Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 538

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While Varnas had struggled to force Ragnar into a state of half-death, Corwin jumped to save his own life.

“Hey, you’re real.”

I heard a savage’s voice behind me, but I ignored it and ran. I didn’t even look back once.

If I turned my head now, it seemed like a gray monster head would chase me with an axe in hand.

Is it like an ostrich that buries its head on the ground when it feels threatened, or a pheasant that hides its head in the bushes?

Just because you see it doesn’t mean Rem will chase you, and just because you don’t see it doesn’t mean he won’t chase you.

However, the difference between Corwin and an ostrich or a pheasant was that Corwin had legs that reached the pole using his will.

Of course, ostriches also have a special sense of hearing, so head-butting isn’t just stupid, and pheasants also hide their large heads compared to their bodies and reveal their eyes, so they are said to be using their keen eyesight, but in any case, they looked stupid on the outside.

Just like Corwin, who is running away now.

Corwin ran like crazy, using all his might. He didn’t even realize that he was drooling in the middle of the run.

I activated the attack and wasted my Will. I took it all and used it regardless of whether I reached my limit or not. I didn’t even have time to break out in a cold sweat.

My body parts were shrunken and I felt like I needed to pee.

I was running like that.

Corwin was lucky.

What are the chances that you’ll run away and meet an ally, someone who’s in the same situation as you?

Well, this was more of a coincidence than a fate.

Corwin instinctively turned back the way he had come, and the adjutant under Barnas tried to rely on another knight besides Barnas.

Among them, there was a place where two knights went together.

‘If you go to General Prock, you are dead.’

He was not the kind of man who would forgive himself for leaving his subordinates behind.

In that case, there was only one choice.

Because leaving the Pen-Hanil Mountains alone was a path that was not an option in the first place.

So, their meeting couldn’t be dismissed as just a coincidence.

‘All this is in preparation for the future.’

The commander fooled himself into thinking so.

He needed something to lean on psychologically. That’s how he rationalized what he did. That was roughly the reason he abandoned all his men.

‘You have to know the enemy’s level.’

So this is not an escape, but a strategic retreat for another advance.

Of course not.

A little thought would tell me that Barnes was Azpen’s last remaining hope.

Can a country that cannot maintain its military power survive by fighting other countries?

does not exist.

Moreover, Azpen risked his life in this fight.

Of course, if only Barnes had died, it would be a different matter, but the fact that the most trusted knight in Azpen had been defeated did not change.

Then, the first thing to do was to judge that the situation in other battlefields was not good either.

If my life wasn’t at stake.

If I didn’t die right away.

If you hadn’t seen the knight you trusted the most die right before your eyes.

The commander might have been able to look at the situation calmly.

Would you have run away even when you were calm?

I don’t know. What hasn’t happened is just something that won’t happen in the future.

If the commander’s mind had changed direction at that moment, he too might have rushed in, calling for his country.

However, the choice at this point was just this.

Time once passed never returns, so now only reality remains.

That was what Corwin looked like in the eyes of that commander.

“Sir Corwin.”

It was strange that Corwin was there, but it was clear from his expression that something was wrong.

“Why here?”

The commander asked.

He seemed to be in a state of panic, but he was also a Corwin knight.

There was an unbreakable, strong will within him.

Of course, since Corwin became a knight in a unique way, his Will wasn’t all that great.

It was as if Will had been enlightened by his innate insight since childhood.

But how could there have been no effort in the meantime?

Corwin was just a person who valued everything he had built. His pride, his vanity, everything else was important, and so he could not die.

“What about Sir Varnas?”

Corwin asked in return. The commander bit his lip. It seemed as if even speaking was painful.

“He died in battle.”

Corwin blinked twice.

Who died?

To Corwin, Barnes was another monster.

I know because I was taught by him. The waves he created with Will were not something that could be stopped.

Especially if it was your first time facing an enemy, it was normal not to be able to stop them.

“warrior?”

Corwin asked back in absurdity. He was in no condition to hide his feelings. His emotions were clearly visible.

“yes.”

“Crap,” the commander said, gritting his teeth. He looked extremely angry. No, he even looked like he was practicing making that kind of expression.

To Corwin, it all seemed like a play.

What kind of nonsense is this?

“Why are you alone?”

“I got hit.”

Normally, he would have tried to defend himself somehow, but Corwin was not in his right mind.

As he deceived and ran away from the enemy, his Will, which he had built up as a knight, was also damaged.

In other words, he could be said to be in a state of mental weakness.

