Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 616

616. Abbot Noah

At Overdeer’s words, Noah suddenly jumped forward.

“No! This is all my fault. Don’t blame them! I asked for help and they came forward without knowing anything!”

It was a shout made without considering whether it was right or wrong because he was in a hurry.
Even though he had the upper hand, he could have died from a single arrow, but he was truly fearless.
Encred thought as he turned his body to an angle that could block an arrow that might fly.

‘Am I being too forward to say that I came forward without knowing anything?’

Noah pointed to himself and said he didn’t know anything, but it seemed like no one would believe that.
Noah limped as if he had sprained his ankle at some point, spread his arms, and stood between Overdeer and the author, the leader of the Cult of Extermination Priests, and Encred.
Encred stared blankly at the two, their arms hanging down while holding swords.
Would he lose if he fought them both at the same time? I don’t know. If he could handle it all by himself, it seemed like he would. However, since he wasn’t alone here, he didn’t think he would be outnumbered.

“There is a spring breeze that I haven’t been able to show you. Don’t worry.”
“I also have energy left just from watching.”

Behind Encred, Sinar and Luagarne spoke in turn.
I don’t know what the spring breeze meant, but it seemed like it meant that fairies also had strength left over.

“Even if I worshipped the devil, that’s my problem alone.”

Noah shouted. His neck was bloodshot. Words that could have been useless cries that could not be persuaded were spread throughout the room.
How many people on the current continent would listen to the cries of the powerless?
But what if there was more than one such voice?
Someone stepped forward. They stood beside Noah. They increased one by one.
They were monks who had been watching Noah shout. Priests belonging to the monastery.
Among them were priests who could not use their divinity, and there were also martial monks who had changed their minds after the previous Seiki incident.
One of them stood next to Noah, who had cut his scalp with a knife to reveal his round scalp. His legs trembled. It couldn’t have been without fear.
A dozen or so people gathered around him and eventually formed a group behind Noah. They were the ones who helped Noah lead the monastery. Some of them pushed the chest of the young monk who was about to step forward.
The middle-aged woman who had pushed the chest of the young monk looked around at the remaining children.
If I could save them by dying, wouldn’t that be an honor?
Then I would become a martyr.
Even if everyone calls me a devil worshiper, if that is the price to pay for saving the children, I would endure it. The woman stepped forward and said.

“How could it be one person’s problem? If there is responsibility, it must be everyone’s problem.”
“It’s not the children or them. It’s us.”
“Director Noah, why are you acting alone?”

They say. Words spoken alone have more power. The way to give power to words is to stand by them.
What does it take for a king to exist as a king?
He needs people who acknowledge him as a king and stand by him.
Now, there were people by Noah’s side who could give power to his words.

“Why are you coming out?”

Noah was not impressed by them. He seemed a little embarrassed, then took a breath, and only then did his anxious expression ease a little. Noah spoke again.
It was a completely different calm tone from when he had rushed out a little while ago.
His tone, tone, and attitude had the power to focus people’s attention in a different way than Krang.

“I do not know how to handle the divine. The Lord has not permitted me to do so. So I cannot stop you by force.”

Noah continued.

“I just pray. The responsibility is mine.”

Everyone listened to him. It was a soft, yet pleasing tone that made it seem natural.

“It’s not a story that will reach those children, who are still young, with the hero from the Border Guard, is it?”

The divine is said to be light.
But just because you can’t emit that light doesn’t mean you can’t be a priest.
Noah was a priest and a man who knew how to protect.
Even if these were his last words while he was alive, he was a man who wouldn’t avoid it if there was no reason to.
He was a man who knew how to protect everyone with the shield of the beliefs he had built inside himself.
They didn’t do anything. They weren’t devil worshippers. Encred knew that.
So if those two, including Overdeer who had just stepped forward, were talking nonsense about being devils, then his job was set.
Encred thought.
Becoming an enemy of the Holy Nation? I’ll endure it.
Becoming an enemy of the cult-destroying priests who were ruthless martyrs and fighters?
I’ll endure that too.
If the entire continent were to point fingers at him? I’ll endure that too.
It’s fun to hear praise and cheers, but I don’t live solely for that, and I don’t give up on myself for that.
This was always the pride and belief of someone who lived only for today, hoping for tomorrow.
Amidst the chilly air, an unknown knight who had joined earlier stepped forward. He felt that he also needed to step forward to help resolve the situation.

“Are you here because the monastery worships the devil?”

