Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 830

830 times. They are blinded by the interests of the Munpa.

Hearing the words, ‘The Black Swordsman at Paldalmun Gate is protecting the guild’, the coachmen reflexively saw Yeonjeokha and their heartache.

However, Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong only lit the bonfire with tree branches with a nonchalant face.

Black Swordsman Daeju Songchung and Viceju Sobi sat comfortably in front of the fire like their masters.

Soon after, Songchung spoke to the young coachman.

“Looks like the host is serving the food. Am I right?”

“Yes yes.”

“Today, we were thinking of eating a dish instead of dry food. What is your name?”

“It’s called Ma-deung.”

“Yes, Madang. Is it before dinner yet?”

“yes.”

“You should bring us something to eat. can you do it?”

“yes.”

Ma Teng nodded his head calmly.

It was dinner anyway, so there was nothing difficult since it was all about a few pieces of cheongchae in the beginning (fried rice).

Songchung lightly looked around at the people gathered around the fire with a bored face.

Even if you look at their ordinary faces, they are coachmen and porters.

Song Chung, who had been glancing at the old man with a goatee, turned his gaze again.

An unfamiliar iron bar hung from her waist.

“Is that a single rod?”

When Yeon Jeok-ha pretended to be a handyman, the old man’s heart pain responded in a compliant manner.

“This is the Geumgangjeo used in temples.”

“Geumgangjeo? ah! Like that pointed stake? Why are you carrying it?”

When Songchung tilted his head, consumption said.

“Dae-lord, there are no useless things in this world. I will use it for anything. Isn’t it?”

When Sobi asked, Simtong nodded.

“Right.”

Songchung showed no interest in Geumgangjeo anymore.

He thought it would be of little use since it was carried by coachmen and porters.

At that time, there was a sound of banging on the kettle, saying ’empty’ in the distance.

It’s a reminder to eat dinner.

Ma Teng, who quietly got up from his seat, bowed his head to Song Chung and said,

“I will bring you a grand dinner.”

“Yes.”

Ma Deng and the two coachmen hurriedly left the campfire.

Yeonjeokha and Simtong were still in place, but Songchung and Consumption were not bothered.

The two thought that coachmen and porters took turns eating to keep the wagon’s load.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was leisurely stirring the bonfire, asked as if he had suddenly remembered.

“By the way, what kind of school is Paldalmun?”

Songchung and consumption saw the young man almost at the same time.

Before Songchung could answer, consumption explained on behalf of him, who was the superior.

“You can think of it as a doorway that fits within ten fingers in Seongdo.”

“Wow! Are you counting?”

When Yeonjeokha pretended to be surprised, Songchung added:

“That was until last year. When the construction of Dao Kang-en’s birthplace is completed this year, it will be in the top five.”

“Is it Dao Kang-eon’s life?”

As Songchung averted his gaze as if it were annoying, consumption said.

“There is a famous religious leader’s birthplace in Yongjijin. Paldalmun is in charge of restoring the birthplace. When the restoration of the birthplace is completed, it will be announced as a sacred site by famous schools. If that happens, the prestige of Paldalmun will increase even more.”

Yeonjeokha looked at Songchung and Consumption with new eyes.

From what they said, it seems that Paldalmun was a faction loyal to the famous religion.

I suddenly lost my appetite.

It was strange that the acting chief was at a loss in Paldalmun, but that must have been the case.

If Paldalmun Gate was a member of the Munpa that lined up the famous bridge, he would have had to bend down and enter.

In the meantime, Ma-deung brought vinegar and green vegetables on a wooden plate.

The corners of Songchung and Sobi’s mouths went up as they watched the beginning of the steaming season.

Ma-deung carefully handed over the plate to Song-chung and So-bi and went back.

Songchung forgot the face of the black sword master and ate the first half like a man possessed by a beggar.

It was the same with consumption.

The two of them put their noses into the plate and ate like dogs.

After eating half of the first half, Songchung and Sobi raised their heads.

Sweat was forming on the bridge of their noses, perhaps because of the spicy seasoning unique to Sichuan cuisine, or because of the hot steam at the beginning.

Songchung, who happened to see consumption, said while wiping the back of his nose with his collar.

“Consumer is not chasing anyone, so take it easy.”

“I usually eat rather quickly. However, the beginning is quite delicious. You seem to be taking a skilled hostess with you?”

“Yeah, it’s the beginning.”

Contrary to the horse, the songchung has a pretty satisfied face.

It’s not that it’s not, it’s because it’s very savory, like a dish from a famous restaurant.

that’s when

I thought I could hear footsteps, but handymen appeared with wooden plates and bowls in their hands.

Each wooden plate was served with grilled chicken and cheongchae in the early stages, and egg soup was in the bowl.

Songchung and Sobi widened their eyes.

At that level, there is not much difference from the food served at the inn restaurant.

Then, a smile appeared on Song Chung’s face.

He thought he noticed that he and Sobi were eating at the top.

There was no other way to explain the sudden feast at camp.

Consumption seemed to think so, too, and his mouth caught in his ears.

Songchung and Sobi quietly put the wooden plate they were holding to the side.

Of course, to try new dishes.

But what is this?

The handymen set down plates of food and bowls of soup in front of the young and old.

Then he bowed until his head touched the ground and went back.

‘what?’

Songchung and Sobi looked at the dishes placed across the campfire with dejected eyes.

It is said that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment!

Songchung and consumption couldn’t help but be angry beyond disappointment.

This is because no one should be treated more favorably than the black swordsman at Paldalmun Gate.

That was the rule and rule of Kang Ho.

