Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 659

659. The Knights of Hope and Dream

When he heard Rem’s sermon, Ragnar’s hand moved and moved to grip his sword, but he did not pull it out. If he cut now, he would be killing the injured man. That would be like losing, not winning.

‘Not now.’

If it gets better, I can just kill him. Ragnar endured. Saxon
briefly considered whether to take the bastard’s throat before dawn or before night.
Stabbing his shin with Carmen’s stiletto would be good, or cutting off one of his ankles would not be bad. Of course, he only thought about it. He wouldn’t really kill him. Instead, how about putting some medicine in his food? There was a medicine that would cause constant diarrhea when taken.

‘No, that kid’s stomach won’t respond to medicine.’

Westerners have strong stomachs, and Rem was even worse. Even if that weren’t the case, they wouldn’t eat it if it was mixed with medicine. They would likely detect it by smell. But it would take too much work to make a medicine that didn’t smell, and it would be a waste to use it on barbarians.

“Lord.”

Audin looked for the Lord without a smile. This time, the ‘Lord’ he spat out contained pure anger. The God of War might descend soon.
Golden light rose and fell like small waves from his ankles to his chest muscles, then disappeared.
In the temple, it was said that even if they were sinners, they should forgive those who received the appropriate punishment, and also forgive those who made mistakes due to their shortcomings.
Now, it was the latter of the latter. Audin decided to forgive Rem, who was lacking in what he had in his head.
Rem looked satisfied because he had achieved what he had intended. After preaching like that, he spoke as usual.

“Hey, even the captain is starting to get a little bored now. Hey, Gilchi, from now on, call me vice-captain. Don’t call me brother, call me hyung. And you stray cat, just don’t stand out.”
“There is no vice-captain.”

Encred first denied saying anything that could be considered problematic.

“Oh, really? Let’s say that’s true.”

Rem smiled and nodded. It seemed like it didn’t matter.
The three of them had already endured it once, so they ignored Rem’s words. They had seen it too, so they knew the power of what Rem had just done. And Rem was the one who started it. Everyone had a secret plan.

“It seems that the medicine made from the leaves of the Druids is something that you use yourself.”

After the sparring, the fight, or the natural disaster, Anne came over and said. As she spoke, she applied various medicines to Encred’s body.
Saxen watched from the side and asked about this and that. He was surprisingly knowledgeable about medicine, so the two were able to communicate somewhat.
As they were being treated, the relationship between the two did not seem so bad.
Encred asked Saxen, who seemed to be more affectionate than she had expected.

“Isn’t your lover angry?”

It was a random joke about being too close to Anne, but it was like a side effect of hanging out with fairies too much. But Saxon, who heard the joke, looked at me blankly and blurted out this.

“A poisoned dagger will do. Just approach him before he uses his swordsmanship.”

Encred thought about those words for a moment. He remembered that Saxon had said that he had caught him from behind a couple of days ago.
He had been a little surprised at the time because he had not said anything, but now that he had heard what he had said, he seemed to understand what he meant.

‘I wasn’t off guard then. I would have reacted even if a dagger or arrow had suddenly come flying at me. I even heard the sound of a cross-eyed man squealing from afar.’

The eagle-eyed man stayed nearby for a day or two after confirming that Encred had returned.
He didn’t rush over or show any more friendliness, as if that was enough for a friend.

‘Everything that happened around me, from the sound of the cross-eyed man coming and going, was within the range of perception.’

If it had been necessary, or if his intuition had reacted, he would have known, but Saxon had avoided all those cobwebs of sensation and approached him, patting him on the back.

‘I gave my back to you.’

What if Saxony was carrying a poisoned dagger?

“That’s it.”
“That’s it.”

It was something only the two of them knew.

“What are you talking about?”

Anne asked, but both of them gave up on explaining. There were too many things that couldn’t be explained, such as the way the area that had been spread out by the senses was invaded, along with the stabbing without killing.
Anne didn’t ask any more questions. It didn’t seem like she would know even if she listened, and to be honest, she wasn’t interested.
Her only interests were in making cures, making medicines that could fight all diseases, and Ragnar.
Encrid was lost in thought again after hearing Saxon’s words.

‘Rem had a sling and was prepared to burst even if he blocked it. Saxon said he could grab the back.’

Well, this was a bit different from the duel with Rem, but it was still fun.
It was like a game where children tie a long piece of cloth behind their backs and chase each other to catch their tails.

‘You must not be caught from behind.’

There is no point in sparring with Saxon. You have to win in the realm of the senses to win.
Sparring with Rem is all about enduring the projectiles he throws. They both seem to be saying the same thing. That’s what it sounded like.

