Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 739

739. The Smiling Devil

“in.”

Encrid didn’t speak for long.
But he didn’t have to hit them one by one like he did with Harkbent.
There were many other ways.

“where?”

Jerry asked. He was a good-natured man, but his voice was shaking slightly now.
It was because of the moderate pressure that was weighing on him. In his eyes, Encred looked much more dangerous than usual.

‘If you don’t like it, you’ll get kicked out.’

It was a meaning that could be conveyed without words.
Harkbent limped and glared fiercely at Encred, but what he contained was closer to a desperate attempt to hide his fear rather than anger.
A deep hole appeared in front of them. It was a trap prepared to catch the big devil if he came out.
The sharp stakes that had been planted inside were removed, but the depth was not easy.
Jerry thought that even if he stood on Harkbent’s shoulder, he would not be able to reach the ground. It was
a little slanted because he couldn’t dig vertically, but that didn’t mean he could crawl up.
Everyone started to watch their reaction.

Are you really telling me to go in here?
Why is that stranger acting like this all of a sudden?
Didn’t he say he would help us?
The meeting result was that Harkbent was going to ask for help.

Encred changed his posture without saying a word. He could show his momentum without changing, but that would be a bit too much.
Uncontrolled pressure would make his legs lose strength.
What was needed here was not overwhelming fear, but a threat that
was right in front of his nose. When he opened his chest and twisted his waist, the handle of the three-iron sword on Encred’s waist was visible to everyone.
It was the moment when everyone realized what Harkvent had already realized.
The threat of the devil was far away, but the sword in front of him was very close.
There was no need to argue about which of the two was more dangerous.
Jerry went into the cave first. A rope fell down from the top of the cave. Encred spoke right above the cave.

“It’s coming up.”

Even if you use the territory fight between demons and demons, you usually have to be strong to survive in a place like this.
Even if you don’t try to train, your body will naturally gain muscle and strength.
However, it wasn’t easy to climb out of the cave by holding onto a single rope.

“Huh! Huh!”

Jerry climbed up with all his might. He was using so much force that the muscles in his palms were sore.

“Run. Over there, quickly.”

Encred pointed to one side with a bored tone.
The pressure was still there. It seemed as if he was saying that he would cut at any moment and that cutting you was nothing to him.
Jerry ran, panting.

“Over here! Take a picture here and over there!”

Here and there, children stood like signs and shouted.
They circled around a few trees and ran back, and the sky turned yellow.

“This is one time. Next time.”

Encred’s words were heard. Next was a woman with a stocky physique. She was stronger than Jerry, so she was good at archery, and she had a strong personality.
She was equally scared, so she went into the hole without asking or questioning why.
Next was a timid man who had participated in the meeting.
He had a trick. It was scary, but it didn’t seem like he would complain about something like this.
When he got out of the hole, he pretended to be out of breath and ran at a moderate pace. Since
he had been good at jumping since he was young, this was not a big deal.
Encred kicked the man’s thigh as he returned.

Bang.

It was a light kick to the bottom. Then the man fell to the floor and hit the ground with his fist.
I could hear the thumping sound, and it was because he was in pain.

“If you use tricks.”

Encred didn’t even finish his words.
All those who knew how to fight fell into holes and jumped out.
After repeating this more than ten times, his legs began to tremble and his arms wouldn’t lift.
If the demons came now, he would quietly become food and become their sustenance.

“Dig one more hole.”

Encrid, speaking briefly, returned to watching Brunhild and the children.
Then, as usual, she taught them how to handle a spear and throw an axe.

“This is something the guy I know is better at.”

Moreover, he teaches how to throw an axe and says, “
What is this? What do you want?” I couldn’t ask or question them.
It seemed like they wouldn’t answer even if I asked.
Even Harkbent kept his mouth shut.
The same thing happened again for three days.

“Are you the devil?”

The timid man asked, half-sobbing. He was so tired that he couldn’t see anything.
Encrid smiled at him and answered.

