A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

To the wild horse, the Flaming Skull was an uncontrollable threat.

That’s why it sought help.

And now was the moment. If anything, the Flaming Skull was simply unlucky.

Fwoosh!

A blazing halberd lit up the battlefield, trailed by a line of skeletal hounds and soldiers.

A quick count revealed thirteen of them. Excluding the flaming skull itself, there were twelve.

“Blasphemous and perverse.”

Their bad luck had a very specific reason: a zealous soldier with a deep-seated rage toward the undead.

Whoosh!

The flaming halberd struck down, but Audin intercepted it with his bare palm.

The instant the weapon made contact, flames leapt onto his hand. With a swift motion, Audin swung his arm through the air.@@novelbin@@

Wham!

The movement produced a gust of wind, and the fire extinguished as if erased.

It wasn’t magic. This was a feat of pure physical strength and speed.

Audin deflected the flaming halberd with ease and began smashing through the approaching skeletons.

With a single punch, a skull exploded into shards, scattering into at least sixteen fragments.

“...That brute,” muttered Rem.

Even Rem couldn’t help but admire Audin’s display of skill in extinguishing the flames.

Audin continued his rampage, shattering skulls and ribs alike. He tore a skeleton’s spine out and used it as a club to crush the head of a skeletal hound.

The Flaming Skull raised its halberd high, aiming for Audin’s back.

Ragna, who had been watching from the sidelines, abruptly stepped forward.