Goblin Knight - Chapter 373



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EP.373 Irrationality

“Blanc? Blanc, why is your expression like that… …?”

“Nari, what are you doing now!”

“Ah, ahh… … .”

As Blanc’s face froze in fear, realizing that the ‘worst’ had truly arrived, Yael, who had been waiting for the next order next to her, shouted loudly.

A gruff voice woke up my frozen mind and made me hurry down the road to the ground.

Blanc barely made it to his next goal… ‘What must be done to ensure that at least one more person survives.’

“… … If you head upwards like this and exit the building, you’ll escape.”

“uh?”

“The plan has changed. The moment we ascend to the surface and join the werewolves, we will immediately disengage without any fighting.”

“That’s… impossible. Even if the surprise attack succeeded and caused confusion, if they regroup and chase us, there’s no way we can win.”

“I agree. It would be better to use this confusion to weaken their power-”

“I know! But… but that’s impossible now. If we try to fight, we’ll all die. It would be better to split up and find our own way to survive!”

Blanc shouted that with all his heart.

Since it was something that had not yet happened, the saint and Nelivia, who did not know the fear of Mephis, were just puzzled by Blanc’s appearance.

Those who could understand even a little bit… … .

“Is it because of the support of the executors up there?”

Yael, who had her eyes closed and ears pricked up like Blanc, asked, perhaps thinking that the change was somehow strange.

“I certainly think it’s the worst timing… From what I’ve heard, there are only eight people who have been recruited. Even though there’s a silver enforcer who sounds like a commander mixed in, it’s not enough to discourage you, right?”

“… … It’s not the silver enforcers or the number of support troops that’s the problem. There’s a monster among them.”

“monster?”

“Mephis. Mephis the Executor.”

Blanc said, gritting his teeth.

“I can’t… tell you the details. I don’t want to. But what I can say for sure is that all the monsters that confront it die. That’s… that’s just… something outside the norm!”

“Uh… But, I just heard that it’s the White Executor? And he’s getting scolded by that Silver Executor.”

“huh?”

“Why, I don’t know much about the system of executioners, but I think I know that the color of the thread on their clothes determines their rank, and that the ones with no decorations in white are the weakest. In other words, they’re like the guys we fought earlier, right?”

“… … .”

Blanc remained silent, unable to answer right away.

Now that I think about it… I had momentarily forgotten because he called himself Mephis, but Mephis also called himself the White Executor.

The personality was also completely different from what Blanc had known so far.

Because… what we just met is Mephis’ ‘childhood’.

The period when the flowers have not yet bloomed into gold.

then.

‘Maybe, maybe… I can still… do more?’

After Blanc caught a glimmer of hope, he regained his composure a little and looked at the situation again.

The eight executors who joined me above, including Silver and Mephis. They joined while carrying out other decrees, so they should still be on the outskirts of the fallen fortress.

“Jael. Was the Archbishop’s voice among the voices you just heard?”

“Yes. They were fleeing north to avoid the attacks of our adjutants.”

“Where are the executors who joined as support forces?”

“south.”

“… … Okay. Forget about all the terrified talk I was giving you earlier. It’ll split apart the moment you go up.”

Blanc looked at Yael and Tirasya and said.

“You two head south to block the executioners while gathering the living werewolves. The moment Nellyvia gives the signal, you run north.”

“I guess it’s my job to stop it. I was wondering what on earth that Mephis guy was doing to make such a fuss, so this is a good thing.”

“I will lead the people here and gather the werewolves. Then, Sir Blanc?”

“Do what you have to do.”

Blanc said, caressing the silver sword.

“The moment you kill the Archbishop, send a signal.”

“Either way, it’s going to be very difficult.”

Yael sighed as she watched the exit gradually approaching, then waved at Blanc and Nelivia.

“I wish you good luck. Let’s meet alive.”

“Yeah… alive.”

The briefing is over.

Tirasia re-cast the magic she had used to infiltrate here earlier.

Blanc surrendered himself to the shadow of the moon, still feeling as if he was about to waver at the name of Mephis.

The group that had set foot on the battlefield where the Abigyuhuan was still unfolding turned around to carry out their respective roles.

