[{"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-204":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},427929,689,"Chapter 203","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-204",204,"\u003Cp>They wore the clothes of those who entered through the castle gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid moved straight outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, where are you going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soldier who was helping guide the residents from the castle wall shouted. Encrid lifted the old, wide-brimmed hat that covered his head. His eyes became visible, and he met the gaze of the soldier who called out to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue, clear eyes, along with a visible nose and lips. It wasn’t difficult to recognize who he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A walk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain Encrid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recently, it was rare to find someone in the city who didn’t recognize Encrid’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had left Krais behind. That guy was useless in a frontal battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the crowding residents, he moved in the opposite direction, which naturally made him stand out a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt like a fish swimming upstream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t matter if his allies saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The important thing was that the enemy didn’t see him. It was still too early for the enemy scouts to be within visual range. So, it was a perfect time to go out and hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid said and started running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“An ambush?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finn, who was running beside him, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finn didn’t say anything more. She didn’t question what an ambush meant with less than ten people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having spent some time with Audin, she had felt a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Madmen Platoon was full of monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That included Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus was stroking his beard as he stood on the gallery above the castle wall when his adjutant, who had come with him from the Kingdom, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will it be alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that he doubted Encrid’s strength. He believed in him. But aside from trust, it also looked precarious. Aside from trust, it appeared that way on the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why they had prepared a backup plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know. Not sure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why are you smiling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant couldn’t read any worry or concern in Marcus’s expression. He found it truly curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time he had seen Marcus speak so passionately and the first time he had seen him smile like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No, I’ve seen it a few times.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen such a smile when Marcus discovered his favorite tea leaves, bid for them at an auction, and successfully acquired them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a smile seen when he found something precious and all that remained was to enjoy it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It might be fun, if nothing else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t someone who found battlefields fun. But saying it like this meant there was a reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant realized that Marcus had a considerable amount of expectations for Encrid, the Company Commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just expectations, it seemed like he was simply enjoying it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The forces without a crest are likely the Viscount’s Army of Bentra. Count Molsen might have sent people too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Molsen had the nickname of a talent collector. He had many skilled subordinates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus had expected this. Hiding their crest was because they couldn’t help openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Count Molsen also wanted to cut and devour the chunk of meat that was the Border Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was troublesome, and it meant that even a big predator had joined the fray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with Molsen, you never knew what cunning trick he might pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus didn’t concern himself with matters beyond his reach. After all, they couldn’t ask for help from the central authority, and if this was a gamble, it made sense to bet everything on the one card he trusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn’t even think of it as a gamble, there was nothing more to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But why isn’t the Independent Company Commander coming up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus asked. At the time when all the commanders were gathering on the gallery, only Encrid was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Over there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Marcus asked, the sharp-eyed Fairy Company Commander pointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Residents engaged in farming and other auxiliary tasks were entering from outside the castle walls. And some were moving against this flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how well they hid, it was hard to conceal Audin’s large frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the Fairy Company Commander had recognized Encrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s going out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No orders had been given yet. Marcus had merely granted him the authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Ha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus let out a small exclamation. He had a rough idea of what Encrid was trying to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if it worked, the enemy would have a very complex start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile naturally formed on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commander of Martai was named Olf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to be called a general, and he had the abilities to justify it. He had proven himself in personal combat and as a commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his adjutants also called him General.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nickname of the Border Guard’s leader was Battalion Commander, while the leader of Martai was called General.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, it didn’t matter what they called themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General, we’re ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The mangonels?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eight in total. No problems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mangonels were mobile stone-throwing siege engines operated by six strong men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their advantage was that they were mobile and didn’t require setup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although less powerful than trebuchets, they were easier to operate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they had wheels, they were considered mobile siege artillery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trebuchets, on the other hand, required setup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olf thought eight mangonels were more than sufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In addition, there was support from the crestless forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commander of those forces approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t think there’s any need to drag this out, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know the man’s name or face. The man had brown eyes and a scruffy mustache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t look older than thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the man showed some courtesy, it didn’t seem like he