404. Determination becomes will and shines
“It is often said that you need overwhelming talent to become a knight. Why don’t you explain that?”
Learbart hit the floor with his shield and stood up, leaning against it. I could see him furrowing his brows trying to hold back the pain.
Red blood flowed from the tip of the spark that hung toward the floor and dripped onto the floor.
Encred did not rush in right away.
Why? I felt like my intuition was telling me that the other person wasn’t over it.
If you suffered a penetrating wound like that, you wouldn’t be fine, right?
Because of intuition and interest in what the other person was saying, Encred paused for a moment, and Learbart continued.
“A semi-engineer learns skills based on Will. “Then are articles different?”
What can I say? Although the tone was calm, I felt a certain sense of desperation.
Blood flowed from Learbart’s stomach. He grunted and groaned, but eventually straightened his back. His words continued.
“It’s different, it’s different. They are faster and stronger. For example, like the sword you struck vertically earlier, it may momentarily reveal something like strength to handle.”
Encred thought about rubbing his eyes. He noticed that the color of the blood flowing from Lear Barth seemed to be getting darker.
That wasn’t all.
The guy who had been frowning because of the pain until now looked much more relaxed.
It wasn’t a lie or a deception, it really seemed like things were going well.
It was a process that I couldn’t understand even though I saw what a masterpiece it was.
“Oh, you know that too? “Malten was more skilled than me, Betukt was stronger than me, and Banat’s agility was difficult for a human to match.”
Learbart brought up his colleague’s name. Of course, Encred was a name that not everyone knew, so instead of answering, he swung his sword. Kick the ground and move forward to make a diagonal slash. He put away the spark and held his silver with both hands.
earth!
Learbart struck down his sword with as much strength as Encred.
The two pieces of metal met and exploded, making a loud noise and sparks flying wildly.
‘what?’
Encred’s hands were almost numb from the shock.
After exchanging blows and taking a step back, I saw Learbart swinging his sword as if reproducing his previous trajectory in the air. He was holding a sword with one hand. He blocked Encred’s two-handed slash with one hand.
He repeated the movements as if he was getting used to his new sword.
Diagonal cuts, vertical cuts, horizontal cuts, stabbing.
It was a basic and simple movement, but the power contained within it was never the same as before.
Hung.
The movement of the sword, which fell perpendicular to the ground, created a breeze and brushed Encred’s cheek.
“So it’s like this.”
While he was talking, the blood flowing from his side mixed with black and turned into dark red blood, and the flowing blood quickly stopped.
The beard on Learbart’s face grew and became sharp like thorns, and the downy hair on his face grew longer and began to cover his face.
Nevertheless, the color of the eyes does not change. However, the cold look in his eyes when he first saw him has disappeared.
It was full of hot heat inside. It was a fire that looked like carnage and lust.
It’s not pure enthusiasm. It was a twisted, twisted, ugly feeling.
“You just need to learn each ability to a knight level.”
Learbart said.
There is nothing wrong with what he said.
If you can compete with a knight after catching up with everything of a knight, including physical ability, reaction speed, strength, and quickness, wouldn’t that be the way to become a knight?
Learbart’s entire body was covered in fur.
A little while ago, he was human, but now he is no longer human.
He blamed the world for putting him here. That’s why he wanted to tell his story. He wondered why he had no choice but to do this, why he did this.
That story.
If you don’t do it, you won’t learn it. There were bound to be times when people were itching to tell their stories.
For Learbard, that time was now.
Isn’t there a guy full of talent in front of you who beat you?
Since he did not know Encred, he assumed that his opponent had reached the present solely through his talent.
Because it doesn’t make sense otherwise.
That’s why it came out.
Arms and hands covered in fur. He opened his mouth with his sword hand hanging down. His oral structure changed slightly, but not enough to make it difficult for him to speak.
Of course, I had a hard time getting used to it at first, but not anymore.
“Sometimes, some guys have to risk their lives to become knights. But if death is inevitable, should we take that path?”
We’ve reached the edge of the cliff, and now all that’s left to do is jump. So should I jump? Even though you know you’re going to die?
“Someone else’s step was a step worth risking my life for.”
