A Knight Who Eternally Regresses - Chapter 439



Only Noblemtl

439. The city built with a thousand bricks

The border city guarding the border of the Demon Realm was called Thousand Bricks.

A city with walls made of bricks.

It meant that Naurilia was made of thousands of bricks to prevent the invasion of the demon realm.

Even though it was the border of the demon realm, what I was seeing right now inside that brick vault didn’t seem like commonplace.

“Stop it!”

It was right in front of the castle walls. I could see soldiers facing a fierce battle.

Harpies were flying overhead, and black hunting dogs were running wild below.

Encred saw the city gate of ‘A Thousand Bricks’ half-broken.

What’s more, this chaos occurred even though the gate on this side wasn’t even on the Demonic Realm side.

A familiar face appeared among the people standing in front of him.

It was Asia.

She was just about to strike the head of a hunting dog that was charging at her with her sword.

It looked like a light swordsmanship, but the power contained within was that of a knight.

Bam, bang!

The one who was hit rolled to the side with his head cracked. There were quite a few demons, but did that matter?

Asia was also a knight. She calmly struck and stabbed the black hounds one by one, and then slowly turned her gaze upward.

Five harpies were circling above her head.

It’s not dangerous. They’re fighting in proper formation, and if they die like that, they can’t even be called knights.

However, it is funny just to watch.

Encrid couldn’t just watch, so he stepped forward.

It’s only a matter of time before all the monsters are killed, so wouldn’t it be better to resolve it a little faster?

“Rem, Dunbakel.”

“Should I loosen up my body like this?”

Before anyone could call, Rem jumped forward. Dunbakel followed behind.

Encred called the two and ran too. He put down the backpack he was carrying on the ground because of the demons and moved only with his javelin.

Encred ran, kicking the ground with his feet evenly distributed across his entire foot. It was to practice the steps he had learned from Luagarne.

It was about training the basics so that the center of gravity could change anytime, anywhere.

Encred looked up, feeling the air hit his face.

Just above Asia’s head, a harpy appeared, swinging its wings forward instead of its arms. Following the fluttering wings, my intuition warned me.

It’s something you can’t see, but you can feel.

The gathered wind poured down like blades.

Asia raised her shield to block it.

Tata dadadang!

The blade of wind that struck the shield broke into pieces, creating a refreshing noise.

A harpy writing a spell? Encred runs while thinking.

The harpy raised its altitude. Not only was the blade unable to reach it, but even the crossbow was barely able to reach it.

It would have been difficult to snipe unless you were a skilled archer known as a marksman.

There are five harpies in total.

Knows how to use magic and gain advantageous positions.

He also knows how to gauge his opponent’s abilities. Otherwise, he would have been one of the five harpy skewers impaled on the tip of Asia’s sword long ago.

Encred took a few deep breaths to organize the information he had seen.

His senses were thrown away like a blade.

The optimal line that can only be expressed on the battlefield was drawn in my mind.

It was a sense of enlightenment that came thanks to Abnayer, the genius strategist of Azpen.

Encrid did just that.

As he ran, he pulled out the gladius that was hanging horizontally behind his waist and threw it.

While holding and pulling the handle in reverse, slightly turn the running direction to the left, open and close the chest, and extend the arms.

It was a knife throwing technique that applied the technique of tangeomsik.

Hooooooooooo!

The flying sword appeared like a disc with a spinning motion.

The harpy used wind spells to block the crossbow’s approach, but when it realized that it couldn’t do that, it twisted its wings to change the air resistance and flew sideways.

The gladius brushed past the spot where the harpy had been and clattered into the bricks of the rear wall.

Bam!

A new burst of sound erupted from the head of the harpy that had been avoided.

The harpy fell in a long line, tilted, with the axe stuck in his head.

I dodged the gladius thrown by Encred, but I was unable to dodge the throwing axe thrown by Rem, and it hit me in the head.

“another.”

Encred said. Rem clapped her hands and feet without saying a word.

This time, Rem threw the axe first. Encred, recalling the process of learning, practicing, and training in the Lake of Experience, took up a short javelin.

I didn’t know that the javelin I brought for training would be used here.

“You also trained to handle all kinds of weapons, right? I guess you could say it’s a continuation of that.”

Luagarne continued the training that Rem had started.

By handling all the weapons, it was a process of memorizing everything in my head and acquiring it through my senses, whether it was hand-to-hand combat or anything else.

Encred has also been diligently practicing throwing the javelin. His senses, which have become more sensitive than before, have given him a different learning speed than before.

Of course, it might have been inadequate from the perspective of those who are geniuses, but Encred thought it was okay in his own way.

Now I can prove it.

