Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 703

Episode 703. Medina Isaela, who was trembling at the verbal abuse under the

exposed sword and hidden arrows, took a deep breath.

I was angry to the end, but I didn’t have the heart to kill the younger enemy.

She thought it was because he was not from this world.

“I’ll just let you go today. go back.”

I wanted to pour a little more out of the relationship, but I held back.

Hearing her extremely restrained voice, it seemed like something big would happen if she went further.

He trudged down to the yard, leaving Medina Isaela in the guesthouse.

Before long, Yeonjeokha, who was about to perform fortune telling, turned around.

“hey. A thorn under my fingernail hurts more than seeing someone else’s limb cut off. Don’t you think the demons are like that? Even if you die while fighting Gwangmyeong Jincheon, no demons will be hurt. The Heavenly Gate is just a lump of stone to the demons. If I were on that side, I would go around looking for Oral Beomcheon instead of fighting Gwangmyeong Jincheon.”

Medina Isaela shook her hands with a cold face.

it means turn off Shaking his head, he performed a fortune-telling trick.

White clouds rolled up beneath his feet.

Medina Isaela said to the slowly rising plume.

“Be careful of Gwangmyeongjincheon. If the Macheon is a revealed sword, the Elyos are a hidden arrow.”

Yeonjeokha stopped.

“What are you talking about?”

However, Medina Isaela turned her gaze away, as if she had no desire to talk.

He has a strong ego and hates to say sorry to anyone.

Naturally, when the devil didn’t answer the question, he looked away.

Gwangmyeongjincheon was a target of vigilance anyway, so it was not a new story.

About a dozen clouds (about 30 meters) that burned the cumulative drop floated up and then disappeared to the west.

As he disappeared from sight, Medina Isaela trudged down into the yard.

Then, he stood where Yeon Jeok-ha had been standing a while ago and turned to the guest room.

“hey. A thorn under my fingernail hurts more than seeing someone else’s limb cut off. Don’t you think the demons are like that?”

But do you get thorns under your fingernails?

Medina Isaela, who was imitating the enemy, looked at her fingernails here and there.

I’ve been pushed in somewhere, but I don’t know because something has never been dug in.

Still, I know that he said it for himself.

To think that he was only a half-god but worried about himself being revered as the supreme god.

Moreover, since he is on the side of Gwangmyeong-Jincheon, it is like a mouse thinking of a cat.

“Don’t get hit in the back by either you or Gwangmyeong Jincheon.”

No, getting hit in the back of the head would be fine.

Then, like the light angel Bered, he might end up entrusting himself to the demonic sky.

Medina Isaela laughed hysterically, as if she was happy just thinking about it.

***

liquidation.

Nak Il-hyeon.

Tianlei sect Zhongshan Yumyeongsan.

thunderbolt palace.

Around noon, a cloud gently settled in the front yard of the Thunder Palace.

The one who came down from the cloud was the grand master.

The masters of the sect, who had been watching him fly from afar, rushed in.

The Venerable Jinpyo of the Taesang Order, the Venerable Gwangseong of the Chunroe Order, and the Cheonji Order’s Gokbunjo union hurriedly approached Yeonjeokha.

Even so, the Venerable Kwangsong greeted him first, saying that it was Chun-Lu-Jong’s Zhong-San.

“Welcome, Grand Master.”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at the gathered masters, nodded.

“Yeah, but why are you all here?”

“Hehe why? I’m doing it to see the Grand Master’s face up close.”

What John Gwangseong said was true to some extent.

Now that the war with the demons is ahead, the disciples of the sect had high hopes for Yeon Jeok-ha.

They thought that Daejongsa would fight in front of them while Gwangmyeongjincheon dealt with the demon.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the disciples who had gathered together, he knew what they were thinking.

But he couldn’t fight with them.

This is because he has to assist Gwangmyeong Jincheon in the battle against the demon.

It was when Yeon Jeok-ha looked around at the masters of the sect with a confused face.

