Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 645

645. How to fight monsters

At those words, Bran crumpled his bark-faced face. It was a smile.

“haha.”

Ermen and several other fairies laughed. Some even shed tears.
Encred realized once again that this was a city of fairies.
Although he didn’t notice it himself, some of the fairies seemed to understand the joke that Sinar had just made.
There seemed to be a very sentimental part to the joke.

“No matter how many times I listen to a fairy joke, I still can’t understand it.”

Encred looked into Sinar’s eyes and said.

“You don’t need to know. I’ll whisper to you whenever you want.”

Sinar stood up and approached me, his breath barely touching my body.

“It’s too close. Shinar.”

When Encred answered, several fairies who were watching began to murmur.

“Really?”
“Is that so?”
“Heartbreaker.”

What are you saying?
Encred woke up from bed after spending two more days recovering his body and mind.
Needless to say, rest was just as important as training.
Since he needed rehabilitation, he started with his finger muscles and gradually loosened his body, and trained with his bare body from small muscles to large muscles for three days. On the fourth day, he started his morning training as usual, and Encred’s training method was surprising regardless of whether he was a fairy or a human.

“Already?”
“Shouldn’t you still be resting?”
“The Demon Slayer has risen?”
“Do either of your parents have troll blood?”

Well, I heard all sorts of things. One of them was close to provocation, but the fairy who said it had no ulterior motive. He was full of worry.
He said it as if he would give up his life if necessary. In other words, that kind of attitude was because the fairy had never experienced any society other than fairy society. There
were always a lot of fairies hanging around Encred.
Many of them came carrying a lot of fruit or something in their hands.
There was a story that was more impressive than ‘Your mother is a troll’. Well, it wasn’t a story, it was a rumor.

“They say he’s a heartbreaker, and indeed he is.”

That was the general story.
It was a mystery why such a rumor had spread throughout the fairy city.

“Huh? Why do you call me that? Well, I guess it’s because you seduce a lot of women and then turn away from them.”
“When did I?”

So, in the process of bringing Zero in and asking him questions, something incomprehensible came out.

“That’s what Shinar said. Every time I stop by the city, often, every time I open my mouth.”

He could have sighed, but he didn’t think about it right away. He had a lot of work to do. Wasn’t Zero waiting for him with shining eyes right now?

“You promised to spar, right?”
“I thought you forgot. By the way, are you feeling okay?”

Pel and Luagarne were watching from behind. Encred wanted to see Zero’s skills properly, so he didn’t want to let his guard down.
In reality, you can’t gauge an opponent’s skills without using your hands and feet. There are things you can only know when you actually engage in combat.
Encred took a moment to choose his words before opening his mouth. His intention was to instill motivation in his opponent. In other words, it was more like words of encouragement.

“Oh, for someone like you, it’s okay to tie up one arm and cut off both legs. It’s easy. If there’s anything easier than breathing to me right now, it’s sparring with you.”

If I were to say this in a fairy-like manner, would I say it was sincere? The attitude of the fairy asking him if he was a troll’s mother was a good teaching material.
He did as the fairy taught him. It was a valid method, as he thought.
Zero was a fairy, but he was born with a competitive spirit and desire.
Not all fairies are the same.
There were progs who made accessories, so there were fairies like this.
Zero nodded silently at Encred’s words. It was a nod that was a little slower than usual.

“My sword is a bit big for my age.”

Although he spoke calmly, some of Zero’s emotions were revealed through his sensitive senses.

‘You’re angry.’

Zero stomped the ground a few times and took his stance.

“I request a duel with the Demon Slayer.”

Encred saw that if he touched him here, it would help him train himself to keep his composure.
He liked Zero quite a bit. Encred said with such kindness in his heart.

“Ah, let’s just do it with our hands instead of drawing our swords. It seems like it would be a bit tricky to deal with with our fingers.”
“……Human, I’ll kill you.”

Zero lost his senses for a moment. The fairy who had lost control of her emotions was easily defeated.
Encrid spoke to the fallen Zero.

“Isn’t it true that fairies are good at keeping their composure?”
“I’m a bit weak in that area.”
“Right now, I recommend that you focus on your strengths rather than erasing your weaknesses.”