Not caught yet.

He didn’t say it out loud, but it wasn’t like he had to open his mouth to convey his intentions.
The two of them crossed a certain line and moved forward again.
How could they turn
things around again after he had overtaken them? Rem said it was the beginning. Next was Ragna. Encred fought Ragna again as soon as he recovered.
In conclusion, he was serious about destroying the swordsmanship that Encred had been studying.

hook.

The duel with Ragna was the opposite of Rem’s. It was quiet, as they couldn’t even cross swords.

“How is it?”

Ragnar asked. There was a glimpse of joy in his red eyes that he had never seen before. He was excited.
He froze in his sword-swinging stance. But there was no gap. The ordinary swordsmanship was imbued with the extraordinary.
The extraordinary was visible in his eyes.

“How did you do it?”
“I did it with force.”

Hearing this, I feel sorry for the fairy Ermen for no reason. Is that what you call an explanation?

“Is it possible to do it just by being strong?”
“Yes, it is possible.”

Ragnar said it as if it was obvious, and Encred inwardly agreed with what Ragnar had said.
If there was nothing he could do but use force, then that was what he had to do.
Ragnar instantly doubled his sword size, and created something similar to a fairy’s spirit blade on the blade and drew it.
Encred, who instinctively knew that he would die if he blocked it, barely dodged it.
In other words, this was not a sparring match.

“Is this a duel?”

Encred asked.

“So you don’t like it?”

Ragnar asked back.
Both the Rem cub and the Gilchi cub were displaying madness. They were not using it in sparring, but were only looking for ways to win.
There were no rules. Nothing was set in stone. They were just full of the will to move forward and the desire to improve.
How could it not be fun?

“no.”

Encred answered plainly. A smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Of course, he didn’t hate it. Ragnar’s sword is unstoppable and difficult to dodge. It could be said that the wavebreaker is a sword that cuts swords.

‘I need to know what’s wrapped around that sword so I can stop it.’

Ragnar himself didn’t seem to know what he did or how he did it. He would have to dig, ask, and investigate to find out.

‘Establishment of the system.’

It wasn’t over yet. In a way, it was just the beginning. No, it was the beginning. Now that it was the beginning, there would be a lot of work to do.
Finally, Audin came up with a solution. He copied Encred’s.

“It’s a way to stop rain.”

The method may have been a little different, but he used a technique where he completely blocked the wave barrier and held on.
If he lost the fight in the middle, he would just hit him with his body, but the iron plate armor covered in divinity was strong enough to block Penna.
But at that moment, Audin also used divinity in a similar way to the two before him. The golden light gathered and turned into thick leather.

‘Condensed and added.’

Will is an intangible force. Can it be united if we unite it?
I wonder. I have my doubts. But I quickly changed my mind.

‘If you think it can’t be done, then nothing will happen.’

If you think it can be done, anything will be possible.
The knights of the Akeran generation even put their will into their swords and made something similar to a magic sword. What was put into them was a part of their will, and it became their ego and revealed their will within the sword. They used their special skill called transference.

‘Will, sorcery, and divinity are all subject to change.’

Endurance is the power to endure, and when you train it, it becomes armor. Will has changed and become stronger and protects his body.

“They say there is a stage that does not dry out and does not break, and that is called Usuke. They say that the possession itself has another stage, and that is called Indules. It is an ancient language.”

The words that Luagarne had once said came to mind. Her words were the same words that had been passed down through generations, but Encred was able to recall them and establish them anew.

‘Usuke is the well that never runs dry, the sheep of Will. And Indules is.’

It was not quantity, but quality. Quality is a different form of Will. How should I do this?
How should I awaken and learn? The future seemed bleak.
It was as if a boatman had popped out from somewhere, mocking and teasing me.

“When will you learn that? By dying thousands of times like before? Be worn out and broken. You will be trapped in today, broken like that.”

The boatman’s taunts didn’t really matter. Encrid was just as excited as usual.

‘Indules.’

Usuke had it, and even implemented it with swordsmanship. However, Indules is completely ignorant of this area.

Heart pounding.

My heart was racing. I was so excited that I wanted to run. The emotions were rushing in like a torrent. The excitement and anticipation made me want to run wild.

“……Are you really thinking about it while looking at the stars? Why are you destroying a perfectly good lodging? I don’t understand. Well, I don’t need to understand, so leave it alone. I’ll rebuild it. I’ll make it a little bigger. Until then, you can stay in a tent. Isn’t that comfortable?”

