18. Are you alive?
When night fell, I tried to hear the assassin approaching.
It didn’t mean anything.
Because there was no sound or presence.
‘Let’s do it this way for the time being.’
There is no need to worry. Once you have decided on a training method, just do it like a cow plowing a field.
Encred did just that.
Before the poisonous needle flies, the assassin clearly enters the tent.
I’m listening to that sign.
Every day when I lie down and fall asleep, I face the same morning.
However, I did not just ignorantly repeat the night practice.
If you can, do your best.
I visited Saxony during the day.
Today is the day after I learned hearing training.
Encred had to wait quietly in front of the tent.
It was because I came too early than usual.
I heard whispering inside, so I didn’t get any closer.
I don’t know what they’re whispering, but there’s no need to listen.
After waiting, meet Saxony.
“Let’s take a walk together.”
So we walk and talk. Same questions, same attitude.
Even though Encred heard the same thing every time, he unconsciously showed the attitude of listening that Krang did.
Listening well was closely related to learning well.
First of all, you have to listen and understand carefully to get to the next point.
Even though I didn’t realize it, I instinctively knew that listening was important, so I listened to Encred carefully.
In that respect, the attitude of listening was an excellent tool.
Saxony repeated the same thing over and over again.
Encred sometimes had to imitate a genius.
“Having eyes in the back of your head means you can hear, right? “You just have to listen with your ears?”
“… … “There’s no need for any explanation.”
“Even sound has a direction. You will be able to distinguish between front and back and left and right. “It’s through the sound and intensity you hear, right?”
“Was he a genius?”
“what?”
“no. “You’re smarter than I thought.”
“Why did I look like an idiot?”
“That’s not it.”
And then die again. Today repeated again.
The day starts with Venjens’ platoon leader’s dissatisfaction.
“Oh, don’t you give me breakfast? “Where did this bastard go?”
“Yes, you tend to get irritable when you’re hungry.”
“what?”
“Our platoon leader, stop whining and I’m going to pick up breakfast.”
“… … Are you crazy?”
That’s not it.
No matter what I said, it didn’t mean much, so I started by making fun of it.
Keep an eye on those passing by around you.
Using some of the events that are going on as an indicator, I spend each day a little differently.
Encred passed the morning, half joking, and then repeated the day.
Five, ten times.
As I repeated this, I became accustomed to taking Saxony out of the tent.
It was a bit odd at first, but after overhearing the push they shared, I didn’t hesitate.
What was good today?
Where was it good last time?
There was talk about which posture was preferred, etc.
In this repeated day, Encred pulled back the tent without hesitation.
“Do you have Saxony time?”
“… … “What is it?”
“If you’re going to do more, get out of the way.”
“Even if I want to, it ruins my excitement.”
“Then come out.”
The woman next to me gave me a bewildered look, asking, ‘What is this guy?’
It was embarrassing at first, but as I got used to it, I became shameless.
It means it was ignored.
Above all, even after doing this, Saxony did not express any complaints.
However, I was just curious as to why Encred was like this.
His curiosity was always solved in the same way.
“Are you curious about that?”
“no. That’s it.”
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The same goes for training. After getting used to hearing the sound to some extent, Saxony expressed his doubts.
“… … Have you ever learned anything like this?”
“Some from my grandfather when I was young.”
Encred is a war orphan.
Not even my parents knew, let alone my grandfather.
“okay.”
Even with this excuse that didn’t work, Saxony just ignored it.
Encred always had a worthwhile day.
While the task was to move the body when training to stab, this time the task was to sit still.
There was success.
Encred continued his slow but steady steps.
‘Let’s do what we learned.’
If you can’t go one step at a time, take half a step at a time.
If you can’t take half a step, take half a step at a time.
If that’s not allowed, wiggle your toes.
About twenty times have passed since I repeated the same day.
‘I can hear it.’
I heard the wind hitting the feathers.
Let’s go together.
I heard a grinding sound coming from the carriage wheels.
The interlocking gears are like a broken mainspring.
‘It’s a breaking sound.’
There are different types of sounds.
Some sounds convey information like speaking.
For example, the sound heard through the flag is like that.
“It’s easy to figure out it’s a west wind. All I have to do now is check the side where I am sitting, find the north, and follow the direction of the sound of the flag waving.”
It’s easy. No one can do this all at once.
Repeat again and again.
As has always been the case, my mindset does not change even though I live day by day.
Everything created a synergy effect.
‘Follow the sound of a feather shaking.’
Depending on where you sit.
You can find out the direction of the wind. It is not particularly useful in real life or on the battlefield.
You can tell the direction the wind is blowing even from where you are sitting.
However, it was significant that this was discovered only through sound.
Distinguishing the doctor’s voice.
Estimate the size and measure the distance.
‘If you learn it properly, it will be useful on the battlefield.’
In that sense, Saxony was always one step ahead and avoided dangerous battlefields.
Did you hear it in advance, judge it, and then make your move?
Can you do that too?
We don’t know right now.
Distinguishing sounds was the first part of this training.
The second was to measure the distance by listening.
Encred had just finished these two things.
The third step is to distinguish and listen to small sounds.
Did they say that the best training is to listen for the assassin’s presence?
‘It’s funny, though.’
It was the best environment.
Dying without knowing what happened was really more unpleasant than I thought.
The worst situation in itself is being caught in a rush without any resistance.
still.
‘Isn’t this an opportunity?’
That thought suddenly occurred to me.
Didn’t get up from bed. If he got involved with Freckles’ watchdog, he would die every time.
There was no need to do that.
I lay down, closed my eyes, and concentrated.
First, start by listening.
The next thing is to think about it later.
During the day, I hear the sound of a rolling cart, the sound of wooden pegs breaking and shaking, and, on the contrary, the sound of an intact cart.
