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by fnovelpiaConrad was alone in the room. As I arrived, I noticed that the people around me had already retreated on their own.
I didn’t mean to tell such a secret story, but I thought it went well because I wasn’t happy about my family history being leaked.
Heine dragged a chair from a corner of the room and sat down.
Conrad, who had been scribbling something in front of the table, soon put away the messy paper, raised his head, and asked.
“So, what brought you here?”
“Since we will soon be separated, isn’t it strange to see each other as a family?”
I didn’t really believe it. In fact, the heavens knew, the earth knew, and it was so obvious that even he himself knew that he had come to sneak a peek.
But at least I didn’t come all the way here to talk about medicine.
Of course, the desire to provoke him by asking him how he felt about betraying his father’s trust was sky-high.
It would be amazing to see his reaction when someone thought he was a prince and gently scratched him, saying that he was full of paranoia, a legacy passed down from generation to generation in the imperial family, and that the taste of power was truly sweet.
‘It’s a little tempting, but I’ll have to endure it for today.’
It was possible to tease her more as a younger sister than as a princess, but even if it had died down a little, the imperial family was still at war.
I didn’t know where the twisted message would fly and cause an accident if I really did that, so I decided to hold out.
good night.
Today too, I have grown to another level.
“It’s time to decide on a course of action. Where are you going?”
“I have to go with my father for a while. Hey, what about you?”
“I don’t really have a place to settle down, so I guess I’ll just wander around. It’s a little more surprising than that. I didn’t expect you to go with your father.”
To prepare for winter, the nobles set their destination as their respective homes.
However, Heine himself had no place that could properly be called territory or land. It all belonged to my father, the emperor, and not mine.
“Everywhere is full of enemies. It is a crisis that will never happen again, but in times like this, the imperial family must unite. So shouldn’t I be by my father’s side and be his strength?”
If you think about who said that, it couldn’t have been a very funny statement.
Heine spoke with a gentle smile, hiding his feelings as much as possible.
“You must be young.”
“The battle will begin next spring. Let’s meet again then.”
“Yes, stay healthy until then.”
“Hey, it’s you.”
And the moment I stand up and hold the door handle.
Conrad added a word for me to hear.
“Try hard in the meantime, my little brother.”
Heine chuckled, nodded slightly, and closed the door.
It was a laughable check. As long as my brother was by my father’s side, he wouldn’t be able to do anything foolish, so it was just a cute threat that wouldn’t have any consequences for a while.
By the way, Conrad said he was leaving with his father.
I thought he would definitely be looking for a place to be active while messing with the remnants of the rebels, but surprisingly, he was trying to hide himself.
Or perhaps it was because his father had discovered something suspicious about Conrad and was becoming extremely paranoid.
It looked like it had been installed quite a bit. It couldn’t have been something as trivial as sending a warning letter to him, and perhaps he was planning a rebellion.
“… What a ridiculous thing.”
When his thoughts finally reached that point, Heine couldn’t help but mumble.
Doesn’t it make logical sense? Why bother messing with the emperor when you’re the one who will inherit the empire just by staying still?
Whatever it was, I wanted him to run wild without being a hindrance to himself.
So that a better opportunity may come your way someday.
*****
Knights gradually gathered in front of the rock.
Although not everyone in the group was present, this was enough of an audience.
It was impossible to lecture these knights about things like loyalty to their lord and devotion to the emperor.
The days when one could still absorb knowledge without adding or subtracting it with a soft head have long since passed, and what remained was a medieval world that had been refined by the wear and tear of the world.
Let’s say we are given a proposition that all life is precious.
There were many talented people here who, if asked to draw a conclusion, would say, ‘So it’s worth harvesting,’ rather than ‘So, we need to protect it.’
Of course, I don’t know how much influence I’ll get if I spend a long time persuading them, but it was quicker and easier to do it this way rather than holding a boring introductory lecture on chivalry.
Sir “, but I still have doubts. Are we really capable of doing this?”
“The answer is up to you. If you’re really curious, think about what awaits at the end.”
“What, what are you waiting for?”
“Um, so-”
You should not directly express that you will be touching a lot of money.
If you explicitly put it out there, it could create a backlash against people who might think you are crazy about leveraging money.
Of course, that’s true, but no one would readily answer yes to the question of whether you’re a philistine.
However, leaving it entirely to the imagination seemed bad from the standpoint of someone who had worked hard to motivate themselves at best. So, just scratch the itchy part in another way.
“will become the protagonist who ended this battle, and even ended the war.”
“Oh… … .”
“How much honor do you think you will receive if you achieve that feat?”
Why chivalric literature has become one of the best-sellers of our time.
