Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 584

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“Did you go crazy because you made me work too much?”

“Oh, how much work did you make me do? Why are you helping Dolgi? And I also understand how you feel, because it’s so absurd that I almost laugh.”

The author, who is the head of the city, the owner of the Border Guard territory, and the master of the Knights Templar, has come to stab the back of the heads of the religious order.

That was what Christo answered while looking at Abnair when Encred asked.

The two of them could not know the emotional changes that were happening inside Abnayer.

It’s just that you suddenly laugh like that, so you look like a crazy person.

After sending Encrid in, Crys headed to Abnayer.

He couldn’t even complain to the captain because he wasn’t the kind of person who would listen to him anyway, but deep in his heart, a deep sense of anxiety was rising.

It was the same as always. I’m the type of person who always thinks of the worst case scenario, no matter what.

‘If things turn out like this.’

As his anxiety grew, Christ’s extraordinary head began to move more actively.

‘What would the Holy Nation do first if it did not use force?’

What can they do to disrupt, sabotage and harass?

If it were me, I would do anything to exert influence in this area.

Worst-case scenarios run wild through my head.

At the same time, Christ also thought about what preparations he had to make to receive it.

I’ve roughly drawn a picture. But I think it’s right to check if it’s correct.

In such a situation, the presence of a strategist superior to oneself may be one of the comforting factors.

“Abnayer, please listen to see if this is correct.”

Christ told me his plan. He talked nonstop. There was no room for Abnayer to intervene.

Because he didn’t know when or what kind of accident Encred would cause, Crys had been preparing for this and that from a long time ago.

Among them, there was also one about how to support when a demon suddenly descends and fights with all its might.

Couldn’t Encred go out and come back after picking a fight with the devil?

‘Isn’t that a possibility?’

Although it would not be common for demons from the Demon Realm to advance to the Continent, Christ saw it as a possibility.

It was one of Christ’s ten worst nightmares.

“You really have such detailed dreams?”

My lover, Nurat, said it was a lot of noise, but I prepared anyway. The feud with the church was relatively easy compared to the devil’s descent.

It’s crazy, I know.

“Why are you asking when everything has already been decided?”

When Abnayer stopped listening and spoke, Christ rebuked him.

“Please concentrate. Does this seem like someone else’s business? We are all just trying to get along. What if the church here is messing around and everyone is starving and hungry? Huh? Is Azpen okay?”

“No, that’s not what I meant…….”

What kind of sincerity is this kid talking about by asking questions after everything has been decided?

Abnayer tried to defend himself like that, but Christ repeatedly scolded him and then sighed deeply.

“Anyway, I’ll do it like this.”

Abnayer listened to the plan Christ had given him and memorized it, then asked the real question that was on his mind.

“Don’t you resent him?”

Kreis rolls his eyes in anxiety, but he does his work. It was so strange, and I wondered how he could take such a thing so lightly.

Are there any authors who live on the continent with their religious affiliations?

Even the king of the southern great nation wouldn’t do something like that. I don’t know about the emperor of the empire.

Christ spoke nonchalantly, neither laughing nor crying.

“Yes, I’m familiar with it. Actually, the original name of that order was the Troublemaker Order.”

To Abnayer, the name sounded very fitting.

However, when people first heard of the Order of the Mad Knights, they probably wondered what it was, so the word “bunch of troublemakers” could not possibly be used as the name of the order.

“We will hold a meeting in a few days, so Abnaier should attend as well.”

With those words, Christ walked away quickly. He seemed to have a lot to do. You could see his annoyance in his walking as he left, but there was no resentment. It seemed like he was doing what he had to do.

Looking at it now, the whole city was like that.

Many people heard this news, but there was little concern or worry. Too little.

“You’re here.”

“Are you starting training again tomorrow?”

Some were concerned about the intensity of the training that the returning Iron Knight would require.

“Ugh, vacation, vacation. Give me a vacation. I’ll sell my soul.”

There were also soldiers who looked like half-ghouls, only crying out for leave.

“Please spar with me!”

There were many different people who requested a duel with the hero who was the returning knight commander and the person in charge of a large territory.

“You’re here! Sir!”

There, even the lord of the castle was seen coming out to welcome him.

It’s rare for an author’s talent to shine until he gets older, right?

‘Even though a knight is not a common existence.’

Well, now you’ll see more of them as junior officers than before.

