Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 704

704. It is now.

Hescal, Hescal, he was a very clever man. He left and harmed many people, and also sowed discord.

‘One side saw Hascal kill my friend.’

His eyes turned bloodshot and he seemed to be trembling with betrayal.

“I saw it myself, Riley.”

It looks like he’s about to draw his sword and swing it.

“Damn it, if it weren’t for your father you would have died last year!”

The other side didn’t see Hescal do anything himself. And Hescal had been living a devoted life in Zaun.
He saved, cherished, loved, and raised a child.
That child became the mainstay of one of those groups. He limped on one leg, but his swordsmanship was as good as that of the giant Anajera. His name was Riley Zaun.
He said that Hescal personally invented the one-legged swordsmanship.
He had also fought Encred a few times. He swung his sword with a unique rhythm, and it was quite enjoyable to fight him.
If I had to say, I would call him a finishing mover.

‘It wasn’t ordinary.’

It’s not because I’m lame.
Most of the people in this place, in Jawoon, have the talent to become knights if they’re lucky. Everyone in the fence called Jawoon was like that.
They received the system for geniuses, that is, the teachings for the talented, and they kept on improving and kept on going.
That was the basis for staying in Jawoon.

‘How to survive without talent?’

I thought about it so naturally, but there was no answer. There is no teaching for the common man here.
In order to maintain the desire to improve, someone needs to take care of you, but not just anyone will teach you swordsmanship just because you ask them to teach you.
The teaching methods are different, but there is no teacher who teaches with passion while the learner cannot keep up.

‘I don’t wish for Crona either.’

They just enjoy watching those with shining talents shine.
Therefore, those who are ordinary or worse will not even have a chance to learn.
It is cold, but that is why the current Jawoon exists.
But are all people the same? Are all Jawoons only looking at swordsmanship?
There are those who make accessories among the proks, and there are those who are dwarves but sell their pride as craftsmen to barmaids. There were even giants in the Border Guard who wanted to become merchants.

‘People are not all the same.’

The sea of ​​life lessons.
Hescal’s son was special in that respect. No one thought he had any outstanding talent.
The person who taught and cared for him persistently made Riley what he is today.
The person who turned a crippled idiot into a prosecutor, the person who cared for him so much, was Hescal, so it would be painful to say twice.

Kwaaaaa-

The keen sense of the knight said that the rain had become lighter than before. It was to be expected. If the rain continued to pour like before, there would be nothing to say even if the entire continent was submerged.
The land of Zaun, located on the upper part of the basin, was not only soaked with water, but also soaked and muddy, and the mud that had splashed up stained his boots and pants.
The head of the household, Tempest Zaun, said that the task at hand was to search for enemies and fight.

‘At this point, the enemy will show up on their own.’

They will do so whenever they want, wherever they want. It was the opposing side’s sole right to decide when to start a fight.
They were not revealed, and Zawoon was revealed, so it was natural.
The battle would come later.
Encred thought that the more urgent matter was to put an end to the internal discord, so he was watching to see what the head of the household would do.
Ragna, who approached, listened to Rhinox’s brief explanation and then said.

“There was a man with the face of Odinkar.”

There was a guy who changed his face at random. The meaning behind those words was that Ragnar was also asking if it was really Hescal who did such a thing.
Ragnar also seemed to not believe that Hescal did it, even though he had only seen him a few times when he was young and when he came here.
Hescal had instilled in him such belief.

“It’s Hescal.”

The head of the household answered, dismissing the useless questions and answers. He knew all the meanings of Ragna’s words, so there was no hesitation in his answer.
Encred didn’t know, but the head of the household also knew that Ragna’s party had been attacked, and he had tried to estimate the process in reverse.
It wasn’t in front of his house, but it had happened nearby.
Fooling the eyes of those patrolling the area?
Even he couldn’t do that. Therefore, he concluded that there was an assistant.
However, he couldn’t guess where the assistants began and ended, or why they were doing this.

‘Then what can I do?’

Gaju asked and answered himself: What should I do when I lose my way while training in swordsmanship?

‘Wait until you see the road.’

