[{"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-260":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},427973,689,"Chapter 258","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-260",260,"\u003Cp>\"What, are you the only busy one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid blinked twice, staring at the dwarf girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a dissonance between what he thought he had been doing and the reality before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took stock of his body first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach ached as if he hadn’t eaten in days. His muscles trembled as though they had been pushed to their limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision blurred—not a severe problem but a symptom of exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not ordinary fatigue, either. It felt as though he’d climbed a mountain without food or rest for several days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body felt heavy, a bone-deep weariness spreading through his limbs. His grip was weak, his hands barely able to hold a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made no sense. His body was conditioned to handle days of intense training without rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How long has it been?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid asked, flexing and unflexing his fist. The strain on his body was palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're as shameless as an elf,\" the dwarf girl said with a bemused smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid didn’t need her answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, he spotted Rem and Ragna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem, picking at his ear, spoke first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three days and a little more. Enjoy yourself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was it worth it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna, arms crossed, asked in his typical blunt manner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring their questions, Enkrid turned inward, reflecting on his state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memories of the past days came to him as if in a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every moment, every step had been a revelation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of those steps, he had immersed himself completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seized his goal, reached his destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had created a sword technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t something he could name or fully articulate yet, but it was clear—he had forged a new form of the Flexible Sword Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master swordsmen often refined their techniques late in life, passing them down only after decades of mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the most skilled practitioners merely polished existing styles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Enkrid had created one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the overwhelming fatigue, the thought of honing and mastering this new technique filled him with exhilaration. A smile of pure joy spread across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're smiling? Did you lose it completely?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, dwarf girl,\" Rem interjected, pointing a finger at his temple and spinning it mockingly. \"I was already planning to drag him to the big temple in the capital for some treatment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid, consumed by his joy and triumph, didn’t respond to their banter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like you’re loving this a bit too much,\" Rem teased, but his words fell on deaf ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna, observing silently, nodded to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was worth it,\" Ragna said simply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf girl, a wanderer who had roamed the continent for over a decade, watched it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with her experience and insight, what she witnessed was rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of talent or disposition, Enkrid and his companions were, in the purest sense, madmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf had arrived the day before Enkrid woke, though she hadn’t been allowed near him until then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Enkrid finally stirred, her complaints had grown so loud they brought her in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then just leave the weapons and go,\" she’d been told.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the dwarf shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I always see the faces of the ones who will use my weapons. That’s my rule.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young dwarf was adamant about personally delivering her creations. It was a principle she followed with near-obsessive discipline—a quirk of her kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite grumbling about wasted time, she’d stayed for this reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her irritation quickly dissipated, though.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see,\" Enkrid said, ignoring his fatigue and listening attentively to her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of his subordinates either lounged about, ignored others entirely, or made a show of dispensing divine wisdom. Others refused to engage at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss, though better than most, was often too busy to be reliable company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid’s attentive demeanor, therefore, stood out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young dwarf found herself disarmed by his willingness to listen. His ability to lend an ear was perhaps unparalleled on the continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At least you’ve gone mad gracefully,\" she muttered, handing over the weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her delivery included two swords and two axes, carefully laid out on a broad leather spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked one up and explained, \"To be honest, smithing isn’t my specialty. My talent lies elsewhere. But this is better than the junk most people make.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid acknowledged her self-assessment with a nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She handed him a sword, its hilt extended toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grasped it, feeling its weight—a sturdy, short blade thicker than most. Slightly longer than a shortsword, it resembled a modified gladius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drawing the blade, he watched the steel emerge smoothly from its sheath. The silvery blade’s contours were sleek and elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beautifully made,\" Rem remarked, observing it closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf had crafted a weapon that could be described as handsome, even charismatic—something that would stand out whether wielded by a man or woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I figured you’d need a solid backup weapon. You’ve got a good sword already,\" she said, gesturing to the blade at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had crafted this sword without him requesting it, yet her reasoning was sound. Enkrid’s main sword was a masterpiece, and her ability to discern that without seeing it in use was impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Testing the new blade, Enkrid swung it a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he liked most was its balance. The center of gravity rested just above the hilt, making it exceptionally stable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s built to cut, throw, block, and smash. Use it however you like,\" she explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade felt solid in his hands, equally satisfying for slashing and thrusting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throwing it into the air, he caught it deftly, spinning it before bringing it to rest. The balance was flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he practiced, his movements were smoother than before—marked by a new flexibility that hinted at his recent transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few noticed the change, but those who did were impressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid nodded in satisfaction, and the dwarf silently admired him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad,\" she thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone to evolve this much in such a short time—it wasn’t just talent. It was a culmination of relentless effort and coincidence aligning perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, to the dwarf, it looked like sheer natural ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where’s mine?