Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 482

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Narae, Garam, Maru, Fortune-teller, Cloud, Hani.

Excluding the minor tribes, the West was home to a total of six tribes.

It was said that several small, nameless tribes came together and developed into one large tribe.

So, if it’s Narae, it’s Narae, if it’s a big river, it’s Big River, if it’s Bal Gureum, it’s Bal Gureum. Also, when calling a tribe that was split into smaller parts, the name was the same as when calling a large tribe.

One adult decided to take his family and move out of the tribe.

But if this adult is a member of the Narae tribe, they call him little Narae.

The largest of these tribes was the Great Narae, and this was the tribe of Rem.

Most western tribal societies were like this.

There was a chieftain, and positions such as the chief warrior and the eldest sorcerer.

The position was both a symbol of power and a symbol of powerlessness.

And Narae was the father of all tribes.

Because Big Wing is the largest of all tribes.

Here’s what Encred had heard about the western tribes several times:

There were plenty of people around to talk to.

There were black dragons, twins, and some warriors from the Maru tribe who kept coming without rest.

After the sparring, there were often people who asked me to teach them, but I said, “What am I going to do when I’m resting from fighting? I’ll just open my mouth.”

Chatting may have been one of the Westerner’s most enjoyable pastimes.

That’s why it was difficult to find a taciturn person.

Anyway, that was the story.

“It’s hard to understand. There’s a concept that once you’re family, always you’re family, and things like that.”

Although Geomna-rae said so, Encrid quickly understood.

Because I grew up in a town like that too.

Even on the continent, small villages would form in areas where monsters were rare.

It’s a village, not a city.

Starting with the clan village, a clan town where people of mixed blood lived together, most people were relatives just across the bridge.

Even if an outsider comes in, things are generally similar.

It is a village where people live together almost like family even though they are not related by blood.

The village where Encred grew up was not a clan, but it had a similar structure.

Because it was a village formed by refugees from the war.

That was the beginning of the village.

It was a small house, barely holding about fifty people, where wounded people from all over the continent gathered.

It was also where Encred began his dream.

A place where there was an apple seller who cut out the rotten parts of apples.

A place where there was an old maid who roasted potatoes over a campfire.

A place where there is a hunched, swearing old woman who once sold her body.

A place where mercenaries fled from fighting and battle.

If it weren’t for the relative rarity of demons and beasts, this village would have disappeared long ago.

It has not developed into a city because there is no special food or place to stay, and it has no value as a trade route, but it is a place where people live by scraping by.

“I will repay you as much as I have received.”

Should I call it a dispatch?

Anyway, before stepping forward, Geomna-rae smiled and said with her fangs exposed.

A certain tragedy was clearly visible in the laughter.

It was the typical spirit of someone who risks their life.

‘It’s revenge.’

We had a similar concept in my town.

If you don’t retaliate, you’ll look ridiculous, and if you look ridiculous, you’ll become a target for plunder.

It may not have been exactly the same reason, but it sounded similar to Encred.

Geomna-rae wore faded fur, and the part of her head that she wore was shaped like a wolf.

If you lie down with your head down, you will look like a wolf.

The veins still visible on his upper arm were purple, but the black hairs showed no sign of falling out.

He was a warrior who led all, a foremost warrior.

As the foremost warrior of the Great Wing, how could I get involved in a fight like this?

Of course, the Westerners weren’t just taking it easy. They were also preparing for something.

He gathered warriors and rebelled against the curse and did so.

The person leading this work was the chieftain of Narae.

‘Oh, God, look after us.’

The chieftain stood next to Geomna-rae, his anxiety hidden.

If we just get hit and end it, the enemy will be more proud.

Normally, Ulquiorra would have said, “It’s dark morning,” and tried to hold back, but he didn’t have the luxury of doing that.

As soon as the curse was recognized, the eldest sorcerer stopped it and suppressed the curse through several experiments.

That alone was a huge blow.

Because the eldest sorcerer and the chief warrior were struck by the curse.

If you think about it the other way around, if it weren’t for those two, most of them would have been cursed.

‘The two of them prevented misfortune.’

It was like blocking the incoming water with a large rock. If you block it with a rock, the small streams will trickle down, but you can block the large flow that comes rushing in once.

In the meantime, if you buy time and dig up the dirt to make a wall, you can block even a small stream.

That’s what I was trying to do.

Although the soothsayer tribe is said to be the most skilled in sorcery, there were many formidable ones among them.

Then two giants appeared. They threatened the five tribes that were gathered around the large wing.

Then, the best warrior of the Maru tribe died.

“I’ll stop it. Everyone, go to the big wing!”

He set out with three warriors to protect the entire Maru tribe.

He was a man who was better at clubbing than sorcery, and he often showed off his club-wielding skills at festivals where each tribe gathered, and he even taught them.

At one time, Rem had learned something from him, but it was a burden to fight against two giants.

