Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 1150

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Viscount Fides Martello, an intermediate sword expert, is famous as the right-hand man of Count Escudo.

He is superior in swordsmanship to Viscount Earl Gray, the leader of the Knights of the Golden Shield, but he has not been treated fairly due to his lack of personal connections.

Therefore, he did not know what would happen if the count’s heir, Lacto Escudo, took the woman he had his eye on.

There are many women that the count has also committed by force, so his life will not be threatened right away, but it is certain that he will fall out of favor with the count.

Sword Expert Intermediate is an ambiguous position.

Even if one or two skilled sword beginners were added to the sword expert beginner’s level, their lives would be at stake.

Since most of the knights in the territory follow lacto escudo, you should be careful no matter how much you are an intermediate sword expert.

Though he thought so in his head, Viscount Fides Martello’s eyes seldom separated from Anais Aetos’ body.

“Sorry, but I need to tie up Miss Anais. There aren’t many people to keep an eye on Miss Anais. Please consider my position in taking Miss Anais to the Countess. Bring the rope.”

At the command of Viscount Fides Martello, a soldier came to get a rope.

Viscount Fides Martello approached Anais Aetos with a rope.

When Anais Aethos took a step back in surprise, Viscount Fides Martello smiled and said,

“If you don’t want to give the soldiers who ransacked pigs the honorable opportunity of touching the body of the countess’s body, you’d better not avoid me. If you have to be imprisoned, wouldn’t it be better for a noble to do it for you?”

Anais Aetos bit his lip.

Nobles would not bind even prisoners of war, but it was shocking to see them bound.

“I won’t run away, so please do that.”

“It would normally be the case, but Miss Anais even thought of running away from the territory… I have no choice but to do this. give you a chance to choose Will you leave it to the soldiers or will I do it for you?”

Anais Aethos’s mouth, trembling with shame, opened.

“The Viscount, please.”

If it was unavoidable anyway, knights were better than soldiers.

Still, knights were people who valued honor.

But her expectations were shattered.

During the binding process, Viscount Fides Martello’s hands had touched her breasts several times.

Anais Aethos was furious, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

If it did, it would be obvious that people would always talk about it.

The Viscount, who had been watching her with a smirk as she exhaled heavily, took out a handkerchief from her bosom.

“What else are you going to do? If you’re just trying to wipe away your sweat, I’ll decline.”

“Can it be? This will be used to prevent the young lady from committing suicide.”

It is the sound of putting a gag on your mouth.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t actually thinking about suicide, so she couldn’t refute.

“…”

“Open your mouth.”

When Anais Aethos’s mouth fell open, the viscount tied her mouth with a handkerchief.

Anais Aetos vomited several times as the smell of the disgusting handkerchief pushed through his nose.

I was going crazy to smell the body of the lascivious Viscount Fides Martello.

Viscount Fides Martello, who had finished preparing, ordered the knights and soldiers to ‘keep the fence’.

It was when the knights and soldiers were scattered.

Suddenly, Viscount Fides Martello strode towards Anais Aetos.

Anais Aetos, startled, tried to fall back, but Viscount Fides Martello was faster.

He wrapped his arms around Anais Aetos’ waist and buried his nose in her neck.

As Anais Aetos struggled, Viscount Fides Martello hugged her even tighter.

“Huh! Smells good. How is it? Wouldn’t I be better than the fucking lacto escudo?”

Anais Aethos twisted his body even harder, but he couldn’t escape the sword expert, Viscount Fides Martello’s hand.

Viscount Fides Martello put his nose back into the scruff of Anais Aetos’ neck, and finally stuck out his tongue and licked the neckline.

At this point, it’s completely crossed the line.

The angry face of Anais Aetos turned into despair.

Captivated by lust, Viscount Fides Martello finally lifted Anais Aetos with both hands.

Worries about the Count and Lacto Escudo have long since disappeared from my head.

As he was about to enter the forest, the knights shouted from afar.

“Viscount! A wagon! The wagon is coming back!”

Still, Viscount Fides Martello, who had lost his temper, did not stop.

‘carriage? What about the carriage?’

A knight shouted nervously at him as he strode forward.

“What are you doing! The Count’s carriage is coming!”

Only then did Viscount Fides Martello frown and turn around.

His gaze turned to the Geoma Spear, which was carved out of a log.

He hadn’t come to his senses yet and mistook that Count Escudo had come.

“On the other side! I am the Count of the North!”

‘…’

At that moment, Viscount Fides Martello came to his senses.

‘Is the sword master coming back? why?’

He hid Anais Aetos in a thicket and ran to the fence.

And as if nothing had happened, he straightened his back and stared straight ahead.

The knight next to him cautiously approached and reached out to his shoulder.

“Something?”

The knight removed a piece of hair from the viscount’s shoulder—which seemed to belong to Anais Aetos—and held it out to him.

Viscount Fides Martello took the hair and nodded at him.

In the meantime, the carriage that came to the front of the wooden fence stopped.

Soon after, the Count and his party got off the carriage with frowns on their faces.

