[{"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-283":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},428063,689,"Chapter 281","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-283",283,"\u003Cp>\"Hey, King Eyeball.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid called out to Kraiss, who had been rambling on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy blinked at him, staring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was he being consumed by anxiety?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simple. He had spent his entire life getting trampled on. One wrong step meant either dying or suffering a wound that was close enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I've heard there are people out there who would go for their own ass if things went south.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scratch. Enkrid scratched his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world does not welcome the untainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pure are bound to be stained sooner or later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once you spill ink on a blank canvas, it can never be undone. The same went for Kraiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid the worst-case scenario, he always predicted the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he constantly envisioned disaster, his mind shut down when actually cornered. It happened the first time he froze up on the battlefield and nearly got himself killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid knew this because he had experienced it firsthand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bastard’s brain had short-circuited again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it was all just speculation. If he was wrong, then so be it, but if he was right, it would make persuading Kraiss a lot easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up. If we fight, we fight. If we die, we die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel, who had been listening from the side, spoke. Her tone and demeanor were blunt and to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must have rubbed him the wrong way. She was talking as if they were all going to drop dead any second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, that wasn't entirely wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People died all the time in battle, taking blind strikes from stray blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid knew that well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could die, but he also might not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not everything went the way one wanted, but he could at least try to make things go as planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For that, he needed King Eyeball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More specifically, he needed King Eyeball when he wasn’t malfunctioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That bastard’s possessed. Smack him, knock some sense into him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lying on his side like a caterpillar, Rem muttered from his cot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winter turned barbarians into caterpillars. It was a sight Enkrid saw every year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A reasonable suggestion, but unnecessary violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already tried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a good slap across the battlefield hadn’t knocked sense back into the guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next to him, Audin clasped his hands together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pray. If you pray, everything will be fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obviously, praying wasn’t going to fix this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he called on divine power, it wouldn’t snap Kraiss out of his current state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Enkrid already knew what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips parted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, if shit hits the fan, let’s just run.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss, blinking in bewilderment, stopped shaking and stared at him. His trembling legs came to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If things go south, it’s not like it’d be hard to pluck you out and make a run for it. And that’s not even counting Rem or the others. Do you really think the rest of them are going to die here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he needed to give Kraiss wasn’t fear but reassurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fingers hovering near his lips, debating whether to bite his nails, dropped down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept from Rem to Ragna, then to Jaxon and Audin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem like they were going to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, there was Teresa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even inside the barracks, she wore her iron mask and muttered about being a wandering knight. Would a half-giant like her go down so easily?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Dunbakel, well… she might die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One beastwoman croaking doesn’t concern you, does it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid’s words slipped in at just the right moment. As Kraiss reevaluated the worst-case scenario, his scrambled mind started to reset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision cleared. The fog obscuring his thoughts dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trembling legs steadied, his restless hands stilled. His blinking eyes returned to their usual gleam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His erratic pupils settled, focusing again. At the same time, his soft brown eyes curved into a smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, true. Still, Dunbakel, you should try not to die. Put in some effort.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said it with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should I just kill you first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel calmly pulled out a claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rem, the beastwoman’s bullying me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss was back to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Eyeball Kraiss whined at Rem about how he was being treated unfairly, but when Rem, the caterpillar, twitched as if to rise, Kraiss immediately scurried behind Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Captain, aren’t you going to the war council? Graham’s going to lose his damn mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, I’m going.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving Kraiss behind might mean getting claw marks carved into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a small sigh, Enkrid took Kraiss with him and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among those who remained, Audin was the first to let out a chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The company commander brothers are truly fascinating people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When had he realized that praying alone didn’t solve everything?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t during his time as an inquisitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had all started here—on the battlefield, in the barracks. With one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man who did not retreat and who knew how to look after those around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blade was not wielded for himself alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What does it mean to be a knight?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What does it mean to be a priest? To be a servant of God?