Goblin Knight - Chapter 349



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EP.349 The Fall of the Moon (28)

… … Again, it was a difficult question.

Of course, the answer was obvious.

Nelivia was the true self of his lover, Annelie, and the future of Annelie could only exist if he protected Nelivia and guided her on the right path.

But that’s also the story of the ‘impossibility’ he wanted to keep a secret a little while ago.

I can’t say it outright… but, awkwardly, looking at Nellyvia’s attitude, it seemed like it would be difficult to just gloss over it this time.

Since it was a question that took courage to ask, you could see in his eyes that he was determined to hear the answer.

What should I do?

As Blanc closed his eyes, the advice Annelie had given him about women’s hearts at the beginning of his trip came to mind.

– Praise everything, no matter what. If it’s based on facts, that’s great. If it’s not, that’s okay.

– Women are honest about their emotions, so no matter how plausible your words may be, there are many times when they are not as effective as one compliment.

– Even if I say this, it might not make much sense to you, Master, who is not familiar with human culture… Let’s do a rehearsal first. Now, try praising me.

– Yes, anything is fine. Come on. Hurry up, hurry up… … .

… … It’s still a bit dubious, but it’s advice that has always been extremely effective for Agnelli and has also been effective to a certain degree for other women.

Well, if you say something like, ‘I fell in love with you at first sight’ as she advised, you can probably avoid this place.

It’s not entirely a lie.

but…….

Is that okay?

Although Nellyvia was Anneli’s predecessor, she was not Anneli yet. No one, more than Blanc, acknowledges this.

Is it okay to tell lies to Nellyvia that project the future Annelie?

Wouldn’t that be a deception to the girl named Nellyvia and to her desire to know the truth?

Because it was a matter that could not be easily decided, Blanc narrowed his eyes at Nelivia and thought hard about it.

Nellyvia, who had been quietly watching the scene, seemed to think about something, then smiled brightly and said.

“Oh, I see. I think I get the general idea.”

“what?”

“I was thinking too hard because you are such a strange being. The world can’t possibly be this simple!”

Blanc tilted his head, not knowing English.

Nellyvia declared in a confident voice.

“You fell in love with me the moment you saw me! That’s why you wanted to be with me so badly and were so devoted to me!”

“uh…….”

“This explains why you made me join your journey with the words, ‘I’ll show you a more interesting world,’ why you risked your life to save me, and why you went through all the trouble to teach me all kinds of knowledge!”

Blanc forgot what he was saying.

It was because he had no idea that the answer he had been struggling with, whether he could really say it or not, would come out first from Nellyvia.

But seriously, how much does this girl value herself that she can shout out such an answer so naturally and confidently?

Don’t you usually think it’s just excessive self-consciousness and reconsider?

As Blanc was staring at her in a daze, Nellyvia smiled and spoke with her eyes.

“Truly, your greed seems to pierce the heavens. How dare you take me, a mere goblin, into your heart! How blasphemous and pitiful!”

“No, that’s… … .”

“But is it because you are ashamed or sinister that you have kept your feelings hidden and never said a word until now? What do you think, Goblin?”

‘The one I fell in love with… wasn’t you… … !’

I’m angry.

There had been many villains who had provoked his wrath over the years, but Nelivia was the first to provoke Blanc’s irritation without even a shred of malice.

Shouldn’t that be treated as some kind of ordinance?

What’s even scarier is… Even if it’s just his own guess, what if Blanc had just said with his own mouth, ‘It’s because I fell in love with you’?

Did he just barely pass the point where he would be sprayed with a fever?

“… … You are free to think whatever you want, but that’s not why I’m trying to protect you-”

“But I’m curious about that too. Of course, I have the appearance to charm many people just by walking, and I have the wisdom and noble character, but what is it about me that you particularly like? Now, I’ll be happy to listen, so tell me!”

His one attempt to calm his mind was dashed by Nellyvia’s narcissistic provocations.

I can’t stand it anymore. Blanc blurted out in anger.

“The only thing I can see about you right now is your face and body!!”

“Sorry to keep you waiting… … .”

The moment Blanc loudly shouted a counterattack based on truth, the werewolf saintess who had been preparing tea opened the vine door and came in.

