Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 610

610. Of course

Encred did not judge the current situation to be a crisis when considering everything including the situation before and after, his current ability, and the power of the knights.
Although he did not know all of the people gathered before him, he had heard the general outline of the situation.

“I heard the Paladins have joined. That doesn’t mean you won’t go, right?”

Didn’t Christ say this?
Those who come from the Holy Nation are the ones who can’t be expected.

“There was chaos on that side too, with the factions splitting up and fighting. On top of that, there were fights everywhere due to the cult’s rise, and it was said that demons were pouring out of the demon realm. It was a total mess, so I couldn’t predict how they would react.”

He said. Encred just nodded.
Even if all of them turned into enemies, he had no intention of changing what he had decided.
Encred was originally this kind of person. Everyone knew that. If he hadn’t been this crazy to begin with, he wouldn’t have gotten to where he is now.
That’s how Encred made his decision clear.
Noah will live. The monastery will live. No one in here will die.
That’s what he had decided. Therefore, this was a request he had made to himself.

“If we’re friends now, shouldn’t I be more careful with you?”

Noah said, still being sincere.

“Oh, I don’t really listen to other people.”

When Encred responded to that, his face became blank, unable to find the words to say.

“So from now on, just take a look.”

The words that contained Will came out naturally. Encred poured out his will. Noah looked at the hero who had tried to be his friend, still speechless.
The hero stood up, turning his back on the light outside the window.

* * *

“set.”

Encred said as he left the room, but everyone was already gathered around him.
Among them, a warrior from the Order of the Exterminating Cult approached. They didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping him. They had been waiting all this way and had suffered so much.
The nameless Templar spoke with a hardened expression. He looked anxious and worried.

“Do you know who is out there?”

I didn’t know. Encred shook his head.
I heard it vaguely, but I didn’t listen carefully, so I really didn’t know.

‘What on earth made them come here? What are they thinking? These authors?’

The priests had to say something, even though
they felt like something was wrong. These people were not just crazy in words.
I had to warn them of the danger.
I had to make them come to their senses and look after their own safety.
At least those who came here to protect what was right should not die like dogs.

“There are two knights born of Libra and Abundance. Both are proven performers.”

The nameless knight’s speech was extremely serious and grave.

So now you see how dangerous it is?

Encred heard something like this.
Encred blinked while staring at the nameless paladin. So that must mean something.
The paladin couldn’t exactly hear what Encred’s eyes were saying, but it was clear that he had no intention of backing down.

“He is not just a knight, he is the best among the knights.”

The paladin spoke again.
Did you know this? This is it.

“Is that so?”

Encred asked his knights, examining the chest and attire of the paladins. His voice was indifferent.

“We’ve already heard that. That’s what we’ve said.”

Rem answered. She had already heard the Templar chattering so loudly. Didn’t he keep chattering all the way here and say it was dangerous?
Rem’s tone was a little irritated rather than indifferent. It was the same as when she came out of the Border Guard.
The reason for the irritation? It wasn’t because of the Templar’s ​​nagging.
There was only one reason.
Why are you acting like this on a cold day? A sense of crisis? What kind of food is that?
That was what he was saying with his actions and expressions. So no matter what the Templar said, there was no way it would work.
Ragna, who was standing next to him, pretended to think for a moment and then answered.

“Are they both mine?”

A holy knight? Wouldn’t a holy knight who was bound by divinity be fun to deal with? Didn’t the arrogant bear named Audin say he would train him? Then it would be perfect to deal with him while warming up before the arrogant bear came back.
If we kill those two, it wouldn’t be hard to beat up the bear that came back.
He would be a good training partner. This thought only crossed Ragnar’s mind once.
No one could know Ragnar’s mind, though.

“I will show you the swordsmanship of the spring breeze that drives away the cold.”

