Goblin Knight - Chapter 367



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EP.367 Brick House (Part 1)

Suddenly I thought about it.

The Yulma War hadn’t started yet, but what Blanc was involved in right now was definitely a war.

The number of executors seen during the morning raid was in the dozens.

But are they really the only ones who are headed to the place where the werewolves are?

There may be priests and clergy who have come to support them, as well as soldiers from the empire who may be allies with them.

The units of headcount are different.

And there will be a diverse mix of people.

Today, Blanc must not only cut down the evil, but also the good that may be mixed in among them.

‘I will not hesitate. No matter what happens in the future, I will take up my sword for the greater good. But… … .’

I remembered a time long ago when I briefly traveled with the Knights of the Holy Fire under Lord Hekal.

The appearance of those who sacrificed themselves for the peaceful lives of the citizens of the empire, even leaving behind the honor of their family, when they subdued the werewolf Gian.

Even those who were so noble did not care why Gian had to die like that, and simply argued that it was ‘an unworthy end for a mere monster.’

Because that’s a given.

As a knight, it was obvious which side I had to cut down, the good guys or the big, bad wolf… … .

‘… … That’s not true.’

Now Blanc knows.

The wolves may have become big and bad, but it is not because they are inherently evil and ferocious.

Dare I say it, fate drove them to become the big, bad wolves, turning them away from the path of coexistence they once dreamed of and turning them into bloodthirsty vengeful spirits.

Even if the human village built near the village was actually for espionage purposes, I believe that the love that sprouted and broke down the barriers between races is not a lie.

They might have been together.

The same goes for countless other humans, including the executors that Blanc must cut down from now on.

The executors will have no choice but to follow the first commandment that must be followed first, which is ‘kill the monsters before your eyes’, and the soldiers will simply receive their salary and devote themselves to the national interest.

No one is truly evil. They commit evil without even knowing that it is evil.

The truly evil ones are those who make others do evil, those who force good people to become evil.

Those who go around spreading hatred.

He was an arms dealer.

Because their most powerful tool is war.

someday.

When Blanc had that much power, or, even without it, when he could reach the stars.

What he really needs to cut down is… … .

“(Blanc, Blanc. Do you see over there?)”

As Blanc continued his thoughts, a whispering voice was heard in his ear.

It was Nellyvia who was still carrying him.

“(I see a stone tower… no, a fortress. What you said was right.)”

“(It was just a prediction, though.)”

Blanc said, looking out across the night forest towards the sturdy stone fortress.

Tracing the aftermath of the executioners who had ambushed them in the morning, it was also the last place they had headed.

“(……Honestly, when I first heard about it, I was skeptical, but there really was something like that. How dare you build it. How did you avoid our eyes?)”

“(This is the point where the pursuers who were sent out to scout during the middle of the epidemic situation commonly lost contact. We were unable to confirm this due to lack of resources… Now we can find out its true identity.)”

Tirasya answered Yael, who was expressing her doubts while wiping the blood off her forelegs.

As for whose blood it was, it was, of course, the blood of the madmen they encountered on their way here.

More than 10% of the suicide squad had already lost their lives to their former compatriots, and another 10% had suffered injuries of various sizes and were infected with the plague.

After some time, they too will go crazy and become lunatics, but since they are prepared to die anyway, they just don’t care.

“(Knight Nari, what should I do? I want to rush in right away, but… the ‘story’ Nari mentioned is really holding me back.)”

“(Structures made of straw and wood had the power to attract wolves. Of course, that would be the case too… Given the different levels of defense, I guess the story they had prepared ends with the stone structure.)”

“(……Was it all part of the story that we all came rushing in, even prepared to die?)”

“(Well, there’s only one way to find out…….)”

Blanc shook his head as he looked at the shadowy figure patrolling above the fortress.

“(I don’t think there’s a need to check that right away.)”

“(Is there any other good way? Of course, my personal recommendation is to immediately break up with this suicide squad and head north.)”

“(Well, if I’m right, you’ll be truly grateful that you saw this situation for yourself, Nellyvia, no matter what the outcome of this.)”

“(Huh? Why?)”

“(There are some things that don’t change, you know.)”

Blanc thought of a war that was bound to happen no matter what he did in this time zone.

That war was also an evil that had to be endured… but he could only resent his own situation in which he could do nothing.

“(Anyway… the development of the story they’re dealing with is absolutely unstoppable once certain conditions are met. In my experience, it was the ‘background’ and ‘characters’. The only way to escape was to point out the contradiction.)”

