The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 698

Episode 698 is going to be really fun. (2)

Not long after the Margrave Falkenheim’s messenger returned, new news arrived.

“Oh, finally, I got a call. They want us to have a victory banquet at the Crest’s castle. They want to finish discussing the distribution there.”

Andrew gave Giselle a letter from Count Swiefel. After making excuses, he finally received a reply, months after the war had ended.

Ironically, Count Swipel had already taken over all the major strongholds in the Crest County. He only contacted me after taking over the lord’s castle.

At this point, Andrew and Leo couldn’t help but look uneasy.

“You contacted me after taking over all the territory on purpose. Why did you do this?”

“Could it be that you want to have it all to yourself?”

“That won’t work… … .”

You can’t take over the Crest Territory without fighting the Yulien Mercenaries, but Count Swipel’s strength is not enough to fight them.

Even leaving aside the Yulien Mercenary Corps, Nordhill and Lax had also taken in prisoners, and thus surpassed Swipel’s power.

Still, since he had taken over all the major strongholds in the territory and was sending out communications, it was impossible not to be suspicious.

“Is there another way for the Count to take over the Crest Estate?”

Jiselle nodded at Andrew’s question.

“They must have found a way to deal with us.”

“Hmm, even if we fight, I think we’ll win?”

“That’s right. They can’t fight us with an all-out war anymore. So they must have devised a scheme.”

“What kind of contract did you make?”

“They probably received support from the Margrave of Falkenheim with their knights. They probably plan to attack only the leaders at the banquet.”

When Andrew heard what Giselle had said, he quickly realized what was going on. Andrew immediately became angry.

“You cowardly bastard! You’re worse than a duck!”

He also knew that someone from the Margrave of Falkenheim had come to the Yulien Mercenary Company. He also knew that Giselle had rejected the Margrave of Falkenheim’s offer.

After that, Count Swypel invited me to finish the territorial discussion. As Giselle said, there was a high probability that Count Swypel was just making a fuss.

It was an obvious plan, but it was really difficult to deal with. If I didn’t go for the trap, Count Swipel would just sit there and take over.

“What should I do? I can’t go there myself… … Should I just give up the territory?”

“Why give up? Even if you don’t go this time, Margrave Falkenheim will attack this place anyway.”

It was obvious that he would raise an army under the pretext of revenge for his vassal. He could have waited until then and fought, but Jisel was the type of person who enjoyed attacking rather than defending.

“It would be better to go now and reduce the force a little. I’ve already sent high-level knights. And while we’re at it, let’s also take care of Count Swipel.”

“Well, in that case, wouldn’t it be better to first warn them to withdraw their troops and hand over their territory? If they refuse, we could start an all-out war.”

“It takes time and is a hassle, so why bother doing that? If you go there yourself, they’ll just pick a fight. Then you can settle it right away.”

“… … Is that possible?”

Andrew asked the same question again. As always, I felt that Giselle’s method was too reckless.

But it was also true that there was anticipation. Although the method was a bit rough, Giselle had solved all the problems so far.

Jiselle said with a smile as always.

“Of course, I don’t fight fights I can’t lose.”

If you feel like you’re going to lose, it’s better to avoid the fight and build up your strength. You don’t rush into a fight clumsily. That was Giselle’s motto.

Andrew and Leo nodded with stern expressions. The two of them had no choice anyway.

If the Yulien mercenary group disappears, they’re finished too. They just have to follow Giselle and hope that they win.

Jiselle looked around at the other executives and asked.

“This time, we’re going to go into enemy territory and fight. It’ll be a good experience. Who’s scared?”

Deneb raised her hand without hesitation.

“… … .”

Giselle was speechless at that honesty. It was obvious that Deneb’s skills were still a burden.

‘Oh, he needs to wake up quickly.’

If only he could awaken, no one would dare touch him. But since he still didn’t know how, even Jiselle felt frustrated.

Anyway, it’s not like Jiselle won’t proceed just because someone is scared.

