Goblin Knight - Chapter 353



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EP.353 The Fall of the Moon (32)

“By the way… It seems like you were waiting for us?”

“Of course. I’m dying to know what they were talking about in there.”

“I think if you want to listen, you can hear it well enough.”

“Ah, we do have good hearing… but it’s impossible to get inside there. No matter how good your hearing is, there’s a magical device in operation that you absolutely cannot eavesdrop on. I don’t know if it’s okay to use it as a magical device… … .”

“A magic tool? Is it something like an artifact?”

“Um… It’s a collection of the remains of something incredibly annoying. A sigh of breath, a voice from inside to outside, crashing to the floor. Don’t ask me how that’s possible. I don’t know.”

Yael shrugged and said to Blanc.

“Anyway, if it’s okay with you, I’d like to move to my barracks and continue. What do you think? If you’re feeling tired today, we can just end it by showing the guests where to stay.”

“hmm…….”

Blanc looked at Yael and thought.

It wasn’t a bad suggestion, since she had a lot to ask anyway.

But if there is something that catches the eye.

“First of all, more than 50% of it is something I cannot tell you, and I don’t know if I can divulge the rest of it or not. Isn’t it confidential?”

“Usually, yes. But as you can see, I am the real leader here right now. If there is anyone who needs to receive information first, aside from the saintess, it is me.”

“hmm.”

“We could have gone into the temple together… but as I said before, we have some awkward issues. But I’m still curious. What do you think?”

“That sounds good. But please understand that I can’t tell you everything that happened inside.”

“If I say more, it’ll be a waste of time. Finally, I’ll be able to hear how the two of you ended up hanging out together!”

“… … Is that the first thing you’re curious about?”

As Blanc’s affirmation returned, Yael took the lead, wagging her huge tail.

Her barracks were located not far from the temple.

It was the largest of the surrounding barracks, with a central table that seemed to have been carved from a single piece of wood, and small sculptures of red and white wolves and towers on top of it.

It was a sight of white wolves huddled together in the center and red wolves surrounding the tower.

“It’s not a very good situation.”

“Are we surrounded?”

“I don’t know if I could call it a siege… but it would be more accurate to say that the infected have a numerical advantage to the point where it feels like that.”

“That many people were infected.”

“Well… it’s true that the majority of infected wolves are combatants, but it’s even bigger. Werewolves are born strong, but there’s a clear difference in strength among them.”

As we headed past the strategy table into the next room, we came across a space that looked like it would be nice to have something to eat and rest.

After inviting them to sit down on the large, werewolf-sized chair, Yael headed further into the room, saying she would bring some snacks.

Blanc was able to sit down safely with a slight jump, but Nelivia… … .

“… … You are a group of people who have no consideration or empathy. How on earth do you want me to sit like this? I can’t fly right now!”

“Aha. Now you seem to feel the need to empathize with other races?”

“Not at all! That son of a bitch, he was clearly trying to tease me after seeing my appearance. If only my powers would come back to full strength, I would personally punish him- What, what are you doing!?”

“Yeah, yeah. I know it’s a long way to go.”

No matter what Nelivia said, Blanc carefully lifted her body up and sat her down on the chair.

Nellyvia glared at him, her face flushed as if resenting the unwanted sympathy.

Blanc simply responded with a face that said, ‘What do you have to say?’…

– Oh my, really! You have guests and you’re really not going to go out?

– Rice, not really… I’m done… It’s scary… … .

– I told you not to use honorifics? What honorifics are there between us! And if you just avoid me because you’re scared all the time, nothing will ever change! Are you going to live your whole life without seeing anyone but me?

– Hey, there’s Yael. I… If only I had Yael, I think it would be okay… … .

– … … Really.

Such words were heard from inside the room Yael entered.

It was the voice of a timid and fearful young boy, the complete opposite of the lively and confident voice of Yael.

I wonder if there is a younger sibling who doesn’t have numbers.

Regardless of who the other person was, it was clear from the affectionate tone in her voice that Yael cherished him dearly, so Blanc smiled faintly… … .

– Just this once. I’ll let you off the hook just this once… Yaul, my lovely groom. Since you were born as a wolf, one day you’ll have to go out into the world and run through the wilderness.

‘what?’

Blanc’s smile distorted.

What did you just say? Groom? Groom?

That hearty heroine, the owner of that young voice that sounds so young just by hearing it, that it seems like her puberty hasn’t even started yet, you called her ‘groom’?

No, before that… … .

‘Hey… Uh…?’

