Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 689

689. Welcome to the double

“What about Odin? Didn’t he come first?”

Magrun asked.
It was a question that came out of the same thought process as Encrid.
Odin was Odinkar’s nickname. He and Magrun were also best friends. His complexion darkened even more.

“I went with you guys, so why are you asking me?”

What can we read from the face or tone of voice of the person in question?
For example, the truth of what he just said.

‘It’s impossible.’

Encred didn’t think that the man was as ignorant of lies as a fairy.
That was because what the author of Gajuran was saying now could not necessarily be said to be true.
But could it be said to be a lie?

‘no.’

It can’t be read. This is probably the honest answer. Since it can’t be read, I naturally tried to read something hidden in Gaju’s words.
It can’t be read at all? This is the first time I’ve experienced this situation.

‘why?’

I recalculate what I saw with my intuition and sense. The process was extremely short. I have become very familiar with it now.

‘I don’t feel anything.’

There was no hint of worry or doubt. There was no emotion in Gaju’s words.

“I sent Ragnar to fetch me, and he came back having a great time.”
“Yes, it was quite entertaining to watch. Odinkar didn’t come, so is everything okay with your family?”
“It’s the same every day. How could it be different?”

Encred felt as if he was hearing an orchestra playing different notes. It was dissonant.

‘There is nothing wrong with the family.’

But outside, sorcery blocked the way, magicians attacked, and strange creatures were seen.
He also said that the scalers themselves were something he had never seen before around here.

“Are there any problems with people coming and going from the village?”

Jawoon interacted with three villages: the Hunter’s Village, the Retirement Village, and the Broker’s Village, and they would come and go to these families at any time.
If there was a problem, they would have been strange as well.

“If you keep talking about the problem, what happened when you came? Magrun’s expression hardened when Odin didn’t come, so something serious must have happened? If it was something recent, it would have been something like a few village elders coming up. Hascal was in charge of their escort.”

It seemed as if Ragnar, Encred, and Anne were nowhere to be seen. Anne couldn’t even open her mouth due to the strange pressure, and Encred was busy observing.

‘It’s still hard to read anything from the tone of voice.’

I could tell that Gaju had an unusual eye for detail. With just a change in facial expression and a few questions, he could perceive the situation and give different answers.
And here, there was an author who did whatever he wanted without caring about other situations.

“I came to see the sunrise.”

Ragnar announced the return of the prodigal son.
The head of the household responded without being surprised or embarrassed.

“You don’t know how to get it, do you?”
“Yes, that’s why I came before my father died. That would make sense.”

If you listen without knowing the circumstances, it seems like you are seeing a moment where you turn away from the morals that you should naturally uphold as a human being. In other words, it is a scene of unfilial conduct.
However, since this is a daily occurrence in Jawoon, the man named Gaju answered nonchalantly.

“Yes. That’s right. Welcome.”

Is it right to say that I came here?
Even if I thought that, I couldn’t interfere. It seemed like it was a family and clan matter.

“You crazy bastard, is that what you were going for? What did you say you were coming for?”

The normal reaction was to draw it. Magrun was surprised, too, and muttered, “Then where did Odin go?” before looking at Ragnar.
It seemed like a surprising statement. Of course, Encred didn’t know anything, so he kept his mouth shut. He was also busy just observing Gaju.
He stood in front of the gate between the fences and didn’t move a finger.
Then, at some point, he put his hand on his waist, and Encred missed that short movement.
It was because his gaze was momentarily diverted elsewhere.
Gaju moved Will, tensing his muscles as if he was going to move his left hand, and Encred noticed it with his innate sense.
It was a cognitive ability derived from intuition.

“That feels good.”

The master spoke and drew his sword. There was no awkwardness in any of his movements. It was like hair blowing in the wind.
It was a sword stroke that was so natural that it made one watch in silence.
There was not even a sound of the sword being drawn, and the sword came straight to Encred’s forehead.
He should have flinched, but Encred did not move.
He simply reacted at the moment when he thought the sword had crossed a certain line.

