[{"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-307":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},427832,689,"Chapter 305","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-307",307,"\u003Cp>When asked about the identity of the meat that melts in the mouth, the female soldier replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s eel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a snake, but a long-bodied fish caught in freshwater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman soldier, using a short knife, roughly peeled the skin off while speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was quick with their hands. They moved well in sync.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When we go back to the city, I’m thinking of transporting fish from the river and selling it. What do you think?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier who was seasoning the fish asked. Enkrid quietly gave a thumbs-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that gesture, he imagined the trade route between the river and this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the path was well-prepared, it would only take two days by cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if they could acquire a Spell Object that emits cold even in the middle of summer, freshness wouldn’t be an issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If an artifact is an ancient relic, Spell Objects are magical tools made and sold by mage guilds and such.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, there were tools that maintained a gentle chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using those, people in big cities could even eat shaved ice in the middle of summer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, those were ridiculously expensive, and tools like that were hard to find in backwater places like Border Guard. But, if trade develops more, who knows?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even silks were being imported now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there weren’t wars, it would’ve expanded even more, but that’s just how it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This flavor is something I’ve never tasted before.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid said it with sincere emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though some seasoning had gotten on his lips, the feeling did not wane. If anything, it intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier who had been seasoning the eel smiled slyly. He didn’t have a particularly good face, but the smile was sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure joy was visible. It seemed like he enjoyed the mere act of someone eating his cooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think it’ll sell well?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Definitely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s nice to hear that, even if it’s just words.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, if that happens, are you taking me along?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier who had been grilling the eel spoke up. His face was smeared with soot, but it looked natural on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t seem too old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Helma! Are all of them grilled?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few soldiers approached from one side, calling out. The woman soldier who had been staring at Enkrid was named Helma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, did you catch anything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without turning around, Helma replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the sounds of it, she had been clearing a path all the way to the Pen-Hanil River and sometimes brought something back when bored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the soldiers came closer, lowering a thick pouch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thin ice shards fell out of the leather pouch that had a thin layer of ice due to the cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crawfish.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pouch was opened, and a crustacean with pincers emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier who had been making the seasoning stuck out his tongue, wiping his lips, then spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s delicious just grilled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid blended with the soldiers. He ate and enjoyed as if he had always been one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Want a sip?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helma offered him a drink. It was whiskey with a sour smell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s not good liquor, but it’s not bad either.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just right for warming up on a cold day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier with the cooking talent grilled the crawfish, cracked open its head, and spread the seasoned insides on its flesh like a coating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’d go crazy eating this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid tried it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nearly lost his mind. There was no fishy smell, but the savory flavor overflowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unpleasant sweetness wrapped around his tongue, hitting his brain hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really should open a restaurant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid recommended it twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next up was trout. The innards had already been cleaned at the riverside, so it only needed grilling. When salt and pepper were sprinkled, it became another delicacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But where are you from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another female soldier, not Helma, asked. Female soldiers were occasionally seen in the unit, but this was expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naurillia had strongly encouraged women to enlist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you were born as the daughter of a serf, throw your life away and join the army to change it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female enlistment system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the third military system in Naurillia, following the soldier ranking system and mercenary system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been so successful that female soldiers were now a common sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Reinforcements.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From Border Guard?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How’s it? Is the commander really handsome? There’s a rumor that he’s even more handsome than you, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Enkrid had a beard. More precisely, he hadn’t had the time to shave. It might have seemed untidy, but he couldn’t entirely hide his handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helma was frequently glancing at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, I’m better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid dismissed it with a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the soldiers couldn’t hold back their laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few sent jealous glances, while others liked Enkrid’s friendly attitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t step in too much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many soldiers said this. It was a result of jealousy and complex feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. I won’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid accepted it calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What would fighting get him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been Rem, he would’ve smashed their skulls first, but he wasn’t Rem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating and drinking, they entered the assigned barracks, and Enkrid saw Esther sitting quietly, waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of the soldiers had rumored that a few had gotten lovesick after seeing her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her black hair, like silk, cascaded down, and she wore thick black fur, giving her a mage-like appearance. She, along with Shinar, was enough to catch the attention of the surrounding soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she not gone out because of that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t likely. Esther had never cared about those around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mage opened her mouth when she looked at Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone, with no rise or fall, was the epitome of bluntness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to go somewhere.