Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 757

757. Not an iron wall, but salvation

Confusion, anxiety, chaos.
Everything is mixed up. Some of the residents are hallucinating.

“I will come to you myself.”

It was the call of the demon.
Some had to cry and some had to despair. It was that kind of time.
However, they were also human. That was why they were swept up in the atmosphere.
It was said that outstanding people from generation to generation had the ability to change the atmosphere of the entire group. That was the case with heroes who brought out the fighting spirit in front of the battlefield, and that was the case
with the passionate speeches of orators who persuaded everyone. Now, the attitude of the madman was like that. The atmosphere was not hopeless. It seemed that such a thing would not happen even though the future was truly bleak.
Why? That was because of the residents’ composure.
None of the residents came forward and just stood as dumbfounded onlookers.
A few children among them muttered a song.
It was a song that had been passed down by word of mouth for a long time, containing lyrics about the end of the war and the end of the war.

* * *

“You need training. Training.”

Pel muttered and swung his sword. The madman who had been asleep for a while and who had always shouted about training woke up from his sleep.

“Wow.”

He shouted alone. He didn’t look normal, but he was calm.
Pel’s state of mind was simple and clear. The monsters were enemies and they were things to be protected. Then he was satisfied.
Pel, with his eyes full of strength, started dancing on one side while holding the Idol Slayer.

“You’re making a lot of noise. You said Roman, right? Come this way for a second.”

Lawford’s confidence wavered for a moment as he looked at Encred’s sword and the madness he was seeing. His specialty was observing and checking his own condition with an objective perspective.
Lawford, who faced his own condition, found the answer.

‘What we need now is the experience of winning.’

Finding and killing monsters nearby would be one way, and training Roman in the way he needed would also be a way to gain similar experience.
In reality, what he wanted more than the experience of winning was the sense of accomplishment that he was also helping someone.

“How do you achieve the process of empowering a single blow?”

Lawford said, gently teasing Roman. Roman blinked and approached him. He
seemed to be wondering, “Should
we just sit here and do some knife work?” But he was also caught up in the atmosphere.
Lawford simplified his thoughts. He would figure out what Encred did. So he would do what he could for now.

‘Let’s keep it in top condition.’

Both body and mind are meant to do so.
Lawford narrowed his thoughts and focused on Roman.
He has faced Fel countless times, so he knows his strengths and weaknesses. He also knows the commonalities of those who tend to decide on a single blow.
He also has many secrets and techniques that he has accumulated while training the unit called Encred’s personal guard.
He can utilize all of them.
If he wants to decide on a single blow, he must know how to build up the corresponding process.
As Encred said, Roman needs a long process.

‘To put it more simply, it means that you have to suffer enough to risk your life.’

Lawford was able to give them such an experience.
There were residents who were terrified when Encred cut the symbol, but no one fainted in shock. Those who were smart accepted the changed situation. The change in attitude was extremely fast.
In fact, it was inevitable. What could they do if they didn’t bow their heads here and now?
The cleaner of the machine was dead, and the devil’s hand was far away, but the swordsman was right in front of them. If he moved his hand, they would all be wiped out.
Those who realized that simple fact awakened their survival instincts, bowed their heads, and served Encred.

“Oh.”

Of course, they may have their own reasons as well.
Rem said with a smirk when he saw that.

“You guys are changing your stance like a Bellopter that has been starving for three days catching rat meat.”

It is said that rats are hard to find in the West because Velopters are crazy about rat meat.
It may also be because of the copycat, a monster that easily appears in the West. Cats easily catch and eat rats, or rather, they cannot eat them because there are none.

“Daria?”

Ragnar approached Encred, who had just finished fighting. Rem frowned when she saw him.
What was this crazy lazy bastard talking about?

“Are you back?”

This is a level of anger that is not often seen. It is as if he has heard a curse directed at his parents or children.
Westerners are especially vulnerable to curses against their own blood.
Rem drew his axe without hesitation and recited the reason for his anger.
Encred thought Ragnar had cursed at Rem as he approached, but he was wrong.

“Dalsian comes first for me.”

… … Is that something to be so angry about?

“Brother, didn’t the Lord tell you to endure the injustice? Why are you always the first to step forward?”

Audin heard that and intervened.

“She’s my fiancé. Of course I come first.”

He even spoke to Shinar.
But Shinar can’t use his full power here, right? Where there’s a shortage of energy, fairies can’t use their power properly. That’s why Shinar kept joking around Encred, saying that he was dizzy and that he’d feel better if he hugged her for a night.
The basis for those jokes was his own more vulnerable state than usual.

“Do you know how to drink?”

Ragnar asks them all. Can you infuse your sword with will? Can you make a sword that shines? If you can’t do that, how can you spar?
In other words, what Ragnar is saying is that from now on, they’re going to have high-level sparring, so you should just leave the weaklings alone.

“Hey, you just insulted the witchcraft of the West.”

Rem held onto her anger. The anger that was being expressed took shape. She was using the pressure in her own way.
Rem’s shadow grew larger, ignoring the moonlight. Then she tried to stand up.
If we fought now, that shadow would probably swing an axe too.

“For the Lord has said that nothing is impossible with divinity.”

While Audin kept interfering, Encred sensed an ambush from behind.
If I were to describe what I was feeling in words, it was like someone was shaking a willow branch about five steps away, but his intuition caught it.
All his senses were sharpened by the fight just a moment ago. Encred’s body reacted on its own.

visor!

As he turned his body and set up the dawn forge, the blade of the dagger extended above it touched him. It was Saxon’s stab.
As soon as the sparks flew, Saxon fell back three steps and stared blankly at Encred.
Judging by his skill in stabbing and withdrawing, he was faster than Rem.

