[{"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-188":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},427813,689,"Chapter 187","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-188",188,"\u003Cp>Whenever he looked at Encrid, he found himself clenching his fists without realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the soldiers felt something similar when they saw Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew he had clawed his way up from the bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seen firsthand how hard work was rewarded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Encrid, Vengeance and the group of soldiers clenched their fists. In their hands, they held spears, swords, and maces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers gathered and wielded their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unusual fervor reignited the barracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These days, the soldiers seem more diligent than before. Why are they suddenly like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere was different from usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais, hearing this, scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you asking because you don’t know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would he ask if he knew?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The market’s atmosphere isn’t great, so I’ll go check it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without answering, Krais left. Well, enthusiasm and passion were words Encrid liked. The reason didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Training hard would help them all survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s have a sparring match!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were more people coming to him like this. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, and Encrid welcomed those who sought him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only difference was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud, clack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the fights ended in one or two moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no point in fighting if it wasn’t a challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gaps were too obvious, and his body responded instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a blade came down, there was no need to counter with a training sword, just pushing it away was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new sword technique he learned was based on the Correct Sword Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would sidestep to the left and swing his sword to the right, creating a blind spot in the opponent’s vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans feel uneasy when they can’t see something, so they quickly turn to eliminate blind spots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, he would strike back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a simple two-move action, but it worked well even against the Border Guard’s level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re different.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with a blunt sword, getting hit properly made Torres’ stomach ache. Holding his abdomen, Torres mumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it wasn’t just different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Quasi-Knight? He seemed to be at that level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did his skills improve so much?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Border Guards’ was made up of those who challenged the limits of humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a group with a variety of techniques and swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torres was part of this Guard and had been watching Encrid closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This guy might really become a Knight.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a time when saying you’d become a Knight was mocked as a faded dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, even in the eyes of others, Encrid’s dream didn’t seem so unrealistic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shouldn’t I add ‘sir’ when addressing you as Company Commander? Soldier? Torres?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me, I’m temporarily a Company Commander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid said, pointing at himself with his thumb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Company Commander, sir.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m joking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bastard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torres laughed as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rank was rank, but relationships were relationships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need to maintain a hierarchical relationship with Torres or Vengeance. They weren’t his direct superiors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Border Guard Reserve Unit had a rather loose hierarchy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the capital’s garrison, misreading a rank could get you beaten to death, but there was there, and this was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You seem to be becoming like the 4th Company Commander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torres’s words made Encrid think deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Fairy-like joke?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah, anyway, I’m off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after Torres left, several members of the Border Guard Unit requested sparring sessions. Encrid had no reason to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the morning, after waking up, he practiced the Isolation Technique and swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing lunch…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shall we have a bout?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem challenged him. He was still formidable. If he fully activated the Heart of Great Strength, perhaps he could almost reach the mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If I overdo it, I won’t be able to complete the afternoon training schedule.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already paid the price a few times for getting carried away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid regulated himself. This was training, not a real fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem also regulated himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike before, he didn’t aim to split heads, that wasn’t his intention either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the lunchtime sparring, familiar faces appeared one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you check my skills too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vengeance often came by as well, asking for thorough instruction. Encrid, believing in the adage that teaching is learning, didn’t refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what’s with the title?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t forget the joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you becoming like the Fairy Company Commander?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the same thing Torres had said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This, well, it was subtly annoying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather had been good for days. Except for a brief rain on the third day after returning, it had been sunny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a good day, perfect for training.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said the same thing on a rainy day. Is there ever a bad day for training, Commander?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he muttered about the sunny day, Rem asked from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid thought for a moment and answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There isn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Maybe if you get hit on the head one more time, you’ll go back to normal. The Fairy Company Commander hasn’t given up on you, you can still become a normal person!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem shouted passionately. Encrid, who scolded him to wipe the sleep out of his eyes, continued his usual routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day it rained, but the schedule was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a day copied and pasted from the previous day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were many eyes in the barracks watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How should I put it? It didn’t even seem boring anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rain or shine, he was originally that kind of person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though his skills had improved, and he had become a Company Commander, nothing had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, Encrid was still Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two weeks after his return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On another fine day, after the lunchtime sparring, Rem wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and sat on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The apple cider was delicious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem casually said this, but it caught Encrid’s attention. It was intuition or a sixth sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like Rem had something to say but was beating around the bush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem, beating around the bush?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was so unusual that Encrid remained silent, waiting for Rem to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you have any left, sneak me some.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t any. All that was left was a little for emergencies, just enough for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had told them to sip it, but Rem had gulped it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Ragna had rarely left praise for the drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had said they enjoyed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxon had a couple of sips, and Audin drank about five sips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the fact that Rem dodged the question twice made Encrid think something was up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you kill someone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asking about the most suspicious thing first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m asking if you killed a superior officer from another unit while I wasn’t around.