Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 742

742. A man who has received grace opens his heart.

Encred wrapped his injured arm tightly with a bandage and stepped away.
The black blood on the sole of his boot stretched out and showed off its viscosity before falling. The tiger beast’s blood was a little sticky.
The beast was dead with its ears torn off, one of its front legs cut off, its head split open, and its internal organs strewn across the floor.
As you can see from the wounds, it wasn’t a fight that was won with just one or two slashes.
Even though he was a knight with high-level weapons, the beast was good at attacking. Thanks to that, it was fun in its own way.

‘It wasn’t bad.’

The movements of the demon were dynamic and unexpected.
Encred blocked the waves with the Sword of Chance. Then he stabbed, cut, and struck with flashes of light.
He focused on the dynamics of the creature as he fought. There was much to learn.

‘How to give strength.’

The core of Balaf’s martial arts lies in rotation. To be exact, it involves twisting the body and squeezing out strength.
Also, in order to produce such great strength, the vessel must also be strong.
This is why the body must be trained to its limits.
Strong bones, trained muscles, and a body structure that can execute thoughts in an instant.
The dynamic movements of the tiger’s hand contained all the core that Encred had in mind.

‘The demon’s front legs were heavy with each blow.’

There are also some unexpected methods.

Hururuk.

He spit fire and cut his nails from afar, and invisible blades flew at him.

visor!

If he hadn’t recognized it with his sixth sense and swung his three irons to deflect the invisible blade, he would have been severely cut somewhere.
It wouldn’t be common for a demon to use supernatural powers and spells. He also uses his head.

‘Hit and run.’

When you’re attached, you know how to use your power in one blow, and when you step back, you use your ability.
It’s a strategy and a tactic. I learn from watching that.

‘Even if you learn many swordsmanship techniques, it’s people who use them.’

I learned this from the tiger master who uses his powers after dynamism.
It was like organizing what I knew before and seeing the theory implemented right before my eyes, so it was a really good learning experience.

“after.”

Encred took a deep breath and picked a broad leaf from the surrounding area to wipe his sword and roughly wiped the blood off his body.
He was planning to leave just like that.

‘Whatever the village has hidden.’

That’s theirs.
Also, Encred didn’t fight for any reward.
To be exact, he was confronted with past regrets, but it’s funny to explain it in detail and say that he didn’t expect anything and just helped.
If Rem had seen it from the side, she might have kindly explained, “You want to show off, but if you do that, you lose your cool, so shouldn’t you just say you’re leaving?” But what’s the point? What
‘s important is that they survive for the time being. If
Erik and Brunhild grow up like that, they’ll probably survive even longer.
It wouldn’t be bad if those two came to the Border Guard later, but that wasn’t something to force.
I’ll give them a chance to choose, but I won’t arbitrarily judge their future.

“Do you feel better now?”

One day, a woman holding a small child’s hand comes out to the village entrance and speaks. She
looks the same as when we first met. Clothes that are worn but sewn neatly, a child who is not plump but has clear eyes. She
is one of the many people I have kept behind my back but could not protect.
The village is already gone and the person is already dead, but Encred finds comfort in her words.

‘If you live your whole life in yesterday, you won’t even notice tomorrow’s sun rising.’

This saying came to mind, even though I didn’t learn it from anyone. Even if I repeat today, I will still walk toward tomorrow. So I shouldn’t stay in yesterday.

‘I can’t afford to waste any more time.’

He had already spent about a month in the village. He had spent a lot of time.
It was a mountainous area covered with greenery. Now, if he didn’t dress lightly, he would get heat rash on his joints. Encred walked along the direction of the sunlight. His shadow stretched out to match his steps, following him.
He had not walked for half a day, having found a stream to wash in the middle. It
was not yet time for the border guards to come out, but he could sense a lot of people.

‘A refined blade.’

It was like a blade that a skilled blacksmith had hammered for days. That was how the group of people felt. The
well-trained elite soldiers approached, surrounding the area.
Compared to them, the group of demons that had been fighting for days could be said to be children.
The place where Encred stood was a steep downhill, so he could look down from above, but the bottom was covered with bushes, so he could not clearly see the figures of those approaching.

A thud, a thud, a thunderbolt.

