Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 729

729. Touchingly

Some people might have the good fortune of holding a gold coin that fell to the ground, yet they might wish for something better. Some might have encountered a strange stroke of luck and still feel that the luck that came to them was not enough.
But Encred was not like that.

‘It’s clear.’

The air is different, the sunlight is different.
Encred felt satisfied with the change brought about by the magic of twilight.
It was the season when warm air came.
Even the storm-torn Zaun was now ready to put strength into his two legs.

“I will continue the legacy of Mileschia. It doesn’t mean I will neglect my swordsmanship.”

Everything that Mileschia left behind was taken care of by Magrun. He was a friend who had become well-versed in various medicines because of his severe illness. He
still had an interest in swordsmanship itself, but someone had to shoulder the responsibility.
If he felt that burden as a heavy stone, he would just be a stone, but if he accepted it as a joy rather than a burden, he could enjoy it.
Magrun was clearly the latter.

“It’s fun. Jawoon’s herbal medicine will develop further.”
“Healing. It’s not just the technique of handling herbs.”

Anne gave me a notebook she had written herself. I heard that it contained treatments and countermeasures for each disease.
Judging from the content and level of the book, if it spread across the continent, many people would die because of it. In other words, it was an item that could be called a treasure.
It was a world where people fought and killed over even a single relic. There were even times when each country dispatched a knighthood to explore some ruins.
In addition, treasure hunters knew well that relics were not the only treasures.

“……If you gave me this because you were thinking of me.”

There was an incident where Magrun, who received it, turned on the water.

“Don’t you look in the mirror? Isn’t there any clear water in Jawoon? You should know just by looking at your face in the stream.”

It was tea right away.
Anne looked like a gentle lady on the outside because of her close-knit eyes, nose, and mouth, but she was a strong woman who had crossed the continent with a few potions. Not
to mention, she had already promised a future with Ragnar.
Anyway, when you have to stretch, you have to do it.
Just like Jawoon is doing now.
When Encred was almost ready to return with a sense of relief,
Schmidt, who had repeatedly insisted that there were many rare things in the empire, brought one of those rare things.
He had never said that he did not believe it, and he had not asked him to prove it.

“Schmidt, is that your friend? The one you wanted to bring along?”

He was a man with very short razor-shaven sides and back of hair, and only his top and bangs were moderately long. He was large in build and had a slender, square club hanging from
his waist. It was an impressive
blunt weapon with a straight, square head. He wore specially modified armor, which consisted of breast mail, shoulder armor, arm armor that covered his forearms, and thin iron plate armor that covered his thighs like a cylinder.
The joints were not connected, so it seemed like plate mail was cut into pieces, but the armor had surprisingly soft curves.
When he was fighting, a guy called Panito or something had also worn special armor, but this was even better.
The armor seemed to fit naturally as if it were part of his skin, which left a deep impression.

‘Why do you look like that?’

Was it because of my refreshing and peaceful mind?
Strangely enough, I was more curious about that than what the other person said or who they were.

“Encred of the Border Guard?”

The man asked.
Encred hadn’t finished observing his opponent yet, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t speak.
The man didn’t show any particular intent to kill or be hostile, but Encred
could tell that he was ready to fight at any time. He didn’t have to move his hands or feet, or show his momentum or will.
He could fight at any time. He wore that will like armor. That was also strange.
But his words didn’t come out nicely.

“who?”

He didn’t tilt his head, but it was a response that would come out when mercenaries got into a fight.
If this was a bar in a corner of the city, and he had had a few drinks, and the smell of vomit, alcohol, and cigarettes was right next to him, it would have been perfect.
But to Encred, this was a natural reaction.
If you want to ask someone’s name, you have to say your own first. That’s called courtesy.

“……It’s been a while. This kind of reaction. It’s rare to see something like this when you only work within the empire.”

