Chapter 3
3. Day
Same day as yesterday.
‘Dream?’
It was so vivid, it was a dream.?
Fisheye was dumb..
It's a dream or it's real..
The battlefield that greeted a day similar to yesterday.
In addition, the battle, the fight in a similar position, reflexively overlapped with the welcome It was a visible feeling..
‘I didn't do this yesterday.?’
I shook my head, not thinking..
It's a gossip. It must have been a dream..
I'm lucky. Did you have a yezimong??
‘You're dreaming of Yezimong as lucky.?’
Don't know. Unknown.
Encrid was confused..
Especially.
The oil-fed shield is split and.
“Salivary, I almost got rid of it..”
When Bell said that, it was more so..
“Bell, did you split your head and let your mind go??”
I spit out the words I remember reflexively..
“What a crazy sound..”
The bell takes place on the main island of the main island. Encrid looked at Bell and thought.
Belle dies soon after.
I have to leave it..
I left it..
It was something that wasn't realistic, so I left it..
The flash burst through Bell's head, his eyeballs popped out, and he was back in Encrid. I punched him in the chest..
“What do you do if you leave your mind??”
Lem saved himself again.
“Well.?”
“I finally got back.?”
Lem twirled his fingers in his ears. I saw an axe in his hand..
“Today, a hawk or a claw comes and I'm going to get that. So, keep your mind up. Write, I'm anxious about this, so if you leave it, I think it'll be put in a minute..”
“I'm worried about you..”
Reflexively, Lem looked up and took his feet off.
“I told you to focus, I didn't listen to you..”
Then, muttering, Lem left..
I picked up an axe that rolled on the floor instead of a shield in my left hand, and in my right hand I stood on the battlefield with my sword..
It was a squeal..
Griberty is in the middle..
In front, one enemy narrowed the distance..
It was instant. He knew he could use his feet..
There was a writer among the swordsmanship teachers who said that.
Say you're doing your feet in swordplay..
The blade was visible, and Encrid again faced the moment of death.
At the moment, concentration shines. I saw a dot..
It got smaller and then bigger..
Encrid watched it to the end..
That point became a blade and pierced my neck..
‘Oh.’
No screams and moans came out. Because my neck was pierced..
The only sound that was ripe and air-dropping came from my throat..
Terrible pain spreads from the throat to the whole body. Encrid collapsed on the floor, giving him his neck..
Let's literally bleed..
“Mercy..”
The enemy, watching himself for a moment, said, and stamped his head with the tip of his knife.
With that, darkness came again..
And Encrid heard it again..
Kang, kang, kang.
The sound of hitting a pot with a ladle.
“I want to ask you why your eyes are so bright in the morning..”
It's Lem next door..
He said, holding up the boots.
Another day. Same day.
‘Dream?’
“I had a dog-like dream.?”
“Yeah, it's a dream.?”
“Oh, shival, worm..”
Lem whisked away the bugs in his boots, spat sputum and trampled them..
It was the third viewing scene.
Encrid did not wear boots or equipment. The leader was sitting..
‘This is a dream.?’
The day begins again..
Belle dies and Lem saves herself..
Lem leaves to find an archer with one of the hawk's body parts as a nickname..
A well-used enemy with a sword intercepts his front..
“What are you??”
Encrid asked.
The enemy stabbed the sword without answer. Every time you see that sting of admiration.
Pounding.
The heart beats. Concentration is exercised. Encrid could see the end of the sword more definitely than before.
He twisted his body and avoided it..
Dedeok!
It didn't get that good results. The sharp stab did not pierce Encrid's neck, but the side of his neck It's a big rip off..
The hot pain spread along the nape of the neck to the whole body.
Fall back to the floor..
The blood is pouring..
“Mercy..”
The blade falls out of the head barrel..
Kang, kang, kang!
“Evil!”
I woke up screaming..
Pain is open. Encrid stroked his neck..
“Nightmare? The witch got rid of the bachelor scab.?”
Lem made a good joke..
“There are bugs in the boots.”
Encrid covered half of his face with his hands and said, " Oh, my god.".
