Goblin Knight - Chapter 363



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EP.363 The Fall of the Moon (41)

After you’ve gotten far enough away that you’re sure no more pursuers are coming.

The situation of the werewolves, once again, was dire.

‘Even if you look closely… the number has decreased.’

The size of the flock, which had been hundreds at the start, was reduced to about half at best.

Even so, the majority of them had suffered injuries of various sizes, and those suspected of having been bitten were roughly isolated and their condition was examined.

But what Blanc found most terrifying was that… several of the small wolves that had been seen here and there had disappeared.

And it was a sight of their parents staring blankly at the ground, having lost the will to cry.

‘Fuck.’

I felt helpless.

It wasn’t just that he couldn’t prevent the tragedy. Like it or not, this wasn’t the only time Blanc had failed.

But… the common cause of those failures was always ‘arriving too late.’

Not this time.

Blanc arrived before the most terrible tragedy occurred, and because he knew the future, he had a rough idea of ​​what would happen.

It was the first time I had ever hit a player.

So I thought this time would be different.

I thought that by poking fun at the loophole in the future that I knew, I could finally prevent the tragedy that was about to happen… … .

What is the result?

‘Fuck… … .’

Blanc, sitting on the rock, looked at the miserable defeat and began to curse again.

Of course, I know it’s not over yet.

Half gone means, conversely, that half still remains, which is quite a distance from the extinction that will come in the future.

There were also several new clues that had not been revealed before.

Archbishops, despite their grand titles, are actually more shabby and insignificant than you might think.

The reason Karen the Werewolf suddenly started a massacre was because of the red shoes.

The blue executor that Blanc had sent back to life was hesitating for some reason… … .

There may be a way to utilize these.

It’s too early to be discouraged.

Still, I just… have that thought.

Wasn’t there a better way?

Wouldn’t it have been better if we could have moved immediately without having to wait for the saint’s decision?

If it were Noil Kyung and not me, what would he do… … .

“It’s all closed, Blanc.”

“ah.”

“I did it as you taught me… How was it? Did you feel too guilty or anything?”

Nellyvia broke his reverie.

She was bandaging Blanc’s wounds that had burst during the battle, and she looked quite uneasy, perhaps because it was her first time doing it.

“That’s what a bandage is for. It’s meant to close a wound and help it heal, so how can it be good if it’s loose?”

“But I think it’s too tight… … .”

“Don’t worry. It’s impossible for you to tie it so tightly that the blood doesn’t flow anyway.”

Blanc turned his body around to check the condition of his bandages, then slowly got up from the rock.

These are the days when I miss Annely all over again. It was all thanks to her that I could come up with answers to difficult problems and quickly recover from my wounds.

As they were sighing softly, they saw a large werewolf approaching them.

It was Yael.

“Knight Nari. How are you feeling now? Judging from the blood-stained bandages, it looks like you were seriously injured.”

“Ah… It’s just that the puncture wound in my stomach a few days ago burst again. I’ll be fine now. Probably.”

“… … Your stomach was punctured? A few days ago? And you were still able to fight the enforcers like that? Seriously, what the hell is going on?”

“Goblin aspiring to be a knight.”

Yael stuck out her tongue as if she was astonished.

“Well… Still, it’s reassuring to know that such a monster is on our side. Anyway, if it’s okay with you and the princess, could you come over here for a moment?”

“What’s going on?”

“Well… If you follow me, you’ll know. First, the conference room.”

“If it’s a meeting… … .”

Even without hearing the answer, I felt like I could roughly guess what the meeting was about.

She was trying to remain as calm as possible, but even so, worry and anger were quietly burning in her eyes.

It must be a meeting about those kidnapped by the Archbishop.

“… … Go straight there.”

Blanc followed Yael without delay.

After a while, we arrived in front of a huge military tent that looked like it had been hastily put together with only a roof roughly put up.

Inside, loud voices could be heard going back and forth.

– How many times do I have to tell you that this is suicide!? To be honest, it was almost a miracle that we were able to get out of there alive!!