It wasn’t much different from drinking alcohol beyond the limit.

“You’re saying that?”

“There’s a monster on the other side.”

Corwin answered with blank eyes.

“So, you ran away?”

The fugitive recognized the fugitive. Corwin nodded with a blank look.

Run away? Yeah, I ran away.

“Damn it! And you call yourself a knight? What have you learned from Sir Barnes!”

Even the commander would not normally have wagged his tongue at a knight like this.

He too had come this far in a state of confusion. Moreover, since he instinctively knew his own shortcomings, he needed someone to blame.

The opponent is a knight and a fugitive.

Your own strategic retreat is nothing.

It seemed like someone had appeared who would take all the blame.

“You should explain clearly why you lived alone. The responsibility for the defeat also lies with you.”

If the commander had been a little more calm, he wouldn’t have said something like that in this situation.

At the very least, it was something that should have been said when the military tribunal was in session.

why?

Both were fugitives, but one of them had an overwhelming advantage that could have brought them together.

Corwin’s hazy gaze returned to focus.

Is it right to go back like this?

Live with the stigma of being a fugitive?

There was no need to shine eyes with sparkling life energy.

“For now, let’s go back to the main office… … Ugh.”

Corwin raised his sword and stabbed it lightly forward.

Although he suffered a blow to his body and mind as he ran away, the sword moved well.

If the opponent wasn’t a knight, then yes, his sword was still great.

“why.”

Asking why, the commander realized how foolish and stupid he had been, but knowing that didn’t change anything.

Pok, pok.

After stabbing him twice more, the man tried to grab the blade with his own hand. This too was useless. After making sure that the man knew he had escaped by making three holes in his body, Corwin opened his mouth.

“We can’t call it a defeat yet.”

No, even if you lose, you shouldn’t lose like this.

Are you saying that you are responsible for the defeat? That’s nonsense.

Corwin’s feet, which had been running away on instinct, moved with a clear purpose.

He moved with a map of the Pen-Hanil Mountains in his mind. He was headed towards the main force.

It’s not the rear, it’s a place where the two armies face off.

He went straight down the mountain range. He lost some time to the bear demons that appeared in the middle, but luckily or badly, he managed to find his way back down.

As I entered the main unit, soaking wet as if I had bathed in the black blood of demons and beasts, two soldiers on guard thrust their spears out.

“What? Where are you from?”

“What is this kid?”

Corwin took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

“This is Corwin Ackins of the Knights of the Covenant. Take him to the commander’s barracks immediately.”

“……to?”

Corwin’s hands twitched at the soldier’s dumbfounded reaction. He wanted to cut off his head, but held back.

“Should I show you some signs?”

Corwin took up his sword. The knight’s sword was his symbol.

He showed off his engraved weapons and even pushed in a pair of gloves with the Knights’ emblem engraved on them.

The soldier roughly rubbed the iron gauntlet he had received against the dirt, wiping off the black blood, and a seal appeared.

“Huh.”

“Come this way.”

Before the full-scale war even began, the morale of the soldiers who had come forward to duel was so low that they were defeated so badly that they turned their attention to Corwin. Of course, not many people were looking at him.

Everyone was focusing all their attention on the front lines, wondering if the enemy would take advantage of this opportunity to push in.

Thanks to that, Corwin entered the command barracks more quietly than expected.

The general who had been guarding his post under Abnayer’s instructions stood up when he saw him.

“Sir Corwin?”

We were acquainted.

Corwin’s gaze turned to the general and the two adjutants beside him.

Abnayer and the general had something to say about those two adjutants.

Didn’t you say that one of them is not very smart but is honest, and the other one is smart but is too self-interested?

‘Another way to say that is to say you have ambition.’

The barracks were quite spacious, but there were only three people in them, apart from Corwin.

There was no need to discuss strategy since there was no fight coming up, and they had only lost duels. They were just killing time while waiting for news of their allies’ victory.

“What the heck… … .”

The commander was speechless at the sight of Corwin’s appearance.

Did he lose? Did he lose the battle in the bypass? It would be right to say that he was speechless because all sorts of thoughts came to mind.

“That’s a speechless Cider,” said Corwin, looking at the ambitious, thin-eyed fellow.

“From now on.”

Swish, swish.

As Corwin swung his sword without finishing his words, a bloody line appeared on the necks of the general and his honest adjutant, and the color was dark red due to the black blood that had stained the blade.

The neck that had been resting on the line fell off with a snap.