Devil worship is a symbol of a cult.
Isn’t that what the name of the Demonic Cult Sect implies? The reason for the existence of the Cult Extermination Priests’ Association was to destroy cults, as the name suggests. So they may have come to destroy this monastery.

“Or have you come to punish me for running away?”

The paladin tried to give them a reason. It might have been a subtle suggestion that they should take his life instead of the unnecessary fight that came to punish him.
The leader was a knight. He was the leader of the priesthood, which was part of the power of the Holy Nation.
It was difficult to read the expression on his scarred face.
All that could be seen was the steady patience of someone who had endured pain for a long time.
And Overdeer, who had been angry and shouted “Palpun,” thought about Noah’s words for a moment before stepping forward. The prophet, who knew how to seize an opportunity, saw this as one of those opportunities.
A chance to decide where he would stand.

“If that’s why you came, then I guess my place has already been decided.”

Overdeer stepped forward and stood next to Encred, changing the direction of his gaze.
This made it clear whose side he was on.

“Palpun-i was talking about that apostle of abundance over there.”

Audin smiled at the next words. He had finally defeated Azratik and rendered him half-crippled.
Azratik had lost one arm and one ankle.
Even a human with some kind of divinity could not regenerate a severed arm. Unless he was a Prok, regeneration was impossible.
So it would be right to give up on the severed arm. The ankle was in a similar situation.
He wasn’t cut off, but he was crushed and broken with divinity. This could not be recovered. Even if you poured divinity on him, he would limp for the rest of his life.
He didn’t do it on purpose. He was not someone you could deal with lightly.
The scarred priest chief silently looked at Encred. It seemed like he didn’t listen to the words of the holy warrior under his command. His light-filled blue eyes met his dull dark brown eyes.
After a short silence, the priest chief opened his mouth.

“There is no one here so foolish as to condemn a single monastery as a servant of the devil.”

He was polite.
He continued.

“It’s too late to realize that you are right, brother.”

The group called the Society of the Exterminating Cult was unique in its very existence.
They listened to the Pope’s orders, but if necessary, their leader could wage war at will. Of course, they lived only to thoroughly exterminate the cult.
It was a place created by gathering only such people.
Those who lost their families to the cult, those who lost their lovers to the cult, those who lost everything they had to the cult.
They were a group of avengers and martyrs who fought even though they knew they would die if they said a word. That’s why their battles were always fierce, harsh, and cruel.
Although he was the leader of such an armed group, he bowed his head too easily.

“If I had seen the monastery burning, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life.”

This is what I said while looking at my brother.

“Didn’t you come to punish me for my mistakes?”
“I came to thank you for enlightening me, my brother who alone walked the right path.”

The nameless knight stared at his master in silence for a moment. He too had come to save the monastery.

“So, when this is over, I’ll come back.”
“If you’ll accept.”

I didn’t know the details, but I could tell just by listening to him. The nameless knight didn’t come with permission in the first place.
He came halfway through, but instead of punishing him for it, the captain talked about reflecting on his actions.
What a wonderful author. Encred looked at him with that thought, and the captain also happened to look at Encred.

“I would like to thank you as well. Encred of the Border Guard, if it weren’t for you I would have been late.”
“I don’t think it was late since we didn’t stop and kept moving.”
“Is that so?”
“I think so.”
“Will you let us clean up the mess we made?”
“Of course.”

Encred took back his sword and stepped aside. The blade of the sword Eitri had given him was completely undamaged, unlike before.
His will was the will of the entire Order of Mad Knights.

“What? Am I supposed to just be a bystander now?”

As Rem approached, Ragna, who had been staring at the wall in fear, also trudged back.

“Have you seen my wall?”

As soon as he arrived, he said this to Encred, as if he didn’t care what other people thought.

“Yeah. It was messy.”

Rem answered.

“I didn’t ask you. The savage who got lucky.”
“Who got lucky? Huh?”

Their fight wasn’t that serious, so I didn’t try to stop it.

“Saxony.”

It seemed like calling Saxon was the first thing to do.
Saxon moved at some point and came back behind Encred from behind where Overdeer had been standing.
If he had been in a hurry, he would have grabbed one of the two by the throat, but since Overdeer seemed relatively easy, he had placed him in his attack range.
Since they were all experienced in handling Will, they could read Saxon’s intentions to some extent. That’s why it was even more surprising. Because
no one had noticed his presence until Encred called.

“I guess I’ll have to show you my spring breeze next time.”

Sinardo also said that Lawford, Pell, and Teresa also came back dripping with blood. Naturally, most of it was enemy blood.

“Two under Lawford, I have come to carry out your orders.”

Lawford came back and said.

