A Knight Who Eternally Regresses - Chapter 415



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415. The nobleman asks and Encrid answers.

How many nobles are there in the capital?

There weren’t only sane people among them.

It was a fact that could be understood with just a little thought.

“How about it? If you come to my territory, I can personally give you the title of Territory Guardian along with the title of Territory Guardian… … .”

It all started with a guy named Baron Somerset.

Encrid tried to soothe him gently.

“I’m not interested.”

It was a situation I had never experienced before. Had I ever received this much attention from nobles in my life?

Encrid pushed his opponent away by making his intentions known.

“Uh, um.”

The Baron Somerset was speechless. It was because of the firmness of the tone that cut off the proposal. He did not know that this was kindness.

That’s why I thought it was annoying deep down.

I know he’s a very skilled person, but how can the world be lived with just a sword?

It seemed like everyone needed a background.

Wouldn’t that be the natural thing to do if you want to stand out in the capital later?

As it is said that one sees only what one knows, this was natural for the Baron Somerset.

“Then that’s it.”

Encred bowed his head slightly and turned around. The boy servant saw his master’s hands shaking.

But the hero who turned around and saved the country looked cool.

‘That’s cool.’

Whether they are nobles or not, they just say what they want to say and turn around. How many little kids wouldn’t be envious of that sight?

The envy was felt by others too.

Among the palace maids, there was even a meeting to discuss whose face was more beautiful, Encred or Saxony.

In the meantime, Audin, Rem, Dunbaker, and Teresa were also considered.

Encred had been famous among the ladies before. But now it was not like that. There was no noble in the capital who did not know the name of Encred and the Mad Company. Among them, there was even a noble who brought his daughter. Encred met with all of them out of consideration for Krang.

“That’s my daughter.”

She was pretty. She looked innocent as she bowed her head shyly.

Encred looked at the lady’s exposed arms and decided that she wouldn’t be able to properly wield a rapier with those arms, so he declined.

“Because I’m busy.”

“What are you busy with?”

“Because I have to train.”

There were a variety of polite remarks, but to summarize, the conversation went like this.

There was even someone who said that if anyone brought their daughter, she should become their successor.

“I don’t have any children.”

He seemed to be about seventy years old, and was a skinny old man. He said that he had never spent his wealth recklessly in his entire life, and that siding with the king this time was the biggest gamble of his life.

Let’s deal with it moderately and send him back, Saxon said as he approached.

“He said he had six children and he didn’t like any of them, so he kicked them out.”

He was a miser among misers, and was a nobleman who ate black bread instead of white bread even at home.

That person came to me and offered to give me all his wealth.

No, I even brought the certificate with me. All I had to do was stamp it with a seal and it was done.

Encred didn’t have a seal, because he was a commoner.

After that, several more nobles came.

Excluding the half-hearted ones, only those who put some strength into their shoulders came and it was like this.

Among them, some special people also came.

“I’ll tell you in advance that I’m not from Azpen and this is just a request. So you don’t have to cut me down or beat me up. All I have to do is relay their words and listen to their answers.”

He was so nervous that he was dripping with cold sweat under a shady tree.

He appeared to be a judge working in the capital.

Although he is a single-person household, he earns additional income through various commissions.

Judging from the way he said that he was just a messenger delivering words and asked people to please understand, it seemed like he had found a weak point somewhere.

Encred nodded.

“I was promised the position of Duke in Azpen.”

Was the civil war just a problem for Naurilia? No. It was something that interested all the surrounding countries.

It was only natural that Azpen was the first to say this.

What about a person named Encred?

Are you a person who is loyal to your country, or do you have other wishes?

“He said that if I wanted, I could even arrange a marriage with the princess.”

Encred began to worry about the judge’s dehydration.

The sweat was pouring down his face.

“I refuse.”

“Oh, yes. I understand.”

It seemed like he had no intention of persuading me a second time.

He piled up gold coins like a mountain and gave me a beautiful woman.

Anyway, it was around the time when various things were starting to get on my nerves.

“Let’s cut off a few of their arms. Then they won’t come.”

Rem advised. Encred found it comforting to hear how annoying it was.