Only the small noises that were artificially generated rang in his ears.
Encred waited with his hand on the three-iron handle. It was a sword tied to his waist by weaving tree trunks. If he applied just a little strength, it would do its job in an instant.
He then tried to hide his presence with a fairy tale, but a faint sound came from behind him.

‘It’s secret.’

In fact, it wasn’t just a secretive level. It was quieter than a fox with many tails. It hid its presence better than a beast that had turned into a demon, and it exuded a more dangerous aura than any monster I had encountered in Zaun.
Encred changed the position of his feet. If he were attacked from the front or back in this position, it would be disadvantageous. He naturally changed to a position where he could gain even a little advantage. He turned his body sideways from that posture looking down.
Now, there was a stealthy one on the left, and an army was coming up below on the right.
That was after he finished preparing. One of the ones that stood out among the refined masses poked its head out from above the bushes.
It had gray hair and dull gray eyes. The axe hanging from its waist dangled as it looked at Encred, and its eyes showed a wildness that was no less than that of the tiger demon king.
It was like a bow with the string fully drawn, ready to strike at any moment.
When I first saw it, its hair had been dyed brown, but now it had no intention of hiding its hair color.

“What are you doing here?”

When Encred asked, Rem lifted the hand that was on the axe and scratched his chin as he spoke.

“……Are you taking a walk?”

A guy who goes for a walk drags his immediate unit behind him? Not to mention, they are all well-armed.
A man who is big enough to be mistaken for a bear came out next to Rem.
He managed to hide his body in the bushes.
Audyn opened his mouth with a smile, straightening his hunched body.

“I was just following the teachings of the gods.”
“……And those teachings are the ones that involve taking all of your direct troops with you?”

Behind Audin, those called the Fanatics within the Border Guard looked at this side with calm eyes.
Anyone could see that they were ready to fight.

“Is this movement based on the tactical sword? It’s gotten longer.”

Luagarne was there too. She was more focused on Encred’s changes than anything else.
What’s important is that we met here by chance?
It’s more important that Jachi has changed again.
Frock’s bulging eyes sparkled with curiosity and desire. It was actually because oil had leaked out and entered the corner of his eyes.
Saxon, who had killed the first sign, also came down from above. Encred looked at Saxon and asked.

“You?”
“Where have you been and what are you doing, Captain?”
“Along with the Imperial Knights.”
“Along with them?”

For some reason, Christ is also there. The last words were spoken by Christ behind Luagarne. Encred met his eyes and continued to speak.

“I discovered a hidden village.”
“I discovered it.”

Christ’s thrusts were as sharp as Ragnar’s sword.
What should I say here?
Did I come to save them?

“There were a lot of demons, so I came after dealing with them moderately.”

This was one of the reasons Encred thought he shouldn’t waste any more time. He
thought that if he stayed still, they would come looking for him and move.
However, he didn’t know that they would come prepared to fight in earnest like this.

“Ragna said that would never happen, so why did he gather all these people here alone?”

Christ scolded.
In fact, most of them would have understood the moment Encred started talking about the village related to the demons. He said that he was late because he was saving someone again.
Rem said that out loud.

“Where else would you come from to help someone and stand behind me? I won’t kill those who don’t. Is that how you came here?”
“……I didn’t say anything like that.”
“I probably said something similar.”
“I didn’t.”

The townspeople were so vigilant that they didn’t really say anything like that.
Christ shook his head and added.

“Anyway, if we had been just a little bit later, His Majesty the King would have been ready to embark on a tour of the empire, including the southern border.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”

Rem, Audin, and Saxon all made excuses, but they were on their way to find Encred.
Did they really intend to go to war with the Empire?
These three might have.
Encred didn’t know, but Saxon was also planning to use the power of Geor’s Dagger.
It seemed like they knew why Chrys had come forward.

‘Even if there is no mediation, you shouldn’t start a fight that you are losing from the start.’

Then, they can’t negotiate from a favorable position. Or maybe he came here to stop them as a last resort even if they were to fight right away?
Still, it was strange. The fact that that coward would step forward himself.
Encred had expected that, but it was actually quite different.
Naturally, Chrys was also deeply troubled. What if this crazy captain was wreaking havoc in the empire?
Ragnar, who had returned before Encred, said that he seemed to have lost his way and that he would act as a guide.
But there was not a single person in the Border Guard who would allow that.
Even Anne, who had reestablished her relationship with Ragnar, tried to stop him.
In the end, Ragnar, who had given in, added these words.

