A Knight Who Eternally Regresses - Chapter 436



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436. I can’t stand that

Rem saw Encred’s struggle but did not intervene.

He didn’t often get involved in swordsmanship discussions between classes.

“If you are sick, rest.”

I didn’t go out of my way to hear Encred say something like that.

“Don’t worry about it.”

Even with those words, Rem drew the line just enough not to seem sensitive.

After seeing Luagarne come out, I rarely put in as much effort into sparring with Encred as before.

I only mixed hands with Encred very occasionally.

“You want to fight? Come out.”

At that time, I even taught.

It was still a lesson in which actions spoke louder than words.

In Rem’s eyes, Encrid was still the same. It was growing frustratingly slowly. But it wasn’t a regression.

was moving forward.

Rem stopped at just that. He just watched.

Even if it wasn’t him, there were plenty of guys who would hang out with Encred.

It would have been better if you didn’t have to interfere in the sparring.

It only helped to give me a handful of breath to hold onto.

After I had settled down to a certain extent, I let go.

So lately, all he’s been doing is swinging his axe alone and occasionally harassing Dunbakel.

Or it was a trip to the Pen-Ha-Nil Mountains, something like a walk I sometimes go out for when I’m feeling a bit tired.

Even just one walk will moisten the soil with the blood of the beasts that live in the Pen-Hanil Mountains.

It was on the way to go for a walk.

“If you’re going to go anyway, take care of the pack of human-faced dogs.”

Christ approached Rem, who was walking around with a swaying pace, and spoke. He was wearing a feathered hat that he had acquired from somewhere. If it had been worn by someone else, it would have looked like a real fool, but it suited Christ perfectly on his head.

“I get it.”

Rem nodded roughly.

Watching Rem’s back as she left, Crys asked his adjutant and lover, Nurath. She had just come up to him and stood beside him.

“What’s going on these days? Why is it so quiet? I feel uneasy. I feel very uneasy.”

“Wouldn’t it be better if it were quiet?”

The dark-skinned lover tilted his head and thought. If Rem is noisy, isn’t that the problem?

“Hey, I’m bored. Let’s have a game.”

He would often harass soldiers and commanders from the neighboring units.

“You call that swordsmanship? Come here, I’ll teach you step by step from the beginning. Isn’t it an honor? This body is none other than the immortal Rem. Now, with one sword stroke, you’ll be immortal, and with two strokes, shout, “Rem-sama.” Hahahaha!”

I also increased the training intensity like crazy.

“Is this cooking? The chicken is undercooked, so it will lay eggs soon. Come out. I will show you what cooking is.”

They also cooked a Western-style mixed stew to tease the soldiers’ taste buds.

Encred said that Rem actually made pretty good food, so it was just a tantrum.

Of course, Encrid ate that well too.

“It’s very nutritious. It’s healthy food.”

It comes with the words:

Ragnar tipped over the pot as soon as he smelled it.

Audin said, “Is this also a trial?” and prayed, took a few spoonfuls, and then closed his mouth.

Saxony, on the days when Rem did that shit, he would just go out lightly, and so did Christ.

Nourat saw all this from the side, so naturally he thought this.

At least it’s better now than it was then, right?

It wasn’t for nothing that they said it was good to be quiet. It was a question that I asked while recalling what Rem had done.

Christ let out a short groan, “Hmm.”

“But, just watching, I had a feeling that the next accident might be a bit more serious.”

Although the number of human-faced dogs has increased significantly recently, it won’t be a problem for Rem. It won’t be a threat either.

Regardless of Christ’s concerns, Rem just did what he had to do.

Even while lost in thought, with the trick of balancing the handle on his forehead.

It was the same when the human-faced dogs of the Pen-Hanil Mountains formed colonies and attacked.

“Kyaaah.”

With a jarring hissing sound, the human-faced dog that had become the colony leader breathed fire from its mouth.

It was as if I had accidentally swallowed a flint somewhere.

Rem read the direction of the flames and dodged them. It wasn’t difficult.

This guy is just a monster who doesn’t even have the eyes to recognize his opponent’s skills.

‘I miss the West.’

Among the monsters and beasts there were many who used cleverness as a weapon.

These guys only stop at the level of loosening up their bodies.

With that thought, Rem took the side of the human-faced dog and swung his axe.

The axe fell and cut off the monster’s neck.

The axe blade, made of Levis steel, cut through leather, muscle, and bone.

Phew!

Black blood spurted everywhere and severed heads rolled down the ramp.

Kwaaah!

As for the remaining human-faced dogs, he killed only the ones that attacked him with a few swings of the axe.

It wasn’t difficult.

Rem returned to the barracks, swinging the axe in his hand a few times for no reason.

Encred, who had just received a letter titled “Request,” was in the process of deciding who to go with.

“Let’s go together.”

