[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-a-knight-who-eternally-regresses":3,"chapter-a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-112":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","A Knight Who Eternally Regresses",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},427887,689,"Chapter 112","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-112",112,"\u003Cp>For just a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It was visible.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The method to capture Frog, the way to kill, the path to victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As words were carved on the milestone and the path appeared before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could today be another satisfying day?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had rested well, maintaining a perfect state in preparation for the repetitive day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, all he had to do was die and start the day again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Frog’s sword did not fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killing intent and aura were still there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog puffed up and deflated his cheeks repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Encrid’s gaze, Frog’s unseen gaze, behind the human who had cut off his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a panther with eyes like a blue lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lake Panther.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In some regions, they were considered sacred beings and were sometimes revered as guardian spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Frog wasn’t the type to care about such things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, a beast was just a beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, it wasn’t the mere gaze of the Lake Panther that had stopped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog cursed inwardly. Instead of sweating, his smooth skin secreted a mucus-like substance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a physical change in Frog’s body due to tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog, with a white scar on his neck, had a lot of experience, including dealing with wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizards, those strange beings who bring the world of spells into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were always troublesome to deal with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Lake Panther’s black skin and eyes, such an aura could be felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless experiences, the marks of mana visible through the eyes of a talent detector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That panther itself was either using magic or was at least connected to it somehow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog had an intuition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he struck now, he could kill this man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But I would also have to risk my life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical panther wasn’t the only problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human sitting in front of him wasn’t easy either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constantly aiming for the heart, swinging his sword towards the arm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword, blade, will, and aura running along his broad blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a simple action. He moved his feet to add weight and momentarily showed strength similar to his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to himself, he was of smaller stature. The conclusion: the quality of his muscles was exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Those eyes.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gaze wasn’t dead. Even now, the eyes directed at him were full of aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he be like that with no chance of winning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like looking at something forged from sheer willpower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not relying on the magical panther behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just burning with pure aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Crazy bastard.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog’s cheeks puffed up even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t like this situation at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, he pulled out a scale to weigh the options. Should he risk his life to kill this man here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or should he leave it for another day?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He desperately wanted to kill. This was the kind of person who needed to die. But if his own life was at stake on the other side of the scale?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to reconsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gaze of the talent detector scrutinized Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calculated carefully. Fighting when he wanted to fight, eating when he wanted to eat, and loving when he wanted to love was Frog’s specialty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his life was at stake, and he was bound by obligations in this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it worth risking his life and ignoring his duties to kill?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight on the scale tilted to one side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t much to reconsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The importance of this city, the border fortress city called Border Guard, wasn’t that high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Frog’s puffed cheeks deflated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade, poised to strike, was lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Limit.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog judged. It would be difficult for the human in front of him to become more skilled than he was now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good muscle quality, momentary strength comparable to Frog’s own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swordsmanship and individual tactics were excellent, and an unyielding spirit felt like something he had never seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog instinctively knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Half of it was luck.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his arm had been cut in the last move, he had also shattered the opponent’s right wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meant the opponent’s maneuver was reliant on luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would kill him the next time they met. If they met again, he could do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t forget. Human, my name is Maelrun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura vanished completely, and Frog retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maelrun met eyes with Esther behind Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’m just leaving, so you should step back too.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shot a look with that meaning. Esther did not react, just gazing with eyes like a calm lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maelrun picked up his cloak from the ground and retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frog walked leisurely out of the mansion, and no one stopped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some guild members looked uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t just stand there, everyone move aside. Our guest is leaving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais intervened. Even with one arm unusable, Frog was still Frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, Frog left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther, thanks to the grimoire that Encrid had brought, found a trick to release the shackles on her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she couldn’t return to being human immediately, she could still manifest parts of the magical world even in her panther form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Of course, it would be a bit of a struggle each time.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would have to use up the mana she had stored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a part of the magical world could be contaminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a method from the grimoire of that madman who built his magical world using corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a trick among tricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Someday I’ll use it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be useful to know, so she had familiarized herself with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that time could be now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther feigned calmness, revealing her presence. She made Frog aware that she was a wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you strike that blade, I’ll pierce something into your heart as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is will? Will can also become mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Esther made herself appear not as a panther but as wizard Esther.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy named Maelrun, or whatever he was called, retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Esther’s body been intact, things might have been different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her current state, even if she and Encrid both went all out, the odds were only fifty-fifty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a conclusion reached after weighing all factors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why did the opponent retreat now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Lucky.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the only judgment she could make.