Chiring.

The three irons are pulled out and soar upward. The speed is worthy of the name Flash. At the same time, dozens of paths for the sword of the head of the household to move are calculated.
It reads and understands the movements. There are hundreds of attacks derived from the sword.

‘If I calculate everything, I will get tired first.’

The transition to wave-breaking swordsmanship was also instantaneous.
The three irons extended out like a flash and cut through the air.

Okay.

Gaju quickly put his sword away and put it back on his waist. Encred also swung his outstretched sword around and put it back in its scabbard.

Tiring.

Other than the noise, there doesn’t seem to be much difference in their movements.

‘I lost.’

Encred knew he was defeated.
Gaju hadn’t even extended or swung his sword all the way, but he had.

‘And that was what the other person intended.’

Would it be different if they actually fought?
The fighting spirit boils over. Some people start off feeling intimidated when they meet someone stronger than them, but Encred has crawled and walked far and wide, even among people who are stronger than him.
Furthermore, he has never been intoxicated with a sense of omnipotence even after becoming a knight. He just enjoys himself, moves forward, and dreams.
So he has never felt intimidated.

“A game?”

Ragna wasn’t the only author who didn’t care about the situation.
Grida and Magrun, who knew what that one-shot meant, only briefly thought about chasing these crazy kids away.
The only thing that happened was that the corners of Gaju’s mouth twisted into something that looked like a faint smile.
If you ask why it was similar, he’d say it was because it was a smile that didn’t show any emotion.

“You brought an interesting friend, Ragnar.”
“He is the captain of the knight order I belong to.”
“Your knight order? You’re not even the captain, but you’re above me?”

Originally, those words should have been filled with surprise, but they still sound restrained.

‘To be exact, it seems like my emotions have been heightened. But anyway, can’t we just have a go at it?’

It’s a cider that simultaneously carries out bold thoughts and analysis.

“Welcome. I won’t refuse to spar, but judging by your appearance, you don’t seem to be in the best condition right now. In that case, shouldn’t you take care of yourself first?”
“This is the best I can do.”

Encred said.

“You crazy bastard. Do it later. I need to know where Odin is right now.”

Magrun spoke, and Encrid had no choice but to agree. It was not as if anything had happened to Odinkar Zaun.
It was simple logic.
How could a knight of that caliber be captured without a fuss?
Secondly, if Odinkar had passed by the same path they had taken, and there was a battle to kill or subdue him.

‘Is it possible that no trace will be left?’

That can’t be possible. There is no spell or magic that can fix a broken tree by reattaching it.

“The order seeks change, but that doesn’t mean it can do everything. Audyn is better at creating miracles than I am.”

These are the things Esther told us during the sparring.
So how did Odinkar disappear?
There is only one way.

‘Disappeared voluntarily.’

Encred drew a logical conclusion with the minimal information he
had. Everyone was confused by the series of attacks and the sudden calming down upon arriving at Zaun, but anyone who looked at the situation objectively could have inferred it.

“Come in and explain the situation. I’d like the guest to come with you.”

The head of the household turned inside as he spoke. His footsteps were surprisingly silent,
even though he was larger than Encred himself.

‘Saxony would be surprised if it saw this.’

It was a very quiet movement. Not to mention
, there was not a single clanking sound from the sword hanging from the sword belt.
There was hardly any noise from the floor as if there was something placed under the boots.
When we faced each other, it felt like we were facing a mountain.

‘Looking at it this way, it seems like a gentle breeze that I can’t even feel.’

As I followed him, that thought occurred to me.

“I guess you’ll be able to go?”

When I asked him as I walked by, he scratched his head as if he was upset and said,

“One guy says he came to get the sunrise, and the other guy says he wants to play a game? Are you all crazy? And what? You’re going to have to go, right? Of course you will, you idiot. Even if it’s three people, you’ll lose.”