The place I was going for the request was near the west coast.

I had decided to go a long time ago, but I didn’t feel like leaving right away, but now I was sure.

If things continue like this, Ragna the little one will continue to be pushed back.

‘I can’t stand that.’

* * *

Krang sat in the great hall, lost in thought as he watched his subjects praising Krona.

‘Didn’t you say that this happens once every few years?’

I heard some of it from Marcus, and some of it I saw myself.

The border area of ​​the Demonic Crusades was dangerous in many ways and often lacked manpower.

It was a place struggling for talent and people, and it was even dangerous.

Who would like to go there?

‘In some ways, it’s like a holey jar that just eats up the budget.’

If it were just an ordinary jar, that would be great, but it’s a magical jar that will immediately spit out poison if you don’t pour water into it.

If we didn’t stop it, we would lose some of our land to the incoming demons and beasts.

This was also the reason why the joker card called knight could not be pulled out in the civil war.

‘Lichenstein in the south is also a problem.’

So, it wasn’t just the border of Ma-gyeong that was short on people, but the other side was the same.

The situation in Naurilia was worse than Krang had expected.

If you were to fall, you would have to worry about being eaten by the South or being invaded by the Demon Realm, and since Azpen had not completely backed down, it was still annoying.

“so?”

It seemed as if I could hear Encred’s question.

‘Okay, what do you want me to do?’

The throne was already occupied. Krang had to do what he had to do.

Knight Oara, who guards the border of the Demon Realm, sent the usual request.

I’m short on hands, so please send me someone who knows how to fight.

“If possible, send more than 500 troops, and if not, at least three or four semi-knight-level troops, accompanied by trained ranger units. This is a difficult request to accept. Consider what is currently happening in the capital. Both are impossible. It would be better to just send a group of soldiers to Lord Asia.”

Impressed by the security measures taken by the Border Guard, they began construction on the surrounding roads and erected a line of guard posts on top of them. It was a simple but labor-intensive task.

While doing this, I had to eliminate the surrounding monsters and beasts, and also keep a check on the thieves who would pop out like freshly baked bread from somewhere.

There was no time to divert troops.

Was this the end?

Although he was recognized by the people, there were some fools who were starting to think differently.

Is it right for an illegitimate child to occupy that position? This is it.

Of course, most of them were victims of foreign plots.

In fact, all the proper nobles and officials were on Krang’s side.

Krang put away his complicated thoughts.

I focused my thoughts on urgent matters and things that needed to be done right away.

If you don’t take big steps, you won’t be able to walk more than a few steps before you die.

‘Is my dream bigger, or is your dream bigger?’

That’s what I wanted to ask that Encred guy.

Krang looked out the window made of colored glass. The sky was gloomy with dark clouds.

“Or there is this way too.”

He was the Marquis of Baisar.

“what?”

The gaze that had been directed towards the window turned to the Marquis.

“Don’t the Border Guards have better power than the Knights?”

“Should I go if you tell me to go?”

“If the king commands it, shouldn’t we go?”

“But isn’t that the demon slayer?”

“Does that mean you disobey the king’s orders?”

The nobles rushed to say something in response to the Marquis’ words.

“Naurilia has a system called the mercenary soldier system. Your Majesty.”

Marcus intervened.

“Please make a request and give me the reward.”

The Marquis continued:

“The treasury is empty.”

As soon as the Marquis finished speaking, Krang spoke.

The three of them spoke in unison, as if in a play.

“We are earning Krona by securing commercial rights, but it will still be difficult to produce food on our own by planting seeds for precious stallions or crops. Even though things may seem to be going well on the surface, there are still many shortcomings.”

The Marquis spoke again.

“There happens to be someone here who is very knowledgeable in that area… … .”

Marcus took the words, and the Marquis added a few words.

Looking at it this way, Krang thought that the two really looked alike.

Isn’t the killing just right?

Of course, he also matched the death toll.

One of the southern nobles, who had bred excellent stallions for generations, listened to the conversation and tried to agree, but something seemed off.

‘Are we paying the full price?’

It is true that nobles work for the country, but it is a long-standing law to recognize the private property of nobles.

He decided to pass on his stallion’s sire’s seed, while the other nobles would pass on their irrigation techniques for managing their farmland.

It’s not like anyone forced me to do it.

It just so happened that while talking, it just happened that way.

“Well, then I should send the request, Count Baisar?”

“Yes, I will send it.”

That concluded the meeting.

A request for assistance at the border of the Demon Realm was not a dangerous thing, but rather a call for help due to a lack of hands, so Krang thought it would not be a bad thing for Encred.

‘Don’t you want to meet the knight?’

I know he’s already met the Mercenary King, but the Knights of the Knights Templar were different.

Krang didn’t know that Encrid was already hanging out with Ragnar and Sinar.