Shinar said something that was hard to understand, but in fact, she had said it to Encred several times on the way.
She said she would show him the elf’s unique swordsmanship.
Encred took it as a half-joke.
Just because she was spouting a ridiculous fairy-like joke here, Shinar’s skills didn’t become meaningless.
She was capable of keeping her word to the army standing in front of her.
To put it simply, she was going to cut down that army with the spring wind swordsmanship to show Encred.
Since fairies don’t care about others’ feelings, they naturally had no sense of crisis. They didn’t show it out of courtesy.
The nameless paladin watching them took a deep breath and calmed his breathing.
It felt like he couldn’t communicate with anyone, and his chest tightened in frustration.
Lawford, Pel, and Teresa just nodded. I see. There’s a paladin. That was their attitude.
Do they have a chance to face them? It would be hard to win, but they’d like to fight?
Luagarne and Saxon weren’t much different. Saxony thought, ‘Should I go and kill them first?’, and Luagarne wondered how Encred would fight against the knights.
Even without saying it, this atmosphere was clearly expressed on the outside.
They were a mad knight order because they were tainted by Encred’s madness.

“Did you hear me correctly?”

The nameless paladin spoke, unable to hold back.
He too had seen them march across the monastery, and had heard of the Mad Knights or the Knights of the Iron Wall.
However, their fame had only recently grown.
However, the two paladins standing outside had been there for over twenty years.
One was called the Guardian of the Nest.
The other was the successor to one of the Apostles of Abundance, a calamity nicknamed the Joint-Crushing Serpent, who was said to be the most skilled fighter, excluding the Apostles of the God of War.
If we were to judge only by one-on-one combat, he would be considered the best monster on the continent.

“But aren’t there any priests or followers of the god of war?”

Encred was still calm.
Was now the time to ask such a question?
The nameless knight took a moment to catch his breath before answering the question.
He intended to answer the other person’s question first and then try to persuade him again.

“There are not many who worship the God of War. I don’t know how many there are, but if they are of the rank of knight or semi-knight, they will all be on the battlefield, not here.”

There were many things going on within the sect that believed in the god of war after losing Audin, and one of them was that they barely got involved in the affairs of the sect, including the heresy inquisitor.
They lost a bundle of talent that would lead the next sect. If nothing had happened, that would have been strange.
In this way, the god of war stepped back from all the affairs of the sect. Thanks to that, there were only a handful of apostles of the god of war in this position.
This also became the reason why those who believed in the god of war gradually became reclusive.
Since they didn’t get involved in external affairs, they didn’t have a chance to seek power, and since they lost power, their words naturally lost their power.
As a result, they naturally became a reclusive sect.
The current pope of the god of war was just trying to do his job well while maintaining internal discipline.
Naturally, he wasn’t going to go into detail about these internal circumstances.
Encred wasn’t curious about that either.

“A temple?”
“A fight to stop the demons.”

The face of the nameless knight darkened significantly and he began to mutter to himself.

“You could call it a real temple.”

The battlefield that the Holy Knight was talking about was the battle to block the magic realm.
Encred nodded.
Even in this situation, there were those who did their jobs.
If not, the continent would have been completely destroyed long ago.
So Encred himself was going to do what he had to do.

“Az? What?”
“It’s Azratik. Azratik!”

The nameless knight’s voice grew louder as he became anxious.
Not all knights are the same.
He whispered to himself.

“Oh, I agree.”

The gray-haired barbarian nodded beside him.
What the hell are these guys?
Who is the Paladin Azratik? He is the author of a twenty-year-old snake. If you get caught in that snake’s clutches, it won’t end with just a bone or two being broken, so why don’t you feel any sense of danger?

“Are you really planning to fight?”
“Did it look like we came for a picnic?

