54. The turtle and the frontier slayer (3)
It is about orientation, what purpose and goal it exists for.
Beep.
A hawk roaming the green plain flew overhead.
The cries of a hawk pass between the two.
It is a not-so-cold winter day. Standing next to the unit’s fence, Encred answered the incoming proposal with a question.
Torres paused. He thought about it again and then opened his mouth.
“The soldier grading system may seem like an idiot, but it clearly sets one standard. “What is a special soldier?”
His voice was quiet, low and deep. He sang a low-pitched hymn and seemed like he would fit in very well.
My usual thoughts come out in a way that fits the question. Torres’ words were mixed with sincerity and faith.
“It refers to the level where human limits have been reached. “You make time to sleep and even on the battlefield, you swing your sword until your hands swell, right?”
Torres said and pulled Encred’s hand. Encred obediently placed his hand in his.
Torres said, turning Encred’s palm over.
“Look.”
The hard calluses on my palms have burst from hitting them over and over again. Proof of all the effort and countless days spent swinging the sword remained in my hand.
“There are many people who put in this much effort. However, it is rare to find someone with talent. “It’s really rare.”
Torres said and shook his head slightly. He was right. This is a fact I know very well, having crawled and crawled over and over again due to my lack of talent.
“A place where soldiers with both hard work and talent, who have reached their human limits, gather! Such a unit is the border guard unit. Want to improve your skills? Join our unit. That will make up for your shortcomings.”
I asked about their goal and they said they would fill in my shortcomings.
Encred got his answer there.
Seeing his eyes full of passion, desire, and faith, Encred opens his mouth.
“sorry.”
It was a rejection.
It could not have been a better opportunity.
It was a truly great opportunity on the way to a dream that was torn but not forgotten.
But Encred couldn’t go.
The frontier guard could be a staircase leading to a higher place, but the end of the staircase could not be the world he had hoped for.
‘You can’t talk about stopping at the limit.’
Just reaching the limit is not enough.
Slayers of the frontier, they are a group with the most outstanding killing ability among the units stationed within the Border Guard.
But didn’t the member of the garrison in front of me, who was still rolling his eyes, say it with his own mouth?
The border guards are said to be people who have reached their human limits.
Encred’s dream was higher than that.
Of course, it is arrogant to think that those who have not yet reached their limits will try to overcome them.
However, it was impossible to leave expecting to stop halfway before arriving at the destination.
Encred shook his head.
“You know the characteristics of our unit, right?”
Transforms an ordinary soldier into an excellent killing weapon in a short period of time.
know. There is no such thing as trivial training. This is a group that trains soldiers of a much higher level than ordinary soldiers.
However, the method is the only problem.
In fact, there was only one question implicit in Encred’s question.
Are there any among those who were in the frontier guard who became knights?
does not exist.
They learn and practice the most convenient and efficient way to kill.
It was not for nothing that he was nicknamed the frontier slayer.
If we compare it to swordsmanship, it is a swordsmanship that emphasizes only expedients and irregularities rather than basic techniques.
You cannot become a knight through expedients and irregularities alone.
Because I knew that, it was a path I couldn’t take.
“You’re stupid.”
But it could have looked like this to other people.
Torres relaxed his eyes.
“I hear things like that often.”
“Ha, I never dreamed that I would be dumped by a man instead of a woman. “Can I ask why?”
Can we talk? Are you going to laugh at me again?
It seemed like whenever he talked about his dreams, he had heard nothing but ridicule.
Oh, isn’t it?
‘Krang was serious.’
There is nothing else. Rem was excited to find an excuse to tease him.
The rest didn’t seem to have had such a good response either.
In particular, some instructors showed us what it means to look at a crazy person.
“I want to go higher than the border guard.”
Nevertheless, Encred spoke obediently. He had nothing to hide, nothing to hide.
“Higher?”
“I want Little Red Riding Hood.”
It doesn’t necessarily have to be a red cloak. But it was an appropriate analogy.
There is only one Knights of Naurilia.
They were the king’s guardians, wearing blood-red cloaks and a symbol of Naurilia’s might.
It was also the only unit allowed to wear the king’s emblem.
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The symbol of the kingdom, the three crossed swords, was clearly engraved on their cloaks.
A sun beast with three swords with crossed blades and a round head with a mane of flame, a mythical divine beast.
These two were the symbols of Naurilia.
He meant to become a knight. Torres also understood well.
So I was embarrassed.
“… … “It’s a bit excessive.”
Torres took a peek at Encred’s skills. He was outstanding.
For someone who only discovered talent at the age of 30, it is said that he is quite outstanding.
But that’s it.
In fact, it was a skill that was barely acceptable for a border guard unit.
It might be a member of Encred’s squad that we encountered inside the dorm earlier.
‘They can’t do that.’
