Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 636

636. Yes. Encrid had no intention of listening.

The chair made of carved bone glowed palely in the darkness. It was an eerie light, distinctly different from sunlight or moonlight.
Shinar’s blond hair, sitting on it, looked dull against the ominous light.

“Welcome. Let me introduce you. Here is my companion.”

Shinar spoke and spread his hands behind him.
The smell reached his nose before anything else. It seemed like everything that could smell, such as the smell of rotten meat, secretions, and excrement, had been gathered together.
It was a smell that a normal person would not be able to endure without pinching his nose. Encred chose to block his sense of smell.
The more he trained his senses, the more he would learn to dull and dull them.
After blocking his sense of smell, he craned his neck and took in what she was introducing with her palm. Behind him, Brisa raised the glowstone a little higher.
The light source became higher and the visible area increased. It still couldn’t illuminate everything, but it was enough.
There was a troll, an ogre, and a ghoul. The troll was riding a two-headed man-faced dog. They didn’t roar or drool. They just waited quietly. There was no denying that they seemed to be waiting for Shinar’s orders.

“The companionship was a joke.”

“Sinaar said, her voice ringing like a tuned keyboard.

“Instead, I decided to become their queen.”

It’s a lie.
Fairies don’t know the word lie. They learn to lie only after wandering the continent and being worn down by the waves. Shinar told the lie he learned that way.
In other words, it was incredibly clumsy.
What would Chrys, a born liar who enjoys telling lies with his clever mind, think of Shinar now?

“What do you usually think of me?”

Should I say this?
Even though it wasn’t exactly a moment to laugh, the first thought that came to mind was funny.
That’s how it was when I was confronted with such a lame lie. That ’s how it was
. I didn’t have to hold back laughter. But I couldn’t laugh.
Why?
It must be because the fairy specializes in controlling her emotions.
Her habit of absorbing everything around her and learning from it naturally led her to accept some of their attitudes. It must have happened in the realm of the unconscious.
This was definitely not because she was angry.

“Now, do you want to fight my children?”

A peculiar entity, a troll, an ogre, and a ghoul, stepped forward to the throne where she sat.

“……Who is whose child?”

Arkoiris, who had been listening from behind, stepped forward. The fairy who had been in love with Shinar could not hide her emotions and showed them on her face.
The skin on her face that moved subtly represented her current state of mind. The wrinkles around her eyes, the narrowed eyebrows, the trembling lips, all of these emotions were suffering. However, it was not a distorted expression like a human’s.

“There is no need for this.”

Arcoiris muttered. Her voice was very small, but no one in the room was dull enough to not hear it.

“I can’t leave you as the devil’s bride.”

Arcoiris spoke again. The fairy’s intention was clear. However, what was different from when she had spoken before was that there was a light in her eyes.
A light of hope.
There was no need to question who had given her that light.
The owner of the blue eyes that radiated light in the darkness drew his weapon.

Chiriring.

The silver sword absorbed the light of the luminous stone and emitted a white light that contained moonlight. Sometimes, people say that silver is a metal that resembles the moon.
It means that it emits such a mysterious light.
If you were to see the light coming from Encred’s sword now, everyone would nod their heads in agreement.

“You shouldn’t have come here.”

Shinar says. Encrid raises his sword with an indifferent attitude. He places the blade between his eyes. He focuses. He checks the approaching monster. His thoughts accelerate in his head, his eyes of insight open, and he sees the future.

“Take one of the grills. Pel.”

Behind the body of the monster, something like soot was visible. It was a demon possessing it, enhancing its natural abilities, but of course, Encred and the group were unaware of this fact.
It was also something that didn’t really matter even if they knew.
Encred drew a path with accelerated thinking. It was a path that would take them right up to Shinar.

Krrrrrr.

A sound like boiling water flowed from the mouths of the three monsters.

Thud!

