A Knight Who Eternally Regresses - Chapter 444



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444. The Day of Sabbath

Boom, boom, whoosh, bang!

The battle with the harpy could be expressed in these four letters.

In conclusion, Rem fired nineteen bullets, tearing through two slings.

Gyarrr! Gyarrr!

Harpy cried, his head exploding. As he cried, the men attacked again and cast a spell.

The wind gathered and formed something like a barrier. If you look closely, you can see the space distorting a bit. Even if you couldn’t see it, you could feel it.

So what? What about the barrier?

Hung, bang!

Harpy’s spell could not stop the overwhelming physical force created by the sling. The bullets fired from the sling that whirred and spun pierced through the barrier without a hitch.

Kwaruk! Kwaruk!

At that moment, Harpy’s cries sounded like laughter.

Are you laughing while lying down?

Oh, they wanted to die too, but they were sad because there was no one to kill them.

Yes, here comes a savage who will kill you.

He came carrying a bundle of stones, he came.

Encred, who had been humming lyrics that had been passed down from ancient times, had no room to step forward.

“There are a lot.”

I placed my hand on the Aker grip and raised my head, and saw the harpy babies jumping out, squeaking.

The fluttering wings and fluttering feathers, the smell of blood, blood, and mustiness entered my nostrils.

There are over thirty harpies.

‘Maybe fifty?’

As Encred watched, more harpies emerged from the stone tower, until there seemed to be over fifty of them.

Color! Bang!

Again the bullet tore through the air.

It was a speed that was difficult to follow with the eyes.

As a stone pierced the chest of a female harpy with rippling breasts, black blood poured down like rain from the air.

A harpy with a hole in its chest instead of a breast fell to the ground as a meteor.

thud!

There was a noise and a cloud of dust.

Harpy wasn’t the only one being harmed.

Three male harpies with powerful pectorals flew down, fluttering their wings forward and spraying feathers.

Dozens of sharp, knife-like feathers swarmed the group.

Encrid took out a circular shield about two spans in diameter, read the feather’s trajectory, and blocked it.

Thud.

The feathers failed to penetrate the oiled shield and became lodged in the outer surface.

It was easy to stop.

It wasn’t difficult because I just had to accept what was aimed at my body.

The rest predicted the orbit and avoided it appropriately.

‘Should I have just stabbed you with a knife?’

That didn’t seem like a difficult task. Anyway, since it was blocked, there was nothing to worry about.

Luagarne drew his Loop Sword and blocked the area near his heart with the blade, ignoring the defenses of other parts.

Luagarne wore a breastplate, and the armor covered the heart with three or more layers of thin iron, high-quality horse hide, and enchanted cloth, so that even feathers would bounce off without needing to be blocked by a sword.

But the Proks were a race with a fear of heart.

Even if you block your heartbeat with two or three layers of tissue, it is normal to feel anxious and scared.

Luagarne was a rare and disciplined prog who managed to spit out the word heart and still remain sane.

The flying feathers hit Luagarne’s arms and legs. Two feathers also hit his stomach.

Ding, pick.

With a slight noise, the feather slid off Luagarne’s skin without even a scratch.

This was natural, since the skin of the frog was covered with a special mucus that made most blades slippery.

No matter how sharp the tip of the feather was, it would be of little use unless it was used to cut off a limb.

Dunbakel jumped out of Feather’s striking range.

Rem simply dodged by spinning his sling around in place.

The three feather-fluttering harpies seemed to pause for a moment.

It was so scary, usually everyone would be terrified and block it, but this was the first time I saw him block it so calmly.

‘Even I would be a little surprised.’

Encred understood Harpy’s mind.

They say good tactics start with knowing your opponent.

A sea of ​​learning while swimming in the lake of experience.

Know thyself, know thyself.

Know yourself, know yourself.

It was said that this was something that had to happen before the fight even started.

I could see Harpy’s thick pectoralis major muscle rising and falling.

Oh, what are those? Are they monster babies?

It seemed like I could hear the devil’s words.

They hesitated for a moment and that was stupid.

They are the ones who came down just enough to flutter their feathers.

So, if you decide to jump, it was a height where the sword could reach.

Dunbakel ran. She ran along the walls of the stone tower. With a few leaps, she was almost at the same height as the harpies, and Dunbakel twisted in midair, her sword and claws splitting the heads and chests of three harpies.

Dunbakel, who had been spinning around in the air, returned with a light thud to the ground.

Thud, thud, thud.

Three harpies fell to the ground, sprawled out.

Meanwhile, Rem’s bullets continued to tear through the air.

Bam! Bam!

The colony leader was a harpy who shot wind arrows, and Rem fairly pierced the leader’s head with a rock.

