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Episode 336: What's so good about it? (2)

How dare he do such things while hiding from his own eyes. Seeing him earn such extra income while he's busy, I can tell he's a real jerk.

Jiselle swallowed hard and asked.

"But… … an auction? Where is the auction held?"

"Hmm, that's a secret that only those who know know."

"secret?"

"Yes, I can't tell just anyone. It's because it's General Fenris's deep intention to sell his precious collectibles only to his true followers. There are always evil merchants who buy his collectibles and resell them at a higher price."

"That, that's right… … But if you're going to auction it off, does that mean there are a lot of people who want to buy my stuff?"

"It's not you, it's Earl Fenris's. Doesn't the impostor know that? After Earl Fenris defeated Earl Desmond, his popularity in the kingdom has skyrocketed. There are even rumors going around the capital that he's a saint, so it's even more so."

"It's popular?"

"Yeah, so it's only natural that you have a lot of followers. You're an impostor, but you really don't know. Tsk tsk."

The famous dancers and knights of the continent are so popular that they have many followers.

There are many people who use such celebrities to do business. They compile their stories and sell them as books, and they also sell the products they use at high prices.

Since clothes and accessories worn by celebrities can quickly become trendy, the upper class sometimes makes them specially and provides them to them.

Wasn't that the case with Meriel in the capital city? She sets the trend for the ladies of the capital city.

Ricardo, who lived in Ferdium, also had many followers just because of his handsome face.

So it wasn't particularly unusual for there to be people who followed Giselle.

He knew he was popular with the locals, but he really didn't know he had such a devoted following.

'Wow… … I don't think I've ever experienced anything like this in my past life… … . Was I not aware of my popularity?'

In his previous life, he was a famous mercenary king in the 7th powerhouse of the continent. I remember he was somewhat popular, but he was somewhat of an outsider.

Is this like being treated like a famous bandit?

Anyway, it seems that Claude was using Giselle's popularity to make a salty side income. And Wendy must have known about it but turned a blind eye.

'I guess I'll have to change my escort sooner or later.'

I think I heard that you stole some gold coins before. Wendy turned a blind eye to that time too.

Even someone like Wendy seems to unknowingly become weak-hearted when she's around Claude.

Jiselle asked again, tousling her hair.

"No, but even if you're a fan… … is there really a need to buy something like that… … ."

"Then, isn't that natural as a follower? Listening to and seeing his stories is the only joy I have left. That's why I want his favorite items too. Tsk tsk, you pretended to be him without even knowing that feeling?"

Dominic clicked his tongue and looked at his collection with loving eyes.

"ha...."

'This kid… … there's something dangerous.'

As expected, you have to have a sincere conversation to know a person. Jiselle had seen Dominic in her past life, but she had no idea he had this kind of personality.

Drake's mercenary band and Dominic fought the Mercenary King's army with fiery momentum.

At that time, Marquis Rodrik was still tied to a leash, so he had no choice but to attack Giselle.

However, even Jisel acknowledged their spirit and skills as being great. The Drake mercenary group was stronger than the armies of any kingdom, and their leader Dominic was also an outstanding man of skill and commander.

And during the civil war, the Drake mercenary band was the first to fight at the forefront, because Marquis Rodrik treated the Drake mercenary band as nothing more than cannon fodder.

However, even the Marquis was surprised by the fighting power of the Drake mercenary group.

But, I never knew that the manager was such a popular person.

Dominic carefully packed his treasures back into their boxes. His hands were skilled at organizing them.

It was thanks to this that I brought it out and bragged about it whenever the Earl of Fenris was mentioned. Collectors can't help but show off their favorite items.

As soon as he finished bragging, he returned to his sharp demeanor as expected of a leader of a mercenary group and spoke.

"Now you see why I don't trust you? I know the Earl of Fenris better than anyone. There's probably no one here who knows the Earl of Fenris better than I do."

"hmm."

Jiselle nodded several times. He was a maniac who even collected clothes worn by others. If he had that much passion, I had no choice but to acknowledge it.

It may seem funny, but I couldn't help but find it funny. I can also understand why he became so obsessed with collecting.

He was bound by chains that he could not escape. He could not leave because his family was held hostage. There was nothing he could do.

So, there had to be something to get absorbed in.

Something that will soothe your tired and weary mind and make you forget reality.

And usually, we project our own strong desires onto that object.

– I want to be like that person.

The one who was called the Northern Scoundrel, the one who did not care about the eyes of those around him, the one who opened up his own path with force, the one who eventually defeated the Northern Lord who everyone said could not be defeated.

Dominic might have hoped that Giselle would appear as a hero and break his miserable reality.

And indeed, Jiselle came to find out about his situation.

But Dominic spoke with a cold expression, not even realizing that the person he admired had appeared before his eyes.

"If you impersonate my hero and cause trouble here, you will pay a price, right?"

He drew his sword and let out a fierce aura. He was truly the leader of the largest mercenary group in the West.

His men also surrounded Giselle's group with fierce expressions. Meanwhile, dozens more people had gathered outside and were waiting.

Jiselle slowly looked around the scene and asked Dominic.

"What's so good about it?"

"What are you talking about?"

"The owner of your favorite item."

Dominic responded with a snicker at those words.

"The best rumor is that it is reckless."

"What the hell?"

"Yes, what I liked most was that he pushed ahead even when everyone was scared, everyone was against it, and everyone tried to stop him."

"Your tastes are really unique. Do you like that kind of stuff? I hear most people don't like it."

"Because I can't do that."

Dominic wanted to live like that too, but he had neither the ability nor the tenacity to do so.

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The way he spoke like that seemed a bit self-deprecating and resentful.

Dominic shook his head several times and said, holding his sword forward.