The man spoke, raised his left hand, spread it out straight, and stopped at an angle parallel to the ground, as if supporting his chest. He gestured for them to look at the symbol.
It was a symbol with a large circle and a smaller circle inside.
It was the symbol of the Empire.
It was also the symbol used by the Knights of the Empire.
Within the Empire, the symbol of the Knights was a pass and proof of status, and it was a symbol of power that commanded respect from everyone.
However, this was not the Empire.

“So who?”

Encred asked again.
The corners of the man’s mouth went up at those words. The smile drawn along the twisted corners of his mouth looked like a tiger.
There was a murderous intent in his smile. Judging by the way that murderous intent took shape, he must be just as powerful as the head of the household.
The form of intimidation he showed was like a thorned club.
Ferocious and rough. That’s his temperament. It was like a thorned club that he thrust forward without wiping off blood and flesh.
Should we consider him to be a powerful man similar to the head of the household?
Maybe that’s why.
Encred’s eyes were filled with anticipation.
Should we have a go at it?
There were many things that were strange. The armor on his body looked like skin, and the way he handled Will, who was always ‘ready’, was strange.
Above all, it was impossible to predict what kind of attack would come.

“It’s Balpir Balmung.”

The man revealed himself, and Encred responded with just a lick of her lips.

“Encred of the Border Guard.”

In the basin where the storm had ended, only a calm wind blew. Through that calm wind, two beasts looked at each other.
They looked like they would swing their swords at each other at any moment. Samcheol cried.

Jiiing.

As the sword rang out, the man’s hand reached his waist. The man holding the club showed his fangs. They were unusually sharp fangs.

“Sir Balfir.”

Schmidt was talking next to him, but it wasn’t time for him to intervene. It didn’t start a fight right away.
There were many people who tried to stop the fight. And they were very biased.

“That’s it. Balmung. If you go any further, it won’t go smoothly.”
“It might be different if you’re sparring, but if you show murderous intent, it’ll be different.”
“You’d better stop. If you don’t stop, I’ll swing my sword without warning you to look back.”

First of all, the three came first.
In order, it was Gaju, Rhinox, and Alexandra.
However, Balmung did not lose his momentum. Rather, he increased his momentum. Does he feel more threatening than the Medusa he had killed a while ago? It may be a little different, but it is definitely a dangerous opponent.
Why did he suddenly become so fierce? I don’t know. It just happened that way.

“Even if you are a knight of the Empire, you cannot draw your sword against our heroes within the walls of Zaun.”

Odinkar steps forward, and his gaze is truly fierce. It was a determined gaze.

“If you want to play with a sword, play with the devil.”

Magrun also came out, his expression hardened. Well, even a blank expression can show various emotions, but what he is showing now is definitely contempt.

“Hey, who are you?”

There were even the most beautiful giants who came out without fear, as well as Riley and Katu who volunteered to be slaves, and even the children who had learned and practiced swordsmanship from Encred.
So before we knew it, all of Zaun had gathered and were pressuring the knights of the empire.

“What is that kid?”
“Why is he doing that to our Enki?”
“Is he a threat? He’s just spewing murderous intent?”
“Just because he’s a knight doesn’t mean he can’t use his sword, right?”

Fearless, really.
But it wasn’t a bad feeling.
They were reacting to the situation where they were showing murderous intent toward my hero.
Anyone would react if someone touched something precious to them.
Encred had become a precious person to them.
Of course, Encred would fight well on his own, but they didn’t want to just sit back and watch the author rush in.
So there were some things that made their hearts ache.
The man who revealed his name as Balfir Balmung stared at Encred for a long time before releasing his momentum first.

“Sir Balfir.”

Schmidt held him, sweating profusely beside him.

“I am the Imperial Knight, Balfir Balmung.”

He spoke again and held out his hand with a smile.
As I instinctively reached out, Gaju, Alexandra, and Rhinox took a step closer.

“I came to help Jawoon and I have no ill will toward the author. Okay?”

It was something Balpir Balmung said to the three of them. Looking from the side, it seemed like they knew each other.

“And all three of you don’t seem to be in good health, so don’t overdo it.”