I couldn’t even hear properly what Christ was talking about next to me.

“Are you listening? You don’t seem to be listening? Oh, you’re not listening. Why are you going crazy again?”

Chrys turned around, leaving Encred behind. There were things he needed permission for and things he had to do, but in this state, he wouldn’t listen even if he tried to talk to him.
Encred got down from that spot and just cut three hundred times. It was an old habit to think over things through simple training.
He pondered and worried. In the process, he looked at a new destination and dreamed, so it couldn’t help but be enjoyable.
As night fell, Encred, who had calmed down a bit, looked at his unit and confessed his honest feelings.

“I’m being serious, but you all seem crazy.”

It felt like he was speaking like a crane, beyond just listening. It was a sincere statement.
And all the members of the unit were deeply offended by those words.

“……I really don’t want to hear that from the captain. I’m serious.”

Rem didn’t lose her temper, but she spoke more seriously than ever.

“Go away, evil spirit. Lord, destroy the devil that is dwelling in this man’s head.”

Audín prayed. He even called Teresa to join him in singing a hymn.
Teresa nodded and immediately joined in the fight to defeat the demon that had possessed Encred.

“Who is saying that to whom? Did Anne poison the medicine?”

Saxon said, seeing the traces of enthusiasm and joy in Encrid’s eyes.
This could not have happened without poison. It was incomprehensible why he would act like this all of a sudden.
But when I think about it, this author has always been like this. Suddenly his skills have improved, and suddenly he acts crazy.
It was nothing new. However, it was just uncomfortable to be treated as the same group as the barbarians and others.
Saxon cleverly moved his feet to step back and pushed Lawford forward.

“No, I’m not. I’m fine.”

Lawford denied it, and Pell muttered next to him, “Is being crazy also a part of talent?”
Lawford replied, “Yeah, then you’re a genius. You’re already crazy.”
Their gazes exchanged fiercely.
Esther was sitting on the roof in her panther state, resting her chin on her paws and watching, and Luagarne was roasting larvae next to a tent erected near the broken barracks.
Since they tasted sweeter than honey when roasted, she was going to eat them all by herself without giving them to anyone. Even though no one would ask for them.
Luagarne puffed out his cheeks and laughed while roasting larvae on a wooden skewer.

“Do you really need to say that?”

It was said that it should not be said in words, but of course, no one listened to those words.
The truth is always bitter, but even that bitterness can be hidden if it is not said in words.

“Are you saying I’m crazy? I don’t think so. Yes, these guys do things that you wouldn’t know what they were doing when they were training, so that’s understandable.”

There was quite a commotion caused by Ragnar’s last words.

“Huh? You want to die? The captain has arms, but you have heads. You idiot.”
“You can just cut them off before they even come.”
“Do you want to try?”
“Go ahead and try.”

Rem and Ragna fight.

“Stop talking about talent. If you set a limit and run, you can only run so far.”
“Oh, I have talent that has no limits, so it doesn’t matter, but you’re not like that, so you’re annoyed? It’s okay. I understand. I don’t like to be teased, but I’ll pretend not to know. I won’t tell the trainee you’re in charge of.”

Fel said and made a gesture to cover my mouth. Lawford flinched when he saw that.
Why did this kid talk so much? His provocation skills had changed a bit. He used to be similar to himself, but now he was a bit different.

“Do you want to go?”

Lawford rebelled.

“Oh, there are very few people in the world who want to die, but that was you?”

Fel deftly took it.
Sure. It had grown. Why? It must have been the journey with Encred. It was something he learned on the way back.
With the realization, Lawford looked at Encred with a little resentment, but soon he let go of the resentment.
At first, he wondered why he had taught Fel separately, but when he thought about it, he wondered if it was that great.
He just had to catch up.
Luagarne ate the roasted larvae, and Sachsen began carving wood that he had gotten from somewhere.
As he carved the square wood, a thin bark fell out underneath.
Encred snickered while watching all of this. And then he thought.
He really liked this place, this place, and them.
None of them laugh at the dreams of others, and when they think they lack skill, they start training. That’s natural. They don’t envy others and don’t try to win in the wrong way.
That’s natural for them. Is it
really natural? How much did he struggle to obtain these things?
How many people were jealous, insulting, and laughing at him?
It just occurred to me that the knighthood that Encred had hoped for and dreamed of was here.
So.

“How about walking the path of a knight? You have to believe in God, God.”

I was able to firmly nod my head to the question asked the next day.

“Who are you?”
“You could say he’s my adoptive father. Brother.”

He was a guest of the Border Guard when he went to the Fairy City.