Encred answered the paladin and led everyone back to the monastery. It was the answer that ended the nagging.
The paladin could not open his mouth anymore.
When Encred took the lead, the paladin had no choice but to follow.
As they walked along the bumpy road through the monastery, they saw a colonnade covered with dry vines, a statue of the God of Abundance that was relatively clean, and a small hut-shaped residence, along with everyone living in the monastery who came out to the road next to the pillar and watched Encred and his party walk. Their gazes were a mixture of hope and anxiety.
To be exact, it should be said that there was twice as much anxiety as hope.
Encred walked silently while watching that.
The nameless paladin did not know whether it was right to give false hope to the onlookers or to make them face reality.
That was why he also had nothing to say.
Didn’t even Noah agonize over lying to reassure his child?
As they passed by, a child asked.

“Sir, are you here to protect us?”

A middle-aged priestess was placing her hand on the child’s shoulder.
There was no need to blame the child for asking the question. It was a question that everyone in the room would have been curious about.
As soon as Noah finished organizing the monastery, he took care of children who had lost their parents in a nearby city.

“Let’s share the food and make the sleeping space smaller. Isn’t that okay?”

He said that.
That choice could not be said to be right now.
Because of the childcare he had done, there were more than ten children’s corpses here.
The nameless knight knew that and could not just sit by and watch, so he came.

‘Power, might, must the innocent die for it? Lord, answer me.’

Since the Father did not give him the answer, he came to find the answer himself.
As the Bible says, if you wish, ask, and if you only wish inwardly, you will not receive anything.
So the child who came to the monastery asked. It was a question that could be seen as half anxiety and half hope.
Encred placed his hand on the child’s head.

“Of course.”

Will they find hope in a short answer? The anxiety eased a little, but the dark clouds did not disappear.
Of course. It was not something that could be conveyed through words.
When they reached the main gate of the monastery, they saw some people who had somewhat prepared their troops in front, perhaps because they were still angry after being broken through earlier.
There was one person sitting on a high chair in the center, and many people gathered around him. They seemed to be the core of the ghoul clan that worshipped the Gray God.
While Encred walked, an unknown paladin followed him and spoke incessantly. He was truly worried about them.

“It’s not just the two paladins. There are also priests and those skilled in holy magic. One of them, Norma, can fire more than twenty gray holy bullets at a time, and each one is said to be like a giant striking. Even if you’re a knight, you shouldn’t go out like this head-on. You should at least come up with a strategy….”

It was a little noisy, but it was okay.
I could see the dented breastplate covering his chest. Judging by the tired look on his face, it was clear that he hadn’t slept for days.
A few days ago, he risked his life to steal food and almost died, right? He must have
gotten hurt then, because his left leg was limping slightly.
It was an unnatural appearance that wouldn’t be noticeable unless you looked closely.
That meant that he was currently enduring the pain and pretending to be fine.
I also saw his pupils shaking when he saw the child asking.
Even so, he walked with his chest out as if he was fine, and Encred patted the child on the head, telling him not to worry.

‘You must know that if you waver, it will affect other people.’

I heard from Noah about his affiliation.
The Priests of the Extermination Society, a group that fights solely for the purpose of exterminating cults, was here.
Why?
I asked Noah and got the answer.

“I couldn’t stand to see innocent people die. That’s all there is to it.”

He said so.
Encred also liked this author.
This man himself thought that this was not right, and he came here prepared to die.
Will his death change anything? It won’t. Judging from what he said, he knew that too. But why would he endure a dog’s death?
It’s because he thinks this is right. This is what belief is.
That’s why he likes it.

“If you are anonymous, then you have no name?”

Encred looked at the gathered men in the distance and asked.

“Yes, I haven’t received a name yet, brother. But that’s not important right now, is it?”

Encred was fond of being called brother.

“I see.”

As soon as Encred finished speaking, a cloud of dust rose above the monastery walls and formed a whitish shape. It was a gray mass of light that resembled a dragonfly.

“Gray Blast Spell!”

The friendly paladin recognized it and shouted.
That gray mass was a spell that caused an explosion on contact.
It was also a spell exclusively used by those who had realized the gray light.