Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 373

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373. Bad relationships come one after another

When the party led by Lawford arrived in the west, the allied forces of Viscount Mernes had already blocked the castle gate.

‘many.’

Even at a glance, it is not a small number. There were also siege weapons visible.

In addition, the ten people standing in front of the unit and looking at the castle wall all looked formidable.

Although their armament was different, their spirit was unique.

Moreover, one of them was a face that Lawford knew.

“Escapee.”

He was a guy who got into an accident with the Knights and ran away.

The guy looked over the castle wall, saw Lawford, and grinned.

“You idiot.”

Lawford felt dizzy when he saw him speak.

The author was senior to him, and his skills were far above him.

Although he is not at the level of a semi-knight, he is willing to do whatever it takes to win, so it is safe to say that he is the most fearsome opponent in a fight to the death.

And how amazing it would be for the nine to be with someone like that.

Moreover, the one person standing behind the nine seemed to have a higher status than them.

He was a man wearing a helmet with pointed horns.

Along with the one-horned helmet, horns were also attached to the shoulder pauldrons. Aside from his skills, his tastes were also unique.

The ten people in front are threatening, but how can they stop the troops lined up behind them?

It was a time when a sense of defeat filled my heart.

“There are a lot of guys that look fun.”

I heard the prisoner’s voice.

Then, the voice of a prosecutor who couldn’t find his way was heard one after another.

“At least one of them seems useful. “The rest is just so-so.”

Lawford was dumbfounded. This was because there was not the slightest sense of crisis in the midst of this.

“Open the door. “We are Viscount Mernes, who have come to capture the traitor.”

The commander on the other side shouted. It’s a face I don’t know. He had a neat appearance and wore a helmet on his left side.

A sword dangled from his waist and he held a shield in one hand. The shield reflected the sunlight, dazzling his eyes.

The soldiers on the walls were all frightened.

If you are pushed here, you will lose before the fight even starts.

‘Will.’

I reflect on my realization once again. There is a castle wall. There is a heart. Because I want to protect it.

Lawford took a deep breath and stepped forward.

“You can’t do that! She said, “The queen has not given such an order!”

Lawford shouted, hoping not to look like a scared dog.

“Do you open it properly?”

As if there was no need to hold back his words, the escaped squire spoke with a wry smile.

It seemed like they were asking what they would do if you guys stopped them.

“… … “Go away.”

Lawford said and bit his molars.

Now it was time to stop them from attacking.

There were only ten people, but with just them, the soldiers on the wall felt like their momentum had been broken.

And Ragnar was not the commander who encompassed it all.

He was more comfortable using his sword than his tongue.

So I decided to do that.

It was the same with Dunbakhel.

I just tapped the curved sword that was quietly placed on both sides of my waist with my hand.

Words were difficult for both of us, so it was time to start talking about something else.

* * *

Immediately after Ragnar left, a pair of eyes appeared in Encred’s eyes.

It seemed like he was looking inwards due to the commotion.

Encred spoke without hesitation.

“Give me a ride.”

Even-eyed friends are friends. It was enough to ask a favor. Encred was drawing a route to the palace in his head.

The fastest way to the royal palace.

Horseback riding was needed. The fastest route is to run along the road previously taken by horse-drawn carriage.

It was with that thought in mind that I spoke to my partner.

Jjaknyeon blinked once and turned to one side.

It seemed like a sign of permission, so I moved, and an arrow came flying out with a ping.

Encred tilted his head back. A short bolt flew past his face.

Beyond the wall, I saw familiar people on top of it.

The sun hasn’t fallen yet, but it’s a group of people wearing masks. The number was over thirty.

These were people I had met several times in terms of clothing and atmosphere.

“Aren’t you tired of it?”

Encred asked. For what reason would they do something like that? Because of a request? No, I don’t risk everything just because of a request. I could tell just by looking.

We dealt with wizards and various assassins. Nevertheless, having that level of power means that you gave everything you had.

It looked like they were risking their lives here too.

“Are you not working because you’re bored? “It’s mandatory.”

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The guy who was on the far left from Encred’s perspective said.

It was a guy whose hanging arms looked twice as long as the others.

However, it wasn’t flaccid either. It was just her arms hanging down.

Among them, there were some who did not wear masks. It’s in the very middle. Standing alone in the center of the wall.

