Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 498

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It was similar to when I came back.

Camping, watching the crackling campfire, occasionally sparring with Rem.

Encred focused on repeating what he had learned in the meantime and recalling what he had realized earlier.

What happens immediately after realizing it? That wasn’t it.

‘How can I use Will at every moment, even when I’m sleeping?’

I had to think hard. I had to think hard and try different things.

Not everything goes as planned, but there was no need to be impatient.

It was a night of sleeping out. I was sitting in a strange place, my face illuminated by the light, with a campfire, people, a bright moon and stars in the background.

“If it takes at most four days, the god of heaven will shed some water.”

Rem said.

In continental terms, it meant that it was going to rain. It was the time when the seasons were changing.

That time of year when the hot weather subsides and seasonal rain pours down.

Perhaps the rain will fall lightly for a few days, then stop and then pour again.

There is still a little more time left until it pours down.

“Ouch, it’s raining.”

Dunbakel hated rain. He didn’t have any airborne disease, but he just hated water.

It was just a matter of taste. Most people are reluctant to wash, but Dunbakel seemed to be even more so.

I finished my training and came across a stream along the way, where I washed my dishes and took a quick bath.

I could have stopped by Thousand Bricks, but since that would have meant returning, I decided to camp.

There was nothing inconvenient.

Luagarne provided for her own meals, while Dunbakel diligently hunted game and such.

They even caught large deer and preyed on them.

The cooking was done by Rem and Encred, so it was pretty good for a field meal.

“You sent people to the West?”

Next up on the rain story, Rem asked across the campfire.

“Because there’s not enough food.”

Encred said as he cut off a piece of the thigh of the roasted deer he had killed yesterday and was eating today and put it in his mouth.

Salted and sprinkled with spices from the West, the roasted meat has a rich, savory flavor.

Upon thinking about it again, Rem realized that this author was surprisingly meticulous.

It’s been like that since I was a squad leader.

Because he was the kind of person who would take on all the annoying tasks and always start by respecting others, no matter what.

‘You listened to my story well, too.’

Do you think everyone accepted him as a squad leader just because he held out well?

That wasn’t it.

Encred knew how to listen to other people’s stories.

Whether it be your own words, or the stories of a stray kitten, a stray cat, or a religious teddy bear.

It was the same even then.

The night sky, the stars and two moons in the sky, a bonfire, late at night, a day when I had nothing to do because I couldn’t even see the monsters, and I just washed up and sat down without any training.

We didn’t really talk about anything, but when I asked him why he had sent people to the West, he said he had ordered them to send a lot of food.

They must have arrived by now and the chieftain must be crying, right?

I have been a person who easily gets sentimental since I was young.

and.

“I’m going to go back first.”

Dunbakel spoke immediately. Encrid listened to his words without letting them slip away.

Rem reflected on himself for beating up Suin yesterday under the pretext of sparring.

‘Do you want to stop getting hit?’

I wanted to dismiss it and say it was ridiculous, but Encred came first.

“Would you like that?”

It was as if it was no big deal.

White hair, golden eyes, and a red glow centered around the bridge of the nose illuminated Su-in’s face.

One was the red glow of the bonfire and the other was the moonlight, which was shining brightly today.

There was no wind, so the embers of the bonfire rose high into the sky.

Knock knock.

It was also a night when the sound of wood burning was quite pleasant.

“I’m going to go east.”

Dunbakel continued.

“Why the East?”

Encred asked, turning the skewer of thigh meat he had placed by the campfire.

Dunbakke was not a fluent speaker. Instead, he did not choose his words.

“I thought I would learn something if I went under the King of the East.”

I want to learn more.

Who here would understand this statement best?

Why?

Would it be enough to stay here?

There was a lot to find fault with, but it was obvious that he had been thinking about it for a while. Did he think about such things while he was just sitting there blankly? I’ve seen him do that a few times.

I didn’t know that might be the case.

“Okay.”

Encred met Dunbakel’s eyes once and nodded.

“Do you think there won’t be anyone nagging you if you go there?”

Rem added a word.

“I’m not leaving because of nagging. And I’ll be back.”

There is something built up over the days of self-denial, of running away, of running away, of surviving.

It is proof.

I want to let the world know that I am not wrong, that I was born, that I lived, and that it is okay to live. I wanted to let the world know.

The only thing Dunbakel knew how to do was fight. So he had to be good at that.

It wasn’t just about doing well and ending it.

The opportunity and the stimulation that led to this were all received from a man named Encred.

Why did she see a man as an object of desire? I thought it was because she wanted to leave behind descendants, but that wasn’t the case.

Because I wanted to be respected for something other than my skills.

So is it the same now? No.

Encrid no longer seemed like an object of desire.

He is a light that never goes out. At least to Dunbakel, he was.