All groups within the continent are revealing their hidden strengths one by one.

Before we knew it, the world was changing, and at the center of that change was an ironclad knight.

What was surprising here was that even as the power of that man, the lord, improved, Encred’s presence was still very strong.

He stimulated everyone around him by his presence, and those who did not give in or retreat under that stimulation all moved forward.

In some ways, it is a great mystery and magic.

Since that has become a reality and everyone in front of us accepts it as a given, will this incident also pass without a hitch?

‘There can be no greater mystery than this.’

Also, this was the moment when every part of the continent could show its power.

Strictly speaking, everything Encred did was like a signal to all those who had previously held back without showing their power that it was time to reveal that power and fight.

‘Is this a new world?’

Abnayer felt the continent’s map change. The wind blew and ruffled his hair.

From Azpen to Naurilia.

From captivity to present.

The winds of change were blowing.

It is a moment when the future can be glimpsed. A future where nothing can be confirmed.

Abnayer imagined various things for a moment. Then he returned to the present and looked ahead.

An old lord was seen moving with a heated attitude, saying, “Let’s spar.”

If you were the lord, you would be worried.

It seemed like he didn’t care about things like the church or the clergy.

Not everyone in the city was like this, but outwardly everyone looked the same.

They didn’t question what Encred did.

There could be only one reason.

Everything he has shown so far will prove him.

“ah.”

Abnayer had understood it in his head before, but only now did he accept it in his heart.

It wasn’t just a lack of force that led to defeat.

It was something I already knew, but seeing it with my own eyes and experiencing it firsthand made it sink deep into my heart.

‘I lost.’

Although he lost, he did not feel frustrated or despair because of the defeat. That was Abnayer’s current state of mind.

My heart was pounding and I was looking forward to tomorrow.

* * *

“What are you saying now?”

As soon as Encred returned, he told Rem, Ragnar, and everyone else about Audin’s words. This needed to be said quickly.

“He said he would beat us up a few times when Audín came back.”

Encred repeated what he had said earlier, condensing it.

“Who is who? That little bear-like youngest is me?”

“If you say that youngest one more time, it will probably be true.”

At Encred’s words, Rem snickered, holding her axe.

Who is supporting whom?

Even if you give me the distance to fight in close combat, I can’t even guess my chances of winning?

Especially when you reach Rem’s level, street fighting is a given. It’s no joke to have risen above the level of a master and become a knight.

Those who have reached this level do not easily give up the distance they want.

So, there’s no chance against the youngest bear named Audyn. He’s just a tough bear that’s too hard to beat.

“You’re talking nonsense.”

Rem spoke again. It was something he could say since he clearly knew Audyn’s limitations through their previous training.

“In my opinion, that bear-like man is one level above you.”

Sinar intervened from the side. You don’t know what a fight is until you see it. But there were bound to be things that could be seen.

The concentration and degree of divinity that was held in Will’s stead were the criteria for judgment. Of course, even so, it is impossible to know the outcome of a fight where one’s life is at stake. But what if it was a duel? What if it was a situation where one could not really swing an axe?

Rem’s eyebrows furrowed at the fairy’s words. It was the expression she had when she heard something she didn’t want to hear.

Would that fairy lie? The odds of that happening were slim. Encred was not the type of author to joke about such things.

“really?”

Rem asks again.

“really.”

Encred nodded silently.

Rem had a feeling that this was true.

Encred was a very serious person, especially when it came to swordsmanship and martial arts.

He was not a great man who would lie about such things.

Beside him, Ragna opened his eyes a little wider than usual and asked.

“who?”

“Audin.”

Encred answered kindly.

“who?”

Ragnar repeated the same words in the same tone.

“He said he would come within a few months at the latest.”

Encred spoke calmly. He knew that only those who were willing to listen would hear him anyway. And he knew that these kids couldn’t possibly not know that he had noticed.

Didn’t everyone know that Audin was hiding something?

Even Pell and Lawford knew.

In fact, they also noticed.

In addition, if Audyn dies, he will not reveal what he has.

It was a fact I knew because I had been tormented countless times in the name of training.

But did that guy break my shell?

Despite Encred’s words, Lawford, Pell, and Luagarne remained unchanged.

Saxony was the same. He could not be said to be on good terms with Audin, but he could not be said to be on bad terms either.

The two of them respected each other’s territory without knowing it.

