Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 548

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Christ had been living a life that was as busy as work, and he knew that this would continue for some time, and he had some rough idea of ​​what would happen next.

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‘Is it okay if I stay with Azpen for another half a year at most?’

If we just sit back and watch, even after a few years, we will still have an ambiguous relationship like looking at a cow and a chicken, but measures to alleviate that were already in place.

Things may not go as planned. So what? Even if it doesn’t work out, since no one is going to die, I’ll just try and see.

If there are variables, it would be an invasion by another country or a breach in the Magic Border.

‘That’s a problem beyond my reach.’

Even if you say that you are passing over the border area of ​​the Demon Realm because you cannot do anything about it even if you worry about it, it is Krang who will make the first move in the invasion of another country.

It is unclear how far Krang’s trick will go, but other countries will likely wait and see for a while.

Instead of burning the entire continent, Naurilia and Azpen joined hands.

Fight? No, we made up?

Because the current situation is like saying this to the entire continent.

That’s what it meant to give up the border.

Moreover, the Border Guard also proved its power.

Those who know know that the knights have disappeared from Azpen, but what does that mean?

‘This is proof that the Border Guard has that much power.’

That is, you won’t rush in easily without properly understanding the power of this side.

Suddenly, the Red Cloak Knights of Naurilia were as good as doubled in number.

Even those who expected that the power would increase to some extent must have been shocked.

Even as the songs about the iron sword and knights spread, those with a cool head would have calculated the Border Guard’s power.

‘Because Rem and Ragna are too sharp lunatics to hide.’

It is fair to say that the information has already spread.

Here, the two warring countries joined hands, albeit clumsily.

So, if the Knights’ level of power in the Border Guard is combined with Azpen, this could become a formidable force.

That is, for the time being, there would be no southern powers or empires coming in to attack you because they were not to your liking.

At the very least, we will take a closer look inside the Border Guard and move forward.

‘What else is there?’

If we exclude the fact that social movements and such are rampant, it would be right to say that it brought about a brief period of peace.

‘In the meantime, there won’t be any needless trouble caused by swordsmen, thieves, or mercenaries.’

If your national power is weak and you have no strength, it is common to be defeated even if you mobilize only famous mercenary groups.

In the past, a small country in the southeast was once taken over by a mercenary group.

The trading city that actually declared itself an independent southern nation was once robbed of Crona by mercenary groups several times due to lack of military force. Then, the incident of the merchant’s sword, in which the mercenary groups fought each other and then the mercenary group he raised himself annihilated the remaining ones, was so famous that there were few people who did not know about it.

The names of the mercenary units under the trading city were Gold, Silver, and Copper.

They were given really bland names: the Gold Mercenaries, the Silver Mercenaries, and the Copper Mercenaries.

Those leading the trading city there are said to have ties to the continent’s top assassination guild, and a mercenary group called the Swords of the Upper Class are said to occasionally cause trouble in other cities.

‘Why would that trading city have to fight with us?’

If we compare it to a human, it would be a strong and tough guy in a trading city.

This was a question worth thinking about.

They don’t care if their opponent is the Empire, the South, or Naurilia. What matters is trade, trade.

I heard from Leona, the owner of the Rockfried Merchant Association, that when he was busy inheriting the Merchant Association, he received a marriage proposal.

“It’s fortunate that he’s not some pervert who resembles a fifty-year-old toad, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to give him my upper body as a dowry.”

It was clear what the trading city was after.

He might have wanted to capture the dynamism that Lockfried possessed through marriage.

The experience gained by running around the continent on foot is by no means common. Especially since Lockfried has made deals with the Black Leather Guild and the Glacier Rangers.

There was no way I wouldn’t be greedy. When I heard the news that the top stock had changed, I might have thought it was a good opportunity.

If the upper part of Lockfrid had also joined the trading city, it would have grown in size more easily than it is now.

Instead, from then on, it would be difficult to say that Leona was the master of the upper ranks of Lockfried.

If you open a store with someone else’s Krona, there are bound to be such side effects.

At first, he would smile and hand over the Crona, but then he would demand payment later, and if he didn’t pay, he would threaten that part of the store was his, so he had nothing to say.

If Leona had been a little more sloppy, I might have let it slide, but she was smart and had clear goals.

Because Leona wanted to have complete control of the top.

“There’s so much dirty work.”

Without thinking, Christ took a sip of his tea.

It was a gift from the royal family, and a letter from Marcus was enclosed.

It was a thank you note for taking care of everything.

‘If you’re not going to fight with the royal family, you should get along well.’

After drinking the tea that Marcus had specially selected for me as a gift, my head, which had been complaining of fatigue, felt a little clearer.