The rest were crouching or hunched over.

The person standing in the center had monocle, white hair, and was fully dressed in a shirt and jacket. He said, holding up his cane sword and tapping it on the bottom of the wall.

“I told you to stab me, but you didn’t listen. “Do you think the request is cheap?”

His eyes turned to Encred’s back. It was towards Saxony.

‘You’re the guy who mentioned the request to Saxony.’

Encred didn’t bother to look back.

Not rejecting something on the spot is the same as accepting a request.

But I violated it. did not keep it I told him to kill me, but Encred was standing still.

“No, he kept his word. So you must tell me everything you know.”

Encrid stepped up to replace Saxony. It was a firm tone.

Saxony bit his lip slightly. She even turned her gaze to the side. It was an attitude I wanted to leave out of the conversation. It seemed like she didn’t really want to hear it.

“What are you saying? “While still alive and well.”

The white-haired cane swordsman was one of the members of the assassination coalition.

It was as if all the coalition members had gathered.

The union leader hid his location and watched the situation from one side while catching his breath.

Disguising herself as an ordinary assassin and using lethal moves was her specialty.

“I stabbed you.”

Encred answered. The tone was devoid of concern.

“what?”

“I stabbed you. Here, click. “If you don’t believe me, I can stab you again right now.”

Encred said, pointing to his left arm. There are no more wounds. There was a scar left behind, but it could only be seen if you got closer.

Moreover, it is the part covered with a protector. There is no way to see it.

So, what is that bastard talking about now?

The female assassin, the leader of the union, thought deeply and wondered if a question might arise.

A white-haired assassin with the same thought process as the Union leader asked.

“… … “You got stabbed?”

“I heard you told me to stab you.”

Encred answered without even taking a breath.

There was a short silence.

He told me to stab him, so I stabbed him, so the request was completed.

It can’t be helped that he’s not dead. But you said you stabbed me, is it true?

Encred pointed to my left arm and said several times with an expression on his face.

The white-haired assassin’s cheeks trembled because of how ridiculous that was.

Some of the leaders of the coalition who understood Encred’s words opened their mouths in absurdity, while others’ murderous intent soared.

That bastard ignores us and looks down on us.

Behind him, Saxony sighed inaudibly.

You really do that.

“I heard you told me to stab you. “Then you stabbed me.”

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

This is a conversation from when we sparred. Yes, I’m not saying this because I don’t know that.

Encred answered with a smile.

“Yes, I heard you told me to stab you.”

They just repeat the same thing and don’t listen to other people’s stories. Probably angry.

By playing a trick on yourself?

He was such a strange person.

The anger was returned to the other person in a soft and euphemistic way.

“I should have done it. “It hurt.”

As Encred continued speaking, the other person responded.

“This guy is really crazy.”

The white-haired assassin stuck his tongue out.

Saxony was a little embarrassed. There are things that work if you insist and there are things that don’t work.

It is a slang term and its implied meaning is ignored.

Of course, Encred didn’t really mean to insist.

It was ultimately a provocation and meant to offend the other person, and it was meant to let them know that he was that annoyed.

So, doesn’t this kind of gap appear?

Can’t you see a few assassins listening to the conversation and asking what kind of bullshit this is?

Encred’s hands were faster than his eyes. His hand was stretched out in front of him when his opponent said the word crazy.

As a result, the words ‘Rogu’ and the sound of the whistle overlapped.

Encred stretched out both hands. I threw two whistle daggers.

The two weapons hit the foreheads of the two assassins.

Plop!

The two bodies, each with a whistle dagger stuck in their foreheads, fell backwards.

It fell down and made a thud sound.

Encred and Saxony moved before the thud was heard.

“You can go first.”

Saxony said and Encrid nodded. The two scattered left and right. Saxony, who was walking away to the side, put on his hooded robe and adjusted his belt. Afterwards, he threw himself into the shadows near the wall.

Encred glanced at Saxony and exclaimed while taking a deep breath.

“Everyone attack!”

I stamped my left foot on the ground with my horse.

bang!

The ground cracked under the thunder of my mighty heart.

It was an incredible power.

It was natural that all the assassins were surprised.

The eyes of the entire group of assassins holding on to the wall turned to Encred amid shouts of force and a cloud of feet.

