Goblin Knight - Chapter 322



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EP.322 Once Upon a Time (2)

-At eating and falling away, dogs!

– Those guys are spewing out some weird stuff… Kkwaak!

– It’s a hammer! Those kids are throwing hammers!

– Don’t slow down and turn sideways!!

“You are a minister.”

On the branches of the tallest tree in the nearby forest.

Blanc muttered as he sat with his feet together and checked the situation through the narrow gap between the hundreds and thousands of leaves.

For Blanc, who had fought dragons, corpses, giants, fusions, and most recently, tin men and legions of monsters, the… brutal chase… unfolding down there was a refreshing sight.

Even though they were all riding horses and galloping, there was no sign of any great magic being activated or any inhuman monsters intervening, but rather they were simply fighting back with arrows and mallets.

At first, Blanc looked at them and thought strangely, ‘Aren’t they being too frugal with their secret weapon?’ Then he let out a small sigh.

Yeah… that was the typical chase.

This world is one where even newly-minted squires are treated as quasi-nobles by commoners.

Even these (in Blanc’s view) shabby pursuers all have horses, so they’re probably in a pretty high position in terms of general risk.

If anything, it was Blanc’s standards.

But why did his journey have to be like that? Blanc looked up at the sky with a sense of resentment and touched the iron cross.

anyway…….

‘Are both the pursuers and the pursued human?’

Blanc, who had stopped his distracting thoughts, turned his gaze back towards the chase and sorted out the situation.

‘They both ride horses, but they are not very skilled. They are definitely not properly trained knights. They learned it by force to survive.

Judging by their behavior, the pursuer is probably a simple thief. However, I’m not sure about the pursued one.

Looking at that large carriage, it looks like it belongs to the upper class… but its speech and actions are strangely coarse and rough.

Is that what the mercenary escorts around here look like?’

Blanc, who was examining each member of the pursuit team one by one and considering how to deal with them, soon came to a conclusion.

‘Well, we can figure that out after the situation is sorted out and we talk about it… No matter what time or world it is, can those who try to steal what belongs to others out of greed be good people?’

Thieves are evil.

Evil is cruel.

Blanc felt refreshed by the clear heretical argument that he had not seen in quite some time, and he flew towards the place where the chase was taking place.

Even though his whole body was wounded and his bones were broken and screaming, he had no trouble keeping up with the horses.

Even if we leave out the fact that this is a forest and horses have poor mobility… Blanc has clearly already transcended the ‘categories of common sense’.

Even if this were a plain, if a horse were to gallop at full speed, I would be able to catch up with it in no time even with my body condition.

A handful of bandits riding on those horses, with weapons that are no threat, not even squires… … .

“Damn it… Damn it, you stupid horse! Run! If you don’t run any further, we’re all dead!”

“Those guys are slowing down! They must be tired of talking!”

“Okay, slowly surround them and press them in! Don’t run around in a fit of rage and fall over like that idiot did earlier!”

“No. If that guy shows up again, our share will only increase. It’s actually better-”

The nameless thief, who had a large scar on his face and was smiling broadly, could not finish his speech.

This was because a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, hiding its form in the dust, and pointing something sharp at him.

– Puhihihihi!

“What, what, what!?”

“It’s been a while since I’ve done something like this, so it feels new… But I have to do what I have to do, so I’ll ask.”

Blanc asked, aiming his silver sword at the thief’s neck.

“Do you have any prayers to say now? Anything?”

“W-what are you talking about? Are you the escort knights hired by those guys!?”

“What do I know! It’s the same guy anyway, catch him and kill him! If the difference is this big, even a knight can’t do anything!!”

“I see.”

Blanc looked up at the sky again.

The overcast sky with layers of thin clouds seemed to be saying so.

“If you don’t intend to ask, then there’s no need to listen.”

“what-”

Blanc drew his silver sword sideways without hesitation.

Without even noticing the red line being drawn around the neck of the nearest thief, he grabs the hatchet the thief is holding with his other hand and throws it.

Even before the head of the first victim is completely detached from its body, the flying axe splits the head of the second victim vertically in two.

In the opposite direction, he kicks off the ground and leaps, crushing the head of the third victim, whose eyes are wide open, with his gauntlet.

He finally confirms with a wink that the first thief’s head has fallen off, and then kicks it hard with his foot.

A large, solid bone chunk weighing nearly 7 kg flew straight up and smashed into the bone chunk of the fourth victim, shattering it.

Now the other thieves, who had just realized the death of the first thief, were seen turning away in fear.

The four throwing daggers that had never had a chance to be used until now were finally freed from his grasp.

One by one, each heart was taken away, but the sound of flesh bursting out could be heard in an instant.

At the same time, Blanc, who had been running at a similar speed as the dagger he had thrown, swung his blade sideways without even using his weapon.

A violence far beyond what the human body can withstand shatters and tears two of his cervical vertebrae, and grabs hold of the remaining neck.

Blanc looked at the last remaining one, having broken it with such force that it could not even make a cracking sound.

“Heh, heh… What is this… What is this… A dream… … ?”

He was laughing like a lunatic, not even able to fathom what he had just seen.

I even thought about asking the man who was kneeling on the floor with his strength gone if he wanted to pray again.

I don’t think it would mean anything, seeing as how the trouser legs and the dirt floor were soaking wet.

“That’s a timely expression. I’m sure it wasn’t intentional.”

Bam!

Blanc slowly turned his head, ending the situation by adding one more type of liquid to wet the floor.

It was directed at the grooms and merchants (presumably) who were shivering due to the dust that had not yet fully spread.

“Don’t worry. All the thieves have been exterminated.”

“Cluck, cluck? Oh, ohhh… …!”

Hope was mixed in the voices of those who were anxious about not knowing what was going on due to their blocked view.

With those words, the threat had disappeared completely, and at the same time, I realized that he had no intention of posing a threat.

Well, after the dust settled, there was no telling what reaction he would have when he saw the green skin revealed beneath the shattered armor.

‘Since you showed me a favor first, I guess it’s not like we can’t talk at all. By talking to these people, I can get a feel for the surroundings, and if possible, I’d like to go to a nearby village… … .’

Based on his experience so far, Blanc decided not to be blindly optimistic about their return, but to expect a virtuous cycle while preparing for the worst.

Even at worst… I can’t think of anything else that could go wrong in this situation… … .

Well, actually, they had an experience where they lost their entire family to goblins, so even though Blanc saved their lives, they gave them wrong information. Or what else did they want?

Just thinking about it makes me laugh out loud.

No matter what, this is too much imagination. How could a human do that? Even though I have seen and experienced all sorts of things, I have to worry about making sense-

‘huh?’

Blanc, who was laughing in self-deprecation, suddenly smelled a strange smell in the dust and frowned.

The source of the smell was the huge carriage they were pulling. It was something I had not been able to smell until now because it was far away and sealed inside.

If you think about it, it seems like the thieves were chasing them and saying, “If you catch that, you can have fun and eat for the rest of your life,” and that carriage must have been the basis for that judgment.

So what on earth is inside the carriage?

It smells familiar somehow… … .

Blanc frowned and thought.

– Hey, hey? Is there anyone out there?

“……her?”

“Oh, wait… … .”

A young voice was heard inside the carriage.

To be exact… they were young voices. Filled with indescribable anxiety and fear.

Only then could Blanc remember where he had smelled this scent before.

It was the smell of human children.

– Help me! Someone outside, please!!

– Those guys out there are bad people!

– We’ve been kidnapped! They’re trying to sell us out!!

“… … .”

“… … .”

Blanc looked with bewildered eyes toward the carriage from which the children’s footsteps could be heard.