The human-faced dog, which kicked the ground with its hind legs, rushed forward. Of course, the troll riding on its body was with it. It extended its claws and tried to swing.
It was fast. However, it was linear, so it was easy to predict.
It was difficult to say that its speed and power were more fierce than the sword of the fairy knight they met in the middle.
Encred opened his left foot outward and simultaneously loaded his sword with an aggressive level of Will.
The blade of the true silver sword rang out. It seemed as if the sword was speaking through his palm.
That his body would burst.
Then, Encred slashed the sword he had poured his Will into diagonally.
In terms of swordsmanship, it was a simple diagonal slash. In terms of the concept of a slash of the stern, it could be called a slash
of the middle sword style. However, what was loaded into that sword was all the Will that Encred had.
In everyone’s eyes, even in Shinar’s eyes, the blade that Encred had swung disappeared in an instant.
The blade that had exceeded a certain speed tore through the air.

Liar!

It was a sound that burst from where the blade passed. And before the sound could stimulate the auditory organ, Encred’s black troll and the human-faced dog had already passed through.
The troll and the human-faced dog split vertically and bounced to the side, centering around Encred. There was also a thud- sound in the middle. Black blood from the dead monster’s body filled the floor.
The floor on the floor they had come down to wasn’t wet, but Encred had just made it wet like the previous floor. He did so with the monster’s blood.
Encred held his breath and spit it out, then swung his sword.
The blade, which had risen in a semicircle in the air, took the position of the upper level.
The ogre took a stance, using his forearm as a shield without a weapon, to block his path. The thing rushed forward, revealing its eyes between his forearms.
It was funny to see the thing blocking his path and rushing at him.
Encred felt new willpower surge as much as the Will he had consumed.
Yes, at this moment, he felt stronger than ever since he had entered the labyrinth.
There is a gap between the ogre’s forearms. If necessary, he can poke through it. But there is no need to poke through it. He can just cut it open.
Encred felt the weight of the air as if he had stepped into a swamp made of crushed rocks. It weighed down his shoulders and grabbed his ankles.

‘be heavy.’

The weight was pressing down on my shoulders and limbs, crushing my blood vessels and making them burst. But it was bearable.
Hadn’t I endured it just a moment ago? A part of Will that moved unconsciously rushed to protect my entire body.
When I overcame that and swung my sword, a loud noise erupted again.

Liar!

That’s how Encred finished his second slash.

Phew!

The blade split open the ogre’s head and body.
The ogre, which had been cut from the head to the left side of the chest, gushed out brains, internal organs, and black blood. It reached out to the air and struggled as it did just before it died. Then it stumbled and fell. The sound of it falling was loud.
In the meantime, Fel had killed the ghoul. Judging from the fact that one of the ghoul’s arms was burnt and torn, it seemed that Luagarne had not just watched.
After a short silence, Shinar left his impressions. It was an unexpected comment.

“You’ve become dull, Enki.”

Even though he said he had become dull, that was not a reference to his swordsmanship. The level of the blow he had just shown was higher than anything he had ever shown before. It
was all thanks to his consideration of swordsmanship, his way of using his will, and everything else that had greatly improved.
It was also achieved with the help of the swordsmanship that Shinar had shown him, which symbolized the four seasons.

“I’ve become dull.”

But Shinar judged it that way. Without waiting for her answer, he continued speaking again.

“If you were a knight and wanted to move on, you should have turned away. You are dull. You are so dull that you can’t cut anything.”

Encred wiped the blood off his sword and ran his left hand over his hair.
His hands were soaked with the blood that had splattered from killing two monsters. It was sticky.
Do fairies have a bathing culture? Or do they wash themselves in clean lake water?
The monster blood smelled bad and didn’t have a good texture. So he wanted to wash up as soon as he was done.

“Sinaar Kirhais.”

Encred called out to Cinnar.
Everyone listened intently to what he would say next.
Was this a response to the words, “Muddi?”
Or was it a question of what he was doing?
The human Encred had always defied expectations, and this time was no exception.
At least, the elves, including Bran, who were watching, had not expected this.