respected Olf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, he must have something to rely on to have come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olf didn’t mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was one of the commanders of the Viscount’s Army of Bentra. He didn’t seem interested in command, but that wasn’t Olf’s concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of worrying about such things, it was more beneficial to focus on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was better to assess the enemy’s strength than waste time on trivial thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olf kept an eye on those who had performed well in previous battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, or perhaps not, the Viscount’s Army of Bentra had two commanders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other one was more communicative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, this second commander was in charge of most of the troop control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That second commander had said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Encrid? Ah, that guy? Half of it is bravado. He goes around boasting impossible achievements. If I meet him on the battlefield, I plan to put a hole in his throat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pointed Estoc at his waist gave weight to his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olf nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, weren’t they fighting together?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were unusual, though.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first commander, with his bored expression, just followed along and occasionally urged them to hurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Whatever.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victory in this battlefield was predetermined, and he was the main actor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By devouring the Border Guard, he would turn this area into a new eastern bridgehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grand dreams soared high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around that time, it began to rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rain fell from a clear sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a prank of the summer God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olf was on horseback at the rear of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few houses were visible outside the Border Guard’s walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no sign of life in the houses abandoned by the residents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mangonels moved along the well-cleared path. Naturally, it was the path between the houses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the siege engines lined up and moving through the houses was reassuring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thin rain began to make the ground slick, so it was time to hurry before the path turned muddy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Olf’s command, the soldiers quickened their pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prank of the summer God, that’s what they called rain falling from a clear sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a kind of superstition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, there were no Gods representing each season.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different regions called it different things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the west, they said it was the result of some sorcerer’s mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid had once heard Rem say that while watching this kind of rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid wasn’t overly tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he was just doing what he had to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That didn’t mean he planned to do it half-heartedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Is the summer God helping us?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was raining, visibility was slightly reduced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a good condition for those hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predicting the path the enemy would take wasn’t difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was thanks to experience. If there were siege engines, they would naturally take the well-cleared paths, passing between the houses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His prediction was correct. Anything with wheels needed a clear path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the sound of wheels rolling was heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They opened the doors of the houses made of a mix of mud and wood, hiding behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin couldn’t hide that way, so he was inside the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem, Ragna, and Dunbachel were behind the door of the house on the opposite side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this side were Encrid, Jaxon, and Audin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finn was further back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Destroy the siege engines and retreat.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid relied on his past experience. There was no need to burn everything in one battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could gradually wear them down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a strategy or a tactical war plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was simply applying what he had learned from the battle with the knolls, but it seemed plausible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid hid behind the door, watching as the mangonel passed by with a creaking sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, raining now of all times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soldier from the enemy army grumbled as he pushed the mangonel and made eye contact with Encrid. Encrid spoke in a calm tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Audin, break it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier’s eyes widened. The surprised man opened his mouth to shout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh, thunk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dagger flew from Jaxon’s hand and embedded itself in the man’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man, hit in the forehead by the knife, fell back against the siege engine with a thud. His limbs went limp as he collapsed to the ground like an old wooden puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ambush!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were more than ten men pulling the siege engine. It wasn’t possible to silence them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid also jumped out. He stepped on the ground and drew his sword, making three stabbing motions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thrust to the left in a diagonal line, pulled back, thrust straight ahead, and finally thrust to the right in a diagonal line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three stabs created three casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three screams rang out simultaneously. The first man was stabbed through his mouth, creating a hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second man was stabbed through the throat, and the third, with extra force, pierced through his leather armor and into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a technique that combined finesse and power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the midst of this, Audin burst out. The wall crumbled as he emerged, startling the enemy soldiers even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Ack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shouts of surprise were varied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin stood by the siege engine, grabbed it with his left hand, and pulled back his right fist before striking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid recognized that this move also incorporated the Valaf-Style Martial Arts technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed his left foot forward and twisted his ankle, knee, and waist. The resulting punch was like a cannonball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous noise, like a summer God’s prank, exploded amidst the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raindrops