[{"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-759":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},428466,689,"Chapter 755 – Minotaurus","a-knight-who-eternally-regresses-chapter-759",759,"\u003Cp>757  Chapter 755 – Minotaurus\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 755 – Minotaurus\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they were called Eroders, long before even their forebears, this all began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why they served the demon god, the reason was simple: when their ancestors first settled\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>here, it was the demon god who helped them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone justified their worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon god accepted offerings, sometimes demanded sacrifices—but by now, they had no\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>choice but to continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'O Demon God.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't even know the demon god's true name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They carved a symbolic idol to venerate, but even that—who could say if it really resembled the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>demon god?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A round wooden disc, blackened by flame and mounted atop a long stick, it was the Black Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was meant to one day blot out the light of the world, so the god could descend upon this land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, that's what the so-called priest told them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the one who had taught them everything they knew—how to live like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Worship.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest commanded, and they obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To not worship was to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one else would protect them here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their current state, they could never return to the world of humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they had no one to serve, they would all die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if their neighbors, families, and friends vanished into the Demonic Domain…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the priest took some of their newborns…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had to endure it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had given up on thinking for themselves, content merely to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They entrusted all decisions and judgments to another being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such dependency could not simply vanish overnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, it likely never could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people could not survive without leaning on something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as fish cannot live outside water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Decades of habitual dependence could not be undone in a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eroders' village was the complete opposite of the reclusive one hidden within the Pen-Hanil\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several people had come in the name of justice to punish the Eroders' village—but all of them\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monsters the priest dispatched always struck down those intruders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To what extent did the demon god's protection reach?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did monsters only attack when the boundary was crossed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the demon god always watching?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—it wasn't quite like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's a relic buried here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even before Jaxen spoke, Enkrid had sensed something off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar had been complaining of headaches the entire time they stayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My head aches, fiancé. I need something to lean on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not to the point of collapsing, Shinar didn't hide her discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she wasn't disappointed either—she'd guessed the relic's nature and shared it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even apart from Jaxen's sharp intuition, her fairy senses and control of spirit essence were\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>perfectly suited for identifying a buried relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially considering her past as both a candidate for demonic pacts and someone who'd long\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>been close to demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could be called the most skilled demon identifier among the fairies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's demonic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A firm declaration—not that the relic was a demon, but that it was made by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I agree.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen concurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Audin was brought to the site, his body naturally radiated white light—holy energy\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>released reflexively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is a foul presence here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't describe it further, but clearly, he too found the atmosphere distasteful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it only him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just patient and respectful enough to endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Considering how often they pull blades on each other, patience really only comes out when it's\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>needed.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid walked around the village perimeter, observing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luagarne's assessment had been spot on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This is a great location to strike roaming monsters or small-scale Demonic Domains.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The village, set on nearly flat land, offered a clear view of the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forests behind, the red-tinted Black Mountain peaks visible in the far distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above all, the place was a no-entry zone for monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The buried relic worked like wolf urine or bear droppings—an unmistakable territorial marker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So their next move was simple, obvious, and straightforward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need for us to move in one big group, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid asked—not to the air, but to his companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar on his left, Luagarne on his right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today's companions for this scouting walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem was off somewhere, excitedly poking around the area for ritual oddities, and Audin and\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teresa had withdrawn for prayer, claiming places like this were where uninterrupted devotion\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was most vital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Correct.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luagarne replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past few days, they'd gathered information about the surrounding Demonic Domains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villagers knew a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, every place they considered dangerous had either colonies of monsters or\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>small-scale domains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with divine protection, those who ventured into the wrong areas often vanished—so they'd\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>naturally accumulated knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Enkrid's eyes, this village had reached a state of equilibrium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of the surrounding monsters and beasts lived in a strange balance, avoiding intrusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The monsters migrating from the south.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the continent, it was common to encounter migrating monsters and beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why Harrison, the baron who governed the southern farmlands of Naurilia, spent his life\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>fending off what were, in his view, natural disasters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of those creatures likely originated in places like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any case, their side had a full knight order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to stay grouped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pair Ropord and Ragna. Luagarne, Teresa, and Pel will make another team.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't planned this arrangement in advance—it was a gut call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid had a knack for sensing opponents' intent even on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, that intuition had become reliable even in situations like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was a spontaneous division, it was a sound one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luagarne nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their next task was similar to before, yet easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it wasn't easy, they'd find a way—these were the Madmen Knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They set out at dawn, cleared the area before dusk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There was a group of Scalers—tough scales, no abilities.