[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-eternally-regressing-knight":3,"chapter-eternally-regressing-knight-eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-307":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Eternally Regressing Knight",{"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},964036,1263,"Chapter 307 - The Most Foolish Commander","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-307",307,"\u003Cp>Chapter 307 - The Most Foolish Commander\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen observing the battle field, was standing hidden amongst the allied vanguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was fixed on Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, what was he supposed to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He observed the enemy soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More specifically, he used his senses to read the entire enemy group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need to see everything with his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trained senses allowed him to gauge the enemy's skills just by listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The footsteps without hesitation, the confident battle cry, the speed at which they were approaching, and the calm eyes amidst the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen, who had a different way of reading his opponents compared to Audin, pushed his sword forward between the ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long blade slipped from his waist and jabbed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill them all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first one was a soldier wielding a heavy battle hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a weighted head, the hammer struck one of the shields of their own side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the impact, the hammer bounced back with a satisfying recoil as it was recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen's blade pierced through the soldier's stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stabbed deep and retracted swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was, of course, a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the shield, cold eyes stared at the enemy soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment their eyes met, the snake-like curved blade slashed across the hammer soldier's neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a technique that Jaxen had roughly interpreted from watching Enkrid's unique sword style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the trajectory of the blade resembled that of a fencing style, it was different from Enkrid's unique approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grrrk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier, who had tried to speak, collapsed with his own neck in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood and foam spilling, his boots stepped on the fallen hammer soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen continued repeating the same actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stayed hidden among his allies, thrusting once in a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His targets were only the elite soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spared those who were too hard to kill with a single blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen thoroughly did his job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While his allies were unaware, some of the commanders felt a strange shift in the flow of battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why does it feel like we're winning?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the squad leaders spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn't the external strength still seem to be in the enemy's favor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why were they winning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But did it really matter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fight! Push forward!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commander did his part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted with all his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stick together, don't scatter!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Infantry battles on the continent were mostly chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was advantageous to stay together; if they scattered, they were in danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battles of both sides followed a similar pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Border Guard reserves, who had come as reinforcements, were also fiercely fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're flanking! Don't let those bastards go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They can't kill me with their pain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Strength!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who had survived the previous battlefield were all veterans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a unit composed of seasoned soldiers, different in quality from the troops stationed at Green Pearl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stopped the enemy soldiers flanking to the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's the Gray Dogs!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn persistent bastards!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They was a well-known enemy unit to their side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were trying a flanking maneuver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Border Guard reserves fought to block them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crazy bastards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gray Dogs were still the Gray Dogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the Border Guard reserves outnumbered them, it seemed as though they were being pushed back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it didn't matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were others wreaking havoc from the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid rampaged with his heavy sword style, and Jaxen hid among the Green Pearl forces, picking off the strong fighters and those giving orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because of this strategy that the balance was oddly maintained, despite being at a disadvantage against Aspen's powerful forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna had slipped behind Enkrid's left rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was taking on one soldier at a time, doing his part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung his sword, slowly getting fired up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been years since he had any motivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still needed a trigger to really get going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna was one of those whose enthusiasm took time to build.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, however...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A killing intent appeared from the left, and before he could react, a metal object flew past his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna jerked his head back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had barely avoided it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a result of his slow warm-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fortunate thing was that no matter how slow or fast, his body instinctively reacted to such attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A drop of blood splattered from the blade that grazed his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leather helmet that had covered his face was cut by the sharp blade, and the bottom of it now hung loosely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You avoided it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldier who had thrust his sword took a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna immediately recognized him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A skilled fighter.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know the soldier, but a sense of excitement rose within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found himself wanting to face this opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a craving that Enkrid alone could not satisfy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fight where blood was spilled and lives were at stake—this was what Ragna longed for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need to search for a path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So there was no reason to get lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply followed the soldier who was retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna threw off his uncomfortable helmet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a few steps, an enemy soldier with a short sword stood in his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who had struck him earlier was not one to retreat easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him was his own side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he allowed Ragna to follow, he would be diving deeper into the enemy's lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy soldiers reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ragna reacted even faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every step he took forward, he thrust and withdrew his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single strike pierced through an enemy soldier's neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the momentum from his spear thrust carried him forward, and the soldier collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the enemy fell, Ragna slashed through five more soldiers and broke through the enemy's formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a reckless charge, but it had the effect of completely disrupting the enemy's formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, the allied commanders nearby once again felt that the battle had oddly become easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This is manageable, huh?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The retreat plans, in case something went wrong, now seemed unnecessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fight! Fight and kill them all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The formation had long since broken down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In chaotic battles like this, the more you kill, the better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squad commander, knowing this well, kept shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had become a slogan that spread across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-n-no! Our forces are being pushed back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the adjutant's words, Abnaier smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was going according to plan, and how could he not laugh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's going just as expected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant bit his lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strategy didn't make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victory now felt almost like failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll be the legendary fool who killed a thousand soldiers,\" Abnaier muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this really what's happening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's no doubt about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of a genius was clear and certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no stopping it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Now, show me what you've been hiding.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais kept his eyes on the enemy's movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were bound to do something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't Enkrid rampaging over there?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Jaxen, the enemy's momentum had also been broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Ragna, although not sure where he was headed, was still on his course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This can't be the end, right?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar and Dunbakel were still in reserve, kept as trump cards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a rule to not reveal all of your moves until you had seen your enemy's full hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big Eyes, I want to fight too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel, with her hand on her scimitar's hilt, nudged Krais.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I a dog? Just telling me to wait like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next to them, Shinar stood with his arms crossed, half-closing her eyes and silently observing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Try to be calm like the fairy company commander.