When you die, the pain is the pain..
I didn't have a sense of what this was about..
“What? Well, how can I not do this??”
Lem dumped the worm in his boots on the floor, spitting and trampling it..
“Just.”
“He was a prophetess.?”
“No, no..”
He spoke and whipped his hands.
Encrid, as usual, finished his preparations and stopped, not leaving..
“Rem.”
“Why do you do that??”
“My head hurts too much. I'll take care of my meals, and if anyone finds me, I'm suffering in the barracks. Do it..”
“If you want to be lazy..”
Lem giggled. He's a laughing friend..
If this isn't a dream,.
If you repeat it again after death..
Is that right? Can this happen??
Encrid needed time to sort out his thoughts..
I went into the barracks, unscrewed my equipment and sat down..
I thought, and I thought again..
How can this happen.
‘The cause is?’
At first glance, I thought of something, so I searched my stuttered arms. There was no. There was no necklace received by Hwa Jeon-min's village chief..
‘That's because of it.?’
Craving? Wishes?
‘Blessings?’
No, you can call this a blessing.?
It's just a repetition of the day.?
As for the Blessing series, so the Blessing series artifacts I've picked up Encrid, but in this case, I've heard or seen it. I didn't..
‘It's not a blessing, it's rather a curse.?’
Thinking, Encrid stroked my neck..
It hurts so horribly. Every time I died, I was dirty and sick..
My head seemed to burst with complex thoughts..
When we got to lunch, Lem came in with something to eat..
“What are you doing for? I want to smoke even if I'm really lazy.?”
I don't know if you will..
Encrid was a hard worker to know here..
“Yeah..”
“Real?”
“Yeah..”
Encrid nodded his head twice..
“It's a big deal, then relax. I'm saying there's a battle late in the afternoon, so rest well. I'll give you a good look around, and you'll be cool until then..”
Lem's out..
Time passes. The idea couldn't be sorted out..
This is not the kind of thing that gets sorted out..
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
A shout is heard. The ground rings. The battle has begun..
Encrid had no intention of getting out..
If you go out, you'll die from that sting..
I tried to hold on..
But I couldn't hold out until now. You can't turn away from the battlefield because you're sick on the topic of battlefield consumables. It's a good idea..
“Everybody get ready and get out! It's a battle.!”
There's a guard inside the barracks..
Encrid got his gear and went out..
Fought back.
I fought in the rear for a long time than yesterday..
I don't see Bell or Lem. I'm holding on..
Hook-and the front army stirred..
The enemy's movement was not bad. Allies pushed..
Imperceptibly, Encrid is on the front line..
And I met him again..
Is this a coincidence or an inevitability.
Don't know. But wherever you go on the battlefield, you die or you meet this friend. I was sure..
Therefore, now is the time to think about how, not why.
I'm not going to see why you meet, I'm not going to see how you survive..
Stabbing.
The blade is flying..
‘What was the technical name??’
Lem told me to focus and talk about technology. Even if you know you're going to do this, you're not going to be on the battlefield..
I told him that even if he was trapped in a cave of demons, he had to breathe calmly..
This is what Encrid is trying to do now, Lem told him..
I told you what heart it was..
The name seemed to come to mind, and it grazed his head.
The talent that I don't remember my name shines again. Encrid looked at the blade and realized that he was breathing.
Pounding.
The heart swings. I see the timing and the angle at which the blade digs into my neck..
He blew his body sideways. I rolled the floor, but I lived..
I was so pleased for a moment..
Cuckoo!
A shock came to his back, followed by terrible pain. His head was dazed. I didn't even know he had fallen to the floor..
From the back, another enemy hit the helmet with an axe..
I got it, and then I looked up with dreamy eyes..
“Mercy..”
The stabbing cub put the blade back in..
Puck.
Kang, kang, kang!
Open your eyes again.
Repeated day.
‘Let's not think about it..’
Let's not think about whether the necklace is a blessing or a curse..
Let's not think about what this is about..
There are two things to think about right now..
Surviving the Battlefield.
And doing anything for it.
“There are bugs in the boots.”
