âNo wait! Just wait...â Mashburn shouted urgently to stop his colleagues, then froze on the spot. Without ever crossing his vision, Eugeneâs shortsword was now resting on his left shoulder.
âJust now, he wanted to kill me, so I killed him. What choices will the rest of you make?â
âKeuk!â
It appeared as if Eugene would cut off Mashburnâs head at a momentâs notice. The Red Scorpion mercenaries were at a loss as they looked alternatingly at the silver blade and Eugene. No, rather, they were shocked by the dagger sticking out of the rookieâs forehead.
Some of the mercenaries were skilled at throwing daggers, but no one was as fast or as accurate as Eugene. No one even saw how and when the knight threw the dagger.
âP-please forgive us! We will let all the merchants pass. Y-you can pass, esteemed sir.â
âHow could I simply trust your words?â
âS-sorry?â Mashburn asked while trembling. He could feel a coldness around his neck.
âGive me all your weapons. Shouldnât you pay a price for trying to attack a knight?â
âI never meant to do that!â But contrary to his inner thoughts, Mashburn quickly gestured towards his comrades, âH-hey! Everyone, put down your weapons! Sir Eugene is saying that he will show mercy! H-hurry it up!â
When the mercenaries hesitated, Partec and the rest of the group stepped up with their shortswords and shields.
âDammitâŠâ
They formed into a perfect formation facing three directions, and the Red Scorpion Mercenaries gulped with anxiety. In the mercenary community, it was common sense to gauge the opponentâs skills with the equipment they carried. Some knights were sometimes ordinary in their skills, but plastered themselves with top-notch equipment after being born into rich families. However, all mercenaries were born commoners or serfs. As such, they needed to obtain their own equipment.
In other words, a mercenary possessing good equipment either resolved a huge number of commissions or was successful at looting in various battlefields. In that respect, the Red Scorpion Mercenaries saw Partec and his comrades as veterans with excellent battle records and skills.
Thud.
Starting with one, the Red Scorpion Mercenaries were forced to drop their weapons one by one.
âHey!â
At Eugeneâs call, Delduan and the other merchants hurriedly ran forward.
âCollect all the weapons. Partec, if any of them tries anything, you can kill them.â
âYes, Sir Eugene.â
Partec glared at the mercenaries, and they dropped their heads.
Soon,
âW-we finished collecting their weapons, Sir Eugene.â
âGood. You guys pass by first. I will follow behind.â
âYes!â
The merchants flocked while avoiding eye contact with the mercenaries. When the merchants were far in the distance, Eugene removed his shortsword from Mashburnâs shoulder.
âPhewâŠâ
Mashburn started to sigh with relief.
Thuck!
Then, he crumpled after being struck on the head with the shortswordâs pommel. Eugene looked over the mercenaries after raising his visor.
âRemember clearly. My name is Jan Eugene. If you ever run into me again after today, you will die. You will die even if you meet me in a dungeon or a labyrinth, and you will die if you see me in the battlefield. And I plan to see Lord Bommel right away to personally complain, so keep that in mind. Now, take this bastard away.â
ââŠ..!â
The mercenaries trembled while hastily supporting Mashburn. If what Eugene said was true, then they could no longer return to Lord Bommelâs castle. They had brought him humiliation and were even robbed of their weapons. It was obvious how a nobleman would dispose of such mercenaries.
In the end, the Red Scorpion Mercenaries headed back down the mountain with drooping shoulders. At the least, they were relieved that they survived after picking a fight with a knight.
âGo.â Eugene pretended to pet Silion while quietly speaking to Mirian. The spirit had been stretched out on the horseâs mane.
âAh-ha! I got it!â Mirian quickly grasped Eugeneâs intentions, then flew in the direction of the mercenaries.
âLetâs go.â
âYes!â Partec and the two mercenaries proudly followed behind Silioin.
After a short moment, Partec carefully spoke, âSir Eugene, will you really go to Lord Bommelâs castle? With all due respect, I am wondering if we could even receive an apology, and if Lord Bommel decides toâŠâ
âI have no intention of going.â
âWhat?â
Partec blinked with bewilderment, and Eugene shrugged in response.
