Goblin Knight - Chapter 331



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EP.331 City Rat (11)

After returning again with many questions.

Blanc gave up on the idea of ​​taking a short carriage ride to relax and decided to speed up and race along the river.

Suddenly, the children’s panicked voices could be heard from the rattling carriage, but there was nothing I could do.

I couldn’t stay here for long, since I knew there was an enforcer wandering around nearby.

“I feel like something is urgent? Is it because of the executor?”

“How could it be otherwise? Their first commandment is to execute the monsters before their eyes. It’s obvious what they’ll think when they see me now.”

“Haven’t I conveyed my message well enough? I told you that there is no need to fear an executor. What should I do now, to grab something suitable and make it dance in front of me?”

“… … I hope there is no chance that they will find out about my existence. It is best not to get involved with the Executor in the first place.”

“You’re so scared. Where did you go when you were the one who stood up to me, the ruler of all demons?”

Nellyvia giggled as if she found it funny.

It’s unfortunate that the conclusion was to look down on him, but it was better to think that way.

The reason Blanc was trying so hard to avoid meeting the Executors was, of course, for his own sake, but more than that, it was because he was worried about Nellyvia.

‘We still don’t know why they were able to win the war. Or why Annelly was so afraid of the Executioners.’

It can’t hurt to be careful with them now that it’s clear they’re hiding something.

But that’s only for Blanc, who knows what’s going to happen in the future, and since telling Nellyvia would be pointless, he’s just not telling her.

Blanc asked Nelivia, as he regained his composure, something occurred to him.

“So… Could you possibly use your magic to hide me for a moment?”

“Hmm. I’m sure you’re talking about that green skin. The armor that hid my identity is completely destroyed, so please do something about it. By the way, didn’t you say that both illusion and magic are to be prohibited as much as possible?”

“It doesn’t matter to me. Can I ask you a favor?”

“It’s not impossible… but I don’t recommend it. It’ll break even with a small impact or be easily detected.”

“Huh? Why?”

Nellyvia frowned, seeming offended.

I thought I had said something wrong, but it seemed like it was my own fault and not Blanc’s.

“I know the theory, but I’ve never really trained myself. Why would I need to master the magic of impersonating others? I can just bewitch them.”

“Aha… So what do you look like now?”

“Of course I needed this, so I practiced it separately, and it’s not even a form of magic. I’m having a kind of lucid dream right now.”

“note?”

“Was it hard to understand? To put it simply… I, the main body, am sleeping, and this clone, who has taken the form of prey, is pulled out of my dreams. If my species were human, wouldn’t it be like this?”

“… … Anyway, you’re saying that you can’t change my appearance like I want. I understand.”

“It’s the typical bluff of someone who doesn’t understand anything. But when I think about it, it would be fun to suddenly reveal your identity in the middle of the prey. How about now?”

“I politely decline… … .”

Let’s continue to abuse our words, even though we feel dizzy from the slightly traumatic remarks.

Once again, white smoke was seen rising through the forest sky.

This time, there were so many that it could never be confused with a bandit camp or anything like that.

‘A fairly large town… no, in this area and this time zone, would a town of that size be considered a small city? It was definitely after the victory in the Yulma War that humans began to expand their influence in earnest… … .’

In a community like that, there would be no church, and the security wouldn’t be so bad that children would be kidnapped again by bandits and such.

I guess this issue can be settled by going inside and leaving the kids at the church.

Now, the first problem standing in the way is… … .

‘… … How do I get in there?’

Plan 1, which would have left the children only near the city, had to be scrapped.

In a place that big, there would naturally be a gatekeeper, and there’s no way a gatekeeper would let in kids whose status wasn’t guaranteed and whose origins were unknown just because they looked pitiful.

The only other option the kids had was to sneak in bypassing the gatekeeper… but honestly, that didn’t seem like it would be possible.

It was virtually the same as leaving it in the forest.

‘I have to lead the children into the city myself and then find a place to take care of them, whether it’s a church or something. The question is how to do that.’

It was impossible to hide the fact that he was a goblin thanks to his armor that had become a giant.

Even if the gatekeeper in Maaan were willing to listen to the story, there was no way that the identity badge of Sir Hekal, who had guaranteed Blanc’s identity in this time zone, would work.