“You are the commander in chief.”

“ah.”

The adjutant’s lips trembled in fear. Aside from his ambitions, he was not a very great man. He was clever, but small-minded.

“Will you follow my orders?”

If you don’t follow, you will die. It was a clear situation even without looking at the situation.

The adjutant, though small in stature, was clever and understood the situation immediately.

“all right.”

“Good. Now advance with all your forces.”

The adjutant swallowed thickly.

“Don’t stop until you win. We will capture the enemy’s city.”

Normally, when making such remarks, one would say that one would be the one leading the way, but Corwin had no intention of doing so.

Instead, he told the adjutant what he needed to say.

“I will watch from behind.”

If you don’t listen, you die. This was a situation where an allied knight was holding a sword at you from behind.

The adjutant knew that even if he gave an order, it would not be carried out as it was.

Then what will happen?

A sharp, crimson blade will pierce my chest.

‘What should I do?’

This is the answer I came to after much thought.

Next to the dead general was a letter from Abnayer. The battlefield was also faithfully following orders from above.

But what if there is a command more authoritative than Abnayer?

“Just give me a dagger. Something symbolic to prove that this is a command from the Lord… … .”

“Take it.”

Corwin gave him a dagger with a jeweled handle, which he received upon joining the Order.

This was enough.

The adjutant went out and gathered the commanders. Under the pretext of an emergency, he gathered them outside, not in the barracks.

They couldn’t gather at the command barracks because two corpses would greet them there.

“We received urgent news from the main force. The general has returned. We will advance before the sun sets.”

They tilted their heads, since there were several commanders who had some sense and brains.

“where?”

“Over there?”

“If we keep going like this, won’t we be at a disadvantage?”

“Shall we start a fight?”

The adjutant did not have the charisma to captivate them. Instead, he had the sword the knight had given him.

“This is the order of Lord Corwin of the Knights of the High King. The Knights have won. We will take the enemy city.”

It is already too late to turn back.

Just because you crush the bread doesn’t mean it becomes wheat again.

‘I don’t know either.’

If we advance like this, casualties will pour out from both armies.

Will kill and die.

Will it be possible to break through like that?

‘I don’t think it will work though.’

It was a fact that could be known just by looking at those who had entered the duel and the enemy troops lined up.

“The Knights won? There was another battle on the detour?”

“I don’t know. That’s all I’ve heard.”

Since it was a lie, talking any longer would only open up an opening.

“So, are our knights going to attack from behind the enemy?”

“I thought some of the troops were missing.”

The quick-witted commander agrees.

With the other commanders agreeing with the authority of the knight’s sword, Azpen prepared to advance.

While things were going on like that, Corwin went to a nearby lake, took a quick bath, and thought about his next move.

‘Using all-out war as bait.’

There was no need to care about people dying.

‘Instead, I will take the lord’s head.’

Even at this moment, the head that had turned around was not looking for a knight, but rather a relatively weak person. He was targeting Graham, the lord of the Border Guard.

There was not a single bit of rational judgment.

So Azpen started to move.

Christ, who watched it, must have felt astonished.

“Why are you doing that?”

Morale was low, and the outcome of the bypass battle had not yet been determined.

But are you going to start an all-out war here?

What’s more, it’s not even accompanied by any strategic movement?

The small detachment did not even turn around to shake the camp.

Of course, even if we send some of the cavalry, nothing will change.

Because the Border Guard was already in a perfect defensive posture.

So it was an even more incomprehensible number.

“We have to fight, brother.”

You could tell whether the enemy was sincere or not just by looking at his demeanor, said Audyn.

Christ knew it too.

The enemy swarmed over the line he had drawn in his mind that he should not cross, and he crossed it without hesitation.

“Wow!”

Azpen’s assault force roared.

It didn’t really feel like a struggle. It just seemed like a meaningless struggle.

However, to stop that rampage, countless people would have to die.

I don’t know what the enemy commander was thinking, but it was the worst choice.

Christ also had a hunch.

But now that I look at it, it seems certain.

There are more fools in the world than I thought.

There could be people who do things that Chris himself finds completely incomprehensible.

No, there were. There were more than I thought.

‘What if one of the higher-ups does something crazy and just goes ahead and does it?’

It would be possible to do something like this, where you rush into a fight where there are no winners or losers.

“You crazy kids.”

Christine saw the vortex of war raging on.

A bloody war of attrition will unfold.

How to stop this?

There was no way out right now. The best thing to do was to fight back.