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Chapter 368
Chapter 368
The captain of the South Gate Guard adjusted his hat—a feathered cap, his signature piece. As he tilted the brim a few times, he gazed at the bright full moon above.
"What is my duty?"
To protect the capital.
It wasn’t a newfound realization.
He had always known, but recent events had reignited his resolve.
A noble of royal blood, a bastard once branded a prodigal son—
The queen’s kin had now embraced his duty and responsibility.
Then, he too must fulfill his role.
And so, the captain reached a conclusion—he could no longer turn a blind eye to the so-called Moonlight Beast.
Thus, he acted. A squire had fallen victim, so he made his move, fully prepared.
"This way," the captain instructed his men.
"But, Captain, are we sure it’s coming out tonight?"
A scruffy soldier, unshaven and rough-looking, asked doubtfully.
"Of course."
There were those in the capital who had taken an interest in the Moonlight Beast—and the South Gate Guard Captain was one of them.
He had investigated, surveyed the area, and predicted the creature’s most likely hunting grounds.
In other words, he operated on the same thought process as Enkrid.
A full moon.
A location far from the noble district.
"Here."
If it didn’t show up, then they would simply start again.
They didn’t have the manpower to sweep the entire district.
He had only brought three of his most trusted men.
With himself and three subordinates, they could take down a single werewolf.
He had no idea how it hid during the day and only appeared at night.
"Must be some weird magic at work."
A spell cast by some insane sorcerer, no doubt.
The captain scanned his surroundings under the moonlight.
Would the beast appear?
His question was answered.
Thud!
A sickening splatter, followed by the overwhelming stench of blood.
It came from deeper in the alley.
The captain sprinted forward.
"Captain?"
"Follow me!"
He shouted, dashing into the alley.
And there, drenched in blood, was a monster.
Ears pointed sharply upward.
Its body was covered not in fur, but in feathers as hard as steel.
It was twice the height of a human.
Its arms were as thick as a man’s thighs.
It nearly filled the entire alleyway.
The passage was wide enough for three grown men to walk side by side.
The captain swallowed hard.
If fear took hold, even a winnable fight would be lost.
He steadied his resolve and spoke.
"So it’s not a werewolf—it’s an owlbear."
As he spoke, he drew his sword.
The sching of metal rang out as the blade reflected the moonlight.
Gripping the sword with both hands, he faced his opponent.
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