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm a beast, not a fairy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While trying to calm down Dunbakel, Krais's gaze never left the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overall battlefield was strangely balanced, but on the micro level, the odds were increasing in their favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ultimately, these small skirmishes would build up to lead to the overall victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the strategy Krais had envisioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't just treat variables as simple variables—he had ensured they would affect the entire battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already planned to withdraw and delay if the enemy made a move, but it had not yet been necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, things were going as expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then why was Aspen just sitting back and watching?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hadn't they revealed their hidden cards?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something there, something definite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, why had they advanced so slowly and started the battle at the end of winter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'No hidden moves? Just an idiot?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Frontline! Frontline!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A messenger came running from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had deliberately pulled back Nurat, who led the fast and sharp-eyed units.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garret had been symbolically left behind at the command post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurat was the de facto commander of the Green Pearl Regiment in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had sharp eyes and a quick mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, she had just provided the help they needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some of their forces are flanking; it's not a small number!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais's mind raced, mapping out the terrain and the enemy's movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What were they aiming for?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Border Guard.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were aiming for the rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps some of their forces had already slipped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pull back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel and Shinar moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was their turn to stop the enemy's card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The second flanking force has been spotted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, Abnaier clapped his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not everything would go according to plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield was always shifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if you focused on a single goal,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'That can be achieved.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield was ruled by elite forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abnaier knew this well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, what if you took out those elites?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Talent was finite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't infinite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many geniuses are there in a single generation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not many, as the knights' ranks show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Let them have the battlefield,'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And win the war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone would make Abnaier smile, even if he was called the greatest butcher or the most foolish commander in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's all set.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, proceed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant bowed his head and withdrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Krais had anticipated, Abnaier had sent part of his cavalry to the Border Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enemy forces!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Border Guard, of course, wasn't careless and had noticed the enemy's approach early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem, who had been grumbling all day, suddenly sprang to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a piece of news that made him forget the cold in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who's here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if an old lover returned after ten years, it wouldn't be as welcome as this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, you always said that when you're in a hurry, you don't see the puddles and get your shoes wet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin stepped forward and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should have left your club behind before speaking, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh, Brother. The Lord said that protecting oneself is the beginning of all things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded just like the words of the Apostle of the God of War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't it the attitude of someone ready to smash everything?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teresa, who had also been preparing to get up, halted after catching Audin's gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her injury, acquired after killing the Wolf Bishop, was severe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her current state, continuing to fight would only damage her body further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin had no intention of watching her suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister, be patient.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teresa, feeling disappointed, restrained herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem, who was as excited as Audin, stepped out to face the enemy, but their expectations were not met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation felt strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy cavalry, despite coming to attack the walls, was barely a handful. They kept their distance, observing the situation without committing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem had waited for two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These bastards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy didn't charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They just dragged out time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a move planned by Abnaier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, Marcus had tricked Aspen's city, Cross Guard, and got a good laugh at the expense of the enemy. Though the circumstances were different this time, the result was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abnaier had tied up the Border Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this small cavalry, they couldn't attack the walls or cut off the supply lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, the cavalry of Aspen was the one in dire need of supplies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't even have many soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon closer inspection, Rem saw that each cavalryman had two or three horses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a show of force, filled with arrogance by inflating their numbers with horses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got nothing to do, huh, these bastards?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of this, Rem was left frustrated, but Abnaier had clearly achieved his objective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had temporarily blocked the path for reinforcements from the Border Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd bought some time, and that was enough for Abnaier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther sensed the scent of a high-level spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She followed the trail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Climbing a small hill, she saw a group gathered there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them, his eyes wide open, was watching her intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man, a wizard from Galaph's Order, was known for wielding the magic of the River of Life. His short brown hair and handsome face were his notable features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Esther didn't know his exact age, he had looked the same for the past ten years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was rumored to have drunk from the River of Life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was just gossip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther gazed at him silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were said to have been ruined by a curse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was that just nonsense?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Esther now, Galaph looked surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther said nothing, merely continuing to observe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had followed the trail of this man's magical residue to this spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been pure coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flow of mana, coupled with the traces of a prepared spell, had snared her senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it a sign of destiny, a guiding star?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, she didn't believe in that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only trusted in herself and her own magical world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She believed in what she had accomplished, for she was a sorceress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of Galaph's disciples stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was known for training many apprentices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, he had six disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You all should leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Galaph said, inspecting Esther closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even just looking at her, something was apparent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'She hasn't broken the curse yet.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The witch wouldn't be able to unleash even half of her true power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Fire Witch of Battle?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Galaph asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't need to personally engage if his disciples were ready to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no real reason to fight the witch either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esther had no idea what they were doing here, but it was clear they were up to no good for her current nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, why would such a powerful wizard be here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her current nest was with Enkrid, a man of danger even to magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had gained something by staying there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'At least, I need to stop this.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dumiller's Scythe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of answering, Esther spoke the incantation she had prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slicing vacuum spell materialized and cleaved the air, following the motion of her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though it was one of her specialty spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vartan's Shield.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blue barrier rose up, blocking the scythe of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shield rippled like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between the two wizards, magic circles were drawn as they prepared to open their respective magical realms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>----------------------------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you for reading!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some extra Chapters or if you want to show your support head here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.gg\u002FeXsm6WsQE6\u003C\u002Fp>",2536,"2026-06-03T07:42:59.781Z","2026-06-03T07:42:55.458Z",1,"novelbin.me","f77b53a0d6be1fd971c86716b0f2eeab8292ac1be7b7a463bcc2bc0c665560c0","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-308","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-306",782,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Feternally-regressing-knight-cover.jpg"]