A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

Chapter 358

Catching a flying arrow mid-air could easily be considered a feat of pure skill.

Even when expecting it, it would still be remarkable. But in this case, the arrow had come out of nowhere—fired from behind.

He hadn’t merely sensed it and dodged. He had caught it.

A combination of heightened senses, refined technique, and pinpoint concentration had made it possible.

“…Wow.”

“What… What just happened?!”

Two of the trainees gaped in disbelief.

The other three couldn’t even form words.

It was only natural for them to be astonished.

One was amazed that the arrow had been caught, while the other was stunned that an arrow had been fired at all.

Enkrid turned his gaze toward the outer wall.

A figure stood atop it, not even bothering to conceal their presence—though their face was hidden.

Despite standing on the narrow edge of the wall, the person showed no signs of imbalance. Their stance alone was proof of their exceptional sense of equilibrium.

Their clothes were ordinary: a loose-fitting shirt and short trousers that reached the ankles.

Not wearing black just because it wasn’t nighttime, huh?

But they still had a mask on.

Enkrid tilted his head slightly. The masked figure had made no further movements after launching the arrow. It was as if they were waiting for a response.

“Now then…”

Just as the figure opened their mouth to speak—

Enkrid immediately threw the arrow in his hand.

With a sharp ping, the arrow was flung back toward its sender.

The Valen-style mercenary swordplay: ‘Strike While Talking’.

Ping—!

The opponent twisted to the side, narrowly dodging the projectile before shifting horizontally.

Light on his feet.

Enkrid registered the observation even as his hands continued to move.

First, the arrow had been a decoy.

The real attack followed—a dagger thrown right after.

Fweeeeeee!

A Whistle Dagger.

A rare weapon, difficult to obtain—Enkrid only had a few of them.

And he had just used one here.

With a sharp, piercing whistle, the dagger cut through the air at frightening speed, forcing the figure on the wall to leap backward.

Enkrid’s right foot dug into the ground. His knee bent, gathering explosive force.

Though explained step by step, all of this happened in an instant.

Boom!

The earth beneath him caved in as he launched forward.

To the watching trainees, even an afterimage was barely visible.

“Crazy bastard!”

A voice rang out from beyond the wall, but Enkrid ignored it.

He leaped.

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