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid didn’t feel the need to stop her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, Esther left. The next morning, Kraiss asked, his eyes bloodshot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think that spells or magic might be helpful?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was about why he had let Esther go. Now that she was in human form, wouldn’t she be helpful?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid had thought the same thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If she could, she would’ve done it earlier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss, being sharp, would’ve realized it normally. Esther had been in human form for quite a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was something she could’ve done with a spell, she would’ve done it by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she hadn’t. There was a reason for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid knew this, which was why he sent her off. He figured she had something else to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t think he needed her right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she wanted to help, that was fine, but if he forced her, it could turn out to be a hindrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more of a feeling than a thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid followed his instincts, not ignoring them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do you only get smart at times like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraiss grumbled, but it was clear that he acknowledged Enkrid’s decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, Enkrid warmed up as usual and began his training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isolation technique, a process of tightening and stretching each muscle, followed by swinging the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, after killing Lykanos, he took his sword and brought it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he had two swords on his left hip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn’t it uncomfortable?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar, who had been watching since the morning, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s fine once you get used to it, and it’s lighter than I expected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A light spar?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar’s Leaf Blade was flexible, smooth, and fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She supported herself with the tips of her toes, flying toward him with a bouncing motion, and even though it was a light attack, it was tricky to deflect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you preparing for my style?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You catch on quickly, fiancée.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Enkrid tried to deflect it, she had already attacked and retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid changed his swordsmanship style. It was a longsword. He swung it heavily, cutting with weight, then added speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t the five strikes in one step that Ragna had shown before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was two sword strikes per step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having observed, thought about it, and practiced, he could now mimic it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar was impressed. Her Leaf Blade had also changed. From a fast, slicing sword to a defensive blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her style was unpredictable. The fairy sword was sharp yet smooth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid absorbed this as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would reflect on it later and learn from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There would be something to gain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his right arm injury still wasn’t fully healed, it wasn’t a life-or-death sparring session.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them were serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, as they sparred, Shinar wiped a drop of sweat from her forehead and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that sword’s name Ana?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does it have a name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was holding the sword that Lykanos had used with his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid scanned the sword with his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword was shaped like an awl, with the hilt, back, and tip of the blade all forming a single continuous sharp point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade was silver, and the hilt was wrapped in something coarse, but it wasn’t uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need for leather to be added, and when held, it felt perfectly fitted to his palm—like a sword made specifically for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Enkrid immediately knew it was no ordinary weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hilt also had markings resembling a system of symbols, similar to writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it wasn’t a secret, as Shinar spoke up quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s a sword made by the fairy race. Its name is ‘Bulti.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it famous?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Somewhat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid had already thought that it wasn’t just an ordinary sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard yet light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t made from ordinary iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bulti was a sword crafted by a famous artisan from the fairy race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were two types of swords made by the fairies: Nai and Needle. This one was a sword of the Needle variety, named after the technique used to make it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naming a weapon like that was a sign of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard that this was a sword lost ten years ago, and now it had appeared here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a sword that was light, sturdy, and specialized for thrusting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the needles, it was the finest of its kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘How many swords were lost back then?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The artisan who made Bulti had created several swords, but all of them were lost for some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just some minor incident—it was due to the foolish bloodline that lost them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Patience, Destruction, Bulti.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were others too, but he couldn’t remember all of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps if he visited the fairy city, they would be well recorded, along with the records of those vile human bandits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These swords had been lost when a fairy knight, under a surprise attack, had died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swords had been given to those unworthy and unskilled, and that was why they were lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was not how things should have been, but that was how it went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Only those with the right to bear them should possess them.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only natural that Enkrid possessed Bulti. That’s how Shinar saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn’t it a famous sword? Doesn’t it need to be recovered or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don’t get close, even the fairies won’t recognize it. There’s the word ‘Bulti’ engraved under the guard, in fairy language. Just make sure you hide that well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar said this and turned away. Enkrid understood her words perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘She’s telling me to hide it well.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to do just that. He had found a good sword. There was no need to return it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid also had a desire for swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sweating it out with Shinar, Enkrid felt hungry again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He washed up and walked around the interior of the camp, which was somewhat arranged like a village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no blacksmith, but here and there, people were either cooking or making something by sewing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone seemed to have a lot of work to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he took Ragna and Dunbakel along. They had been staring at the sparring, and it didn’t seem like they had anything to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Want to come along?