[{"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-198":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},427823,689,"Chapter 197","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-198",198,"\u003Cp>Vancento devised the best plan for the given situation. No, he had devised one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After killing the guards, including that bastard Encrid and his companions, he would seize this opportunity to join forces with Martai and overthrow the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even added that this should have been done long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Vancento can no longer speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person whose head is split open and buried in the ground cannot speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid searched the bodies and the carriage, taking what he needed, and buried the corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Not bad.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A generous pouch of gold coins, a few jewels, and some black stones whose use he couldn’t discern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could they be sold? He wasn’t sure, but he took them anyway, thinking they might be converted into gold coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After stuffing the gold and other items into his backpack and taking the black dagger used by the guard, he had gathered everything he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt like he had looted everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I feel like a thief.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How about forming a band of thieves when we get out of the army? Encrid’s Thieves’ Guild?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem joked. Despite his words, he wasn’t the type to steal from innocent people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid and his companions moved immediately without resting. Naturally, Dunbachel, tied to the rope, had to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no chance to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had told them about the ambush site.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite mentioning that some of the core forces of the Black Blade Bandits might be there, they were full of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rough wilderness, black sun, breaking ground, shattering sky.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem suddenly started singing a song that might be heard in a western frontier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a particularly good song, but Rem’s voice was surprisingly excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Breaking the sky and charging to destroy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she listened to the song with half an ear, she could hear the other two talking ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How’s your sword technique coming along? Have you mastered it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve memorized it all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the complexity of the question, the answer was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blonde who asked the question hesitated for a while. It seemed like he was choosing his words carefully. Then he suddenly spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stretching your left hand is to guide the opponent to your right. You shouldn’t ignore the meaning of the movement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah. Got it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid, the leader, nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Got it?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbachel was bewildered. What on earth were they talking about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There is meaning in the steps and in the hand that holds the sword, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blonde nodded lightly and cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Every movement has meaning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Dunbachel couldn’t fully understand the conversation, she grasped one thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s about swordsmanship.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was still bewildered. Why were they so confident?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was stirring in her chest. Although she couldn’t pinpoint what it was, one thing was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curiosity suddenly sprang up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was curious about who these people were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid listened to Ragna’s words and gained a small realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was what he needed to hear at the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna had grasped this from just one battle and conveyed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though his verbal skills were terrible and he expressed it messily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That can be understood if you listen well.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There is no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid reiterated the teaching by speaking in reverse to organize his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Every movement in swordsmanship has meaning.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is correct to fully understand those meanings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had also felt something when dealing with the enemies at the rear before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The harmony of Valen Mercenary Sword Technique and swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it is up to the person holding the sword to wield it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Understanding and internalizing it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he fully understood, he could deconstruct and use it, and extract the necessary movements at the required moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna’s words started with the meaning of the movements, but for Encrid, they ended with the attitude towards learning swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Intermediate swordsmanship, once you fully understand the current techniques.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna said from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After you understand and internalize what you’re learning now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both nodded as they looked ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s an ambush ahead, isn’t there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem had just finished his song, and the conversation with Ragna had ended. The beastman from behind spoke. No, she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was force in her voice, not hiding her bewilderment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s your name again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid turned his head slightly and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt as if she had asked several times, but the beastman answered with eyes that said, ‘What does my name matter?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dunbachel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, Dunbachel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid tried to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why they were heading straight for the ambush site, why they were taking this risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid did not consider the ambush ahead as a crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who had conveyed the strength of himself and his companions to the other side?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be the dead noble and his guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the Black Blade attackers were dead, and the only survivor was the beastman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this beastman had secretly conveyed a message, it would be a different story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘There’s no sign of that.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There hadn’t been any opportunity for her to do so, but sometimes you can feel things just by looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden eyes mixed with questions, curiosity, and something resembling longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beastman Dunbachel was simply asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why head into the ambush?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the elite few were waiting without understanding this side’s strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Then an ambush wouldn’t really be an ambush.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, all these calculations could go wrong and they could face danger. That possibility always exists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if the Black Blade went half-mad and committed more than half their forces here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘There’s no way.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The probability of that happening was exceedingly low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Krais acknowledged, Encrid’s mind worked quite well when he chose to use it, even though he often didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The expression might be somewhat bothersome, but it wasn’t a bad remark. Encrid knew this well himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If it were me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were the leader of the Black Blade group, he would send exactly twice the forces he had sent before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be sufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If more concern was needed, he would add someone whose specialty was assassination rather than fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, from the start, the strength composition would be mismatched. Not only was he here, but so were Rem and Ragna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna, yawning widely and mumbling about being sleepy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem, kicking rocks as he walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no tension visible at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, both were overwhelmingly stronger than Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is why it would be a mistake to underestimate their strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was what Encrid believed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbachel kept insisting there was an ambush ahead, questioning why they were just marching forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was an answer to that, but explaining it fully would take too long, and there was no need to convince the golden-eyed beastman in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re asking why we’re heading towards the ambush, it’s simple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused briefly, then added one more thing as he looked into the yearning eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want to swing my sword more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a lie. He had made calculations, but it was also a desire he held in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, Dunbachel’s golden pupils shook wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why for such a simple reason?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But also because it was the right reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krimhalt’s teachings surged from deep within her heart, striking her head like a fountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if someone had struck a bell right next to her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Bloom and wither on the battlefield.