Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 738

738. If you are in so much pain, you won’t be able to make any sound.

“We must leave the village immediately.”

It was called a meeting, but they were just gathering in the center and talking around a large wooden round table.
Since it was not a very large village, Brunhild heard the meeting. Of course, Encred heard it too.
Some who did not participate in the meeting looked at him with contempt.
Force beyond a certain level is rather terrifying.
It would be especially so for those who were hiding and avoiding the laws of the continent.
Knowing that, Encred kept her mouth shut. She had not been invited to the meeting, but she had no intention of joining.
It was not that she had nothing to say, but for now, expressing her opinion would be burdensome to them.

‘But that’s not to say it’s not true.’

So I just kept talking to myself.
The one who said that we should leave the village right away was a brown-haired, shaggy man.
Compared to Harkbent, he was timid.
He kept saying things like, “If we keep doing this, we’ll all die.”
One of the children repeated the man’s words.
He was the one who asked, “Are we all going to die?” “Is this the end?” “When I die, will I go see my mother?”

‘It is not right to spread fear.’

Even if you actually choose to escape, you shouldn’t do it that way. You should at least pretend to find a safe route after a long meeting and then leave.

‘If mass panic occurs, everyone dies.’

If you are scared and scatter all over the place, there is no answer. Even if you are Encrid, you won’t be able to do anything if it is out of your reach.

“Be quiet. We already knew that the demon’s movements were unusual. That’s why we prepared.”

An old man stepped forward and stopped him.
The timid man tried to say something, but when Harkbent glared at him, he shut his mouth.
Still, his beard kept shaking. He must have been anxious and wanted to say something.

“We have faced many crises in the past, but we have overcome them somehow. This time will be the same.”

This is what another man said.
But this is also wrong.
It is a problem if it is said without a sense of crisis, but more than that.

‘A vague hope.’

It’s not good. If you kneel down and pray to God, food won’t fall on your head. If you don’t move forward, you won’t get anything.

“quietly.”

Harkbent also shut his mouth. The following meeting also had no answer.
Of the five people present, Harkbent had the greatest influence. You could tell that just by looking at him.

“Thank you.”

After looking at it for a while, a man named Jerry came up to me and said.

“Don’t mention it.”
“Thanks to you, you saved my life, but I have nothing to give you.”

If this were an army, Harkbent would be the commander and leader, and Jerry would be a scout leader.
Of course, he only had a few subordinates.

“At least this.”

Jerry said and handed me a blue stone. It was only as big as my palm and the texture seemed harder than stone. They say
Valery steel has a blue tint, but this was completely blue. When I put it in my hand, it felt like the skin on my palm was tingling.
Was it cold? It was more like a refreshing feeling.

“You can sometimes find it while wandering around caves inside the mountains. It’s much better to have it with you when it’s hot.”

It was a precious item.

“Thank you.”

Encred accepted it without hesitation.
Brunhild, who had been standing beside her for a while before Jerry, poked Encred’s thigh.

“It might take a while, but go back and teach me how to swing a spear.”

Then, the other children also began to poke their heads in.

“Can I join in?”
“Can I teach you how to throw knives?”

There were as many children as there were adults in the village. It was a small village, but they said there was a great midwife.
The pioneer city and the hermit village were similar, and both encouraged childbirth.
The number of people directly became the labor force and the fighting force.
That’s why midwives and healers were respected as much as the village commander.

“Harben, you must not forget what is important.”

The old man who opened his mouth in front of me was the midwife and healer of this village. He was also the old man who had silenced the timid child earlier.
Perhaps influenced by Brunhild, several children kept loitering around Encred.

“I wonder?”

He didn’t really stand out, but he didn’t have to be careful about what he did.
Encrid spent his time hanging out with the kids.

“Why can’t I be like him?”

A child asks after seeing the spear that Brunhild is swinging. Encrid answers as she finds a few sturdy branches and trims them to use as a club.

“You’ll get used to it if you keep trying.”

