How to live as a wanderer

Suetlg darts Mahrit with a familiar look. As a long wizard, he had many experiences receiving this kind of gratitude.

John was a knight, but if you're going to deal with magic in the future, you'd better watch him for once.

Dealing with magic brings fear and respect to one's body.

Even a wizard like Cayenne can't be bad enough to be thrown into the water. What about an awkward wizard?

The wizard must be able to control and bend the opposing Pokémon.

“Get up. You're not all better yet. ”

“I... I feel heavy and headache. ”

‘Cause I think that's right. ’

“Yes. It's because the spirit escaped. But you are young and healthy, and you will recover soon. ”

In his words, Mahrit expressed his elongated gratitude. Suetlq gave me some more advice.

No worthless jewelry, no more flirting, no more moonshine, no more salt water in silver every full moon...

John, who was listening, wondered a little.

“What's the last one? What kind of magic?”

“It's nothing. But I'll ease your mind. That guy looks tough, but he's scared and superstitious. If you do this, you'll be relieved, so you won't fall for suspicious whispers. ”

Suttleg's words were true.

Mahrit was as impressed as he had heard any great secret.

He immediately summons the mercenaries, unblocks the bridge, and serves John extremely well.

It was as if the acolyte was serving a knight.

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“Kaenerna knows more about spirits and demons than I do. ”

“...... ”

Kaernerna sighs tiredly at his words.

“Revealing my magical vision to others, don't you think, is too much to ask? ”

“Don't talk while trying to catch the atmosphere. I'm a wizard too.”

If it were the Emperor's palace, Kaernena would speak plainly, but this was the tent of the mercenaries.

And in front of them are John and Suetlg.

The power of her words is the one that cannot be empowered.

“And I didn't ask you to teach me a vision. I just want some simple advice. ”

“I think a priest would be better off with a way to ward off evil spirits than with me. I can write you a cover letter if I want to. ”

“If it was repellent, you'd have found a priest. But this knight needs a way to do it. ”

Kaenerna wondered why he wanted to do this to Suetlg.

A knight who's not a wizard can't help but take a few words of advice about how to do things.

Rather, it could be more dangerous if you do something rash.

Are you trying to put John in danger?

In that case, Suetlq has sent no signal.

So you're gonna listen to yourself?

No, the sage in the Ipael River was not interested in evil spirits or spirits. If he was interested in such things, he would not have been loved by the lecture.

“It won't do you much good to hear...”

“It works. Because I have subdued evil spirits. ”

“?! ”

At John's silence, she was really surprised.

This knight has subdued evil spirits?

"Not repel…?"

You could wish yourself luck if you weren't such a wizard, but subduing evil spirits was a different level.

How in the world?

Suetlq grins. It was always nice to see a wizard like Cayenner wondering.

“Curious?”

“... curious. ”

“We answered your question diligently. Don't forget this. ”

Kaernerna is annoyed with Suttleg, who makes debt for these things, but she can't help it.

I was really curious. Kaernena nods.

“This knight here has subdued evil spirits with a powerful voice and spirit. ”

“Of course... you're a natural...! ”

Others would have said, "What nonsense?" But they were both wizards. Kaernerna understood right away.

Moreover, the spiritual power John showed was impressive. I've never seen such a soul in the imperial court.

“And violence...”

“Violence?”

“It's nothing. I'm kidding. Can I give you some advice?"

“...... ”

Kaernerna sighs softly as she tangles her red hair.

“Alone. Without that wizard. ”

“Suit yourself. ”

Suetlq swoops out because he really wasn't interested. Kaernerna has lost her mind on where to begin.

She chants an incomprehensible spell in a low voice. A flame flashes from her hand, splashing across the tent and embroidering it.

Surprisingly, the fire did not burn down the tent object.

“Do you know what I've done now? ”

“Did you give the order to the spirit? ”

As she casts her spell, you feel a surge of power deep within her. After taking down the evil spirit, Val Khalmur, John's vision of the mystery became powerful.

‘You really have subdued evil spirits. ’

“Yes. I made a pact with this spirit. I can't tell you how. It's complicated and difficult and I can't tell others. ”

“I don't want to know."

John will now come and use the power of complex spells and sorcery to contract with spirits for a period of time.

I wanted to be good at what I caught.

“I pay and I ask, and this spirit pays and I do what it asks. You cannot order what a Spirit cannot do, and sometimes you cannot order what a Spirit can do. Spirits are fickle.”

Equivalent Exchange.

There was no difference between a spirit and an evil spirit. It was a spirit when it was dirty and evil, but it was often felt evil to people.

The important thing is to know what the Spirit can do and pay the price.

If John found out about the Devil's true nature and subdued it, he would have absolute control, but he was not able to get the work done free of charge.

“And?”

“I would have surrendered myself in the spirit and paid for its power. ”

You could vomit blood and collapse if you were to cast a spirit that didn't fit your theme.

However, if a knight as strong as John is, he will be troubled. You'll recover in no time.

“You have to see for yourself what the spirit can do. But we must not forget one thing. He's a spirit. ”

The wizard who became arrogant when he was conjuring spirits was always doomed. It was because he had mistaken himself for being the Master of Spirits.

‘Isn't it wrong for a man to brag like that? ’

Arrogance was a word too far from John.

“Valkamur.”