Encred nodded slightly.
If there are three of them, he will have to fight in real combat. In other words, he will win if he fights with the intention of killing.
It would be easy to win or lose in a duel, but that was because Grida didn’t care about winning or losing.
Magrun hates losing, but if you bet gold on Magrun and Grida fighting,

‘I’ll hang it on Grida.’

From my own experience, there is a difference between the two. This may be the reason why Magrun, who attacked Rem, survived.
If he had really been a threat, Rem’s axe would have split his head in two.

“You’re a foreigner?”
“Long time no see.”
“Have you seen Hescal? You promised to watch my swordplay today, but you went back to work? You’re deadly!”

I turned my head every now and then to see the faces of the people talking.
There weren’t many people in the clan village that was built in a basin shape. There
were about twenty people standing in the way.
One woman caught my eye. She was wearing armor made of thick iron plates that covered her arms, thighs, abdomen, and chest.

‘Bigger than Teresa.’

When their eyes met, the woman tilted her head and smiled.
Aside from their size, the human and the giant looked similar in appearance, but upon closer inspection, there were subtle differences.
The giant had larger facial features and exuded a kind of force that could not be felt from humans. Just
as humans can crush ants to death with brute force at any time, the giant seemed capable of crushing humans to death at any time.

“wow.”

The woman opened her mouth to speak. Feeling the gaze of the people, she raised her hand and greeted Encred.

“Anahera, the most beautiful woman in our clan.”

Although I hate judging people by their appearance, it was common sense that prominent cheekbones and protruding canines were not the criteria for a beauty.
Above all, the thickness of her neck was thicker than the thighs of an average man.
Her flat ears made her appearance shine even more.

“It’s a giant.”

I went back and recounted what Encred had just said and what I had observed with my own eyes.

“You’re so perceptive that it’s no fun to tease you.”

When he met the head of the household, Gridda seemed to have let go of some of his worries.
Well, he seemed to think that the head of the household would take care of things anyway.
Although they called it a clan village, the houses that were built had wide open spaces, and there was a spire that looked like a castle in the center. It
wasn’t a real castle, but rather a mansion.
The head of the household led the party to the castle and mansion in the center.
After hearing the situation from Gridda and Magrun, he spoke without thinking too much.

“I think it disappeared by its own judgment.”

It’s easy to understand if you hear it from the side, but it’s hard to look at it objectively when it’s something related to you.
However, Gaju easily did it.

“But why does Odinkar do that?”

Magrun asked, walking in time with Gaju’s pace.

“I don’t know that either.”

Gaju answered concisely.

“It seems like the customer has already noticed, so why aren’t you saying anything?”
“I was going to go in and say it. Well, if you ask, they’ll say it.”

The headmaster looked at Encred for a moment, but Encred still had difficulty reading anything into his eyes.

‘You have the perfect personality to hide something.’

Encrid thought so and followed behind Gaju.

“Who is here?”

As they reached the castle, a blonde woman approached them and asked. She was wearing an apron, but Encred noticed with his characteristic keen eye that the woman in front of him was carrying two short swords under her skirt. He
also noticed that her skills were extraordinary.
He could tell just by looking at her walking gait and the muscles she showed on her arms.

“Customer, this is your son.”
“He’s my son, so I can recognize him. You managed to come back? I thought you’d be lost and wandering your whole life.”

The mother greeted her son, whom she had not seen in a long time, with tears in her eyes.
Of course, in reality, even the passing ants did not shed tears, and it was a woman who was presumed to be Ragnar’s mother who said this with a wry smile.

“Finding directions is my specialty.”

Ragnar returned the greeting.

“What a surprise.”

The mother raised her hand as if welcoming her son.

Ching.

He pulled out a sword in that hand. Let alone two swords in each hand. Seeing something like this, I wondered if I should welcome it with open arms.