Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 540

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Clemen, a member of the Border Guard Light Infantry, caught sight of a man’s back.

The light gradually widened until it filled my vision. Then it became a wall, blocking my path.

The wall separating the enemy and friendly forces appeared like an illusion.

He knew it was an illusion, an illusion. But Clemen still recognized the wall.

The wall blocked the enemy, held out, and became a fortress for the allies.

Beyond the walls made of illusions, enemy soldiers were seen kneeling one by one as they faced our forces.

Did they see the same thing as themselves?

I don’t know.

There’s no need to know.

It didn’t feel important what was going on around me, much less where I was.

The illusion faded away, leaving only a man standing there dumbly.

Clemen suddenly appeared and recognized the nickname of the man who stood in front of him, between his allies and his enemies.

Demon Slayer.

I even knew the name.

Encred.

I also knew the status.

The lord and general of the surrounding territory called the Border Guard Territory.

He said, “That’s it. Stop it.”

That ended the fight.

The sun still remained, its rays illuminating the land. The light made everything around appear so vivid.

The fact that the fight was over was clearly imprinted on everyone, like a light illuminating the surroundings.

This is the end.

“End of war.”

Clemen muttered. Why? An old song often sung by bards, called The Knight of the Past, came to mind.

She also knew the song called The Knight of the Past.

Among the lyrics of that song were those about stopping a fight without using a sword.

Something that could have come out of a minstrel’s song was happening right before my eyes.

At some point, a thrill started to run through Clemen’s entire body.

The fluff stood on end and only one person was visible.

Even though the illusion had disappeared, I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

‘The previous article?’

The muttering never came out as words.

Actually, no one was making any noise.

Even the wind carefully embraced him, and he only watched as the sunlight supported him.

Clemen unknowingly broke away from the line and walked forward, accidentally falling down.

It was a mistake I would never make under normal circumstances, but I fell down with a thud and unfortunately twisted my ankle. My knee was also bleeding.

She could have heard a scream, but she felt no pain. The shivers were still running through her.

Clemen felt his heart heat up and something boil over.

Kneel down on one knee and lift your head. What are you feeling right now?

I don’t know. It didn’t matter.

“En-Creed!”

She just recited the names of my heroes.

It wasn’t just her doing it.

The entire army shouted the name of the man who blocked their path.

Encred!

It was the name of the man who brought everything to a halt in a land where only death and death, steel and blood remained.

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Not only Clemen, but many of the enemy soldiers also had similarly moving moments.

He was one of the few commanders who realized something was wrong mid-game.

‘You crazy kids.’

I cursed the leadership for letting things go this way, but the problem had already been solved.

Even if you rebel here, you won’t be able to go back.

As I looked out at the well-organized army of Border Guards, a clear realization came to me.

‘It’s true.’

It’s not just a defeat, it’s a crushing defeat. The corpses are piling up, and seven out of ten of them will be Azpen’s soldiers, my subordinates.

Yet it was an arrow that had already been shot. It was spilled water and a fallen leaf.

Most of the commanders and soldiers who were so possessed by something that they charged towards the enemy lines came to their senses.

To be precise, fear forcibly woke them up by beating their reason.

I told you that if you attack me you’ll die, so just come to your senses and be quiet.

If I were to express this moment in slightly vulgar terms, wouldn’t it be something like this?

If it were Rem, I wouldn’t have thought of saying it this way.

Anyway, at first, the commanders who thought that if a battle broke out, the allied knights would rush in from the rear and win, all stopped.

At a moment when he had no choice but to fight, Azpen saw a man he respected, even though he was his enemy.

Even if you don’t know it now, when you think about this situation later, you can’t help but respect it.

The man blocked the way to avoid shedding unnecessary blood.

If they had fought, it would have been a crushing defeat for Azpen.

When the slaughter took place, whose blood would fill it?

It was a question that needed no answer.

“and.”