This is why people buy and drink expensive tea leaves.

If I open a salon later, should I keep cars like this on one side?

If you just call it a salon and have people eat, drink, and play, its value will decrease, so you should make it a place where important things are said and connections are made.

Nowadays, banquets and parties held by nobles take their place, but seeing cafeterias taking hold in cities, it seems likely that salons could also take their place.

Nowadays, salons are places where young ladies who married old noblemen or just plain old rascals who are obsessed with s*x gather.

I guess it depends on how you run it.

‘I hope everything is fine at the royal palace.’

“Don’t worry. I’ll go with you.”

Before leaving, Rem’s words made Christ feel bitter.

Will the nobles gathered in the palace quietly acknowledge their leader?

There must be some who grumble that the Border Guard is being given more power.

Well, it was something the captain had to take care of.

I’ll do well, foolishly.

I’m worried about Rem, but the truth is that he’s someone who can’t be controlled unless he’s Encred.

“Ah, I want to open a salon and live in seclusion.”

It’s not for nothing that when you listen to old stories, you hear of a reclusive wise man.

If you’re working hard and are about to collapse from overwork, why don’t you just throw everything away and go into the mountains to enjoy a forest bath?

If you’re unlucky, you might end up being a meal for a demon, but if you don’t want to work that much, you should learn magic and go into hiding.

Of course, Christ had no such intention.

He hated responsibility, not the pleasures the city offered.

I was busy and had a lot of work to do, so I ended up thinking about the author, Abnayer.

How convenient it would be if someone with that kind of brain helped with the work.

But I felt uneasy about using it right away.

Should I ask Encrid about this later when he comes?

With that thought, Christ gulped down the tea in one gulp.

It was time to get back to work.

Through training, the divided troops had to be divided into units, and while preparing the weapons and armor they would use, they also had to weed out those who entered the city for useless purposes.

I can’t do all of this by myself, so I have to plant people here and there, but I still don’t have enough hands.

Christ began to wonder if this was the right place for him, but ignored it. What if there was still some kind of grudge left?

I’m busy with work now.

* * *

It was bright and sunny when we set off, but the sky soon became gloomy.

The gray sky resembled Rem’s head.

It looked like it was going to rain soon.

“It looks like it’s going to rain. Well, it’s going to pour down any minute. I need to find a place to take shelter.”

Rem glanced up at the sky and said, He had always been able to easily detect climate change.

“How do you do that?”

Should I call this boring?

Although the roads leading to Nauril and the Border Guard were not completely safe, they were well paved to the major cities.

They made a path by laying stones on the ground.

There, a three-story tower-shaped outpost was erected every half-day’s distance.

This is a tower with an exit that allows you to hide inside and shoot arrows when a monster or beast attacks.

It would be relatively vulnerable to griffons, harpies, and wyverns, but it seems that a large ballista was also built on top of the tower for that purpose.

He said that he had been collecting demon hair for a while to make one of those ballistas, and that the women would cut off their hair and sell it.

After making the frame, they would have made strings out of tendon or various types of hair.

I heard that there were quite a few people who got to touch Crona thanks to selling their hair at that time.

Anyway, thanks to this safe route, it was difficult to see even thieves, let alone monsters.

In other words, it is a safe and peaceful road. I saw many merchants coming and going.

When I looked at the soldiers they had hired as escorts, most of them were standing Border Guard troops.

This was evidence of the significant impact that Border Guard had on the safety of this area.

It was not boring, but it was safe, and it could be said to be a somewhat leisurely journey for Encred, Rem, and Audin.

All three were on horseback, but Rem took the reins and changed direction, answering the question just now.

“Just because you know doesn’t mean you can follow it.”

“why?”

“Well, I have many questions. I’ve lived in the West my whole life. As a native of the West, if you practice witchcraft, you become sensitive to different smells. So it’s like a feeling that comes from living in a dry climate for a long time.”

“I see.”

This is going to be hard to learn.

Encred thought as he rode his horse behind Rem.

I heard that the stable keeper had a hard time choosing the horse for Audin to ride.

It was a big statement.

It would be nice if the one-eyed one would give him a ride, but he wouldn’t give in easily unless he was Encred.

Since he was as smart as a human, he would give me a lift in times of emergency or bring me back when I was lost, but he never lent his back for such things and didn’t seem to have any intention of following me.

It was the same with Esther.

“There is a lot to do.”

He was busy teaching and refining his spells.

Esther, who had returned to her human form after a long time, looked after the soldiers who were either her disciples or subordinates, and she seemed to be enjoying it.

“Cover your eyes. If you play with your eyes recklessly, they will be gouged out.”