“It’s better to just ignore it.”

Ragnar also stepped forward. It was a relatively gentle method, but the problem was that the noble children did not come alone, but brought servants or maids.

Do nobles suffer? It’s not the servants who suffer.

It was hard to ignore the little boy as he trembled and searched for himself.

“Haha, you just need to control your mind with prayer. You can also pray with those who come to see you. Brother Captain.”

If the first prayer was literally a real prayer, the prayer together that followed was a prayer that could involve fists and feet.

Encred thought that the method was no different from Rem’s.

Dunbaker and Teresa aren’t interested in such things.

Saxon secretly thought it would be easier to kill him secretly, but he didn’t say it out loud.

He knew how to discern reason.

Esther just watched with languid eyes.

“You have to be careful, because you have been marked by the devil.”

When he said that, Encred’s reaction truly shook Esther’s heart.

“Will you count them?”

Ask about the devil’s power.

“Will it be hard to win?”

What a face to look forward to fighting the devil.

“That crazy guy.”

Esther turned into a human, sweared, and then turned back into a leopard.

It’s just a soliloquy, but if I don’t say it out loud, I’ll feel more frustrated.

If we were to maintain the world of order, we couldn’t afford to have this kind of frustration.

Encred wasn’t the type to scold him for suddenly saying something like that.

Anyway, Encrid decided to just hit it without listening to anyone’s advice.

But it was still annoying, and I was even thinking about just sending it out as a border guard.

“It’s been a while. Hero of the nation, demon slayer, Border Guard… … .”

“I think that’s enough.”

It was a sphere. Encred opened his mouth, thinking that if he forgot the other person’s name this time, the face of that beautiful woman would turn into an angry ghoul.

“Lady Bysar.”

“… … You haven’t forgotten my name, have you?”

“How could that be?”

Encred was a man of exceptional eloquence. He was able to pass the situation without even mentioning her name.

Even Kin Baisar, considered the most beautiful woman in the capital, could not be compared any further.

He hadn’t come alone, and there was nothing wrong with what the man in front of him was saying.

Here, it would be impossible to just force someone to tell you their name.

It is not only rude, but also unbecoming of a nobleman.

‘I think I forgot.’

However, I had my doubts.

It was a valid suspicion. Encrid had forgotten her name as he repeated the day.

But as I was watching, I wondered why they had come all the way to the training ground.

Five attendants and an old man approached her from behind.

“I heard a lot of annoying people have been coming to visit you lately?”

He was the Marquis of Baisar.

Kin bowed his head and stepped aside.

“There’s no need to give up your seat, and I don’t intend to take up your annoying time.”

The Marquis of Baisar was an efficient person by nature. He hated wasting time.

That was the difference from those who came. Instead of sending servants and maids, he sent people from the family and entered the training ground. While Rem and others watched, the Marquis spoke.

“I heard you’re old enough to marry Kin.”

Encred was not a fool. His cleverness was acknowledged by Chrys. Keen bowed his head without any shame, and the Marquis seemed to think that his suggestion was not bad.

“My title of Marquis will go to Marcus.”

If you think about it, including this, you can understand what I’m saying now.

Kin Baisar is a symbol.

A symbol that connects you to the Baisar family.

What’s the benefit of that?

When the awards ceremony begins, the Baisar family will receive the title of Duke.

One of the people who has that much influence and has made a huge contribution to this battlefield is Marcus Baisar.

If you become the head of the Centerpole family, your position as a duke will be certain.

Let the place where you become the only duke in the kingdom be your back.

Do whatever you want.

And there will be no compulsion whatsoever.

This was the hidden meaning of the proposal just made.

Marquis Baisar was no fool either. He had no intention of doing anything coercive or oppressive towards Encred.

If you just deepen our bond, I will give you the most beautiful woman in the kingdom, and everything else you need.

That was the Marquis’s proposal.

Here, it would have been okay to put forward another girl instead of Kin, but I didn’t.

Kin Baisar was a courtier seen by the Marquis.

Even if it was a big deal, it was a bold proposal that would have made you think, ‘what if?’

Encred stared at the Marquis for a moment, then looked away.