The commander, Viscount Fides Martello, hastened to the Count’s side.

“Did you leave anything behind?”

I asked the Count, and Viscount Elio Lagoa stepped forward with an arrogant expression.

“Oh, I’m busy, so why am I holding onto my ankles like this?”

“What are you talking about?”

Viscount Fides Martello looked at Viscount Elio Lagoa with absurd eyes.

I don’t know how to respond when he suddenly comes back and gets annoyed out of nowhere.

“What are you talking about? It’s an ear-splitting sound!”

As he spoke, Elio slapped Viscount Fides Martello on the cheek.

Viscount Fides Martello’s face returned with a ‘slap!’

In an instant, Viscount Fides Martello’s hand, enraged, headed for the handle of the sword.

But Elio’s hand was faster.

slam! slam! slam-!

Fides Martello’s face turned left and right busily.

He tried to fight back, but for some reason he was hit with both arms hanging out.

His lips parted and blood flowed from his two nostrils.

Still, Elio’s hand did not stop.

slam! slam! slam-!

Finally, Viscount Fides Martello’s cheek exploded and blood splattered.

Only then did Elio take a step back.

“You bastard in the gutter. What are you going to do? The sound of your panting breath still rings in my ears! what? Are all men like that? Do you think all men are horny assholes like you?”

“…”

Viscount Fides Martello opened his mouth in surprise, and blood dripped down.

I don’t know how I knew the carriage was invisible.

Aside from that, seeing the murderous Viscount Elio Lagoa made me jump in fear.

“Please buy me (save me).”

Viscount Fides Martello lost face and knelt down.

Just as he tried to possess Anais Aetos because he was blinded by lust, he wanted the opponent to be able to kill himself out of anger.

Elio didn’t answer and turned his gaze to Fabian.

“Go and free Miss Anais.”

“yes.”

Fabian ran into the brush like the wind.

In the meantime, Elio asked the knights of Fides Martello.

“Howdy! Knights! Give me a chance to be honest. Anyone who knows what happened between the Counts of Escudo and the Counts of Aetos, tell me.”

The knights could not open their mouths willingly, perhaps fearing repercussions.

Elio scanned the knights with cold eyes.

“You’ll find out anyway when Miss Anais comes. When you get a chance, take it well.”

Among the knights, the senior Baron Paul Mess took a step forward.

“I am Baron Paul Mess. Let me tell you. On Miss Anais’ coming-of-age ceremony, Prince Lacto molested Miss Anais. Prince Terry, the second son of Count Aethos, who found out about it belatedly… stabbed Prince Lakto in front of the guests. For that matter, Count Escudo demanded an official apology from Prince Terry, but Count Aethos refused… and a war broke out between the two territories.”

“I guess the knights knew all about the circumstances, right?”

Elio glared at the knights of Escudo.

The knights of Escudo, surprised by the sharpness, quietly lowered their eyes.

Baron Paul Mess answered with a crawling sound.

“We are the lord’s knights… We just followed the lord’s orders.”

“Would you have followed the lord even if he wanted to rebel?”

“There can be no such thing.”

“aha! Can you do any crap other than treason?”

“We are only the lowest-ranking knights.”

“dog sound. Do you think I don’t know that you guys secretly enjoyed it too? Which of you is like that? Viscount Martello made a windfall. If it’s at least Anais, you have to commit it and watch it?”

Then Baron Paul Mess hurriedly made excuses.

“That’s just a cheap joke by the knights.”

“no. In fact, you guys captured Miss Anais and presented it to Viscount Fidesgi. You guys were trash in the gutter too.”

“Please forgive me.”

Just in time, Fabian returned with Anais Aetos.

Anais Aetos glared at the kneeling Viscount Fides Martello, then turned his attention to the young knight.

It is a knight with a young face that I have never seen before.

I wondered who he was and why someone like Viscount Fides Martello was on his knees, but the atmosphere was so cold that he couldn’t even open his mouth.

Suddenly, Elio’s gaze, looking around, reached Viscount Fides Martello.

“What about Fides, Viscount?”

“Eh (yes)?”

Just in case, Viscount Fides Martello raised his head.

“execution.”

As he spoke, Elio snapped his fingers.

‘puck!’ With a sound, Viscount Fides Martello’s forehead was punched.

Viscount Fides Martello’s body slowly fell backwards.

The knights of Count Escudo looked at Viscount Fides Martello with bewildered eyes.

A mere noble from the northern kingdom killed the right-hand man of Count Escudo, who is also a Viscount of the Empire?

Either way, Elio continued.

“From my point of view, Mana Fratras seems to have a problem. Why do you give the blessing of mana to the trash in the gutter? No, you shouldn’t doubt Mana Phthras. It must be that people’s natures are so filthy that they have not been purified through blessings. If that’s the case, shouldn’t I also reap Mana Phras’s blessing?”

Suddenly, the model of Elio disappeared and appeared like a ghost in front of the knights of Count Escudo.

Followed by ‘Ugh!’ The knights collapsed with a heavy scream.