Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 864

864. Beginning the attack

“This is Aurelia.”

She said, straightening her back.

“Encred.”

Our eyes met. Encred calmly said my name, and Sinar continued speaking.

“I am Shinar Kirhais, the fiancee of the Elven city, the lord of Kirhais, an ally of the Border Guard, the master of flames, the witch of gold, and the one who will be yours.”
“……It is a long journey. I am Aurelia Everhold. Lord Kirhais.”

How could I put it? She was a bit different from the women Encred had met before.
Strictly speaking, it was more like Kin Baisar acting colder and more like
a swordsman than a courteous one, a distinct difference from hers. They didn’t resemble each other at all.
To add to that, she also exuded a certain spirit, like Asia.
Asia, despite being a knight, displayed a certain gentleness and flexibility, but the woman before her seemed even more stern.
Everhold was a castle in Cyprus, and he was a knight of noble birth.
He had his own land and his own family there—his wife and children. Of them, only his granddaughter remained by his side.

“She is a very talented granddaughter.”

The talking Cypress seemed to be a shill. It was a face that seemed to be full of joy, boasting about its own blood relatives.

“It looks like that.”

Encred accepted the words.
Their conversation was ordinary, but the meaning contained within was anything but ordinary.
Aurelia, however, furrowed her eyebrows, revealing something akin to dissatisfaction. She
wasn’t just saying it; she was a truly gifted swordsman. Her posture, her demeanor, her tone—everything spoke volumes about her accomplishments.
Encred’s discernment rivaled that of Frock, the “talent reader.” Seen through those eyes, Aurelia wasn’t simply a person with a knack for intelligence.
She felt a deep regret for her lack of force, but Encred couldn’t fathom her true feelings.
Temares knew, but he didn’t speak, as it wasn’t his concern. Encred simply sensed from her expression that Aurelia found the word “talent” jarring.

“What we’re after isn’t the knights, but these people. That is, the disabling of the unit.”

She finished speaking. Everyone returned to focusing on the meeting.

“Not good to use as bait.”

Luagarne heard those words.

“The knights were staying up all night to hold off the attack on the main force.”

One of the commanders says:

“Was it a way to eat away at your stamina loss?”

When Luagarne asked again.

“I see it that way.”

Aurelia answered without even taking a breath.
Inggis, too, was quick-witted, but she felt the meeting was proceeding at a brisk pace.

‘You’re so bold.’

I understand it because I have been on the scene and have recognized the problems, otherwise it would be difficult to keep up with the conversations going on in meetings.

“They created a decoy force from the beginning.”

Gulp, her cheeks puffed out, and the conclusion was swift.
Luagarne was remarkably intelligent even among the Proc. She simply used all of that to satisfy her curiosity.
And hoping the subject of that curiosity would unleash their powers here and now, she rolled her head. Her cheeks puffed out, her eyes rolling from side to side.
It was a characteristic Proc expression, perhaps
familiar to Encred. With two Proc on the Southern Front, the others waited for her words as well. They
would have waited even if it weren’t for her.
Cypress, observing the meeting, created that atmosphere.
Perhaps it was his presence that made it possible.
Everyone stared at Luagarne’s face.
Proc were a strange race. Stronger than humans and possessing an innate sense of battle, they were called a combat race, yet their abilities were limited.
Perhaps it was their own interests that motivated them.
Their goals and objectives were always limited to curiosity and interest. Consequently, they lived to achieve their established goals. Proc were that kind of race.
It wasn’t common for a frok to delve so deeply into human life.
One of the remaining froks in this unit had set its sights on planting trees. They were a speciality of the unit, planting saplings right next to the battlefield.
They wouldn’t fight unless their own apple trees were disturbed. That was the froks’ species.
If you asked a frok, not even a fairy, why they planted trees, they would simply say, “My goal is to create an orchard here.”
They weren’t ones to seek understanding from others, or even other species. However, upon closer inspection, their reasons were understandable, though of course, only understandable from their own perspective.

“I’ll have some of the swift scouts catch the eye of the Griffin Riders. Does that mean that even though they’re Griffin Riders, they can’t completely control the monsters I ride?”

Let’s reiterate the point. It’s about observing a phenomenon and uncovering its underlying principles.
Prock is gifted with the ability to discern talent, the Able Decider. Luagarne, among others, mastered this way of thinking. She observed a phenomenon and deduced its cause.

“I see it that way. To be honest, it seems like they’re doing a test run through this.”

Aurelia looked Luagarne in the eye and spoke.
It was one of the reasons she’d held out so far. The griffon riders didn’t immediately charge in as planned.
Instead of thrusting their spears at an opening, they chased the decoy troops they’d sent out. This stalled them, allowing the knights to march out and hold them off.
This was one of the tactics Aurelia had discovered by observing the griffon herd’s movements.
Could the fact that they didn’t appear when it rained be due to the griffons’ inability to control their aversion to the rain?
Aurelia pondered, and concluded that it was a plausible hypothesis.
She racked her brain. She had even been involved in forming the formations of the Red Cloak Knights.
Formation was a preparation for battle, a stance taken just before battle began. You had to anticipate the enemy’s openings. If you’re wrong, someone will die. She’d been doing her job under such pressure.
Not only had her demeanor become rigid, but she’d long since abandoned any kind of heart-to-heart exchange.
All day, she’d been engrossed in predicting her opponents. If Cypress was the core of the Southern Front, she was the rock that supported it.
In reality, there were more than one or two such stones.
Encred, having listened to the conversation and grasped this far, remained silent.
He left Luagarne and Aurelia to figure out what was next. As he rose from his seat, all eyes turned to him.

