Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 1443

Episode 1443. Am I a noble too?

Hirhera is the northernmost point in the north.

I first moved south in search of the kingdom of Raminov where I was searching.

I killed all the demons and monsters I met along the way.

This is because demonic beasts and monsters pose a great threat to the people of the North.

Yeon Jeok-ha who had been running in the snowy field for a full day stopped.

The remains of destroyed buildings were visible on the vast snow field.

Looking at the height of the snow it didn’t seem like it had happened recently.

He hoped that the survivors of this village were living somewhere else.

As the surroundings became dark Yeonjeokha pitched his tent in a suitable spot.

And like yesterday we started a fire with a fire stone in front of the tent.

Perhaps because it was swept away during the day the monsters didn’t come in today like they did yesterday.

He looked at the flickering fire.

He felt confused because he saw the village in ruins.

This is because he was responsible for the world becoming like this.

He said that if he had not killed Ushas Undra the black sun would not have risen.

But if you think about it another way it’s not your fault.

It was Manapthras the creator god who ordered Ushas Undra to be killed.

“shit.”

Could it be that Manaptras claiming to be the creator god could not have predicted this future?

Judging by the fact that he was stabbed in the back by Shaitin it appears that Mana Trass was not perfect.

In any case it is not his fault that this world has become like this.

At that time he was just the ‘sword of Manaptras’.

Of course he is here now purely of his own will.

I began to doze off in the warm heat radiating from the glowing firestone.

After dozing off and waking up repeatedly the day dawned.

Yeon Jeok-ha got up from the chair and stretched naturally.

“Ugh!”

His whole body was sore probably because he had fallen asleep while sitting in a chair.

Still his head was clear because he had slept.

He put various things in the pot and boiled and ate mixed porridge.

By the time we finished eating hungry wolves had smelled the food and came.

He hit the first guy who attacked him with his sword and sent him flying.

Then the wolves no longer attacked and just circled around at a distance.

The wolf stuck in the snow wriggled and stood up again.

The wolf came to his senses and quickly returned to the group.

They gathered up their tents and equipment without even paying attention to the wolves that were hunting them down.

After finishing cleaning up after a while he glanced at the wolves and ran like a whirlwind.

The wolves chased after him but the distance between them only grew further.

After checking behind Yeonjeokha who had been running for a while he grinned and muttered.

“Know that you children are lucky.”

If it had been a monster instead of a wolf it would have been killed with a single sword.

He ran without stopping until the sun rose above his head.

As he went south the number of monsters he encountered increased.

That was probably natural.

Even in the northern part of the country the climate got milder the further south you went.

After the snowy area we came to a land covered with moss and plants.

However it was still difficult to find people.

The only thing wandering around the destroyed villages and cities were monsters.

On the third day.

Yeon Jeok-ha who was exhausted both physically and mentally did not perform any more tricks.

He lost his motivation because no matter where he went he found nothing but ruins.

The eyes of Yeon Jeok-ha who was trudging along the road in ignorance opened brightly.

A wisp of smoke was rising in the distance.

Is it a person?

I hoped that the rising smoke was made by a person.

Yeon Jeok-ha’s steps which had stopped became faster.

“what are you doing! “It’s just making more smoke!”

“I’m sorry.”

“Shut up and don’t let the smoke come out! “Are you crazy because you want to die?”

As the young man scolded in a low voice the middle-aged man desperately played with his hands.

He raked up the surrounding dirt with both hands to cover the smoke.

The commander saw the smoke and quickly approached.

It was Baron Golan Milos the company commander of the White Bear Company of the 3rd Musketeers of the Raminov Kingdom Army.

“Ensign Midedge! “What are you doing now?”

Zolat Midedge who was teaching his subordinate turned around in a hurry.

“sorry. “To put out a fire as it spreads….”

“crazy! “What were you doing that you didn’t even know the fire was spreading!”

“sorry.”

The company commander who was glaring with murderous eyes said ‘Grunt!’ when the smoke subsided. He turned around with a groan.

Lighting fires in the field during operations was prohibited but was tolerated to some extent.

This is better than foolishly enduring the cold and potentially getting frostbite.

However it must not be allowed to emit smoke during the day or light at night.

To achieve this thorough fire management is essential.

But the fire spread and you smoked while trying to put it out?

This wasn’t a big deal when the ice wall was still alive but now it’s crazy.

‘If only that guy wasn’t the son of the commander of the Raminov Kingdom army…’

The company commander gritted his teeth at the platoon leader’s idiotic behavior but held on tight.

When the company commander left the Mid Edge platoon leader took out his anger on his subordinate.

“Sagnac! “Do you like it because I fucked up?”

“no.”

Sarnac a middle-aged rider bowed his head.

The platoon leader was the one who started the fire and the one who spread the fire while dozing off was the platoon leader.

But he couldn’t help it because his class was a gangster.

Considering the platoon leader’s family I should be thankful that he didn’t hit me.

“You bastard cursed in your head just now right?”

“no!”

Sarnyak shook his head violently.

However Midedge who was scolded by the company commander for the first time needed someone to vent his anger on.

That’s when Midedge approaches his subordinate his eyes glazed over.

A sentry standing guard shouted to Midedge.

“Platoon leader! “Someone is coming!”

At those words Midedge was overcome with excitement and hurriedly approached the sentry.

indeed!

A young man was approaching along the road.

Midedge slowly moved forward with his rider Sargnac.