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krimhalt, the God she believed in, had said to bloom and wither on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man before her intended to do just that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, she recalled the words of the fortune-teller she had heard when she was driven out of his village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you wish to die in the future, there will be a guide by your side.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, she thought it was merely words of pity, but now it felt different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbachel had prepared for death but survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose whim had caused that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because of the man in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between Dunbachel’s jealousy, envy, and admiration, a gentle breeze of desire began to grow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I want to bear this man’s child.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, it would be impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hybrids of beastmen and humans were rarely born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desire was not singular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I want to stay by his side.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I want to stay by his side. I want to learn about his life. I want to die beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These complex and subtle desires burned in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid glanced at those eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What’s up with her eyes?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he had gotten used to seeing people with crazed eyes lately, but this was the first time he’d seen eyes like these.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were somehow both sensuous and intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But why didn’t Esther come along?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he looked into the beastwoman Dunbachel’s eyes, Rem suddenly asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avoiding those eyes, Encrid answered Rem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How would I know? Our Esther is quite the fickle one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid joked, and Rem laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Esther hears that, she might scribble a music score on your face, but you’re not entirely wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes she acted like she’d never leave his side, and other times she would wander off for days without returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her actions certainly made the label ‘fickle’ seem appropriate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked leisurely, they climbed a small hill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few small trees came into view, and soon there were enough trees to obscure their vision to the sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The path was cluttered. Stones jutted out of the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ants marched in lines, carrying what looked like the corpses of dead insects. They moved diligently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t an easy path to walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked, it felt more like a small hillock than a hill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they crossed this place, it would be a two-day walk to the agreed-upon location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place where the envoy and the Black Blade were supposed to meet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that meeting was now meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leaves rustled in the wind, and sunlight streamed through the gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather was good. The wind wasn’t stifling, and the sunlight filtered through the leaves wasn’t too hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they moved forward, a clearing came into view, beyond which dense foliage and thorns mixed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a dead-end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is as far as you go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About ten people were visible inside the clearing. One of them spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three women and seven men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, there was someone with an axe, someone standing with both hands lowered, someone sitting neatly on a fairly large rock, and even someone perched on a branch above. �\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A motley crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold tension filled the air. The speaker glared, and Encrid and his group stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, what to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tension hung in the air. In the midst of it, Encrid opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, an ambush.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was theatrical. And his acting was terrible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, we’ve been caught.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem joined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is so surprising.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna added something similar, picking at the sleep from his eyes, making it seem like he was genuinely surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this, Dunbachel remained bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An impromptu play here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To think you were waiting for us here. Such meticulous people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid continued, impressively picking his ear while talking about meticulousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Totally unexpected. I’m trembling in my boots.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem said, picking his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even while picking his nose, Rem’s handsome face didn’t lose its charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was so surprised I almost bit my tongue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Encrid spoke, he chewed on a candy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was sweet. But where did that candy come from?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbachel, who had been watching, couldn’t help but wonder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh, I want to run away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid said, and Rem, who always enjoyed teasing others, played along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What were they doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a provocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to their words, which immediately got under the skin, even Dunbachel felt annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how would their opponents feel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are they insane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them expressed bewilderment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you all have a death wish?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman feigning composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re dead men anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One who didn’t even care about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These fucking bastards?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even one who was angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing these reactions, Encrid nodded and looked at Rem. Rem looked back at Encrid, snorted, and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They seemed quite pleased with their opponents’ reactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t run away, stay here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blonde with red eyes, Ragna, said, then stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was ever a moment to escape, it was now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Dunbachel chose to watch instead of running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to know, to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly were these three relying on to come here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their opponents were known as some of the best within the Black Blade group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbachel still didn’t fully know the skills of Encrid, Rem, and Ragna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve never seen anyone like you in my life. Seeing that Vancento isn’t here, I assume you’ve already dealt with him. Did you know we were waiting and came anyway?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bearded man standing at the front said. His weapon was a halberd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp point and the axe blade attached to the side were about the size of a palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even just seeing the way he held it at an angle showed he wasn’t an easy opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one got caught by that axe blade, their skull would burst like a ripe fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did you know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid asked, “How did you know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…You’ve got a natural talent for getting under people’s skin, don’t you?” said the man with the halberd, glaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem chuckled and said, “Correct! I’ve never met someone with such a sharp tongue in my life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid felt wronged. “I was just being sincere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he did intend to tease a bit, but wasn’t that a natural thing to say in this situation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did you know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the perfect line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, instead of trying to win with words, it’s better to come at us with your weapons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem said, as if concluding the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man with the halberd frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated for a moment, really just a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Did they come knowing about the ambush?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t much time to ponder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s there to think about!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brawler moved first, wearing knuckles with flat iron plates on his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid’s tactic was to provoke them, anticipating their suspicion and hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So their reaction was exactly what he had hoped for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the brawler step forward, the man with the halberd had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘We’ll kill them.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force gathered here was recognized within their local branch of the Black Blade. They were known as the ‘Ten Blades’ excluding the branch leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this area, when their ten gathered, they didn’t think they could be defeated by anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as it wasn’t a Knight order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering that the Red Cape Knights wouldn’t be here in this situation, the man with the halberd was confident of victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, he was. 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