“… …as you said.”

“uh.”

A voice was heard from the sky.

It was a young and lively voice.

“I see a shadow moving under the curtain – this is the sorcery of the cult that hides evil!!”

“──Get out of here!!”

Choaak!!

At the same time that Blanc shouted in horror, a single silver ray fell from the sky and cut through the ‘moonlight’ that had been blocking them.

The reason the sword strike failed to cut down Tyrasia was because Yael barely managed to throw herself and block the sword with her blade’s claws.

“Yael!!”

“What, what… this, crazy… power… what the… …!!”

Even though the one swinging the sword was a single hand that looked so delicate, Yael used both of her forelegs to block the sword, and she shivered as she looked at her trembling forelegs.

Tirasya cried out in a shocked voice later.

“Huh… Huh? How!? It’s moon magic borrowed from the magic of the full moon’s shadow! There’s no way the magic would leak out!!”

“Because I saw the light shaking.”

“what……?”

The young executioner jumped down from above Yael and landed lightly, aiming his sword as he continued speaking.

“While you were fighting against your enemies, I saw the moonlight flicker for a moment. Following its trajectory, I saw the remains of a brick wall that had not been touched by anyone move to the side about 3mm.”

“… … .”

“There was no trace of the projected psychic energy, so I judged it to be a spell that distorted light, and cut the light for a moment. That’s when you were revealed.”

Nellyvia appeared to have a face that said, ‘What the heck is this nonsense?’

Blanc probably had that same expression on his face.

Yael muttered with a blank laugh, as if she found it ridiculous.

“This is… ha, ha… is this why? What the article Nari said was ‘out of standard’… …?”

“no.”

Blanc shook his head in a truly pitiful voice.

They were still ‘alive’ despite being Mephis’ target.

It was the most conclusive evidence that Mephis had not yet bloomed.

“It’s much more immature than I expected. It’s incomparable to the horrors I know.”

“……this……?”

“Yes. This little thing.”

“?”

The young, well-behaved enforcer Mephis shook his neat black hair and tilted his head.

But that was only for a moment.

Mephis shouted brazenly, pointing one of his… ubiquitous daggers at Yael.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, or why all the sleeping monsters inside are bursting out, but… the first law remains unchanged.”

“… … You should hurry, Knight Nari. I don’t think I can waste time dealing with this.”

“First Decree: Immediately execute the monster before your eyes! White Executor Mephis- I’m coming!!”

“You’re the monster, you crazy little brat!!”

Ki-ki-kiki!!

As the sword strike that tore through even the sound of the sword slashed at Yael, Blanc and Nelivia left the battlefield.

Nellyvia whispered in a terrified voice.

“(B, Blanc… That… That… It’s a human.)”

“(Was it? Honestly, I was a bit suspicious.)”

“(He’s a human without a shred of doubt. He may be twelve years old, based on his appearance. But, but… Even if I… Even if my powers were at their full potential… I don’t think I could win.)”

“(Your power won’t work? You didn’t seem to sacrifice your ego like the other white enforcers?)”

“(I, I don’t know. I just… feel it. I feel like there’s something inside of him that’s far beyond my understanding. Something that would burn your head if you tried to infiltrate his dreams.)”

“(…….)”

“(What the heck… is that, Blanc…? Is that something that was distorted by that story? Or is it true that humans originally harbor such fearful possibilities?)”

Blanc, unable to find an answer to return, remained silent for a moment.

It didn’t seem like a story involving a shoemaker. Mephisto was recognizable to everyone, and the glass slippers didn’t seem to want to mention it in particular.

Are humans originally like that? Blanc has no way of knowing. In the first place, other races that could be compared to them were already almost extinct, so how could one judge the talent of a race?

So there was only one answer Blanc could come up with.

“(Disaster.)”

“(…….)”

“(It’s just… that’s like an unreasonable disaster. We can’t dare fight it. The best thing to do is avoid it. But now that we can’t do that, we’re left with only one choice.)”

Blanc, who had climbed to the highest point of the fortress, looked straight at a point below.

Among the executors fighting in groups of three or five, this is the one with the strongest protection and also the loudest.

“(Found it.)”

Archbishop Ira.