âIt was a lie. Why would I bother heading there? But if I threaten them like that, they wonât be able to run back and report to Lord Bommel, right? And heâs about to get it on with another lord, so there is no need to bother him without reason.â
âAhhâŠ!â
Partec exclaimed after realizing Eugeneâs intentions. Lord Bommel would be mystified and distressed by the disappearance of more than 10 hired mercenaries, but it would result in positive outcomes for everybody except the Red Scorpion Mercenaries themselves.
âAnyways, letâs hurry it up. We should cross the mountain before sunset, so that the merchants can rest.â
âYes!â
Partec and the two mercenaries answered vigorously, gazing at the mercenaries who were waiting for them in the far distance. The group joined with the merchants and started walking once more. After a few minutes, an exhausted Mirian returned with strained flaps of her wings.
âPhew, I am so tired! As expected, I run out of energy way too quickly when Iâm away from my contractor.â
Mirian landed on Silionâs mane, then spoke while diligently rubbing her arms and legs.
âI think those bastards are going to leave the neighborhood. They did curse our esteemed sir quite a lot, but werenât even dreaming of taking revenge. They have no intention of going back to the lord. They said they would go back to Carls Baggins or somewhere after robbing some passersby. Anyway, Iâm tired, so Iâm going to rest!â
After reporting back, Mirian headed inside the leather pocket filled with water.
âThatâs a relief.â
He expected his threat to be effective, but he was still worried that the Red Scorpion Mercenaries would return to Baron Bommel. But after hearing Mirianâs report, he felt relieved.
Although it wouldnât be a big deal even if the mercenaries did report back to Baron Bommel.
***
Eugeneâs group crossed Mount Marcus in half a day. Although they encountered a group of kobolds, the monsters fled right away as soon as Eugene slayed five of them at once after charging at them with SIlion.
âThank you so much! Sir Eugene!â
âWe were able to cross the mountain thanks to you, sir. You will be blessed. May Godâs grace be with you forever.â
The merchants continued expressing their gratitude and bowed after witnessing Eugeneâs overwhelming skills.
âI only did what I had to do. Letâs part ways now. Oh, and you should dispose of the collected weapons on your own. Just give me whatever you see fit.â
After discussing amongst themselves for a while, the merchants collected and politely offered 50 silver coins, a sum larger than their escort fee.
âHere it is.â
âI think they paid us more than the market price. Sir, they certainly know how to show their sincerity.â
Eugene nodded satisfactorily at Partecâs words.
âGood. Then take care.â
âYes! Please take care, sir knight.â
Like that, Eugene parted ways with the group of merchants and headed to the Tywin territory. Although their meeting was short, he earned a considerable amount of money through it.
The merchants also left for their respective destinations.
Until then, Eugene had no idea that todayâs events would grow into something bigger than he expected. Eugene didnât know, but there were truly a few merchants among those he escorted that were heading to the Fairchild Viscounty.
***
âIt is all thanks to you, sir. You really worked hard. Hahaha!â
âDonât mention it.â
Camara spoke with a boisterous laugh, and Eugene responded with humility. It was Eugeneâs first time seeing the lord after a month, and Camara appeared a little different from before. Originally, he was a little sly, but now, he was relaxed in his demeanor. Moreover, his attitude was also more upfront and confident compared to when he was still a successor.
Perhaps he was becoming more comfortable in his role as a lord.
âEven so, he is still a small lord without a title.â
Camara wasnât the only one who changed in a monthâs time. Eugene learned how small and shabby the Tywin territory was after experiencing many things and meeting many people in a city as large as Maren.
When he had been on the run in his previous life, he had been ignorant. Now that he could afford to relax a bit more, his worldview was widened and he felt like he was definitely learning many things.
âThen Felid will stay with the Palin Association for the time being. About a year? Is that enough? What do you think? Since you are his master?â
Eugene wasnât sure why Camara was asking him such questions, but he answered regardless, âIt depends on how he performs.â
âHmm. He is still young, so he might need some more time. I hope he can prove himself soon.â
âLord Tywin. Are you planning on bringing Felid back to the Rose Castle?â
âI heard heâs quite intelligent, right? He already knows how to read and write. I think it would be good for him to take a position in the territory if the Palin Association teaches him well. He could work as the castleâs treasury officer, or maybe he can oversee Brahms as an official.â Camara spoke while stroking his chin, and Eugene felt a little puzzled. The castleâs treasury officer would be in charge of the castleâs finances, and an official overseeing an area would be managing it on behalf of the lord. Both were positions usually delegated to relatives trusted by the lord.
