Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 1469

Episode 1469. Isn’t Yeo-seon a woman?

Viscount Stema Griff’s hand naturally wrapped around Erica Noble’s neck.

There was a dagger in the Viscount’s hand as if he had drawn it at some point.

He said as he held the dagger to Erica’s delicate white neck.

“Your Excellency Count I sacrificed my life to fight against demons to reclaim the North from them. “Why are you putting me in this corner?”

For a moment a look of contempt appeared in Elio’s eyes.

“I backed you into a corner? What bullshit? Did I tell you to kill someone? “You are the one who goes around killing innocent people.”

“Yes Your Excellency you are correct. “By the way Your Excellency you have never killed anyone before?”

“me? I killed a lot. A thousand people? No 10000 people? It might be more than that. “I’ve never killed someone while counting.”

Elio remembered the time when he fought against Jongmun in Nine Provinces.

At that time it killed as many people as a swarm of ants.

If that is also karma you will die and receive a severe punishment.

Of course I don’t know if there will be someone who will punish me.

The unimaginable number brought dry saliva down Viscount Griff’s throat.

“Do you Your Excellency accuse me of being a butcher?”

“I didn’t kill anyone like you did. All those who died by my hands were either vicious villains or enemies on the battlefield. They all even tried to kill me. In order to survive I had no choice but to kill my opponent. But not you. I’m curious too. “Why did you kill people?”

“No matter what the reason it is the same to kill someone. “Do you think you have the right to accuse me or accuse me of a crime?”

“Okay so answer me why you killed him. “If there is a compelling reason I won’t curse.”

Viscount Griff strangely sensed murderous intent in that grave voice.

I won’t swear.

It meant that there was something else besides swearing.

I felt like I knew what that other thing was without even having to hear it.

It would not have been a task for that Grand Master to kill at least one Viscount.

Viscount Griff’s face changed several times.

After a long time his lips opened.

“I did it to kill Tracy Gold.”

“Why her?”

“It was Tracy’s trick that caused my son Harvey to be so rude to the Earl. As a result Harvey spent ten years as Baron Cloud’s squire.”

“Why did you kill the other people?”

“If Tracy dies Viscount Griff will come under suspicion.”

“You’re crazy.”

Elio shook her head.

Viscount Griff’s desire for revenge against Tracy is understandable.

But he kills other innocent people to avoid suspicion.

The humanity of the nobles of this world was no less than that of Green Forest.

Viscount Griff said to Elio who was making a bewildered face.

“I want to be tried in the court of the Kingdom of Fricia.”

For a moment Elio’s eyes became cold.

In order to cover up his own sins he committed massacre without restraint but when his guilt was discovered he was asked to be put on trial.

Whether it is a kingdom or an empire trials are not fair.

If you are close to a powerful person or spend money your sentence will be reduced to an incredible degree.

It goes without saying in the case of nobles who have made meritorious contributions such as Viscount Griff.

Since the people who were killed were all commoners they should at least pay a small fine.

The nobles who were watching looked at Count Elio Lagoa with curious eyes.

In this case if there is no grudge against Viscount Griff it is normal for him to leave it to the laws of the Kingdom of Pricia.

But since the other person was Count Ah it was difficult for him to be sure of that.

That may be why Viscount Griff took Bardos hostage.

What would Count Lagoa say?

Elio’s mouth finally opened.

“You made an irreversible mistake. “Do you know what that is?”

“What is it?”

“They took me hostage in front of me. The Butcher’s actions are a thing of the past. Whether there is a trial on that issue or not is none of my business. But taking a hostage in front of me means you are going to threaten me. Now you dare to threaten me Elio Lagoa on the subject of the Butcher. “I have no intention of dealing with that crime in the Fritian court.”

Viscount Griff was greatly embarrassed but soon composed himself.

If he couldn’t pick up the water that spilled on the ground anyway he had to minimize the damage.

“If that’s the case I have no choice but to kill Miss Erica.”

“A person who is a lover of culture and arts is going to kill Bardos whom he supported?”

“Because I have to live to enjoy culture and art.”

“You are a hypocrite.”

“Even hypocrites can love culture and art.”

“That’s true but you won’t be able to love culture and art anymore. “Because you will die by my hands.”

“If you do that I will die with Miss Erica. Please know that His Excellency the Count is responsible for Miss Erica’s death.”

“Heh! Is that also considered a threat? I guess I can’t hear it because the level is so low. “Stop dying.”

When threats didn’t work Viscount Griff tightened his grip.

‘huh?’

The dagger that was supposed to penetrate Erica’s neck did not move.

Elio radiated spiritual energy and blocked his movement.

“What have you done?”

For the first time Viscount Griff’s voice wavered.

This is my first time experiencing something like this.

His body was fine but he couldn’t move at all.

‘Did you get a hold?’

He quickly memorized the Cancellation spell.

However the body bound by an invisible force was not released.

Elio approached the frozen Viscount Griff and broke his hand.

Erica who was released from Viscount Griff’s hand hurriedly took a step back.

Only then did Elio release the aura that was suffocating Viscount Griff.

After gaining his freedom Viscount Griff swung his dagger at Count Dajjagozza Lagoa.

In fact that was his last struggle.

Elio twisted his upper body to avoid it and flicked his fingers.