John summoned an evil spirit to gather at the tip of the dagger. The Dagger's Day is like the night sky without moonlight.

Kaernerna looks at you with interesting eyes. John was quite good at handling evil spirits. It looks like the spirit is following you properly.

"Can you subdue him like that with your voice? Is there a sacred bloodline from our ancestors? ’

“I've been thinking about cursing weapons this way. What do you think?”

“That doesn't sound bad. A demon would be good at cursing. But...”

“? ”

“Can I do that as a knight? That sounds mean. ”

“... I was just asking, of course, but I don't intend to use it in a fight. ”

John immediately surrounded himself. Like Suetlg, Cayerna, who did not know John's nature, nodded her head with the expression, "Then yes."

‘I can't believe I have no use for retaliating evil spirits. The knights are such a pain. ’

‘From now on, I'm going to practice shooting cursed arrows. ’

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“You said you were going to Duke Breduhe? ”

Mahrit asked in a curious voice.

In the south-eastern corner of the empire, the Duke of Breduhe boasted vast lands and power to be called empires.

However, it was not a peaceful land.

Wild Barbarians flock to the plains to the east, heathen empires in the south peering at the opportunity for horsitham, and nearby militaristic kingdoms conspire to spread their influence.

The Eastern Empire was a land of harsh opportunities for mercenaries to hear rumors.

“Yes. What's wrong? ”

“Knight. We're on our way back from the east, too. ”

“! ”

Mahrit and the military mercenaries were on their way back from work in the east.

“How was it?”

“The East? It's always the same. Monsters are dicks, people are tough, Barbarians are fierce... Oh, I've seen you from afar. He was a handsome man.”

Now, the middle-aged Duke of Breduhe has a reputation for being a noble soldier. In the east, where there were many problems, his name was absolute authority. So many peasants praying in the Duke's name.

“How was he? ”

“You're a knight... How could someone like me know that? I only met the Grand Chamberlain for a short time. But he seemed like a great guy. ”

“Why?”

“You paid me well without losing a salary. ”

It was a natural story, but there were many nobles who could not do this.

It was an annual event in which mercenaries were outbid, and mercenaries sought to supplement this back-and-forth wage. Mercenaries don't just run wild.

“Good. I can't believe you're not a pompous guy. ”

“Are you going to see the duc? As expected…”

Mahrit was impressed by John's words. I thought it was extraordinary, but I'm really going to see Duke Breduhe.

“I think there's a lot going on in the east. Why did you come back? ”

“Winter was cold, and the mercenaries were grumbling. If I stay further east, there will be a real uprising...”

“...... ”

“And the prophecy... hmm. ”

I could feel what the East was like just hearing that. John nods.

Before John left, Mahrit spoke seriously.

“Knight. I'm a humble mercenary, but I know what grace is. If you ever need my help, please call me. I will risk my life to find him. ”

“Don't make it easy to say you're risking your life. It's worth less.”

“...... ”

“But I'll keep that in mind. I will not forget your honor. ”

“Yes!”

As Johann's group leaves, the white commanders come and ask Mahlith.

“Couldn't I go with that knight, Captain? Seems like a good family...”

The mercenaries loved superstition. More than Mahrit, not less.

To them, John was a revelation of some kind.

A knight who single-handedly plunged into a mercenary camp and defeated evil spirits!

It seemed like a revelation to the unfamiliar mercenaries. The mercenaries wanted to chase after John, just as they had followed Mahrit's prophecy.

"He's heading east."

"Ugh."

“Phew.”

I hated white captains. I hated the East, not just my men.

I returned to the Empire at all times, but I wanted to rest until spring and the weather cleared.

“There's nothing to be sorry about. He'll be back soon.”

“Master! Did you make a new prophecy? ”

John was not an Eastern aristocrat, nor was Zarfen or Abner an Eastern aristocrat, but the mercenaries mistook Mahrit for a prophecy.

The evil spirit disappeared, but the mercenaries still believed Mahrit was a prophet.

There was no fool who refused to cheat on his own. Mahrit nods.

“Exactly. ”

“Ouch…! What else have you got? ”

“It was said to be a long haul when you joined. ”

“I knew it...! ”

“I thought so! ”

The white commanders never doubted and convinced. When people heard what they wanted to believe, they immediately believed.

Mahrit looks at his men.

It's pathetic, it's pathetic, and it's like you were fooled by a demon a while ago.

‘But being this stupid is good for me. ’

Seeing this, I thought I could take on a mercenary commander for a few more years.

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“Farewell. And be careful.”

“? ”

After the group departs, Cagnerna prepares to leave. She sneaks away with only a few slaves.

“What's the matter? ”

“I wondered if it seemed meaningful to her. ”

“You're getting the point in your voice. Yeah, I had a point. You know, I'm a wizard. I trust old oral. Do you know that what happens twice will happen again? ”

“I know.”

“Kaernerna's a great wizard, but she's had two misfortunes. Even a great wizard can't help it when the tide of misfortune rolls in. There's nothing wrong with the third one. ”

“Oh, but it can't be...”

John laughs in relief.

That mercenary was an inevitable misfortune, but it won't happen again.

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A few days later, John found a familiar new brother fleeing on horseback with dirt in the distance. Kaernerna is being chased by bandits.

“...... ”

“Prepare for battle! Charge! ”

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