Goblin Knight - Chapter 351



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EP.351 The Fall of the Moon (30)

“… … It was after we had tried everything we could do that we swallowed our pride and asked the Coppertails for help. One of them was reconnaissance.”

“reconnaissance?”

“The logic was that this disaster might be a new curse that cannot be detected by existing methods, and if so, there might be a sorcerer hiding nearby…”

“That makes sense. We would have been the first to suspect that possibility.”

Nellyvia nodded in agreement.

“So we mobilized all the available personnel and searched every forest around the area. There were many casualties as the infected had already escaped the area.”

“Was it worth it?”

“I don’t know. We didn’t find the sorcerer we were expecting. But one of the search parties brought back a strange report. There was a wooden tower in a square in the forest… where our eyes could barely see.”

“… … A wooden tower?”

“And a small group of infected are fiercely attacking the tower.”

“why?”

“I don’t know. Not yet.”

Tirascia frowned.

“When we headed there to check, the tower had already collapsed a long time ago. There were only traces of the infected, and no sign of them.”

“… … .”

“However, just like at the time of the straw tower, it seemed that there were a few humans living there… and the remains of those who had been horribly murdered by the infected were clutching something until the very end.”

“The Cross of Yul.”

“Yes.”

Thirasia concluded her speech, confirming Blanc’s guess.

“I know. It’s too weak a clue to say that this is related to the Yul Sect. But it’s the only clue we have… … .”

“Were there no other clues at all?”

“It may have been. But at this point, the pursuers in charge of the search are virtually annihilated. Even if there are clues out there, what good would it do if it’s impossible to even get out of the perimeter?”

“… … .”

“And… even if I found out, how much meaning would that have now that it’s become irreversible… … .”

Tirasya sighed in a sorrowful voice.

As Blanc was feeling lost because there really weren’t any clues, Nellyvia suddenly muttered.

“A straw tower, a wooden tower… and a wolf trying to break them down… why does this look so familiar?”

“yes?”

“No, I just feel like I’ve heard that story somewhere… But that can’t be true. Forget it. It’s a story I don’t remember well anyway.”

Nellyvia shook her head as if it was nothing.

But Blanc didn’t miss the words.

“You don’t remember? You?”

“uh?”

“No way. You can remember a story when you can remember dozens of words on hundreds of pages just by skimming through the book!”

“What, what? That’s true, but how could you-”

“Concentrate! Try to remember the stories you tried to forget! Even if it’s just a fragment, try to pull them out!!”

Blanc grabbed Nelivia’s hand and shouted urgently.

It was because there was a guess about this phenomenon.

A phenomenon in which, even though it is a story that we clearly know, we forget its existence at some point and it is forgotten forever in the world.

At the same time, the phenomenon of the story that everyone had forgotten being realized in reality and leading the ‘characters of the play’ to the ‘predetermined ending’.

“That, that was… definitely… ■■ ■■ ■■■, right?”

“What did you say?”

“… … What did I just say?”

The moment an unintelligible sentence burst out of Nellyvia’s mouth, the guess became certainty.

Blanc ground his teeth and spat out the villain’s nickname.

“The shoemaker… … !!”

The first archbishop, commonly known as the cobbler.

The one who caused the Yulma War by granting the ‘tall one’ the four powers of death, made Ella become the Twelve O’Clock Girl, and caused terrible sorrow through the three sleep demons under his command.

The culprit behind almost every tragedy Blanc knows.

Even though he is a great villain who deserves to be torn to pieces just by what has been revealed so far, is it because of the miserable words of the werewolves in the distant past that he intervened?

So how many other evil deeds of his… how many tragedies he caused have been lost to history?

“What, what? Goblin, what did you just say?”

“uh?”

“I… couldn’t understand it either. Just like what Princess Nellyvia just said.”

“… …Fuck!”

The other two seemed not to understand the name that Blanc spoke in anger.

Could this be one of his powers? Making it difficult for others to understand the words he uses to refer to himself?

But my former colleagues could understand without any problem… Is there a need for a condition?

The first thing that comes to mind is something like, ‘We overcame the tragedy he had planned together’… but if that was the condition, it would have been impossible to understand.

‘No, that’s not what’s important right now.’

Blanc changed his perspective.