As soon as Balmung spoke, Odinkar intervened.

“I am normal.”

He too was standing next to Encred. The man burst into laughter at the sight of the entire city of Zawoon appearing.

“Schmidt, when that guy said he saved Jawoon, I thought it was half a lie, but it’s true.”

Schmidt shook his head.

“I already told you.”
“Anyway, I don’t mean any harm.”

And then he finally reached out his hand. When Encred grabbed his hand, Balmung used his will to apply strength to his hand, but Encred had a body that had been trained by Audin.
In terms of strength alone, he was second only to Audin even within the Mad Knights.

Drumroll please.

There was a strange sound coming from the two knights’ clasped hands, but neither of their hand bones were broken.

“You’re three.”

“Balfier Balmung said, frowning slightly in pain.

“This is my first time seeing an imperial knight.”

Encred replied nonchalantly and let go of his hand.
After listening to the story, it turned out that one of the reasons Balfir Balmung came here as a knight of the Empire was to help Zaun.

“Isn’t it too early?”

Odinkar’s answer was that he had already been chasing a leader of some bandits when he received news of Schmidt, but the leader escaped, and his path was a bit tangled.
I wondered what kind of bandit leader a knight would chase, so I asked, but the one chasing him was also of the level of a knight.
Is the crime of the empire different even in its scale?

“He’s a guy I know who was originally a soldier in the empire. He’s good at developing talent, but he keeps causing trouble. He has a hobby of killing people.”

There are many kinds of people in the world, and there are some who will make you curse if you meet them. That’s what Encred heard.
Balmung was about to come back after killing the one who ran away, but that bastard suddenly changed direction near here, and he said that he would have to chase him by making a detour, so he came here first and had to chase after that bastard.
Then he could just leave and that would be the end of it.

“Aren’t you going to go together?”

He immediately asked Encred to accompany him.

“There’s someone waiting for me so I can’t leave right away. Shouldn’t I hurry and chase after them?”

When Encred asked again, Balmung smiled and shook his head.

“Well, maybe a day or two.”

Judging from the way he spoke, it wasn’t that urgent of a chase. Then I wondered why he was late in helping Jawoon, but that wasn’t really something to worry about.

‘Looking back on the situation.’

Was it intended for Zawoon’s strength to fade away and then suddenly appear?
But that went wrong because of him. And he also learned more.

‘Zaun is in an implicit alliance with the Empire.’

If not, there would be no such exchange. This is why Gaju and the others became acquainted with Balmung.
So who created this structure?

‘It’s Hescal.’

This is the third arrangement prepared for the survival of Zawoon.
If everything goes wrong, it is made so that they can go under the roof of the empire.
So they should not be close.
However, everyone in Zawoon tried to attack the knights of the empire and everything for their own sake.
Encred answered first because the head of the household saw him.

“I have no intention of leaving unless Ragnar comes. If I leave him behind, he is a friend I may never be able to leave for the rest of my life.”

If you tell Ragnar to find it on his own, you will have to meet him in the next life.
But Balmung said he would wait and threw out a very interesting bait.

“Don’t you want to see Imperial swordsmanship? I’m not from the Empire to begin with, but the one who ran away is well-versed in Imperial swordsmanship.”

The fish, Encrid, had a very hard time refusing this bait.

‘Should I leave Anne behind?’

Then it would be enough to be a guide.
Ragnar said that he would have to stay for another week at best.
That much time was needed to finish the sunrise?
Balmung had a habit of speaking provocatively, and whenever he spoke, he would poke at people’s feelings. But Encred found it amusing.
He really was an unusual personality, especially for an imperial knight.
It would be a lie if he said he wasn’t interested.
Also, he didn’t think that this author was trying to harm him.

“How is it? And don’t worry about it either. I swear on the honor of the Imperial Knights that I will not harm this friend.”

These were the words that Balmung readily threw out to quell everyone’s complaints.
Balmung was not an eloquent speaker, but he was a man who knew how to skillfully manage situations.