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Chapter 35

35. He was purely delighted.

All the Sago squad members had strong personalities, but they had something in common.

I don't have much interest in the neighborhood..

Among them, Ragnar is not particularly conscious of the surrounding gaze. He was the type who didn't care..

‘Roughly filling the stomach, roughly fighting, roughly living.’

I have a lot of sleep in my life..

That's Ragnar, who said the other day that he was going to support the reconnaissance force instead. Encrid was inwardly surprised when she saw him..

Ragnar says he's going out for reconnaissance instead.?

Our lazy squad has changed.?

That wasn't it..

Ragnar was in a mood for whims..

I was in the mood at the time, but maybe a day, not half a day. I would have said I wasn't going because I didn't..

I expected that in the first place, so I wouldn't have sent it..

Encrid handled most of the troublesome missions in the Accident Squad. It wasn't crab..

Ragnar was, in some ways, the opposite of Encrid himself.

He was not motivated, and Encrid split the time and took the sword. He was a wielding type..

Of course, Ragnar sometimes wielded his sword..

As I saw when I returned, I was hanging out with Lem, on the battlefield. There were times when I was active..

Of course, every time Ragnar muttered, " I didn't mean it.".

Encrid knows that Ragnar, so he's interested in him. It was amazing..

‘Somehow.?’

It was really rare.

Sometimes I ask, sometimes I ask, sometimes I ask, sometimes I ask..

Like this, you can keep an eye on it for a few days and organize your questions in a way that will make you feel better It wasn't the type..

Encrid lowered his hand, scratching my forehead..

Lem is a very active member of the squad, but Lem is a constant bastard. Treat people only outside the line.

I saw it from close up..

It's a type that doesn't bring people into the line..

In a way, he's more demanding than a slacker like Ragnar. Can.

But Lem has something to say..

Ragnar is the type who doesn't speak the necessary words..

Such was Ragnar's question. So it was amazing.

I looked into Ragnar's eyes for a moment..

There came a tranquil silence between the two..

Encrid stared at it as if it were a snow fight, and soon looked up.

I saw a sky without a cloud.

It has been raining frequently in recent years, but I saw a fresh sky without even a small cloud.

My heart was burning..

When I look at the sky, I see why he's doing this, and for what reason he's asking these questions. The idea of whether the intention he had guessed was correct was gone..

Encrid took the trouble out of it..

I asked you, and I answered..

When you're dealing with a sword, when you're dealing with a person, you just do your best..

‘I've been thinking about this since..’

Even if you do your best, everything you want is very far away, so you always crave it Lived a life.

Ragnar asked.

Why do you do that?.

Maybe he's talking about wielding a sword every time he breaks..

Maybe it's about not treating anything like Massa..

Perhaps it is a question of a mind that does not give up on its poor skills It was ter..

So Encrid answered the question with a question.

“What if I had used a good sword??”

The outskirts of Jinji, temporarily built.

Where there is no shade, where the sun envelops them, Ragnar's gaze Stay on Encrid's face. Encrid opened his mouth again..

“What would have happened if it had? What could have been?”

Encrid's voice was pleasant. It was like a well-made instrument.

At least for Ragnar, it sounded like that..

It wasn't a hilarious voice in the heat, it wasn't a despondent voice..

It was like reading a fairy tale book to a young child, so leisurely and chatty.

“Now I wield my sword to survive. But I don't want to live like that..”

With the horse, Encrid wielded his sword. Vertically from top to bottom.

Bung.

The blade spread a distinctive aroma through the air.

The scent of the battlefield, mixed with the smell of iron, tickled the tip of Ragnar's nose.

Encrid continued what Ragnar was doing, whether he was next to her or not..

I'm training the sword..

From top to bottom.

From bottom to top.

Oblique back to the side.

Within, leave an imaginary opponent, bind, stick a sword and a feint to pull the sword He hit the back of the blade..

Lagra stared at that squad leader without answering..

The Lowest Soldier of the Kingdom of Naurilia.

Ragnar is at the lowest level of the accident squad leader's skills. I know it's not..

But that didn't mean he was a high-level prosecutor or warrior..

You have to be good at jumping into the mercenary industry right now, which is a little better than the middle level.

If you're an intermediate mercenary, you can't say you're very good at it..

Ragnar was once deeply immersed in the Mercenary world, so he had a level of mercenaries I knew it..

As far as the sword was concerned, he had as much innate insight as the frock..

