A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

Chapter 377

A violet lamp swayed above the rippling black river. As the ferry rocked, so too did his body, moving side to side with the motion.

Enkrid sat at the edge of the ferry, lips sealed in silence. The ferryman spoke again.

“There is a very easy way.”

Enkrid did not respond. The ferryman continued.

“Run.”

His lips barely moved, but his voice echoed across the ferry, lingering in the still air.

“Run, and do not face your death. If you do, I will take care of everything.”

Enkrid lowered his gaze at a diagonal, as if his mind was weighed down with endless thoughts.

The ferryman's lips parted once more. His voice, faint yet persistent, drifted again over the boat.

“If you refuse to flee, then use your tongue. Persuade your opponent. Prepare for what follows. If there are two of you, you may be able to handle it.”

If Aisia and Enkrid joined forces, they could face the one who would come next.

Repeating today meant knowing the future.

Not every repeated day was an exact copy, but the larger framework remained unchanged.

Aisia had already exhausted herself and sustained injuries fighting Enkrid. Enkrid himself was no different.

If they fought together without injuries, if they preserved their stamina, they could handle the next enemy. They might even claim victory.

A battle fought at the cost of their lives—if they stood as one, their chances would be far greater.

Of course, it would not be a guaranteed victory.

“Do you want to know exactly what the wall is?”

The ferryman’s tone, as always, carried no emotion. He spoke only facts, imparting meaning without feeling.

Enkrid listened to the ferryman’s words but gave no reply.

Was he mulling over what had been said?

The ferryman lightly kicked the ferry’s floor with his toe.

The boat swayed violently. Enkrid, still seated, planted his hands on the floor to steady himself. Then, he lifted his head.

A vacant stare. A face lost in thought. Lips slightly parted.

That was what the ferryman saw.

His eyes finally regained focus, and he asked:

“Huh?”

“What did I just say?”

For a rare moment, the ferryman almost betrayed emotion—but he held back and asked again.

Enkrid blinked twice before responding.

“Ah, I didn’t hear you.”

He meant it. He had been too focused to listen. As always, he responded with complete honesty and sincerity.

“...Go.”

The ferryman's lips moved faster than his thoughts.

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