There is nothing more to say.
There is an unbridgeable gap between this child and Brunhild.
Will the child lose interest when he realizes the cruelty of talent?
But there is nothing more to say, so I left it alone.
Still, the children continued to swing their clubs. A few adults looked at the children with worried eyes.
They were teaching them various tricks and making about five clubs.
Harkbent approached and said.

“I have a favor to ask.”
“I will do so.”
“……Without even listening?”
“Aren’t you asking me to lend you my strength to protect the village?”
“Yes.” “That’s right
.” “So I will do it.”

It was a short answer, but Harkbend’s expression was complicated.
What could he possibly give to this stranger? There is no favor without a price, but what does this author want?
Many thoughts must have come to mind.

‘I think I told Jerry to give this to me.’

The stone in his bosom was no ordinary object. He must have been trying to show off his valuables and see if he was greedy.
After dealing with such wicked people, Harkbent’s talent was clearly visible.

‘Is this something I should be thankful for, Gaju and Hescal?’

Compared to those two, Harkbend was more like a country bumpkin who had just moved to the capital.

“then.”

Encred turned around with a brief greeting, just like the previous day.
Would you believe me if I said that I didn’t need anything here and that I just wanted to help?
If I were someone you could trust, I wouldn’t have suffered so much.
Sometimes in life, you meet people who have never received favor.
If you were the leader of a hermit village, you’ve probably lived that kind of life.
A life where you’ve faced hostility instead of favor, and robbery instead of help.
Would a mindset built up over many years change with just one word?

‘I don’t know, maybe Krang could do it?’

I suddenly thought of my friend sitting on the throne. He moved people’s hearts with just a few words.
Encred answered, washed, and went to bed. The village was well located because there was a small lake just inside the forest, so there was no shortage of drinking water unless there was an attack by demons.
I heard from Brunhild that it was fun to splash around in the water there in midsummer.
She said that they played until their lips turned blue.
When Encred fell asleep, the river instead of the lake greeted him.

“Do you know what I’m going to say?”

Today’s boatman was also unusual. He sat cross-legged on a high chair, which he had brought from somewhere.
The light streaming from the purple lamp illuminated his face.
His dark pupils on his face, which was like a dry wasteland, seemed to insist that this moment was in fact a nightmare.

“If I leave, they will all die.”
“Yes, they will.”
“If you want to shake their hearts here, this is the wall I prepared. But it would be better to say that there is no repetition.”
“You could be a great boatman even if you were sitting in my seat right now.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“It is a high compliment.”

The corners of the boatman’s mouth went up, and pitch-black darkness was visible.
He was different from the previous boatman. He was definitely different.
Encred glimpsed one of the boatman’s secrets with a certainty based on his intuition.

‘There is more than one captain.’

If you’re not an idiot, isn’t this the moment you should have noticed?
Even if you’ve caught a glimpse of one, there are still many curtains built in the name of secret.

‘That’s none of my business.’

Digging into the unknown only gives you a headache.

“I think I said something blasphemous in my mind.”
“No.”
“You will have nightmares. You only have one body and you cannot protect everyone.”

The boatman’s words overlap.
Did he learn this from watching Dmul?
Encred listened to the boatman’s words with one ear and let them go out the other.
If you know how to listen well, you also know how to let them go.
The boatman now knows Encred. That bastard doesn’t listen. But he still said what he wanted to say.

“It’s only a month at most. You can’t protect everyone.”

Although it seemed like a curse, Encred saw that this time the boatman was friendly.

‘A month at most.’

He also told me the time to prepare.

“Welcome the ever-changing nightmare. They will become your nightmare.”

He also leaves behind a remark that suggests that the devil will continue to change his tactics and attack.
Well, even if the boatman didn’t have such intentions, it would have been fine if the listener understood it well.

“Go, go and struggle in reality.”
“If that’s what you want, shouldn’t you tell me to repeat today here?”

Encred realized that the boatman had missed something to say.
Shouldn’t he have them repeat it after a full day here?
That’s the boatman’s purpose.

“……We were planning to do it next time we met.”

Encred scratched his head. It was a gesture of apology.

“Get out.”