He measured the squad leader's skills, and he knew his limits.

‘It's already late..’

The start is wrong..

From the time I held the sword, I had to stick to the basics. The lack of talent took the opportunity from him.

What about the squad leader now?.

It was as he said..

The skill of surviving, the skill of grinding his ankle for that Got it..

There are about two things a squad leader can use..

Even if you're unlucky, you're taught by a good Barbarian Lem.

Then all of a sudden, my skills increased, and I saw a stab..

Except for those two, they lack the basics, and they always lean on the expedient. It's just technology..

That expedient was the problem.

Ragnar was sorry for his insight, but tell me that Instead of giving, I asked what I cared about.

“If you use your sword well, what will you do then?”

Encrid stopped wielding his sword..

The sweat of the peregrine bone flowed on his forehead, and the tip of his chin was on the floor. Drip fell.

The sweat that fell over the soil as he stepped on it quickly seeped into the soil.

Sunshine, Sword, Wind, Sky.

With everything in his chest, Encrid had a dream that he had recalled countless times in reality. Spat.

“I want to be a knight, a knight running towards the end of the battlefield.”

“Why.?”

Ragnar asked. It was a natural question for him..

Ragnar looked at length.

The way your destination looks like you don't have to experience it.

So did that road entertain you?.

When you get to your destination, you have nothing to do, nothing to do. Only then would I have the will to walk that path.

Ragnar did it..

He saw the destination and the road, but he did not want to walk, he could not walk He was a wanderer..

“There must be a reason why you want to be.?”

Encrid asked..

This is romance. Romantic. It's his life, it's the days that have passed..

At the same time, it was a dream of a young day that fascinated me.

How long have you been thinking about your dreams?.

There is no reason to want to be.

But I'm not going to end up with what I just want to be..

“I want to live as I think it's right. Take the sword for the poor and the sick,take the sword for honor, I want to carry a sword for someone I love.”

What is an article.

Is it just a killing weapon that kills well and fights well?.

I often called the article that way..

Combat armory specialized in killing something.

But if the knight that Encrid dreamed of was the only one, so far He couldn't have wielded a sword..

Honor and God, who look out for my will with the sword.

A sword of chivalry that most now don't find.

Encrid said, and reminded him of Krang..

Why did his words have power?.

How did his words pull everyone together.

Now I felt like I knew a little bit..

It's true, it's true..

That was the default..

So Encrid said with all his heart.

That came as a shock to Ragnar..

Of course, I didn't know Encrid, because he seemingly didn't pay a little bit of that mark..

Ragnar asked himself a question.

I want to live what I believe is right, but why do I need a sword.

If you don't have power, it's hard to realize what you believe.

There was always an emptiness in his chest.

That was the cause of his helplessness.

But now, between talking to Encrid, instead of helplessness in his mind, Another flame blazed..

With the flame that began to bloom in her chest, Ragnar thought, " Oh, my god." Locked..

I sat on one side of the plain with grass..

What is a knight, what is a sword.

Trouble bites the tail, and then concludes.

‘You can't know without walking down the street..’

He found the right place to walk down the street..

Encrid left him and swung his sword again..

Only the sword, the sky and the wind came through the silence..

It was a little off, so on one side, the uproar of the soldiers in earnest I heard a sound, but other than that, it was quiet.

The silence was not long.

“Want to learn sword?”

Ragnar looks at a pointed stone embedded in the ground on one side with a dazed gaze and looks at his mouth Opened.

Pak!

The sweat was scattered in the air with a hard sting..

Encrid stopped in that state. He answered, choosing his breath and keeping his gaze on the tip of his sword.

“Yeah..”

It was plain, and it was a chatty tone..

If you have an opportunity to learn, don't miss it. For Encrid, it was natural..

Ragnar was surprised by what he said and what he said.

‘Why I?’

But soon realized the reason.

I want to show the right way to the squad leader who is firing away. Half.

The other half was for himself..

‘If the squad leader is with you,.’

You can move without knowing yourself..

When you see Encrid living, you're irritated..

Ragnar needed stimulation. The stimulus that will make you walk a long and tedious path.

The presence of the squad leader was an impetus for him.

If he's there, he'll tinker and train..

As soon as you see him develop, you have a vitality that you haven't had before..

I was in Dalian with the squad, I was trying to go out instead of scouting, and through Rem, I was trying to go out. He loosened his body..

It was a rare thing.