Because a javelin the length of a forearm struck the chest of a harpy who had dodged an axe flying towards him like a disc.

Bam!

The harpy was pushed back by the spear that broke through its breastbone and pierced through it, before crashing against the wall and bouncing forward, hitting the ground with a loud thud and a cloud of dust.

“Enki?”

Asia recognized Encrid.

“Let’s start by organizing things.”

Encred answered. Dunbakel paid no attention to the harpies and charged at the hunting dogs charging from below.

He ran on both feet, lowered his posture, pulled out two curved swords, and swung them in both directions as if extending them, as if two bladed whips were slicing through the devil’s hand.

As I got closer, I could see why Asia didn’t rush in.

If I had decided to rush in, it wouldn’t have been a problem to kill five harpies, but I wondered why.

She was protecting a few people who appeared to be merchants at the back with her group.

He was just blocking them because he knew that if he left his position, the harpies would definitely come after them.

The magical harpy began to flap its wings and fly away as the two died.

The three flew away into the distance.

The dull sunlight, blocked by clouds as much as the damp air, illuminated the spot where Harpy had been.

Encrid wanted to talk slowly now that he had defeated the monster, but Asia was not one of them.

“You were the reinforcements.”

“And you?”

“I’ll apply too. It’s my original affiliation.”

That was right. She was a Knight of the Red Cloak.

“Let’s go in.”

Asia took out a cloth from her bosom, wiped the sword roughly, and put it away, speaking calmly.

The attitude was that this kind of thing was nothing.

Several of the merchants in the crowd, who had become lost in thought, gave way and fell to the ground.

“Isn’t there any talk of a harpy using magic?”

One of the merchants asked, seemingly questioning, but apparently out of surprise.

No merchant would dare to speak to a knight of the Knights Templar in such a tone.

It was closer than the fist and the sword Crona.

Fortunately for the merchant, Asia understood his situation.

“This is my first time seeing this. Anyway, since you came to work, shouldn’t you just do your work?”

Encred realized anew that Asia was a member of the Knights.

Those who were interested in trivial matters could not become knights of the Order.

Hearing the stiff response, doesn’t it sound like the merchant is being unusually timid?

“Wake up first. If you keep lying down there, that harpy will come back thinking you left him a lunch box.”

So Encred stepped forward and spoke softly to comfort him.

At those words, everyone jumped up. Some even clenched their molars to support the ones whose legs had given out.

“Hey, don’t threaten me.”

Asia spoke to Encrid, then turned around and went in first.

“When me?”

When Encred asked again, Rem smiled and patted his shoulder.

“If you said it was Harpy’s Lunchbox, wouldn’t that be a threat?”

A giggling Rem followed Asia.

Encred said this half in jest, so the merchants thought it was tactless.

Would you die to a harpy when you’re escorted by a knight?

“I think I should practice throwing while running more.”

Luagarne said as she packed up the remaining backpack and picked up the gladius. Encred nodded and went inside.

It didn’t seem like a big deal that the gate was half broken.

The people inside were calm.

The group of soldiers next to Asia walked along, chattering as if there was nothing to whisper about.

“These harpy babies really need to be dried up.”

“We must kill all the little monsters.”

This is Thousand Bricks.

The gateway to the border of the Demon Realm, blocked by a thousand bricks.

It was a place so dangerous that most people would not want to live there.

Only those who hate monsters remain here.

Thousand Bricks was a more dangerous place than the former Border Guard fortress city.

Two soldiers, who were either guards or bandits, came in without helmets, and looked past the merchant who was entering and toward Encred.

A soldier who appeared to be a mix of guard and robber with a long scar above his right eyebrow approached.

Tap, thud, tap, thud.

A soldier who walked while striking the ground with the spear he held in his right hand stood in front of Encred.

Ignoring Prokdo, Suindo, and Remdo.

“General Encrid, the Demon Slayer?”

He asked.

Encred nodded, feeling a gentle pressure.

The man moved his other hand, the one holding the spear. Encrid did not respond.

He shifted the spear to his left hand, folded his right arm slightly, and placed it on his waist as he spoke.

“It is an honor!”

It was a military salute.

The name of the man who had heard rumors about Encred and wanted to meet him was Milio.

“Nice to meet you.”

Encred greets you.

Millio’s hands trembled with emotion.

“Could you please spar with me just once later… … .”

“Are you crazy, you punk? Where did you dare spar with me?”

Another soldier standing next to him suddenly became angry.

“The atmosphere is a bit off. You’ll need to get used to it.”

Asia, who had entered first, spoke while leaning against the wall. Her face looked extremely tired. Now that I looked at it, the bags under her eyes were dark. It seemed like she hadn’t slept for several days.

