[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-eternally-regressing-knight":3,"chapter-eternally-regressing-knight-eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-605":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},964708,1263,"Chapter 605 - Ice Fairy","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-605",605,"\u003Cp>Chapter 605 - Ice Fairy\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corruption within the Order was blatantly exposed by this incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Grey God, he is compassionate and loves all. He even grants mercy to those who stand on the opposite side of the scales.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They strung together nonsense to create a new holy scripture, and many people sided with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was proof under heaven that there were more corrupt priests than righteous ones in the Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look, this is how it should be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By worshiping the Grey God, a muddied divinity was deemed correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, wasn’t the loudest voice often considered the right one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their voices grew louder and louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, they were denounced as having lost their light, but acknowledging the existence of the Grey God seemed to solve everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, was there truly a god?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, shouldn’t all sinners be punished?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the god descended to mete out justice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had they punished the wicked or at least forgiven them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No such thing had ever happened—not once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divinity was borrowed power from the gods, yet the gods provided power without imposing obligations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They only spoke words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were many reasons behind the holy war, but one was certain: the absence of the gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another was the number of people eager to insist on the righteousness of the Grey Holy Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could be called a desperate attempt by those seeking not only to seize power but also to claim legitimacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when such efforts eventually settled into place, they would form an institution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t this similar to how nations were founded in the past?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like-minded individuals or those with similar interests came together to form groups.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look, the gathering of these people proves our righteousness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muel was intoxicated by power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His authority had already been immense from managing the Order’s trade networks and roads, but now it had grown even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as though he had become the creator of a new world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to indulge in that feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new world would unfold this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dreams could be dreamt by anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That didn’t necessarily mean they were always right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shortly before the holy war was declared, Enkrid returned to Border Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the first thing he did?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rem, are you afraid of the cold? From today on, I will be your cold. Come out! Ragna, you too. Stopped in your tracks because you’re scared of your own talent? Arrogant brat, I’ll show you how insignificant you really are!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Did you hit your head?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before the training grounds, Rem opened the door with a creak and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrapped head to toe in heated fur, he looked rather ridiculous. Luagarne, however, knew Enkrid’s nature well enough by now to understand there was a reason behind his words and actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She translated for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s in a good mood and wants a sparring match. Can’t you tell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem stared blankly at Enkrid for a moment before replying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Geez, if he gets in a good mood again, he might end up insulting my ancestors too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it wasn’t to that extent, but Rem’s response was simply her being himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna soon appeared as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After observing Enkrid silently, he remarked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think he really did hit his head. He’s speaking without any restraint.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the words, his tone wasn’t unpleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Rem and Ragna knew Enkrid was acting like this because he was in high spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a bit sudden, but who could argue against someone feeling good?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Call it excitement or simply a refreshed demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either way, seeing their commander in a good mood wasn’t a bad thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone watching felt similarly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar also heard of Enkrid’s return and entered the training grounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The usually sluggish fairy seemed to move with a bit of urgency, as if there was something important to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night was cloaked in dark clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t some squabble after waking up or a midnight brawl—it was simply the antics of an uncontrollable madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt apt to call him the Mad Knight or even the Knight of Madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you’re looking for a sparring partner, your fiancée is here,\"Shinar quipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is my fiancée?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar was shameless, her fairy-style jest warming the chilly air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the corner of the training grounds, Jaxen, half-hidden in shadow and half-bathed in moonlight, spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you gain anything from this trip?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps heightened senses came with quicker perception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course,\" Enkrid replied, drawing his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrrring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a longsword he’d retrieved from the training grounds after his return since his other sword was damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wielded the two-handed weapon with one hand, swinging it easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though lighter than his old sword, it posed no issue for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid had already adapted to its weight on the journey and finished coaxing sparring partners. Without hesitation, he struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem was first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a single step, his body tore through the air, and his blade sliced forward, brimming with a surge of Will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reflexively, he drew her axe to meet the blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You crazy bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the force imbued in the strike, Rem let out a curse-like shout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment’s hesitation could have left his body in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he immediately matched Enkrid’s power with his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clash of sword and axe sent shockwaves radiating outward in concentric circles, scattering dust and loose pebbles from the frozen, parched ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squinting against the rising dust, Ragna replayed the scene in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That was Will.