“I don’t think there’s any need for more.”

Encred said calmly.

“It doesn’t matter. Shall we go out together?”

Krang also stepped forward. The king, who had been a mere bystander between the two knights, was now a bystander. None of the royal guard had questioned his demeanor.
By now, even they had become accustomed to his eccentricities. The current king was more than just easygoing; he even laid back a little on his dignity. Yet, he was a king who would do anything for his people.
He took action and cared sincerely. That’s where his dignity stemmed. He was a man who reduced the throne to mere background. How could it be a waste to risk one’s life to protect such a man?

“I think I need to spend some time with another friend.”

Encred spoke. His tone was so light that the two commanders, focused on the meeting, glanced in his direction. Seeing no one from the Royal Guard step forward, they remained silent.

“I guess I’ll just take a look.”

Krang also responded casually. As Encred and Krang stepped toward the entrance, five royal guards followed them. Just before leaving, Encred glanced at Luagarne, indicating a request. Frock responded with a puff of air.

“Then, let’s use the bait as is.”
“There are no restrictions on the knight’s movements.”

The conversation between Luagarne, Aurelia, and the commander echoed within the tent. Encred stepped outside. Ahead, a stray eye was waiting.

“Are you charging?”

Rem joked. While he himself was a sharp thinker, he enjoyed being out in front and fighting.
That was his nature. Rem was faster than anyone else in the Knights. That’s why he was the leader.
Above all, he was gifted with instantaneous judgment and the ability to find the best route even in a short amount of time. That was why he was still asking.
Encred was amazed. Now, he could hear the implications of every word without hesitation.

“no.”

I shook my head and turned, searching for another friend.
What was surprising wasn’t just that I didn’t ponder the implications. Within my Order, an individual had learned the art of flight.
That was the crux of this operation. My intuition was right, and so was the situation.

“Odd-eyed, no, indomitable, I need your help.”

Heehee.

The single-eyed man now looked at me with a bewildered look whenever he heard the name Indomitable.

“This is absurd. Don’t change my name.”

It’s Temares. Even without Yongin’s interpretation, Encred understood roughly.
When Encred stepped forward, he and Sinar naturally followed. If Krang had a royal guard, this side had fairies and dragons.
Two flying entities would be even better.

“Can’t you really turn into a dragon?”

Encred asked.

“You just turn into a woman.”
“Don’t change. You look good now.”

Sinar intervened and spoke.
Encrid climbed onto the back of the eagle-eyed man.

“Can you carry me and fly all day?”

Heehee.

“As much as you want.”

As Temares answered, the ogre kicked his hind leg at him.

pop!

It was a kick that tore through the air. Yong-in blocked it with his sword, Baek-a, tilted at an angle. His deflection was astonishing every time I witnessed it. He perfectly deflected even the impact and noise.
Thanks to this, even when Baek-a made contact with the rear kick, there was only a light, thud-thud noise.

“I’ll interpret this to mean, ‘Stop talking about other people’s feelings.’ Pegasus.”

Yong-in answered the heart of the words. Actions replaced words, but sincerity always gets through.

Heehee.

The squint-eyed man shook his head up and down.

“That’s right. Yong-in.”

This time, Encred spoke for the one-eyed man.
Shinar chuckled. It wasn’t exactly common, but it was something he often saw in Encred’s presence.
There’s a saying on the continent that says the one who steals a smile from a fairy is the greatest thief on the continent.
Encred, then, is the very definition of a thief. He steals smiles not only from fairies but also from witches.

“Let’s fly.”

Encred recognized his role. He had to seize air superiority from whatever griffon or whatever, and he’d have to get used to it.
That was why the soldiers in the camp spent all day watching people on flying horses.

* * *

“You really are the same.”

Bunyan looked up at the sky and said in surprise.

“The god of war is watching over us.”

Rafield once again confessed that he felt God’s protection.
Several other soldiers felt a sense of relief they hadn’t felt before the rain stopped.

“He’s a really funny guy.”

Cyprus also hummed while looking at Encrid.

“I hope I don’t fall over on the first hit.”

Usually Inggis is by my side, but today Aurelia was with me.

“I can tell just by looking at it. It won’t fall over. This is truly exciting. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way in my fifty years. I want to see the enemy commander’s face.”

The knights’ backs were visible as they confronted the Griffin Riders’ sortie. Cypress was surprised to see Rem, then surprised again to see Encred, and then looked around at the entire Mad Knights, then laughed.

‘Where did these monsters come from?’

I don’t know. It’s just more surprising that this is an ally.
The king remaining on the battlefield is surprising, and the king’s close friend is also surprising.

“I understand that the Master is over seventy, not fifty.”

Cyprus felt sorry for his granddaughter’s old-fashionedness. Was now the time to point that out?

“Be gentle. That is the way forward.”

Personality affects the body, especially at the squire level.
Her weakness is flexibility. Cypress knew this, so he spoke to her as if teaching her.

“I’m trying.”

Her granddaughter’s answer remained stiff.
Naturally, Encred didn’t just ride and play. That was simply part of his daily routine.
His routine was primarily about training and discipline. This was the battlefield blocking the south, and if he were to remain calm out of consideration for the danger, he wouldn’t be Encred. He
simply continued as he always had. The impact of all those repetitive actions spread farther and wider than expected throughout the camp.