325.
After Grais left, Encred sat down on the floor.
My legs were so weak I couldn’t hold on.
He flopped down and hit the floor from the bottom up.
A heavy shock came up through my glutes.
‘I think it’s harder than being trapped by a thousand soldiers.’
The day was even worse as I struggled against a large number of people who put a strain on my body.
Of course.
Didn’t this just swing the sword once?
However, the fatigue in a short period of time was extreme.
I felt dizzy and my mouth was dry.
I also felt helpless.
I feel like strength has been drained from my muscles.
Apart from the pain of a dislocated shoulder.
It was compared to the previous day.
When compared to time, there was an absurd difference.
The boatman did not sing in despair and despair for no reason.
Sometimes I talked so much that I thought I might actually write a poem and sing a song.
Still, I accepted it.
No, more accurately, he took control of the situation.
The concept of receiving has been reversed.
I passed ‘once’ by spitting first.
In the end, it was no different from receiving a knight’s sword.
In the end, the dislocated shoulder and trembling body prove that he survived and overcame it.
‘luck.’
Luck was part of it, but bigger than that was thought and effort.
Encred tried to lie back, but was stopped by someone else’s hand.
“You have to be careful with the furnace.”
It was Sinar’s hand.
If I lay down on my back, the burn on my back would get worse.
Her palm gently supported the back of his head.
It wasn’t all burned, but the charred hair broke apart and fell like graphite powder to the floor.
“It’s no big deal.”
Sinar said, looking at the spot where the knight disappeared.
“Yes, it’s no big deal.”
Encred also answered while looking at a similar place.
“It’s ridiculous.”
Ragna muttered to himself.
As those words came out of Ragnar’s mouth, it struck me how unrealistic and inhuman the knight’s strength was.
I see that Ragna is said to be ruthless.
Ragna took the knight’s sword and checked the path again.
The instrument opened and the visible path became clearer.
So the task to do was clear.
Maintaining your current motivation.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to work hard for it.
“next time.”
Encred is already muttering to himself.
We promise to fight against the knight’s sword and discuss glory.
Ragna felt the urge not to be left behind by that sight.
That was very fun.
So I laughed.
“Why are you smiling after getting hit?”
The captain said something meaningless.
“Why are you smiling, Captain?”
In fact, Encred, who said those words, also smiled.
He smiles at the subject, who is sitting down with his back scorched, as if he is not in pain.
“If you want to laugh, you laugh.
ha ha ha!”
Dunbakhel added from the side.
No one answered her.
* * *
Knight Jamal left after being guided by Kreis.
There was no one to stop it.
“This is Captain Encred’s order.
Come out.
Don’t stop me.
“Make a way, make a way.”
Kreis took the lead and opened the way.
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Within the current camp, the name Encred was like a famous sword that could cut down anything.
Who would dare stop this?
Even Battalion Commander Garrett could not do anything about it, so it was no different from holding power based on the respect of soldiers.
Nevertheless, there were a few soldiers whose eyes glowed with a fierce look.
The driver’s calm manner of walking must have been annoying.
There were soldiers with fierce personalities everywhere.
“Come out.”
Kreis deliberately glared.
Knight Jamal didn’t even care about what was going on around him.
What’s there to know? They’re just soldiers who will cut you down if you attack them.
I won’t take the initiative because it’s not honorable, but if someone attacks me, I’ll be able to stab and cut them mercilessly.
Fortunately, no one attacked, so Jamal asked out of pure curiosity.
“Do you really do crazy things like that?”
There was no need to refer to anyone.
Because Kreis understood it quickly.
No matter how much Jamal thought about it, it seemed like Encred recognized him and attacked him.
Since I asked about his affiliation, I don’t think he knew who he was, but I guess he had some idea of his skills.
So, ‘Will’ must have actually thrown his sword right away.
I had no choice but to accept the sword’s downward strike mixed with intimidation.
It felt like it had been a long time since I was forced to swing a sword.
It was a refreshing experience.
It would be absurd for Avnier to know, but there were some things that could not be helped.