“There must be two squires under Pell.”

Pel took it.

“You still have a sister who is greater than you.”

Teresa also chimed in.
Judging from the way she spoke each word, it seemed like she wasn’t seriously hurt.
Esther had already turned into a leopard.

“But why does it feel like you’re talking about something other than me?”

As I spoke while watching the situation where Overdeer was returning, Audin smiled and accepted my words.

“Old but quick-witted brother, go do your work.”
“Yes, that’s why I came.”

Overdeer had concluded from watching Encred before that if he couldn’t bring that author in, he should just stand by him. That’s why he didn’t have any worries even now.
But even if Encred hadn’t been there, he would have protected the monastery.
When he came here, he saw that. There was enough reason for that. To be honest, he was a little surprised.
Overdeer was a calculating and calculating person. He would have even calculated to sacrifice the monastery if necessary.

‘I almost regretted it.’

I’ve already seen Encred’s vessel. So there’s no need to be surprised. He looked at someone else and his eyes sparkled. He
saw a priest who couldn’t emit divinity standing precariously, sighing in relief.
It was Noah. Overdeer saw that those who stood by Noah weren’t the kind of people who would bravely step forward.
He had learned of Noah’s monastery while saving Seiki, and he had finished his own investigation.
His investigation went so far as to dig into the pasts of everyone inside.
Through that, he was able to predict their behavior patterns to some extent.
It was a habit that suited his nickname, the Prophet. Investigating, understanding, and predicting.
In his view, those who stood by Noah should have just watched and stepped back. But no. They stepped forward. They tried to protect him. Who was the cause of this change? An ironclad knight who had come from a foreign country?
No.

“Did you say Noah?”
“Oh, Sir Overdeer.”
“Okay, let’s talk after work.”
“If you’re threatening, I’ll stay by your side.”

Encred intervened from behind.

“Do I look like a threat or something?”

Overdeer tilted his head.

“Wasn’t it?”

Encred asked back.

“What do you think of me? Tsk.”

Overdeer laughed, clicked his tongue, and turned around. Now he really had to do something.
He had to cut out the rotten parts of the apple tree that he had grown with so much care and affection.
Even so, he couldn’t completely cut it out, but it was still something.

‘From now on, it’s something that takes time.’

Mul watched the situation unfold and realized that he had been manipulated.

“Damn you. Overdeer, is that you? Did you do this on purpose?”

Overdeer is a master of rigging. Mul knows that. That’s why he said that.
Overdeer felt wronged this time. It
wasn’t a rigged game, but rather a game that Mul had set up.
It was unpredictable that Encred of the Border Guard would move. The iron-walled knight was hard to predict in the first place.

“You will not be a man who can reason. If you resist to the end, I will send you all to God. Kneel down and put your forehead on the floor. After that, receive the punishment that God gives you. That is the last consideration I will give you.”

Overdeer was not a softie to his enemies. The same goes for the Priests of the Extermination Society.

“Kill anyone who attacks.”

The short order was even more threatening. Especially since it was the leader himself who spoke up.
If Overdeer’s nickname was Prophet, then the leader’s nickname was Berserker.
It was an aggressive nickname for a priest leader from the Holy Nation, but he lived up to that nickname. He was a man
who fought madly. The priests under his command were the same.

“Is it right for the Demon Realm to disappear? What is the reason for the existence of the Divine? Is it right for this continent to be divided? Or is it right for it to become one? Why is the Empire not moving?”

The end of Müll was a never-ending question. Where did the power of gray come from? If he dug as deep as Müll, there was no way he wouldn’t know its origin.
The gray light he emitted was contaminated, and the source of that contamination was related to the demon who lived in the demon realm.
It didn’t mean that the devil had intervened, though.
Encred didn’t bother to dig that far.
Now it was their job to take care of it.
If it weren’t for Overdeer and the head priest, it might have been difficult to protect the entire monastery.
Seeing what Noah was doing, he seemed like the one who would die first to save the people.
Well, he just watched the end of this noisy affair with such thoughts.
Müll couldn’t recite the spell of fanaticism. The priests who came with Overdeer wouldn’t allow it.
One by one, those who knelt down and eventually rebelled died. There was no battle. The sun began to set before he knew it. As the sun set, darkness came.
The night that came that way was more like a velvet robe that wrapped everyone warmly rather than being cold.

“Lord.”

Noah knelt on one side and prayed.
Before Overdeer could even look at him, Encred had already known that Noah was not the type of person to end up in a monastery.
It felt that way.
It literally came true.
Overdeer would not leave him alone.