– So what about those who were taken away? Are you saying that we should just leave the children who will be entrusted with the future of the village there!?

– That’s not what I’m saying, I’m saying we need to be prepared! At the very least, we should be able to help out the wounded and ask for support from other races around us!!

– Have you ever thought about how long it will take to prepare for this? What kind of support will you ask for from which race and what will you give as collateral? Above all, do you really think that those who are taken away in the meantime will be safe!!

… … It was a debate that was roughly as he had expected, so Blanc felt his head start to hurt.

There is some truth to both sides.

If we were to be rational, it would be better to forget about those who were taken away and continue the escape… but to them, they were family and friends.

Blanc also knew that if her comrades like Anelina, Ella, and Trasha were taken away, she would never stay still.

– You… You, you can say that because the people who were taken away aren’t your family. He’s my son. He’s a three-year-old son who hasn’t even had his coming-of-age ceremony yet!!

– I know how you feel, but – If we go to rescue them, we’ll really be wiped out. We’ve already suffered too much damage! We can’t take any more damage… … .

“Everyone, let’s stop there.”

While Blanc was pondering how to approach this problem, Yael strode over to him and opened the tent entrance wide.

The sight of werewolves filling the conference room and arguing fiercely was seen.

Looking at the messy mix of brown and silver, it seemed like opinions would be divided.

‘Thirasia.’

Meanwhile, a saint was also sitting there, but she was just sitting there with a gloomy face and not saying anything.

It seemed that she too had a strong desire to go rescue her kidnapped sister, but she had her own position and was not saying anything rash.

“Captain Yael!”

“I understand that opinions differ. I can roughly guess what arguments you would make, what basis you would use, and how you would try to convince me.”

Yael said, sighing softly.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t listen to any of those opinions. As the leader of the Coppertail Pack, my intentions as a werewolf, Yael, have already been decided.”

“How do you say that?”

“… …Yaul was caught.”

For a moment, a commotion spread throughout the camp, except for a very small number of werewolves.

I wonder if he was intentionally not saying anything.

I guess that fact itself would somehow influence the wolves under his command… … .

“As of now, I am stepping down as the leader of the pack. I will go and rescue my husband, who is like my whole world. Until the next leader is decided… Lotus, you, who are the most calm, will take the lead.”

“… … !”

“There’s only one reason I came here. To save a wolf who will die with me. Of course, but it’s not mandatory. I just laid down the leader of the pack.”

“Ha, but, Captain… … .”

“… … I’m sorry, but I can’t give you much time to think. I don’t expect them to be that relaxed.”

Yael turned away from the tent again and said:

“One hour. Only those who will follow me in exactly one hour, gather at the entrance to the western fence. Understood?”

“… … .”

“I hope you make a decision you won’t regret.”

Yael walked out again with brisk strides, leaving the conference room shrouded in heavy silence.

Blanc, who was following behind, suddenly asked.

“Are you okay?”

“What’s okay? That Yaul was kidnapped? That those guys were forced into a decision they didn’t want to make? That they were forced into an assault that was sure to result in defeat?”

“… … .”

“I know you know that… but the answer is always ‘no shit.’ Why everything has become so fucked up… I just don’t get it. Fuck. I… I, all I wanted was… just… .”

Yael muttered in a voice that was a mixture of remorse and resentment, then continued speaking with her shoulders completely relaxed.

“Let’s stop talking nonsense and get to the point. What are you going to do, sir?”

“… … I made a promise.”

“A pledge is a pledge to die by freezing. As you know now, this isn’t a matter of life or death. It’s just following those who are determined to lose. And I don’t want to force such a death on an outsider.”

Yael looked at him with tired eyes.

“Everyone will die. You and the princess.”

“… … .”

“So I ask you again. What are you going to do?”

“I made a promise.”

“Fuck.”

Yael muttered a loud curse, then her face became distorted with a mixture of emotions.

Blanc knew he would say that, and that was why his face looked even more shitty.