This is the question I asked at the end of that thought.
Is he really that crazy?
‘If only it were a little off.’
Encred must have died.
So, it was as if I put down my sword and risked my life.
Aside from the discussion of honor, it was a sword that slipped through a very small gap.
The passage he entered was like a place full of swords.
Even if the judgment was a little late.
Even if I changed direction just a little.
‘I would have died.’
But did you see hesitation in the opponent’s sword?
Even though I am risking my life to strike down the sword, how can I not show any regrets?
It was said to be a crushing sword.
For just one moment, Encred’s sword lived up to its name.
crushed.
I made myself react.
Looking at that, how can the other person look normal?
Knights are also humans, so they must have fears and instincts.
Encred looked like someone who had gone off the rails.
Indeed, the knight’s insight was unique.
I saw everything there was to see just by sharing swords once.
Kreis answered, choosing his words carefully.
“You have good eyes.
Yes, he is crazy.”
Kreis was deeply impressed by the existence of a knight.
Isn’t your intuition infinitely more amazing?
I can’t believe I recognized the captain’s madness at a glance.
“Right.”
The driver left.
Jamal had nothing more to ask.
Although it was pessimistic news, it was the moment to say what I wanted to say and go to my original place.
Will this be an opportunity for Naurilia to decide to start a large-scale war?
A knight uses a sword, so the repercussions will be that big.
* * *
Garrett belatedly ran into the messed up tent.
Coming only after safety was guaranteed, his survival instinct was no less than that of Kreis.
“What on earth is going on?”
Still, he looked surprised.
Encred explained everything, and Garrett didn’t tell him about it.
There was nothing good about knowing that there were articles going back and forth.
Should we tell soldiers who think they have just won and are done that a knight may soon come and cut off your head?
Even if the driver said he wouldn’t come back, accepting it emotionally was a different matter.
It seemed like the people here had already given up worrying about anything.
Garrett also couldn’t say for another reason.
“I have to start by reporting to the center.”
Garrett says.
Kreis, who returned after seeing off the driver, narrowed his eyes at those words.
“I think we can just leave it at that and move on, right?”
“That’s not for us to judge.”
Kreis frowned.
There was a bad smell from a political perspective.
Will something different happen from this?
Of course it will happen.
‘Political supremacy.’
Azpen was the first to break his vow.
It’s not a non-aggression pact, but didn’t they say not to cross the line for the time being?
I ignored it, crossed the border, and lost.
Do you even send articles there?
You won’t be able to pass it off as something that never happened.
Perhaps Naurilia could benefit greatly politically from this.
As a condition to cover up the knight’s intervention, they will also put a condition that there will be no war immediately.
It was obvious to Kreis.
Of course, it wasn’t something he cared much about, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t something that mattered at all.
Stinky things stink, and shouldn’t you skip what you can skip in the meantime?
‘If you look at it from the border guard’s perspective.’
It will be very beneficial.
If you put your hand there, you will also benefit.
My mind automatically went back to earning Krona.
“Huh, then, get treatment first.”
Garrett, who saw the situation, clapped his hands lightly and said.
After attracting attention with a clap, he went outside and ordered something, and a group of soldiers came and cleaned up the mess inside the tent.
Encred’s dislocated shoulder was adjusted by two medics.
Even though the pain of adjusting the bones was enormous, Encred remained calm.
When the sound of bones meeting together was heard, Dunbakkel frowned for no reason.
It was a jarring sound just to listen to.
“… … “Aren’t you sick?”
The medic also asked the question without realizing it.
I once heard that there is a rare disease that prevents one from feeling pain from birth.
I wondered if it was that kind of disease.
“No, it hurts.”
“But you didn’t moan even once.”
“Paying doesn’t make it any less painful.”
It’s not wrong, but that’s what it means to be from a certain place.
When you are in pain, you will naturally make sounds of pain.
“You are amazing in many ways.
“The captain.”
But why does he call himself the leader?
I didn’t have the energy to answer.
