[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-eternally-regressing-knight":3,"chapter-eternally-regressing-knight-eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-633":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},964754,1263,"Chapter 633 - No Longer Wishing for Talent","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-633",633,"\u003Cp>Chapter 633 - No Longer Wishing for Talent\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his right hand, Enkrid wielded the silver sword; in his left, Spark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver sword was drawn from his left hip, emitting a soft glow as it sliced horizontally through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Spark from his right hip thrust forward to stab what lay in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slashing and stabbing—simple motions—but when executed with speed, they became the scythe of a reaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid repeated the same sequence, slashing and stabbing once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His precise hands pierced and severed necks with not a millimeter of error.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, the insolent servants who had stepped forward to greet their guest were either beheaded or left with gaping wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, theWillbrushed past his eyes, assisting his adaptation to the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most significant difference between a squire and a knight lay in their usage ofWill: the former used it unconsciously, while the latter wielded it with intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Enkrid employedWill, allowing it to aid him in perceiving the environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he didn’t have perfect visibility akin to the heat-detection sight some fairies possessed, he could roughly discern the enemy’s figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four drowned corpses fell to the ground, their bloated bodies collapsing sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the fall, the damp sensation felt through his boots, the smell mingling with the moist air—these sensations stirred his senses awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Water?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The labyrinth was damp, but that wasn’t all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pressing, unpleasant sensation weighed on his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Suppressing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed as if something in the air was trying to suppress theWillhe instinctively activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air itself felt toxic, and the oppressive aura pressing on his shoulders seemed to demand that he leave immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, it was a place of overlapping unpleasantness and ominousness, with something actively working to suppressWill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this had little effect on Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a knight, and hisWill of Refusalautomatically countered such influences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not an absolute countermeasure, it was sufficient to negate the effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What remained were the damp air, the unpleasant odor, and the sinister atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after Enkrid granted peace to the four drowned servants, Fel, Lua, and their group of fairies entered the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What a stench.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fel commented, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a shepherd of the wilderness, he was accustomed to the foul smell of livestock waste, yet the stench here surpassed even that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ominous air that Enkrid had sensed also reached Fel, making his hand instinctively touch the grip of hisIdol Slayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s foul and foreboding,\" Lua added, glancing around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the pitch-black darkness, darker than a moonless night, the group could still roughly discern their surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without sight, their other senses remained sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the fairies produced a small stone, which began to emit a soft light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not excessively bright, it sufficed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fairies, by nature, had eyes capable of piercing through the dark, with some even born with heat-detection abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few among the group had this gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nonetheless, the presence of a light source greatly enhanced their field of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The luminous stone wasn’t prepared specifically for Enkrid or his companions but had been readied beforehand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Already started, have we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Bran who spoke, pulling out a cigarette in the darkness. Striking his flint, he lit it, and a faint glow emerged as the leaf burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reddish glow of the cigarette stood out amidst the light of the luminous stone, its acrid scent slightly displacing the labyrinth’s foul air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Been here before?\" Enkrid asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I came as a guide back then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The labyrinth wasn’t as narrow as it appeared; it could even accommodate Bran’s large frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they hadn’t planned to navigate such a cave, knowing beforehand wouldn’t have changed much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dampness, the viscous moisture on the ground, and the uneven limestone walls defined the entrance to this labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Commander Shinar would likely wish for you to turn back even now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice belonged to a female fairy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swordswoman carrying a blade reminiscent of Spark spoke, her tone steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unclear if she intended to echo Shinar’s thoughts, gauge Enkrid’s resolve, or express her concerns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her emotional restraint was exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That man is stubborn and doesn’t listen to others,\" Fel replied on Enkrid’s behalf, an accurate assessment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go,\" Enkrid said, pressing forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The oppressive air, the foul odor, and the sinister atmosphere barred their way, but these were trivial obstructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairy holding the luminous stone raised it higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drowned corpses they’d encountered earlier and the manticore that had appeared were unlikely to be the only threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This proved true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked