Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 496

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Should I call this a gift from the captain?

No, that’s not it.

It’s not like the boatman pushed us into the desert.

Then should I say that it was a gift from the sorcerer who split my head before flying away?

Not all of them.

It was a coincidence and luck, but in other words, it was possible because there was a time in the past when I struggled to get an opportunity.

Encrid stood up from his seat without thinking.

I wanted to try something with my body, but to do that, I had to get my body back to normal first.

It is said that the body is reborn endlessly, so if you move, it will get better.

It wasn’t based on any theory, but rather on my own feelings.

Because it’s not so painful that I’m dying anymore.

I started eating porridge and drinking water little by little and I gradually felt better.

“You must not move yet.”

Enrique tried to stop him from the side, but Encrid shook his head.

“I think it will be okay.”

“Is it because you have good resilience, or is it because you have the blood of a Prok from your ancestors?”

“I have been training hard all the time.”

It was the correct answer, but Enri just thought it was a joke.

I’m not kidding, how can a person who died of dehydration come back to life in two days and run around in three days?

Well, that shouldn’t be a problem.

As I was going out and stretching my muscles by bending over and turning my arms to lightly stretch my body, a few Westerners who were loitering around approached me and made eye contact.

“Can we move already?”

“I wonder if it will work.”

“also.”

All the Westerners stayed here and no one said anything.

No, it was there at first, but now it’s gone.

It was a small oasis village, a place without a name. If I had to give it a name, I would say it was a village with low walls.

Anyway, this village was taken over by the Western Clan.

It all happened in just one fight.

This town was home to several criminals from the continent or those driven out from the West.

Although there was an oasis, it was small and more desolate than the west, and the village lived off scraps from the desert.

It was a place where you could see a desert on one side and a wasteland on the other.

A few old rascals who had been staying in the village had their eyes on some western women and were playing tricks on them.

“Hey, don’t you know you have to pay rent to stay here?”

There were some guys who took over the entire oasis and banded together to form a criminal guild.

Among them, a man named Buguildjang stepped forward.

The gathered Westerners did not look well armed and their gaunt bodies may have looked weak due to poor nutrition.

Or maybe he’s just an idiot.

If you lived near the West, you should know how brutal Westerners can be.

In Rem’s eyes, both were mortal sins. Some were done without knowing, others were done knowingly.

So I swung my axe without saying a word.

Encrid didn’t see it, but according to Enri, it was a feat where an axe flew by itself, split the opponent’s head, and returned.

By then, Encrid was unconscious.

“Are you awake?”

Encred woke up for the third time just as Rem was calming down the village, and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Rem’s face, so he wondered if this was some kind of nightmare.

“Is this a nightmare?”

Now it was much easier to talk. It was all thanks to Enri’s devoted care.

“Did you have a nightmare?”

Rem asked back. It seemed like he hadn’t even been worried in the first place.

“no.”

“Then what are you talking about?”

“I’m telling you to move your face away.”

“What the hell, is that something you say to the person who came out to greet you? That?”

“huh.”

Ayul said, pulling Rem from behind.

“It’s not like I can’t say it.”

In fact, their faces weren’t that close. It was a sign of joy.

Rem also ended up laughing out loud.

“Did you enjoy your time exploring the desert?”

“It was moderately fun.”

It wasn’t a joke. It was real. I was wandering through the desert and seeing something new.

Then Luagarne said that the four demons had gathered the westerners here.

Dunbakel was loitering beside me, saying he didn’t think I would die.

After holding out for three more days, stretching out a bit, the chieftain said he would leave Rem and Ayul behind and go back.

“Now we too must return to our original lives, so I will be going now.”

The chieftain left with the westerner without asking for anything or demanding anything. He looked like he had not eaten properly, but his attitude was dignified.

Gulp.

Although such a sound was heard from the departing chieftain’s ship, Encred pretended not to hear it.

“Come play again.”

Before Geomna-rae left, he came and said.

“Then I will show you a taste of sorcery.”

“Can I show you now?”

“I will take care of your body.”

Somehow I had a feeling that when Rem got older, she would speak like a blacksmith.

“Let’s do that.”

“okay.”

Suddenly, Geomna-rae hit his chest with his fist.

As they left together, familiar faces greeting each other one by one, Jiba shed tears.

“Don’t forget me, sir.”

If Chiba speaks.

“Who is the West?”

Luagarne refuted those words in real time from the side.

“My virginity is yours.”

Then, Ziva spoke again without even pretending to hear, and Luagarne continued to respond.

“Since when?”

“I will never forget you, I will definitely come back to you.”

“Don’t run away. If you do, you’ll end up as a feast for demons.”

It was as if the two were having a banter as Luagarne responded to each of Ziva’s words one by one.

Encred watched blankly as most of the Westerners left.

Even though I heard that he burned everything, including the preservation food, in search of me, he left without showing off even once. I thought that this was because it was the Western way, but listening to Rem, it didn’t seem to be like that.

“I think it’s because I think what the captain did was more important. Westerners are picky about what needs to be picked on.”

Encred thought he had received more than he deserved.

In the first place, I received something from Rem.

Anyway, after the Westerner left, Encred spent half the day practicing isolation techniques and the other half meditating.

While meditating, Encred chewed over the day he had repeated.

It wasn’t to relive the pain.

It was to review what he had done, even though he was half out of his mind at that moment.

It wasn’t a fight or a battle.

‘There is something to learn from everything you see.’

It was said that this is so for those who are prepared.

Who told you this? I don’t even remember, but it was true.

When you walk and walk in the desert, how can you take one more step when you have absolutely no strength left in your body?

There was a time when I felt something like regret.