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this be something that could be covered up? If they hadn’t been caught so far, they must have hidden it well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem would be dealing with it afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you talking about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he didn’t kill anyone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you beat someone up? Cripple them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also a big problem, but better than killing someone. Although he hoped it hadn’t come to that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It wasn’t the 1st Company, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Suddenly I want to ask, what do you think of me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mad dog that snaps at the slightest provocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lunatic who beats up superiors if he doesn’t like them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pervert who torments soldiers for fun, and doubles the torment if he likes them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The look in your eyes, damn, I think I just got seriously hurt. I’ve never seen that look before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never before, huh? That was surprising too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had suspected, just a little, but it was just a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They usually cooled down with a few jokes like this and then went off to lunch. During that cooling-down time, Rem had started to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, as long as you didn’t kill or beat anyone, that’s good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid said, and Rem sighed, looked up at the sky, and started to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was cast sideways, and he was sitting under a tree about five steps away from Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t Battalion Commander Marcus transplanted that tree next to the training ground?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because a training ground without shade is too barren.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surprisingly meticulous person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting apart with the tree between them, Rem’s voice began to be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I was a child, my father first taught me how to use a spear. It was, well, fun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is he trying to say?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It suddenly reminded him of the words the evil spirit in the cursed sword had once spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Family, swordsmanship, bloodline, unfulfilled desires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These things had bound him to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did Rem have such things too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans are inherently tied to something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it be dreams, status, power, or Krona.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I learned hunting, which was fun too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this guy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I also learned swordsmanship, which was fun as well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he teach him how to speak anew? He spoke awkwardly now, stumbling over words, unlike when he mocked and tormented others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him like this made him seem even more vulnerable than Ragna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, all the current company members were similar when they talked about themselves. Awkward, stumbling, the clearest they spoke was when teaching swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know everything, but there were things he had learned by hearing bits and pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem was from the West, and Ragna from the North, among other things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This story from Rem was unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way he spoke was clumsy, but the content was worth listening to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Around that time, the Western War broke out. It wasn’t a pretty sight, but what could we do? We couldn’t just sit quietly when they came to kill us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wars were still frequent across the continent. Naurillia had recently expanded its war with Aspen to seize the Green Pearl Plains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In time, this would be known as the Green Pearl Plains War or something similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western War Rem mentioned was particularly brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of pioneer villages each claimed their own King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some referred to it not as the Western War but as the War of the Thrones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, one tribe emerged victorious, but it was a Pyrrhic victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, they had to submit to the Empire, having devastated and desolated the West.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Back then, I used a sword too, and that was fun. Why are you looking at me like that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like every weapon he picked up was fun for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what he said, it seemed Rem had also been active during the Western War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering his age now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You must have been around fifteen back then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, around that age.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only fifteen years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What was I doing then?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was I desperately trying to leave the village?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did I still believe I had some talent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a time when he believed that hard work would lead to success because time was fair to everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But time wasn’t fair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As you can tell just from Rem’s story, time can flow more generously for those with talent than for those without.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, there’s something I want to ask.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t make sense, lacked context, and unintentionally sounded like he was bragging about his genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also mentioned killing some bear-like person from a neighboring tribe during the war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even know who that was, so how could he care?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of it all, he posed a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you really going to become a Knight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was such a sudden question, but Encrid wasn’t fazed at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe because it was a question he always thought about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t Encrid asked himself the same thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Can I become one? Is it possible? What does it mean to be a Knight?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no answers in the repeated questions. Therefore, he took one step forward each day, because there was no other path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Literally, whether it rained or snowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether the sun shone brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even on the path taken for a mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even knowing today could end in death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t even enough to call it stubbornness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t a moment’s hesitation in the response. Encrid was calm. It was like any other day, like any other answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Rem, it felt fresh once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think it’s possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an honest answer. No one knows the future. Even the words of prophets aren’t to be trusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a few trivial words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, it was back to the usual routine: eating, resting, sparring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem didn’t ask the same question again. He was calm, but who could know what he was thinking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem was deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that man really does become a Knight, if that happens…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Should I go back and find what I left behind?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was quite a serious dilemma. If he were to retrieve what he left behind when he departed from his land, even if he couldn’t become what people call a Knight, he could at least reach the level of a Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shrewd people of the continent tend to narrow the path to Knighthood to a single way, but Rem thought differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, in the West, instead of ‘Knight’, they used the word ‘hero’. A hero to pioneer the continent, a term originating from ancient legends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Rem was once the top candidate among the next generation of heroes. He had been the best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of consideration, several thoughts flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Encrid wield his sword day and night, Rem made a decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I guess I’ll become a Knight too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem casually said. Normally, Encrid might have teased or mocked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can’t become a Knight just by beating up a superior.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you feeling alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem expected to hear something like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead, Encrid responded calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then followed with an almost obvious suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sparring?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem found himself strangely pleased by this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How remarkable it was, how consistently Encrid remained the same person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within that consistency, Rem appreciated the glimpse of something akin to respect in Encrid’s words and tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time Rem was sharing his resolution with Encrid, a figure with a black hood covering his face was watching the walls of the Border Guard from outside the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They’re tall.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be difficult for most monsters to leap over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what if it were a higher-level beast?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A temporary alliance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen bandits from the Black Blade emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This should be enough to cause a significant disturbance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[T\u002FL: Please support me AND read further chapters here: \u002Frevengerscans.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[T\u002FL: Subscribe for a membership on my Buy Me a Coffee page and receive 15 extra chapters upon joining, along with daily updates of one chapter: \u002Frevengerscans ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Additional Info: If anyone is facing the issue of payment on Ko-Fi, please contact me on ]\u003C\u002Fp>",2476,"2026-05-30T08:27:55.274Z","2026-06-01T04:30:45.896Z",1,"novelbin.me","209a223996f1ed77c6207c11c72f8986d4c535b276f52e628c34e15a10dae4ba","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-189","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-187",882,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-knight-who-eternally-regresses-cover.jpg"]