“(How is it that a story that has been rewritten even once disappears from the memories of all living people?)”

“(……I had a rather unique colleague.)”

Ella, the girl who is alive but not alive.

… … Now that I think about it, Ella probably exists just fine in this time zone too.

Perhaps by now he would be widely known as a monster who feeds on the blood of the wicked.

‘uh?’

Blanc, who was continuing his thoughts, realized a contradiction and stopped talking without realizing it.

Shortly after Ella was turned into a monster by the Tall Man, she was given glass slippers by her fairy godmother, allowing her to continue living with a glimmer of hope.

But now, a long time after that, the glass slippers still exist in this time zone as red shoes that bring forth blood.

Are they different shoes? No… If so, there is no reason for the name Karen to appear repeatedly.

Did they actually jump through time?

… … This damn time issue, the more I find out, the more complicated it becomes. I hope that one day I’ll know everything for sure.

“(Blanc?)”

“(Ah… Sorry. I need to think about something for a moment. Let’s continue.)”

Blanc continued speaking in a slightly awkward voice.

“(Anyway, this time we won’t be able to use the method of pointing out the contradiction in the story. We don’t even know what kind of story this is in the first place.)”

“(Then what are you going to do?)”

“(what…….)”

I recall Archbishop Ira’s words again.

‘That’s why wolves are so comfortable, because there are so many stories that can control their behavior.’

Since the main character himself said so, there is no doubt that the character in this story is a ‘wolf’, and there is no way to change it.

Ultimately, this is a story about a wolf’s downfall.

then…….

“(There’s only one thing that can be changed.)”

Blanc stared blankly at the stone fortress.

* * *

“Archbishop! The fourth archbishop!”

Thud, thud, thud!

The innermost part of the ‘brick house’ of the castle, the bishop’s room, built to allow him to enjoy a certain level of luxury and comfort even in such a foreign land.

Ira, who was deep in sleep, opened her eyes to the sound of a knock on the door and a voice calling for her urgently.

For a moment, I thought about bursting that rascal’s head in anger at him for interrupting his rest after a hard day’s work.

Ira opened the door to the booth, marveling again at his own patience in not taking action immediately.

“… … What is it, soldier?”

“It’s an attack! The Archbishop told me to wake him up if there’s an attack… …!”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Ira slowly rubbed her eyes and smiled.

By raid, I mean the grand finale of the story he had prepared… the scene where those stupid dog heads die in despair in front of the solid fortress of the brick house.

I couldn’t possibly miss another spectacle like that.

“Okay, how many came? I mustered up some courage, so maybe about thirty?”

“That… It looks like there was only one werewolf that attacked.”

“One? Ha, ha! Puhahahaha! Oh my god, just one? Those bastards who massacred their own kind and even had their families taken away right before their eyes!?”

Ira couldn’t hold back the laughter that suddenly burst out and burst out laughing.

He held his stomach and giggled for a while before barely being able to continue asking the next question.

“Th, huh, yeah… So what’s that guy doing now? Is his throat already cut?”

“No, that… The four white executors who were standing guard have already fallen, and the blue executors are dealing with them now.”

“… … Huh? Well, it looks like someone with some strength has come. Is that the big girl, Yael or something?”

“I couldn’t figure it out, but it’s not that werewolf!”

“huh?”

Ira tilted her head.

“What are you talking about? You said there was only one werewolf?”

“There is only one werewolf! However, an unidentified knight with two swords is riding a werewolf and running wild throughout the fortress… …!”

“… … Twin swords?”

“Yes, it was dark so I couldn’t confirm the identity, but-”

The soldier’s words were not heard.

The knight with the dual swords… for some reason, he must be a half-ogre or half-orc, a mongrel.

The one who made him feel death, even if only for a moment.

and…….

He wasn’t a wolf.

“──Right now, send all available personnel to him! This is the Archbishop’s order in accordance with the decree!!”

“Yes!? But-”

“But what do I know! There’s a loophole… There’s a loophole in the plot!!”

The ‘brick house’ is invincible against wolves, but against anything other than wolves, it’s just a hastily built stone fortress.

It was a small, really small possibility, but there was a chance that one mongrel could cause the brick house to collapse.

It would be best to block it from the source.

“How dare you… show up here alone, relying only on your skills with a few swords. Thinking that you can defeat dozens of executioners and hundreds of soldiers… …!”

Ira shouted, her face distorted with anger.

“Surround him with water and capture him! But tell him not to kill him! I will make him regret being born!!”