It was light advice, but Zero nodded with shining eyes.
You have to listen to what someone with that level of skill says.
If you want to be confident that you won’t listen to such words, you have to prove it with your abilities.
The next day, the situation was similar. Zero tried again.

“You won’t win, right?”

Encrid’s composure was shaken once again.

“Oh, is it possible that one of your parents is a snail? Is there such a thing as a snail fairy? It’s because they’re so slow that they yawn.”
“Kuaaaah, human, I’m going to kill you!”

After a few rounds of sparring like that, Shinar came and asked.

“Are you planning on making a fairy warrior?”
“It’s a calm-minded training exercise.”
“Not bullying?”
“Not at all. But what about a heartbreaker?”

Sinar paused for a moment and then continued.

“I can’t leave this city. He’s my fiancé.”

As she spoke, she raised her chin, maintaining a blank expression. To Encred, it seemed like she was momentarily speechless.
The words she continued were the same words she would say whenever they met each other these days.

“Please don’t spread strange rumors.”
“Okay. I won’t.”

Shinar was honest. He said that he couldn’t do anything about the rumors that had already spread, so he wouldn’t do them again.
Shinar brought up the story of Encred whenever he came to the fairy city.
That he was a magical squad leader who seduced women, that he still received many letters but never met any of the
ladies, and that he sometimes spent time with women only for profit.
The third story was about how he only sought her out when they were sparring, and that he went on a long journey without telling her.
Profit, that is, it’s true that he only seeks her out when they are sparring.
What should we call someone who makes many women’s hearts flutter and then doesn’t accept them?

“Heartbreaker, that’s the nickname he’s been given.”

Bran was a good listener. He sometimes criticized Encred along with Cinnar. Encred was now in the Elven city.
Bran approached him, lighting a cigarette in his mouth as was his custom.

“You’re very active. You’re a heartbreaker.”
“Fairies are good at distorting the truth instead of lying.”
“Yes, we are. We believe that distortion is better than lying. We also have a tendency to avoid things if we can.”
“Is this because you’re a peace-loving fairy?”

Bran looked at the water Encred was drinking. He saw the family symbol of the family that collected the morning dew.
The water was mysterious. It was a medicinal water that purified the blood and strengthened the bones when drunk. It was one of the treasures of the Elves.
It would take a great feat to obtain water from that family and drink it.
There were more than five bottles of that morning dew.

‘When I ask for just a sip, he makes all sorts of excuses.’

I don’t know what a lie is, so it’s a distortion. The conversation I had with the dew-gathering head flashed through my mind.

“That dew has been collected for a full fortnight.”
“I know. That’s why I’m asking for just a sip.”
“I’ve been collecting it for a full fortnight. It’s precious.”
“So just a sip.”
“It was made by collecting dew with sincerity for a full fortnight.”

It wasn’t much different from distorting or closing your ears and only talking about yourself. The owner of the house, who seemed to be stupid beyond stubbornness, was the owner of the dew. She was the most stingy fairy in the clan.

“Does the water taste good?”
“Oh, it tastes good.”
“This is a gift.”

But he didn’t want to curse the stingy fairy. If only he could, Brando would have given her his heart.
Instead, he gathered Woodgard’s sap and brought it to her.

“What is this?”
“It’s sap. You can think of it as a material that cannot be obtained through alchemy. It has a value that cannot be compared to water.”

There is no lie, but there is distortion. Whether it is dew or sap, it is the same in that
it is precious. However, while one is limited to alchemy, dew can be drunk by anyone, so it can be said that the uses are completely different.
So it is true that they are incomparable in value.
How can you compare things that have different uses?

“I won’t ask why everyone is anxious because they can’t give gifts, but it’s excessive.”

Encred said as he took the sap. I also like that attitude. He doesn’t just throw it away, but collects it carefully.
Leaving aside that attitude, what wouldn’t he do for someone who killed a demon and saved his clan?
Not only Bran, but all the elves were kind to him.

“It’s not excessive.”

Bran shook his head at Encred’s words.

“Let’s say that’s true.”

There was a person who was strangely comfortable, and Bran was like that to Encred.
Bran stood beside him like a tree and watched him.
He was actually a tree elf, so he was not like a tree, but really a tree.
It was one of Woodguard’s special skills, a technique
called tree-ization. The technique of assimilation used by knights came from the elves, so it was not difficult for them to blend in with their environment.
After that, Druus also gave him a few leaves as a gift. This was also a leaf from Druus, one of the elves’ treasures.
Encred received it and folded it neatly and placed it in a cloth. It was already the fourth leaf.
Bran thought to himself when he saw it.