“… … Are other people okay?”

Tyron glanced around. Kyle glanced around as well, and their eyes met.

“Ahem ahem… … I wasn’t scared.”

“Me too… … I’m not scared.”

Anyone could tell that they were a little scared. Although the two were among the most powerful men in the area, they were reluctant to go where the knights of the Margrave of Falkenheim were.

But because of their pride, the two of them held on for the time being, so Julian said calmly.

“If that’s the best way, then let’s do it.”

“As expected of the captain.”

Jiselle nodded with a satisfied expression. Yulien was growing much faster than she had thought.

Kyle and Tyrone just stuck out their lips. They felt like they were the only ones who looked bad when they said that.

Osvaldo, who was considered a senior member of the group, also spoke quietly.

“Brother. Man Osval, I haven’t seen my parents in a long time, so I think I should go down to my hometown for a while.”

“Okay, then let’s make sure no one is left out. Let’s go straight to Swipel Estate and settle this.”

At Giselle’s words, everyone was dragged along semi-forcibly. Andrew and Rio also led the Youngji Army and moved together.

Count Swipel welcomed Giselle and her party with great joy.

“Haha, come in. I have a lot of work to do, so I am late in inviting you. Come on, let’s go in and enjoy the banquet and finish talking.”

The mercenaries and the army were stationed separately near the castle. There were thousands of them, so barracks were set up everywhere.

Count Swipel glanced at the Nordhill and Rax armies.

‘These guys… … Have they already recruited prisoners? What idiots. They’ve only increased in number, but they won’t unite anyway.’

He laughed inwardly. It seemed that he had somehow managed to gather the prisoners, but it was meaningless.

There are more prisoners of war than me in the first place. If we fight, we will collapse quickly. I plan to persuade them as soon as I deal with the leadership, so there will be no need to fight.

‘The prisoners will shake off the pressure and fall over soon. Margrave Falkenheim is behind me.’

Count Swipel believed so. Today’s operation would definitely succeed.

‘But… why are your impressions so dirty? Is something difficult happening? It seems like something better for me… ‘

Everyone was so sharp that it was suspicious. Their movements were also nimble.

It makes no sense for them to come together in just a few months, but that makes it even stranger.

‘It seems like… … people need to vent their anger… … .’

The more complaints you have, the better. It will be easier to persuade them. It seems like they aren’t being treated well by Nordhill and Lax.

Count Swipel was at ease. He believed that if he could just deal with the leaders, the soldiers would quickly surrender.

Although they gathered to discuss post-war processing, they also held a victory banquet. Alcohol and meat were also distributed to the soldiers waiting.

Just as I was about to go in, Andrew said with a troubled expression.

“I was in a hurry so I didn’t have time to give instructions to the commanders. You go in first. I’ll be in shortly.”

Rio also said with an awkward expression.

“Me too. I left a gift for the Count. I will bring it right back.”

Before Count Swipel could say anything, Giselle intervened.

“Please go quickly. The captain and I will go first and talk to the count.”

Count Swipel smiled at those words.

“Hehe, take your time, the banquet is long. Then shall we go in first?”

So only Giselle, Julian, and Kyle followed Count Swiefel. Deneb and Tyran decided to stay outside to take care of the mercenaries.

As she entered the banquet hall, she felt a strange atmosphere. Jiselle looked around at the people gathered there.

They were all wearing fancy clothes, but something felt awkward. They were just looking at Giselle and her group without any expression.

Count Swipel said with an awkward smile.

“Haha, the nobles and military commanders from the area. If there aren’t enough people, the banquet will lose its atmosphere, right? That’s why I invited you.”

“Is that so?”

Jiselle snickered. After all that, aren’t their expressions too stiff?

Even the servants who guided us to our seats and served us food had a sharp air about them.

The suffocating atmosphere continued. At a banquet, you should be smiling and talking to each other, but there was none of that.

Count Swipel spoke with an unnatural smile still on his face.

