Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 697

697. Lightning strike

‘Medusa and Scaler.’

There will be owl bears and bat demons. Didn’t you see it on your way here?
The demons are gathered together and are targeting Jawoon?

‘Or something else?’

The shadow of someone who had intervened artificially was thick. Although it was not visible, the concentration was so thick that it was a presence. Since
the monsters could not gather there unless someone had intentionally done so.
The presence of the enemy hidden behind the veil was felt much larger. Like the black clouds in the sky, the curtain that hid the enemy was black and thick, and it was impossible to reach right away.

‘Would it have been a little easier if I had brought Rem?’

I had that thought again. Don’t you often block your path with sorcery?
I’ve seen it a few times before, and when I use sorcery in front of Rem, he tends to immediately take out his axe and swing it. One
day, out of curiosity, I asked him why he would have a fit whenever he saw sorcery.

“A fit? When did I? Shouldn’t it be called a justified anger?”
“I asked why.”
“It’s all so clumsy.”

That was the end of Rem’s explanation, but as expected, it was the same old way of speaking.
I figured out the rest after thinking about it on my own, so I asked Rem again to confirm.

“Do you find it annoying to see guys who have studied so poorly show off their skills in front of you?”
“Oh, they are a match.”

If there’s anything a little unpleasant here, it’s that Encred has some understanding of Rem’s feelings.

‘Have you been influenced by the thoughts of a mad savage?’

I’ve wondered about this.
If you’re a great chef with your own philosophy and beliefs, and someone shoves charred meat in front of you and shouts, “This is cooking!”, what would you do?
Unless you’re a very generous person, you’d want to break their head.
Especially if you’re serious about your work.

‘It’s something that hurts one’s pride or self-esteem.’

If we were to put Rem’s actions into words, it would be like shouting, ‘That’s not how you use magic!’

“What are you doing?”

A voice interrupted his thoughts.
Encred was lying on one side of the training ground with his eyes closed. The floor was damp, but it felt soft enough to lie down on with a cloak.
Of course, it would have been better if the floor had been warmly dried by the sun, but this was a weather where you couldn’t expect that. He
opened his eyes slightly at the call and saw Grida.
Grida had come to see Encred the night before after a three-day trip abroad, and after talking to him, he went into his room to wash and fall asleep.
He couldn’t sleep deeply. It felt like the head of the household would burst open the door and ask at any moment.

“What have you been doing for three days? What have you found out, daughter?”

Of course, it wouldn’t be a sweet tone. Her father and the head of the household was as emotionless as a fairy.
Sometimes, he seemed to have no emotions at all.
What if her father had changed from the person she knew? She was tormented by anxiety.
It didn’t have to be the head of the household, but anyone would come and ask her questions.
In fact, she secretly hoped so.
What kind of son of a bitch would do something like this to her family?
To be honest, she even went around for three days, deliberately leaving traces behind, hoping that the other person would respond.

‘Nothing happened.’

No one asked or questioned.
With such thoughts, I woke up in the morning and saw Encred lying on one side of the lawn, resting in a sunbathing position. Since the sun wasn’t up, I couldn’t call it sunbathing. What should I call it? Shade bathing? I just felt like swearing.
After asking, Grid immediately moved to one side. It was a reflexive reaction to the presence of someone behind him.

“Is today your day off?”

The person approaching from behind spoke. Then he nodded, and Alexandra also pretended to know with her eyes.

“yes.”

Encred answered while lying down.
Encred did as he had learned in the past. Rest is just as important as training.
It was the same for Jawoon.
Jawoon set aside at least one day every ten days as a Sabbath, and rested at least three days a month.
He must have known from his predecessors that swinging his sword every day was not the only way to achieve success.

‘It is an established system that has been passed down from generation to generation.’

There was more than one thing to see and learn.

‘Swinging a sword every day trains the body and clears distracting thoughts.’

On my days off, I think deeply about the time I spent training, pondering and pondering. I think it would be right to say that I do it by pushing away distracting thoughts. I
heard it was a very old tradition.
Encred also knew the importance of rest, so he had the same Sabbath as them.
In other words, there was no training today.
But that didn’t mean he missed basic training, so he recalled what he had learned from Audin and swung his sword in the early morning.
Then, starting in the afternoon, he lay down like this and organized the thoughts floating around in his head.
Encred knew that he didn’t have to swing his sword out of impatience like before. That’s why he was able to do this.
Of course, to an ordinary person, he had definitely trained and trained today, but even if he was at the level of the Border Guard standing army, this would be considered half rest.
And if he was a member of the Mad Knights, this was definitely rest.
From Encred’s perspective, it would be safe to say that he was as lazy as Ragnar.

“Those clouds are really black.”

Encred asked, pointing to the pitch-black clouds in the distance.

“They call it the Black Orchid, but this time it’s a bit worse.”

Alexandra followed Encred’s fingertips as she answered.
Black clouds covered the sky. Thick, black clouds.
Beyond the blocking of the sun, a new black land seemed to have formed above her head.
That huge, large, black cloud was slowly approaching this world.

“If it keeps going like this, it’s going to start pouring rain and cause a huge storm.”

Alexandra looked concerned. Encred sat up straight and looked at her and the shape of the houses behind her.

‘Was the reason it was a stone house to protect against storms?’

This structure is a clear evidence that Jawoon has been rooted and living here for many years. It is evidence that Jawoon has been living here for quite some time.

‘why?’

A small question arises.
Jawoon is powerful. Then, can’t he leave this place and live?
For example, in the case of Hescal, he went back and forth between the three villages formed around him to handle the necessary work of the Jawoon family, but he said that the surrounding terrain was too rough, so he couldn’t increase the number of merchants going to the broker’s village.
Well, it was close to the wilderness, so there were precious herbs and fruits growing around there, but he said that he could hire separate gatherers.
The broker’s village was simply a village where blacksmiths and merchants gathered.