To him, swordsmanship and life were the same. They were the same.
Even though his illness worsened year by year, he showed patience.
Tempest’s emotions were lighter than those of ordinary people. He did not easily empathize with the emotions of others. That is why the word “capricious” became the word that did not suit him the most. It meant that he had the level of patience that was the best on the continent. It was a peculiarity brought about by his lack of emotions.
In addition, the only time he talked about emotions was when he crossed swords. He
overcame his deficiency with his sword. Should we call him a swordsman worthy of the teachings of Ja-woon?
He waited. He knew that what was known as a curse in his family was a disease, and he endured it even when the number of patients suddenly increased and symptoms of unknown causes appeared, but there was a problem.
The illness that had developed in his body was taking a toll on his body at a rate that exceeded his expectations.
For more than half of the day, he felt no strength in his body. His lungs shrank, so his breathing became short. He would even have convulsions like seizures.
Just because he was a knight, it did not mean he was not human. Common illnesses are easy to overcome, but this is a disease that someone has worked hard to spread and worsen over the years. It has eaten away at him.
But he endured. In the meantime, he did what he could.

“Odinkar, go out and find Grida and Ragnar.”

By sending Odinkar out, he protects him and takes him out of the fence of suspicion. He follows the order, even though he is reluctant.

“Go ahead, there’s a monster in the Border Guard.”

If you listen to what Odinkar said when he returned covered in dust, it must not have been a boring journey.
The head of the household walked through the fighting crowd, throwing away his thoughts.

“I can’t believe it.”

Riley Jawn says. He is the son raised by Hescal. Everyone said that even though they are not related by blood.
That is why the fact that Hescal did not take Riley complicated people’s judgments.
Anyone would suspect Riley.
If it was Hescal, then of course he should have taken Riley. This is the perspective that people think.
The head of the household also looked at those with bloodshot eyes from the other side of Riley.

“I’m on my way back from bandaging Grida’s stomach. She barely survived.”

One of them says, “It seemed like I saw the stabbing up close.

“It’s Hescal himself. If not him, then who else could do it? Their sword skills and habits were all the same.”

Calm, but there was a fire mixed in there. It was a fire that wouldn’t go out easily even in the pouring rain.
Gaju looked around to both the left and right.
There wasn’t a single person who wasn’t wet from the rain.
Riley’s pupils shook violently. He was confused as he looked at Gaju who didn’t speak.
Am I abandoned? The thought that he kept repeating must have stabbed his heart like a dagger.
He was always lonely, and if he wasn’t recognized by anyone, he would suffer from a sense of inferiority.
And this child also had the name Jawoon at the end of his name.

“Riley.”
“……Yes.”
“Go and ask. When Hescal comes out, ask him the question you have in your heart. Until then, hold back.”

You don’t have to hear the answer. Riley stopped making excuses for Hascal. The lord didn’t tell them to charge with their swords. He told them to ask. So they had to wait.
The group split into two, but Riley was relatively behind. If they had drawn their swords and fought, Riley’s group would have lost unless lightning struck repeatedly and took their side.

“We will fight. Until then, gather your strength. That is an order.”

The orders of the Lord are absolute. He does not give orders unless it threatens the safety of the Zawoon. Everyone knows this.
They are not an army, so they do not raise their voices.

Swaaaaaaah.

Lightning sprinkles white light through the slightly lighter raindrops.

Kwaaaaang!

God stretched out his finger to kill the beast, but failed. The lightning struck across the basin and dug up the ground.
If it had hit here, it would have taken one or two.
It avoided the lightning rods that were set high on one side of the basin, but it was just a waste of time.

“We can only trust the sword in our hands. That is what we must do.”

The head of the household spoke and turned around first.
Encrid watched everything and nodded.

‘There is no need to suppress discord.’

There is no need to trust everyone behind you. All
you can trust is the sword in your hand.
Well, Rhinox has six of them.
Instead of giving a speech, the head of the household told everyone to wait until later. In the meantime, Ragna came over and told them what had happened inside, and Encred, who had heard everything, spoke.

“Yes.”
“I’m after Anne.”
“I have to make it so she won’t even think about it.”

