Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 320

320 times. Chilihachon, a military family and a legal family,

was turned upside down.

It is only natural that the musketeer, Shinki Investigator Jegal Seung-woon, who was on his way to negotiations, returned after being stabbed by a knife.

In half a day, there was no one who did not know that the green forest patrol was a serial enemy.

The exact details have not been revealed as the Chilpamun and the four major generations have been silent.

No one dared to ask why it happened.

This is because the opponent is the total patrol of the green forest.

Negotiations with famous schools were delayed for three days, and the turmoil subsided.

Of course, that’s what it looks like.

Internally, the Chilpamun quarreled over the level of punishment under the age of the enemy.

“You should have killed him.”

After having dinner at the restaurant, Gu Chun-no also let out a heartache.

At his words, the surroundings became quiet.

Everyone seemed to be listening to Yeon Jeok-ha’s next words.

“know.”

“Then why did you let him live?”

“I didn’t think I was going to die.”

“Are you going to kill him if he puts a knife to Confucius’ throat?”

“No way. I’ll kill you even if you show the slightest sign of it. I don’t like it when someone goes after me.”

“That bastard will aim for the back of Gongja’s head.”

“Then you have to kill me.”

“Kill me before that.”

“You’re not aiming yet.”

“I don’t know. Originally, that kind of thing doesn’t make a mark.”

Then, Yeonjeokha frowned.

It’s because I don’t like the words of heart pain.

“You’re saying I have to kill people just by guessing?”

“If he puts a knife to Confucius’ neck, it will be too late. Why did someone you know do that?”

He looked at Yeonjeokha with eyes full of heartache and displeasure.

In Nokrim, he thinks of future troubles and kills them early.

I couldn’t understand why anyone who knew that would let the musketeer live.

“Old Sim, I am not stupid either. If the musketeer had gotten revenge or something, I would have killed him. But he just looked at me with eyes asking for help. How do you kill someone like that?”

“But…”

“You kill people because you feel bad in front of your sister? I heard that because I was a green forest, so how can I do the same thing as other green trees?”

At those words, Heartache scratched his head.

Come to think of it, that statement made sense.

“But didn’t you say that Namgung Sojeo should have been killed as well? A wise person like Sojeo Namgung would have understood.”

“What my sister understands and what I don’t want to do in front of her are different. It’s because old man Shim doesn’t know about the relationship between men and women yet. Absolutely not. cancer.”

“Why did someone like that tear the musketeer to pieces like that?”

“I think my dislike for him was a little big. I was just trying to embarrass you. My sword spirit reacted more to the death penalty that I did not know.”

“It’s because you have a soft heart. You should have paid more there. If that was the case, I would have felt refreshed after suffering from the faction for a while.”

“I know. that i am good I told the musketeer to know that I was kind enough to think it was over.”

“Good job. If he were Gongja, he would urinate in his sleep.”

“You’re nice, but why are you peeing?”

“I know that being nice is that much, so it’s cheap enough.”

I looked at Yeonjeokha with a heartache.

Now, the reaction the musketeer will show is one of two things.

Either hold a grudge against your rival or avoid them altogether.

‘Hehe, Jegal Seungwoon. Which one will you choose?’

He would know that the remaining lifespan is determined by the choices he makes.

“Why are you laughing?”

“There are always interesting things happening around Gongja-nim. It tastes like taking it with you.”

“Is it fun?”

“Isn’t watching fights the most fun thing in the world?”

“Tsk! Anyway, Madou are not allowed to do this.”

“Hehe, Madurani. Do you know that Confucius has more notoriety these days?”

“That’s what people misunderstand.”

“Yes, they say there is no tomb without an excuse for that. Even if a virgin gives birth to a child, she has something to say.”

“The grave is a word suitable for an old man who will soon be entering. I am a man, so I will never have children.”

I did not give up and accepted it.

Heartache looked at the young enemy who stubbornly denied it with pitiful eyes.

In fact, Jegal Seung-woon touched Yeon Jeok-ha’s most sensitive part.

As his relationship with Namgoong-yeon deepened, he became conscious of the people around him.

I was worried that Namgung-yeon would hear strange noises because of me.

Then I heard that it was cow dung, so I had no choice but to explode.

To be honest, it could be said that it was luck that the musketeer ended up with such an injury.

***

Cheonjimaeng has a sense of justice.

Hundreds of unmanned people reside there, so getting injured is a common occurrence, so he created a clinic.

Footnotes of Uigak Shim Ki-won carefully opened his mouth after applying golden spears to the musketeer’s face.

“Can I cover your face with a clean cloth?”

The body is already tightly wrapped.

Only the face is the problem.

Cover with a cloth to avoid contact with outsiders.

If there is something to meet with a customer, it would be difficult, so I asked to confirm.

“Will you get better sooner if you do that?”

“Today the oozing is so bad, so it would be better to close it. If the scab settles down by tomorrow, you should be fine.”

“Then please close it. We have to continue negotiations as soon as possible.”

“yes.”

Shim Ki-won wrapped Jegal Seung-un’s face in a cloth.

Immediately, the ointment and the gold powder congealed and leaked out onto the cloth in a yellow color.

‘Tsk! It’s like cruel green forest. To make a person who works hard for the peace of the world like this…’ I

‘ve worked for a long time in the Cheonji League, but I’ve never seen a Madou who made a person this bad.

‘ha!’

When I thought of the musketeer who would live with a checkerboard-like scar on his face for the rest of his life, I let out a sigh.

When Shim Ki-won returned, Jegal Seung-un walked in front of Dong-gyeong.

Looking at her face, she looked like a living mummy.