“Still, I like it here.”

Hescal was a man who always worried about the future of Zawoon while saying that.
Then what about Rhinox?
He used to call himself a romantic man.

“No food? If you don’t have anything, you can live without it. If you need something, you can get it when you need it.”

He had different opinions from Hescal. Hescal believed that Zaun’s power could be further increased, while Rhinox believed that there was no reason to do so.
Rhinox had been crazy in his youth, obsessed with swords and swordmanship.

‘I heard he’s crazy about nurturing his juniors these days.’

He also said that he has such a bad eye that he grabs anyone and says, “You are the most talented person I’ve ever seen” at least five times a year.
He praises someone as a genius about once every two months.

‘He’s similar to the mercenaries from the village I used to live in.’

He was fooled into thinking he was a genius and took up the sword.
But Rhinox’s words could not be considered a lie. Most of those who survived and held out in Zawoon deserve to be called geniuses.
There are at least five knights here.

‘The Mad Knights are an unexpected force?’

Here, Jawoon also has a similar history.
Anyway, there are times when some people who don’t know anything about Rhinox’s tricks fall for it, but now they say they know all about his fuss and just let it slide.
Yes, he knows romance.

‘Instead, I’m not interested in reality.’

His dream is to travel around the continent with one sword.
When I asked him, “Aren’t you already carrying six swords?”, he laughed heartily and replied, “Then leave five behind and go.”
What do the two have in common?

‘It is a life that protects the clouds.’

The method may be different, but the goal is the same.
The reason Rhinox stayed here was to wait for a genius who would surpass him.
He would teach him everything and leave. He couldn’t leave without doing that.
He did so because he believed that he still had work to do here.
Rhinox was actually a very skilled person and a great teacher.
He used six swords, each with a different form of swordsmanship. In terms of fun, he was the most fun sparring partner.
His sword, free from the concept of a proper and calm recovery, showed the characteristic of freely striking and retreating.
If we look at it within the framework of the large system created by Encred.

‘Swordsmanship focusing on extreme senses.’

Momentum and restraint, these are two words that describe his swordsmanship.
When he extends his hand, it becomes a path, and when he extends his foot, it becomes a step.
He has developed over a hundred swordsmanships and destroyed over a hundred swordsmanships.
He creates swordsmanships every day and destroys techniques every day.
That’s why he got the nickname “Destroyer with six hands.”

‘The nickname is intuitive.’

In the categories I mentioned, Rhinox is a delver, a scholar of swordsmanship.

‘Classification and skill are separate things.’

Here’s another lesson learned.
When I just listened to the story, it seemed like the pioneer’s temperament was suitable for becoming the best.

‘No matter what you want, no matter where you are, if you work hard, you will reach a high level.’

Hescal was similar. He was like Grida. He was called a guardian, and he protected the family’s property and people, and maintained and passed on the family’s glory to the next generation.
And whether he was a guardian or something, in terms of swordsmanship, he was not inferior to Rhinox.
His swordsmanship was calm and precise.
However, there was no gap. It seemed like he was aiming for a fight where he neither won nor lost.

“That’s because he enjoys fighting with his fangs hidden. He’s a sinister guy.”

According to Rhinox’s evaluation, it was like that.
The two were friends and rivals.
Now, they work separately and sometimes drink wine together, so it was clear that they were friends.
This is what I felt when I talked to them while facing each other.
Then, how was Gaju?

‘It’s heavy.’

She must be a great person who has great patience and would go into the dragon’s mouth for what she wants.
Well, maybe not, but that’s the impression I’ve gotten so far.
Then what about Alexandra?
She embraces and hugs anyone. The only thing is that she doesn’t knit gloves or anything, but uses a sword.

‘Andante has been out on business for a month, and he said it was the head of the household’s orders.’

There are many unknown things. Encrid handled the situation simply and clearly. If you don’t know, just ask.

“Alex, why didn’t you ask me what I was doing when I was away for a few days?”

Kkwarung, another lightning strike.
Because of the dark clouds, even the daytime was as dark as night, but the surroundings brightened for a moment.
The light from the lightning flashed and looked at the group gathered here and then left again.
This crazy kid? Gridda thought to himself, but on the outside, he just gave a look as if he was talking nonsense all of a sudden.
It was hard to see how he managed to control his expression.

“That’s an interesting question.”

Alexandra answered with a calm smile.

“Is that so?”

Encred answered calmly. His expression did not change.

“We respect children’s freedom. We don’t stop grown children and ask them one by one what they are doing.”

The family’s temperament was also right. If the situation was normal, if nothing happened, then this would be right.
While talking, several of the Jaun family’s prosecutors were hanging around. They were mostly young.
It was the Sabbath, so even if they were told to rest, their bodies would still be twitching.

“I’ve been thinking of a new method.”

One of them approached quietly and said. Encred answered calmly.

“Aren’t you supposed to rest on the Sabbath?”
“Even if I tell you to do that, you really won’t listen.”

Alexandra laughed and ruffled the child’s hair.

“I told you today was a day off.”
“But everyone else is getting ahead of me, and I’m the only one getting rusty. And if I keep getting sick, I might collapse before I can do anything.”

A curse and a disease.
Everyone who stayed in Zawoon knew that it wasn’t a curse.
Everyone tried to cure the disease. Even the old female healer named Mileschia.
Encred’s daily routine was still the same. Resting or training, it was the same. It was the same day after day.
But others were different.
While he was active, others weren’t playing around.
Especially Anne.