[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-eternally-regressing-knight":3,"chapter-eternally-regressing-knight-eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-431":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},963956,1263,"Chapter 431 - Two Days","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-431",431,"\u003Cp>Chapter 431 - Two Days\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin contemplated his inner self, confirming the restraints placed upon his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, the image of golden chains tightly coiling around his entire being emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, thin veils covering the chains had frayed and vanished, likely from his occasional use of divine power, but the chains themselves remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chains were his own doing, while the veils were restrictions imposed by others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the chains again after so long brought a flood of memories that he had deliberately avoided confronting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Defending heresy—is that what you believe an Inquisitor's role to be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A corrupt bishop had once raged at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trusted because he claimed to follow the God of War?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a disgrace!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another priest's rebuke resurfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What will you do now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the one who had mentored and guided him asked this question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That person, the previous pope, was a man said to be blind but capable of glimpsing into people's futures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had resigned from his position just ten days after becoming pope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is no place for me, brothers and sisters,\" he had declared, casting aside his authority before whispering to Audin, \"I felt like I wouldn't live long if I stayed there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an absurd reason, yet he had claimed it was the result of foreseeing his future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the chaotic entanglement of memories, this was someone Audin respected as a father, the only family he had known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was his question that had left Audin unable to answer for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This happened shortly after Audin became a sinner for failing to fulfill his duty as an Inquisitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you not know what to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, I have lost my way,\" Audin had confessed, kneeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The only destination for a shepherd who has lost their path is the darkness below.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previous pope, the man he saw as a father, had spoken in a stern tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To the underground prison cloaked in darkness, is it not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin had responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the doctrine, the judgment of sin was overseen by the deity of balance, who governed the sun and moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sinner would face judgment before the God of War and, if condemned, be confined to an underground prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin served the God of War, while the previous pope worshipped a two-faced god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One face symbolized the jailor of the divine prison, embodying darkness and love, while the other represented judgment through radiance and divine light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though seemingly contradictory, scripture proclaimed these two aspects to be one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deity had descended into the deepest prison of the underworld to offer pure love while leaving the light of radiance on the surface to illuminate the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the single deity served both as the jailor of the underworld, offering compassion and forgiveness, and as the enforcer of justice, delivering punishment through light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are destined to wield the radiance,\" the previous pope had once said to Audin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words led Audin to become a punisher of heretics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God of War had blessed him with an exceptional body, allowing Audin to swiftly transition from an apprentice priest to a combat priest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His time as a combat priest was extraordinary as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're the first to delve so deeply into Valah-style martial arts and achieve such mastery.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His talent quickly brought him into the realm of divine power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the light of radiance and divine brilliance descending upon him through his devotion to the God of War, his peers began to exclaim, \"A miracle!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While training to become a paladin, Audin was appointed as an Inquisitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pray and temper your body and spirit there,\" instructed a sly-eyed archbishop, pushing Audin to take on the role of heretic punisher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin complied, wielding the light of radiance to punish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day, during his duties, he executed the hidden son of a guilty bishop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This marked the beginning of his doubts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a small town under orders from a bishop, Audin encountered a man accused of heresy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man immolated himself in a desperate bid to prove his innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the man's body consumed by flames, Audin instinctively felt that something was profoundly wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what was the mistake?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it his faith in the divine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The decayed state of the temple?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power-hungry archbishop?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pope who resigned after glimpsing the future?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it the fault of the god who granted me, so unworthy, this strength?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it could not be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flaw lay in his own inability to grasp the will of his god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His faith wavered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The foundation of his belief began to crumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream of becoming a paladin who eradicated evil and sent demons to divine judgment was shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tower built on his faith collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If punishing with radiance is unbearable, then hide yourself in the darkness,\" his mentor had advised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, Audin simply sought to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed restrictions on himself, both to suppress his power and to avoid responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even that wasn't enough; others who wielded divine power added further restraints to his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry, brother,\" said a comrade who would have willingly sacrificed their life for Audin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why did you do it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>asked a sister who now looked at him with hatred, despite their shared laughter the day before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word of defense, Audin accepted the restrictions, abandoned his position, and left the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his way out, his mentor had spoken one last time:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When the day comes that your path becomes clear, you will step forward of your own accord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that a prophecy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prophecy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let me be honest—I cannot predict the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's a guess, an expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I, as pope, have more enemies than allies, it's inevitable that someone will try to kill me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six months later, the mentor who spoke those words was stoned to death as a heretic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no divine power beyond simple healing abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin learned of the incident six months after it happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rage he felt then was indescribable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to storm the temple and destroy everyone inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To do so would have been to uproot and burn the last remnants of his foundation, leaving nothing behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he wandered, eventually finding himself in the ranks of a chaotic squad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, in his despair, he encountered someone who had not given up on anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man welcomed knights, survived wars, triumphed in civil strife, and faced demons without faltering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the king of the East sought him out personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin began to question whether he could persevere without breaking his own restraints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dreamt once more of becoming a shield and sword of divine brilliance, a fist that would eradicate evil in the name of his god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, a problem remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had sworn an oath to bind himself and could not break it on a whim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one in the temple would approve of him breaking the prohibition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The past intertwined, bringing him back to the questions he had once hurled into his inner void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legion, a secluded monastery in the corner of the holy city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no parents from the moment he was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why was I born?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin had often asked himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His unnecessarily large body—what was its purpose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when he attained sanctity, the question remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it to slay the temple's enemies, labeled heretics?