How to live as a wanderer

“How can I be of House Acts... oh, come on. ”

“Oh... can you tell this old man what you're thinking? ”

“Who's got a lot of Longsword garages around here at this hour? ”

Now John's clothes were peaceful and there was no family crest anywhere, but that was enough. The old man nods.

“Indeed... may I ask your name? ”

“Johann. Johann Eights. ”

“I can't believe it's Lord Gessen's son...”

“? ”

John looks at the old man with a curious look.

“But what brings you here? ”

“What's going on... I used to come here all the time. ”

“Ah. I'm sorry about this. May I...?”

“No, thank you. If you want to stay, be my guest. ”

John waves his hands and tries to move his feet. Then the old man said again.

“Can I ask you one more question? ”

“... It doesn't matter, but who are you? ”

John looks up and down at the old man. It was grey or blind. Other than that, it was an ordinary outfit.

"You're a decent old man for your age. ’

John realized that the old man's waist was not bent, and his body size was also firm. That old man in town was rare.

“I am Caiegal, a wanderer in the empire. ”

“Yes, Kaegal. What brings you to this unseen town? ”

“I told you, John. Wanderers just wander around. There's no reason. Besides, it's a no-view village. Such a warm and well-organized village is rarely seen by the Empire. ”

Kaegal exaggerated, but John didn't seem to mean it. The Aces' lands weren't that great in the first place.

John came to his senses. It wasn't important, and the territory didn't offend me at all.

“I see. What can I ask you? ”

“If you're Lord Gessen's son, are you training as an apprentice? ”

“Are you kidding me? ”

“No, I don't think so. ”

“If you were trained as an apprentice, you'd be under a different knight. ”

When I was a child, I started under another knight, gained experience and became an apprentice knight, and later I established a ball and became an official knight.

This was common.

Of course, the children of the noble knight family could have said, "I'm a knight," but the son of a lower noble who was incompetent could only laugh at the end.

“That's right, but there are other cases. Lord Gessen summons another knight to his territory to teach...”

“That's what you're talking about. That's what John's getting. ”

Mrs. Acts called a retired knight to her mansion to teach her youngest John. The old man nods.

“You're the youngest... So you haven't been trained?" ”

“I didn't get it. Why are you bothering me? ”

“Excuse me for this. You don't look like you've been trained...”

I realized why John did what the old man said. John's appearance was too plausible, except for being untrained.

But you know too well, don't you? ’

No matter how wandering, I felt too familiar with the lives of the knights. Of course, you could have picked it up while working for another knight family.

“Oh... I'll be going, then. Oh, John. Is there someplace in town you can stay for the night? ”

“Head down the hill and look for a long, wide doorway. There's no second floor, but there's a back room where travelers sometimes sleep. ”

If it were a bigger town, there would be an inn that specializes in business, but this town doesn't have that. There was an inn, just a bar. Of course, it was enough for wanderers to drink and sleep overnight.

This bar belonged to Lord Gessen. Like other facilities like the mill, it was a place where people who were allowed to run and earn income from their lords.

‘I'm weirdly nervous. Anyone suspicious... no. That can't be right. ’

A spy or suspicious person wouldn't have come to Eights' territory. It wasn't worth it.

Even so, John had no intention of going out.

If it's about the Eights, you should do it with the handsome half-brothers or Mrs. Eights.

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Kaegal quickly became acquainted with the villagers. Getting to know each other was not difficult. All it took was a few tricks and some Imperial silver coins.

If the harmless wanderer compliments his village and even drinks, the peasants who used to be bored would come running and ask questions.

Tadadak

There is a brazier in the middle of the ground. A brazier made by digging a hole was boiling over the brazier, which seemed to have been boiling for quite some time. I didn't boil it because I was thinking of something. Maybe the owner doesn't even know what's in the stew. It was boiled with ingredients every time it was caught.

However, Eights did not lack salt or spices, so the taste was plausible. It was thanks to the ancient Imperial Way that the merchants always brought goods.

Thanks to that, Cairo was also quite satisfied. I've had worse dishes than this. For a wanderer, this was a proper dinner.

“By the way... about Lord Gessen's son...”