“Hey, you little stray cat!”

Rem’s anger exploded, but Saxon ignored it and said.

“I’m done.”

Just a moment ago, he had sensed Encred’s level of sensitivity, including his reactions, with a single blow. That was enough for Saxon.

‘It’ll be hard to catch up now.’

A simple ambush won’t work, that’s for sure.

‘then?’

hook.

Saxon dodged the flying hatchet and collected his thoughts.

‘I have to pull out everything I have.’

Only then will you be able to deal with him. And you must do so after taking the high ground.
Otherwise, you will not be able to kill him.
This is the assessment of the head of the assassination guild, Geor’s Dagger, who is legendary on the continent. It was now wrong to kill him through assassination.

“stop.”

Encred calmed them down for the first time in a long while and called Rem first. It was just a simple exercise to get their hands and feet in sync. In other words, it was a duel.

“also.”

Rem nodded and took out his axe. The axe seemed to have a strangely thick black smoke.
He had just killed the bull head that used the sword, so he had consumed his Will, but his Will, which was not dry, and his body, trained with the technique of isolation, did not make such a weak sound.

“Muscles are beautiful.”

It was Audyn’s words that pierced through it.
Teresa quietly took in all of this sight. And so did those standing next to her.

‘Should I call this refreshing?’

Or should I say, reckless?
As soon as she saw those who could be called eroders, veins stood out on the back of Teresa’s hands. Her hands naturally gained strength.
She wanted to swing her greatsword right away and split and crush it.
It was unpleasant and unsettling. It was as if thousands of ants were crawling on her body.
She had to tear them apart and kill them and cleanse this land.
Teresa heard the call of her whole body. There was a hand holding Teresa’s arm. It was a large, warm hand that could emit white light if she wanted it to.

“If the Lord tells us to kill, will we kill everyone? The Lord’s will is right, but we who accept it are imperfect.”

Audin taught them what he had always taught them. The half-blood giant took three long, shallow breaths and nodded.
Sending them to the side of the gods would provide them with a place to rest, but they would also have their own wishes.
In any case, Teresa had come to a conclusion. No, she had.

‘Unavailable.’

There is no salvation. There is no way, so that is what I saw.

“Wow, I can only exclaim in admiration!”

Next to her, Luagarne kept shouting.
Indeed, the madman with a different vessel had a different perspective. His train of thought was different.
Teresa saw Encred cut the symbol and Audyn explode the buried relic with divinity.

‘I’ll protect it somehow.’

Also, somehow I find a way.

‘Isn’t it more fitting that the nickname ‘salvation’ is not an iron wall?’

Until just a moment ago, leaving them alone seemed against the Lord’s teachings, but now it was different.
The god of war she served brought peace to her heart.

‘Lord.’

Teresa bowed her head in prayer. In reality, it was none of her business how to protect this place.
That was the job of the one who started this.
Will Chrysla be summoned here?
But will that King-eye come if he calls?
Even if it was Encred, that King-eye would not come to the Demon Realm.
Then what?
These questions briefly crossed Teresa’s mind, but as expected, it was none of Teresa’s business.
Teresa was not the only one who realized the realistic problem.
Rem also recognized and realized the problem, and although he knew that it was difficult to solve this problem realistically, he turned away.
Even now, after cutting down the symbol, can’t you sense the presence of monsters or evil spirits around you?
If you think about it, it’s only natural.

‘How delicious has this place been all this time?’

It’s like throwing a freshly caught rat to a Velopter and telling it not to eat it. Of course, a well-trained Velopter will tolerate it. It will endure it and not eat it.
But what if the owner tells him it’s okay to eat it now?

‘If it doesn’t run, it’s not a Velociraptor.’

Instinct tells him to do so.
Rem thought as he put away his axe. They were sparring. If they got any more serious than they were now, one of them would get seriously hurt.
The black soot on his axe began to fade and then rose like smoke and disappeared.

“What is that?”

Encred asks. It is a technique similar to Will, but different. It is a different path from gathering Will and infusing it into a sword. It
is not a technique or a craft, but something that was achieved purely with talent in handling sorcery.

“Received.”

It was a technique that I wouldn’t dare use unless it was a lowered weapon. It was a technique that allowed the magical power to stay in the axe and show up on the outside.
It wasn’t something that could be easily used. There were dozens of hurdles to overcome to reach this level.
Rem stared blankly at Encred. There was nothing to ask. The trick to uniting Will like before? He didn’t need it. Besides, he had already seen and learned everything else, so there was nothing to ask.

‘Handling weapons and magic are separate things.’

In order to reach the concept of a knight here, or a warrior in the West, you have to do both. The training of the body and the training of magic are separate, but connected.
What are the chances of excelling at both?

‘It’s too little. It’s too little.’

If you don’t have talent, you wouldn’t even be able to reach this level.

‘I know how to teach.’

This was almost like following the system that Encred had built up.

“Well, well, I learned it well.”

So I reluctantly said,
Encred blinked twice and said.

“Where did Rem go? What kind of demon are you?”
“……T, sis.”

Why is this kid doing this even though I’m grateful?

“Are you purifying it?”

Audin also reacted. This must be the moment when my divine power is needed.

“Have you been possessed by an evil spirit?”

Teresa also has a word. Saxon is already pulling out his dagger and is ready to throw it.

“The sunrise burns everything.”

Rem laughed at Ragnar’s added remark.

“This dog…….”

The swearing was never completed.

“It’s time to get to work, Rem.”

Encred cut him off. He had teased them enough.
The door to the good food warehouse, which had been protected by a fence, opened. It was the time when the demons and beasts would come rushing in from all sides, and now they could see it. They could hear it.