Chapter 288
Chapter 288
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Chapter 288 - EP.62 – 기사가 싸울 명분은 무엇인가(10)
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: EP.62 – What Justification Does a Knight Need to Fight? (10)
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The first one I received was a paper airplane from "Spear Kid".
The second one was a classic falcon messenger from "Regressor Blackie".
The third one, from the blonde "Mage Chick", was a [Whisper].
The last one was nagging from the silver-haired "Big Sis".
The day before, Lee Han hadn't expected much, but after inquiring through his connections, he managed to gather some information.
Most of it was vague or intriguingly ambiguous, making him tilt his head, but Lee Han tried his best to interpret it based on what he knew.
He didn't have Simon's deductive skills to piece together information like a puzzle and uncover secrets, but there was one thing where Lee Han didn't lose to Simon...
"'Imagination'."
"...?"
"This is just my delusion, nothing more. So just hear it and let it go."
"I'll listen..."
"Don't take it seriously."
Lee Han hesitated for a moment, embarrassed to voice his delusions, but soon boldly opened his mouth.
Even if he was confidently wrong, at least he wouldn't look pathetic.
"Probably, Wales had a Land God like those in the northern forests or barbarian lands. I guess it's one related to the 'spirit eyes' possessed by the Modred bloodline."
"But for some reason, something happened that twisted the relationship between that Land God and Modred. That caused the famine 300 years ago, and your ancestor fought the Land God to resolve it."
"But from the Land God's perspective, it'd be absurd. The ones it blessed dared to defy it. Like having the dog you raised bite your throat. Meaning, it'd be in a really foul mood."
He'd probably leave a curse too if it were him.
This wasn't about who was wrong first—it was emotional resentment taking precedence.
"Well, seeing how peaceful it is now, they must have somehow defeated the Land God, but a god is still a god, even if rotten. It wouldn't go down easily, so it probably left a curse."
"And because of that curse, Wales has periods every 60 years where evil spirits like the Wraiths rampage. I checked your library, and there were many servant casualties from evil spirits, right?"
He had seen it firsthand.
The strangely disloyal servants of Modred.
And those who avoided mentioning Modred.
It was bizarre for land ruled by a great noble house, and Lee Han figured the periodic evil spirit outbreaks were the root of this culture.
"But this is really peculiar. Nine times out of ten, the servants who get hurt are those with 'resentment' or 'ulterior motives' toward Modred. Meaning, spies or criminals disguising as servants infiltrate Modred and end up getting hit."
It was like behavior protecting Modred, and from that...
"The Land God probably resents Modred, but still wants something from them. Likely related to Modred's 'bloodline'."
Beyond this, it was pure wild speculation.
A delusion where even if the human drew his sword in displeasure, it had to be accepted.
"...There's the Black King of the North, right? A fragment left by the Lion King's guardian deity. And the reason Lionel can be the North's overlord is because they inherit the Lion King's power through bloodline, thanks to the Lion King's blood mixed in their lineage."
"Similarly, you all probably received blessings from Wales's Land God, making your constitutions relatively receptive to its power. And... Wales's Land God wanted to descend into the world through you."
"Generally, divine beings like fairies need a body to descend and influence this world."
The descent of gods in ancient myths.
Like how gods borrow saints' or saintesses' bodies to convey messages and grow faith.
Wales's Land God might have wanted something similar.
"To descend upon this land by borrowing your bodies. But not just anyone could do it, for example... ...Huh?"
Why is it so quiet around here...?
Lee Han confirmed the Modred bloodline's faces: some pale as if they'd seen a ghost, others mouths agape.
Especially.
"...D-did you perhaps spy on us from somewhere?"
"Huh?"
"H-how do you know so much about us!?"
"......I told you."
Lee Han shrugged lightly.
As if wondering why they were overreacting.
"It's a delusion, remember? Just laugh it off."
Why react so intensely to what could just be dismissed as nonsense from a fool? Lee Han let out a hollow laugh.
"......Far from laughing, I'm stunned speechless."
Heh heh...
The Modred family was dumbfounded, as if they'd encountered someone more ghostly than the ghosts haunting them.
"This is beyond anything we need to explain..."
The first to recover was the old knight.
Experience over the years was undeniable; he quickly shook off the shock...
"...Just to be sure, you're not from a shaman lineage? Or a fortune teller?"
"......"
"Ahem, j-just kidding..."
Now he saw—this guy was the most dangerous.
Someone who saw ghosts might fall for superstitions easily.
If Lee Han were a fortune teller, he'd probably bring his entire fortune. Lee Han clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"I'm not a shaman or anything."
"What's that?"
"Like a fortune teller. Anyway, to reiterate, my words are nothing but delusions based on the information. But judging by your faces, my delusion seems pretty plausible."
"...Yeah, plausible enough to make us freak out and get chills."
"Chills in moderation. Anyway, let me confirm once more. The Land God, the [Great Evil Spirit], is here, right?"
"......And if you know that, what then?"
Garnok shot back before answering.
Wondering why he was asking such a thing.
"Why ask something so obvious?"
Lee Han smirked, as if questioning the question.
And rightly so.
"Do I need a reason to rip out the neck of the child molester targeting an eight-year-old kid—?!"
"......"
...For a moment, the Modred family rubbed their eyes.
For some reason, in that instant,
'H-his appearance changed?'
If the strikingly handsome young man suddenly looked more terrifying than any monster—a predator—would people believe them?
What...
'He's not transforming or something, is he?'
Even their fleeting delusions ended there for the Modred family.
Humans can't transform, after all...
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