A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

Chapter 336

Rem threw his left-hand axe.

The moment his arm carved an arc through the air, the axe spun forward—faster than an arrow.

To Enkrid’s eyes, it was nothing more than a vertical streak of light flashing toward him.

His Sense of Evasion reacted instinctively, moving his body before his mind had fully processed the attack.

He raised his sword, tilting its flat surface to intercept the spinning axe.

From an observer’s perspective, he had moved at the exact same time Rem threw.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out as the axe deflected to the side.

The impact was heavy.

The force behind the throw was anything but small.

Blocking a thrown axe mid-air—it wasn’t something just anyone could do.

As Rem’s left hand brushed past his waist, a small stone popped into the air.

At first glance, it seemed like a meaningless gesture.

What was so special about tossing a rock?

But that simple motion created an opening, and Enkrid didn’t miss it.

He activated his Will of the Moment and lunged forward with Flicker.

A Lightning Thrust—a technique refined over countless repetitions.

From the contraction of his thigh muscles to the coiling tension across his entire body, it was as if he soared forward.

Through endless battles, through ceaseless practice after witnessing a knight’s blade, his thrust had become sharper than ever.

The flash of steel racing toward Rem was undeniable.

Clang!

Rem angled his remaining axe sideways.

Flicker struck the broad side of the axe head.

The impact caved the metal inward, and Flicker pierced through—embedding itself half a palm’s length into the axe blade.

And yet—

Before Flicker could drive further, its blade suddenly twisted unnaturally.

It wasn’t Enkrid’s doing.

Rem had turned his wrist, redirecting the force.

Had he failed to do so, his head would have been skewered.

Rem knew how to wield flexible swordplay.

Not just adequately—he was exceptionally skilled.

Among their platoon, no one handled weapons better than Rem.

Enkrid acknowledged that.

With a sharp tug, he yanked Flicker free.

Crunch!

The steel blade tore itself out of the axe head.

It had punched through solid metal, propelled by a momentary acceleration and enhanced by the weight of a longsword.

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