Aside from the fact that I was shocked by the plot that kills off both the main character and the heroine at the end, I was moved by it.
The name of the source of that emotion was honor.
“Okay, should we live once or twice? Let’s fight without stopping on the battlefield!”
“Maybe, it really is possible… … !”
Thanks to the drowsiness of the morning and the momentary production, they absorbed the honorary mulberry like a sponge and responded enthusiastically.
If you could get this kind of reaction, it wasn’t that difficult to persuade others.
After all, knights and mercenaries refer to people who risk their lives on their way to success. If you don’t have above-average greed, you wouldn’t enter this industry in the first place.
Heine, who had already prepared his words, was already watching this scene from far away.
The princess looked around for a moment as if trying to figure out the situation, then made eye contact with me and nodded.
I’ve already done a bit of motivation, but now it’s time to move on to the next step.
*****
It may be surprising, but knights do not always fight on horseback.
Because of geographical conditions such as swamps where horses cannot travel, or when they are exhausted and cannot lead the horse any further, the driver stands on his own two feet.
And the same applies when trying to attack the emperor in the enemy camp.
He couldn’t gallop his horse and cut down hundreds of soldiers alone, only to cut off the emperor’s head at the end of the charge, and then come back proudly.
“In the end, doesn’t that method work? … .”
“Of course not. First of all, I am also human.”
A knight came back with an answer that seemed to be slightly lacking in honor.
I heard your name was Jurgen. I didn’t know that it might be because it wasn’t long since I started working as a knight.
In fact, as time passed, my confidence inevitably decreased. So, as a practical training, it was necessary to fulfill the honor and greed that I learned in the last class.
A wall made of humans itself hinders the horse’s charging power.
Even if you use your divine power to cut down all the enemies in front of you before they reach the horse, your body will still remain in place and block you.
The cavalry charge exists to punch holes in the enemy’s square, not to completely crush the enemy.
If the opponents were in trouble and there were only a few dozen people, there was no way they could resolve the issue on horseback. However, the battlefield where I would go from now on was a place where thousands of battles would take place.
Because of these limitations, knights often fought off their horses.
There is nothing romantic about rushing forward and clashing, but this was also the knight’s way of fighting.
In the battlefield you will go to next, you will fight like a thief.
So, I will have to prepare accordingly.
“Let’s all get off the horses.”
“Yes.”
The princess and her party, separated from the emperor’s army, headed inside the empire instead of going to guard the border.
Since we couldn’t disperse the high-quality labor we had accumulated, we moved from place to place, working part-time daily jobs.
This is where we arrived. We were walking in the middle of the forest.
This is a place you come across as you follow the stream from the nearby city, and it runs parallel to the route taken by merchants and pilgrims, making it an important place for public safety.
” Sir, I found traces. Other than blood stains.”
“Okay, if you follow this path, you will reach the thieves’ base.”
With those words, some knights and servants who followed me drew their swords.
Bitterly, there could not be a clash of swords as if they were joining forces.
If you do something like that, not only will you have to throw away the sword that won or lost, but it will also cost you a lot of stamina.
If you were to close your eyes and let your inner energy flow along the acupuncture points, capture the image and draw the unrivaled slash that you have dedicated your life to achieving.
At that point, five or six soldiers had already gathered around, sticking daggers into the gaps in the armor.
In the end, if a knight’s fight in a world without sword skills were to be expressed in one word, it would be wrestling with a sword.
But that doesn’t diminish the importance of technique.
Even if there is no sword energy, the game is not decided by strength. There are still skills on the battlefield that you have to die for if you don’t know them.
“They are better armed than I thought. I need to change my weapon a little.”
“Are you going to use it as is?”
“Because I have my own way.”
“Let’s turn around so we can’t be seen and attack from behind.”
Unfortunately, there is a lightsaber but no light mace.
But the reason I don’t carry it is not because I discount its necessity, but because there is no reason to.
The idea of holding a blade with your hand may sound a little strange.
However, human skin is tougher than many people think, and if you are properly trained to hold it, you can hold it without getting hurt.
He sometimes holds the blade of his sword with one hand, making it possible to stab more accurately.
If we go further, there is one technique used by the stags on the battlefield.
Holding the blade with both hands and swinging the handle with the weight of the sword towards the opponent’s head.
Although it is not a technique to be used like water, it is a technique that can produce a similar effect in an emergency without having to carry around the cumbersome mace.
But up to this point, it was swordsmanship in a world without sword skills.
I have sword energy.
– rustling
“There, who-”
“Now!”
At the sound of a tree branch being stepped on, one of the bandits turned around and at the same time, we all ran out.
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