Chapter 212 – Baron Yu-Hee (39)

213. Baron Yoo-hee (39)

Baron Roshkesta is already a place like a powder keg.

It wasn’t strange that an uprising caused by tyranny had occurred in the past, and if there were things that could alleviate it, it was the rare good deeds of Trisha and the philanthropic activities of the Berkeley family.

However, this support was also often exploited in the middle, and it was obvious that most of those who were intercepted were people who were in the baron family. If they weren’t related to Darren or the Baron, they were territorial people who were being levied to the point where they could be caught.

But, like all great events, there needs to be a decisive cause for things to happen.

The first was the death of the most prominent notable in the barony.

Early in the morning, the body of this old celebrity was found in an alley by a woman. This old man of high stature for his moral character had already turned down the baron’s treasurer. In addition, he worked hard to improve welfare and became a spiritual supporter who was adored by others.

To think that such an old man is lying in a corner of an alley.

Buzz buzz.

-Barrett…. Did you see the baron’s son-in-law the other day when he came down to town? Why, when he rents out his entire restaurant to meet his fiancée his?
– I don’t remember. At that time, the elder met the child while begging. Since the baron won’t meet him, he asks me to meet him somehow, or even this tax proposal, can I review it later… ? . Well, I threw it away right away. No way?
-Okay! Those dirty bastards. If it’s not because it’s an eye thorn, what is it? It’s almost obvious!
-Shh. Shh… !! I want you to lower your voice.
-Damn it….

The second issue was the most realistic, and as soon as morning came, notices were posted all over the place to drastically increase the tax rate for the summer quarter.

-Hey, do you mean to pay more here?
-My house is barely feeding our family…. Sobbing.
– Guys, have you heard the news of the elder? I heard that in the morning…….
– What, what.

Of course, the locals could not stand by any longer. It’s because it crossed that line at the moment.

In response, a few brave people who had nothing more to lose went to the gate of the baron first to argue, and the initial response was also crazy.

-What. Get out of here! If you have something to suggest, I told you to put it in writing!

When the number was insignificant, the guards took out their swords as usual, threatened them, and drove them away. After this happened, various exaggerated rumors began to spread. Regarding a series of things, stabbing or imprisoning people……. Such exaggerated agitation was, of course, led by Berkeley figures disguised as commoners.

By the time the surprised head of the baron realized the situation and tried to take action, it was already too late. Trying to put out the fire in a hurry might seem like an ugly excuse, but above all, the outside situation was not serious, so I couldn’t go out.

An uprising was already brewing within the barony.

……………

“How long will everyone be patient! If you can, bring something from home. Let’s attack together!”

-Wow!!

‘Great. As the head of the household said, they gather well. Kick kick. It’s pretty fun, isn’t it? It looks like they are herding sheep.’

The mercenaries secretly hired by the Berkeleys, dressed in commoners’ clothes, stood in front of the people and encouraged others to participate.

At first, the lower class and the serfs, and eventually the common people joined the ranks, and the number of people participating in the popular uprising increased like a snowball. Hundreds of villagers were already following the disguised mercenaries. The mercenaries are holding sharp scythes almost reminiscent of Said, and some people thought it was strange, but soon they followed them as if it was good.

Youngjimin united as one. (It’s a funny story, but it’s also because Raoul’s suggestion made everyone physically close)

“Ah! Help me… !!”
“These damn bitches! You must have had a lot of fun while eating with them, right?”
“Draw them all out!”

Dressed in all sorts of luxuries, Darren and her baron’s women are dragged out of the house one by one, insulted and pointed at. Of course, most of them were women or old people, and young men in high spirits marched toward their final destinations carrying farm tools and weapons.

…………

Brion, called the captain of the defense among his men, he sighed heavily as he saw the scene before his eyes.

“Is this all?”

“Yes, yes. Captain.”

Inside the baron’s house located on a gentle hill, he was gathering as many soldiers as possible. These were, in fact, enlisted soldiers who acted as bodyguards so that the members of the baron family could live happily, but no matter how much they scraped together, there were only a few dozen of them.

‘To protect a place like this?’

Outnumbered, his action was to block the gates and sit on top of the refined white stone wall, which is a pity to even call it this fortress wall. However, thanks to the fire at the arsenal, more than half of the archers needed for the sit-in were naturally lost. Why is the arsenal suddenly burning? Brian is no fool. I had already noticed that something had intervened, but I had no time to pay attention to that.

The fire fell on my feet right away, and the villagers were already rushing to the bottom of the hill.

‘Fuck. How are you going to hold on to these guys who don’t have any real combat experience? I’m lucky if I wield the sword properly. Rather, where did the baron go? Wouldn’t it be okay if I sent an escort knight?’

Upon arriving at the gate of the Baron House, the young people grind their teeth far and wide and look at the soldiers who are aiming their bows at the top of this low wall. Some of them still wanted to resolve the current situation through negotiations. Eventually, the march slowed down and stopped at a certain point.

But being so sluggish doesn’t mean anything.

The disguised mercenaries made eye contact with each other and incited the people violently as planned.

“Are you going to end here? Everyone, let’s go forward!”
“I came to tell you that I can’t live at all, but the result is that you point a weapon at us!”