\" Rem interjected impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf casually tossed him two axes, which he caught with practiced ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One axe had a sharp spike at its end, suitable for both striking and piercing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other had been forged from a melted-down glaive, creating a heavier weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heavy. I like it,\" Rem commented, clearly pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna also received his weapon—a northern-style zweihander, with a thick blade and a large pommel and grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I went with northern finishes,\" the dwarf said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she claimed not to be a master craftsman, her work left everyone satisfied. Seeing their reactions, she smiled, clearly pleased with her efforts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, that wraps it up. See you next time,\" she said, turning to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before departing, she looked at Kraiss, who had been silently observing the exchange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Human kid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her appearance made her seem like the \"kid,\" the tone suited her perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you ever become worth something, I’ll think about making you something too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss, unsure of what she meant but understanding it as a promise to meet again, nodded with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the dwarf left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she was gone, all eyes turned to Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How’s your body holding up? You’ve been skipping meals to swing a sword,\" Kraiss asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As you can see,\" Enkrid replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While his muscles were strained and his stomach empty, he wasn’t at the point of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew Enkrid had undergone a transformative experience. Yet no one pried further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only ones who had commented were Rem and Ragna, shortly after he’d regained his senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumor had it that while Enkrid was lost in his trance, oblivious to his surroundings, his companions had taken shifts guarding him and driving off intruders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Commander Torres had remarked later, \"You were harder to meet than a king.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the dwarf’s departure, Enkrid slept for an entire day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He woke briefly to eat, then slept again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he felt it had only been a moment, three days had passed since he began his intense focus, during which he’d trained ceaselessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At times, he’d moved fast and forcefully; at others, slow and deliberate, like a sea turtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t rested once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his body was taxed, the training had pushed his limits, and his conditioned physique recovered quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he woke fully, he felt as good as new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second afternoon, Enkrid called for Rem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barbarian had been idly polishing his axes, bored from pestering Dunbakel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been waiting,\" Rem said, springing to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sparring began, and the results were clear—Enkrid couldn’t win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, he lost more easily than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Again,\" he said, repeatedly challenging Rem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he failed to succeed completely, every attempt helped him internalize his new technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they finished, well past midnight, Enkrid was drenched in sweat but deeply satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sparring sessions energized the others as well. Ragna, training more rigorously than ever, even sparred with Zimmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin spent more time in prayer, his expression softening noticeably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel, inspired by Enkrid’s focus, attempted the Isolation Technique, with Audin stepping in to guide her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Teresa trained in silence, refining her shield and sword techniques with renewed vigor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid’s transformation had become a catalyst for them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the wild horse roamed nearby, fascinating the soldiers with its peculiar behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike ordinary horses, it dug a pit for its waste and displayed unusual intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wish we could saddle it,\" lamented the stablemaster, though he dared not approach it for fear of its deadly aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid watched the creature with mild curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should I give it a name?\" he wondered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, he decided to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third day after the dwarf’s departure, it was time to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exploring the market and meeting with the lord, Kraiss announced it was time to return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s head back,\" Enkrid said, leading the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lord bid them farewell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May fortune be with you,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They departed at dawn, leaving the domain behind as the sun rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss led the way, guiding them on foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wild horse was the only mount that accompanied them, walking calmly beside Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow began to fall gently, white flakes melting on their armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Snow again,\" Kraiss muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those devil bastards are at it again,\" Rem grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they continued, passing between two ridges, a group blocked their path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them was a familiar face.\u003C\u002Fp>",1751,"2026-05-30T08:27:55.568Z","2026-06-01T04:30:45.896Z",1,"novelbin.me","d75aa3d8a635ff74cde0e115b40e6230453d2fc9e8f215dc2b8d09942dcb1364","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-229","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-228",882,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-knight-who-eternally-regresses-cover.jpg"]