The Gokbunjo union took a step forward.

“Great servant.”

“Why?”

“On the day Master Grand Master left, Jin-in, who had a heartache, fell into a dream.”

“what?”

Yeonjeokha frowned.

Although the inside of the heart pain was not calm, it was still not enough to be subjected to the coin intoxication.

But I didn’t understand that it was a coin inhalation.

“It seems that he was trying to forcefully take the aura of the Arcanum.”

“Youngseok? What kind of spirit is Jinin!”

“We are also curious about that, so we are looking for the source, but we couldn’t find it.”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been listening with a bewildered face,

asked.

“So how are you?”

“I am still not coming to my senses. I think we will be able to know the condition when Shim Jin-in wakes up.”

“You mean I didn’t wake up for five days the day I left?”

“yes.”

“So where are you now?”

“His master, the Okcheong union, is taking care of him from oblivion.”

“Oblivion? Guide me.”

Then the gokbunjo union said with a puzzled face.

“Wouldn’t it be better to meet Gwangmyeong Jin-cheon first than Sim Jin-in?”

“Don’t make me say it twice.”

At the words of the cold Yeonjeokha, the grain mill union sighed, but soon they took the lead with a resigned face.

No matter how far it is, to leave Gwangmyeong-Jincheon waiting for you and go to Jin-in.

I don’t know if I’m loyal or stupid.

It is pitiful to think that the Great Master has yet to shed the time of ordinary people.

No matter how much I think about it, it seems that the great master and the great master do not match.

Will you hear the iron after a thousand years?

The gokbunjo union glanced back.

I was shocked to see the face of the great master.

‘ha! You can’t tell the difference between the work. Now is not the time to take care of the truth…’

Oblivion.

The Qubunjo union guided Yeon Jeok-ha to oblivion and immediately turned around and left.

It is to inform Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who is waiting at the Byeokryeok Palace, the reason for the delay.

The Okcheong union, which had been looking outside at the sudden presence, hurriedly ran out.

“Great servant.”

“Is Shim Jin-in still awake?”

“Yeah, but compared to the first day, my breathlessness has stabilized a lot. The congressman said he would wake up sooner or later.”

“Where is Sim Jin-in?”

“I will take you.”

Okcheong Labor Union took the lead.

He guided Yeon Jeok-ha to a small outbuilding in Oblivion.

“This is the annex that Shim Jin-in used when he was in Chun-l-o-zong.”

He nodded his head in suspense.

It was small, but it had everything you need, even the audience.

He said that he saved the life of the Okcheong labor union, so the hospitality didn’t seem bad.

After a while, I entered the room following the Okcheong labor union.

Heartache was lying flat on the bed.

It was said that the paralysis had stabilized, and it looked like he was just asleep when he heard the sound of his breathing.

I caught the full pulse of the heartache of the series.

As expected, the inside of him was chaos itself.

Now, it was difficult to distinguish the spirits of the three hundred characters and the spirits of the spirits.

If this happens, there is no way to use your hands.

Yeonjeokha carefully put down the hand of Heartache.

Okcheong Jin-in said to Yeon Jeok-ha, who had a puzzled face.

“Five days ago, Mr. Gwangmyeong Jincheon made a diagnosis, but he said there was no way. Is that true?”

“Yes, if Jin-in came to his senses, would he not know? There is no way for now.”

“Huh! If Shim Jin-yin comes to his senses, can he be cured?”

“It is impossible to be the same as before. Is it just enough to live a normal life?”

“ah!”

The face of the Okcheong union went dark.

Living as a disciple of a sect and becoming a commoner was tantamount to a death sentence.

“I’ll have to come to my senses and try that… ha!”

Yeonjeokha let out a sigh as the ground disappeared.

Spiritual energy accumulated with three hundred characters of heart pain and spiritual energy accumulated with sucking blood are mutually exclusive.

It may happen again if you turn the aura of suffocation into nothingness with the three hundred characters.