“Huh? It's a prophecy.?”
“What was that? What you used to teach me..”
It's awful..
Lem blinked and said,.
“Heart of the Beast?”
That's right. That was the name..
Heart of the Beast.
On a battlefield where spears, swords, and axes fly into the human heart How are you calling your eyes?.
If you bear the heart of the beast, you can, so do it..
I remember what Lem said..
“Teach me again..”
“ENG?”
Lem was absurd..
Encrid understood Lem..
At one time, he said he would learn, and Lem, who was against that passion, would teach. It was a great place to stay..
In the end, Encrid gets nothing, and Lem teaches nothing. I didn't..
At the moment, not closing your eyes is the basis of training..
You can usually do it with your eyes open until the eve of the Dweg daily. It wasn't a thing..
It doesn't end with just your eyes open..
In Encrid's view, Lem's skills were better than those of a first-class mercenary..
It was the goal of training to watch and avoid until his axe dug half-way down his neck..
“Let's do it, training..”
Passion flares in Encrid's eyes.
The flame was stoked in the chest..
‘Do you need to know if it's a blessing or a curse?’
There is no talent for yourself. I know that..
And time is fair to anyone.
Therefore, Dunjae cannot beat genius.
So if the time isn't fair,?
A curse is good. This was a string. A string that can move forward.
“It's good. I've been losing my bones lately, and I've been losing my strength today. I see you're full of power, and I'm powerful..”
Lem woke up and said,.
“Breakfast eating right.”
“Well, let's do that..”
Eat breakfast, wash the bowl.
The Knight says it was a dream, and Lem looks at it and laughs.
Then it was class time..
“I forgot how to train.?”
“Not at all.”
How impressive, Encrid had nightmares about Lem's training..
A nightmare with his axe covering his neck..
“Let's go..”
The gist of training is simple.
If the axe tries to cut your throat, you open your eyes and avoid it..
If Rem makes a mistake, Encrid dies..
I was scared of it, so I couldn't do it..
Things were a little different now..
‘Even if you die, you're back on the ground..’
It's time for cowardice loss. The concentration learned in the first death, awakens the heart of the beast.
Encrid's heart began to beat..
The beating of the heart, shaken by surprise, calms down.
Beast is not surprised Shui. A slowed heart rate brings composure.
Composure, the heart of the Beast.
A calm mind puts the trajectory of the axe blade in your eyes.
It's training to deal with your body, and I've been doing it without a break for a while..
It wasn't difficult to see the trajectory and avoid it..
The ax blade covers the air. Encrid pulled his right foot back in time and bit his body back.
The axe passed before his eyes..
“……I practiced secretly.?”
Lem asked.
“A little.”
“It's good. Okay. But the timing was a little faster now. Avoid it on the verge..”
It's training to thicken heart leather.
Lem swung the axe..
Encrid waited until the timing when the axe seemed to bell his throat. Avoided.
“Big, there were few people in our tribe who learned this. It's amazing..”
Morning training is over.
Lem tapped Encrid's shoulder..
“Well done. This is the only way to deal with the flimsy guys in the field..”
“If they're beyond flimsy, they're beyond flimsy.?”
“What do you want to ask??”
“Why don't you face him like that?.”
“I don't know, so I'm asking.?”
As Encrid stared, Lem spoke. This is why he wants to do this today..
“We need to bounce..”
Yeah, run..
It's crazy to face a stronger opponent than yourself on the battlefield..
Because he noticed and knew my subject, Encrid survived so far..
And now.
“Would you prefer to practice against a tinker? This one.?”
“If you train like that, you're not going to have a hundred lives..”
Lem giggled. As he listened to the laughter, Encrid thought, " Oh, my god.".
I think he's had hundreds of lives just now..
A blessing or a curse..
‘If you can write, write it all..’
Encrid has lived So far.
So I lived, so I was still going to do it..
That stab, face to face.
I was going to do that. Isn't it a good training opponent.
The pain of dying is terrible, but the opposite is great.
Encrid felt the joy of growth in a dozen years.
No Heart meets joy.
It was a meeting that could not be compared to drugs..
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