He greeted his unit members with those words, but before he could even speak, all the soldiers had already calmly lowered their eyes.

I’ve heard a lot about what happened before.

They all carried around crystal balls the size of a fist, constantly polishing them and muttering to themselves. To someone who didn’t know better, they must have looked like a bunch of crazy people.

“Let’s take a break and then have a fight, brother.”

Audyn spoke through my thoughts.

“Okay then.”

Encred nodded.

“Let me do it too.”

Rem also joined in.

If you compete properly, someone will get hurt and it will end, so it would be more of a warm-up than a serious fight, but if someone who doesn’t know that sees it, their eyes would widen.

Their journey was a repetition of this kind of thing.

If it looks like it’s going to rain, find a nearby city or cave and take refuge there.

“Crouw!”

If a demon appeared in the cave, all three of them would step forward without fail.

If there were many monsters or beasts that could withstand Audyn’s punches or Rem’s splitting of their heads with an axe, this land would already be a demonic realm.

While watching the passing merchants and crowds, they sparred again, rode horses, and joked around.

As we continued on, Nauril was right in front of us.

Originally, when a person in charge of a large territory came to the capital, he would bring a lot of servants with him.

In the past, Count Molsen and other nobles would bring a lot of people when they came to the capital, but Encred only brought three people.

There was no need to rush in like that.

There are only three, but two of them are knights.

Where is the great man who would dare to do this?

Of course, it shouldn’t be, but most people didn’t know Encred’s face very well.

Actually, it was normal not to know.

No matter how famous you are, you have to have someone who has seen your face to recognize you.

But the captain of the guard guarding the wall could not have been unaware of him.

I had already seen his face once before during the civil war in the capital.

In front of the castle wall, where there were more people coming and going than expected, Encred quietly stood in line and went inside, and the captain of the guard who was watching the people coming and going in front of the castle gate recognized him.

“Huh? Huh? Huh huh?”

He raised his finger and pointed at Encred, then stammered and finally managed to get one word out.

“Demon Slayer!”

In the capital, that nickname seemed to be more popular.

Audin’s size was so big that everyone’s attention was drawn to him.

Everyone who heard the captain’s words looked at Encred.

The heads of those around them all turned and looked at Encred.

“The author?”

“It’s him, kid.”

“Oh, that person?”

“that?”

“Master of the Border Guard?”

“The King’s close friend?”

“You are a demon slayer.”

“… …Why are you handsome?”

There was a lot of chatter around him. Dozens of eyes were watching him, but Encred remained calm.

I’ve experienced this kind of thing before I became famous, at places like noble banquet halls.

“I am Encred of the Border Guard. I have been summoned to the palace. May I come in?”

There was no need to show off my cards to prove my identity.

“That goes without saying.”

The captain of the guard took the reins and guided them.

Encred had been there once and fought and rolled around, so the surrounding terrain was more or less familiar to him.

The only difference from before was that there were more noisy children and the slums near the city walls had gotten a little smaller.

Since becoming king, Krang would not have been just playing around.

As I was passing through the wall and about to send the captain of the guard away, the captain of the guard suddenly spoke with a bearded face.

“I respect you.”

The captain of the guard was also a man who memorized Encred’s song.

He was born and raised in the capital and loved his country.

To such a person, the hero who protected his country, his city, and his family was on a par with God.

To him, Encrid was a faith.

There were quite a few of these people in the Border Guard, so it was when Encred nodded appropriately.

The second capital I visited was warm and clear, with a cool breeze. It was the coolness of early autumn.

As I looked between the stinking smell of the stables lined up on one side and the pungent smell of urine coming from the alley on the other side, I noticed that the front was a bit noisy.

“Don’t bother us. We’re just passing through.”

“Well, I just said I would pay a fair price.”

Encred didn’t expect to meet here, but they both looked familiar.

“huh?”

Some of the people in the group knew Rem, so he pretended to know them first.

“Twins? Why did you come all the way here?”

On one side were the Western Twins and Enri, a hunter turned merchant.

He looked neat and tidy, with his hair cut short and his beard trimmed close to his chest.

Although it wasn’t Rem, Encred knew the person on the other side too.

He was a merchant. What was his name? Malton, Malton.

He is the one who scolded himself in front of the giant merchant in the Border Guard.

‘What did you say then? If I was a friend of the Lockfrid upper faction, did you say that you were General Encred’s uncle?’

“uncle?”

Encrid smiled happily and called out to him.

Malton looked at Encred for a moment and then tilted his head.

It seemed like he couldn’t remember the face right away.

What a truly faulty memory. How could you not remember your nephew’s face?