294. The boatman said.
It’s on a ferry boat strolling along a dark river.
The purple lamp suddenly stopped and shined alone, but its light did not spread widely.
I could barely see my hands.
Even though it was a background I saw often, it was more gloomy today.
The boatman’s tone was also more serious.
It felt like my heart was pounding and my head was shaking.
Encred asked what part of what he heard was particularly interesting.
“road?”
Didn’t you enjoy being blocked and suffering? But tell me what?
“Stand back and watch. If you dodge, the way will open.”
Basically, if you skip today, it starts again. In other words, avoidance could not be a way to face tomorrow.
But to avoid it?
The boatman’s tone became more and more serious.
“Avoid.”
A whining voice penetrated my whole body.
It felt like my internal organs were being torn apart.
There is no pain. It’s a sensory issue. No, this is a world of images, so there are no senses either.
It’s a mental problem.
The important thing is not something that happens due to the voice.
Encred did not doubt the boatman.
His purpose was also unquestioned.
The boatman must keep himself in the present.
Is it because they perceive it that way?
“The devil always comes in the form of an angel.”
Suddenly, a word from the temple that Auddin recited every day came to mind.
“Avoid.”
The boatman said words to Encred that were still tearing his guts and confusing his mind.
With that, the black river quickly moved away, and Encred welcomed a new day with the strange experience of opening his eyes once more even though they were open.
The boatman’s words remained more powerful in my mind than ever before.
It was different from usual. Usually, my dreams remain as a vague memory, but not this time.
It felt like I had been brainwashed.
‘Run away. Turn around. If you give up just one child, you can easily get through this day. That’s enough.’
That’s right, Encred clearly recognized the situation.
The boatman gave himself a chance to get through today easily.
I thought about the words carefully a few times and felt the need to do so.
“Do we have to do this?”
Kreis’ words change slightly. The boatman is right. Desire, desire and reason speak of one path.
But why at this moment?
“I’ll pretend to know later. If I make a famous potion, I might give you one, so show me off.”
Does it remind me of the little boy who was chattering while putting his hands on his hips and lifting his chin?
Originally, Will, it was true that rejection only responded to the same type of pressure.
So, you can only reject techniques such as intimidation that comes from willpower, or the natural fear that monsters give to humans.
Encred instinctively knew that, but he muttered to himself.
‘refuse.’
I still kept repeating ‘the easy way’ in my mind. Time and again, reason told me that was right. Instinct also tells us that it is right.
Encred went to the front of the battlefield even though he was limping.
“…Are you coming out today too?”
The soldier standing next to me asks.
Encred’s face was full of small scratches.
“I’m going out tomorrow too.”
In reply, Encred took off his leather helmet and threw it away.
Helmets narrow your field of vision and block some of your senses. This time, I will stab the sword before the spell is activated.
‘By the quickest route.’
Draw a line of movement and draw an action to implement it.
The wind blew and brushed my cheek.
Even though it was daytime, the sky was dark and the wind blowing past my cheek was cool.
Through the cold, sharp wind, my nose was filled with the scent of the battlefield.
Blood, metal, feces, fear, horror, excitement, tension.
Everything is interpreted by the brain as a smell.
The five senses were divided into one and opened the door to the sixth sense.
A single point of concentration was activated, my brain burned, and everything on the battlefield seemed slow.
Soon a child came running. Blocked out surrounding sounds.
There’s no need to listen.
I didn’t notice anything else except the child.
There’s no need to see it.
What I saw, heard, smelled, and felt were all merged into a single line.
Dots and dots.
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‘I am also a dot.’
Perceive yourself as a dot and see the line the child is running towards as a dot.
The fastest way to connect the dots.
Bend and straighten your right knee. Even though ‘Will’ was not inhabited, Encred’s thighs, which had been trained to the point of ignorance, made Encred’s body bounce off at an alarming speed.
At the same time, extend the sword in your left hand forward.
The soldier watching saw the blade before the human body.
The blue-tinged blade moved faster than the arrow. That’s what it seemed to the soldier watching.
Enkri welcomed this day faster than any other day.
I saw the child’s face. I saw her eyes. Her nose was visible. Her mouth was visible.
The face of a child who had already died and dreamed of becoming a herbalist appeared overlaid on top of it.
The sword stabs the child in the shoulder. Cut the straps across her shoulders with fine adjustments. With a pick, the scroll was cut in half, and light poured out as it swayed on the child’s chest.
It was a failure.
* * *
“You’re stupid.”
The boatman’s tone of voice was uneven. I couldn’t read the emotions.
Encred did not answer. Behaved as before. The same day repeated again.
When do people despair?
If you say something you can’t do from the beginning, it’s rather indifferent.
accept it Recognize that it is the end.
But it seems like it will be within reach. What if I can’t reach it?
That’s when despair comes.
In that case, what if you showed me a side road, or hinted at a shortcut?
After the boatman changed into what he was now, he questioned the being he had never seen before.
Why doesn’t that person give up?
Why isn’t that person frustrated?
Why, why, how could that be?
Questions brought doubts. That doubt led the boatman to come up with a second suggestion.
It was after eighty-six days had passed.
“It’s too late to regret it.”
At those words, the man named Encred tilted his head.
How can you express your emotions to that degree in a world of images?
It may be surprising, but there are so many things to be surprised at by the person in front of you, so it wasn’t even that big of a surprise.
“But I am generous.”
“generosity?”
When I saw that he even included a chuimsa in his question, I could see that my intention and will were strong.
It is not the body in the world of images that speaks, but the will.
The way he spoke and his attitude were extremely profane, but it was okay.
Since he already knew this and that he could end up making fun of that rhythm, the boatman ignored it and said what he had to say.