Two of those giants were killed, killed by the stranger who came with Rem.

The shock to the Westerners, especially the Maru clan, was enormous.

“Hero!”

It was only natural that one of the Maru clan would shout that. It was only natural.

The chieftain of the Narae tribe continued to gather warriors.

It was to wipe out those who were blocking and holding out for the holy land.

There will be a tribe of fortune tellers there, of course, and there will be giants, and there will be someone who planned this.

Odds? I didn’t have time to think about that.

If you keep doing this, you’ll die of thirst.

To be honest, this fight would have ended a long time ago if the giant cubs had brought their comrades and attacked me, but for some reason they were hesitating.

Thanks to that, I gained some time.

The curse has been broken, and the two giants have been killed.

That was also the starting point.

The chieftain was still anxious.

The thought of stepping forward to avoid being hurt suddenly occurred to me.

Are there only giants gathered in front of the Holy Land? Is that all?

Looking at the situation that was going on, there were more than one or two strange things.

The more I talked to Rem after he returned, the more I felt this way.

“The giant cubs stabbed them a few times and gathered them here like they were hunting each tribe? That’s why many warriors died and they gathered like this?”

“Yeah, maybe he was trying to spread a curse.”

The curse will only be effective if we gather together.

“indeed.”

Rem said after a moment of reflection.

“What happened after everyone gathered?”

“What happened?”

“Did the giant ask for anything more or anything like that?”

To do something like this, there must be intent, and it could be obvious.

This is the West. This is not a land of plenty. Why come here to eat people? It doesn’t add up. Instead, we should raid a few small villages beyond the area we’ve designated as a frontier.

Then why?

The chieftain had no idea why.

However, it only made me feel uneasy.

There were no demands, no raids. Time just passed.

That’s why it’s a tantrum.

Rather than letting time pass and die from the curse, fighting was a much better option.

“let’s go.”

I had known for a long time that a horde of giants had gathered in front of the Holy Land.

The warriors of the West have set out.

“Want to go together?”

The chieftain listened to the sound coming from behind him and turned his gaze.

On one side, a person was seen speaking leisurely and calmly. He was the giant slayer and savior of the tribe.

He had black hair, three swords, black leather armor, and weapons imbued with magic.

The equipment on your body is quite varied.

But then again, it seemed like all that was necessary.

So, it didn’t look like it was uncomfortable to walk in, and it didn’t look awkward carrying a lot of things.

Rem answered his question. He was watching them, so the chieftain heard their conversation.

“He said he would follow me because he was my companion.”

Rem, who was next to the Savior, said.

“That goes without saying.”

Ayul, who was standing next to Rem, heard those words. A faint sense of anxiety was also seen in her daughter.

He was a father and a chieftain. He looked at Ayul’s face. He couldn’t stop his daughter. He couldn’t tell his daughter to get out because it was dangerous, and tell everyone else to fight.

A chieftain should never do that.

He was the eldest son of the great wing, who was in charge of all these tribes.

“Let’s break it all.”

The chief shouted once more, trying to hide his anxiety.

Geomna-rae roughly raised her hand and made a gesture to respond. The warriors nodded. They all walked briskly.

Encred looked at the chieftain who kept talking.

Why is that person following me?

“I think there are social groups other than giants.”

Encred said.

“I think so.”

“Did you know?”

When asked again, Rem answered with a sharply lowered voice.

“Then did I really only go around picking flowers?”

I knew it.

“Your eyes are weird.”

“no.”

Dunbakel, standing next to the two, tilted his head and said.

“A bunch of giants gathered? But are there really that many?”

He pointed out the problem with a sharp eye that was not answered.

“You have to start from the liver. Instead of going all-out right away, you should go like this, first assess the size of the enemy, and set up a camp nearby. Battle isn’t something you can just rush in and beat. If you were to fight normally, that would be the case.”

Luagarne interjected appropriately.

That was right. Encred knew that there were many warriors left besides this group.

For example, the twins, Hirado, and other sorcerers did not follow.

So, they were something like a scout force preparing for an all-out war.

Although Westerners are called savages, it is not true that they ran around and fought without thinking about what was ahead or what was behind, and that they did not lack strategy and tactics.

Ten Velociraptor riders followed from one side.

The others who could be called warriors were just over fifty years old.

Again, among them, there were less than twenty who were worthy of use based on Luagarne.

“The rest of you have to be very alert so you don’t die.”

Luagarne’s eyes became deeper and her speech became slower as if she had understood something.

I didn’t bother to ask what it was.

Well, as you live, you’re bound to have all sorts of thoughts.

That also helped me a lot.

If you feel like you’re being disturbed, you’ll come to your senses quickly.

The Luagarnean Frock I’ve seen so far will do that.

Encred had faith.

The path forward wasn’t particularly tense. It wasn’t something that should have happened. There was no warning from my gut.

