[{"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-317":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},427842,689,"Chapter 315","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-317",317,"\u003Cp>Ah, this is fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having wandered the battlefield herself, she had heard every insult, from curses about her parents to those too vulgar to repeat, but this was a kind she had never heard before in her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To have her people’s blood treated with such contempt in words like this was truly something new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than anything, Ayada was a knight and loved her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was proud of being Eastern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada tilted her head in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It stinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Go take a bath.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna was just doing as he had been taught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid had always been good at targeting his opponent's weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when it came to provoking them, Enkrid was undoubtedly the best on the continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he wasn’t his direct disciple, Ragna had learned a lot from him over the years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Did you just say I smell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada was a knight, and also a woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brown shit and the smell—it was a series of words that grated on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what really bothered her was how calmly Ragna had said it, as if it were true and factual, without the slightest hint of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That irritated her even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It doesn't stink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It smells nice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like flowers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squire quickly chimed in, but it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s face hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her teeth clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her jaw muscles tensed, revealing the strain across her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit, bastard?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada was angry, but she didn’t lose her composure entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a lot to uphold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She converted her fury into power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was going to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll cut your tongue out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada unsheathed her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two swords, one short and one long, both in her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword in her left hand was closer to a regular longsword, while the one in her right hand was shorter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You better not, or—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squire hesitated, then pulled out his weapon as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna could tell from the sound of the sword being drawn that his opponent held a longsword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, his eyes scanned Ayada’s weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind, the squire subtly pressured him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed his sword and closed the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna was now faced with enemies both in front and behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How should he deal with this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His front and back were blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The engagement started with Ayada.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a swift move, she closed the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rapid thrust came next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna raised his sword to block it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy’s attack was just a feint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real strike came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squire’s sword fell from above, heading straight for the back of Ragna’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trained senses immediately woke him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna bent his knees and thrust his sword upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longsword style relies on strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, Ragna knew how to put real power behind his strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with this short movement, the impact was enough to send a jolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squire didn’t finish his downward strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only intended to make it look good before retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna thrust his sword upward and immediately spun his body to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the spot he had just vacated, Ayada’s sword shot up in a violent upward cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a quick strike, like a bird snatching a fish out of the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the blade cutting the air was chilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a fast, no-hesitation attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My name is Ayada, the fragrant Ayada of the Royal Knight Order of Azpen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada introduced herself, creating her own nickname, then charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna sensed another deadly strike coming from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without seeing it, he felt the air shift and the murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His front and back were locked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Inhale.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna spun his sword in a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he couldn’t block it, then he would deflect it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword, longer and larger than a typical blade, traced a spiraling arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trajectory was faster than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that arc, the squire’s sword and Ayada’s sword both met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, only Ayada’s sword met his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In battle situations, Ragna was quicker than anyone at assessing the circumstances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Backwards, counterattack.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was his plan, one that incorporated ‘Will’ into his counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the squire was a knight-in-training, someone like him had the strength to overpower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their intent and will carried them through the actual attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, a phantom blade shot toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way to dodge it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Distinguishing between real and false was difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he relaxed for even a second, it would slice him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a phantom blade, but it had the potential to cut through flesh and bone at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s swordplay was brilliant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was fast, yet it carried weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a style somewhere between the longsword and the quick sword techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like it had been honed through years of training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed to have inherited a swordsmanship lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But above all, their attacks were perfectly synchronized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An imminent, dangerous crisis—if he misstepped, he could die in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was in this very crisis that Ragna found satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t he been waiting for a moment like this, when his inner voice would push him forward?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This situation filled him with a profound sense of fulfillment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re smiling?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada saw the expression on his face and opened her mouth in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotions on his face were more disturbing than the swing of his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada, dumbfounded, let out a small laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ragna smiled genuinely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was enjoying this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you scream in joy when you’re stabbed with a sword?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada asked, incredulously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna quietly relished the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisis was both a trigger and an opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this moment, all he had to do was leap forward to what came next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna realized this was the moment he had been waiting for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed a trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut your mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stinks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of it, he used the sword technique that Enkrid had taught him—a cut of the tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, yeah, I’ll kill you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll make sure to grind you to pieces.