Why would it be strange if the boatman felt embarrassed?
It would be. It was strange. Encred opened his eyes to reality.

‘One month.’

Isn’t it a time when the garage is overflowing?
Encrid woke up at dawn and went outside.

“Look, I told you I’d be out at dawn.”

Brunhild’s voice was as clear and sweet as a mountain bird. The other children’s voices were not bad to hear either. Brunhild was not alone.

“Really?”
“I’m sleepy.”
“But why are you up so early?”
“My father didn’t sleep either.”
“My mother didn’t sleep either and worked on the leather all night.”

There are six children who start to grow thicker by the age of sixteen or seventeen.
They all want to learn something like Brunhild.

“What about the staff you gave me yesterday?”
“I brought it.”
“I held it and slept with it because you told me not to forget it.”

Encred looked around at the children. Among them, one girl was a genius, to say the least.
Some might feel jealous and envious upon seeing the child’s talent, but Encred was simply amazed.
In addition, seeing the child’s ideas was also fun because it gave him new insight.
Well, that’s the same thing, but the demon was still the demon.
The demon was targeting the village and had only one body.
If he left to eliminate the threat, the demon would attack the village.
Conversely, if he just guarded this place, he would never be able to leave for the rest of his life.

“Live there. If you don’t want to repeat today, you will be given only one day like that.”

Couldn’t there be something like this that the boatman didn’t say?
It seems plausible.
Or it’s just not.
In any case, the nightmare the boatman was talking about was a variation.
If the original song was about staying today with death, then even if I don’t repeat today, I’m still tied down here.

“Keep it up to the end. Don’t leave.”

The illusive ferryman chuckled and said. Encred ignored the illusion and placed a hand on Brunhild’s shoulder.

“You said you wanted to fight better?”
“Huh?”
“Teach those kids.”
“Huh?”

Genius is a talent that takes three or four steps when others take one.
That is why he does not know how to look back. Encred knows that it is important to go right as much as to go fast.
It was one of the things he learned from his past experiences, and it was a method that he developed after meeting Brunhild.
He went around the village for a few days and fought against demons, and established his swordsmanship in his head.
It is how to handle five swordsmanship techniques and how to train the basics.

‘As you teach, you will realize things you weren’t aware of before.’

Because teaching is a way to make others understand more deeply what they have learned.

“Really?”

It was a bothersome look.
But the kids were not saying much.
There wasn’t much to do in this small town. Why would they play in the lake until they shivered in the summer?
For those kids, learning something with a club would be one of the things to do.
It wasn’t hard to guess that’s why they came here in the middle of the night.
Kids can do that. But adults can’t.
Encred left the kids and went.
He headed to a responsible southerner with dark circles under his eyes from not sleeping well for days.

“Gather everyone who knows how to fight.”

When I tell him straight away, Harkbent asks:

“What are you doing?”

Encred thought of Andrew Gardner.
The moment he had knocked him down to make him listen to him, to be exact.
Should I give him a long speech here to persuade him? Perhaps, but it would be a waste of time.
Encred changed his tone and momentum. He roughly imitated Rem.

“Shut up and do as I say.”

If you are anxious, you can use that anxiety to your advantage.
Harkbent takes up the spear. No matter how scary the opponent is, his spirit will not be broken… … .

Bang.

A light downward kick landed on his thigh. He couldn’t dodge or prepare for it because he couldn’t see the movement properly. Harkbent’s serious face distorted involuntarily at the sudden surge of pain.

“Listen to me.”

What is needed now is fear. There is no time to convince them one by one, and doing so would be more dangerous.
Harkbend knew that if it hurt too much, he would not be able to make a sound.
He sat down on the floor and groaned.
It really hurt too much.

“Hey, do you think I’m making a nice suggestion right now? No, do you see it?”

There was no need to imitate the tone of speech.
Harkbent could not resist. The stranger had shown him in person that there was a blade more dangerous than the demons right next to him.
If the demons had dyed this place in fear.

‘Can’t you just make it so that I don’t even think about that?’

Such was Encred’s determination.