At the front of Azpen, one of the assault team members opened his mouth and let out an exclamation of admiration.

“Hey, it’s over.”

The quick-witted assault leader spoke frankly. If we rushed here because their momentum was broken, we wouldn’t be able to inflict any damage and would be annihilated.

Even the most incompetent commander could not rush into a situation like this.

So, both the commander and the soldiers of Azpen looked at one person.

He is the one who stands alone on the battlefield.

A knight is said to be a man who kills a thousand men.

Then what should we call the one who can block an army of over a thousand men alone?

“This is the birth of a hero.”

One of the commanders put down his weapon quietly, saying what he had instinctively realized.

This marked the end of the war, but what remained was what happened after the surrender.

There was a man who had been watching the fight from behind, who had just stood there dumbly watching his superior die, but now he was the commander in chief.

The moment he saw a man appear and stand alone against the army, he felt something inside him crumble, a shiver run down his spine.

‘You’re not killing them, you’re just stopping them?’

It’s like trying to stop a galloping horse by just grabbing the reins and using your own strength.

It’s amazing just to be able to grab a horse with such force, but normally, if you try to stop it forcibly, the horse will fall over and break its legs or its neck.

‘What the heck, does this make sense?’

But the words were normal and the people were normal.

From a distance, it looked like he was holding back the army all by himself.

As he watched the sunlight fall on the man standing alone in the middle of the battlefield, fear struck his heart.

What could possibly collapse like a thunderbolt?

It is your future and everything you have somehow built up so far.

It would have been better to fight and lose.

Even if the corpses pile up like a mountain!

All you have to do is say that you fought until the end, that your commander was killed in the process, and that you did your best to follow the knight’s orders.

Even if you suffer a disadvantage, it is not a sin worthy of death.

But what if we stop here?

If the fight ends like this, who will be held responsible?

Even if everything comes to light, there will be problems.

The knight was a problem, but it was clear that she herself, who had quietly followed his words, would also be a problem.

I was just so scared that my head became stiff.

He tried to run away naked. It seemed best to get out first, regardless of whether he was being treated or not.

There is nothing left for the friendly forces but massacre, so there is no guarantee that you will survive after that.

Isn’t your own life the most important thing in the world?

‘I have to live first.’

If there are those who discuss duty and responsibility, there are those who oppose it.

He took a horse and ran away, but in the middle of the run, he encountered a friendly unit coming on horseback.

As he stopped because he couldn’t avoid it, Abnayer suddenly popped out from the middle and greeted him.

“What happened?”

The man who was running away blinked. He was out of breath and gasping for breath. He couldn’t answer and just looked.

Why is Abnayer here?

Abnayer had set out because his commander had not been in regular contact with him and his intuition was making him shiver.

A hint of anxiety that did not go away even though he believed in Barnes caused him to send himself to the battlefield.

I thought nothing would happen as I was leaving, but the situation took an unpredictable turn.

“Oh, that’s it.”

The man made excuses one after another. His excuses were flimsy.

Abnayer said, sensing that the rolling eyes of the man were hiding something.

“If you lie to any of the questions I ask you from now on, I will cut off one of your wrists.”

It wasn’t a harsh voice, nor was it a harsh remark. It was a calm, monotonous tone.

Still, the effect was certain. Abnanir was a man who kept his word.

Even the man who had abandoned everything, including his unit, knew Abnayer’s personality.

“What happened to your direct supervisor?”

“He’s dead.”

The man spoke while catching his breath, and as he spoke, cold sweat ran down his back.

After the truth came out and Abnayer heard the story, he closed his eyes.

‘I lost.’

I didn’t know the whole story, but I knew for sure that I had lost.

Otherwise, why would an enemy knight have appeared in the midst of an all-out war when Barnas had not even returned to the friendly camp?

‘under.’

They’re not even the Knights of the Red Cloak, and they’re being stopped by the Border Guard standing army.

What does this mean?

