Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 728

728. Drunk at dusk

After sparring with the people who came rushing in, I ate well and rested well afterwards.
While I was spending a few more days like that, many people came to visit me, and what they said was mostly similar.

“It’s so much fun to train together, but can’t I stay in Jawoon?”

In cases where you express your affection without hesitation.

“Thank you. And I owe you an apology.”

This is when they speak seriously.
The former is the words of the younger ones, and the latter is the words of the older ones.
In addition, both groups were pure and unadorned in their words and actions.
So, the ones who asked to stay together repeatedly asked why they were leaving and begged them.
Those who expressed gratitude and apologies would bow their heads and say that they were not slaves, but that they could call them if they needed to.
There were also some who said they were embarrassed.

“What about me instead of Riley?”

And there were some who spoke seriously.
And I received a more unique proposal.

“Since Riley said she’s a slave, I’m thinking of denying it.”

She is a woman from the Jawoon family whose name is unknown.
She is said to have great talent, but her dream is to be a wise mother. She is said to have a fatal deficiency.

‘I thought you said you were angry a lot.’

I heard that he met many people in Zaun, but they all broke up because he beat them up if they got in the way.
He said that his dream was to be a wise mother and a good wife, and that when he traveled the continent, he would cut off the heads of men who treated women badly, and that was why he was nicknamed the walking gallows.
I also heard that several promising hunters who came to Zaun to chase this woman who had a bounty on her died or stayed in the hunter’s village.
Didn’t some of them die this time?
Encred kept quiet, but thanks to the stories of people around him, he learned a lot.

“No thanks.”
“Tsk.”

Still, she wasn’t as slimy as everyone else.

“If you go to the empire, there’s gold.” “If you go to
the
empire, there’s beautiful women.” “If you go to the empire, there’s good swords.”
“If you go to the empire, there’s dwarf blacksmiths.”
“If you go to the empire, there’s incredibly strong knights.”
“If you go to the empire….”

Was Schmidt really this talkative?
Didn’t he carry his weight when they met at the Border Guard?
Encred wondered if he had embellished his memories because it had been so long.
Of course not.
Schmidt was an excellent recruiter, and he would do his best to fulfill his duty.

“Does that author come every day?”

Also, listening to what Ragna said, it wasn’t like his memories were wrong.

“Are you bored? But I can’t leave for the empire right away. Look. This is what happened while fighting.”

He seemed fine when he was talking about the Book of Proverbs, but when the situation was over, he had a deep gash above his thigh.

“If only it had hit me a little higher.”

I guess I’ve never been a man in my life,
Schmidt said, shaking his head.

“Well, even if this place was hit by the devil’s claws, there is a reason why it is okay.”
“What is it?”

Ragnar asked. Encrid did not ask because he knew the answer.

“The empire will see me as a disabled veteran and award me with a medal. I will become a person of national merit.”

Even though I didn’t fight for the Empire, it would be like that.
If you ask why, it’s because the recruiter’s job itself is for the Empire.
I wondered if there was a separate book called The Story of the Almighty Empire that he had memorized.
And there was someone who came to visit more often than Schmidt. He was the first face I saw when I woke up in the morning.

“Are you awake?”
“……Why every day?”
“To say thank you. Thank you for saving Jawoon.”

Bow.

Gaju would come to me every morning during training, bow his head, and leave. He hadn’t even recovered yet, so I could see that his body balance was messed up even when he walked, but
he still did that. Dawn wasn’t the end. He came again when the sun was high in the sky. Gaju came right when he finished eating and said again.

“Have you eaten?”
“Didn’t you say that you lost sight in only one eye? Why are you asking after seeing everything?”

Gaju lost one of his two eyes. However, he still has one eye left, so he should be able to see the traces of someone who just finished eating.

“Thank you for saving Jawoon.”

And I bow my head.
It would be nice if this was the end, but I had to watch it again before going to bed.

“Aren’t you asleep yet?”
“Can’t you see it?”
“If it weren’t for you, Zaun would have lost many people.”
“It must be thanks to Hascal.”
“I haven’t forgotten his merits either. Anyway, thank you for saving Zaun.”
“I think my ears are about to get calluses.”

