Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 658

658. Sermon

What Encred showed was a kind of absolute defense. It was a perfect barrier made up of reaction speed, swordsmanship, and a perspective that seemed to be observing.
In particular, his thinking ability was extraordinary. He saw the line rather than the point, and the plane beyond the line, and the forest rather than the tree, and he took in the opponent’s entire body and reacted. At the same time, his instantaneous judgment was not easily inferior to his own.
If we went into actual combat and exchanged swords one by one, the results might be different, but we couldn’t know that now.

‘You mixed it very well.’

That was how it was in Rem’s eyes.
It was satisfying to see Encred do what he had taught properly.
Making the most appropriate decisions in a split second was one of his specialties.
But that wasn’t a reason to lose.
In order to determine victory or defeat in a real fight, one of the two had to die or be seriously injured. Winning like that was meaningless.

‘Then I win.’

It had to be won in the form of a duel. Rem began to think. He pondered, pondered, and yearned.

‘Usuke had it originally.’

We already know that the size of the Will he has is enormous. He came back here with much more skill than before. That’s why Encred is acting cocky now.

‘Why do I always change like that whenever I go out?’

Is there a honey pot hidden somewhere on the continent? Of course I know not. I went to the West with them, but there was nothing like that.

‘Practice every day and spend every day the same way.’

Training until it was boring, that was all Encred did.
Rem did it too, but recently he had been training a little more viciously.
Even when he first started enjoying physical work in the West, he had never worked this hard. Aside from the fun, he had a goal, so he naturally became enthusiastic.

‘I don’t want to lose.’

The fire of victory burned brighter than pride. I didn’t want to kill, but only wanted to win.

‘Only victory.’

So I figured out a way to do it, taking the time I had to eat, sleep, and poop for two weeks.

‘Either you win with an axe or you win this way.’

Increase your mobility by practicing jumping backwards. This is a method newly established while sparring with Ragna.
If I had to give it a name, it would be partial regeneration, but there was no need to give it a name. You
just have to naturally take out what you need when you need it.
That’s what Rem did.
She opened up some distance and fired high-speed projectiles continuously. This doesn’t consume much sorcery. The bullets were somewhat imbued with sorcery, but it wasn’t too much.
You didn’t have to fight as if your whole body was on fire. This way, Rem could also use tactics similar to Encred’s Usuke.
However, this side was not defensive, but rather focused on attack.
The bullets flying in were like waves. While the waves continued, Encred would have no choice but to block them.
With this alone, Encred’s feet were tied.

Wheein. Pop! Wheein. Pop!

Encred blocked and blocked again as two slings with different tempos tore through the air, throwing bullets in different trajectories.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every time they blocked, there was an explosion. Smoke rose and the bullets that bounced off destroyed the dormitory on one side of the smokehouse.
Even the bullets that bounced off could shatter the heads of even the most skilled people.
Fortunately, there was no one around who would die from this.
No, there was one. Anne, a healer and alchemist, had come to receive the leaves of Drius.
The girl with red hair and freckles stepped inside.
Encred had intended to give it to her earlier, but Anne had something to prepare, so she had come now to receive the fairies’ gifts and such, when a bullet flew into her chest. She would have
died if she had left it alone, but someone stopped the bullet in front of Anne.

Zzz!

Ragnar had twisted his greatsword into the ground and used the blade to deflect the bullet. The sound was quieter than when Encred blocked it because the force had already been halved after bouncing it once.
In a short moment, the space narrowed down, so Anne felt as if her vision was suddenly blocked by a large back.

“Now is not a good time.”

Ragnar spoke absentmindedly, and Anne answered after finishing assessing the situation.

“……It looks like that.”

Anne also opened her eyes wide in surprise. Anyway, except for Anne, there were only Luagarne, Teresa, Lawford, and Pell, so they all dodged or blocked well.
Only the structures built in the dorms and training grounds were destroyed.
The fairly high wall blocked the bullets three times and then collapsed with a groan. The wall, built with dirt, stones, and plaster, collapsed and dust rose.
Encred’s two eyes shone blue through the dust that rose while blocking the bullets.
He was glaring at Will. If he showed even a little opening, he would close the distance. If Encred was going to win, he had to change the mid- to long-range combat to close-range combat where swords and axes could reach. That was the method of blocking the sling.
Of course, Rem knew dozens of ways to detonate or shoot bullets at nearby opponents, but he could only do that if he was prepared to kill them.
It wasn’t for nothing that knights were forbidden from sparring with each other.
When you fight, your will is aroused, and if the difference in skill isn’t obvious, it’s hard to finish without killing your opponent.
Even if there was a difference in skill, there were cases where you would inflict serious injuries.
Rem’s gray eyes also shed a soft light. His entire body was wrapped in sorcery. The high-speed projectile in his hand seemed to have some of that light.
It was a technique he had prepared with the determination to kill half of the idiot if he got too angry.
There was no need to name the technique. However, if you were to open a new path that had never existed before, you needed an appropriate name. There was
no need to name the technique that allowed you to use the power of a giant with just a small movement of swinging your wrist by keeping the descent technique in your hands and arms .
It was a derivative of an existing technique. You could just use it naturally. However, what you saw now was a little different.

‘Stay.’

The bullets that are thrown are filled with magical power. A new magic is cast within them. This is not making a talisman, nor is it a spell of descent.
In the past, the knight Akeran specialized in making his will stay in his weapon, but Rem did it with magic.
It was not even in the weapon in his hand, but in the bullet that left his hand.

‘Remaining.’

Stay and remain. Don’t leave.

‘Meet and explode.’