Shaking the opponent’s spirit with bullshit was also one of the reasons for attracting attention.

It made me wonder what on earth that bastard was doing.

The group of assassins was not easily overcome by their momentum.

No, instead of being pressured by the force, one of the impatient enemies took out a bottle containing a poison called ‘Ten Breaths’.

It was modified to emit green smoke when it exploded, and all you had to do was inhale once.

It took 10 breaths because the poison was so extreme that you would die in 10 breaths.

That’s when he put his hand back straight away.

Deep.

He felt a burning sensation in his throat. Heat flowed through my body before pain, and my eyes closed.

The world turned black and the sound of a rushing river was heard.

He just died.

Saxony hid his presence in the shadows and made no sound.

The relics were of great help. This is an artifact obtained when attacking the village of the Black Knife Bandits some time ago.

The robe blocked the life flowing outward, and the belt had a magic that silenced sound.

After killing him at first glance, he stabbed the long sword straight into the back of the neck right underneath the guy who was taking out the poison bottle.

As the tip of the long sword pierced the guy’s neck, blood flowed on the floor, and the four surrounding assassins reacted and widened their distance.

At the same time, a dart flew. It was a poisoned dart.

A dart landed where Saxony was. Saxony had already left the place. He pressed himself against the wall.

“find!”

The white-haired swordsman shouted. He is a guy who disappears in an instant and is not even caught by his senses.

Saxony stuck to the wall without showing himself and threw three sacks of silent rain.

The two blades that flew silently sliced ​​through the uvula of the two assassins, and one was blocked.

The guy who blocked him had particularly long limbs.

Its eyes gave off an abnormal light. It was some kind of magic. It was a prosthetic eye implanted with a spell.

“excuse me!”

He specifically shouted at Saxony, who was running under the wall.

Suppressing sight and sound does not mean hiding one’s appearance. Saxony was running under the wall, using the blind spot in the field of vision.

Whether or not he was seen, Saxony lightly jumped up, raised his long sword, and swung it in a wide circle.

When viewed from above the wall, it would have felt like the blade of a guillotine was flying from below.

“Hung,” the blade, which moved in a bell motion, caught on the wrist of the guy holding the modified crossbow.

puck!

Since I swung it without much force, it was not possible to cut off the wrist bone with one blow.

The blade was halfway embedded in the wrist of the assassin holding the modified crossbow.

As he reacted to the suddenly flying blade, he tried to fire his crossbow aimed at Encred.

“evil!”

A scream broke out.

“Over there!”

Another assassin shouted.

Then another assassin jumped backwards from the wall and threw a dagger.

Beep! Beep!

It was a whistle dagger.

Saxony dodged the dagger by stopping rather than running.

Raindrops fluttered and stuck into the wall made of stone.

Saxony ran again, pulled out the dagger stuck in the wall, threw it upward and to the side.

The one thrown upward was dodged by a nimble assassin, and the other was blocked by a guy who pulled out a shield from somewhere.

I wonder what kind of assassin would even carry a shield, but preparing weapons to match the opponent was a natural skill an assassin should have.

‘The dagger won’t work easily.’

Thinking, Saxony climbed onto the wall left empty by the group of assassins.

Climbing up the wall by kicking it once was a wall climbing skill that was on par with Esther.

Saxony, standing on the wall, looked around and said.

“If you don’t want to die, don’t chase me.”

After saying that, he fell down the wall and ran.

“If you let your guard down, you’ll get hit.”

“I came together to avoid that.”

The two leaders of the assassination coalition saw this and exchanged words.

The assassin with his arms hanging down looked for Encred in the meantime, but he had already disappeared. He was a nimble guy. Or maybe it was an action that was promised in the first place.

Of course not. While Encred was drawing attention, Saxony hid, and while Saxony was attracting attention again, Encred was just doing his job.

It was the result of roughly coordinated efforts from the moment I said, ‘You can go first.’

We spent our days sparring and training together every day.

Breathing like this wasn’t difficult.

“Starting with that guy.”

The white-haired wand swordsman said. He pointed with his finger in the direction Saxony went. In the first place, their goal was to deal with the assassin who was Geor’s assistant.

Above all, even if Encred went to the palace, nothing would change.

That place is full of monsters that can’t even be compared to them.

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