Gaju came to visit him every morning, noon, and evening for three days. He
must have felt deprived because he knew he would no longer be able to perform at his former level, but he never missed a visit to Encred, even though he was dripping with sweat.

“Ragnar.”
“Yes.”
“Why is your father doing that?”

Encred also asked half-knowingly. But he could still ask.
He might say something he doesn’t know.
Ragnar now remembers his father’s habit that he had forgotten for a while.
Tempest Zawn acted and spoke with all his heart since he was young.
He increased the number of times to convey his sincerity because he couldn’t put emotions into his words and actions.

“I said that because I was grateful.”
“Yeah, I understand that.”

But I thought it was a bit too much, so that’s why I said that.
Encrid stayed in Zaun for a while like that.

“Just give me a week. I still have some things to take care of.”

Anne also said this, and Encred himself was content to stay for a while. It was a fun and enjoyable time.

‘They say you learn while teaching.’

I’ve had similar experiences several times in the past, and there were many talented people in Zawoon.
They also enjoyed learning from Encred.
That fit together perfectly and helped.

“There is no one in Zawoon who can explain things like Enki.”

Among them, there was a little kid who banged his head on the ground a few times and approached me as if he was really friendly.

“You’re really good at explaining things. How about tonight?”

There was also a giant who repeatedly tried to get a seat next to Encred’s bed.
Later on, I heard that Anajera enjoyed such jokes.
But half of them sounded sincere, probably because his intuition was broken.

“If Anajera follows you, will you take her with you?”

If Ragnar asks like that, it’s probably not because his intuition is broken.

“That’s her own choice.”

There is no reason to refuse.

“Sinaar will be very happy. I wonder if Esther will be happy too.”

There was some truth to Ragnar’s words.

“Either way.”

Encred brushed Ragnar’s joke aside and swung his sword.
Anyway, after teaching so many people, he naturally looked back on the path he had walked.

‘And that helps.’

The path you walked, the path you didn’t walk but now see.
The path that those with talent see.
The path that those with talent but lack confidence see.
Chew and reflect on that path.
If you only look forward and walk, you won’t be able to see behind. Therefore, you need the wisdom to stop and look back at any time.
Encred swallowed that wisdom. That’s how he learned another thing.
Similar things kept happening throughout his stay in Zaun.
It was like that before, and it is like that now.
One day when dusk was falling. The sagging sunlight was fading away, spreading a mysterious light around.
It was personally my favorite time of the day.
It’s also called the dog and wolf time. It’s
called that because you can’t tell the difference between a dog and a wolf just by looking at their silhouettes approaching from afar.
The sky was neither completely dark nor bright, but had a bluish and yellowish tint at the same time, and the air was moderately cold.
Accidents are bound to happen on days like this. If a man and a woman were together, they might fall in love, or some kind of luck might come, or they might find peace of mind unexpectedly.
A child abandoned by his parents may be able to escape the shadow of his parents and stand on his own two feet.
A man who grew up without being loved by anyone and only spoke harsh words may realize love.
If he knew that love is not only about receiving but also giving, then he would be able to live a new life.
Everyone has a magical moment.
Just one moment, that moment can change everything in life.
And even if it doesn’t change everything, it may be a hand pushing him on his back, telling him to move forward toward something that seems impossible and impossible. It
was dusk, where such a magical moment seeped in. Dozens of colors flowed out from the point where orange and blue mixed.
Somewhere, a cricket was chirping, and today, there were few visitors since the afternoon.
And for the time being, no one was coming.
The head of the household would come later, and Schmidt had come and gone today, so he wouldn’t be coming again.
Ragna went to the cliff behind the basin with Anne.
He said he was going to check out the habitat of some medicinal or poisonous plant.
There was no one to come and no noise except the sound of insects.
Encred, intoxicated by the mysterious light, explored his inner world.
Was it because he had seen the most impressive sight recently?
Hascal came down from a large tree on one side.

“Look at it from various perspectives. People don’t live in just one way. And if you want to know someone in detail, find out what the author really wants.”

Everything he did was simply incomprehensible when viewed from a simple perspective.

‘What Hascal wants is for Zaun to survive.’

