A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

"My grandfather personally carved this gate with a sword. Cool, right?"

When Oara spoke, Enkrid added a suitable comment.

"I see."

"I miss my ex-husband."

"...Suddenly?"

Oara always came out with unpredictable statements. She seemed like an impulsive person. Based on her actions so far, she didn’t seem like someone who made plans.

"If I kill that ex-husband, the magical realm will be over."

It was an incomprehensible story, but Enkrid responded nonchalantly. His experiences with Rem and others had prepared him for such things.

"Does your ex-husband live in the magical realm?"

Oara laughed loudly at his calm question. This was the first time someone had responded this way.

"Oh, it’s just a guy with the same name."

Roman, who had approached without him noticing, spoke up. The short-haired blonde also came over, holding a bottle of alcohol and a metal goblet. A few drinks were passed around.

"What’s this? I want some too," Rem said as he appeared.

"Sure."

Oara nodded.

The usually stoic barbarian only quietly listened as he puckered his lips.

Oara did most of the talking.

They sat carelessly on a tree stump, using it as a table. Perhaps because the weather was nice, nothing felt uncomfortable.

The wind was cool, and the alcohol was just right.

The snack was only jerky, but it wasn’t bad.

"It’s a guy named Jericks."

After hearing the explanation, Enkrid thought it was a bad taste.

Why would anyone give a name to a monster living in the magical realm?

But it wasn’t something he had to question, so he didn’t add his complaints.

This was during Oara’s squire days.

She had fallen in love with a man and wanted to get married and live together, but he suddenly developed a wanderlust and left.

He was apparently a very handsome minstrel.

Oara proudly said she was the one who made her face known.

Enkrid almost asked if that was something to be proud of but refrained.

"A man should look like me."

Roman said, and Rem nodded in agreement, but Oara pretended not to hear.

"That bastard is the reason I became a knight."