It was a bullet containing an explosion spell.
Encred saw a fiercely raging beast flying towards him in his sixth sense.
If the bullets he had blocked so far resembled hail, what was flying at him now was something with intent.
If anything, it was like a bunch of living beasts being thrown. Encred did not ignore that intuition. He
instantly lowered his posture and changed his center of gravity. It was not a posture of moving forward, but a posture of flowing.
He directed the force from below to behind and struck the penna in his right hand diagonally.
The round, rock-shaped beast met the penna. The fights up until now had been enough to know why a knight’s violence was called a disaster, but this one went beyond that.
Flash- a light burst out, and a loud noise erupted from its center.

Kwaaaaang!

The aftershock swept fiercely. Ragnar grabbed Anne’s shoulder with an annoyed expression and pulled her behind him, then slashed the greatsword he was holding in his other hand three times from top to bottom.

Hung, hung, hung.

The aftershock was cut off with three sword strokes.
It was an incredible feat even from the knight’s perspective, but no one was surprised by it. Who would want to see that when the Rem bastard went crazy and killed his own captain?

“Are you really crazy?”

It was Saxon’s voice. Rem felt the presence of a wild cat approaching her back, but left it alone. She
could sense its killing intent, but it was usually only noticeable when she was a little angry.
Ragnar just stared indifferently at the center of the explosion.

“Father, is it time for the savage brother to come to you?”

Audin simply muttered quietly as if praying.

“He died?”

Lawford muttered in surprise, but Fel shook his head.
We had wandered through the Fairy City and the Labyrinth together, seen them kill demons, and on the way back, saw them cut down cultists.
Now, that mad captain would not die easily.
If he knew how many times he had died trying to kill the One Killer demon, it would not have been easy to say that, but Fel’s prediction was right.

“This is sparring?”

Encred’s careless words flowed out. His right arm was hanging down, either broken or with a torn muscle.
He had moved Penna to his left hand. At least Penna was okay.
The fairy’s treasure emitted a soft light against the explosion spell.
Rem looked at Encred and asked with a giggle.

“Are there any complaints?”

Of course, Encred was the same as before. So even when he became a knight, and even when he briefly gained the upper hand over them recently, Encred didn’t change.

“One more time?”

The mad captain asked and laughed heartily. It was a smile that could only come out if one was so happy that one was in a state of ecstasy.

“You guys are crazy. Seriously.”

Anne muttered when she saw it, but to Encred, it was normal. It
was so much fun. What would have happened if I had failed to deflect that bullet a moment ago? Would one of my arms have been blown off?
But I blocked it. Rem had done it because she thought she could block it, and she had lived up to that expectation.

‘I guess I’ll get tired.’

Encred thought to himself. A thrilling sensation ran from the tips of his toes to his head. The more he recalled the previous situation, the more he enjoyed it.

‘What if I changed the angle of the blocking? But wasn’t the bullet just a moment ago a rock? Then there shouldn’t be many. It’s hard to dodge something flying at that speed. If you barely dodge, you’ll be hit by the attack that follows. Rem is the type of guy who’ll throw something like that twice in a row. You have to block them one by one and hold on. How?’

The answer was not clear at the moment. However, he vaguely saw that Rem’s bullet was covered with something.
Something new, something that had reached a place he had not reached before, and had brought it.
How could he not be excited?
Would Chrys be this happy when he met the mountain of gold?
Encred thought that he would be happier than Chrys was then.
Right now, he was not fighting for his life, but in training.
So it would be okay to take some time to review and train. To be honest, he didn’t see the answer right away.
Inspiration would come again. Now he knew how to wait for that. Of course, he would do everything he could in the meantime.

“The stars will be visible clearly today, brothers.”

Audin spoke after seeing the two. At those words, Encred stopped his thoughts that were automatically being recalled for a moment.
After hearing Audin’s words, Encred admired the results of his sparring with Rem.

Rumble, boom.

Just then, one side of the wall of the dormitory collapsed, and what had been a wall was replaced by a pile of rocks on the ground.
It was on the side of Audin’s room. Half of the dormitory collapsed, and the exact spot where Audin’s room was collapsed, literally becoming the best spot to see the stars.

“That’s right. The room is in a great location.”

Encred answered. Audyn just smiled and muttered, “Lord.
” It seemed as if all sorts of emotions were mixed into those two words, “Lord.
” Encred looked away, tried to raise his right arm, gave up, and spoke.

“But this arm won’t do. I need to rest for a while.”

His arm wouldn’t listen to him. It was okay to think that it was because he was blocking the reckless attack recklessly.

“Are you talking nonsense? If you really want to get hurt, give me another shot.”

If you look closely, Encred wasn’t the only one injured. Rem also had two broken fingers.
She had used the magical powers that were close to descent or descent with her bare hands. In a way, it was an expected result.
It’s not a perfect technique yet, but does a technique have to be perfect? ​​It shouldn’t be. Rem knew that well, so she used it. She
thought she’d get used to it if she used it, and she’d see where it would develop.

‘Anyway, I guess I need more training.’

Rem also thought this to himself, but he didn’t show it at all on the outside.
He put on his sling, grabbed the axe handle, and straightened it, then opened his mouth with a serious expression. It was loud enough for everyone to hear.

“In the West, there is a word called Ulquiorra. In this language, it means dark sky, but if you express the meaning, it is the dawn before dawn. It is dawn for everyone. So just try a little harder and that will be enough. Don’t be discouraged. It’s okay. You can do it if you try hard. Nooooo hard. What if you can’t beat General Enki? That is your limit. Dark sky, dawn. Well, sometimes there will be dawns that don’t dawn, but it’s okay because I am here.”

It was a sermon. He was so excited that Rem’s eyes seemed to be shining brighter than when he was fighting. His gray eyes were filled with a life force that had never been seen before. They were full of vitality.
Naturally, the faces of those listening to him were changing.