through the wide tunnel, monsters emerged relentlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grrrrhh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monstrous roar, accompanied by the stench of decaying flesh, echoed as a creature leaped from the darkness beyond the light of the luminous stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t walked far, merely rounded a corner, when it appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s a mix of drowned corpses and face-hounds,\" Lua observed with the insight of a Frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though unnecessary to say, the creatures’ appearance made it evident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloated from the water, with peeling flesh that fell to the ground with a squelch, the face-hounds—four-legged monsters—charged at them in a row, their black eyes gleaming as they blocked the group’s path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it a threat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in the least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll handle this,\" Bran announced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, the group wasn’t unprepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fairy swordsman, who had honed his body in place of relying on spiritual energy, was testament to their readiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid crossed his arms, taking a moment to observe their combat prowess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an opportunity to assess the strength of his allies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairies’ combat style was the epitome of practicality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bran the Woodguard, alongside Brisa, Arcoyris, and Zero—these were the names of the other fairies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zero, the towering fairy who had challenged Enkrid to a duel upon entering the city, stood out prominently, second only to Bran in skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad,\" Lua remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zero lunged forward, drawing his sword—aNaidyr, a blade unique to the fairies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he dashed forward and unsheathed his weapon, his muscles coiled, transferring power from his ankles to his wrists as he brought the sword down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade seemed to warp in the dim light as it cleaved through the face-hound vertically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splatter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the luminous stone’s light, the creature’s dark blood stained the ground, adding to the already wet surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems aware of you,\" Lua commented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strike resembled Enkrid’s blow against the manticore earlier—similar, though not identical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps a prodigy,\" Enkrid thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fairies derived their strength from spiritual energy, yet Zero’s blade struck true without it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two fairies were no less skilled, demonstrating sharp precision and teamwork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Enkrid, protected by theWill of Refusalfrom the labyrinth’s oppressive air, felt as though his legs were weighted by iron shackles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The environment affected them all similarly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re swift.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their movements were light, and their strikes were fierce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Zero relied on raw power to cut and slash, the other two focused on creating and exploiting vulnerabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without exchanging glances or words, the pair fought in seamless tandem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When one exposed their back, a face-hound lunged, only for the other to swiftly decapitate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They deliberately expose weaknesses to bait the monsters, exploiting their instincts and striking at the resulting openings,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid observed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairies’ tactics forced the creatures to act predictably, attacking as if compelled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though simple in theory, executing such strategies required immense skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, Bran stood out for his straightforward approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the others, his combat style was refreshingly uncomplicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grrrrr!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man-faced hound lunged at Bran, sinking its teeth into his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, its fangs couldn’t pierce his armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While it held on, Bran’s massive wooden fist slammed into the creature’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The punch wasn’t fast or slow, but the sheer force behind it rivaled that of a giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hound’s head burst in a single blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bran’s combat strategy was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Take a hit, then land a hit.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woodguards were beings with bodies of bark, like impenetrable plate armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their natural forms extended protection even to their eyes and internal organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Woodguards were fairies born with wooden bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Do Woodguards even have internal organs?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the exterior couldn’t be penetrated, the inside could be destroyed—an instinctive thought, even when not in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Zero joined forces with the two fairies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though over twenty man-faced hounds emerged from the water, there was no need for Enkrid to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He merely observed the battle, which unexpectedly led to a small realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Zero.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fairy didn’t swing their blade with thought but with instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shut off their mind and concealed their emotions, leaving only combat reflexes to guide them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zero fight, it was clear—there was thought behind their actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed impossible to harmonize instinctual combat reflexes with rational judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, they managed to do so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How is that even possible?