Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 564

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I had no reason to beat around the bush and had no intention of doing so, so I just went straight ahead.

Sinar blinked her distinctive green eyes. The wind blew, pushing and shaking her blonde hair.

The fluttering hair spread through the air like thin gold threads and then fell back down again.

People usually say she is incredibly beautiful, but looking at her now, I just wonder if there can be such a beautiful face in the world.

Even among fairies, this appearance is not common.

No matter how comfortable the trip was, even washing couldn’t be easy, but her skin was free of even a single blemish.

Encred’s skin was also naturally smooth and free of blemishes, but this one seemed to glow.

It actually reflected sunlight.

If Krang could grab people’s attention with his speech and Encred could do the same with his sword, Shinar could probably grab people’s attention with his beauty if he wanted to.

She opened her mouth, looking at Encred with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

All three, including Audin, continued walking without stopping.

Shinar’s voice was added to the sound of footsteps.

It just felt like some instrument was playing it.

“My name is Shinar Kirhais. I am an elven knight born and raised in a family of elves. Yes, I wish to join your knighthood.”

Sinar never told me that my life was limited and that I might eventually have to leave the Order, or that the duties that lay before me were not light.

In addition to learning how to dream and not give up while watching Encred, I also learned something else.

So what did you learn?

This man never judges the future. Instead, he lives faithfully in the present, in the moment, in today.

Sinar did it because he learned it.

To enjoy today, the present, the moment.

Now she didn’t want to be away from Encred.

“I’m glad I became vice-captain. I’m satisfied with my current position.”

There was no time to say that he could leave if he wanted to. Sinar had said everything he wanted.

There was no reason for the Knights Templar not to accept it, and Encred had no such reason in mind.

Shinar, a fairy who enjoys joking, tried to save herself even as her body turned to dust.

Encred could never forget the day he died while activating Will, the day he saw Shinar at that time.

Remembering that moment, Encred nodded and made up his mind.

If she has what she wants and I can reach it.

At that moment, I decided to repay Shinar for all the help I had received from him from before until now.

After I made that decision, something clicked in my ear.

Didn’t Sinar say earlier that the current location was sufficient?

“But what is your current location?”

What else did you say you would give me to do besides being the vice-captain?

“The captain’s fiancée, the mother of your child, this is enough.”

The fairy’s jokes were explosive without a single hint of laughter.

Audin let out a small laugh next to me.

Encred, as the captain, wanted to shout at whoever dared laugh, but held back.

He also laughed and snickered.

“It’s good to see you smiling.”

A small smile appeared on the expressionless face of the fairy. Shinar seemed to be able to kill some of the men on the continent just by slightly raising the corners of her lips.

Of course, all of them will die from the great plague called the Lovesickness.

After Sinar, Encrid also asked Audín a question.

When asked what he wanted, Audin said a short prayer to his Father in Heaven, then turned his gaze into the distance and said:

“I want to spread the teachings of the temple. I want to protect the unfortunate. I want to spread happiness in the midst of misfortune. I also want to take care of orphaned children. I want to meet those who should be sent to the Father according to the teachings of the Lord. Well, what do you think? Shouldn’t we all stay by the side of the Great Brother? That’s why I’m here. This is also God’s will. Above all, I believe that I am doing what I should do in my current position.”

From the way he spoke in a row, it seemed that Audin might be the most eloquent person in the unit.

Except for Christ and himself.

Come to think of it, Christ was also accepted as a member of the Knights Templar.

The ostensible reason was that it was easier to protect and guard those belonging to the Knights Templar.

Also, if he wasn’t a member of the Knights Templar, his position would have been ambiguous.

“Pleasure! Salon! City! Lady! Gold!”

Christ expressed his reasons for remaining in the Knights in five words: his dream was clear and distinct.

The Knighthood was generally only given to those who had proven themselves through force, but if you look at it that way, it was a fool’s errand. It was given to someone who wasn’t even a human.

I also got a witch there.

So, it would be okay to ignore common sense for a bit.

“Oh, I see.”

Encred simply nodded.

So they accepted Christ and became a strange knight order, but it didn’t matter because they weren’t a group that was formed to show off to anyone in the first place.

‘The Mad Knights.’

That’s a really well-chosen name.

Encred continued walking, thinking.

The three of them walked diligently, walking through the open fields and climbing up a mountain path in the middle.

Since the dream story, Audyn has talked a lot.

“If a person is weak, if a person is oppressed by misfortune, the Lord will give him strength. Just as you, brother, are doing.”

It sounded similar to the determination that Encred had declared to protect his back.

“Why did you follow me?”

Then, when Encred asked, Audin smiled awkwardly.