Of course, this time, he didn’t just hit the bullet in place, but he spun his body around while making a whirring sound and slinging it around before firing the bullet.

Dynamic movements multiplied the bullet’s speed.

That was the end of the Harpy Colony. The leader Harpy, whose head had burst, was unable to use any of his spells properly and lost the one on his neck.

Kkaaa!

The remaining harpies screamed. Some of them attacked in anger, while others fled.

The ones who rushed in were killed one by one by Dunbakel and Luagarne.

“Should we go for the next one now?”

Encred said. It was over without anything to do, the party didn’t look particularly tired, and the night was still long.

It was a bright moonlit night with a long way to go before dawn.

“Let’s do that.”

“I’m going to throw the broken sling to the floor,” Rem said.

Finding the black dog colony was easier.

“Even if they become a slave, dogs are the ones who mark their territory.”

I looked for signs of defecation and sniffed around to find it. It wasn’t difficult.

Dunbakel was also an expert at hunting. It was only natural, since he was excellent at sniffing out and chasing things.

Her main occupation as she wandered the continent was as a bounty hunter.

So we found the second monster colony.

Here, a walking dog suddenly appeared. It was a variant of a hellhound.

Should we really call it the border of the devil?

There weren’t any normal monsters around here.

Isn’t there a harpy that writes spells?

A dog that walks on two legs won’t appear.

Even though this isn’t a large-scale demon den, it was like this.

The Southern Demonic Cultivation would have been even worse.

“The monsters near the Demon Realm are not common. That makes them dangerous.”

Luagarne said, looking at the dog’s head that looked like it came out of hell.

She twirled the loop sword in her hand.

The sound of a heavy lump of metal cutting through the wind spread.

I think they said cavalry can’t be used around here.

It is said that there is no animal that is not afraid near the Demon Realm. As a result, the environment itself is strange.

It was difficult to see animals running around. Instead, demons and beasts were abundant.

Krrrr!

The leader of the demons, a two-legged dog, breathed fire and held poison in his fangs, but no one knew.

Encred slashed the bastard’s head off with two swings of his sword.

He cut off the front leg with the gladius in his left hand, then cut off the neck with the aker in his right hand.

In the meantime, Rem and his party killed dozens of demons by cutting them down and beating them.

There were over a hundred demons, and half of them were killed.

The frightened men scattered in all directions. There was no way to chase them one by one. There was no need to do that.

“If you leave it alone, it will die on its own.”

Luagarne spoke and added further explanation.

The monsters around here are so strong that it would be easy to get killed if you wandered around without forming a colony.

It was a place where even the most powerful demons would have a hard time surviving.

Her lecture on demonology continued. Encrid listened. It was a story full of interesting elements.

This is the gist.

“Does the monsters near the Demon Realm evolve?”

On the way back, Encred asked the key question, and Luagarne nodded.

After solving the two monster colonies and returning to rest and sleep, Asia came to visit me.

“What are you doing?”

She asked, unable to hide her surprise. Asia would be surprised because it wasn’t her sparring with Lord Oara.

Could it be because of the report she received after waking up from a good night’s sleep?

Because when you entered the city, you said you killed two colonies and a guy who had evolved from a deserter to a cult leader.

Those words must have reached her ears by now.

Encrid, who was quick-witted and quick-witted, understood the meaning behind Asia’s words and gave an appropriate answer.

“I went around solving commissions.”

Then he carefully wiped the blade with an oiled cloth, or more precisely, a cloth soaked in high-quality linseed oil.

This city has just so-so food, but the supplies for managing weapons are not bad. It’s pretty good.

It seemed like only those who were ready to fight and die had gathered here.

Is this right, since the city itself is a barracks?

I didn’t know that might be the case.

Anyway, Asia asked back at Encred’s indifferent words.

“In two days?”

She naturally put her hand on her waist. She felt the grip of the sword. As she put her hand on it, her mind calmed down a little.

I don’t mean to be picky, but how can you do such a good job?

Encred was sitting on a stump in front of the given lodging, and Asia was dressed lightly, with only a sword hanging from her waist.

In front of the stump was a thick leather board, and Encred spread out his weapons on it.

They were each being cleaned with oil and maintained.

Weapon maintenance was one of the most important tasks, just as important as training.

“Wouldn’t two days be enough?”

Encred answered.

“under.”

Asia sucked in a breath of air.

I knew these kids were good at fighting, but this was something else entirely.

Isn’t it like the exploration ability of a first-class ranger?

Of course, there were a few excellent ranger-level soldiers within the Thousand Bricks.

This time, I followed the deserted swordsman Jack and that’s why.

But you’re better at fighting than me and you’re also good at chasing?

Well, it was good, it was good.