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply imbuing a weapon with Will was already within their grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it couldn’t be quantitatively measured, one thing was clear: the Will had intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In simpler terms, a pale hue had deepened into a vivid shade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The downward strike followed the method of a middle-blade slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Foundationally, it’s the Will of cutting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a technique he himself had taught, and seeing it now brought him a measure of satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It appeared that Enkrid had used it to overcome a weakness and shatter a barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mind if I join in?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna unsheathed his sword and jumped into the fray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He aimed a diagonal thrust that left little room for evasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On their journey back from Border Guard, Enkrid had trained himself not to expend all his Will in a single strike but to allocate it across multiple actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening that path was the hardest part, but once it was done, familiarizing his body with the new flow was only a matter of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, that was only Enkrid’s assessment of his progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too sloppy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Rem’s eyes, it was a different story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You need to wield it with more finesse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen chimed in, as did Shinar, who naturally couldn’t resist inserting himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A betrothal stab!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairy joked excessively, naming the move absurdly as he slashed with his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wasn’t that supposed to be a thrust?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid twisted his body to dodge the slicing blade, countering Shinar’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn’t it one of your favorite techniques?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a classic example of mercenary-style swordsmanship from Valen, who was infamous for his deceptive moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experiencing it firsthand, Enkrid found it mildly aggravating despite knowing its nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valen must have been the type to relish teasing opponents, given how many of his techniques seemed designed purely for mischief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, isn’t it possible that some people pick up the sword just to toy with others?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid waited for his expended Will to regenerate before swinging his sword once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, he was kept busy parrying thrusts from Rem, Ragna, and Shinar, who attacked him in turns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their skills had noticeably improved since the last time he observed them, which was why they could hold out against his strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This progress was a direct result of endlessly swinging their swords like maniacs every single day, no matter how brief the sessions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once his Will replenished, he launched another full-force slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third repetition, his sword let out a sharpclangand broke apart—it couldn’t withstand the pressure of his Will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That marked the end of the sparring session.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think brute-forcing Will is the answer to everything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem scolded him while retrieving a fresh piece of thermal leather. Ragna, Shinar, and even Jaxen echoed similar sentiments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Audin been present, he would have likely added his critique as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you train your body, Brother, you’ll naturally gain the precision to wield Will with finesse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have you done that yourself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t need to, Brother. But since you’re not me, you’ll need to train.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, such exchanges would go on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they returned, Krais, who had joined them late, commented, \"You broke your sword this time?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new sword was in order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard you’ve been busy. Is that true?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quite. There’s probably even a tale of someone hugging Esther tightly. I’m cold too, Enki. Looks like it’s my turn for a hug.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar interjected playfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Winter is naturally cold,\" Enkrid replied calmly, having grown immune to fairy-style jests after enduring them countless times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m freezing to death here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar pretended to look pitiful, lowering her head with a drooping expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her eyebrows drop like that was strangely fascinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, share the hugs evenly!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem’s complaint brought a faint chuckle from Enkrid, who resolved to prepare a proper gift for Rem someday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, why don’t you tell us what you were doing at Cross Guard?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jaxen asked, though it was clear he was actually inquiring about the new skills Enkrid had picked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s late. Let’s talk tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid looked around at everyone as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too late for stories now—it was time to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This crazy guy! You knew it was late? And you still wanted to spar?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem exclaimed in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sparring is important.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Enkrid left to wash up, leaving the others stunned but not entirely surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t you already know he was like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am cold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shinar returned his expression to normal and turned away. Hearing those words, Krais spoke as he took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps we should stoke the fire further.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fire is dangerous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then what were they supposed to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t really a question meant to elicit an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragna summed up the current state of Enkrid in a single sentence and returned to the lodging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night passed uneventfully, and the following morning, between training bouts and sparring sessions that broke several swords, Enkrid and Luagarenne casually recounted what had happened in the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While their tone was calm, the content was rather astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, none of them, including Rem, showed exaggerated reactions of shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for Shinar, who muttered to herself in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am already ice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>City life, social gatherings, walking fires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Rem fell into brief contemplation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reflecting on the moments when Enkrid had made significant progress, he noticed a peculiar pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’So, does he grow stronger after surviving near-death experiences?