A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

Chapter 395

"Aren't you going too far?"

The Ferryman spoke.

"It’s just a whim."

The Ferryman answered himself.

"It was madness. What was so admirable? Because it was amusing? It was only for a moment."

Again, the Ferryman spoke.

"Was that not the ‘event’ to come?"

The Ferryman questioned.

"Humans are creatures of potential and possibility."

"That is why they are arrogant."

"He will be the same."

"You don’t know that, do you? Just as he provided amusement, the future may change as well."

"But if he ends up trapped, then that’s as far as he goes."

The Ferryman questioned and answered himself in a dialogue meant for no one else to hear.

***

Crang held his first war council in the palace’s training grounds.

A small platform was set up, surrounded by Royal Guards.

First, the nobles gathered.

And where people gather, rumors spread.

Among those with keen ears, the whispers began to surface.

"I heard fifty Lycanthropes appeared in front of Border Guard. They say Count Molsen is a sorcerer. Who knows what else is lurking in his territory?"

"Hah."

"Dangerous indeed. It’s a miracle they held them back."

"Not just the Lycanthropes. Rumor has it the monster that shook the capital before was also his doing."

"And that’s not all. It’s said that Count Molsen was behind Viscount Mernes and the chaos within the palace as well."

Crang never suppressed information.

Instead, ? N?v?l?g?t ? (Only on N?v?l?g?t) he spread it further.

That was why everyone here already knew the full extent of the situation.

"And we have to fight without summoning a single knight from outside?"

"How does that make sense? At least one of the Crimson Mantle Knights should be called."

"… This isn’t going to become a battle we can’t win, is it?"

One of the young hereditary nobles, unable to contain his anxiety, crossed a line.

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