“You can think whatever you want.”

If you go into the capital city of Nauril, especially a salon, and smile like that now, you’ll make many ladies blush.
Even if that’s not the case, there will be quite a few people who will turn their gazes away just from the Border Guard’s market stall.
If Leona Lockfried saw it.

“That’s a smile that could easily be misunderstood. Stop smiling. I don’t want to die by a fairy sword.”

He might have said that.
But to the man’s eyes, he looked like a hornless devil.
If a guy who drives a person to the brink of death and laughs like that isn’t a devil, then who is?

* * *

The boatman narrowed his eyes.
His gaze caught sight of Encred’s current state. Should we say that the way he had been acting in the past three days was quite surprising?

‘this guy.’

Originally, Encred was going to fight to save them, and the captain who saw that was supposed to say this.

‘Do you think they will listen?’

If I may add to this.

‘Do you think it will change with training?’

This kind of conversation should have taken place, but the whole process was omitted.
Encred made it so. He recognized the situation with a few words, looked ahead a few steps, and put it into action.
Even without that, he was the best at acting, so he thought and felt good.
That was the result. He knew what the boatman was going to say in advance and moved.

‘Inoooom.’

But there was nothing the boatman could do right away. This was all he could say to him when he called him out at night.

“Do you think things will go your way?”

It seems possible. Although he cannot see into the future, the boatman has been through a lot over a long period of time. His concentrated experience allows him to infer the situation from the past and present and read the future.

‘It’s possible.’

When you see his behavior, a new term comes to mind.

‘A skilled catcher of the day.’

Encred blinked and asked again.

“Yes.”
“Go.”
“Yes.”
“Get out.”

After two short answers, he left the boat.
The boatman closed his eyes. It was a series of unpleasant events, but he also had a secret sense of anticipation.

‘Will it really turn out as I wish?’

The boatman heard another voice inside him, but did not answer.
We will have to go and see if the work is successful.

‘You’ve become so soft that you can think like that.’

The boatman agreed with this.
Today’s repetition will always be the anchor of the man named Encred. That fact will not change.
Is there still hope?
No. This is just part of the game.
The boatman laughed. The laughter from the boat flowed along the river and echoed back.
Prisoners are originally given only limited space, so his laughter would always be reflected off the walls.

* * *

If you don’t do as I say, you die.
While I was doing this crazy thing, I was attacked by three demons, including a pack of wolves.

“You guys have no clue.”

This merciless swordsman would mercilessly cut, cut, and crush the demon beasts every time. He
didn’t just use his sword, but also his fists and feet, and his skills were truly devilish.
The demon beasts’ heads would burst open without any movement being visible .
Even if he had gathered all the villagers in one place and narrowed the defensive range, it was still surprising.
He possessed the power to kill an entire group of demon beasts by himself.

“ah.”

Someone who was watching opened their mouths and let out half air, half sound.
Was it admiration? No, it wasn’t. It was because the fight ended too soon.
Now it was a sword that cuts down demons, but after the fight, it stabbed the backs of those who moved.
In fact, the demon Encred stabbed the backs of those who were panting from exhaustion. It didn’t hurt, but it was a spine-chilling experience in itself.

“Stop?”

With these words.
I wonder what kind of magic this is.
With that one word, along with the sharp feeling on my back, I gained strength that I didn’t have before.

“Pressure!”

Just three days ago, when the demons came, everyone’s face would turn pale, but not anymore. As the smell of blood
wafted from all over the village, Jerry mustered up his courage and spoke.

“I need to clean up the surroundings.”

Encred just nodded.
Then everyone would take a short break.
However, if you try to kill time by being half-hearted, they will immediately smile and come over.
Then the break is over, and hell begins again.
On top of that, you have to do it while smelling the blood of the demons. And when you’re done, you have to clean up again.
They were originally tough, but after repeating this situation, they became even more nimble.
Naturally, the roles were divided, and of course, Harkbent would step in and mediate.
After rolling around like that for three days, Encred ordered them to do something else.