Thanks to what Encred has done right now, I have some free time.

There’s no need to fight with harpy chicks to protect the city.

Because the next time a harpy cub came attacking, I was going to jump down from the wall and slash those fucking winged beasties to death.

If you think about it, it wasn’t impossible.

The only problem is that if you kill one, you’ll have to climb back up the wall naked.

“You are really good at your job.”

Asia spoke again, and while she was speaking, another guest came in from behind her.

Asia was wearing short-sleeved clothes, but they were still tied and laced properly, so that only her forearms were visible, but the newcomer was dressed in a flashy outfit.

She was wearing a thin shirt that showed a hint of her sternum and short pants that exposed her knees.

It was Knight Oara. She said, running her hand through my brown hair.

“Hey, do you want to go out and play?”

It was an unpredictable question. Asia’s question allowed for inferences about the context.

But it wasn’t Oara’s. Encrid answered as he pleased.

“Is this a duel?”

If it’s a fight, I welcome it. Anytime is good. That kind of will was evident. If there was will, then there was also momentum.

Asia felt her muscles tighten as she watched the man named Encred display his agility.

Also, I couldn’t just ignore this momentum.

I want to have a go at it. It was a spirit that made me feel that way.

“Not today.”

But Aura firmly refused.

At those words, Encred stared at her.

If not for Dalian, then why did you come here?

“It’s the Sabbath.”

“What is that?”

“If you work hard, take a day off. This is God’s teaching.”

Some gods even said something like that.

Encred also heard something over his shoulder.

Ohara said and showed off her necklace.

Although it was not a sacred object, it had a symbol representing the religious order.

Oara was faithful.

‘Audin would like to see this.’

If it were Audin, he would rather share his religious views than reject others for believing in other gods.

“You said you had a great time getting things done? Then it’s time to play.”

Oara’s brown eyes stared intently at Encred.

The corners of her eyes curved gently. Asia, who knew roughly what Oara’s personality was like, kept her mouth shut.

With a smile, Ara grabbed the front of her chest with her fingers and shook it a few times. It was a hot day and sweat was running down her face.

It was muggy today too. It was the kind of weather where I wish it would rain instead.

It wasn’t like she was neither hot nor cold just because she was a knight, so she also sweated.

I could see sweat dripping down my neck.

“If you take your eyes off of it, many people will be sad.”

On one side, Luagarne, who was holding the dry grass to his nose and being intoxicated by the smell, said.

“Is that a drug?”

Encred asked with concern, and Luagarne puffed out her cheeks. She was smiling.

“It’s a plant that makes you feel good, but it’s not a drug that humans use. It’s closer to poison to humans.”

Why are you talking nonsense when you’re not even drunk?

Oara said while looking at Encrid like that.

“Rest when it’s time to rest, and work when it’s time to work. That’s the way I am, Oara. So now is your time to play.”

It sounded far-fetched, but it wasn’t wrong.

Didn’t Encred realize this a while ago? Rest is also important.

This time, I also learned how to broaden my horizons through Luagarne.

Resting doesn’t necessarily mean just resting the body. Mental rest is also important.

“I’ll show you the city, handsome guy. Come with me.”

Oara suggested and Encred began to organize the items one by one on the leather board.

“Dunbakel.”

“why?”

“Clean it up.”

Since there were no seeds, there was no one to assign work to.

Dunbakel never said anything like ‘why me’.

She was quick to do whatever Encred asked her to do.

“Asia, the winged lunatics and the sulphur-smelling dog are dead, right? We have time to spare, let’s go together.”

Aura also brought Asia into the picture.

Encred stood up and shook himself off.

On one side, Rem, who was diligently sharpening the axe blade, raised his head.

“Have a nice day. I’m busy.”

Rem said.

He was busy sharpening his axe on a whetstone. He was something you often see, but this time he seemed to be working even harder.

“okay.”

Encred nodded and started walking.

“How did you find the location of the colony?”

Oara asked, stepping on the damp dirt floor.

The short boots that exposed the ankles looked very light.

Encred said as he looked at it.

“There are people with a good sense of smell and people who are good at finding people.”

Ohara pursed her lips and let out an exclamation like “Wow,” then listened more intently. She was in a listening posture.

Encred explained it simply, picking out only the key points.

What’s the big deal about capturing the colony leader?

All I did was find and kill.

The three of them were walking unsteadily and stopped in front of a bar.

It was noisy. There was a lot of chatter, cheering, and shouting mixed with curses.

“I bet you, Reuben!”

“If you lose, you’ll die! You idiot! No!”

What did he seem to be doing?

“The prohibition was lifted.”

Oara said. The bar was full of people.

Among them, two bald men were holding hands and giving each other strength.

It was arm wrestling.