Even if that were the case, there was no reason to follow suit.

Are you trying to escape the prison of widowhood like you did when you followed me to the capital before?

For something like that, he expressed his intention to join quite actively.

Even now, when I asked him, he looked like he didn’t want to talk. Why would he make that kind of expression? It was clear that he had a reason for following me.

But I didn’t ask again.

If you don’t want to reveal your true feelings, what’s the point of digging into it?

After walking north for a day or two, I started to get a little bored.

I studied, trained, and practiced, but I never got to see any monsters or beasts.

Even though the safety road hadn’t been paved yet, it was strangely difficult to see anything.

It was only natural that there would be no thieves, since there was an order to exterminate them throughout the kingdom, and since they had nowhere to go and nothing to eat, it was much better to risk their lives to migrate to the Border Guard than to become thieves.

The rumor spread throughout Naurilia that if you joined the Border Guard, you wouldn’t starve to death.

It was the work of the Gilpin Guild, which had now evolved into a proper information guild.

Isn’t it true that words spread more easily the more they are moved?

That doesn’t mean all criminal organizations disappeared.

In each city, there would still be groups of brothers who would hang out together and do all sorts of things.

Among them, there were some who acted like bandits and promoted some cause, and there were also some who operated an information guild.

No matter how good life is, there are bound to be people who do dirty things.

As long as people live, there can be no crime.

However, Encred thought that it was something that should not be crossed.

This is what it means to cross the line.

Crazy things like kidnapping people to study the spell, dissecting them for drug research, or tying up children in the forest to make offerings to the gods.

It’s okay to worship idols, but I absolutely cannot understand why people would do such crazy things.

Besides that, there are many kids who do unspeakable things, and if I see them, I’ll cut them all down.

Those who collect rent are better off, those who are crazy or armed with strange beliefs like this deserve to die.

Anyway, since there were no monsters, Audin was bored and revealed part of his inner thoughts.

“Do you know who the saint is?”

“A symbol symbolizing divinity as determined by the religious order.”

“You’re being cynical, brother.”

“Isn’t that a wrong statement?”

Sinardo also chimed in. She too saw that there were rotten and corrupt parts in the current church.

“Saints are those who are born with a special divine nature. The same is true of saints. If they are girls, they are considered saints, and if they are boys, they are considered saints.”

In reality, there were several saints and saintesses within the current religious order.

“There was a child I knew who was called a saint.”

It was an interesting story.

It was a few more days of walking to the city and there were no monsters, so I was bored.

Audin quietly recited his old story.

* * *

“My name is Fieldin. What about you?”

It was autumn then too.

A child appeared under a tree whose leaves had turned brown and fallen in countless numbers, forming a soft chair.

The child looked obviously tired without even having to look at him twice.

Audin had stopped by the monastery for the first time in a long time.

It was a remote place even in the monastery, and it was a place where Audyn himself had prayed and pondered alone since he was young.

There was a child in that space.

Her dark brown hair appeared almost black and her eyes were a dull brown.

Yeah, those eyes looked really dull.

So he looked even more tired and like an old man worn out by the times.

That’s why it didn’t feel awkward to blurt out such rude remarks.

Audin answered obediently.

“My name is Audín Pumrey.”

“Oh, a person from the monastery?”

“I stayed at a monastery some time ago.”

“A martial artist?”

This refers to those who are commonly called monks.

It was a natural question, since the monastery where Audin stayed also raised martial artists.

It was a question that naturally came up when looking at Audin’s body.

“Yes, I did.”

“Not now?”

“I now work as an inquisitor.”

It was a short vacation, and I came to soothe my troubled mind.

“Catching heretics? Oh, I see.”

“What does Brother Phildin do?”

“Me? I make medicine.”

He wasn’t an alchemist. Anyone who looked at him would say he wasn’t. There wasn’t even a hint of that kind of atmosphere.

“I just make medicine underground all day. I think I’ll die if I keep doing this, but I live like that.”

Phildin, that child was a saint belonging to the Temple of Abundance.

Abundance also symbolizes Mother Earth.

When the god of the scales, who governed the sun and the moon, split into two, the light and the darkness of the underworld, the god of abundance, who formed the earth, accepted and embraced the underworld.

That is the teaching of the temple.

And the god of abundance was said to be the owner of the fallen fruits that fell to the ground from generation to generation, and they never neglected to take care of orphans.

And separately, eight-tenths of the divine power potions supplied throughout the continent came from the Temple of Abundance.

The priests of war were not interested in making potions, saying that if you apply saliva, you will get better, but the priests of abundance were not.

They made and supplied a great number of potions.

As a side note, there was no actual teaching that the apostles of the god of war should be spit upon.