Should I have pushed myself to increase my speed when I had the strength?

But Encred quickly shook off his distracting thoughts, and instead of regretting, he put strength into his legs. That was after he had used all his strength.

I took one step at a time, one step at a time, in a state of exhaustion. How? It was will. It was will.

‘Rejection is also a will.’

Moving forward will also be possible.

When you swing a sword, you also have the will to cut.

The knight uses only part of the will. What about the knight?

The words of Lebart, the false knight under Count Molsen, came to mind.

“You just need to learn each ability to the level of a knight.”

He believed so and modified his body. He became a chimera knight.

So was it a real article? No.

So why did he make that choice?

It might be because I focused on what would change if I dealt with Will.

Encred doesn’t know Learbart.

But I could tell what desires and wants he had.

I want to be a knight. Why can’t I be? Why can’t I be, even though I swing my sword day and night?

When he started from desire and reached despair, he would have seen the difference.

When asked, “What makes a knight different?” he came up with things like strength and speed.

Will is something that allows us to overcome human limitations due to intangible power.

Encred went further in his proposition that each ability would be learned at knight level.

‘What if you put will into every action?’

I put Will into everything from my toes to my fingertips to mimic the knight’s strike.

What is the principle? Did you know it? You did it without knowing it. And yet you imitated the knight’s blow.

‘Eat, sleep, and shit.’

Can you hold Will until he gets up and lies down?

Wouldn’t that make a difference?

It was just a random thought. It was a conclusion I reached while wandering in the desert.

How about trying out the isolation technique right now?

From the process of intention and will to the action itself, nothing was easy.

It wasn’t something I could do right away even if I wanted to.

But it didn’t matter.

Because taking steps forward in everything was what Encred did best.

I felt relieved that the clue was clearly visible and that I had caught it, and that all I had to do was move forward.

But that wasn’t all I had to do.

Rem was waiting for him right away.

“Just tell me when you’re ready.”

They said that if you find a spell, things will change.

If you don’t wonder how things could have changed, you’re not a human being.

“Spend more time with Ayul.”

When I get better, it’s time to go back. Then Ayul will have to go back too.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be waiting. If Rem dies, please let me know. I need to reunite.”

Rem nodded at Ayul’s prayer for her husband to be alive and well.

“Yeah, when I die, you can live with another man. But is there anyone who fights better than me?”

Ayul’s ideal type has been the same since she was young. A man who has the ability to at least beat her.

Even if you stripped down a Westerner, it wouldn’t be common.

“If you don’t have one, just grow one.”

Ayul answered nonchalantly.

This may also be a Westerner’s habit.

Or maybe it’s because Rem and the female Rem.

It is a time to focus on recovery, to meditate again, and to repeat the same actions.

Encred himself didn’t know if the method he had found was the right one.

In fact, saying it was wrong didn’t change anything.

When did you ever walk knowing the way?

I got up and started walking along the path I had been crawling along, and I started seeing milestones along the path I had walked.

It was a path I walked even when I didn’t have that.

Encrid stayed at the oasis for another week.

In the meantime, Rem suggested that some westerners be called here and that some sort of upper house be organized.

Thanks to that incident, the twins returned to the oasis.

“If you drain all the water from this oasis, it will dry up in no time. It’s not really a valuable land.”

All that’s around is desert and wasteland, so the twins see it as worthless.

Enri stepped forward and explained that part.

“It’s worth it.”

“what?”

“which?”

The twins turned their heads at the same time, which to everyone else was just curious, but to Enri it was a little creepy.

Those two were westerners and looked like they would throw the spears they were holding if they got in trouble.

Enri thought that if she could successfully travel up from here to the trading city, she could make a pretty big Krona.

It was a conclusion based on the experience I gained from wandering around for a while.

Of course, not everything will go as planned, but I promised to help Encred if he needed it.

Among them, I received a bow that looked obviously precious.

“You take it.”

Enri continued, holding the bow, recalling the moment she received the bow.

“You can sell things like lizard skins and obsidian in the desert.”

“where?”

“If you take it to the southern trading cities, you will make a lot of profit.”

“Where is that?”

It was somewhere in the southeastern part of a continent unfamiliar to the twins.

So, I was talking about a trading city-state that exists at the junction of a large river, next to the southern great nation, further southeast from Naurilia.

I’ve only heard stories about Encrid, but it seems like Enri did some work there too.

Long-distance trade is impossible on this continent because of the demons and beasts, but occasionally there are those who make it successful.

As I wandered around, my eyes opened and the circumstances helped me, so it happened.

Enri did that just now.

I missed the jewel-eared fox, but something even bigger rolled in.

The bow he was holding in his hand right now would have been more expensive than the jewels on the fox’s ears.

Enrique explained calmly, and Encrid relaxed beside her.

After a week of rest and drinking plenty of water, I finally feel the strength in my hands.

“Rem, come out. I’ll break your arrogant nose.”

Encred called Rem kindly and affectionately.

Rem came out, yawning and scratching her cheek.

“Oh, why today? It’s not like I cried and said it hurt after getting hit.”

Encred held Aker tightly and looked ahead.

I’m going to fight it once and see how useful that magic really is.

On the outside it looked the same as before.

Encred momentarily forgot that Rem was a more sinister man than he thought.

That was the problem.

hook.

When the axe flew in without any preparation and reached his nose, Encred felt that it was twice as fast as Rem’s previous swings.

At the same time, he raised Aker.

earth.

Instead of bouncing off, the axe went up the Aker with a rumble, and then suddenly split into eight prongs.

Only then did Encred see Rem properly.

Behind his body, a young blue beast-like thing was gently swooping down on him.