Learbart’s words contained only resentment.
“If I get lucky and get over it once, is that the end? No, it wasn’t. I had to overcome it not just once, but several times. I had to face another cliff. So I gave up.”
It could have been a deception. Encred got this far without having any talent.
No matter how you look at it, Learbart probably had greater talent.
The other person expressed resentment and discussed suffering and despair. He blamed the world for not having any talent.
Sometimes I curse at Goddess Luck.
Sometimes I would curse fate.
So it was now.
Nevertheless, to Encred, the other person’s words did not sound like deception.
‘For Rem, Rem’s length.’
To Ragnar, Ragnar’s length.
For Saxony, the length of Saxony.
For Audin, Audin’s path.
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Dunbakkel, Teresa, Esther, Andrew.
Everyone just walks their own path.
You only have your own path.
Just because the other person was singing about despair based on talent, there was no need to match the rhythm to that song.
So I don’t think it’s a deception.
So don’t complain.
So, I did not reveal any feelings towards the other person.
Learbart felt uncomfortable.
In other words, it was right to get a reaction in some way. Usually, there are two reactions.
Wasn’t that actually the case?
After becoming accustomed to this power, he went to kill those who had defeated him one by one.
“It’s a foul.”
Someone said that, and it satisfied Learbart’s twisted mind.
Yes, it’s a foul!
Talent is the rule, so isn’t it right to do it this way?
“Why is a guy as big as you? “It’s a stupid choice.”
Someone else criticized it for being a false power.
no. Power was truth.
Now tell me.
Even if a knight comes, are you confident that you can surpass yourself now?
Learbart realized the limits of his talent, so he changed his body.
In this way, he took the knight’s sword into his hands.
“Every chimera was a test subject for me.”
Learbart said.
Encred did not bother to tell him what Esther had told him.
In fact, miscellaneous things like what the Count was aiming for was not for you.
Even if you speak, they will not listen.
Because even if you listen to it, it won’t change.
Encred raised his sword.
Learbart looked at the shining blue eyes through the black hair.
The eyes are still straight. Eyes that look straight ahead and move forward.
Learbart wanted to pluck out those eyes. I really hated that eye color.
In conclusion, the more I looked at that guy, the more uncomfortable I became. It felt like he was scolding me for saying my path was wrong. My stomach felt like a more painful whip than the guys who actually said that.
So kill it. will kill
“My lord gave me strength like that.”
Encred held his sword at an oblique angle.
After Learbart changed, the sense of intimidation that emanated changed.
The pressure on the shoulders is different.
If the intimidation shown by Azpen’s knight was like a cord wrapping around the whole body, what Learbart was showing now was like a violent piece of metal pressing down on his shoulders.
“That’s how I became a knight.”
The declaration falls. The feeling of intimidation doubled.
Encred did not back down.
The other person was discussing a knight, and he himself remained at the level of a quasi-knight.
Does that change anything?
Nevertheless, you win.
Still, I don’t lose.
The determination becomes the will and shines.
hook.
It was a movement that seemed to fold space. Learbart’s sword became as thin as a thread and fell.
Encred raised his sword and struck. It was a close call. If he had missed it, he would have been torn apart and would have had nothing to say.
The two swords met and a loud noise erupted.
Boom!
Encred felt his body being pressed to the ground. His knees shook.
It wasn’t. It’s just a feeling. That’s because he wielded his sword with intimidation.
Encred pulled his foot out of the ground with force and raised his sword perpendicular to the ground.
Learbart’s sword struck the blade that Encred was holding as if he had been waiting.
Okay! Damn.
There was a crack in the middle of the silver.
The opponent’s sword still looked like thread.
The thread was fast and faint, and the moment it touched it, the shock doubled and rushed through my entire body. But she could have stopped it. She was able to react.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
I swung Silver towards the flying sword. He countered. I blocked it again and again.
If it weren’t for Encred who was here, he would have given up a long time ago.
What Learbart said was the truth.
He went beyond human limits through his chimera body.
I was confident that I had gained the power of a knight.
Encred repeatedly received the opponent’s sword.
It was close, but I persevered.