“Adaptation, that sounds exciting.”

Rem said from the side. She was right.

Since you asked me to spar, I’ll just do it.

“And you two. What’s your situation now? Are you full?”

“no!”

“I will correct it!”

At Asia’s words, two soldiers adjusted their postures and spoke.

Usually, when he was bored, he would hit his head, so his military discipline was very high.

“Let’s go in. First, we need to meet Lord Oara.”

Come on, knight.

That’s why Encred came here.

In the meantime, several other soldiers besides the guards came, and they all had a murderous look on their faces.

“Rem, it seems like you have a lot of friends.”

As Encred spoke, Rem looked around. There were no Westerners in sight. Rem smiled as she quickly understood.

It was the kind of smile you usually get when you kill a person or put an axe in a monster’s head.

Rem realized that her captain was teasing her out of excitement.

“Why are you excited?”

Rem said and quickly realized why Encred was excited.

“Damn, I’m so excited to see the article.”

“Correct answer.”

Encred spoke and followed Asia’s guidance.

The city was large, but the people were not many. Most of them were armed, and there were no flower girls.

There were some stores like general stores and grocery stores, but they looked very deserted.

Some shops were full of people just trimming long horns.

There seemed to be little else besides that.

There was also a bakery, which sold arrow-shaped bread.

The name was Arrow Bread.

The bar right next door was beyond quiet, it was serene.

There were always a lot of people who seemed ready to eat and drink in broad daylight, but everyone avoided the bars.

The owner, who appeared right in front of the bar, shouted with a grumpy face.

“Then how am I supposed to live like this? Are you a knight?”

The knight is respected.

To face the sky alone.

The article is respected.

Because you can’t predict the power he holds in his hands.

The knight is revered.

To show my will for my beliefs.

“Come on! Please!”

The man with thick arms, who appeared to be the bar owner, shouted similar words several times, but no one answered.

Asia also passed by calmly.

“I understand, the situation is not good right now, so we have issued a ban.”

“Prohibition?”

Encred asked back, but Asia’s explanation was simply, ‘Listen to Lord Oara.’

As I was walking along the unkempt dirt road, I looked down an alley and saw a few women selling their bodies.

It seemed like business was going well there again.

I heard a man who appeared to be a soldier say something up front.

“Cut it down a bit.”

“Don’t be a jerk. Do you want to save up your Krona for a favor?”

“No, really, just slap my leg… … .”

The soldier raised his hand in anger. He looked as if he was going to strike the woman. Encred’s steps naturally slowed down.

The woman is the weaker party. I can’t just stand by and watch her get hit. I was going to try to persuade her with simple logic. I was going to use my fists to persuade her.

But the man couldn’t touch a single hair on the woman’s head.

“If you want to die, then die.”

The prostitute was confident, and the soldier hesitated before lowering his hand.

“I’m sorry. I’m in a bad mood this morning because of what I lost on the card yesterday.”

The soldier apologized, and the woman snorted before grabbing the soldier’s arm and leading him into the side door.

Although they had a fight, they seemed to know each other well.

“It’s unique.”

Rem said, seeming interested.

Encred agreed. What he had just seen was something very different from everyday life.

“I’d like to go sightseeing in the city.”

Rem took a quick walk around the city, perhaps because he found it more interesting than the knights.

In the center of the city there was a house that was too shameful to be called a mansion.

It was a log cabin.

Although it was called Thousand Bricks, the entire building could not be built with bricks.

When are you going to transport all that here, plaster it, and stack it?

For most things, it would have been better to just cut down some trees in the nearby forest.

That was the kind of house it was. A log house.

Clink.

As Asia opened the door without knocking, a strange sound was heard.

It was a noise caused by rust on the hinges.

“Aren’t you going to fix the door?”

“You do it. The only thing I’m good at is swordsmanship.”

A voice was heard from inside. It was the voice of a woman who seemed weak and listless.

“Okay, I can do it myself.”

There was another voice too. A deep voice, male.

Dunbakel was waiting outside while Luagarne and Encred went inside.

The interior was lit by candles, lamps, etc.

I could see three people sitting at a round table in the middle, with a bottle of brown liquid in it.

“Did you bring the merchant kids safely?”

It was a woman sitting in the center with languid eyes. Her hair looked red because of the candlelight, but from the outside it looked closer to brown.

The color of the pupils was similar. If it weren’t for the candlelight, they would be brown.

It smelled like alcohol. It was quite strong in my nose.

“Reinforcements have arrived. Demon Slayers.”

Asia spoke, and the brown-haired woman looked at Encrid with misty eyes.

“……you.”

She was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

“handsome.”

The dazed knight’s eyes suddenly came into focus.