‘I’ll dig up the field and take out all the seedlings.’

It was a rumor that the household would be ruined. Then Ermen came over.
He also had a gift in both hands.

“No matter what I say, I don’t think I can convey my feelings. So I just hope you can accept this.”

In the deepest part of the city of the clan, there is a tree called the Mannyeonsu. It is a tree that has maintained the forest’s energy for over ten thousand years.
It is the tree commonly called the World Tree. Ermen has picked the fruit from that tree.

‘To grant that, you need the consent of every member of parliament and the Queen’s assent?’

Bran wondered who would refuse the idea.

“When the weather gets warmer, eat it. It warms and protects your body, but it needs time to mature now. And Sinar must remain in the city. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I have already heard.”

It was something I heard not long after I woke up. The promise that I would train until the eternal sleep was a promise that I would give my life if asked, and that I would protect the city. Encrid respected that.
Then Ermen, who had come to visit, knelt quietly. His attitude was solemn, calm, and composed.
He put both knees on the ground. This was the same for humans and fairies, and it was a gesture that would be made only when it was more urgent than a request.

“Ermen?”

Bran, who had been watching, took a step forward and called out to him. Ermen spoke without even looking back.

“I have a favor to ask. Demon Slayer Sir from the Border Guard.”
“You can just say it.”

Encred scratched his head and answered. He stopped moving the spark for a moment.
While he was organizing and organizing the various things that filled his head, Ermen came to visit him.

“Teach me how to fight monsters.”

Encred blinked silently. His insight read the past, present, and future of the fairy society.

‘peace.’

Fairies who value stability lived in a closed society, keeping their distance from magic, demons, and war.
They did so because they believed that it was the way to protect their clan.
Then, a magic circle was created within their clan’s city.

‘crisis.’

The demon went beyond the threat and tried to devour the entire clan. It was an experience that went beyond society and almost caused the entire group to collapse.
Fairies aren’t stupid.

‘What did you learn then?’

When fighting for stability and peace, you have to fight. Attitudes had to change. However, this does not mean that all these tragedies were caused by the fairies’ stubbornness and persistence.

‘It must have been changing, it was just too slow.’

What Ermen said just now was meant to be a radical change.
Encrid for no reason remembered what Sinar had said a few days ago.

“I can’t leave the city. You understand that, don’t you?”
“This is the fortieth time I’ve told you this.
” “I could tell you as many times as I’m old.”
“More than four hundred times?”
“That’s a slip of the tongue. See you later.”

Sinar would come to me every now and then and talk. The words admitting my mistake lingered in my ears for a long time.
It didn’t seem like something I would hear from her.
What was she hoping for so desperately? Was she so focused on saying something else that she made a slip of the tongue?

“I can’t leave the city. It can’t be helped.”

That was the point.
Oh, this fairy is real.
A fairy who cannot tell lies distorts the truth. As a guardian, she had to protect the city, her clan.

“Do I need to do some kind of basic training to fight monsters? If I were to teach them one by one here, I’d have to stay for a few more months.”

Pel asked from behind. Luagarne was quicker than him.

“That can’t be it.”

And Encred was more intelligent than Luagarne.

“I heard that this city is losing its energy now?”

It was the evil left behind by the devil. The energy of the land was weakening.
This was something I heard from Shinar and other fairies. Come to think of it, it seems like Shinar had come and made a fuss about it.

“Do you know?”

Ermen was thinking about emigrating. Whether it was monsters or other humans blocking his way, he would fight through everything. The fairy would now go to the continent.
To survive through hardships and adversities, he would run through the wilderness bare-handed.
Like sowing a single flower seed in an empty land to create a flower garden.
However, if he had a foundation, he didn’t have to suffer like that.
When running through the wilderness, riding a carriage instead of two legs would make it more enjoyable to see, and rather than waiting for a single flower seed, he could make flowers bloom more easily and quickly by spreading fertilizer and planting seedlings.

“Let’s start from this week.”

Encred said, ”
This is the beginning of how to fight monsters.
Just stay by the side of someone who is good at fighting. This was the first lesson.”