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of experience, there was no one on the continent who could rival Enkrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His accelerated thoughts delved into the techniques of the fairies—more than observation, it was a near-obsessive analysis driven by curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This habit mirrored Ragna’s tendencies, except that while Ragna would understand techniques the moment he saw them, Enkrid had to dissect the reasons and processes behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t take long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his thoughts raced, the actual time spent was brief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid came to understand the tactical reasoning behind the fairy’s movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’My method is accelerated thinking.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To an observer, it might seem as though he processed dozens of thoughts simultaneously, but in reality, he thought sequentially—just at an abnormally fast pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the fairy’s approach was entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’In the right hand, the blade. In the left, spark.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like wielding two swords simultaneously but different in a sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairy’s actions split their thought processes between their hands, effectively partitioning their mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having observed it, Enkrid thought he could replicate it with some practice—not immediately, of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Ragna, he lacked the innate talent to master something instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he no longer wished for such talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within him now was a seed of understanding, planted and ready to grow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Mastering something through years of effort makes it unforgettable. It also allows you to revisit and refine every part of the process.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In simpler terms, it meant that a skill honed instinctively could also be understood theoretically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid didn’t mind this approach—it was why he no longer envied raw talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to find the stairs leading downward,\" Bran said after the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monsters kept coming—drowned corpses, manticores, and the like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they had little time to rest, there were no significant threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creatures weren’t as powerful as the manticores that had emerged earlier at the labyrinth’s entrance, nor were they colony-level threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairies could handle them, though it was taxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Of course, stamina is still an issue.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the sheer number of monsters that made things tedious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even simple, repetitive tasks become exhausting when unending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fel and Luagarne took turns fighting, and even Enkrid didn’t pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they trudged through the labyrinth, the ground became increasingly uneven and slick with the remains of monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annoying creatures like blood-sucking flies and large leeches that tried to bite their shins also appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood-sucking flies were particularly troublesome, causing relentless bleeding once they bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avoiding bites was critical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairies swung their blades with precision to eliminate the insects, but they seemed endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These things caused trouble last time, too,\" Bran muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though unaffected by bites himself, he didn’t bother exterminating them aggressively—he simply swatted a few away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bran caught one fly and flung it against the wall, where it splattered into a mess of black blood and crushed flesh—not a pleasant sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid, too, swatted at the pests with his bare fists, refusing to draw his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How bothersome,\" Luagarne said, igniting her whip with flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings brightened as she swung it wide, creating a fiery gust that incinerated the flies mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rotating whip generated heat akin to a fire spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enkrid, intrigued by the display, couldn’t help but watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing his gaze, Luagarne explained, \"The utility of a magical weapon depends on how it’s used.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after clearing the flies, they walked for quite some time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s too vast,\" Fel remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bran nodded. \"Finding the way will take two to three days, at least.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no wonder this place was called a labyrinth. Navigating it was a task in itself. Without Bran, they might have wandered even longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, after what felt like half a day, Bran spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve found it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t discovered the path by memory or studying the terrain but by observing the monsters’ behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those creatures are guarding the stairs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead of them were several drowned corpses—unusual ones. They didn’t seem like ordinary creatures, and their numbers were substantial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They don’t stay dead when you kill them,\" Bran added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairies visibly tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Enkrid recognized these foes would be formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the shoulders of the drowned corpses, faint, flickering forms were visible—shapeless beings of malign energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were drowned corpses inhabited by malevolent spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-----------------------------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many thanks to my friend Tulips for proofreading the Chapter :)\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-790 + 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 for a month\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-KNIGHT - Cost 20e -s 750-790 + daily Chapters from Monday to Friday for a month\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discord server - .gg\u002FsnCZVX3mr4\u003C\u002Fp>",2282,"2026-06-03T07:43:28.182Z","2026-06-03T07:43:31.295Z",1,"novelbin.me","f738d6f7acc1661e8237b76f60d9033849e772cf0cffbdf3406636938c755bdc","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-634","eternally-regressing-knight-chapter-632",782,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Feternally-regressing-knight-cover.jpg"]