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he managed to avoid dying, his skills would surge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps sending him into such situations might be effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how common were such perilous locations?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid was a man with an unyieldingWill, substantial experience, and sharp instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, at times, his intuition seemed sharper than Rem’s own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That might have been thanks to the scheming stray cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, ordinary threats hardly fazed Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, did that mean there were no real dangers left?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There certainly were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rem himself wasn’t confident he could survive if thrown into the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Western Abyss of Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’But throwing him into the Abyss?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be insanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a fleeting thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The idea of near-death situations pushing Enkrid to his limits was intriguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was because of that thought, or perhaps it stemmed from the reckless swing of that massive sword a few nights ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Enkrid had been away, Rem had spent his days training relentlessly after hearing news of Audin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His efforts earned his unit’s praise for Audin, to the point that some considered building a shrine for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That plan was stopped, apparently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Audin, the intense training bore fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under a mad commander, came mad subordinates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless, Rem mixed what he had learned from his sparring into her practice, pushing Enkrid harder than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was akin to playing a game of pushing someone to the edge of a cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One wrong move, and they could fall to their death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, that didn’t happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor did Enkrid display any extraordinary breakthroughs before facing mortal danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Guess not.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Rem’s simple conclusion, and Jaxen, watching, commented sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you out of your mind?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In heat, are you? That damned stray cat’s yowling again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a peaceful, if odd, routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While spending these productive days, news of the Holy War reached them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, this had nothing to do with Enkrid; it was an internal issue of the Holy Nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, their chosen target became a problem—they had set their sights on Noah’s monastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A merchant traveling along the newly established Stone Road brought the news to Border Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard that monastery is a den of demons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, I’ve heard that too. Supposedly, they raise demon children there, and the head monk sold his eyes to a demon, which is why the Gray God is punishing them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The propaganda was in full swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gray God’s Pope, Muel, had orchestrated it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Krais mobilized the Gilpin Guild and sought assistance from Leona to gather all relevant information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, they learned that the monastery Enkrid had briefly visited had been chosen as the scapegoat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With some analysis, they figured out the general scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’They’ll set up a scapegoat and rally people to attack it under the guise of righteous cause?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giving people a target was far more effective than rallying them for no reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a strategic move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When this was relayed to Enkrid, his response was simple:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straightforward and decisive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no obligation or reason for him to intervene, and there might be nothing to gain from this fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nevertheless, Enkrid grabbed the new sword he had received from Aetri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the surrounding tasks had been handled, leaving Rem, Ragna, and Jaxen with little to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, they were free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joining them were Esther, Shinar, Luagarenne, Teresa, Ropord, and Fel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone seems quite idle, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s thanks to our usual diligence,\" Ropord replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll leave the unit behind and go ourselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they delayed, they’d only see smoke rising from Noah’s monastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small elite group would move swiftly, leaving anyone behind who couldn’t keep up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Officially, this is the first expedition of the Madmen Knights,\" Krais remarked, watching the group depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s one way to put it.\" Enkrid nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though no rallying cry was needed, he spoke on a whim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You unhinged Madmen, let’s go wild.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Rem added with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughing barbarian’s face showed no tension, despite reports that the enemy included two holy knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what?\" was the expression he wore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Ice Fairy is with us as well,\" Shinar chimed in, though Enkrid ignored her, pretending not to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since returning, Shinar had been pestering him for attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, the expedition began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-----------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you enjoy the series and want to get more Chapters early, head over to my kofi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[SHOP BEST BUY] - 50e - Every Chapter translated - Latest WN-756 + daily Chapters from monday to friday for a month\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[MEMBERSHIP TIERS]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-SQUIRE - Cost 10e - Next 40 Chapters of ERK + daily Chapters from monday to friday the following month\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-KNIGHT - Cost 20e -s 720-754 + daily Chapters from Monday to Friday for a month\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discord server - .gg\u002FsnCZVX3mr4\u003C\u002Fp>",2620,"2026-06-03T07:43:28.182Z","2026-06-03T07:43:31.295Z",1,"novelbin.me","9c2e2fac8f1d13b4e111082b63343af7883f996f550ac9396a806cefd295aa6d","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-606","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-604",782,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Feternally-regressing-knight-cover.jpg"]