When we met, all we did was fight and cut.

A group of giants might be dangerous or pose an unexpected threat, but I wasn’t particularly nervous.

The holy place was said to be a cliff with over a hundred caves.

“A long time ago, various animals such as bears, tigers, wolves, and foxes were cared for by the heavenly gods in caves and became human beings. There is a myth like that.”

Rem had something to say.

Rem walks with her ears twitching, and Ayul is next to her, telling her to be careful because there aren’t just two giants.

“The enemy won’t know anything, so he’ll have to get hit a lot.”

Luagarne’s speech has become strange.

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

Suin, who briefly showed sharp intuition, but soon became less knowledgeable than his enemies.

Lately, Dunbakel has seemed to have given up on thinking altogether.

I haven’t seen him do anything except sleep, train, and shower because he’s always nagged at.

All he did was swing his front claws while looking at the butterfly.

Encred, who was listening from the side, agreed with Luagarne’s words.

What don’t you know?

The enemy does not know himself and does not know Rem.

Now that two giants are dead, should we be on guard?

Will do.

So what are you going to do?

Luagarne said that he was stuck between a knight and a sub-knight.

What is that? I don’t know.

I didn’t need to know. I just did what I had been doing.

Encred secretly thought it was funny that swordsmen were dividing standards among themselves.

Okay, so if a low-ranking soldier and a mid-ranking soldier fight, will the mid-ranking soldier always win?

If a knight and a squire fight, will the knight always win?

A fight is not always a sparring match where you start on well-trodden ground.

The battlefield is a place where you have to risk your life. You have to keep in mind that you can die at any time.

So, just because you’re a knight doesn’t mean you can’t be killed by a sub-knight.

Carelessness leads to defeat.

Defeat leads to death.

So always do your best.

‘Well, maybe we can ignore the witchcraft a little?’

They say that the captain’s curse is that he swallows everything.

Encred walked with various thoughts in his mind and gathered his strength again.

This could also be said to be Encred’s specialty.

He didn’t let his guard down even if his opponent was a child.

It could have been done if a twelve year old kid had stabbed him in the stomach and made a hole in it.

It was when we arrived at the holy place.

Several small hills were visible.

It was in front of a place that could be called a valley because of the high mountain ridges on both sides.

Dozens of giants could be seen gathered on the wide ground. They looked almost like an army.

Just looking at it, there are more than thirty heads.

I’m not a perfect soldier. I didn’t stand in line with the ohwa.

It was a small formation. Still, seeing all these large guys standing together was quite intimidating.

A few Westerners gulped.

Shit, you look like you’re ready to fight?

“They said you were a stranger, so it was you.”

An old man I had never seen before spoke to a group of giants.

At first, they were not noticeable because of the large friends, but there was a line of people who looked like humans.

It was the old man standing in the center who said this.

He had a long cloak, a wooden staff in his hand, and the typical appearance of a wizard.

There were several people standing on both sides. They were all friends of Dunbakel and looked disheveled, as if they hadn’t washed at all. Their faces were pale, as if they hadn’t washed at all, and their eyes stood out even more.

One of them opened his mouth and licked his lips.

White eyes, black teeth, and a wizard.

Watching that, Encrid put strength into his toes.

Esther also helped me a lot when I was immersed in the lake of experience with Luagarne.

She taught me how to deal with wizards.

How to deal with wizards.

“You bastard, I am the one who… … .”

No matter what the opposing wizard says, just cut him down first.

Encrid did just that.

Following the toes, I apply force to my left foot. I apply force to my thigh muscles and press down on the ground. As a reaction to the force of the press, my body shoots forward.

It was a charge that applied the knight’s blow.

It was also an explosive charge, much faster than what the former Red Cloak Knights had shown on the battlefields of Azpen.

Most Westerners probably didn’t even see Encred’s movements properly.

bang!

The ground burst open. The dirt gushed out like a fountain.

Quagagagagagak!

Aker’s blade, which he had drawn and swung without realizing it, cut diagonally across the wizard’s body.

As I cut through the flesh and bone, there was a sound like hard wood splitting.

He couldn’t even finish his sentence because he had just drawn a line near the wizard’s mouth.

However, there was no aura of death in those eyes.

The shape blurred and another identical shape appeared behind it.

“Ino… … .”

He was about to say something else, but this time a flash of light, a spark from Encred’s left hand, pierced his face.

Two ways to deal with a wizard: Don’t give them a chance to talk.

“You have a really bad temper.”

From behind, Rem also kicked the ground and advanced.

The melee began without any time to be surprised or speak.

In Rem’s view, a melee with a giant was originally a form of fighting that should have been avoided.

Honestly, it didn’t matter right now.

Even Kenna-rae, who saw Encred and Rem, stepped forward. Since we came to fight anyway, what was the point of talking?

So, all I had to do was do what I had to do.

In other words, it was time to pay back what had been done to him.