“Who's your son? ”

“The tall, tall, tall guy. ”

“Oh, John. ”

“I've never seen you so distressed. So he's the heir? ”

“What? No. No, Philip is the heir. ”

“But does it make sense to be mistaken? Johann looks much more knightly, doesn't she? ”

“This guy. Do you think what you look like will make you an heir? Don't yell at me. ”

‘That's funny.'

Kaegal eavesdrops on the farmers' conversations in an interesting way. After pouring a light beer, I asked them once, and they started talking. I didn't get a chance to play and rest like this, so everyone kept their mouths shut.

‘You really haven't been trained. I felt like I was training myself…’

In Kaegal's view, John was a young man born in the flesh given to him by God. Fast reflexes on firm, strong muscles. It was the flesh a warrior needed.

The amazing thing was that I was trained enough to fight right away.

Can a young man who has not been taught anything be trained like that by himself?

Kaegal became interested. I didn't believe in the prophecy of the Witch of Asman, but now that I see John, I'm starting to trust the prophecy of the Witch.

Oh, Serpent Kaegal. He who gives everlasting death to all... the heir you seek... is in the Southwest of the Empire... a small countryside where no one cares... a drunkard, a filthy lord's land...

Can you tell me more? I can't believe I have to go all Southwest with this old body.

Destiny always finds you.

Dammit. Isn't it too much to take gold coins like this?

You don't have to give it to me if you don't want to.

The witch said with a low smile. The scent inside the tent made Kaegal's old body heavier. Kaegal shakes his head.

I don't want to be cursed to save one Doubloon.

One gold coin from the Empire allowed me to play for months in an expensive city. Among the pranksters, there were so many people who could not see gold coins in their lifetime. But I didn't intend to spare him.

Only a fool breaks a deal with a witch.

Kaegal did not believe in God, but superstition was a believing old assassin.

Even this witch came from the Azman Empire far east of the Holy Empire. Rumor has it that the witches of the Asman Empire are calling the Sultanate to occupy the future.

I hope you find what Kaegal wants.

Thank you. I hope you don't get caught by those Imperial cult bastards.

It's the same for each other, isn't it? If there is a difference, I have eyes and Kaegal has a sword.

Neither Kaegal nor the Witch were prideful.

Witches were pagans who believed in different gods from churches in the Holy Empire, and Kaegal was an assassin.

Unauthorized Sword Guild of the Holy Empire,!

Kaegal was one of the guild's masters.

If there were official swordsmanship guilds in the empire that purely sharpened and polished swords and dedicated their allegiance to the city's lord, there were illegal guilds hiding in the shadows of the city and receiving illegal requests.

A guild of outlaws, thieves, and murderers.

Swordsmen who learn swordsmanship are not necessarily righteous. The Swordsmanship Guilds of Mnea are as numerous as the Swordsmanship Guilds of Sun. And Nessos was one of the most prolific swordsmanship guilds in the land.

It was Kaegal who had lived without foolishness all his life, but as the day of death approached, there was one silliness.

It's that his technology is disappearing.

Unlike the Authorized Guild, the Unauthorized Guild is far from being a master, disciple, and swordsman. I had to learn on my own and steal my sword on my own. If I didn't, I'd be dead.

Kaegal prides himself on mastering the swordsmanship feathers that descend on his own. It melts down into what it feels like to have experienced it and creates a new sword.

By the way...

I had no one to teach me.

The youngsters who had just entered the poison of Nessus were indeed rubbish. Even though I endured the dog's vulgar personality and character, I didn't like my skills or talents.

If you teach me how to use a sword, I'll make foolishly wicked disciples who may be used to kill themselves.

Kaegal didn't want to. I felt why the Certified Guild was so strong. I have to be strong because I am taught systematically.

Eventually, Kaegal went to see the witch. I wanted to receive the prophecy with the feeling of catching straws.

And now.

Kaegar rejoiced that the prophecy was not surprisingly wrong.

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‘I worked hard today too. ’

“May God bless you. ”

“May God bless you. ”

John bows his head before the clergyman, who is in charge of the Church of the Territory. This afternoon, I worked with Valberge to help with the church.

Most of Lord Gessen's sons were far from devout. Meanwhile, when John frequented the church and showed his faith, Valberga couldn't help but rejoice.

“John. God will be watching over John's dedication. ”

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