Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 654

654. Dalian Island and the Battlefield

The fairy who had stepped forward as a guide had once worked as a mercenary in the Information Guild and had learned a lot. His eyes scanned the area. It was a habit to remember what he saw.
The fairy saw a knight in black armor lying on the ground. It was a sphere.

‘Black snake Elle?’

We met by chance and passed each other by, but I couldn’t forget the armor I saw then.
It was too special to forget. I saw a name neatly engraved on the armor. The black armor was filled with an ominous aura, but the name engraved on it seemed to be filled with affection.

‘Olivia, Sophia.’

It is an element that is hard to forget. If you look at the context, you can recognize the situation that is flowing. The fairy that Ermen chose as his successor was the current guide. His gaze constantly read the traces of the battlefield.

‘I caught them all by myself.’

It would have been surprising if these three had pounced on the black snake Elle and caught it, but the situation seemed to be the opposite.

“He is a cultist. He was called the apostle of the Second Coming.”

Just then, Luagarne spoke. The fairy nodded thoughtfully and turned her gaze.
It must be the identity of the body holding a pole with a round iron ring at one end.
The apostle of the Second Coming, the evil of the continent, the spokesman of the devil.
There were so many names for the being Encred had killed. He was not a devil, but he was an author who had done worse than the devil.
I also heard that the apostle had wiped out a city by himself. I also heard that he had turned hundreds of people into ghosts with a curse.
If a dozen years had passed like this, he could have entered the realm of legend.
In the fairy’s judgment, that was the case.

“He was a bit of a hitter, but it wasn’t too much.”

Pel said with a bluff. The
fairy who had finished understanding the situation couldn’t help but be surprised. It was so surprising that she forgot to restrain her emotions.
Is this real?

“Did you kill the apostle?”
“I think it’s probably fake.”

I asked in surprise, but Encred’s reaction was indifferent. What’s more, it was something he said sincerely. The fairy judged that Encred’s words were true.
On the surface, it seemed that Encred, not the fairy, had restrained his emotions. Compared to the fairy’s wide-open eyes, Encred was extremely calm.

“Is it fake?”

I don’t think so.
When the fairy asked again, Luagarne shook her head and called Encred.

“Enki.”
“Why?”
“When you get back, try sparring with Rem.”
“I don’t need you to say anything, I’ll do it.”
“Then you’ll know.”

I didn’t know what I was supposed to know. But then again, I had a feeling I knew something.

“If this is fake, then those who prepared this are the best traveling theater troupe on the continent from today. If not, then they are thieves who live with their souls as collateral. Moreover, that armor and the staff held by the apostle are extremely valuable items.”

Ermen’s successor had many strengths, but he also had some weaknesses. For a fairy, he was quite talkative.
He spoke in a rush and looked at Encred.

“Is that so?”

Encred nodded slightly, but the fairy took a deep breath and began to speak leisurely.

“Yes, that is the symbol of the black serpent Elle, and the thing in the apostle’s hand is an item made of magic metal. Do you know what magic metal is? Oh, this happened in my first year as a mercenary for the Information Guild, and the woman at the guild reception desk was named Emily. She was always rude to me, so at first I thought she hated me. Yes, that’s right. I hadn’t adapted to the human world yet, so I didn’t really know. I definitely felt that she liked me, but her speech was extremely rude. Thanks to that, I learned a lot about human speech and behavior. In particular, I learned a lot about sleeping manners. Oh, that doesn’t mean I gave birth to a mixed-blood child. It was thanks to Emily taking care of me that I was able to go on my first mission…….”

Fairies were originally not very talkative. It was a side effect of adapting to the human world. Fairies
do not know how to lie, but in order to survive as a mercenary of the Information Guild, there were many times when they had to make up ‘lies’.
After thinking about it for a few days, the fairy mixed various stories instead of lying, confusing the other person, and it became a habit. She
never felt the need to change it, so it was natural for her to continue to act like this. Fairies waited for each other even when they talked like this, and they understood the core of the story well.
Encred understood it well, but that did not mean it was pleasant to hear. The story was too long.

“In short.”

Encred cut him off. He was just talking about his second date with Emily.

“yes?”

The fairy listened carefully. It was as if the idol was speaking.

“Say it concisely.”
“Uh, um.”

The fairy was taken aback by those words, but then realized that there was no need to lie and spoke briefly.

“It’s expensive.”

Encred looked at the fairy and saw that this friend, not Ermen, resembled Christ.

‘It’s like the fairy’s Christ.’

The one word that he spat out in a compressed form was related to Crona. Was it because he was worn out by the waves?
But this was something that he couldn’t explain, because he had been involved in trade on behalf of his clan, so he had naturally accumulated this type of thinking.
This wasn’t a bad thing.
Since he had come to the continent anyway, he had to learn how to communicate rather than isolate himself in order to live with humans and other races, and it was clear that the first step would be trade, which was the exchange of goods.
It would be more convenient to discuss and argue the benefits than to be considerate and respectful of each other from the beginning.
Of course, Encred didn’t think about this in detail. He thought that people like Chrys and Abnayer would take care of it. So he asked questions about things he was curious about.

“Why is it so expensive?”
“The staff is made of metal that can receive magic. If you continue to receive magic, it will grow longer, so it is called a living stone. Or some people call it a philosopher’s stone. Let me correct that. It’s not just expensive. You could buy a small castle with this amount.”