“Okay, I kept you waiting. Yael’s special jerky canapé! Instead of human crackers or whatever, it’s a special dish with jerky and cheese and fruit on top! The best part is that it can also be made into a preserved food!”

Since the names are similar and the timing is similar, I naturally thought it would be someone like Yael’s son.

To Blanc’s silent astonishment, Yael appeared holding something appetizing on a wooden tray.

For Blanc, whose last memory before coming to this time zone was being trampled by Yaul and unable to reach Annelie, it was bound to be a mixed bag of emotions.

But before Blanc could say anything about it, it was Nellyvia who spoke first.

Somehow, her face turned bright red.

“Bo, bo, bo… … .”

“wealth?”

“Unclean! Truly unclean!! Yaul? Yaul? That guy, when I came here about 5 years ago, he was no different from a newborn baby!!”

Nellyvia jumped up from her chair… but fell over once because her feet didn’t touch the floor. Then, with a sore forehead and a frown on her face, she pointed at Yael and shouted.

Indeed. Did we meet five years ago?

… … That is, Yaul is now… around 5 years old… I think… … .

“You were definitely the one holding that baby back then, and now you’re calling him your groom!? You had your eyes on him since then, you pedophile bitch!!”

“Don’t you know, Your Highness? Werewolves become adults after five years of age. Those with a little bit of a temper sometimes go out into the forest.”

“But- that means you snatched it away as soon as it became an adult! What kind of common sense did you instill in a child who was ignorant of the ways of the world while waiting for it to become an adult… …!”

“Look, Princess. That’s my problem and my groom’s! I swear to the Great Wolf that I crossed the line before… … … … a little bit, but that’s none of your business! Isn’t that something you should be saying, Princess, who found the nightmares of young humans so delicious!?”

“That’s one thing, and this is this! Five years old, five years old… No rational being could have feelings for such a young being! Only those with crazy brains would commit such a crime!!”

“… … .”

Blanc, who will soon be two years old, looked at Nellyvia with a face that seemed to have a lot to say.

Yael, who didn’t notice it, averted her eyes from Nelivia for a moment, then put the tray down and spoke to Blanc.

“… … Anyway, it’s about time to go out, right? Let’s start by talking.”

“You ran away, you filthy thing… I just don’t understand. How can you feel lust for such a young being? A woman’s love must be solid, upright, and above all, strong enough to be unwavering and upright-”

“Stop… Stop, Mongma. Isn’t that enough… … .”

“Huh? Well, it’s none of my business.”

Nellyvia clicked her tongue, grabbed Blanc’s hand, and climbed back onto the chair.

Surprisingly, the first one to speak at the table where an uncomfortable silence had settled was Blanc.

In fact, of the three people present, Blanc was the one who most wanted to get away from this topic.

“So… before we begin with what you talked about with the saint, there’s something I’d like to ask you first.”

“Huh? From the Goblin gentleman’s side?”

“There’s something I’ve been curious about since the moment I first heard it.”

Blanc said, taking a bite of a beef jerky canapé.

“What exactly was the reason that the Broken Moon Village and the Coppertail Herd split up?”

“… … .”

“Actually, I heard it vaguely from the saint, but I wasn’t in a position to hear it in detail.”

Yael did not answer right away.

Instead, she looked at him with a dark face and said.

“Oh my, you two are both talented at bringing up uncomfortable topics. I think you’ve already made enough of an appeal earlier that you don’t really want to talk about it.”

“Yes, but inside, I made a certain offer to the saint, and in return, I took on a certain responsibility for the werewolves. A responsibility so heavy that I had to know as much of your history as possible.”

“… … .”

Yael looked at Blanc blankly.

“Your gentleman, the ‘treatment’ issue?”

“He is just someone who does his duty.”

“Hmm. It seemed like he was desperately waiting for someone rather than trying to find out anything… Well, whatever. It would be nice if there was at least one person who could help him.”

The wolf shrugged his shoulders and said.

“By the way, I’m just curious. What did the Saintess explain? The reason we split up?”

“I didn’t go into detail. I just said that for some reason I took away the title of werewolf from you, called you Yaksha, and banished you from the village-”

“under.”

Yael let out a small laugh.

It was a laughter filled with sarcasm, showing absurdity.

“Expelled? That’s it?”

“… … .”

“Yeah, that’s not wrong. It’s true that they kicked us all out, no matter what the process was. But… haha, I just said that… … .”

Her words paused for a moment.

With a sinister, grumbling sound, as if something was being held back.