The idea is to train and train again so that your body will heal itself.

Isn’t that the technology that was born that way regeneration?

“You don’t look happy.”

“Will it be fun? It’s not fun.”

As he spoke, Fieldin created a ray of light with his fingertips. It was truly amazing.

The very act of revealing divinity and making it visible through simple actions.

“hmm.”

Audin also let out a surprised sigh.

Then, behind me, a voice called, “Phildin, Phildin, looking for a child” was heard.

“I guess I should go back.”

Audyn said.

“I don’t want to be a saint.”

The child answered.

There was an air of dissonance between the words, similar to playing a broken instrument, but at the time, Audín did not pay much attention.

Because I myself once hated monastic life.

I felt suffocated and depressed. I was thirteen or fourteen. I don’t know why, but I wanted to run away.

I didn’t particularly dislike the temple, the teachings, or the monastic life; I liked it all, but it was just so-so.

Is that the case for Fieldin too?

What can you do if that’s not the case? There’s nothing you can do.

What can a heresy inquisitor of a religious sect and a mere believer say?

At this time, Audin was not yet comfortable handling divinity.

The boy, named Fieldin, was dressed in white clothes of the finest cloth, had neat hair, and, although he looked tired, was well-fed and well-nourished.

It looks a bit weak, so it would be better to train by holding a rock, but that is not something I should be involved in.

“Wouldn’t it be better to just die?”

It’s the child’s fault. Audyn thought so. No, he decided to think so.

Because at that time, standing on the opposite side of the church was something he could not even imagine.

Soon, those looking for Fieldin came rushing in, and they scolded the saint with polite words, telling him not to leave his seat carelessly or something big will happen.

Audin turned around and watched them from a distance.

Their meeting was brief, but this may have been the turning point for Audin to begin to develop distrust toward the church.

Later, Audin accidentally heard news of a child named Phildin.

“Saint Phildin is dead. They say he died while curing the plague. That’s what I heard.”

Plague? Where? I’ve never heard such a rumor.

They say there’s an outbreak of disease in a rural town.

It is said that Saint Phildin sacrificed his body to get rid of it.

Audin was on his way to capture those suspected of heresy.

It was a time when I was struggling with right and wrong, so I went to find the city that Fieldin had saved through sacrifice.

There was no one in that city who knew the name Fielden.

“Plague? Oh, well, some people got sick, but they got better quickly.”

That was the end of it. Fieldin’s story was no longer there.

Should I have argued? I should have.

Do you regret it? I do.

But the gloom that enveloped Audyn at that time prevented him from coming forward.

But one doubt kept bothering him like a storm in the darkness.

“Why did you pretend not to know? You knew it. I was going to die. I was going to have my sexual powers sucked out and I was going to dry up to death. You knew that.”

It was a nightmare I had had hundreds of times.

Fieldin cried tears of blood and blamed Audin.

And the current Audin opened his mouth, facing the hallucination of Fieldin that only he could see.

“I don’t know if the child died because of an accident or for some other reason, but now that my suspicions have grown into monsters, the saint’s appearance doesn’t feel like a coincidence at all to me.”

Encrid said, borrowing Audyn’s words.

“Are you saying that it seems like the Father gave you a revelation?”

Audyn answered with a faint smile. The vision of Fieldin was still visible in his eyes.

“Yes, that’s right.”

Audin wanted to be by Encrid’s side, but had no intention of breaking the ban.

“When will you abandon me? When will you lift the ban?”

Fieldin’s welcome was condemned by him.

If that’s not the case, the ban won’t be lifted.

Even though I had decided that if my life was needed in this matter and that it could be of even a small help, I would do it.

Unlike Encrid, who had a light heart, Audin was extremely serious.

Now Audin was facing his own faults, mistakes, and wrongdoings.

No matter how it ended, Audin would do what he believed.

“Okay, let’s go.”

Encrid felt Audyn’s will.

So what can you do for yourself?

No. But if something like that really happened and those who blocked my path were like that, I would draw my sword regardless of who or where they belong.

This didn’t require much willpower, nor did it require raising the sword in one’s mind. In other words, there was no need for determination. That was Encred’s attitude toward the world and his life up until now.

He was originally this kind of person.

Audin knew that too, which is why he stepped forward.

If there is any problem, Encrid will protect the child.

In the meantime, I didn’t know if there was any chance that I would have to step forward.

When I first came to Border Guard, I couldn’t even think about going out again.

I only went out twice in the capital.

Once to fight, once to leave the prison of widowhood on your own.

Audin walked, enjoying the scent of autumn that filled the surroundings.

If this was going to be his last picnic, he wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.