“I’ll give you one more chance.”
“also?”
Still, that chuimsae was uncomfortable to hear. The way he tilts his head and frowns makes it look like he’s teasing.
However, the boatman was able to remain calm because he had already surpassed humans.
If he was a guy living in the real world, he would have started spitting out double insults.
But aren’t you different from those people?
“Don’t let the subject of the wall get close. Make it cross the river before it gets to you.”
The boatman maintained his mood, and Encred asked back in the same posture as before.
“river?”
The boatman took a breath that he wouldn’t normally do because it wasn’t necessary. It was deep. And kicked the opponent out.
Only after Encred disappeared from his mind did he comfortably reveal his will.
“You son of a bitch.”
It’s short, but it’s a bold and clear expression of determination.
Also, even though he urged himself so much and forced his will into Encred’s head.
‘The son of a bitch will act as he pleases.’
I had a premonition that Encred would betray my intentions.
And the boatman, who recognized that, smiled without knowing.
“her.”
It was the first real emotion I had seen since becoming a boatman.
It was a half empty, half happy laugh.
* * *
‘You keep talking bullshit. ‘Are you bored?’
Encred was the one who had trampled on the original path without turning back.
Of course, this suggestion was also completely ignored.
There was only one thought in his head.
‘Could it be faster than this?’
I was connecting dots, my brain was burning with concentration, and I felt like my eyes were going to fall out.
Still, it is a failure.
So what is fast?
I thought I’ve seen a lot of swords that say ‘good’ and ‘quick’ among them.
The answer came suddenly and easily.
“My hands weren’t the fastest when pickpocketing. But I was the best at it. Even though my hands were a little slow, I had quick senses. I just do it when the opponent isn’t looking. Why are you trying to win with hand speed when I’m watching, stupid? “It’s something only bastards do.”
While holding on to Ragna and exchanging the fastest sword strikes, and holding on to Audin and listening to him learn first strike techniques in Balaf style martial arts, this is what Kreis, who was passing by, said.
It was a trivial remark. Kreis also did not say this with any meaning in mind.
No, what I said next was what I really wanted to say.
“The other party knows about us. This is like stealing Crona’s pocket by looking at them and moving their hands quickly.”
Since the situation is that bad, they are saying that variables are needed, but Encred did not respond.
No, I couldn’t.
Lightning struck in my head at Kreis’ words.
‘Outside the scope of perception.’
Fast is relative.
If you show your intentions to the other person, no matter how fast you are, it will be slow.
If I know your intentions, I will prepare.
“Eh, it’s like this again? Can’t you hear? Hey? Enki, you bastard?”
In front, Kreis waved his hand and ran around, but I couldn’t hear him.
Encred sank into his own world. Her mouth was half open and drool was flowing.
Still, the thoughts didn’t stop.
“stop.”
Ragnar pulls out Chrys.
Encred was breaking something that had trapped my thoughts.
The other person’s intentions and your own intentions.
Humans can also convey meaning with just one hand gesture.
The technique of capturing the other person’s attention with hand gestures was developed there. That’s how magic is used, not by magic, but by dexterity.
This is a skill that can be easily seen even in gambling halls.
That’s what intention is.
‘Cheating.’
You can deceive someone with just intention.
Fast is something you do without the other person’s knowledge.
Is this a race to see speed in front of you?
no. At least Encred didn’t take it that way. This wall is about saving the child or not.
He decided that way.
Therefore, what is needed is a sword or sword.
There were countless such techniques in Valencian mercenary swordsmanship.
‘ah.’
Enlightenment follows. Lightning struck her head one after another.
What is fast?
It can be done without the other person’s knowledge.
Finishing the fight without even showing the opponent your fast sword.
The non-fatal stab that Saxony showed me grazed my head.
Add something new.
‘The sense of avoidance is based on instinct.’
The sense of avoidance avoids everything that falls into the realm of the sixth sense. What if you put intention on top of it?
What if you give direction to your instincts?
It is a road that has never been seen before.
It seemed like I could barely get my hands on it. That’s why. So just her speed was stuck in her head.
no. There is not one road.
‘But it’s better if it’s absolutely faster.’
They say that if you try to kill two birds with one stone, you won’t be able to kill even one.
Left arm and speed trained through accumulated experience and misjudgment.
Because all of that showed the path where two rabbits are running now. It seemed like I could catch both.
Above all, the training I had done previously with Saxony was helpful.
Haven’t you trained yourself to use your sense of evasion at close range?
What was the meaning of the training you did by avoiding stones?
Questions must have intention.
Training was also a way to move toward results through process.
Encred had one result.
‘Intention over instinct.’
The feeling of avoidance is a feast of instinct. Let your body respond to your sixth sense and intuition.
So it is a sense of avoidance. It’s an art that comes from the instinct to protect one’s body.
Encred twisted the technique.
‘With intention.’
It was a concept that could easily be called a sense of attack.
Zeng.
The psychological shackles planted by the boatman were broken.
A wall that is easy to reach.
Nevertheless, it is a wall that cannot be overcome.
The suggestion given at that time.
Everything is a trap. Everything is a prison that confines him.
But Encred didn’t even set foot near the prison.
The suggestion was ignored, and a new path was found and opened.
‘ah.’
At the end of enlightenment, a new day, a battlefield, was waiting for him.
“today…….”
“The pain that can’t kill me.”
You are at the forefront of the battlefield. I cut off the soldier next to me who asked me the same thing every day.
The soldier absentmindedly made eye contact and then answered.
“It only makes me stronger.”
In reality, the pain that kills me makes me stronger.
I liked the current slogan better.
Encred went out through the blustery wind.
A child with a scroll wrapped around his body came running from the other side of the battlefield.
fantasy,