I see. Then who would be happy to give it to? Esther? Christ?
Encred simply nodded with that thought.
After that, there were no more people blocking the way back.
The cultist’s death would have spread across the continent like a drizzle rather than a shower.
Originally, he was not the one who was active in the front, but someone who was hiding behind and making tricks.
If Encred hadn’t acted so threateningly, the Apostle of the Second Coming would never have come forward. Conversely, Encred had stopped many of the cultist’s tricks so far.
On a small scale, he destroyed the Nol colony, and on a large scale, he ended the civil war in Naurilia.
In the meantime, he killed the Apostle of Curses and the Apostle of Forbidden Magic.
The Apostle couldn’t just sit by and watch.
It was a problem that he had to solve by putting off his work and using all his strength. Objectively speaking, he should have stepped in himself. No, I wonder why he’s only stepping in now, but this was Encred being strange.
That’s because no matter what you do, you won’t die. Curses won’t work, and you won’t die from magic. Even
if you send all the famous assassins on the continent, they’ll come back with their heads cut off.
Well, Encred actually died countless times, but no one but himself would know about that.

“It’s raining.”

Pel, who was walking ahead, said. As he said, rain began to fall. Seeing that it was raining instead of snowing, it seemed as if the sky was signaling the end of winter.
And after a few more days of returning to the Border Guard, Luagarne could clearly feel the change in Encred.

“……This is really a disease, what have you been doing?”

Rem was defeated. It was the result of a one-on-one duel with Encred. Encred just stood there awkwardly, asking questions.

“Don’t joke around, do it seriously. There’s no need to lose on purpose.”
“Okay, fine. Let’s fight for our lives, you lunatic.”

That day, Rem was truly going wild.

* * *

If it wasn’t a fight to the death but a duel, there wouldn’t be many swordsmanship as excellent as the Wave Blocking Sword.
It might have been natural since it was a swordsmanship based on hundreds of duels.
Rem had just changed the position of his feet, trying to hit the top of his head with the axe and step on Encred’s instep with his right foot. If he
pulled away to avoid the axe, his right foot would step on the spot where Encred’s foot was, taking advantage of the position and allowing him to continue his attacks without stopping. It
was a move that couldn’t be read as a melee attack, and it was also a clever way to force his opponent into a defensive position if he evaded.
If it had been Encred before, he would have trusted his strong body and used his sword to block the axe and get his foot stepped on, or he would have retreated and gotten out after being cornered for a while. But this time, it was different.
Encred raised his foot and kicked Rem’s foot, then struck the axe with the short sword he received from the fairy tribe.
Neither of the two movements had less force than Rem, and the timing was perfect. It was also because two thoughts occurred at the same time.
Rem was surprised that her attack was interrupted in a short moment. But she didn’t stop her hands and feet.

earth.

The sound of the sword and axe clashing together was not very loud. Nevertheless, Rem felt threatened for a moment.
The threat soon became real and fell. Using the force of the axe strike as a counter-force, Encred’s short sword sank down.
Rem had no room to dodge or means to block it, so she grabbed Encred’s wrist with her left hand.
The moment she thought she had grabbed the wrist holding the sword, Rem felt a shock on her forehead.

rice cake.

It was a headbutt. Whether it was a fight or something, Rem stepped back. In a flash, he swung his axe in front of him, but of course, nothing caught it. That was it. Encred didn’t continue his attacks. Instead, he just looked at him with a puzzled look.
Even though it was a sparring match and he couldn’t use his strength properly, something a little embarrassing happened.
He didn’t say it out loud, but there was one thing that was certain.

‘I lost?’

Rem’s pupils shook. Even when fighting the Ragna cub, he had never been pushed back like this.
Of course, if he had used all the spells like Kangshin or Descent, he wouldn’t have been pushed back like this. He couldn’t say he lost since he had been hit once.
But this was a sparring match. He could have said he had lost at this point.
What if he had decided to continue attacking after the hit a little while ago?
It might be pointless to discuss something that hasn’t happened.

‘I might have lost.’

Rem slightly modified what he had said in his head. If we look at the win-loss ratio, it would be close to 80% that he would lose. He
was so surprised that he asked what he had done, but Encred told him not to joke around, so he swung the axe with sincerity this time.

“Hey, it’s blocked so fucking strong.”

Everything is blocked.

“I named it the Wavebreaker Sword.”
“My axe will be stronger than the waves?”
“Is that so?”

The playfulness in the frivolous conversation was gone. It was that serious. But it was not overwhelming. No, I thought it was a little overwhelming.

‘Usuke!’

It is a well that never dries up, an endless well. Encred’s Will is like that. Rem will not give up easily, but he knew that he could not win if he went to war.

‘Even if you fight sincerely, not just sparring, you won’t win.’

This is a fact that is shown by his innate talent. How could he not be surprised?
What is more, what Encred held in his hand was a short sword that could not be considered his main weapon.
Of course, that weapon was a treasure among treasures, but it could not be said that it had any advantages.
First of all, it was a disadvantage because it was short.

“Let’s try again.”

A short duel followed. A very short duel, literally.

“stop.”

Rem stepped back, swinging his wrist along with the words and swinging his axe four times. This
was a technique he had recently used against Ragnar, but Ragnar had blocked it and twisted his hand once.
He had swung it with his body filled with divine power, so this small movement contained an incredible amount of power, but Encred blocked and deflected all of the strangely angled trajectories the axe made by slanting his sword.

Ttang, ttang, ting, bang!

The two weapons seemed to be instruments, spitting out music. When Rem finished a few rounds of sparring,
Audin, who had been quietly reciting prayers and scriptures on one side, suddenly got up and watched.
On the other side, Ragnar, who had been sleeping under the warm sunlight, got up and placed his hand on the grip of his sword.
Saxon also came up to the edge of the roof, clasped his hands together, and rested his chin on his hands, his eyes shining.
All three saw and felt the same thing.