A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

Chapter 355

"Don't stop the real battles."

Rem was convinced that Enkrid grew stronger through actual combat.

Anyone could see that Enkrid's talent had a clear limit. Rem saw it too.

It was only natural that he would stop growing at some point.

How many people had climbed upwards, only to stop halfway? Knights or otherwise, it was the same.

The limits of talent crept up silently, settling in and gnawing away at a person.

Then, was there no way to break through those limits?

There was.

In Rem's view, the best way was to stake one's life on it.

Limits were just complacency in disguise.

One of the best ways to avoid stagnation was to put one’s life on the line for everything.

It didn’t necessarily mean just wielding a sword.

Writing poetry, singing—if done with one's very being at stake, one would grow. That was Rem’s philosophy.

"Put your life on the line and roll across the battlefield."

It was the best advice Rem could give to a man who refused to stop moving forward.

Enkrid recalled and mulled over that conversation with Rem.

This wasn’t a battlefield.

Yet, Enkrid’s eyes caught someone who fought as if their life depended on it.

Crang.

It seemed as if he was throwing himself into it, fully prepared to die.

And that gave Enkrid something resembling an epiphany.

More than anything, it made him want to watch a little longer.

"Just enjoy the palace tour," Marcus said.

"If I were to place a request here, I'd probably look like a highway robber, wouldn't I?"

He followed up with that remark, but Enkrid ignored it cleanly.

Right now, he was too busy observing Crang.

Esther narrowed her eyes, scanning the inside of the palace.

As a mage, her instincts immediately picked up on the abundance of magical artifacts and enchanted tools lining the halls.

A strange feeling crept over her.

It was natural that a royal palace would be filled with spell objects and relics. That was to be expected.

So that wasn’t what unsettled her.

A mage wasn’t surprised by things within their range of expectation.

Then what is it?

Something insidious lurked here. Something that stood on the opposite side of order.

Magic, by nature, did not conform to order. However, she could feel a distinct malice.

"Rrrrr..."

Esther let out a quiet, rumbling growl.

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