“Sagnac.”

When the platoon leader called his name Sargnac blocked the stranger’s path.

“Stop!”

I stopped following the middle-aged man’s words.

I don’t know which kingdom it was but looking at their clothes it was definitely a kingdom army.

As Yeonjeokha stared Sargnac glanced back at the platoon leader.

He said Sarnac looked annoyed for a moment.

“Is the gun just decoration? “Is that all this guy called Gisu can do?”

“But the other person is a person right?”

“How do you know if it’s a human or a demon? “What if it’s a demon?”

“….”

It was a somewhat far-fetched claim but it was not wrong so Sarnac secretly raised the muzzle of his gun.

Yeon Jeok-ha said while looking at the young man who seemed to be his superior.

“If I were a demon would you be confident that I could stop it with just one magic gun?”

Midedge caught off guard was unable to refute and only blinked.

Sarnac’s muzzle lowered again.

Midedge who was quickly looking at the young man opened his mouth.

“This is my first time seeing this outfit. Where are you from?”

“This is your first time seeing this outfit? “Do you understand when I say where he is from?”

“Don’t play with words and answer straight!”

Midedge was shocked and aimed his magic gun at the stranger.

Yeonjeokha shrugged his shoulders and answered.

“me? “You’re from ‘Strong Forest’?”

Yeonjeokha smiled remembering what happened when he first came to this world.

He was lucky because he entered the Marquis Bernardo’s army even though he was mistaken for a barbarian.

Because in this world the status of wild people was lower than that of slaves.

At that moment a light of contempt appeared in the eyes of Midedge a member of a great noble family.

“Are you a wild man? somehow.”

Midedge who was muttering continued his words in a murderous tone.

“But does a wild man speak informally to the nobles of the Raminov Kingdom? Does it feel like the world is completely ruined? Isn’t it? “Where are you from?”

Midedge passed the rider and strode in front of the wild young man.

And he swung his right hand wide as if he was trying to kick his ass.

‘slam!’ Midedge fell backwards with a sound.

It happened in the blink of an eye for Midedge to approach the wild young man and fall backwards so even Sarnac the rider could not stop him.

Sarnac startled aimed his magic gun at the young man.

However the young man did not move as if nothing had happened.

Sarnac looked at the young man and the platoon leader alternately then approached the platoon leader.

“Platoon leader!”

“Ugh arrest that bastard!”

At Midedge’s words Sargnac approached the young man with a magic gun in front of him.

“Did you hear what the platoon leader said? Don’t move. Our platoon leader is the son of Count Midedge. “I will arrest you for harming a nobleman.”

“I’m a noble too?”

“….”

Sarnac looked back at the fallen platoon leader at the unexpected words.

“Platoon leader. “This person is also a nobleman.”

“It’s a lie! You idiot! A little while ago I said I was from the ‘Strong Forest’! Arrest him immediately!”

However Sarnac was not willing to turn his gun on the young man.

This is because the appearance of a leisurely young man was far from that of an ordinary wild man.

As the rider hesitated Midedge sprang up like a spring and aimed his magic gun at the young man shouting:

“Arrest him! 이 개새끼야! “I’m in charge!”

Sarnac raised his gun again at the words of the platoon leader.

At that moment the company commander who received the report from the sentry came running with the riflemen.

“Ensign Midedge! “What’s going on!”

Midedge responded to Company Commander Milos’ words with an angry face.

“That wild bastard suddenly assaulted me and is resisting pretending to be a nobleman.”

Hearing Midedge’s testimony the musketeers all aimed their magic guns at the young man.

Company Commander Milos took a close look at the young man.

Although he is dressed in light clothing his face is not affected by the cold and the large sword slung at an angle on his back is unusual.

He raised his hand to stop the musketeers and then asked the young man:

“I am Baron Golan Milos commander of the White Bear Company of the 3rd Musketeers of the Raminov Kingdom Army. “Do you have anything to say about the testimony of our Midedge lieutenant?”

“Everything Lieutenant Baron Midedge says is a lie. That guy tried to hit me first so I fought back. And I did not pretend to be a nobleman.”

Company Commander Milos who became even more wary of the young man’s informal language turned his attention to Sarnac the rider who was with the platoon commander.

Sarnyak who was watching the platoon leader’s thoughts reluctantly opened his mouth.

“I… only saw Lieutenant Midedge get hit and fall down… I don’t know the details of the circumstances. And it is true that he is a nobleman.”

When he said he did not know a crucial part Company Commander Milos frowned.

From the rider’s perspective I have no choice but to say that.

Considering Lieutenant Midedge’s usually arrogant words and actions it’s obvious even without looking at it.

He must have been hit while trying to stab a strange young man.

Now the ball has passed to the stranger again.

Although it was a pain in the ass Company Commander Milos spoke in the most polite tone possible.

“I heard you called yourself a noble….”

“I am Elio Lagoa Count of the Kingdom of Escatos and Lord of Latinus Duchy of Lorraine and Northern Slash Land.”

There was silence for a moment before the unexpected name.

Company Commander Milos who was blinking with a blank face asked as if confirming.

“Are you really saying that you are the Grand Master Count Elio Lagoa?”

When the other person was skeptical he took out a certificate of title from Maha Dam whom he knew to be Elio.

Company Commander Milos half-fazed by the sight of him casually using subspace bowed in front of his title certificate.

“Your Excellency Count Lagoa! It’s an honor to meet you Jonan!”