Quantitative advantage instills courage in people. Eventually, as the mercenaries shouted ‘Waaaaa!’ And charged, even the villagers in the rear charged after them as if they were possessed by the wave. Some were knocked down by the arrows, but the people who were more excited about it clung to the wall like a wave. After such a stuck situation lasted for a while, cracks started to appear.

“Wait, boss! They came over to the low wall over there!”
“What? This, what the fuck…!”

Letting hundreds of people inside at once makes things difficult. Leaving only a minimal number of men at the front, Brion led his men and ran straight into their driveway.

“Keep it out at all costs!”

“Kick kick. I came in hard, but I can’t. Ugh!”
“Aagh!”

Soldiers who want to have no real combat experience are no match for carefully selected mercenaries. As he began to cut through the soldiers with his skillful swordsmanship, the frightened soldiers threw down their weapons and surrendered before even ten of them were killed.

‘Let’s hit it.’

Seeing signs of encirclement, Brion quickly gave up and surrendered as well.

I wish I could survive among the angry mob, but it was Brion who so desperately wished.

-Baron, show yourself in front of us right now!!
-Bring out that son too!!
-Those who forcibly abused my daughter!

The villagers continued to climb up the hill, and eventually surrounded the mansion and started a sit-in.

“Ooh, what if they attack us too?”
“…… Don’t worry! If you stay still, I’m sure it won’t do you any harm.”

The servants inside were trembling with fear. Some servants plucked up courage and peeked their heads out the window, but there were countless of them.

At first glance, maintaining the status quo has reached an impossible level.

The villagers kept calling out to the baron to come out, but there was no sign of anything in the mansion and there was no response. It’s silly, but of course there’s a reason.

That would be the case, since he was no longer in the baron family.

The back door was wider than usual.

…………

…………

In any case, it was clear that Brion’s sit-in outside had bought him some time. With the momentum of the wave of attacks while killing his own soldiers, Baron Rosh Kesta could easily guess that this would not end peacefully, so he chose to preserve his life his.

As long as your head is attached, you can do whatever you want to do, whether it’s training later or not.

All over again….

The four horses tried hard to run through the woods, but were forced to slow down. The road is so bumpy and there are so many stones that if the horses get hurt here, it’s the end.

Grabbing the reins, the baron lifted his head, looked up at the ridge behind him, and immediately let out a disgust.

“Cursed bastards!”

“Well, I’m glad you got out. Father.”

The Baron, Darren, Bellick, and Carcel, a newly recruited escort knight in place of Bellick.

These four managed to get out and were on the run.

In other words, Trisha and Stella are not included in the group.

As the situation progressed so rapidly, Bellick took care of the nearby heir, Darren, first, but he said that the women gave him a word to get someone else to take him out. The baron felt a strange sense of difference in Bellick’s quick-tempered appearance of his, which was comparable to his usual gangsterism of his, but …. Anyway, as the situation was, he had no choice but to nod and agree.

To begin with, they don’t even know how to ride a horse.
If you slow down for no reason and catch up…….

“…………….”

The baron kept his mouth shut.

“Father. Where are you going?”

“Let’s go to Viscount Alfonso for now. ……… Shit. I’m going to watch the old man split the thread. There will be a price to pay, but it doesn’t matter. I will subdue those bastards of mine……… Peel?”

The baron who found something strangely cut off his voice and stared at it.

“Ah, father. That guy…?”

“Who are you!”

Carcel shouted while drawing his sword on the horse.

In the direction the three eyes were looking at, a man was standing comfortably leaning against a tree with a sword at his side.

A mature man with scars on his face, he wears shabby commoners’ clothes, but he exudes an unusual energy from the outside.

“Bellick, what are you doing? Do you know someone?”
“…………….”

Things took a quick turn when Bellick, who had swallowed her saliva in one gulp, approached the man and attempted to make contact. The man who blinked silently opened his mouth as Bellick came right in front of her.

“Women?”
“Stop it because the situation is urgent. I thought I should take care of an heir for now. Isn’t that important?”
“Haha…. Okay. I mean it was.”

At Bellick’s confident words, the man unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth her.

“Well, then I’ll be gone.”

“For a moment.”

“Why…… Big!”

Hooked

The longsword he unleashed surges upward and stabs Bellick, who is on top of the horse. Bellick, who was not able to properly cope with the speed that was far beyond his reaction speed his, rolled off his horse with a vital point stabbed as it was.

I stabbed Bellick firmly once more in the vicinity of the trembling heart his, and he soon became a limp corpse.

“………….”
“………….”

“You’d be so stupid. I obviously told you to bring all the members of the clan. At least I’ll be the only one bothering you.”

“This, this!!”

Seeing just one attack and realizing the difference in level, Carcel was already running away, kicking his horse as far as he could. It’s not a proper master-servant relationship in the first place, it’s more like a mercenary made of money. He had no real loyalty. The baron and Darren, who glered at him to death, tried to run away quickly, but the man was already right in front of them.

“…… I don’t know who’s behind you, but if you stick with me even now, it’s twice the amount you get! No, I’ll give you three, three times! Okay. If money isn’t enough, I can make you a place inside. I will surely treat you to your satisfaction.”

Why do these clichéd lines always come out from the greedy superiors?

A man with a smile.

“It’s a pity that the young lady took people like you seriously.”

He just swung his sword.