The problem is that your own sword skills don’t help much.

If Suin is only good at fighting and he is weak, what use is he?

Do you still want to be a ‘woman’ to prove yourself?

‘I don’t like that.’

Dunbakel was honest with me. As a woman, proof? At least not now.

Her experiences in the city of Oara helped her grow.

That’s why she left.

In the East, there is a monster that has risen above the knights as a water man.

Dunbakel realized instinctively.

The King of the East is Suin, and he will be the best signpost at present.

So I’m going to learn his skills somehow. Even if it means stealing them.

If I left this place, it would get worse.

If you are the king of the east, that rugged terrain will be a good stage for you.

My short-term goal was to go and face death and somehow survive.

So I will come back again and prove myself by standing next to the opportunity and stimulus.

Encred’s dream seemed big, grand, and so difficult.

Even if the result at the end was failure, I wanted to be a sword next to him.

It was Dunbakel’s long-term goal. It was the way to prove himself.

“What a surprise.”

Rem said angrily.

“A savage with a broken head.”

Let Dunbakel express his feelings without hesitation.

“Yeah, okay, let’s get some. It’s a duel. Oh my.”

Rem clenched his fists and tried to get up.

“Leave it.”

Encred stopped him. Rem really didn’t intend to beat him up. It was acceptable to tolerate Dunbakel’s whining once in a while.

“It’s a long way to the East.”

Encred explained the route to the best of his knowledge. Dunbakel also had a plan of his own.

“I’m going to stop by Martai to replenish supplies.”

“Sometimes you wear something hanging from your neck.”

Rem was amazed.

“Yeah. Different from everyone else.”

Dunbakel ended up getting hit in the head.

Encrid chuckled.

“It is a bad habit to laugh at others being hit.”

Was it since Oara?

At some point, Dunbakel started to just blurt out what was on his mind.

“Even in the East, there must be a lot of people who want to catch you and kill you.”

Encred expressed his honest concerns.

“If you weren’t going to say everything you wanted to say, you wouldn’t have even said you were going to the East.”

Dunbakel was unwavering because his decision was made.

“That’s right. If you have chosen a path, then it’s right to go forward.”

Luagarne spoke while stirring the campfire next to her.

Crackle, crackle, the sparks shot up into the sky and then disappeared.

Some dreams are just like a spark.

It briefly illuminates the wide, vast night sky and then disappears.

But knowing that, even though the end is in sight, there’s no reason to stop.

That’s why Encrid cheered on Dunbakel.

Wherever you go in the East, if there is something you want and desire, then it is right to do so.

The night had deepened. Two humans, one waterman, and one frog, wearing wide cloaks, lay down by the fire. It was time to sleep.

We all lay side by side, feeling some warmth and support. The moonlight was especially beautiful and bright today.

If someone were to draw this on canvas, it might look like a scene from a lyrical painting.

Rem, lying down in the warmth, said.

“Hey, dumbass, what are you going to do? It’s your turn on night watch.”

Dunbakel got up with a gasp.

“I forgot.”

“It’s a boast.”

“Not to brag, but anyone can do it.”

“… … It’s not wrong, but why do you keep wanting to get beat up?”

“That’s because you have a violent nature. You can’t get your temper satisfied without beating someone up.”

“Rem.”

After finally stopping Rem from putting his hand on the axe, Encred closed his eyes.

Even though his life had just been threatened, Dunbakel was still humming.

Dunbakel’s humming permeated the crackling, burning campfire.

It was a good lullaby.

* * *

When is the prime of life for an average human being?

They say that giants are like that from the moment they are born until the moment they die.

They say that Prok is most true to his desires.

That was right.

Luagarne felt that his fighting style and overall skills had improved a bit recently.

They say that humans have a short prime but a great burning flame.

The prime of life is a meaningless word for fairies and dwarves, but for humans, life is short.

To be more precise, for humans or beasts, youth is the prime of life.

The period when people who use their bodies shine the most is usually between the ages of twenty and thirty.

Even if you hold it for a long time, it’s under forty.

So, are there no people who grow after they turn thirty?

‘Yes.’

That is why Luagarne decided that the prime of life is different for everyone.

The evidence was right before my eyes.

Even though Encred is in her mid-thirties, she has grown and shines brighter than ever.

Those who entered the stage of knighthood would need another standard in their prime, and it was unclear how Encred would develop at that time.

That’s what still makes Luagarne’s ‘it’ run.

“It’s fun.”

That’s why I said this while walking.

“what?”

Encred asked.

Instead of answering, Luagarne began to teach.

Even though his skills are inferior to those of the man in front of him, he still has a lot to teach.

“Are all articles the same?”

Encred’s eyes began to shine as Luagarne asked the question.