"Now get rid of this impostor. There's no need to kill him, just beat him up and send him away."

"If you like that kind of look, show it to me. I don't really like just talking about it either."

"what?"

Phew!

As Jiselle smirked and swung her fist, the mercenary closest to her fell down with a nosebleed.

"Don't kill them. They are all on our side."

At Giselle's words, the knights quickly took out a short staff from their bosoms. It was a special suppression staff made of galvanium.

Jiing!

A blue light began to emanate from the staffs the knights held.

The mercenaries were surprised to see that.

"Huh, Mana?"

"Were these guys knights?"

"Hit it quickly!"

The numerical advantage was with the mercenaries. Like experienced mercenaries, they rushed at the knights before they could properly form up.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"Ugh!"

The mercenaries were knocked down and thrown back as soon as they charged in. However, because the space was narrow, the knights were unable to properly form a formation.

Skilled mercenaries quickly took advantage of the gap.

"Got it!"

Some mercenaries grabbed the knights by the waist and pushed them forward.

"Huh? Huh?"

Fenris Knights are still beginner level if they don't use their swords and don't explode their mana.

Although it was much better than before, it was difficult to fight in a fight where you couldn't use weapons and you couldn't kill your opponent.

Several knights who were pushed back by the number eventually fell down, unable to hold on. As the mercenaries fell over the knights, they were unable to get up properly.

"Hey! Get out of the way! You little shits!"

"Just step on it!"

Both sides were shouting and waving their hands and feet wildly. Outside, mercenaries wielding clubs continued to surge forward.

Boom!

The knights who were crushed by the mercenaries eventually had no choice but to explode their mana. The mercenaries were surprised when the knights suddenly became stronger.

"Ugh! What are you guys doing all of a sudden!"

The knights who had been hit several times got up grumbling and swung their batons again. They had to control their strength so as not to kill anyone.

But if you apply too little force, the fallen one will get up again. The knights were having a hard time because they were rushing in so recklessly.

Jiselle clicked her tongue as she swatted away the mercenaries who were rushing at her.

"Tsk tsk, why are they still like that?"

Even though I kept pushing and training them like that, I still wasn't satisfied. Anyway, I couldn't rest easy because they were guys who would become lazy if I gave them even the slightest bit of space.

"I have to finish this quickly."

Jiselle stamped her foot on the ground, determined to return to the territory and push those guys further.

Boom!

"Ugh!"

The building shook as Jiselle's footprints dug deep into the floor. The mercenaries and knights alike all fell down.

Dominic was the only one who staggered a little but did not fall.

Jiselle quickly moved and struck the back of the mercenaries' heads.

Phew!

"Ugh!"

Phew!

"Ouch!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Every time Jiselle struck, the mercenaries who had not mastered mana rolled their eyes and fainted.

His mana management skills were at the same level as in his previous life. It was not a problem to appropriately control his power and stun his opponent.

No matter how excellent the Drake mercenary group was, few people outside of the executives had mastered mana properly.

"Block the door!"

As Giselle shouted, instantly stunning all the mercenaries inside, the knights blocked the broken door.

The mercenaries outside kept trying to push their way in, but it was difficult to break through the knights blocking the narrow space.

Dominic watched the scene with an expression of disbelief.

"Why are the knights here?"

They looked like they were beginner level knights, but they were knights who used mana. Furthermore, the level of the impostor was so high that it was difficult to guess their level even if he saw them.

For a moment, my head became so complicated that I couldn't do anything. I couldn't move rashly without understanding the situation.

Is Martin trying to strike them down? And the hostages? Or another nobleman with a grudge? Or another prince of the Marquis who is fighting over the succession with Martin?

As all sorts of thoughts were running through my head and I was losing my mind, Jiselle suddenly reached out her hand.

"Throw away these things. I'll give you something better. Honestly, I feel a little… … yeah."

The door to the treasure chest opened and various items were dragged out following Giselle's gestures.

"Uh, uh, uh?"

Dominic waved his hand in the air without realizing it. How can things fly and move in the sky on their own?

At that moment, I remembered something I had read in 'The Chronicles of the Earl of Fenris'. It clearly said that the Earl of Fenris could freely move objects around him.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

You should check before your favorite items disappear.

But Giselle paid no attention to Dominic's words and clenched her fists toward the pile of treasures in front of her.

Dominic, sensing ominousness, cried out desperately.

"Oh, no!"

"Okay."

Kwajik!

All of his favorite items were torn to pieces at once. Dominic cried as he watched the pieces of his favorite items fall meaninglessly to the floor.

"You bastard! How dare you touch my precious belongings!"

What a collection of items! How much money and time must have gone into collecting these!

Dominic didn't just collect those items as a follower. His favorite items were the only refuge that soothed his mind whenever he was tired and worn out.

The guy in front of me didn't understand the mind of such a 'collector' at all and got rid of the treasure.

"Die!"

Dominic, blinded by rage, swung his sword as he lunged straight at Giselle.

Pfft!

Brilliant speed and clean strikes.

It was a skill better than that of some of the knights of Fenris. Even Jiselle was momentarily impressed.

But to that extent, he couldn't be a match for Giselle.

"You're drunk. Get some sleep and wake up. You should have a conversation with a clear mind."

Phew!

Giselle, who dodged the attack easily, landed a strong punch on Dominic's temple.

"Keuk… … ."

Dominic had never felt such a powerful blow in his life. It was just one blow, but it made his head spin.

'Ahh… … It's hazy.'

Who would have thought that he would pass out from one punch.

In Dominic's eyes as he fell, he saw Giselle's eyes emitting a red light.

"… … It was real."

Kuung.

With those words, Dominic fainted.