“Why did you leave?”

I came here to ask this in the first place, so I just asked.

“…….”

The voice of the instrument, Sinar, which had been moving gracefully, stopped functioning for a moment.
Darkness and silence are words that go together. Silence seeped into the dark cave.
The fairy Brisa raised the glowstone a little higher. The light spread and the range of visibility increased.
There was no change in Sinar’s expression. However, Encrid saw that Sinar was a little surprised, and she opened her mouth again.

“It seems like you didn’t hear a single thing I said a little while ago.”
“I came to ask you why you left because you didn’t write it down in your letter.”

A smile appeared on Shinar’s face. What followed was rave reviews.

“……This crazy kid.”
“Are you laughing?”

The one who was surprised to see Sinar’s smile was Arkoiris. She wasn’t the only one who was surprised. Everyone, including Bran, was surprised.

“You know how to laugh. You don’t have to do that anymore. Shinar, let’s go back.”

Bran said.
Shinar shook his head, his faint smile disappearing.

“I am cursed.”

It was a sound that would have made Esther snort if she had heard it while she was struggling in Encred’s arms to lift the actual curse.

“So go back, Enki. This is not your place.”

Encred looked into Shinar’s eyes. They were dull. It was as if someone had poured the paint of despair into them.

“Please, go back.”

It seemed like the paint would drip down, but it ended up staying in my eyes.

“Tell me why. I came here to hear your reason.”

Encred’s words suddenly came out again. Fel, listening to those words, wondered who would win against that stubbornness.
Luagarne said, ‘It’s the usual Encred.’
Shinar looked at the man standing in front of him. He had blue eyes, black hair, and many scars from his battles.
Because of his innate appearance, it would be difficult to guess what kind of life that man had without examining each scar.
Encred had thought the same thing when she had seen his body while washing.
The scars, the marks of the cuts in his flesh, spoke of that man’s life.

I will become a knight.

“You are dreaming a vain dream.”

I would have been criticized.

I will protect those who stand behind me.

“I told you to protect your life.”

Everyone must have laughed at him.
The flower that bloomed amidst the criticism looked at him. Shinar did not want the flower to fall because of him.
That is why he wanted to spit out all kinds of words. He wanted to list reasons one after another to persuade.
He wanted to tell all the reasons why he came this far.
He wanted to reveal everything, everything, without hiding anything, about his long and painful life.
Originally, he did not want to do that. Because he had shameful aspects that he did not want to show to anyone.
But now, he wanted to send it back. No, he had to send it back.

“I must become the devil’s bride. I must do so.”

Sinar spoke again, but the one standing before her was a stubborn man who had risen to the top of the knighthood with his meager talents.
Yes, Encred had no intention of listening.

“reason.”

He just kept repeating the same thing over and over again.

“If you marry me, you will become the master. That’s why you shouldn’t be here.”

Shinar’s words dim the strength.
On the surface, Encred’s attitude seemed indifferent.

“Was your dream to become the devil’s bride?”

Is this really what you want?
Sinar instinctively knew. This man would not leave without seeing the end.
Was his ending a bit sloppy?
Or was this what he had hoped for?
On the outside, he hoped that the man would abandon him, but in the end, he had waited for this moment to come and pick him up.
Did his weak soul instigate this?

‘Is it now time to curse my soul?’

Sinar’s eyes closed. She felt an irresistible pressure. The pressure pulled her into the abyss, throwing her deep into her soul.
Memories she did not want to recall surged from the abyss.

* * *

earth-

Just as everyone has a childhood, Shinar also had one.

earth-

The first memory after becoming aware of my surroundings is the sound of a hammer.
And.

“Sinaar.”

Parents who appear indifferent on the outside due to emotional restraint, but are actually very caring on the inside.

“Here again? I said I was going to make a crown.”

I had a sister who cared for me.
Yes, there was a time like that.