Encred did not moan or scream, but suffered from a fever for two days.
In the meantime, Azpen returned to his army.
Encred heard that news in his sleep.
This time it felt like I had really pushed my body to death.
Still, it wasn’t a bad thing.
When I was suffering from a fever, I met a boatman for a while.
“Don’t be cocky.”
The boatman said.
Encred felt a little unfair.
Not only did he not say anything, he just sat on the boat and leisurely looked at the black river water.
For a moment, I just thought that the black river without anything in sight was worth seeing.
If you think of this as a landscape, you might see it differently depending on your mindset.
“be impertinent.”
The boatman continued speaking.
There was no other conversation.
I had nothing to say.
“The wall will always block your path.”
Only the boatman opened his mouth for the third time.
Encred nodded at those words.
As it has been so far, it will continue to be so.
They said it was a curse.
However, Encred did not feel it was a curse.
For me, that was an opportunity.
An opportunity to fill the gap between those with talent and those without.
Thus, the opportunity that brought us to this point.
The opportunity that led me to receive the knight’s sword.
I don’t know why.
Encred suddenly felt like doing that and said.
“Thank you.”
As always, it was said with sincerity.
The boatman was different from other people.
He was not embarrassed by the sudden words.
That was the end.
I woke up from a dream.
When I woke up with a fever, I saw Dunbakhel dozing off in front of me.
Why is he doing this again?
I felt something placed on my forehead.
It was a wet towel.
It was moderately cool.
It seemed like wet towels were being changed the whole time.
“Hey, lie down and sleep.”
“Oh, I dozed off for a moment.”
Dunbakhel wiped his saliva and opened his eyes.
The prisoner blinked a few times, opened his mouth, yawned, and scratched his cheek.
Then, he spoke shyly – honestly, he didn’t look shy, but a prisoner would have guessed that this was a shy attitude – and what he said in a quieter voice than usual, while scratching his neck with his fingernails that had been scratching his cheek, was a sight to behold.
“When I was young, I felt like I was taking care of my sick brother.”
“I guess I’m older?”
“Also, I will become stronger.
“Even if a bastard like that comes, it’s enough to make you tingle, so don’t die.”
For a moment, Dunbakeel caught a glimpse of Encred’s death.
The prisoner’s survival instinct was shaken.
If you attack, you will die.
Nevertheless, Encred attacked.
Even though the only thing that came to mind the moment I saw him was death, I attacked him.
Dunbakhel looked back at himself for not being able to come forward at that moment.
I felt ashamed.
‘I haven’t changed anything.’
That’s the worst.
Didn’t he stay here to live differently from the days when he lived with a thief’s sword?
But I don’t want to die.
At the crossroads of two paths and choices, he could not take either path.
So, what should we do?
‘Let’s get really strong.’
It was its own conclusion.
Enough of being depressed is the past, let’s move on.
Isn’t that what I learned from seeing the crazy captain named Encred?
“Don’t die yourself.”
Encred also spoke reflexively.
After being hit, or when he was unable to move, Dunvakel attacked the knight’s sword countless times with a distorted face.
I could tell just by looking at him that he had a premonition of death and attacked him.
Still, he attacked.
What urged her?
“It’s too much… … .”
“You will definitely become stronger.
Sniff.
So, if you need a woman’s temperature, just tell me.
“I’ll lie down with you.”
Even before Encrid finished speaking, Dunbakeel clicked his tongue.
I don’t know if I learned from Rem how to just say what I want to say, or if we end up becoming similar to him.
“Ester is enough.”
A leopard was already nestled in Encred’s arms.
Eyes resembling a blue lake looked at Dunbakhel.
Dunbakeel said, looking at Ester with golden eyes.
“No monopoly.”
What does that mean?
“Crung.”
Esther let out something similar to a snort.
Is it an illusion to say that if you want to take something, take it?
Dunbakhel finished there and retreated.
When I woke up after another nap, there was a commotion outside the camp.
Azpen retreated, so it was a victory.
So, it was the start of the party.
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