Goblin Knight - Chapter 336



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EP.336 Once Upon a Time (16)

“uh…….”

Blanc was at a loss for an answer and trailed off.

It wasn’t because the story that came out of her mouth was so shocking… Rather, it was more correct to say that I just didn’t know how to react.

Since the ‘lord’ that Blanc followed was not Yul, there was no reason for him to be interested in the truth hidden in the beliefs of each race.

The one who actually showed a bigger reaction was Nellyvia, who was sipping wine next to him.

“Hmm. The way you received the ‘Teachings of the Moon’ was clearly through revelations coming down from the saint on the day the moon rose, right? It’s certainly similar to the law in that you receive unknown instructions from an unknown entity.”

“Don’t disparage our god by saying you don’t know his identity. Even if you are-”

“Oh, right, right. Anyway, the werewolf’s faith. But while I was listening, something came to mind… … .”

Nellyvia tilted her head and asked.

“Haven’t you said that it’s been over ten years since you last heard those ‘teachings’?”

“… … .”

Sister Derk remained gloomily silent.

That may be why she added the word ‘once’ when she said she worshipped the teachings of the moon a little while ago.

And at this point, Blanc, frustrated by the proliferation of bizarre terms like “saint” and “werewolf’s faith,” finally intervened.

“Wait, wait, I have a question… From what I’ve heard, the god of werewolves, the ‘Great Wolf’, is a being that worships overwhelming power and ferocity, but what about revelations and saints and stuff-”

“How could you say such an irreverent thing!?”

Before Blanc could finish speaking, Sister Derk stood up and slammed the table in a fit of rage.

The table shook so much that some of the wine in the glass spilled, and Nellyvia was left feeling sorry.

Blanc, who had not expected such a reaction, waved his hands in bewilderment.

“Ah, no, like I said earlier, I just heard it… I apologize if my knowledge was limited.”

“Ugh… No. I was being too harsh. Werewolf beliefs aren’t exactly well known. But who on earth dared to say such crazy things?”

The child you called a saint.

… … Since he couldn’t say it outright, Blanc decided to choose his words wisely and beat around the bush.

“I just happened to pick it up while traveling. Anyway, when I get back… I’d like to hear a little more about your beliefs.”

“… … According to the rules of the game, it would be right to wait for your turn again, but I cannot stand this, so I will tolerate it.”

Taking a deep breath, the nun opened her mouth.

“We werewolves worship the Great Wolf, as you know, Lord Meblang. He is the one who roams the vast iron forests high above.”

“Cloud forest… that’s not it. Keep going.”

“He, who was the greatest wolf even in his lifetime, after successfully hunting all living beings on earth, turned his eyes to the sky. There were two moons.”

“Does that include the broken moon?”

“They say it was a square moon back then. Now it’s a sign of hunting… a mark of a great wolf attacking the moon and biting it once.”

It was an interesting myth, especially since it was different from the story Blanc knew.

I remember Annely calling it ‘the dragon broke’, which is correct?

Neither one may be right… … .

“But the moon, despite being so badly wounded, escaped, and even now the great wolf rides the round moon and chases the square moon. That is why there are two moons circling the sky.”

“Ahaha, fools tend to wrap up things they don’t know well into absurd stories. The reason moons rotate is not because of that, but because of gravity-”

“Be quiet, Mongma! So what’s next?”

“… …Why are you only doing this to me?”

Whether or not Nelivia glared at him with a sour look on her face, Blanc urged the nun on with her story.

“The great wolf is on the moon, but wolves are creatures who cherish their pack as if it were their own life.

The Great Wolf, worried about the pack he left behind on Earth, howled loudly every day when the moon was at its largest on Earth… every full moon, and imparted wisdom to the pack.

The herds on the ground also howled at the full moon in gratitude. This is why our wolves howl every full moon.

Over time, we have grown stronger and more determined by the advice of the Great Wolf, but our ability to understand his howls has diminished, as his blood has been thinning out of our species.

We feared that we would be completely cut off from the Great Wolf, so we made the werewolf who could still hear his voice, that is, the one with the thickest blood, a saint. Females usually have better hearing.

And those who assist the saint, record and study the wisdom of the great wolf, and in certain cases put it into practice, were appointed as priests.

This is the faith of our werewolves, very briefly summarized.”

Blanc nodded, feeling as if he had heard a well-written story.

Werewolves… Even those who are called mere monsters each had their own unique culture and beliefs. The fact that I learned such knowledge was enjoyable in itself.