“Okay, let’s have a drink first. Wouldn’t the tense atmosphere be relieved and everyone become closer if we drink alcohol?”

Everyone raised their glasses and drank at the same time. But none of Giselle’s group drank.

Count Swipel saw the sight and said playfully.

“Why? Are you afraid they put poison in it? We all drank it.”

Giselle tilted her glass without saying a word. The wine in her glass spilled onto the floor.

Jiselle, who had finished drinking, put her glass down.

Clang.

The glass hit the floor and broke, creating a loud noise. That was the only sound heard in the banquet hall.

Even though there were a lot of people, there was no sound. Everyone was just looking at Jiselle and her group.

Even if it’s bizarre, it can’t be this bizarre. This isn’t a banquet.

Jiselle opened her mouth and glared at Count Swipel.

“There’s no need to act like you can’t do it.”

“… … .”

“How about we get straight to the point? I already knew everything. And feeding them this kind of cheap poison won’t do any harm.”

“… … Hehe.”

Count Swipel shrugged and laughed. Well, even he thought it was a bit too blatant.

It was truly amazing how confident the guys were in following me even though they knew my intentions.

Count Swipel spoke to Giselle.

“Did you think we couldn’t catch you with our own strength? That’s why you obediently entered the banquet hall even though you knew it was a trap?”

“There is no reason to refuse this offer. You can comfortably eat all the way to the Swipel County.”

“Kekekeke… … . Didn’t you ever think that I was ready to catch you and make a place for you?”

Giselle chuckled at the confident words of Count Swipel.

“That’s what people usually think. They assume our abilities are right and prepare for our level. Do you know what happened to those guys?”

“What happened?”

Jiselle said, holding out her spear.

“They’re all dead.”

“… … .”

“If you have anyone else to call, call them quickly. If this is all, it will be disappointing.”

There are more than 50 people in the banquet hall right now. But Jiselle says that it is still too few.

Count Swipel frowned. Despite all his preparation, he still felt daunted by that confidence.

“Okay… … Let’s see how long you can keep acting like that.”

As soon as he raised his hand, the doors throughout the banquet hall opened and armed knights came in.

They handed out swords, shields, and javelins to those in the banquet hall. All those who had been there before were knights.

Including the knights sent by Margrave Falkenheim and the knights of Count Swiefel, the force totaled 100 men.

As they simultaneously unleashed their momentum, tremendous pressure was poured on the three of them, including Jiselle.

Giselle raised her eyebrows as if she was quite impressed, taking the knights’ momentum away.

“As expected, there are a lot of strong guys in this era.”

At first glance, most of them were of the upper-level knight level. There were even a few top-level ones. At this level, they were strong enough to defeat even one superhuman in a head-on confrontation.

It was certainly something to be confident about, especially since he wasn’t exactly a complete superhuman right now.

But there is one thing they are mistaken about.

“It’s wrong to think of me as a simple superhuman.”

Jiselle’s level was beyond that of a superhuman. He was someone who could make the impossible possible through the power of his will.

Ddddddddd… … .

The magical power began to rearrange within Jiselle, not outside.

The rearranged magical power created virtual cores throughout Giselle’s body.

Ddddddddd… … .

As soon as a core was created, the body’s magical power flowed into it and began to rotate. The magical power flowed out of the core and into a new core again.

As the magic moved through the core, the rotation became faster and stronger.

A total of three virtual cores were created in this way.

Each time a core was activated, Jiselle’s magical power doubled.

Although it may be a bit lacking compared to the core that Jiselle originally created on her own body, her transcendent realm made up for the lacking parts.

Kwaaaaang!

Soon, Jiselle’s energy overwhelmed everyone and spread out in all directions.

The 100 knights who had been radiating momentum flinched and took a step back without realizing it.

Jiselle lowered her posture with a ferocious laugh.

“100 people… … It’ll be really fun.”

Paaak!

A blazing red light emanated from his eyes.