Felid was still too young, and he lacked the experience for both roles. However, a year should be enough for him to mature. Thus, it wouldn't be strange if he took up either of the positions after his return.. But in Eugeneâs opinion, there was no reason for Camara to trust and bestow such a position to Felid.
âHoohoo. You must be wondering why I care about Felid so much. Should I tell you?â
Camara inferred Eugeneâs thoughts at his whim, then whispered after inching closer.
âI am planning to get rid of Bertel after this dungeon subjugation. Since heâs worked hard so far, I will give him a fair bit of wealth and tell him to leave. Since the eldest son has been successful in the lordship, it wouldnât make sense for the second son to remain as a knight of the territory, right? Itâs not like weâre a wealthy family either.â
âHmm.â
âBut it doesnât matter for an illegitimate son. Felid doesnât have the capabilities nor the right to replace me. Besides, unlike Bertel, he earns me money rather than spending it, right? Haha!â
âI wasnât really curious, but I hope for the best.â
âIf you really mean it, please perform as well as the previous one in this subjugation. Bertel brought in another knight, and itâs been bothering me.â
âA knight?â
âSir Maverick. Iâve heard of his name before, but I donât really know him. His equipment is not too shabby, but the problem is the mercenaries he brought along. Do you remember the men Bertel sent to bring Felid? For some reason, they give off a similar vibe.â
Eugene recalled Timothy and his group. Eugene had personally taken care of them. At first, he assumed Camara and Bertel had hired them together, but it turned out that Bertel had been fully responsible.
In other words, Bertel hired the group of third-rate mercenaries to bring back his younger brother and the illegitimate son of the late Lord Tywin, despite knowing that they were incapable.
âDid this knight named Maverick hire the mercenaries?â
âYes. He said he was planning to build a mercenary group after raising his reputation this time around. Well, itâs not uncommon for knights without connections to become a mercenary captain. But it bothers me that he chose our territory at the start of their journey.â
âIn addition, you are bothered even more because heâs a knight that your brother brought in.â
âAs expected, you know me too well, sir.â Camara grinned, then continued. âAnyway, if once again, you, sir, can play a bigger role than the knight Bertel brought, then there is no reason for him to participate in the subjugation in the future. The problem with a dungeon subjugation is with the first or the second attempts. After you succeed a couple of times, free knights and mercenaries come flocking, right? I am capable of picking out the capable ones, at the least.â
Camaraâs words certainly made sense, so Eugene nodded.
âWe even signed a formal contract with the Palin Association. If they want to reclaim their loan, they wonât stand by and just watch our territory fall into danger, right? Maybe the association can even recruit and send us mercenaries from Maren. Haha!â Camara explained.
Although he had no talent as a knight, Camara was quite intelligent. If everything went as he planned, Bertel would lose his place in the Tywin territory. On the other hand, Tywin territory wouldnât suffer much from the absence of Bertel.
Of course, Eugene held the key to Camaraâs plans, and Camara knew better than anyone else.
âSo Iâll leave the subjugation to your capable hands, Sir Eugene.â
âI always do my best.â
âHahaha! As I would expect from you, sir. You gave me a very satisfying answer.â
Camara had no doubts that Eugene would produce even better results than before. It would surely be the case, since he was now in possession of excellent armament. In addition, he was commanding twice the number of mercenaries as before.
âBy the way, Sir Eugene. Donât you think you should meet Sir Maverick? Even though I named you as the subjugationâs captain, he is still your fellow knight and both of you will enter the same dungeon.â
âIâm the subjugationâs captain? Thatâs⊠ah.â
Eugene came to a realization, and Camara grinned in response.
âNow that I am the lord, I can do as I please. Sir Jan Eugene, you are the captain of the dungeon subjugation this time around.â