It was a simple question and answer, but both of them were determined. They were determined not to let it go if they saw the face of the guy who did this.
The rain seemed to be letting up a little, but there was no sign of it stopping any time soon. The strong wind was blowing, and if I let my guard down, it felt like it would just lift my body up and blow me away. The wind was strong enough to do that.

“Not good. Not good. Damn it, I’m having an epilepsy too.”

This is what Rhinox said with a frown as he approached.

“What is your chronic disease?”
“Sometimes I don’t have the strength in my hands. I’ve been holding on by taking the medicine that Mileschia gave me.”
“What is your chronic disease!”

It was Anne’s voice.
As the strong wind blew, as if it were going to pull people out like a squirrel, Anne came into Ragnar’s arms and held on. She also shouted with all her might.

“It’s not a chronic disease, it’s someone who spread it!”

Rhinox knows the bleakness of the current situation. That is also why he has no time to be surprised by Hescal’s betrayal.
There are more than a few people who are suffering from chronic diseases.
The enemy is coming at a time like this? Man, it won’t be easy, it really won’t be easy.
Rhinox thought and said.

“What do you mean?”
“Everyone come inside! We can’t talk here!”

The weather was terrible. Anne felt like she would be pierced by the rain if she got hit just a little more.
Ragnar wrapped his cloak around her head and picked her up in his arms.
They went inside. The only place that was safest was the mansion where the head of the household was staying.

“house owner!”

Rhinox tried to send a signal, but when he realized that there was no way to see it, he came over and told Anne what she had said.

“Do as the child says.”

The hostess made her decision, and everyone followed Anne in.
Anne, who had come in early, brought a towel, roughly dried her head and body, and then stood on the stairs leading up.
The first floor was flooded, making it impossible for people to stand.

“Are you drawing it?”

Anne asked, shaking her head.

“Bring it.”

The head of the household spoke immediately and several people including Anahera moved. Anahera said that Grida was her best friend.
Even giants talk about friendship and keep their loyalty.
The author, who loved a human, and even swore a knightly oath to devote his life to Zaun, hit the back of her head.
And because he hit so coolly and fiercely, Zaun became a mess.
Anne looked down from above using the stairs as a platform.
She had been going around Zaun and collecting the symptoms of those who were sick.
In Anne’s head were hundreds of combinations for diseases. Some she had learned from her malicious teacher, some she had realized on her own, and some she had obtained by pouring out Crona, which she had received by roasting Chrys in the Border Guard.

“Everyone, tell me your symptoms again and bring me the grass I’m talking about. Can you do it?”
“Yes, you can.”

Somehow, Gaju answered the fastest.
Encrid knew that Gaju had no feelings for him, so he seemed to know Gaju’s feelings now.

‘Irritability.’

He cannot express himself through words, so he expresses himself through actions.

‘It looks a little exciting there.’

Of course, looking at the outside, I couldn’t read any emotions at all.

“Then please do it.”

Ragnar shouted in front of the people who were gathered together in a haphazard manner so that everyone could hear.

“Get in line.”

It would be more efficient to be orderly. As soon as Ragnar finished speaking, the head of the household stood in front.

“Now is the time.”

The head of the household said, “I think he meant to change what he said before, ‘not now’.”
Anne looked at him with a bewildered look in her eyes.

“Your Majesty’s illness won’t get better right away. It’s not something we can do right now.”
“……Then a medicine that slows down the symptoms will do. Something that takes effect immediately when you drink it while fighting.”
“Your request is quite specific?”
“Can’t it be done?”

Anne didn’t even pretend to catch her breath because she wasn’t nervous. She answered right away.

“Okay.”

There was a lot to do. There were enemies coming from outside, so I had to make sure they were in the best condition to fight.
So I got busy, and before my hands got busy, my head was spinning and I started the engine. There was no time to be nervous.

“Do you have Centella?”
“……What is that?”

The one right behind Gaju was Rhinox. Anne asked the man behind him, and the man asked back.

“Green, this shape, come find me.”

Anne explained with gestures, but it was difficult to understand.

“Go to Mileschia’s lab and bring everything that looks like herbs. Be careful not to get wet in the rain.”

The head of the household spoke immediately. The head of the household seemed to be busy as well.
It must have been difficult to bring it in in this storm without getting wet, but the few who were still fine began to move.