At least for Ragnar himself..

So what happens if you teach a squad leader??

It was more of an act of selfishness than selflessness.

And Encrid didn't worry about the reason.

‘Why are you doing this??’

He didn't ask me to step up and do anything, but he stepped up and took the sword. I'll let you know..

It was possible because it bothered Lem when he learned the heart of the Beast..

What else do you learn from Saxony?.

It all happened because he was the first to put himself in..

But it wasn't this time..

I stared at myself for a few days, and then I came up and threw a few questions. I'll teach you the sword..

I thought it was a good opportunity..

So I didn't want to ask why..

When Ragnar is in Dalian, he needs to move just then, and when he's in swordplay, he's in swordplay. I kept my mouth shut..

Encrid was like a hungry huntress as much as a sword..

During Dalian, he asked numerous questions and ran more, but Ragnar evaded the answer.

But now I'm here to tell you about it..

“Then once.”

Ragnar rose, whisking his tongue, and smote his lips..

He seemed to pick a horse..

Encrid waited calmly, shaking the tip of his sword underneath.

As I waited, my head reminded me of what Lem had said..

“It's a little bit like I teach the sword..”

Lem used not only an axe, but also a sword. Encrid again and again he rotts and stabs his enemies with his sword I saw the thing..

“I'm purely wielding a sense, but this is not to be taught. It's gonna. So the squad leader might as well learn a little more systematically..”

I didn't really want to teach, so I didn't seem to do it. I don't think he's doing it because of his skills..

If that were the case, I wouldn't have told you the heart of the beast..

Then I asked him if he would, and he moved on..

Leaving Encrid in thought, Ragnar said.

“Whether it's the viscera of the beast that you learned from the Barbarians, or whether it's your conscience..”

……Heart of the beast. How does this become the innards of the beast.

If Lem had heard, he would have wielded an axe right away..

“Poke One.”

Ragnar then said, and looked straight into Encrid's eyes..

“Other than that, I think we'll have to build it up again from scratch, okay??”

Encrid, who could not understand at the moment, looked up.

“So I mean, we need to get the basics back together, can we do that??”

Ragnar taught the sword and knew no other way to learn.

Encrid was difficult to be prone to at the moment..

“Why?”

Valencian Mercenary Sword.

I thought it was a great skill and a sword, no matter what the others said..

“If you keep using that mercenary sword, you won't be better than you are now..”

Ragnar has since continued to explain.

The example was coarse and the explanation was not clear, but Encrid was soon I understood..

The key was one.

The status quo is that the limits are clear.

Even if you train like you do now, you can move on..

But the speed will be better, and you can't exceed the limit..

When I asked why, I said yes because I learned a lot of sundry things.

“Yo lacks the basics..”

I never thought you'd hear this..

Even if you go to a school with a silver or gold coin, you always have a basic machine I was prone to emphasizing the importance and spent quite a bit of time.

I thought I was going to listen to this..

Every time I was giving money and learning..

Encrid could not finish the basics at that time.

So I was alone in chopping and stabbing, which I thought was the default ever..

That was the problem..

A short enlightenment comes. Encrid momentarily rang the whole body with a jubilant fever.

The hand with the sword trembled.

I saw the road..

The walls that are always in front of your eyes and the darkness is coarse beyond, but the road is open.

The joy of this moment cannot change any touch of life.

Then shaking his hand, Ragnar said in a cautious tone.

“Now you can select it. Whether you're going to build a new one or you're going to be happy with it now..”

Ragnar thought Encrid would give up.

The only thing that ever builds up is that it's a new pile, and it's a new one from the bottom. Because it's..

Then, even in the mercenary system, the level of severe injury is back to the lower level It will fall..

Can you bear that??

It's also a man who eats kalbab in the middle of the battlefield.?

If you have multiple lives, you don't know..

Even if I wanted to, it wouldn't be easy..

When the moment of death approaches, your body will be ripe for technology..

“You'll have to walk a few lives..”

Ragnar said. It was clunky, but it was a worried tone..

Encrid nodded..

Ragnar asked with his eyes, and Encrid opened his mouth..

“I'm gonna build a new one..”

“Is it really?”

Rere Ragnar was surprised to answer.

There didn't seem to be a single hesitation in the answer..

I must have shaken my hands a little while ago..

I thought it was anger, frustration, despair..

Encrid's reaction was quite the opposite..

“Yeah..”

He was purely delighted.