I could distinguish flags waving in the wind, tents, and people’s voices.
Doing the same thing over and over again could be difficult and painful for some people.
‘fun.’
It was different for Encred.
For him, even small growth was a joy.
Although I didn’t roll my body like I did when I learned the Heart of the Beast.
The exhaustion of mental strength was extreme.
If I concentrated too much, I would get a headache that felt like my head would explode.
But after repeating that about 30 times, it soon got better.
Although it may be a little bit, I live today differently from yesterday.
Encred liked it so much that it made him shudder.
So the fifty-sixth night.
Okay.
The sound of a torch burning on a perch.
The sound of a soldier guarding the night striking the floor with his spear in surprise while dozing off.
The sound of the freckled duty barracks watchdog occasionally lifting the tent.
Among the sounds, a small sound penetrates my ears.
The sound of the wind escaping.
‘heard.’
It’s definitely different from usual. Encred’s ears could tell the slight difference.
The moment I heard it, Encred rolled to the side without hesitation.
‘I avoided it.’
The initial plan was to dodge and then scream.
Encred couldn’t do that.
Hiyuk.
I hear the sound of cutting the air behind me.
I didn’t even have time to take out the dagger I had hidden in my chest.
I rolled forward again.
Siik, swoosh, swoosh.
I keep hearing a small noise that cannot be described in words.
By distinguishing the direction by sound, Encred managed to avoid the attack, very narrowly.
The tip of the blade even grazed the area around my thigh.
‘This was lucky.’
If I did it wrong, my thighs would have been cut. It was a dangerous opponent to even scratch.
I wonder if the person using the poisonous needle didn’t put anything on the blade.
Avoid rolling and flipping your body repeatedly.
The heart of the beast shines.
Even though dangerous moments continue.
My heart sinks coldly.
There’s no need to get excited.
All you have to do is hear the sound and avoid it.
‘are you okay. It’s worth it.’
You can avoid it if you give up counterattacking.
The blade is drawn vertically, aiming for the back.
The other party’s intentions were clear.
I’m asking you to at least brush against it.
Encred rolled towards Vengeance’s bed, who had no intention of coming out of dreamland despite the commotion.
He rolled over and pushed the bed with his shoulder.
puck.
A heavy shock returns to the shoulder muscles.
Even though he endured the pain and hit with all his might, Platoon Commander Benjens did not wake up.
‘Poisonous sting.’
won’t wake up I thought it was a poison related to paralysis or sleep.
“Poisonous guy.”
This time, the assassin must have been in such a hurry that he even heard the sound of the assassin muttering and kicking the ground.
Encred’s breath rose to the tip of his chin and he gasped.
The assassin felt the opponent gasping for breath and stabbed the knife in his right hand and threw the poisonous needle in his left hand.
It was close to a fatal move.
Encred responded quickly, despite his breathing.
He dodged the knife and blocked the poisonous needle by raising Platoon Commander Benjens’ arm and using it as a shield.
With a pick, the poisonous needle got stuck in Venjens’ forearm.
While the assassin hesitated after seeing the blockage, Encred rolled towards the entrance of the tent.
Appearing out of breath was a trick.
‘This is the Valen-style mercenary sword, the deception.’
It was a ploy to give him a chance to end the fight easily and to take advantage of the opportunity to react.
It’s a conversation that worked well.
Encred, who had been rolling, used his body’s elasticity to get up halfway and act as if he was running out of the tent.
The assassin threw himself away.
That too was a trick.
Encred headed towards the wall instead of the entrance. He took out a dagger from his pocket and tried to slash the tent wall.
If you tear up and run away, you win the fight, I think so.
Buuuk.
Before that, the tent wall was torn.
Beyond the cut tent wall.
“It’s a little late.”
Green eyes were seen shining along with the voice.
He was a fairy company commander. The main culprit of the assassination.
I reflexively tried to stab him.
The thing in my hand was a dagger, but I had become accustomed to it because it was a technique I had repeated countless times.
Turn your body around your left foot and stab your opponent in one go.
The right arm extends like a javelin.
The fairy company commander stepped inside with his eyes shining and swung his right hand from the inside out.
Chin, swish.
That hand gesture changes the trajectory of the stab. At the same time, the company commander kicked Encred’s foot.
The world spun and Encred immediately rolled on the ground.
After that, the fairy company commander made an incomprehensible movement.
Tidy Dick.
Encred looked away, pulled his cloak, fluttered it, and blocked the way.
With a thud, something got stuck on the cloak.
It was a poisonous sting.
“are you okay?”
As I watched in bewilderment, I saw Krang lying face down outside the tent.
“Was there an escort?”
The assassin’s voice clearly showed signs of agitation.
“Assassination makes me vomit.”
The fairy company commander said, dangling his cloak.
Encred’s mind was busy trying to understand the situation.
‘Not an assassin?’
Was it the one protecting it?
So what you saw when you died was not the person who killed you, but just someone who arrived late?
“You don’t look like you’re hurt?”
“in amazement.”
Encrid answered Krang’s question and turned around.
The assassin’s center of gravity was shifted backwards, as if he had planned to kill the fairy company commander as soon as he saw him.
The company commander didn’t seem to have any intention of catching it.
Soon the assassin took a step backwards, kicked out the tent entrance, and fled.
Even as I ran, I could barely hear my footsteps.
“This is true.”
Krang smiled shyly and entered the tent.
The company commander walked up to the front of the tent, grabbed the shoulder of the freckled soldier who appeared to have fainted, dragged his feet, and threw him into the tent.
I glanced at Vengeance’s platoon leader and then turned around.
Green eyes looked at Encred.
A short silence.
After a while, the company commander tilted his head and opened his mouth.
“You survived?”
The question was mixed with surprise.
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