Towards Kin Baisar.

If you are a daughter of a noble family, you will often end up in a political marriage. This is a society that encourages it.

So is that fun? Is it enjoyable?

Encred doesn’t know much about Kin Baisar, but he sees her as a person, not a woman. He doesn’t know much about her, but he’s seen her in passing a few times and had conversations with her.

The Kin Baisar I saw back then didn’t seem to want to live the life of the mistress of a mansion.

Even though this might sound presumptuous, Encred did as he was told.

Since when did you start being polite and holding back what you wanted to say?

“What is your dream?”

So I asked.

Kin Baisar looked at Encred with a blank expression on his face.

She was a symbol. She was just a political marriage target. That was all. There was no need to have affection for her, and she didn’t have to do anything.

But what kind of dream was that? It was a word that didn’t fit the situation.

“Don’t you have a dream? What do you want to do?”

Kin Baisar was perplexed. He also thought that this punk was truly unpredictable.

The Marquis of Baisar was silent. He was not a man to show his expression.

Can I answer?

“I think so.”

Although he was born into a noble family, he did not stay at home and just be quiet. That is why there were things he wanted to do. However, it was not something he could say in front of the head of the household.

Within the family, the Marquis’s word was law. If he told her to marry for political reasons, then so be it.

“We are with the heroes of our country.”

Keen spat out the model answer. No one opened their mouths. The Marquis also just watched.

“What I want to do.”

Encred asked again in a raspy voice, and Kin began to sweat. He felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff.

“Tell me.”

The Marquis stared intently at Encred and spoke. Only then did Kin cautiously open his mouth.

“I am interested in handling gems, so I am doing it on a small scale.”

“You even found a top that was large in scale despite being small?”

The Marquis said. He already knew.

Kin Baisar had a keen eye for gems. He also led the fashion and trends of the capital.

It was thanks to his innate sense and the eye he developed from a young age as a child born to the Marquis of Baisar.

Of course, he also had a sense that could be called genius.

“Do you want to do that?”

The Marquis asked. Keene didn’t know how to answer here. When she didn’t answer, Encred spoke instead.

“Why are you asking? As you get older, you become more stubborn. Stop being so stubborn and stop bothering me.”

Half of the attendants were terrified.

Isn’t that a bit too much?

I had no intention of rushing into it.

Encred alone was fierce, but it was natural that he would not have the courage to attack those standing behind him.

Rem was licking the axe blade with her tongue, giggling.

“It’s dirty.”

Ragnar scolded him for that.

“Don’t mind it.”

The two soon began arguing.

“Is it because I’m old?”

The Marquis blinked and asked back. There was no trace of laughter. It was understandable that he felt pressured, but compared to the possessed Count Molsen, this was cute.

“A sword is enough to prove my worth.”

Encred answered.

That was the end of the conversation. There was no reason to treat him differently from other nobles. Encred actually thought so.

Whether it’s the Marquis of Baisar or Somerset, it’s all the same.

“then.”

They’re just annoying people who steal your training.

As he turned around, bowing his head as a gesture of respect, the Marquis glared at Encred for a moment before turning his head away.

It did look like it was completely torn apart.

“But he’s a Marquis, so is that okay? Or should I just ignore him?”

Rem put her hand on my neck and offered me another piece of advice, but Encred ignored her.

“It’s a waste of time.”

I was sincere.

There are so many new things I have learned and realized. They have made me feel restless.

That’s understandable, because Encrid had no talent whatsoever when he first picked up a sword.

In that moment, he awakened Will and applied it, even imitating Ragnar’s sword.

After that, I felt the change in my body, and now every time I swung my sword, it was ten times more fun than before.

Of course, to people who didn’t know, including Pel, he was just a guy crazy about training.

After seeing Kin Baisar’s appearance, Fel looked at Encred and wondered if that person really had two eggs and a stick made of stone.

“Are you a high school student?”

So I asked Dunbakel next to me.

“I think so too. He’s the kind of guy who would never fall for me.”

Pel thought as he looked at the smelly Dunbakel.

‘Even my country won’t fall to you.’

The person next to me really hated washing.