What we need to think about now is the meaning of all the clues that change as the shoemaker’s intervention becomes clear.

‘It’s still before the war. If the werewolves had fully participated in the war, they would have been a formidable force. However, due to this disaster, the werewolves have become almost incapable of being active.’

It was the same with Mongma and the Demons.

Originally, humans were so different that they could not even stand up to the demons, but thanks to the insane treatment performed on them by the executioners, their dreams became inoperable.

Even the Demon Princess Nelivia, who would reign supreme in terms of talent, was barely neutralized by enforcers of the level that Blanc could subdue.

‘The monsters were weakened before the war even started. That must be one of the reasons they were able to win.’

This kind of work is probably being done on other monster races right now.

Naturally, the next question arose.

‘How on earth did you manage to hit such precise weaknesses?’

I just couldn’t understand it.

How did they know that werewolves, who seem to be immune to almost all diseases, are vulnerable to rabies and that they can subdue sleepwalkers in their dreams?

From the perspective of the person who was hit, they are surprised and think, ‘Wow, that could happen!’ But on the other hand, isn’t that something they couldn’t even think of before it happened?

Not only did you figure out all those strategies, you could even do them almost simultaneously?

‘It’s impossible. Unless someone who knows everything gives you a heads up-‘

The accident has stopped.

It was because my thoughts reached a possibility I didn’t really want to reach.

Haven’t you already experienced the unreasonable instructions of someone who seems to know everything?

‘rate……?’

Law.

God’s will.

If that had tipped off the shoemaker.

If he was originally displeased with those who invaded the world he was protecting as a god – monsters – and wanted to have his servants drive them out.

If God has forsaken them.

A believer to rely on.

Monsters who have no place to stay.

They are not even allowed to live… … .

‘… … It’s a leap, a leap too far.’

It forces you to stop thinking infinitely negatively and bring your consciousness back on track.

Regardless of what the law means, what we must face now is the situation of the werewolves who are on the verge of extinction.

‘The rabies had a disastrous effect, one that could not have been worse. The werewolves had already suffered irreparable damage. But the shoemaker had additionally built strange towers. Why?’

The power of the cobbler lies in taking a story from everyone and then inserting its development into the world. At least that’s how Blanc understands it.

Just as the chimera I met in the church basement couldn’t be killed until it broke the story’s contradiction, those towers must have something that breaks the laws of the world.

In terms of the current situation, the straw tower was attacked and destroyed by werewolves, and the wooden tower built next was also attacked and destroyed.

The wooden tower had testimony that the infected had shown strange aggression, and the straw tower had the saint’s words, “Looking back now, it was reckless.”

And now, the straw bale tower has been rebuilt.

What they mean is… … .

“Saint, let me ask you a presumptuous question.”

“The unintelligible words you spoke just a moment ago-”

“I’ll explain that later. For now, just answer my questions.”

Blanc looked at the saint and said.

“If I hadn’t come, what would you have done with that straw tower?”

“I would have burned it. I still don’t think any differently. That’s the root cause of all the disasters.”

“What if we find a wooden tower next?”

“Of course it was destroyed. If a structure was built without any reason, wouldn’t there have been some intention behind it?”

“Much sturdier than a wooden tower… Well, maybe something like a stone watchtower with several guards?”

“Isn’t that the strongest evidence that they unleashed the plague on us with malicious intent? If only for bloody revenge-”

“… … I see.”

Blanc muttered confidently.

“The plague is powerful. You knew it could wipe out 90% of you, or more. But… there was no guarantee that it would completely wipe you out. That’s why I added one more number… … .”

“What do you mean, I-”

“The attack you suffered was not just the plague of rabies, Saint.”

Blanc thought blankly.

Perhaps… the towers in the story are destructible.

Even though I don’t know the story development or ending, it was probably a story about bad wolves destroying buildings indiscriminately. Oh, it was so scary.

The point is, in order to destroy something, you have to go to where it exists.

There are mad wolves who may scatter, and village members who may give up everything and run away.

In order to destroy the tower, they had to gather at the tower.

And probably, they would have been rounded up by the executioners waiting there.

That would have been a natural progression… … .

‘… … If I hadn’t come… you know.’

Blanc unconsciously grabbed the rabbit’s foot in his arms.