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Goblin Knight - Chapter 330

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EP.330 City Rats (10)

‘executor?’

The exquisite swordsmanship, the fluttering pure white attire, and above all, the strange way of speaking about the meaning of the laws.

The moment he became certain that the executioner had committed this not-so-tragic atrocity, Blanc felt his mind becoming complicated.

For Blanc, the executor was a person who was difficult to describe in one word.

When we first met, it was an object of the unknown and fear.

For Blanc, who had just emerged into the world, the idea of ​​those too strong to dare oppose him, chasing him according to the will of an unknown precognition, was bound to be terrifying.

The next time I met them, I thought that they might be decent people if I set aside the fact that they were monsters, and it was mainly because of Mephis.

Mephis was a golden enforcer who possessed the world’s highest level of power (this is not an exaggeration, because the stronger he became, the more he realized how ridiculous he was), yet he was strangely human.

If it’s not something the law directly tells you to do, you can respond in a reasonable way, or you can’t eat spicy food… something like that.

It was just that they were incompatible with Blanc, but I thought that these people were also people who pursued good and justice, like the Knights of the Holy Fire, such as Sir Hekal.

But the most recent enforcers I’ve met have been bad enough to shatter the image I’ve built up while interacting with Mephis.

To put it bluntly, they were… vulgar.

The way they used their power and status to oppress and exploit the weak was no different from the ‘fake knights’, the group that Blanc hated the most.

Even so, they weren’t overwhelmingly strong. Even with Ella’s help, Blanc was able to easily subdue several of them, and even without Ella, he was confident he could take on two of them on his own.

A pathetic behavior that can only be described as being intoxicated with power and authority and neglecting training.

But at the time, Anneli said that Mephis was strange and they were just normal executors… … .

‘Those who are uncontrollable.’

Even though they belonged to the same group, their personalities were so different that it was difficult to judge whether I should treat them kindly or evilly if I ever met them again.

Since Blanc is a monster, he will meet the vast majority of enemies anyway… But still, there is a world of difference between cutting down evil and cutting down good, which are just different paths.

In the end, Blanc of the past decided on the universal answer that could fit any situation, ‘Improvise appropriately based on the situation at hand’, and postponed giving an answer.

Not long after that, I found myself facing the executor again.

‘… … As Annelly said, it’s best not to get involved with an executor even once in your life, but it seems like that’s wrong this life.’

Tch.

Blanc continued his thoughts, looking at the afterimage of the white hem that disappeared beyond the forest.

‘Why were you here? A simple request to eliminate bandits? No, it didn’t seem like that. Enforcers don’t operate that way.’

Although they are an armed group of the same religion, the behavior of their enforcers is incomparably different from that of the Knights Templar, who act upon requests.

They are moved only by orders, decrees, written in unknown prophecies. There is no other way.

If you forge the ordinance like on a ship, then it would be different.

‘So, was there a decree issued to clear out the bandit camps that had formed in the nearby forest? No… I don’t think so. The bandits’ last words are on my mind.’

The last thief the executioner killed shouted this before he died.

I didn’t know you guys were involved, I didn’t know things would turn out like this… I’ll never get involved in something like this again.

What is this ‘thing’ they’ve set foot in?

‘… … The slave who was dragged away by the rats was clearly holding Yul’s coin.’

The Yul Coin is one of the main ways that the Executors reward others. He still has a platinum coin in his pocket that Mephis gave him.

So the one who asked the slave trader to kidnap the children was the executioner? It doesn’t seem like the executioner’s image to be calling in rats, but he can do it.

But why would they do that? They’re just orphans. Even if it’s a lie that they’re orphans, they’re probably just the children of commoners.

If you put the authority of the church and the laws first, wouldn’t it be easy to bring a few children?

Even if it is something that needs to be done without being discovered by others, it would be much better for them to do it themselves rather than having a slave trader take the lead… … .

‘… … No matter how much I think about it, the executors didn’t request the kidnapping. If you really think about it that way, it’s that the ordinance forced it, but that’s far-fetched.’

So is it a separate issue from children?

Why did Blanc end up stepping in without notice and saying ‘Blanc’ while two incidents were happening at the same time and place?

I don’t know. I didn’t have enough clues to proceed further.

He might have missed something though… solving puzzles wasn’t his forte in the first place.

Whenever he faced difficulties, it was always his seed who gave him advice to move forward.