“Each of you, gather together with your spears.”

Now his word is law.
Or else he must rush in, prepared to die. Even the most stern of men, Harkbent, followed his word.
The timid men were there to agree.

“Take a hit. It’s better to die.”

He had great courage, in a way. He
tried to use his wits by cleaning up the corpse of the demon beast even after being hit like that.
Encred kicked him a couple more times.
He crawled on the floor, groaning and crying, but strangely, his leg didn’t break.
No, it didn’t break. After a while, he would get bruised, but he wouldn’t limp.

‘I know how to hit.’

The timid man realized that. And the man laughed as he hit him.
He could do this hundreds of times.
Without killing him. People who have not been tortured have weak tolerance. To the timid man, Encred’s kick was like torture.

“Don’t be a troublemaker and listen to me nicely.”

He had put a stop to it all.
Harkbent actually knew what Encred was doing.
There were two main things.

‘One is to erase the fear felt from the devil.’

The beginning is covered with a greater fear, and then the next thing is to get used to maintaining an indifferent attitude even when seeing the corpse of the devil.

‘They both move as one body.’

The number of people who could fight was less than seventy. However, none of them had received separate combat training.
Harkbent was naturally strong, but he had never received military training. Just because
he had a strong sense of responsibility, he didn’t develop abilities that he didn’t have before.
However, he had eyes to see and feel. That was probably because he was in charge of the village.
They could read each other’s breathing and know each other’s condition just by looking at each other. Only
then did Encred gather them together, have them hold spears, and teach them formation.
They followed along well. The results of the training were visibly increasing.
It was only natural.
They had been rolling around like crazy for three days. Aside from the holes and jumping, all they did was run in sync and shout slogans at the same time.
If someone with knowledge saw it, they would say that it was just routine training.

* * *

‘That’s fun.’

Rolling them around, it’s fun to teach new recruits.
It’s not easy, but I guess it’s fun.
The captain’s guess was right.
Encred’s experience in Zawoon broadened his vision. He just looked ahead a few steps.
The captain knew that he couldn’t see the past, but he could predict the future based on the present.

‘Exclusive, but people who must be protected.’

The number of demons that were constantly targeting them was unimaginable.
The location of the mountain range, the resources they had, Brunhild’s talent, the lack of combat training, etc.
It was a vast amount of information.
All of that was established in her head and told her which way to go.
In that way, the conversation that was almost like a fight with the boatman was omitted and it reached the present.
A month is a short time, but if you condense that time, it was enough time.
The boatman wanted to be tied up with them and repeat today here for the rest of his life, but it was okay to say that it was a mistake from the start.
After about two weeks, a distinct light came into the eyes of all the villagers.
In the meantime, Encred reigned over them all with fear.
Brunhild was a child, but she was quick-witted. She expressed her doubts with her eyes, but she focused more on learning spearmanship.
As before, she was even more absorbed when training for the village members began.
The child was quick-witted. The child said that she felt that the time Encred had prepared was coming to an end.
However, due to several misunderstandings and misunderstandings, the child regarded Encred as an enemy.

“Stop bothering me.”

The spear held by the genius was aimed at Encred.
Should I say that it was a new feeling?
When I first left the village, I was defeated by a child who was twice as small as me. There were many things different now than then.

“Hot!”

Brunhild held out her spear for the villager.
Encred caught it and flicked her middle finger at the child’s forehead.

Exactly!

“evil!”

The child rolled on the floor, holding his forehead.

“Don’t mess with me.”

Even if he was a genius, it was clear that he could not catch up.
In any case, the end was approaching with the child’s senses. This was one of the processes for preparing for that end. Encred saw that it was time for practice like a real battle.

“Bring out all the food we’ve stockpiled.”

Harkvent nodded at Encred’s command.