This is evidence that the Border Guard standing army’s military power surpasses that of the entire Principality of Azpen.

If you look at the number of soldiers and other things one by one, it may not be possible.

‘article.’

The power that was called a disaster was pushed out.

Abnayer looked at the sky for a moment. The blue sky, the white clouds between them, the rays of light shining through the clouds.

Her hair blew in the blowing wind.

Abnayer nodded, taking off his helmet.

“Kill him.”

“……why!”

The commander tried to run away.

It was stupid. Running away? Where could I go now?

Defeat? I can forgive it. Losing your commander to the sword of a mad knight? That too is forgivable.

But it was unforgivable to run away alone, leaving the remaining troops behind.

It was a situation where a massacre could have occurred if the top manager had left his position.

Bam!

One of the guards thrust his spear out. The blade pierced the back of the author, who quickly turned and fled.

“Snap!”

The man who was hit by the window fell forward and landed face first on the ground.

Abnayer and his guards moved forward without even looking at the dead man.

“Are you serious?”

In response to the captain of the guard’s question, Abnayer recited a list of things to do instead of answering.

“I’ll go back with as many people alive as possible.”

Will the enemy just leave the retreating troops alone?

What happened when someone came out and stopped the fight altogether?

It’s my turn to look straight ahead with my own two eyes and do what I have to do.

Abnayer arrived at the battlefield and saw the whole situation.

A man appeared, blocking the enemy alone. Abnayer knew his face and his name.

There was a time when I wanted to kill him even if it meant changing my troops. I couldn’t help but know.

A man with blue hair and black eyes, who embraces the sunlight alone, he must now be a knight.

Even though I didn’t have the eye to see his abilities, the situation made me realize his powerlessness.

“Demon Slayer.”

Abnayer’s mouth opened. It was his most famous nickname.

So what should we do now?

Abnayer was determined to save his unit even at the risk of his life.

“You all return.”

“We started together, so we will be together until the end.”

The captain of the guard would not listen. Abnayer had no time to persuade him. If the Border Guard standing forces fought, the friendly forces would be annihilated.

Moreover, there is a knight over there.

As I was about to say that, the enemy spoke first.

“Retreat.”

“Just go?”

It’s too far to be heard. Abnayer muttered to himself.

It’s unbelievable, but it was true.

The man stopped the fighting, silenced the battlefield, and turned the Azpen army back.

There was no need for a promise not to pursue him any longer.

His words were proof of trust.

Moreover, he turned his back first.

Abnayer looked at Encred as he turned around and thought back on what he had learned so far.

That’s why I thought I knew why Encred turned around.

‘It’s unnecessary blood.’

You can fight. You can decide whether to win or lose. You can kill or be killed. That’s what a battlefield is, and going into battle with a sword and spear means that this kind of agreement has been reached.

However, if I feel it is unnecessary, I will stop it.

It seemed as if I heard Encred’s words.

Even Abnaier felt a thrill when he saw that.

It is a greater thrill than those who have seen the wall of will and oppression.

‘Can there be such a person?’

Abnayer saw many people.

I have seen kings, I have seen knights of the empire, and I have also seen knights of the southern great powers, though they may not be considered peerless heroes.

The king of the far east may call him a warrior without a doubt, but how does he compare to the man before his eyes?

At least, they were outside the realm of Abnayer’s own judgment.

I am not qualified to judge them.

Their ideals will be lofty, their beliefs will be firm, and their resolve will be stronger than ever.

“Let’s go back.”

It was time to go back and stand in front of those responsible for the war.

General Prock tried to kill himself and save his men, but returned alive.

The commander who abandoned his men and ran away was killed by the sword of an allied knight.

The new commander, who had ordered a full-scale advance in a panic, died while only caring for his own life.

Abnayer was willing to take responsibility for his defeat again, whether that meant lifelong imprisonment or death.

That was the end of this fight, and the end that Azpen had faced, or would face.