I picked up the gladius after seeing a crack in the silver. The hard and thick blade was indeed the work of a dwarf, and did not break easily even after repeated attacks.
The thread bent and aimed at his shoulder. He raised his sword and swung it at her diagonally.
If you hold on to the blocking, you will be forced to accept it. This is what I learned when I dealt with Azpen’s knight the other day.
Encred did as he was taught.
All attacks were performed similarly.
After more than 30 sword strikes and narrow braces.
Learbart took a step back.
There was no way not to have doubts.
“Take the knight’s sword and give it to me?”
Associate engineer? That can’t be possible. This is because the level of the sword varies. The speed and power of the attack are different. But how can you survive?
At Learbart’s words, Encred roughly pressed his severed earlobe with his hand.
The wound was caused by the tip of the sword grazing while dodging and blocking.
Blood flowed down my neck.
In addition, the reserve was dented and torn here and there. Blood flowed even through his hair because he was not wearing a helmet. It was because my scalp was slightly torn.
It was a brutal attack. It was a sword that moved so freely that it felt like a thread. Still, it was possible to stop it.
Because it was worth stopping than Ragnar’s slash.
Because it was better than Rem’s ax attack.
It was more worth stopping than Saxony’s invisible sword.
It was easier to endure than Audin’s ignorant fists.
It was worth doing because I had all that experience.
At least that’s how I feel now.
“Are you a knight?”
Encred asked back.
A true knight knows that this is not the case. Encred realized this by asking a question and opened his mouth again.
“You’ve never dealt with a knight before, have you?”
It was correct.
Learbart was afraid of defeat and death, and was afraid of seeing the difference in talent.
So, I secretly hoped to deal with the knight this time. Because I have to overcome my limits now. Because I believed I could overcome it.
Encred noticed that.
Anger was added to the youthful displeasure in Learbard’s eyes.
A guy who is only a semi-knight?
Encred said, showing dimples.
“In my opinion, you are no better than Ragna.”
Who is that?
Learbart did not ask. The other person’s intentions were revealed.
The guy was making a comparison to what he had mentioned earlier by mentioning his colleague’s name.
“If Rem does his best, he will catch you. article?”
Encred raised his tone. That made Learbarth agitated.
What if I can’t become a knight even after this?
What has become of one who has given up on humanity?
This is the path I walked by killing my family and slaughtering everything in my family.
Starting with the fiancee, several families were used as test subjects.
He brought everyone who followed him to the altar and offered them up.
But, you can’t become a knight even if you do this?
“If you get hit by Auddin a few times, you might come to your senses. How about taking this opportunity to take refuge in God?”
This is said out of breath and the arm holding the sword is shaking.
That broke the string of reason that Learbard was holding on to.
“I will kill you, and I will find and kill each and every one of those people you mentioned.”
Before Learbart changed with the horse, the ship was crushed with greater speed and force.
When he said, ‘Every single one of those you mentioned,’ the sword was already flying towards Encred to split off the top of his head.
Encred managed to block it again.
Okay!
The sound of metal echoes throughout the battlefield. Before I knew it, the number of eyes watching increased. The enemy stopped fighting and looked at the direction of this fight.
The fight between the two will not determine the outcome of the war.
Nevertheless, it was a fight and duel that one could not take one’s eyes off.
It was a moment when life came into contact and proved which of the two had the right or wrong path.
Since the two drew their lives with the sword and reached the present, it was natural to use the sword to communicate instead.
The two swords clash again.
Encred had more wounds on his body.
My shoulder armor flew off with a bang.
A scratch appeared on my cheek.
Drops of blood flew.
There was also a cut near the thigh.
Even though Encred was pushed back, he had the same thought.
Esther said she couldn’t afford to lose.
If we lose here, we will be pushed back and will have to start again in the morning.
So when I die, is it just a repeat of today?
If I had thought about that and lived my life, I would have already been stuck in a suitable today.
‘I win.’
I will not lose.
The determination remains the same.
Once again, my determination becomes my will and shines.
It is the manifestation of a new Will.
It was the fourth will, following rejection, moment, and crushing.
fantasy,