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s sword moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade swished through the air, leaving afterimages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a different style of quick sword compared to Lykanos’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna realized his earlier mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just a combination of longsword and quick sword techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s mixed with phantom blades.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an overall well-executed swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was all the more appealing to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Clang! Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s sword was blocked countless times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blocked a strike coming from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found an opening and countered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At times, the clash of steel created sparks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed off the ground with his feet, his body never stopping its movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, he had to keep moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he stopped to catch his breath, he’d be hit with a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he minimized his breaks to the absolute minimum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A battle cry came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he sensed the attack coming with undeniable momentum, Ragna reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held his sword vertically and spun to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The largest noise erupted after their clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the squire’s strike that he had blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squire had a mix of phantom blade and longsword techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to lift himself after the block, but the shock hadn’t dissipated properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His knee throbbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, Ayada’s sword dropped again from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a swift overhead strike, like a bird diving to catch its prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna didn’t have time to lift his sword; instead, he twisted his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade scraped across his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood spurted into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the armor, his shoulder was cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s blade was no ordinary sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its cutting power was exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Ragna swung his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword, about half the length of a typical longsword, whipped through the air like a whip, cutting the front with the speed of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of thunder erupted from the swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada didn’t block; she dodged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t the kind of attack that could be blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes, sharper than most, could see it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna, taking a small breath after the brief pause, knew what he had to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having unleashed everything he had learned, a stab found its mark on his thigh, and his left shoulder had been nicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His resolve remained strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite everything, Ragna didn’t retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never considered the possibility of losing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he was consumed with the thought of drawing closer to something he couldn’t quite grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it wasn’t a delusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna had a wall before him, one that only he could perceive, and now he had found the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, this is fun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna muttered as the battle continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You crazy bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s anger flared even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Ayada was winning, she was the one who felt anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada had ‘Will’ on her side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, Ragna was someone who, in real-time, was closing in on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Monster bastard!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada could feel the changes in Ragna’s sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And naturally, her anxiety grew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squire Bill spat out a curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was usually calm, but when pressed, he became ferocious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Bill to speak such harsh words meant that something in the atmosphere had shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man who should have died long ago was still holding on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And while he held on, his superior, the knight-in-training, made a subtle signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things were turning really bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill’s insides churned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada was in a similar state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What the hell is this guy?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two swords in Ayada's hands moved faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, it felt as though she had four arms, fooling her opponent’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusion created by speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna’s eyes followed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t block everything, so one strike landed on his abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn’t a clean hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thrust only partially connected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy staggered back, twisting his body to avoid a fatal blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He’s retreating while taking a hit?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ragna twisted his body, he extended his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada couldn’t continue her follow-up attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her opponent’s intentions were clear—why let herself get caught by the enemy's fangs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She, too, pulled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strike aimed at exploiting an opening only grazed the skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squire Bill shifted his position again, trying to regain his stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Ayada briefly pulled back, Ragna wobbled a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a feint to deceive someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simply a result of trying to absorb the last blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s body instinctively reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw the opening in her opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes locked onto it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squire Bill adjusted his grip on his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This time, I’ll end it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s how it had to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A foreboding sensation flowed through Ayada’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt that if she didn’t kill him now, she never would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell was happening?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Is he getting better as he fights?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of talent could do this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right before Ayada and Squire Bill charged forward, Ragna realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So this is it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been a short fight, but in Ragna’s mind, it felt long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reflected on the battles he had fought up until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled the sword he had wielded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he was young, Ragna had always seen where his sword should go once he took it in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew exactly where to swing his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t something he could explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just swung it as he saw it, and his enemies either died or were wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the natural instinct of Ragna, a genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, between Ayada and Squire Bill, the path was cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was forcing his way through the broken path, holding on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, it dawned on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized that until now, he had only walked the path that had been given to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just followed the path shown by his talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a passive and defensive posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what was the opposite of that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘With the sword I wield.