But soon after that satisfaction turned into a real depression that tormented his heart.

In the not-too-distant future, their culture and beliefs… … .

‘… …Why is it disappearing?’

Blanc frowned.

I don’t know for sure, but I don’t think a myth like that would have been created overnight. Since it’s a story that has developed into a belief, it must have been built up over a long period of time.

But after just a few decades, don’t they forget everything they’ve built and just degenerate into monsters intoxicated with power and ferocity?

That’s maybe, maybe.

“But, back to the original story… I heard that the Great Wolf’s ‘Teachings of the Moon’ have been stopped for some time now.”

“… … That’s right.”

Sister Derk sighed, “Haa.”

“One day, even when the full moon came, I could not hear the saint’s teachings. Without any warning.

Perhaps something happened to the Great Wolf, or perhaps we did something wrong and the divine punishment came down on us… There were countless speculations, but nothing was certain.

Fortunately, under the protection of the Great Wolf, we were not a weak group so weak that we would collapse just because of a brief loss of revelation.

All the priests gathered around the saint and decided to find a way. They looked to see if anything new had happened around the same time and pondered over each of the revelations she had given.

I was one of those priests. My job was to look into human culture and literature. I would raid the libraries of the nobles and steal all the books… You may have heard of the Book-Eating Wolf. I became quite famous.

And… finally.”

The nun said with shining eyes.

“Back to the beginning of the story. The teachings of the law and the moon are very similar.”

“Hmm. What exactly is the similarity? If you take away the religious aspect, isn’t it just that the process of ‘instruction’ and ‘execution’ is a bit unique?”

“The original… is… an ‘error’.”

“error?”

Blanc tilted his head.

Weren’t the laws a form of command, and weren’t the teachings of the moon a howling that the saints heard?

Is there something wrong with that?

“You may not know this, but… not all decrees have a specific meaning. Sometimes they’re just a bunch of meaningless strings, sometimes they come out with a recipe for a cake that turns out to be a complete lie, and sometimes they’re just contextless decrees like ‘I wanted to follow them too.’”

“ha.”

“But this also happens in the process of interpreting the teachings of the moon. The saint writes down the revelations exactly as she heard the teachings, but these often contain strange content. Until now, I thought it was just an error caused by the distance from the moon being too far… … .”

Once I realized the similarities, I couldn’t help but investigate.

So, while investigating if there was anything strange on the human side, I approached this church and pretended to be a fake nun…

… … She was influenced by people who simply thought of her as a weak and powerless person, and now she considers Yul an object of faith and works as a nun.

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand. Blanc was one of those people.

But I guess I have to say it anyway.

“Yul is also your faith. Well, I hear that the Great Wolf doesn’t seem to mind if his followers think that way… … .”

“Are you saying that the rate will be the same?”

“… … Those believers, you know.”

Blanc has seen many followers of Yul.

Sometimes they were good, sometimes they were bad. Like the Knights Templar who just wanted to protect people, and like the corrupted Executioners.

But if there was one thing they had in common… … .

“Regardless of your faith, your nobility in helping the weak here is admirable. But humans… the believers of Yul do not recognize monsters or heretics. You know that, right?”

“Of course I know. At the same time… I believe it.”

“what?”

“The goodness contained in the meaning of law.”

The nun looked at the ceiling.

Perhaps it’s seeing the night sky beyond.

“The teachings of the moon, which give us the wisdom to survive and move forward in any situation, are good, but… Yul teaches those who believe in him to be good.

Goodness is cyclical, so it will eventually bear fruit. Evil, no matter how great it may be at the moment, will eventually be judged and disappear… First, if you believe in goodness and follow it, you will be rewarded.

Because I believe in that teaching, those who follow the same teaching also believe in it.

And most of all… … .”

The werewolf said with a grin.

“The Great Wolf and Yul are those who prove their existence through their teachings. There are even executors who carry out their will.

“Would such people really… close their eyes to their believers’ submission to absurdity?”

That was… a reasonable belief.

A world where it is proven that God exists.

Because it is a world where it is widely revealed that one can intervene in this world in the form of laws and teachings of the moon.

It was not at all strange to believe that if one followed their teachings faithfully, they would be protected.

so.

So… Blanc couldn’t say anything.

– Pray.

– I won’t do that.

– Is this what you mean?

– Is this the tragedy you wanted?

– Lord, my great Lord.

-Why did you abandon them?

Because I knew very well that it wasn’t true.