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ropord reported.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd already cleared one domain in less than half a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna's Sunrise had torn through the wetlands—burning, slashing, destroying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought Sir Krais would appreciate it if we brought back some of their scales. A shame.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his remark, Enkrid nodded plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bulky to carry back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless they found a way to transport local monster materials, it'd be tough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they could process these scales into armor, it would significantly enhance the standard\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>equipment of the Border Guard's standing forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villagers' clothes suggested it was feasible—they'd somehow turned hide and scales into\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>remarkably well-crafted garments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw a curious beast. A snake with small wings, triangular head, and venomous spikes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luagarne spoke next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teresa had blocked the poison with her shield, then grabbed its neck and ripped it apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She relied on strength rather than technique, but it was impressive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sign that Teresa's skills had grown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brute strength was her asset—naturally, her tactics capitalized on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin had gone with Jaxen to locate a wandering beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, they found one in two days—a giant centipede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it used telekinesis, it was useless against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was it difficult?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not at all, brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid asked just in case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin shook his head, and Jaxen shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The village residents were shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the group had literally shredded nearby domains and monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some disguised themselves as humans, some were ghoul-infested domains—over five of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were even formless demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The region's most notorious monster—a Twilight Witch known to lead Plague Maidens—had\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>long been feared as a potential new demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Crimson Cloak Knights had her on their list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three people—one massive man and woman, and a sharp-featured man—had gone out and come\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>back victorious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironically, the Frog now looked like the weakest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that the villagers could tell the difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And through it all, Enkrid came to truly grasp the brutality of the southern Demonic Domains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A land unfit for humans.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, humans still lived here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus was born the Eroders' village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ferryman of dreams whispered—no, had been whispering for days:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What will you choose?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cruel fantasy, forcing a decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were these people worth protecting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or should they be slain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or simply abandoned?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the choice, the knight's oath remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An oath must be upheld, or a knight's Will is damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's a truth both instinct and experience taught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valfir Balmung, Imperial Knight of the Empire, had said so often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Among the continent's 'flower knights,' many mock their oaths—compromise. Those men\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>never rise further.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Words from Balmung's lips—but ones the Empire's history had long confirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Failing your oath diminishes your worth as a knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It damages your Will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Enkrid had to find an answer to the ferryman's question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villagers were stunned—but didn't drive the group away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, what they had long feared happened: the demon god's relic had seen them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And sent a cleaner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>MooooOOOOOOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No fences—not even proper barriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of the fields stood a giant bull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheep scattered, dogs whimpered and hid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Minotaurus?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen spotted it first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A musky animal stench mixed with acrid spice in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast declared itself with a thunderous roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its meaning was unmistakable:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fight me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None could ignore such a challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was twilight, dim and humid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roar tore through the sticky air, casting a long shadow that slashed the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So tall one had to tilt their head just to look it in the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its bulk, bathed in sunlight, made it appear even larger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And its sheer aura…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When the mind's a mess, nothing helps like movement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd handle this—everyone else could just watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Always trying to hog the good stuff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem grumbled, but wouldn't defy him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the setting sun, two moons quietly rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the others watched, the Minotaurus placed one hand on its waist, craned its neck, and roared\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>MOOOOOOOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A roar that made knees buckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murderous instinct and wild rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid instinctively summoned the Will of Rejection to deflect the sound and raise his own\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wall of pressure formed—solid, like steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, would you look at that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem muttered, slightly impressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Minotaurus had two wide-bladed swords strapped to its waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blades were broad like glaives, but with short handles—custom weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had it found such arms?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dual-wielding, the Minotaurus shifted into a stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could a wild beast wield swordsmanship?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally no—but this was no normal beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as some monsters had hardened scales or psychic powers—why not swordsmanship?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps it was the Demonic Domain's influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monster… with swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Typically, its brute strength exceeded that of ogres, with danger rivaling medusas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it wielded swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legs spread, arms held unevenly—its stance was clearly trained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid raised his blade, Duskforged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if it had swordsmanship?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he wondered was—would this bull's final scream also be \"Moo\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its weapons weren't ordinary either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were relics—perhaps cursed weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing it, Enkrid drew a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duskforged thrummed, as if eager to cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid was ready to oblige.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a sound, he kicked off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a blink, the distance closed—Minotaurus's muscles bulged, blades tearing through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the crack of sound echoed—man and monster had already exchanged their first blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you enjoy the series and want to get more chapters early, head over to https:\u002F\u002Fpayhip.com\u002FSamowek\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[SHOP BEST BUY] - 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