It felt like a bitter cold was sweeping through the room.

“……yes?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. It was just a private joke or something-”

“Body… You’re saying that it was a relationship where you only wanted bodies? W-Well, I’ve certainly heard that there are such relationships… But what I wanted was something a little more platonic… This, this lowly guy… …!”

“Are you kidding?”

“No, that’s… … .”

Nellyvia was sobbing in shock, completely different from how she had been just a moment ago.

Blanc was confused as to what to do as the saintess had forgotten all the impression she had received from him earlier and was looking at him as if she were some kind of marriage fraudster.

Nellyvia, who had been sobbing, soon twisted the corners of her mouth and burst into laughter.

“ah?”

“Don’t panic. It was just a prank, just like he said. I was satisfied with the refreshing response, much more than I expected, Goblin.”

“You, you… … .”

“You seem like a person who is good at teasing, huh? I will forgive you for coveting my body as a reward for the pleasure you gave me.”

“… … .”

Blanc stared blankly at her and ended up resting his head on his hand.

Yes, as intelligent as Anneli was, it stands to reason that Nelivia would be as intelligent as well. Once she decides to play with him, there’s no way to win.

“… … Well, anyway, if there’s no problem.”

“okay…….”

The werewolf saintess looked back and forth between the two of them as if wondering what was going on, then sighed and began handing them teacups.

Blanc, who was suddenly tired, picked up a warm cup of tea.

The moment he was about to take a sip of his glass, Nellyvia, who was sitting next to him, tapped his side without looking at him.

“What else-”

“(……Next time, I’ll listen to the answer properly.)”

Blanc looked down at her with surprised eyes.

on purpose?

You noticed that he didn’t want to give an answer right away, so you were considerate enough to not make him answer right away?

Nellyvia just looked ahead with a blank expression and slurped her teacup with her dainty hands.

“The wait has been long, werewolf… ‘Saint’. Long enough to make such a lame joke in the midst of boredom.”

“… … .”

“You probably didn’t just make tea for that long. What did you do? Did you need to prepare yourself mentally? Or were you just organizing questions about that old man or something?”

“I guess you could say everything… Princess Nellyvia.”

The saint looked at Nelivia and said.

“I’m surprised. That you showed up in this situation, that you showed up ‘in that kind of form’… and most of all, that you were able to enjoy such a joke. What on earth happened?”

“There have been many things going on just like you guys right now. But I think it’s you, not me, who should be sharing uncomfortable stories here.”

“… … That’s right.”

The gaze that had been looking at Nelivia turned to Blanc.

“First of all, let me introduce myself. I apologize for the late introduction. I am embarrassed to say this, but I am the saint Thirasia of the Broken Moon Village.”

“The names are similar.”

“I just hope that the name you came up with is the name of the being I have in mind.”

Tirasya let out a deep sigh.

“Before I tell you about the situation here, I want to hear about how you came here. I need to compare it with the message from the lion.”

“Do you know the name Derk? We came here after being introduced by her. We came to repair the armor.”

“I know that I have not heard of a great wolf.”

“Don’t you know each other?”

“It’s been quite some time since I’ve known about it. Although it’s relatively close compared to other places, it’s not a distance where you can just come and go, and above all… … .”

“hmm.”

The saint gestured outside the temple.

I guess it’s talking about the state of the clan in disarray.

“At least 60% of the members have been identified as having been infected with madness, and the rest are dead or missing, not to mention the rest. It is nearly impossible to send a messenger outside, let alone ask about their well-being.”

“… … .”

“How did those brown furries get here? It would have been difficult to even report the situation to the outside world.”

“When we parted ways in the past, there was an item that the clan leaders shared. Although we are now separated, it is a talisman that sends a signal to each other so that we can join forces and overcome when we really need each other.”

“Huh. So you came to help me just by receiving that signal? There must have been some reason, like loyalty or something.”

“Now that the introduction is over, let’s get to the main point.”

Blanc said in a heavy voice.

“So, what’s going on? How on earth did it end up like this?”

“… … That’s right.”

Saint Thirasia muttered with eyes that seemed to be looking at a past she did not want to remember.

“It all started with… a straw tower being built on the border of our territory.”