Even if it was just to hide the goblin’s appearance, borrowing Nellyvia’s magic ended in failure, so in effect, the possibility of entry was blocked.

There was only one way to get in, by using Nellyvia’s power to charm the gatekeepers…

‘I really don’t feel like it.’

The reason he forbade Nellyvia’s magic as much as possible was because of its omnipotence.

Omnipotence isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but… there’s a side effect of being intoxicated by the convenience of omnipotence and not even thinking about any other possibilities, and Nellyvia was a girl who inhaled that side effect without any filtering.

She became arrogant because she could have anything and make anything kneel by borrowing the power of magic and fascination.

I just gave up on the idea that there might be a better way.

So, it was Annelly’s request and I thought I had to deal with her arrogant temper first so that we could talk things through, so I took a very strong approach.

‘Damn, there are so many restrictions… … .’

The situation right now was so bad.

Blanc himself was frustrated because he was in a situation where he had to borrow strength from anyone he could, which actually reduced his options.

As if she had read Blanc’s thoughts, Nellyvia asked with a smile on her face.

“Why. Did something embarrassing happen? Should I try to match this body? Now that the feeding community is in sight, I’m starting to worry about how I’m going to get the feeding larvae in there.”

“… … That’s a hasty guess.”

“Ha! I have to tell you something as a favor. You’re surprisingly bad at telling heartless lies, even if you don’t know anything else. If you don’t want to end up mortgaging your soul to someone later, then you should refrain from gambling.”

Nellyvia said, smiling.

“Be honest with me. Do you need my help?”

“No way. I-”

“Then there must be a good way to get in there? I’ll listen, so recite it to me.”

“… … .”

“Look at that. Ahaha… How funny! You really said it well, that evil is boring, that it’s just a series of predictable stories that are disappointing!”

Nellyvia, who had been rolling around in genuine delight, soon assumed an imposing posture (of course, it didn’t work out as she’d like since they were both sitting and he was much shorter) and looked at Blanc.

“Well, I don’t really intend not to help you. I’m not sick of you yet. It’s rare for me to not get sick of someone in a day, so you should be happy.”

“Well said… I haven’t said anything yet, and I haven’t faced the issue yet. Isn’t it too hasty to judge?”

“Then what other way is there? Look around you! The wall of prey is closing in every moment, and is there any sign of the situation getting better?”

“And yet the end has not yet come! There is still a chance… a better ending, a cycle of goodness that has not yet been abandoned!”

“You’re just chasing after straws. Stop admitting it and get comfortable, you weakling. Don’t you need my strength?”

“Don’t make me laugh! I’ll be the last one-”

The discussion between the two monsters on ‘how to pass through the gates’ eventually reached the point of discussing the longing for good and comfortable corruption.

In fact, if you think about it a little, there was an option to ‘get away from the executors and look for another village’, but neither of them thought about that.

Both of them were secretly excited because they had never had anything to argue about on this topic, but neither of them would admit it.

However, the heated debate between good and evil ended in vain in a way that no one could have predicted.

– Oh my, it’s the food shaman! The white sorcery is running away!!

– I don’t want to die like this!!

– Don’t run away, you piece of trash! If winter comes like this, we’ll all starve to death!!

A very familiar sound came from far away.

It was the voice of the monsters, the goblins, that appeared every morning when I washed my face at the riverside.

It seemed as if a hungry crowd had been repelled after bungling and attacking the city without any knowledge of the situation.

But if you look at the leader’s voice that is strong, there might be a mutant like Hop or Chief among them, so it would be better to go help them quickly.

And, it may be a bit of a crazy thought, but if that help was actually crucial… I might be able to get some help getting in there… … .

“… … Look, look! If you don’t give up until the end, won’t new opportunities arise? This is the cycle of goodness… This is how you overcome the trials that block it!”

“Are you really going to call this a cycle of goodness? Don’t you think that’s a bit too much, goblin?”

“Even a simple incident can start a cycle if good intentions are involved! Anyway, hurry up, I need to know the situation!”

“Wow. Your timing is incredible… I don’t know for sure, but you seem to be quite lucky.”

“That is an insult to me, Mongma.”

Blanc began to walk towards the sound, protesting that this was an insult he could never accept, considering the journey he had taken so far.