Blanc, unable to bear the frustration, muttered without realizing it.

“Annelli, what kind of answer would you have given… … .”

“Who are you?”

“Ugh!?”

Blanc was startled and distanced himself when he heard an unexpected answer right next to him.

Nellyvia, who was sitting on the branch next to him, smiled mischievously.

“how-”

“How did you come near me? I guess I was relying on my keen senses, but it’s not like it’s easy for a skilled dreamer like me to fool something like that. You let your guard down, goblin.”

“… … Didn’t I tell you to wait?”

“And there’s no reason for me to follow that. To leave a lady alone for even a minute like that is truly a lack of manners.”

Yeah… that’s right.

Nellyvia is not his squire. I must have spoken to her as if I were talking to Annelly.

“So what? What are you looking at up here so interestingly? I can’t see anything in particular. And that name you were mumbling a little while ago… … .”

“It’s a name you don’t need to know right now.”

“… … Huh-huh.”

Nellyvia looked at him with eyes that were half interested, half displeased.

It was a topic that would only make things more awkward if continued. Blanc quickly decided to change the subject.

“We were looking at the camp in the forest that we had captured with smoke. It was not the hunters’ camp, but the bandits’ camp.”

“A thief? What the heck, you were wasting all this time worrying about that? With someone as incompetent as you, you could wipe out any number of them in an instant.”

“All the thieves are dead. It was the executioner’s doing.”

“Hoo.”

Nellyvia said with a mischievous face.

“I was a little worried about your reaction earlier… Are you scared of the Executor, Goblin?”

“Let me ask you the opposite. Aren’t you scared?”

“What is there to be afraid of? I admit that they move surprisingly quickly and powerfully, but they are still humans. They are just knights in white.”

“… … You’re underestimating the article.”

“Because it’s the dreamcatcher’s favorite prey.”

A wicked smile appeared on the girl’s face.

“Knights! Noble men who have devoted their swords to the Seven Laws and their lives to the understanding of the Seven Goods and Seven Evils!

Hot, that’s not even funny. Do you have any idea how weak-minded those who shout such things really are?

They may claim to be noble in words, but in reality, they are extremely pitiful. They are all overflowing with greed, as if they are compensating for their arduous training.

I want to rise to a high position, I want to be recognized by many, I want to fill my storehouse with gold, I want to trample on the weak… … .

It would be better to have just one of the four. But having two or three of them is the standard for those who call themselves knights.

There is no need to go into dreams and examine desires. Just pick one and shape it into a dream, and you will live there forever, offering up your ego.

How could you not like them when they are so simple?

“They are such pitiful people… How can I not despise them?”

Blanc listened to her quietly.

That wasn’t knowledge he learned from someone else. He must have seen it himself.

You can deny it as much as you want, but Nellyvia won’t listen.

It is only natural that the latter is more reliable than Blanc’s verbal claims and his own experience.

but…….

“Then what if.”

“huh?”

“If, indeed, there were those who lived as upright knights, dedicating their lives to the understanding of the seven good and evils, as they advocate, how would you dreamers react?”

“Hmm… hmm, honestly, I can’t really imagine. I’ve never heard of anyone like that. But maybe… … .”

Nellyvaa said, smacking her lips without realizing it.

“I’d do anything to eat it. I’d probably sacrifice my soul to eat it. I’d do that anyway. Just imagining what it would taste like is thrilling. I think I could eat it for three days without even breathing.”

“… … .”

“However, since such a being cannot exist, it is ultimately nothing more than a trivial delusion.”

“That… is… .”

Blanc concluded with a slightly trembling voice.

3 days… … .

3 days… … .

“But why did you ask that? It’s really disgusting to make a young woman imagine such absurd things.”

“… … It was just simple curiosity. Let’s get back to the main point. Isn’t it the same reason why you don’t fear the executors?”

“Yes. Even if they wear white robes instead of steel armor, they are still just humans who are swayed by greed. Why would our Mongma fear such people?”

It was certainly as he said.

As you said… even though it’s long… … .

‘Then why on earth did the dreamers lose the war to humans?’

Is it really because of Mephis’ existence?

Surely, if it were him, he’d be a monster who’d tear everything in the world apart, saying ‘everything is according to the law’s will’, no matter how greedy Mongma was… … .

Even so… is that all… …?

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