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Encrid’s skills improved dramatically? It surprised Esther, she was quite amazed too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn’t enough of a reason for Frog to retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the situation had twisted before she could attribute it to luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That situation had been created by the man who stayed by her side out of necessity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Left arm.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the heart, but the arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he kept aiming for the heart and then retreated, that guy might have continued to endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had half-severed the left arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that point, it might be faster to cut it off and let it regrow than to reattach it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swordsman with one arm gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He became a more manageable opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did it come to this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther sighed and gave a light pat on the back of the guy who had nearly wasted all the mana she had accumulated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why wasn’t he waking up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Encrid, ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid, barely holding on, began to retch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther quickly jumped back, and Krais approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you okay? No, but, what’s going on with finding Ragna? Did you understand what I was saying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After vomiting once, Encrid seemed to feel a bit better and raised his upper body, speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve been cooped up here for six days without even going on a mission, and you don’t know where your squad is? Are you the guy handling the information? You?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a scolding tone, just a matter-of-fact statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais then realized what he had missed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking back, the squad members were faces he would see every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard about the deployment, but who would take the squad without Encrid?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless it was a commander who wanted a hole in the back of their head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A superior killer, a lazy navigator, a soldier who disappears without a word, and a religious fanatic who can’t fight without divine permission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would take such an unusual bunch?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had assumed they’d stay behind waiting for their Platoon leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re not here. They’ve all been deployed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s unexpected. So, it’s just you and the Platoon leader, Esther?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais put his hand under Encrid’s arm to help him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you badly injured?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Other than my right hand, it’s manageable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Encrid realized he was in better shape than he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a question arose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Why did he just leave?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could have killed both him and Krais with a single slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Why?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid’s gaze turned to the panther, Esther.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What did you do? Really? The opponent was Frog?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was acutely aware of the weight the name Frog carried. What could that small, young panther have done?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know. It was all a mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Meow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther, sensing his gaze, spoke as if scolding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like she was saying, “Is that all it takes to bring you down?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I don’t know.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwelling on the unknown wouldn’t provide answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid knew from experience that some things just remain unknown. Instead, he decided to be satisfied with the experience gained and the drive to continue forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It worked.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could he call it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he felt like he had overwhelmed Frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had drawn Frog into the situation he orchestrated and struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had cut the arm, not the heart— it would regenerate, it would surely regenerate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not while fighting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had avoided targeting the right wrist at the last moment…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If that had happened.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outcome of the fight could have been different. There would be much to learn from this encounter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these thoughts, Encrid made his way back to his quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais supported him, and Esther, rather than jumping into his arms, glanced back and then walked alongside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were about to rest after arriving at the quarters,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where have you been?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Company Commander, the superior officer of Platoon Leader Vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat was dripping from the Commander’s forehead as if he had been looking for Encrid himself. It wasn’t typical for a Company Commander to be running around like a messenger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Encrid thought about this and was about to salute,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Immediately! Prepare for deployment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Commander spoke first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve been slightly injured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid wanted to rest for a day or two if possible. His presence or absence on the battlefield wouldn’t make much difference, he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he was just a recently returned Platoon leader-level soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought perhaps they might show him some leniency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? How did that happen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Commander likely already knew he had returned unharmed from the operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I got into a scuffle with a thug.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In such times, what were you thinking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Commander scolded him but shook his head as if understanding the situation couldn’t be helped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t need your swordsmanship right now, so if you can move, we would appreciate it if you could go immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Commander wasn’t forcing him. It was more of a request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Encrid, it sounded like something urgent had happened at the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Why?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid still hadn’t been briefed on the current situation on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had done nothing but rest for a day after returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And today, he had been returning from a sword fight with Frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ranger Finn is set to accompany you, can you depart immediately?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What situation is so urgent?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais, who had been listening quietly, expressed his confusion. The Company Commander, who seemed familiar, spoke more openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, if we don’t bring their Platoon leader, they won’t continue fighting…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Commander trailed off, but Encrid quickly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean my platoon members?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s essentially a deployment to persuade them. They’ve requested that you just stay at the battlefield, even if you rest at the rear. It’s a request from your direct Company Commander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like he had to go. There wasn’t time to rest just because his wrist was a bit sore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could still hold a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Rem.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid felt concerned as soon as he heard the explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He figured he could learn about the battlefield situation on the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few scratches could be treated with some ointment, and then he could go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid saluted, indicating that he would depart immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[T\u002FL: Please support me here: \u002Frevengerscans Or You can subscribe for a membership and support me. 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