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carved out a new path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swords Ayada wielded began two separate arcs in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a thunderous pressure came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between these two skilled warriors, Ragna didn’t connect the broken paths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he walked a new road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arm muscles reacted, his whole body tensed, and his heart thudded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna’s body moved in sync with his heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To carve a new path, the first step must be taken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ragna did just that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blocked Ayada’s first sword with his right forearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He powered through, pushing his muscles and absorbing the blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a short blade came up from below, aiming at his abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his knee and struck the enemy's hand holding the sword, deflecting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plick!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade grazed his side, but it slid down his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he used his knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna gripped the sword in his left hand and spun his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna was also a human with superhuman strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longsword technique required strength training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s sword lodged itself into his forearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna pivoted on his right foot, swinging his left hand backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a backslash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Bend.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He poured ‘Will of Severance’ into the strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword cut through the air, making a sound that was sharp and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Squire Bill’s sword could land from behind, Ragna’s strike, which had absorbed the sound, met Bill’s torso.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wham!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body split in half mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood and guts spilled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill’s sword was just about to touch Ragna's shoulder when it hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the last of its force, his blade struck Ragna’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud, a short impact sound rang as the shock rippled through Ragna’s body, but it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The path he had carved was still open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his right arm, he blocked the sword and pinned the sword-wielding hand with his knee, then spun to cut through his opponent’s torso.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade that had met Ayada’s shoulder soon found its mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna’s forehead collided with Ayada’s helmet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to the face guard of Ayada’s helmet, Ragna’s forehead was split open, and blood poured out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada struggled, yanking her sword out of Squire Bill’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna relaxed, letting her do as she wished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly pulled his left hand up and positioned it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword that had split Squire Bill sank downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s eyes darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Crazy.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the opponent in front of her showed abilities that were similar to her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like the Will that shone in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had found the best moves in every battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada crossed her swords, but Ragna’s fallen sword was heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An explosive sound erupted where their swords met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada’s arms shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the outcome of the fight was decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna, bleeding from his right arm and shoulder, let out a short exclamation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He staggered, as though about to fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly shook his head from side to side, trying to steady himself and catch his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still half-leaning, indicating just how exhausted he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that state, Ragna spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was heartfelt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayada realized that her opponent was truly insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You, you, this…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn’t over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you think I’m alone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t come here alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t finish her sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, Ragna’s sword hit Ayada’s helmet with precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The helmet was crushed, and Ayada’s skull shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, one knight-in-training from the Royal Knight Order of Azpen was killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid didn’t think this was the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as he cut through the dust and followed the path, he was preparing for what might come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, a rope had flown at him, almost trapping him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The technique of isolation, making oneself appear larger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a swift motion of his muscles, he expanded them and spread his arms wide, using the Heart of Might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he was grabbed, the rope scraped his skin and snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, the frequency of arrows coming at him decreased, but he still wasn’t letting his guard down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just because he could repeat today doesn’t mean he would slack off now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn’t give his best, what would become of him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would stop being Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he gave it his all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The footsteps of the soldiers pursuing him grew fainter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he still didn’t let his guard down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Until the end.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept moving forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether he found his allies or discovered some signal, he was looking for change—no, he was chasing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six quarrels had lodged in his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been stabbed in the thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right boot had been torn off, and he even took a stone to the forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had bled quite a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The half-dried blood on his forehead began to spill again with the violent movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every muscle in his body was trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already reached his limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did it matter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Enkrid kept running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed this wasn’t the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because letting his guard down was out of the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran and ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a four-legged beast lunged from ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid took a defensive stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped his sword in his right hand and thrust with the one in his left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quick response followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with the beast, a man with a long sword was charging in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid instinctively tried to draw his sword but stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s save the duel for later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve sprained my arm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Ragna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him stood Lake Panther, Esther.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had broken out of the encirclement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid couldn’t tell when that had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And frankly, he didn’t need to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t thinking about stopping until he either died or escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no intention of halting.\u003C\u002Fp>",2989,"2026-05-30T08:27:55.568Z","2026-06-01T04:30:45.896Z",1,"novelbin.me","dc05588570c5eeff3c192993128f4658323318b75dfdf19dac62ee62fff946fe","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-318","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-316",882,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-knight-who-eternally-regresses-cover.jpg"]