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought you must have eaten something yesterday, but you reeked of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel was a beastkin. His sense of smell was keen, and he himself had a fondness for good food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid, once again, found a place to settle and picked at whatever food he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t explicitly reveal his identity. He hadn’t planned to say anything, but seeing how Enkrid treated the soldiers, Dunbakel also quickly introduced himself as one of the reinforcements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who made this? It’s amazing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I made it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well done, kid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel absentmindedly patted the soldier’s head, and the young soldier blushed for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some soldiers asked Ragna about things, but he kept silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed to be either lost in thought or looking for something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers kept their distance from Ragna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They seem like wounded ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them saw through the situation, but no one listened to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid heard it, though, and understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself was fine, but the soldiers in his unit seemed a bit lacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, didn’t I tell you not to bring strange friends around here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One soldier spoke sharply, but Enkrid casually let it slide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, I’ll be careful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This guy...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, stop it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, this guy...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t act like a fool.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was annoying when people only talked and acted freely, but Enkrid couldn’t just stir up trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding soldiers intervened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few of the grumbling soldiers kept quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was all they said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid thought the military discipline was quite well maintained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t exactly trouble, but it was a situation that could have escalated, and if it did, Enkrid would have had no choice but to handle it like Rem would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he clicked his tongue, Helma gave Enkrid an odd look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid casually ignored it and continued to eat and enjoy himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grilled trout, crawfish, and eel with seasoning made even Ragna look back at the soldier who had made it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were sparkling with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone who usually picky about food, this was impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This seasoning is a secret recipe of mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier’s seasoning could be called a beaver's work. He glanced at Dunbakel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a peculiar one with unique tastes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid focused on eating, drinking, and resting, with minimal training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body hadn’t fully recovered yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the rear soldiers were busy making food and preparing, Enkrid noticed a few soldiers near the front of the camp who seemed different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett’s battalion was small in terms of combat personnel, but the ones standing out the most were here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the plains reconnaissance unit, the Green Pearl Rangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Going out for a reconnaissance?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who? Where are you from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were clearly allies, but reconnaissance missions were dangerous. Soldiers couldn’t just give answers to strangers who suddenly came by and started talking. A few soldiers shot wary glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m from the reinforcements.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid showed his insignia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had the emblem of the high guard of Border Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re probably not concerned with that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the soldiers, at least a senior in the Naurillia soldier rank system, spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was short but appeared nimble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid sized him up, noting his nimble build, light equipment, and where his center of gravity would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Take the front with a stab.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid spotted a stiletto hanging loosely from his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something he had learned through the Isolation Technique, and something he had understood from Audin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a conclusion based on observing the opponent’s training level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eat this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid took out some seasoned jerky from his pocket and tossed it to the elite soldier. The soldier, with suspicion still in his eyes, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Try it. It’s delicious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier took a small bite of the jerky and tore it further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got any bread? Dip it in and try.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid handed over some marmalade to a nearby soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a local specialty of Border Guard. If it tasted bad, something was wrong with the tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although supplies weren’t exactly abundant, they weren’t lacking either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t easily go hunting because they were stationed in a narrow region, and occasionally, monster hordes caused trouble, so they had to deal with those as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from the archers stationed at the watchtowers, the main force of the unit was the Rangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t even have a cavalry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the reconnaissance soldiers mumbled. The elite soldier, the apparent leader of the group, snorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know why, but are you reporting to your commanding officer before wandering around?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t. He could have done it now if necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid reported to his superior in his mind, then answered aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m giving it to you because you’re working hard. Just eat it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re a strange one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, Enkrid focused on eating and resting as he toured the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could see a lot just by looking around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The watchtowers had been set up in a narrow area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The defensive zone was narrow, so it would be easier to defend, though it became more vulnerable to flanking attacks. But sometimes, you had to take risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the fourth day after Enkrid’s arrival, as the sun began to set, a messenger hurriedly ran into the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned toward the messenger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The enemy is already at the gates!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The messenger’s words spread throughout the command tent.\u003C\u002Fp>",2905,"2026-05-30T08:27:55.568Z","2026-06-01T04:30:45.896Z",1,"novelbin.me","09570c1228318903f8e5699bcc563129fb853e9a66dd54f309cc937d1ff569d5","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-308","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-306",882,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-knight-who-eternally-regresses-cover.jpg"]