scattered in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mangonel wasn’t a delicate siege engine. Its rough construction was its strength. But that didn’t mean its clutch, trigger, and wheels weren’t important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any structured weapon had clear weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Audin didn’t concern himself with that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shattered the thick wooden frame that supported the mangonel’s structure with his fists, sending splintered wood flying amidst the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a few punches, he destroyed the siege engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more than just great strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only an ogre or giant, a monster among monsters, could do such a thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Frog wouldn’t be able to do this easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bless the humble servant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destroying siege engines with his bare fists and saying such things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid once again admired his sincerity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A similar scene was unfolding on the opposite side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over there, Rem was playing Audin’s role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His axe shattered the mangonel’s basket, and he cut through all the tough ropes that acted as triggers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna leisurely walked, slicing, cutting, and stabbing the approaching enemy soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, form ranks! Don’t charge recklessly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A commander among the siege engines shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had lost the two front engines, but they couldn’t just let it continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to retreat and regroup for a counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commander thought this and was about to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ggurrggh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, regardless of his thoughts, the meaning he held in his heart would never be spoken aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid saw a shadow suddenly appear behind the commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Jaxon. He slit the commander’s throat from behind with a dagger, threw the corpse aside, and then stabbed a soldier near the rear siege engine, killing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dodge and stab. The simple moves increased the number of casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin focused on destroying the siege engines instead of fighting the soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of resounding crashes followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, all eyes turned to Audin, and while they were momentarily distracted, Jaxon vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Retreat, retreat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the shadow slicing the throats of those shouting remained. Combining momentary acceleration with his dagger, Jaxon picked off soldiers trying to regroup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid swung his sword, thinking it was a familiar scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy soldiers were lined up in front of him as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbachel fought only those who got close to Ragna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finn had initially kept her distance and stayed in the house at the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was observing the entire situation from behind rather than participating directly in the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was, of course, Encrid’s order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They charged and advanced. Destroying the eight siege engines lined up wasn’t a difficult task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a soldier who tried to stop Audin. He grabbed and threw the approaching soldier with tremendous force and charged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rammed the siege engine with his shoulder, toppling it sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed unbelievable, but it was happening right before their eyes, leaving them in astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time it took to destroy all eight siege engines was just about ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The summer God’s prank was originally brief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During that short prank, Martai lost eight siege engines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beeeep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finn blew a prepared whistle. The main enemy force was beginning to move. At the sharp-eyed ranger’s signal, Encrid retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, the others followed suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbachel was the first to sprint. Watching the beastkin dash away, everyone retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle hadn’t even properly begun, nor had they started shouting about surrendering in front of the castle walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martai had lost their siege engines, and the soldiers of the Border Guard, who had been tense due to the enemy forces, regained their composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid turned and ran. If they fled like this, it would be a successful operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Encrid suddenly stopped running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem noticed and spoke. Encrid turned completely around instead of answering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the halted enemy forces behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some hadn’t grasped the situation, some stared dumbly in their direction, some shouted to pursue, some glared with wide eyes, and some lay on the ground with bewildered expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had brought them to this state?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had stopped them in their tracks?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hot sensation surged from his lower belly to his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you coming?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finn raised her voice. Everyone looked at their commander’s back, wondering what he was doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encrid, for some reason, just felt like doing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to release that hot sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My name is Encrid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He declared his name while standing still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you retreat now, you can live.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his voice calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a scream or a shout. It was an appropriate resonance. Even so, it spread wide, deep, and loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eyes of the enemy soldiers in the front line fixed on Encrid. Dozens, hundreds of pairs of eyes. Encrid met their gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a display of boldness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden surge of audacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why he said it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A declaration of war and a warning, imbued with his own name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s eyes focused on him. It was an unprecedentedly bold act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is he crazy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem said, but it gave their own soldiers an indescribable thrill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uwaaaaa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the cheers grew louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To stop in front of more than a thousand enemy soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To shout in front of them with such spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if they were witnessing the hero of a story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get a grip. 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