That is unreasonable for another reason.
They all have a lot of problems. No matter how much trouble you cause, you have to listen to what you say to be a soldier.
They were below par in that respect.
If the blade I was carrying hurt me too, it couldn’t be said to be a good weapon.
That’s something that needs to be thrown away.
“Are you serious?”
“of course.”
It was kicked cleanly. Torres nodded his head. He didn’t want to say anything that would discourage the other person.
Still, I had to say this.
“You will regret it.”
“Maybe so.”
Encred answered with sincerity.
There is no law that every choice is always correct, so you may regret it.
Torres, the border guard platoon leader, turned around without even receiving a courtesy.
Although he looked sulky, his shoulders actually seemed lighter.
Encred turned to see Torres walking away.
While trudging back to his dorm, Encred recalled the conversation he had with Ragnar.
“You mean the Knights of the Red Riding Hood? Are you curious about how it moved like that?”
The shock I received upon seeing the Red Cloak Knights was not small.
What is an article?
How can it move like that?
I would be lying if I said I didn’t have any doubts.
After all, aren’t members just quasi-knights?
“It’s a little too early to know right now.”
Ragnar said that, and Encred waited silently for his next words. As expected, Ragna continued.
“The existence of a knight is not only about strength. Their bodies are imbued with very special powers. Handling that power is probably not something we want to talk about right now. Even if I found out, it would only be a hindrance.”
“Just give me the directions. “I want to know whether I am going down the wrong path or not.”
It may be an unreasonable request. However, as Encred’s skills improved, he began to realize that not all of his squad members were average.
Among them, I learned the basics of swordsmanship from Ragna, and I noticed it as I learned it.
If I were to pick the person in the squad that is closest to being a knight, it would be Ragnar.
“The basics are a feast of simple and ignorant skills. You will understand it when you fight, but would it be faster to improve your skills based on the mercenary sword that the squad leader learned? Or would it be faster to improve your skills by training the basics?”
Why are expedients expedient?
Why is an anomaly an anomaly?
If it was just a good way to fight, Valen style mercenary sword techniques were several times better than learning the basic heavy sword skills.
“It is the right way to go further. You must walk the right path. “I think that’s the answer.”
It was an overwhelming answer.
Swordsmanship that progresses through the basics.
Through this, you can overcome countless walls that block your path and walk on the right path.
That was the thing to do now.
Encred concluded that.
“Crung.”
As I entered the accommodation, I was greeted by the sound of an animal. The accommodation was a mess.
The bed was pushed to one side, the table was overturned, and in the middle of it all, Wangnuni, whose face was scratched, was crying.
“Aww, of course the face.”
“You’re quick.”
“Leopard meat is not tasty, but meat is meat.”
Behind Wangnuni, Ragnar said a word and Rem said a word.
It is a beast, a black leopard. It was a young leopard with blue eyes, just like the comrade in arms he had fought with before.
I thought I would never see him again because he suddenly disappeared.
How did they get here?
The leopard raised its fur and glared at Ragna and Rem, but when Encred came in, it turned around and fell into Encred’s arms.
Rem asked, scratching his head with the thumb of the hand holding the axe.
If it had been just a little bit later, that ax might have cut off the leopard’s head.
“Was it the squad leader’s pet?”
“Um, was that something like that?”
Ragna, the man who was extremely serious and serious when talking about knights, returned to his usual slacker behavior.
He put away the sword he was carrying and placed himself on the bed that was pushed to one side.
Rem, seeing that, also lowered his axe.
“Was it your squad leader’s? “That guy is so fierce.”
Wangnun secretly noticed the leopard and asked.
“Are you scratched?”
“I was trying to pat your head.”
As Wangnuni measured his wounds with his hand, Rem chuckled and said next to him.
“I tried to put my hand in to see if it was a male or a female, but it ended up going away.”
“Kaaak!”
The clever leopard stuck out its head and showed its fangs as if it understood what was being said.
Wangnun, who saw this, was startled and tried to step back, but he stepped on a scattered leather canteen and slipped and fell.
Rem burst out laughing when he saw Wangnuni hit his butt with a thud.
“Are you okay? “What about the face?”
Encred also smiled and asked.
I am the guy who usually says that my face is a blessing to the Kingdom of Naurilia.
“Oh, it’s okay. “I need to get treatment or apply medicine so it doesn’t leave a scar.”
Divine healing for such wounds.
This is something Crona cannot do without rotting away.
“Uh, okay.”
I gave a rough answer and looked at the leopard in my arms.
The guy who was showing his fangs suddenly just calmly raised his head.
I didn’t think it was that light or small, but when I held it in my arms, I realized that it was light and small.
“Are you here to play?”
Encred asked. The leopard understood what he said.
He blinked, let out a small cry, and rubbed his head against Encred’s chest.