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it couldn't be that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sought to become a fist that eradicates evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was his goal, but there were times he couldn't achieve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw those moments behind him, leaving the past temporarily forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he looked toward a new sun, setting his sights not on today but on the approaching tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did you say you wanted to achieve by becoming a knight?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin asked, and Enkrid answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A battlefield free of children, a knight who upholds chivalry, a world that reveres what is right—that is the world I wish to build.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that day, hearing Enkrid's answer, Audin wept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hid in a secluded corner behind the barracks, praying as tears streamed down his face, careful not to let anyone notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen and a few others saw but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't the first time Audin had cried while praying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During one of those moments, Teresa approached him, patiently waiting for his prayer to end before speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think my body and talent are insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tried learning songs to calm my heart, but it hasn't been easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do you strive to go further?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I wish to walk the path I believe is right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I think that path lies beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than anything, I want to protect this place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, it is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I want to challenge him, prove myself, and support the path he walks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To set a purpose and act on it—that was the greatest light a person could possess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It may not be divine, but it is an enduring light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reciting the words of the holy scriptures, Audin nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard you've chosen some recruits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's begin 'sincere training' together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin's words made Teresa briefly regret sharing her worries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phrase \"sincere training\" alone gave her a sense of foreboding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps imprisonment in an underground dungeon would be preferable to such training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was during the process of selecting devout recruits with strong physiques that an incident occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audin realized that one of the prohibitions binding him had broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never defy the temple's words, for they are always correct.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he would have to return to the temple and adjust that \"correctness\" slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If necessary, he would have to break the prohibitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, until he received permission, he wouldn't arbitrarily break them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was rooted in Audin's belief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he were to die, he wouldn't release all the prohibitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after telling the temple what he believed to be right would he consider breaking them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it meant dying for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to one person's unwavering dream, another's life had changed entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna awoke from sleep and immediately noticed the change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing as he inhaled and exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fallen leaves resting on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dust swirling in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything felt several times clearer and more vivid than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed as though if he stretched out his hand, he could snatch the barbarian's axe from far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the axe lay almost twenty paces away, it felt possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna extended his hand, clenching the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, without extraordinary abilities or magic, the distant axe didn't leap into his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the moment he mimicked grabbing the air, Rem instinctively gripped the handle of his axe tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It happened almost simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the barbarian react, Ragna smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crazy bastard, can't you just stay out of my sight?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if Rem had read his mind, though it hadn't been realized in action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This won't work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he felt capable of anything, many things remained impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had made a breakthrough, surpassed a wall, but there was so much to explore and understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna recalled the duel between the Eastern King and Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King had stood firm, resisting the knight's might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had held back significantly, not as a mentor but as a sparring partner helping Enkrid unleash his full strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna had seen it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had observed the energy flowing from the King's weapon into Enkrid's blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, he had felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could intent be gathered and realized in reality?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he, for example, pull Rem's axe toward him, disregarding physical distance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it's possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To do so, he would need to close the distance by moving his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't accomplish it merely by reaching out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But through this, he naturally understood the principle of oppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't simply about glaring at someone with murderous intent or exuding energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was about manifesting will into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To tell the opponent through sheer willpower:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This blade at my waist, the spear on my back, even this fork I hold can end your life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a hand alone could suffice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By envisioning an action and subtly conveying it to the opponent, their survival instincts would constrict their limbs, heart, and mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was oppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna experimented with a fork in the dining hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once on Rem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This lunatic—what's his problem?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem snarled, glaring with a barbarian's ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, please restrain yourself,\" Audin said with a smile, though a vein bulged on his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dunbakel hissed and retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teresa furrowed her brows, reciting a part of the scriptures while subtly pulling her tray to use as a shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ropord, sitting nearby, trembled visibly, cold sweat dripping onto his tray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You might give someone a heart attack.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shepherd of the Wastes muttered, subtly unsheathing a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its black edge gleamed faintly—a weapon known as Idol Slayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna saw what clung to the blade, something that gnawed at the soul and severed will itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he sensed its presence, its exact nature eluded him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To truly understand, he would have to wield it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lastly, there was Big Eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware of everything, Krais commented on the chilly air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For those who react sharply, there are also those who don't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this be a way to gauge skill or talent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna spent every waking moment, apart from eating and sleeping, honing his swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eastern King's parting words rang true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now was the time to set himself on the right path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While he felt omnipotent, every accomplishment required a process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could his blade split a mountain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in one strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he could slay a mage attempting to rend the mountain with magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Distinguishing what was possible and what wasn't, Ragna trained relentlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body moved tirelessly until it was drenched in sweat, leaving him to sleep soundly at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After days of repetition, Enkrid removed the bandages from his hand and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When will you be ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a challenge to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna paused for a moment to reflect, then said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though controlling his strength was still difficult, two days would be enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His talent was extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For most, crossing a wall and stepping into a knight's realm would take months of readjustment, but Ragna didn't need even half a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-----------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In order to get more Chapters in advance head over to my 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