Songchung, who watched with a displeased face, pulled the wooden plate forward again.

However, looking at the chicken and egg soup across the campfire, I couldn’t get my hands on it.

Sobi also sat there, like a stone Buddha, with a wooden plate in front of him.

While Songchung and Sobi were sitting with stunned faces, the coachmen returned one by one.

Emotions multiply when there are onlookers.

Song Chung, who was watching while grinding his teeth, gestured to Ma Teng.

“Did you call?”

When Ma Teng asked politely, Song Chung said.

“It looks like those two people paid for the food separately, is that correct?”

“no.”

“No?”

Songchung alternately looked at the cooking on the other side of the campfire and the lantern with devastated eyes.

“Are you saying that they, like us, are receiving and eating whatever is given to them by the upper ranks?”

“Yes yes.”

Ma Teng nodded vigorously.

Consumption, who had been listening beside him for a moment, let out a scream.

“You bastard! Don’t talk nonsense! Then why is their food different from ours!”

When the master of Paldalmun became angry, Ma-deung looked at Yeon Jeok-ha and his heartache.

I’m thinking about whether I can say it.

Consumption growled.

“Ugh! Do you roll your eyeballs? Say it right before you pull out all your teeth! You bastard!”

In the relatively poor beginning, the upset consumption poured out its anger on the coachman.

In response to the commotion, Yeonjeokha raised his head with his chicken leg bitten.

In an instant, sparks flew at him.

“What are you looking at, you bastard! Get rid of it before you pluck out your eyeballs, you fucking bastard!”

In an instant, the coachmen’s mouths opened wide.

It wasn’t that I was crazy to die, but that kind of swearing at Namcheon Daehyeop!

“Ku-k-k-k-k!”

Hearing the rant, the young enemy shook his shoulders and laughed.

Yes, that’s right.

It would be laughable for the guys who frequent famous schools and the like to imitate knights.

I laughed at my heartache, but then I kneaded beside me as if the sand was caught.

When the young and the old laughed openly, this time it was too young to live in Songchung’s eyes.

‘Are the workers in the upper ranks laughing at the Black Swordsman at Paldalmun Gate?’

At this point, the excuse that it was because I didn’t know Kang-ho’s physiology doesn’t work.

‘kill.’

If I don’t kill them now, I’ll hear the sound of idiots from the Black Sword University to Paldalmun Gate.

Having made up his mind, he slowly rose from his seat.

“Smile?”

On the other hand, when the songchung came out, consumption, which had been jumping a while ago, calmed down.

Even if it is Paldalmun, it is not a light thing to kill a person in the golden statue.

So it was right that the Daeju took the step, not himself.

Yeon Jeok-ha removed the chicken leg from which he was biting and looked up at the songchung.

“So are you crying?”

Song Chung hesitated when the handyman calmly asked if he should do it well.

Unless you are an idiot, there is no one who can squeak in such an atmosphere.

It came to my mind belatedly that the identity of the young man and the old man might be different from what he had guessed.

“I am the Songchung of Paldalmun Gate. Who the hell are you?”

“me? Seokgyeongjang Jangju Yeonjeokha.”

At that moment, Songchung shouted with a startled face.

“Seo, are you really Namcheon Daehyeop?”

“uh. why?”

“Is it really Namcheon Daehyup?”

“Right! You bastard! Why do you keep biting so that the bastards who suck on famous school assholes lose their appetite?”

In an instant, the faces of Songchung and Sobi became contemplative.

In Gangho, there was no one who did not know the bad relationship between Yeon Jeok-ha and Myung-gyo.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the only enemy of the famous school now that even Ho Chun-maeng has withdrawn from the famous school.

He recently defeated the army of the commanding officer and the Geumuiwi at Mt. Cheongseong.

Because of this, he is called a person who gave up not only in famous schools but also in the imperial family.

In front of him, he shouted that he had restored the famous religious leader’s birthplace, so it was wrong to end well.

Songchung hurriedly called out and broke his back.

“Namcheon Daehyeop! I made a mistake without knowing Daehyeop. Forgive me!”

“I won’t forgive you! this bastard.”

“…”

Songchung bit his lip and rolled his head.

However, no matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t have the confidence to run away from him, who was comparable to a master in his twenties.

Consumption also hurriedly stood next to Songchung.

“Do you want to live?”

“yes!”

To Yeon Jeok-ha’s question, Songchung and consumption answered unanimously.

He was known as a cruel person to the extent that he was called a little devil who had a rivalry with his enemies.

It was like a grim reaper who had a relationship with Songchung and Sobi, who revealed themselves to be from the famous school.

“I am a merciful person, so I will give you a chance. Clean up Juksan by the end of today. Tomorrow, when the guild crosses Juksan, a band of bandits appears? Then Paldalmun will disappear forever from Gangho. okay?”

“yes? yes. I will.”

Song Chung replied that he would do so, even though his eyes were dark.

Whether or not it was possible with the 12 members of the Black Swordsman was a matter for later consideration.

I said I couldn’t do it, but I didn’t want to die right here.

Yeonjeokha asked casually.

“Is Paldalmun a political faction? Are you Safaya?”

“It is a political faction.”

“Good. Do good things and save the Munpa. There won’t be much time, so go quickly.”

“Yes….”

Songchung and Sobi left in a hurry as if they were running away.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching their backs, muttered to himself like he was talking to himself.

“What about those who claim to be a political faction and restore the birthplace of a famous religious leader? Are you crazy?”

“They are blinded by the interests of their clan.”

“No matter how blind you are.”

He shook his head excitedly.

I don’t even know what’s going on in the heads of those people who claim to be a political faction.