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden revelation pulled Audin into deep contemplation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among those present, not a single one was agonizing over the battle or war that lay ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone attacks? Then you fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the extent of how most of them used their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, Rem, the caterpillar, quietly dozed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna drew his sword again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t as if he had seen their captain throwing himself into training like a madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he had seen was Enkrid soothing Kraiss with a few words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, he felt something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something he couldn't quite put into words made his chest itch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teresa, for one, felt a sudden surge of battle lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I want to fight.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t necessarily have to be Enkrid right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant’s blood in her veins led her toward the battlefield. The changing air prickled at every hair on her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, whatever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel still seemed as thoughtless as ever, but oddly enough, that felt like a good thing at the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxon remained expressionless as always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, on the inside, he silently agreed with Audin’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A fascinating man.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner of the barracks, Esther had slipped in unnoticed, lying low and observing everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of everyone present, she was the one most astonished by Enkrid’s actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single sentence, he had restored a man's sanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If what he had spoken just now wasn’t magic, then what else could be considered a spell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chirp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther licked her front paw. A habit from shifting into a leopard. She stretched out her limbs and lay down, letting the warmth of her fur envelop her in comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shift in the atmosphere was something every member of the company could feel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it wasn’t just the company— the entire barracks sensed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that changed nothing. The ones who were going to run had already fled long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Enkrid stepped into the war council room, that much was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like some seats are empty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graham, the battalion commander, had restructured the Heavy Infantry Company, turning it into an independent company under his direct command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In exchange, he appointed Palto as the new commander of the 1st Company, with separate appointments for the 2nd and 3rd Companies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of this, Venzance was now the 3rd Company Commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since they had recruited more people recently, there was enough flexibility in the organization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough, in fact, to divert the core of the Heavy Infantry Company into an independent force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Venzance, newly appointed as company commander, walked in, the first thing he said was:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is everyone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over half of the people from the previous meetings were missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They ran.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They packed up their valuables and fled in the middle of the night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Palto answered. As the officer currently in charge of internal security, he was well aware of the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You let them go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venzance asked, his expression darkening. Just letting them go? Shouldn’t they have been hunted down and dealt with?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abandoning the domain in its time of crisis— these nobles were scum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they were just allowed to leave?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venzance lived by the motto: A grudge should be repaid tenfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, Palto’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he questioning how he handled things?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was already tense. A single spark could set it ablaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as the atmosphere was reaching its peak, a bright voice cut through the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course they should be let go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice came from behind Enkrid. Everyone’s attention shifted to Kraiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss had no interest in wasting time on pointless arguments or debates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The Captain said he’d save me if things went to hell, anyway.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no reason to fear for his life. At the very least, his safety was guaranteed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just by the captain—he had backup escape plans of his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason he had panicked earlier was because he kept imagining the worst-case scenario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That was a ridiculous thought anyway.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like, what if dozens of wolf-beasts were guarding the escape tunnel he had secretly prepared?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or what if a spy from the Black Blades was stationed there under secret orders to kill him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It was all nonsense.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, the unease had clouded his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now? Now he was fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head was working at full capacity again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really think those three will join forces?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of the discussion about the runaway nobles, Kraiss suddenly thrust the real issue onto the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if nothing had happened, he smoothly continued the conversation from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid thought Kraiss had an exceptional way with words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they were a destabilizing factor from within, it was better to get rid of them early. Marcus wanted to throw them all out ages ago. Didn’t you know that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venzance didn’t. He wasn’t the sharpest mind in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loyal and relentless, yes. But not exactly a tactician.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s true.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graham nodded. He looked exhausted— probably hadn’t slept well for days. His gaze settled on Kraiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re with the Independent Company?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kraiss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid’s Independent Company was famous in many ways, but what stood out the most was its sheer combat ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss, by contrast, was a face known only to those who paid close attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graham was at least vaguely aware of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But up until now, he hadn’t given Kraiss much thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet just now… what had he said?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graham’s interest shifted toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss spoke in an even tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Azpen won’t make a move right away. The defenses at Green Pearl have been reinforced for years. If they try to tear down the fortifications one by one, the losses will be too great.