A ray of power struck the Viscount’s forearm holding the dagger.

The dagger that cut through the air naturally lodged itself in Viscount Griff’s neck.

“Tsk!”

Red blood poured out.

Viscount Griff’s eyes widened at the sight of him stabbing his neck with his own hand.

He thought it was because he was too nervous and failed to control his strength.

The priest lost his divine power and there was no place to heal him so he was left to die.

Since he has made a contribution all that remains is for him to enjoy wealth and glory but I don’t know how this happened.

Viscount Griff who had been trembling with a dagger stuck in his neck fell down.

Only then did the guards come running and take Viscount Griff outside.

The nobles who were watching soon lost interest when Viscount Griff died.

The witnesses all thought that Viscount Griff had died by accidentally stabbing himself in the neck.

Erika who was standing there with her face turning white approached Count Lagoa.

Because apart from being awkward she now had to say thank you.

“Count… thank you for saving me.”

Elio nodded at her and left the party.

Even though she killed a wicked person her mind was mixed.

***

The next day.

Hirhera was shaken by what Viscount Griff did last night.

People were shocked to learn that the butcher was Viscount Stema Griff who was known to be a lover of culture and arts.

People said that Viscount Griff committed suicide after his identity was revealed.

Otherwise there would be no reason for the wizard to stab me in the neck with a dagger.

The events of the Butcher and Viscount Griff were quickly forgotten.

After the boundary monument unveiling ceremony the kings of the northern kingdom left Hirhera one by one.

Of course I didn’t just leave.

The northern kingdoms left some troops in Hirhera to prepare for the appearance of monsters.

In this way the North quickly returned to its past daily life.

Although the sky was still dark.

The western army commanded by Elio was also disbanded and returned to its territory.

Slash Land territory camp.

Four people sat across from each other in the lord’s barracks.

Elio and Fabian Baron Howard Creada.

Fabian asked with a curious face.

“Count what did His Majesty the King say about monks and fiefs?”

“He said he would give me the title of duke when the situation stabilizes.”

“Oh! also! Congratulations.”

“Congratulations.”

“Congratulations.”

Fabian Howard Crea congratulated us in unison.

However Elio’s expression as he received the congratulations was calm.

This was because he had no regrets about his title since he was planning to return to his hometown anyway.

If she hadn’t known what the wise woman of nine heavens had done she might have stayed in this world and lived.

But not now.

She meets the wise woman of nine heavens and she must ask ‘Why did you work hard for me even losing all of her Tao power?’

What does it matter?

It’s important.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a foolish regret.

At that time I suddenly heard Fabian’s voice.

“…Count?”

“why?”

“When are you going to go to the islands? “What are you thinking so hard about?”

“Oh in the system? I have to go. “I stayed behind to see if any of the demon lords were doing anything stupid… but since there doesn’t seem to be one I’m going to go today at least.”

“What are you worried about?”

“What are you worried about?”

“If we get rid of the Black Sun… will you settle in the North?”

“I don’t know about that.”

“Yeah? You don’t know? Are you really going to go back to your hometown?”

Fabian looked at Count Lagoa in surprise.

He doesn’t know why he wants to go to his hometown because his wife is dead and he has no family.

“I need to find out something.”

“Can’t we just stick to the north and live there? “All the beauties on the continent are only looking at the Count.”

“How can you be a woman every time you open your mouth?”

“Why are you doing this? I think the reason the Count wants to return to his hometown is because of the woman. “If not please say no.”

“no. “I am not a woman but I have business to attend to Yeo Seon (女仙).”

“Isn’t Yeo Seon a woman?”

When Fabian pouted his lips Elio quickly changed the subject.

“Stop talking nonsense. “I’m going to the island today so you should go back to your territory.”

“yes.”

Fabian didn’t say he would come along either.

In this dark age someone had to remain and protect the people of the territory.

It was the same for Howard and Crea.

They would rather protect their territory than become a burden to Count Lagoa.

After finishing the story Elio got up and went outside.

Just before he left Fabian shouted.

“Count! You should stop by before you head home! “You knew!”

“okay.”

Elio waved his hand and then soared into the air.

Eventually when he unfolded the Nine Dragon God his body disappeared in the air.

***

Londinium Empire.

Petropolis North District.

A magic field appeared in the sky and a person suddenly fell down.

Elio leaves Hirhera.

The capital of the empire was just as dark as Hirhera.

However due to the large number of street lights it was brighter overall than Hirhera.

Unlike the northern part which was occupied by the demon army the system had not changed much from the past.

As if it was still daytime I could see a few people walking up and down the street.

Elio asked people and went to the main temple of Manaptras.

Surprisingly the front of Daesinjeon was full of abandoned trash.

Looking at the trash alone one might mistake this place as part of a slum rather than the main shrine.

In just five years the most sacred place has turned into the most shabby place!

“Tsk tsk!”

Elio who was clicking his tongue instead walked up to the front door and knocked.

But there was no reaction from inside.

After waiting for a moment Elio pushed the door with his hand and the heavy temple door opened with a creak.

Elio went inside and plugged his nose from the stench.

The inside of Daesinjeon was even more of a mess than the outside.

All the chairs were broken and some were even thrown onto the altar.

This was unthinkable when the priests and paladins were fine.

The human spirit is so scary.