“It won’t be a problem.”

His words were full of confidence. It meant that an imperial knight like him would be unable to do anything to Encred.
In any case, the reason why Chrys came this far was not to stop him, but because if he had decided to fight, he would decide to strike before his opponent could prepare.
Furthermore, this was not the end. Since Lawford and Pel would be following him with their troops, he had decided to come forward.

‘If something happened to the captain.’

If the Empire had done so, they would have had to pay the price.
Chrys inwardly brushed his chest. The fever rose in his head, but when he saw Encred, the fever cooled down and reality came into view.

‘If this continues, I won’t be able to die without being expelled.’

Well, I thought about this too.

“however.”

Encred opened his mouth to ask something, but before he could, Christ spoke.

“As Esther said, magicians come from unexpected places and she said she would join as a follower, and Sinar said that there were many things he had to show to those who made fun of the power of fairies and went to the city of Kirhais. Naturally, he would join as a follower.”

If Encred had hesitated just a little longer, a large-scale war would have broken out.

“Are you all crazy?”

Encred asked sincerely.

“Is that something that would come out of the captain’s mouth right now?”

Rem scolded him.
Then, Audyn smiled and nodded at his words, and Saxon nodded his chin up and down in agreement with Rem’s words.
To Encred, it was surprising that the three of them moved in unison.
Anyway, since we met here, there would be no more misfortunes.
Encred scratched his head.

“Shall we go back?”

I didn’t really have anything to say.

“yes.”

Chrys answered as the representative.
Let’s go back to the Border Guard. Ragnar, who said it would be okay, was ready to lead ten direct troops.
I also saw a group of elves gathered fiercely as if emotions were a luxury.
Between the green waves of Druis and the brown waves of Wood Guard, Shinar drew his sword.

“Let’s go, to avenge my husband.”
“Who is whose husband?”

Encred stood in front of the fairy army.

“Instead of exploring the stars, I almost ended up exploring the greatest country ever built by man.”

Esther also returned after hearing the news about Encred,
and less than two days later, a letter from Krang arrived.

-I was on my way to see the empire.

The content was short, but it was full of content.
Encred found all of this absurd, but honestly, he didn’t feel bad about it.
After that, he took a break and went to see Leona to ask her for a few things, and also told Chrys.

* * *

Harkvent defeated the demon horde, took control of the situation, and waited for Encrid. If I had to describe my current mood, I would say it was half anxiety, half anticipation.

‘You can escape from the devil’s hand.’

Lean on this side.

‘What do you wish for?’

This side is anxious.
But the anxiety did not return even after four days.
The demonic attacks stopped intermittently.
Even while the village was being reorganized, he did not return.

‘why?’

A question remains.
That question is answered through a conversation with an elderly woman who is a midwife and healer.

“I guess he just helped her and left. He must be possessed.”

The old man spoke, and Harkbent realized what a fool he had done.

‘I didn’t want anything.’

It’s not like he turned away from us.
It’s embarrassing. It’s shameful. I wanted to hide in a mouse hole.
Didn’t he not even say a word of thanks properly?
He got a long wound on his chest while fighting the devil, but the depth of the scar carved into it was even deeper. That must have been called shame.

“why.”

Why did he just say that after helping?
Moreover, his help did not end there.
He finished the fight with the demons, but reality remained. Even though it was summer, he had used up all his food reserves, so he was worried.

“Hello?”

A peddler came. He was a man with a cleaner appearance than the one who had come before.

“I am Malton, a merchant from the Lokfrid Merchant Company. Do you have anything to trade? I brought some food, clothing, and daily necessities.”

A merchant named Malton put down his bundle. More than ten strong men and swordsmen followed him as his escort.
Harkvent looked up at this, and Malton spoke his prepared words.

“I don’t mean any harm and if you don’t want to trade, I’ll leave this behind. But if it were me, I’d trade with you. The ones who traded with this town before were of poor quality. I think you know why I came here. It was for the will of the person who stayed here and left.”

Malton’s words were true. The peddlers who had come here before to buy herbs from the village or sell some items had made too much profit.
The saying that they were punks who sold their consciences cheaply was right.
Malton had done the same thing many times before, so he knew how to do it well.

“How is it?”

Malton asked, and Harkbent nodded. The man who had received such a one-sided favor opened his heart.

“There is something precious in our village, and you must give it to him.”