The feel of finer fur than silk was quite nice.
Rem said as he saw Encred stroking the leopard’s head with his hand.
“Are you going to raise it? “I won’t be bored.”
Rem was surprisingly generous to animals. Ragna and Saxony were not interested.
Audin, a member of the religious squad who had just returned from work, was also not interested at all.
Only Wangnuni and Kreis were still very interested.
“That’s a female.”
“huh?”
“Do you think I’ll just end up with a scratch on my face?”
Wangnuni crossed his arms and spoke triumphantly.
Is that so? It’s really amazing.
“uh.”
Encred answered and roughly cleaned up the area, but Rem set up the table that had fallen over, sat down on it, and asked.
“It seems like since I became a senior soldier, I’m looking for people everywhere and making a fuss. What can I do? “I don’t think it’s that bad for a border guard unit.”
Encred sometimes wanted to look inside that sinister man.
Even though I thought he was just joking around all day, he got to the point like that.
“I’m not going.”
Encred spoke from the conclusion.
I didn’t want to make a fuss about this.
“why?”
It was Saxony. The words were short.
“yo. this.”
He was belatedly honored.
“just.”
Is there anything I need to talk about in detail? I was about to move on, but Rem interrupted me.
“Seriously? No matter how mojiri-like the soldier grading system is, it is beyond a decent level at the upper grades. In such a situation, you refused the kingdom’s direct military?”
“I guess it’s because it’s worth it.”
Ragna intervened, probably guessing the situation from the previous conversation, which made the situation worse.
“… … Holy crap, is that bastard just pretending to know? “Do you think you know something?”
“why?”
Saxony asked again.
This time, the honorific terms did not follow too late.
The look in his eyes was very irreverent.
“Lord, give wisdom to those ignorant people.”
As Audin poured oil next to him, the atmosphere lit up.
It was an atmosphere that I couldn’t just ignore.
If you leave it alone, it becomes a meaningless stabbing. En Creed knew this situation all too well from his past experience.
A squad member who loses his temper always finds a solution through a show of force.
“The frontier guard will end when it reaches its human limits. “It’s a unit for that.”
“Is that a problem?”
There is no need to be heartbroken that this is a problem again.
When talking to Ragnar about how to become a knight, Ragnar added these words at the end:
“If you are a natural talent, a gifted talent, or a genius, there is actually no need to learn the basics and learn them in a way that is ingrained in you. “It will take care of itself.”
Article writing is a game of genius.
Those who are born with martial arts talent, only a handful of people are singled out among them.
Among those who were born with talent, we look for geniuses who were born with talent again.
Only such people can become knights.
So is it okay to not even dream?
Isn’t it even okay to wish for it?
Even if it is torn and torn and there is no trace of it.
If you haven’t abandoned it, the dream still remains in your heart.
That’s why Encred had a dream.
“It’s a problem. “My goal is higher.”
Everyone looks at them blankly. Encred’s mouth opened.
So ordinary and effeminate.
In the same tone and voice as when you say that boiled lamb will be served for breakfast tomorrow.
“I will become a knight.”
In the past, I was the target of ridicule.
In fact, Encred’s dream has always been the subject of ridicule.
So this reaction was awkward.
“You may have to overcome a few walls, but if you want to do it, do it.”
Rem spoke first.
Ragnar had a burning look in his eyes that he sometimes sees.
Saxony asked back, ‘Is that so?’
Wangnun said ‘Wow’ and couldn’t close his mouth.
Auddin clasped his hands together and prayed.
“Please give me grace for the effort to hold on to dreams and hopes without abandoning them, even if they are vain and invisible.”
There was no need to be influenced by prayer.
In fact, even if I had laughed at it, nothing would have changed.
Encred was that kind of person.
What was more important than other people’s ridicule or contempt was the dream you had.
Senior soldier.
It is a level that is properly recognized in the soldier grading system.
Actually, it has just begun.
Building your skills and making a name for yourself to become a knight.
Kyaarung.
The leopard let out a cry and tapped Encred on the cheek.
It felt like support.
“You’re brilliant.”
Rem laughed when he saw that.
No matter how irrelevant it was, Encred’s heart tingled.
It was the first time I received support instead of ridicule.
‘There are so many new things these days.’
No matter what anyone says, it was a happy moment.
* * *
Encred spent two days training as usual.
I went on patrol duty at the market for the third day.
Deep.
And then he was stabbed in the stomach with a dagger. It was a fatal wound. It felt like a heated iron skewer was stabbing my stomach and tearing my internal organs into pieces.
“Mr. Lee.”
Encred laughed at the absurdity, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
It was a truly unexpected blow.
Wow!
In the middle of the market, a passing waitress screams. The dying Encrid closed his eyes after hearing an audible scream.
fantasy,