But it wasn’t Rem and Ragna.

The two of them teased and bullied Audín a lot, even making him act like the youngest for a while.

Only recently did rumors start to circulate that he was the youngest Ragnar, a bloodthirsty youngest, but before that, it was safe to say that he had been teasing him harshly, driving him around like a bear-like youngest. At least that was how it seemed on the outside.

Rem stood up, holding the axe. Wasn’t he a little lazy about training these days, playing with his new toy – Rem’s squad?

That was the case. Now there will be no time for that.

“Don’t come looking for me for a while.”

Luckily, luck was on my side. Recently, I found traces of a strange creature within the Pen-Hanil Mountains, which looked like an amorphous demon.

It seemed like it could be used as a spell to transform it into something useful.

I don’t know the method yet. That was a problem I had to think about from now on. However, it became a bit urgent.

Originally, I had planned to find a way very slowly, but now that was no longer possible.

In the West, this is often referred to as trying to sunbathe when the sun is about to set.

It was a phrase with a similar meaning to the saying, “A spark fell on the instep.”

As the saying goes, “dark morning,” it is sometimes shortened to “sunset chasing.”

Anyway, it got urgent.

“Tell that bastard Wangnuni that our unit is on vacation for the time being!”

Although he rarely went out after the weather got chilly, he showed his will by bringing in heated stones and heated leather from the barracks and wrapping them around his body.

Encred nodded at that and asked.

“Sparring later?”

“See you in a few days.”

It would be crazy to go to the Pen-Hanil Mountains alone, but my opponent was Rem.

“When you die, I will bury your body properly.”

When Encred raised his hand and spoke, Rem smiled and answered.

“You played around with religious people and even learned how to say blessings? Why don’t you even pray for them?”

“If that’s necessary, I’ll do it for you.”

“Hey, get out of here. Can’t you see I’m busy?”

It wasn’t something a guy who had been oiling his axe and warming himself by the campfire inside his quarters had to say before Encred arrived.

Ragna quietly held his sword, then stood up, took a seat in the corner of the training ground, and began swinging his sword.

Whoosh. Swoosh. Boom.

It was a sword swing that made a different sound every time it was swung.

Encred also seemed to be filled with motivation when he saw the two.

I also wanted to write down what I realized while coming.

As always, as soon as I got back, I went about my daily routine.

The daily routine of swinging a sword, training, and practicing.

“Are you planning on bringing home a girl every time you go out? Collecting them? Is that face the problem?”

There was an incident where Esther, who had transformed into a human form, spoke to me in the middle.

“The sadness of an unpopular man is welling up. It’s not about the face, but the child needs a place to stay.”

Encred answered quietly in a language Esther could not understand.

I thought I had forgotten, but Seiki’s words lingered deep in my heart.

As soon as Seiki arrived at the Border Guard, he quickly adapted and was now following Shinaru around.

Sometimes he would just ask me to train together, but when he saw the mountains, fields, and new terrain, he seemed to be excited.

Are all Highlanders similar to Seiki? When they discover new terrain, do they enjoy observing and exploring it?

Is she special, or are all Highlanders like that?

Coming to the city, I remembered what Seiki had said.

“I want to live in the mountains my whole life. It’s not that I don’t like hanging out with people or anything, I just like living that way. A life where I hunt, eat delicious food, and sometimes count stars, look at the moonlight, and drink alcohol.”

It was a life she had learned from her grandfather. She wanted to grow old and die like that, repeating morning and evening every day.

Could she give that life great meaning? I don’t think so. But I could feel her desperate desire for that life.

Should we ignore it because it’s simple? That’s not the case.

Do all dreams have to change the world?

That probably isn’t it either.

Do all dreams have to be accompanied by difficult obstacles?

Of course not.

Should every dream be one that changes one’s life?

That won’t be it either.

“I also know that my wishes may change now. My grandfather has said many times that I have too little experience and know nothing. He said that my dream of dying as a mountain man, even if I wasn’t born a Highlander, may be because I was young and didn’t know anything. But if my thoughts change, shouldn’t I think about it then? Anyway, for now, I want to live like that. Just like I said.”

These were the words of a child who loved the moon and stars, mountains and rocks, waterfalls and streams, the freshness of spring, the sunshine and heat of summer, the coolness and abundance of autumn, the cold of winter and the pure white snowflakes falling from the sky.