Yeonjeokha, who had been standing and watching for a while, turned around.

There was nothing to do with treatment, so I couldn’t just waste my time here.

It is certain that Gwangmyeong-Jincheon, who is in a state of self-consciousness, is going to say shit about being late again.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was about to step away, spoke to the Okcheong union.

“When Sim Jin-in wakes up, let me know.”

“Yes, I will.”

“Please take care of me.”

“Don’t worry. Shim Jin-in is my disciple, but he is also my lifesaver.”

Yeonjeokha, who nodded, disappeared like a ghost.

After he left, Okcheong union went to the bed and caught the full pulse of heartache.

If the spirit qi becomes muddy like this, it will most likely die, but is it possible to live a normal life?

I really wondered what was going on in the master’s head.

***

Thunderbolt.

Yeonjeokha reappeared in front of the Thunderbolt Palace.

This time, the disciples of the sect did not flock to him, only watching from a distance.

It seems that he came to take a face painting earlier.

The masters of the sect who treat ordinary people as bugs do the same thing as ordinary people.

“Tsk tsk!”

He clicked lightly and slowly climbed the stairs.

I was about to enter the Byeokryeok Palace, but Gwangmyeongjincheon’s aura subtly pushed me away.

I don’t know if he’s bragging about his transcendent power or if he’s scolding him for coming late.

He raised his spirituality of serialization.

Then, as sharp as an awl, he pierced Gwangmyeong Jincheon’s aura and advanced.

The spirit of Gwangmyeongjincheon, who had been pushing away, dispersed like fog after taking just three steps.

Suddenly, the thought, “It might have been a test,” crossed my mind.

Have you ever wondered what your demigod’s abilities would be?

As I walked with such thoughts, I was in Daejeon before I knew it.

Standing in front of the door, I felt the spirit of Gwangmyeongjincheon stronger than ever.

“You are late.”

As soon as he entered Daejeon, Gwangmyeong Jincheon reproached him.

Yeonjeokha, who was in a bad mood due to heartache, found an empty seat and sat down without making excuses.

And I saw Gwangmyeong Jincheon sitting in the seat of honor.

Thinking of the other person as a being with transcendental abilities—not a god—was a different feeling than before.

His presence was still like a mountain, but it didn’t feel vaguely awe-inspiring like before. Maybe it’s because I’m used to it because I see it often.

“I came to see Jin-in in heartache.”

When the name of Heartache came out, the spirit that had been secretly constricted was released like a lie

.

“Didn’t Gwangmyeong Jincheon-nim also say that it was difficult?”

Yeonjeokha glanced up at Gwangmyeongjincheon.

I didn’t expect much because I already knew he wasn’t a god.

As expected, Gwangmyeong Jincheon shook his head.

“There are two types of spiritual energy in Sim Jin-in’s body, which are opposite. If the two hadn’t been mixed, it would have been curable.”

He nodded his head with a gloomy face.

To be honest, the matter of heartache came closer to me than the war with the Demon God.

“True in Dongsan County…”

“It is not that there is no way at all.”

The eyes of the two people who spoke almost simultaneously intertwined in the air.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon gestured as if to speak first.

“I found out why Macheon’s forces were staying in Dongsan County.”

“…”

Gwangmyeong Jincheon did not take his eyes off Yeonjeokha with a face telling him to continue.

“I caught a demon and asked about it, and they said that the demon suddenly disappeared. That’s why Corps Commander Aktus Balazik couldn’t move.”

“Did the demon suddenly disappear?”

“yes. It disappeared quietly right after it came over to Kuju, but just like that time, it disappeared without telling its entourage? When the demon returns, they will move again.”

He said only half of the facts.

If it was before thinking of Gwangmyeongjincheon as a god, it would be unthinkable.

“Did you say there was a way to cure Shim Jin-yin?”

“Yes.”

Emotions are conveyed to the other person without having to say it.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon looked at Yeonjeokha, who was not afraid of him, with strange eyes.