Before everything started, when I asked him about his dream, he laughed and mumbled, probably because of this logic.
The divine usurpation is just a tool.
Yes, he knows that too.
Enjoying swordsmanship and holding the sword to grab what you want are two different things.
One of the thoughts that comes to mind is that Zaun and the people here are different from me.
They don’t swing their swords to destroy the magic or to hope for something.
So I won’t force them. Nothing has changed since I first saw Grida, Odinkar, and Magrun.
Do they owe me their lives? So should I force them to do something they don’t want?

‘I don’t like that.’

As soon as my thoughts were organized, Oara suddenly appeared from the shadows between the houses leaning to one side.
The blue light created by the twilight penetrated her body. Oara’s steps were light and her face was bright. She approached me lightly and asked.

“How have you been?”

Then, without waiting for an answer, he started to say a few words.

“Jeongjunghwankwaeyu, you plan on learning all five of them? Even as a knight, you usually have something you focus on, but you’re going to do them all. Right? You won’t throw away even one of them.”

Oh, she left a deep impression on him when she died.
She came out of the fantasy and left many words. There was not a single one of them to be discarded. Everything was a clue for the beginning.
But Encred ignored it.

‘Enough with the fantasy.’

The moment I made up my mind, Aura disappeared.

‘I learned and moved forward.’

It has come to this point.
My mind is calm and my head is clear. It is because I have finished resting and recovering. That calm mind tells me the answer.
Let’s go beyond learning and mastering.
My senses tell me. It is now.
In other words, it is time to establish and build anew.
I have seen and felt a lot in the meantime. I took out one of them and made it the cornerstone.

‘The wave barrier is a black sword.’

He learned the basics from Ragnar. Ragnar does what he does instinctively through his natural talent, but he calculates.
The swordsmanship is trained with the wave-breaker sword.
What Encred is doing now is determining the training method through each sword technique.
The thoughts continue, and since the twilight magic is not over, Encred freely roams around in it. He flies, jumps, and swims.
The light of twilight becomes the sky, the lake, and the land.

‘The heavy sword is a physical training.’

The techniques learned from the Balaf martial arts are to close the distance and add power to a single strike.
That’s natural.
There aren’t many who will repeatedly give up distance to someone who uses both fists as weapons.
Here, I saw the explosion of the art of handling the will of the head of the family. Since I learned how to explode the will from Alexandra, I can make a swordsmanship based on that. The middle sword is an explosion.
There is no need to make a swordsmanship right away.
Since I only need the foundation, there is no need to dig deeper. At least not now.

‘Deception is based on Luagarne’s tactical thinking.’

I will mix in the techniques of the Valencian mercenary sword there.
Tactics are used to gain an advantageous advantage, and the illusion sword is not a concept of simply swinging a sword. It is closer to the concept of tactics.
A fast sword comes from the optimization of thinking.

‘I learned it from Rem in the first place.’

Rem is the one who makes decisions and swings his axe in a very short space of time. Of course, he does it instinctively.
He does it by optimizing his flash of thought.
In terms of speed, Rem is the best.
And the sword.

‘The sword of chance takes advantage of every moment.’

To do that, you will have to use your excellent senses to take advantage of every situation.
The flowing sword must focus on senses from the beginning.
You cannot calculate each point of impact and then attack.
So you have to listen with your ears and perceive the air waves with your skin.

‘The gate of the sixth sense, sensory perception.’

No matter what you call it, it’s the same. You have to learn the art of sense.
It’s impossible without a unique sensitivity.
You have to accumulate experience on top of that. You have to experience it countless times and embody it in your body.
Swordsmanship is an area that even geniuses cannot reach when they’re young.
The sword of chance is the maximization of swordsmanship. It’s
about developing your senses and drawing every moment into your own luck.
That’s the direction swordsmanship pursues.
An established theory becomes the foundation and is built on solid ground.
Twilight is over. In fact, night has passed.

“Did you sleep well?”

As usual, the master approached and asked. Encred, who had stayed up all night, answered.

“Yes, I slept very well.”

It is a path that you walk on your own, not a path that is taught. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t happy about it.

“Thank you for saving Jawoon.”

The head of the household gave the same greeting to convey his sincerity.
Encred simply smiled.
In a way, this simple honesty seemed to be the symbol of Jawoon.
And that afternoon, a new guest came.
It was around the time Anne had said. So it was the time when they were about to leave, and it was also the time when Ragnar had not been seen for two days.