It was a funny question. I wasn’t particularly curious about what he meant by fun. I could ask him what was fun later. If he didn’t want to answer, he didn’t have to listen.

“It will be different.”

Encred answered.

That’s what I experienced.

“The article on writing has established the content. Would you like to hear it?”

The title of the knight of the writing was a nickname for a historically famous knight who wrote and recited poetry himself.

He was also an eccentric who was more passionate about teaching writing than teaching swordsmanship.

“Don’t listen.”

Encred’s walking speed slowed down a little. That’s how the story began.

Rem, who was walking along, also listened.

It was an interesting story in many ways.

I also wondered what the difference was between witchcraft and sorcery.

“What do you think will be the biggest difference when you become a knight?”

“eye.”

Encred answered immediately.

The fact that things looked different was something I also felt.

The times when I was a junior officer were different, and now is different.

This is something that changes as you learn every day.

It’s roughly what you call the eyes, but in reality, it’s a different feeling that encompasses all five senses, including the sixth sense.

Rem nodded.

“Starting from that, the criteria for the article are divided. The first is the eyes. Let’s call it the future.”

It was like an eye that could see an inch ahead.

In other words, it refers to the ability to read and understand the intentions of an opponent through his or her actions.

Although it is called a keen eye, it basically refers to the sense of understanding others.

So, the future vision and insight were used interchangeably to mean the same thing.

“Next comes the eyes, then the body, the armor.”

Luagarne said, looking at Encred’s side with her big eyes.

This is the side that was torn by Rem’s kick.

Encred’s body was unusually strong compared to that of a normal person.

I had beaten my body to the point of being ignorant. It was the method that Audin had taught me.

“Ironclad, it refers to the skin of the entire body becoming hardened by the will.”

Rem nodded again. There was something similar about witchcraft.

“Next is Kang-gak, the strong bridge.”

A few more concepts popped up after that.

With insight, you can see clearly and instantly become stronger and your leg muscles will become stronger.

There is expansion, transition, utterance, time.

Expansion is the spreading of the will throughout the body without obstruction.

Transference was the transfer of Will to another place.

It is said that even words can have will, but Rem also shook his head slightly and said, “Hmm.”

They say that time walks in different time zones.

Even though I heard it, half of it was incomprehensible.

Encrid did.

But Rem understood what was being said. Even though some of it was awkward, she felt most of it.

“It’s something that can’t be explained in words. You have to try it to understand.”

Rem added as they walked.

I couldn’t put into words the subtle sensations I got from feeling omnipotent and then taking control.

Encred nodded blandly.

When I heard stories like this, it felt like a burning fire was still rising inside me.

I will become a knight.

Because I ran and ran hoping for that and got here.

“And there were two things that the author of this article was not sure about.”

“What is that?”

Rem asked back. It seemed like a somewhat correct story, and from what I’ve heard so far, it wasn’t an exaggeration.

The person who wrote it said it was a journalist, so that must be right.

“They say there is a stage that does not dry out and does not break, and that is called Usuke. They say that the possession itself has another stage, and that is called Indules. It is an ancient language.”

This is the first time I’ve heard of this.

Rem passed and Encred carved them one by one.

Now that I’ve tried it, I’ve realized something new.

Regardless of talent or anything else, you have to climb up each and every step.

Meanwhile, Miraesi and Cheolgap were the first to begin training.

“You said it was a training method for members who were deeply immersed in religion? That’s a training method that has been used to strengthen the paladins for generations, so I wonder where you learned it.”

Luagarne continued. Encrid and Rem were both roughly the same, but it seemed like they knew where Audin had learned it.

Where could he be? It was easy to guess where he was from just by looking at his actions.

“Go.”

At the crossroads in the middle, Dunbakel left.

You won’t get bitten to death by a monster as you pass by.

Even if Rem were to get his hands on him here, with Dunbakel’s skills, he could be treated as a monster in a small town.

Since your ears are bright at night, you won’t let your guard down even while sleeping, and there’s no danger of being alone.

“good.”

“If you leave and get lost, you can’t come back.”

“If you walk the way you want, then that is your true walking.”

Dunbakel waved his hand at Encred, Rem, and Luagarne’s greetings and turned to leave.

Again, Encred and the rest walked steadily, should we call it Border Guard territory?

As Encred himself stepped onto the land he had been given as general, he saw a construction site blocking his way.

A new city was being built on a land where there had been nothing before, with walls being built.

A group of people who appear to have come from the guild of stonecutters and stonemasons.

There was even a group of soldiers staying in tents next to it.

Knock knock knock.

The group started to walk quickly as it started to rain.

“How long has it been since it rained?”

Luagarne was very happy.

She wasn’t a frog, but she was a frog who loved rain.

Encrid realized that autumn had arrived.

Lower temperatures and falling seasonal rain.

Those things were the first to welcome him back.