“Padudeuk…”

How could he, the head of the Jegal family and the head of the Cheonjimaeng, look like this!

The more I think about it, the more I get angry and the trembling won’t stop.

“This guy of mine…”

However, the moment he thought of Yeon Jeok-ha, Jegal Seung-woon’s complexion turned pale.

Just thinking about him took my breath away.

A face like a savagery running towards him and that terrible swordsmanship.

At that moment, Jegal Seung-un unknowingly bent his back and gasped for breath.

“omg! Ugh…”

He smelled the scent of blood from his body through the tip of his nose.

Then, his skin cracked open and the area was filled with the thick smell of blood.

Jegal Seungwoon, trembling, raised both hands in front of his eyes.

The blood was really shining through the rag.

The fearful memory of him made me tear myself apart.

My body and mind were torn to pieces by the black air.

‘iced coffee! I am…’

Jegal Seung-un couldn’t help but despair at his own weakness.

My body and mind are torn apart just by thinking about him. What kind of revenge is this?

A gentle voice came to his ears as he stood stunned.

“Do you have a musketeer?”

He was a martial artist, the leader of the Cheonjimaeng. Jegal Seung-un hurriedly calmed down and brought him inside.

The Mugeuk Merchant was speechless for a while at the sight of Jegal Seung-un, who had turned into Moknae.

In the end, Jegal Seung-woon got lucky first.

“I’m sorry for making you look ugly.”

“Huh no. Rather, it is my fault for neglecting it until this happens. I didn’t know that the discipline of the Cheonjimaeng fell to the ground like this.”

However, the Merchant Mugeuk did not say that he would ‘set the discipline right’.

Cheonjimaeng was a sinking ship.

Everyone knew that the Cheonjimaeng would be disbanded.

Criticism could be poured out on the enemy, but no further action was possible.

“ha! Since I provided an excuse, I have no intention of blaming anyone. It was too much, but it was enough to make the practitioner angry. But I swear I had no intention of mocking anyone.”

“I understand.”

The Mugeuk Merchant nodded.

He was grateful that Jegal Seung-un did not demand punishment for his younger brother.

If that were the case, it would only embarrass himself.

“And… I’m thinking of leaving Gangho once we finish the negotiations for the end of this war.”

His eyes widened at the unexpected remark.

“I can’t believe that….”

“Yes, if the musketeer said that he was washing his face with gold powder, it would seem excessive and he would retire.”

“Jegal Daehyeop. Not in the Cheonjimaeng, but in the political faction, the management of the grand agreement is needed. don’t you know? Now, if the Cheonji League is disbanded, the whole world will fall into chaos. Retirement at such a critical time? That’s not to say.”

“Thank you for looking up to me. However, even if it is not me, there are many talented people who will devote themselves to the political faction.”

“Hey, who do you think can replace Daehyeop?”

“There is nothing far to look at. Isn’t there a head of the Gongsun family in the negotiating team? If he is, he will serve the lord better than I can.”

The Mugeuk Merchant hesitated.

Gongson Illang and Gongson Ki were once the equipment that trembled the whole world together with the new knight Jegal Seung-un.

In the meantime, the family of Gongson did not come to the fore for the family of Zhuge.

If the Zhuge family is the military family, the Gongsun family is the legal family.

Just as much as the Zhuge family’s mercenary skill, the Gongson family’s chisetsu is as useful as it is.

“Please reconsider Zhuge Daehyup. The Gongsun family is also great, but now is the time of great upheaval. Only the enemies will like it if the Zhuge family takes their hands off management.”

At the words of the leader, Jegal Seung-un shook his head.

Even in the event of a cataclysmic war, what can the coalition of political factions do?

The famous religion has been trying to ban the Chilpamun and the four generations for a hundred years.

Even though it may be possible to avoid the ban, it is not easy to overcome the famous school.

It is impossible for a political faction to deal with a famous religion that could not be stopped even by a political faction alliance.

Now we have no choice but to wait for the famous bridge to collapse on its own.

Such a vague wait could be said to be suitable for a Gongsun family.

“Originally, the leader of a cult is bound to disappear without a trace when the leader collapses. It is only because there is a rare witch named Eighthwangsinmo who is famous.”

“You have to lead the coalition under the witch.”

“I don’t want to admit it, but the Eighthwangsinmo is the best person in the world, on a different level from the top 10 masters in the world. No, maybe she is the best person of all time.”

The Merchant’s complexion darkened.

Even after hearing such absurd words, I can’t refute them.

Ever since Hyeonmu-dae was massacred by Mu-sang-doje, Eight Hwangsin-mo has been regarded as such a being.

“Who can kill that witch? Absolutely not.”

“Huh…”

“But even that witch can’t escape birth, old age, sickness and death as long as she’s a human. Have you already passed the age of two (120 years)? From now on, it is a race against time.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?”

“If something goes wrong with the witches, the famous church will collapse from within. Waiting for the famous church to collapse and cracking down on political coalitions is more like legal rather than sick leave. Make Gongsun Yilang your musketeer. Even the six generations and the four generations will not oppose it.”

A bitter smile appeared on the Merchant’s face.

In fact, Gongson-gi was the only person in the political faction with the level of competence and experience of Jegal Seung-un.

“I would like Zhuge Daehyeop to ponder the matter a little more carefully. Talk to you again after the war with the famous cult is over. Isn’t it urgent?”

“However, my opinion will not change.”

“Grunt!”

A sound of pain escaped from the Merchant’s mouth.

Jegal Seung-un’s eyes, revealed through the cloth, were deeply sunken. At best, he was calm. At worst, he seemed half-dead.