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But the battalion commander stationed at Green Pearl is already calling for urgent reinforcements.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss naturally stepped forward, standing beside Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus was absent. The situation was already very, very, very bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid the absolute worst outcome, Kraiss had to do his part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why he was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least, he needed to know what the military leadership was thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Though it seems like they aren’t thinking much at all.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that Graham wasn’t trying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had done his best— rallying forces, keeping morale up, quelling rumors, increasing patrols, and sending out scouting parties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any soldier spreading dangerous talk was beaten with a club on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, improvised squads were monitoring the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, all they could do was wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course the Green Pearl commander is calling for help— Azpen is right at their doorstep. But Azpen isn’t the biggest problem right now. And besides, I don’t think those three are on good terms with each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, the meeting had shifted, with Kraiss taking the lead in the discussion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid pulled up a chair and sat down next to Venzance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s his deal?\" Venzance asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid crossed his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kraiss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wasn’t he just some guy selling goods on the side?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Venzance, Kraiss was just a soldier who made a little extra cash through shady deals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venzance frowned, looking unimpressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine. He’d listen to what the guy had to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the usual reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graham and Palto, on the other hand, seemed deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were at least capable of keeping up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If those three aren’t close, that means they’re watching each other. In that case, we should make ourselves look bigger than we are.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now was the time to show their hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they cowering in fear from the Black Blades, the cult, and Azpen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, they’d just become prey for the ones creeping in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if they sharpened their fangs— if they revealed the hidden blades they were holding—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They won’t strike so easily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what do we gain from buying time like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss blinked at Graham’s question. Then, he smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dimples deepened, and the corners of his eyes crinkled— the same smile that had made countless women cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We get real combat experience. And we might even get to take the head of their key strategist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was Kraiss thinking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid found himself agreeing with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Real battle experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were already soldiers who had been hardened through intense training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their force wasn’t weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus had scoffed at the idea of the Black Blades’ forces gathering because he thought taking down the Tar Nine Boars would only be a matter of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But among their ranks, there were plenty who had never seen real combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Border Guard Standing Force had been trained under Enkrid’s command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been pushed to their limits through brutal training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss knew that better than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only issue was their lack of battlefield experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were veterans who had survived battles with Azpen, sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were also mercenaries who had joined them, and soldiers who enlisted after hearing of Enkrid’s Independent Company’s exploits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But many among the recruits had little to no experience in actual warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this wasn’t a battlefield where people survived easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘We need to know our weaknesses.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by identifying their flaws could they mask them and fight with their strengths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like swordplay, it was one thing to understand this principle, but another to put it into practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not many people could think this clearly in a situation like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss went a step further than most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they lacked experience, they would gain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they had weaknesses, they would eliminate them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We divide the forces into two shifts: a Day Battalion and a Night Battalion. The day troops fight while the night troops rest. Then the night troops fight while the day troops rest. They rotate, but they never commit to full-scale engagements.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…So you’re suggesting small-scale skirmishes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graham asked, his tone serious. Though maybe it was just exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If we dive into a full-scale battle immediately, the losses will be massive. We need to prepare first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss placed his hand on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers extended, pointing at a section of the military map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We fight here. Then we retreat here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was simply laying out the thoughts in his head. There was no hesitation in his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid, too, found himself drawn in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also realized what his role would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no place for the Independent Company in small skirmishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not exactly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Fairy Company and the Mad Platoon will operate separately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss turned to Enkrid at the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s one last thing, Captain. Something you’ll have to do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever it was— whether it meant cutting down beasts by the dozens or facing an army alone— he was ready.\u003C\u002Fp>",2639,"2026-05-30T08:27:55.568Z","2026-06-01T04:30:45.896Z",1,"novelbin.me","0cd769edaeb614861da5d22015f1642da95a56dfb6821a306a5d8ddf0a94f5ba","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-472","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-471",882,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-knight-who-eternally-regresses-cover.jpg"]