg-nim.â
âYouâre undervaluing a wizardâs worth.â
âHow can I equate friendship with gold?â
Suetlg looked incredulous at Johanâs easygoing response.
âThis monster hunt desperately needs your experienced advice, Suetlg-nim.â
â. . .You seem to think my magical secrets are akin to a hunterâs experience, but I assure you theyâre not.â
If you want to know how to deal with a monster hunt, summon an experienced hunter or a mercenary captain. Itâs like using a catapult to hunt goblins.
But Johan, undeterred, asked,
âWhat do you think is the reason for the endless appearance of monsters?â
âThere are various reasons. . . maybe we havenât found the breeding dens. Creatures like goblins, known for their fertility, often do this. Theyâre adept at hiding their dens. Though different, ghouls are also troublesome if their source isnât found, continually rising from the dead.â
âGhouls? How do they usually come about?ân/ÃŽ/vel/b//jn dot c//om
âWell, everyone says something different. . . I think they emerge when a corpse with a strong grudge is buried improperly, but priests believe they arise from committing sacrilege. . . Iâm not sure. Itâs not my area of expertise. What else could there be? Ah. In the case of clever monsters, some flee when the hunters arrive and then return.
Beasts as clever as wolves youâre asking about are good at detecting human presence. If the hunt has failed a few times, there should be records of what kind of creatures appeared.â
âMostly goblins. Apparently, theyâre particularly clever and even control boars.â
âThose pests are surprisingly skilled in that regard.â
Suetlg clicked his tongue. Goblins, being monsters, were inherently brutal and cruel, but that didnât necessarily mean they were stupid. Depending on the tribe, there were plenty of clever ones.
âNow that I think about it, thereâs one more possibility.â
âWhat is it?â
âMercenaries pretending to work, failing to hunt, and then embezzling the money. Itâs surprisingly common.â
âLooking at the Countess, anyone doing that would have met a gruesome end.â
âYou know well. Indeed, Countess Abner is famous. Once, she hanged a group of mercenary captains.â
â. . . . . .â
Johan was relieved to meet Countess Abner as a knight, not a mercenary.
ðžðžðžðžðžðž
âNo, captain. Youâve received such a large sum of money and still not resting? You keep working.â
âWhen did I tell you to come? If you want to rest, go and rest.â
âHow can I be absent where the captain goes?â
The mercenaries grumbled but their faces were very bright.
Thanks to Goran and Khanâs choice, they had earned several yearsâ worth of salary at once.
At first, when they heard that Goran and Khan were involved in a complicated matter, they were horrified.
âðð¡, ððð©ððð¢ð§! ðð«ð ð²ðšð® ðð«ðð³ð²? ððš ð ðð ð¢ð§ð¯ðšð¥ð¯ðð ð¢ð§ ð¬ð®ðð¡ ð ðð¡ð¢ð§ð !
âðð¡ðð ðð«ð ð²ðšð® ððšð¢ð§ð ð§ðšð ð¬ððšð©ð©ð¢ð§ð ðð«. ðð¡ðð§?!
Such reactions changed to the opposite after the reward they received upon arriving at Count Jarpenâs territory.
âðð¬ ðð±ð©ððððð ðšð ðð¡ð ððð©ððð¢ð§. ðð¡ð ð¥ððððð« ðšð ðð¡ð ðŠðð«ððð§ðð«ð² ðð«ðšðšð© ð¢ð¬ ðð¢ðððð«ðð§ð.
âððð¡ð, ðâð¯ð ð§ðð¯ðð« ððšð®ðððð ðð«. ðð¡ðð§. . .
The soldiers currently escorting Johan in the punitive force were the mercenaries they had hired when they left the city.
It was much more reliable than hiring new mercenaries.
When they heard about the punitive mission, the mercenaries unanimously decided.
They wanted to follow this fortunate employer and earn even bigger!
Who would be crazy enough to step back from such a golden opportunity to rest? The same went for Goranâs mercenary group.
âStop! We rest here today. Summon one sub-captain each!â
âIs that Heincut town over there?â
âSeems like it. Itâs gloomy.â
âAll abandoned towns are gloomy.â
The punitive force set up camp a little away from the town. It was risky to enter the monster-infested town, especially as the sun was setting.
âPlease give my son a chance, Sir Stephen.â
â. . .Youâre asking for a chance for your own son, what do you think, Sir Johan?â
â. . . . . .â
Although Inno brought it up himself, he regretted participating here with Gerdolf, wondering if it was a mistake.
Itâs hard to find a knight as unreliable as that!