Chapter 249 Chapter
77. Villain (6)
At the party on the single bridge, Margiela deliberately made Vishkel uncomfortable and enjoyed it, which didn’t look very good.
‘At the time, I thought she was a mischievous person, but that woman was also Kingelo.’
It was unexpected. It’s not that they don’t excel in martial arts or magic, and they’re physically uncomfortable. I didn’t think he belonged to the evil cult (Jin defined Kingelo as such).
And why did he reveal his identity at this moment?
‘Kingelo will help me, so please take care of me?’
If it was simply to convey this message to Jin, he would have sent another member.
It’s not just because Margiela’s body is uncomfortable. Bishkel was Kingelo’s executive, and she was the only sister that Bishkel loved dearly.
Jin clearly knows that he has mercilessly wiped out most of the Kingelos, but is he sending his precious little sister like that?
It was a part that Jin could not understand.
‘I don’t know what it is, but that woman… For some reason, I think she might have a special ability like Yona’s sister or Boubar.’
something to find out.
There was no point in thinking about it with a headache. Jin decided to reply to her first.
It wasn’t like her mouth opening, but using a universal gesture.
Me?
Jin points at himself with his index finger.
He intended to pretend not to understand Margiela’s message.
‘Kingelo will help you.’
Margiela smiled again.
After making another gesture, ‘Me?’, Jin looked left and right for no reason, then shrugged as if he didn’t know why.
Then Margiela patted my chest in frustration.
‘No, Runkandel doesn’t even learn to read lips!?’
I tried several times, but the result was the same. From the fourth or so on, Jin didn’t even look at her at all. Margiela eventually judged that Jin was in a situation where he was unable to communicate his intentions.
A completely unexpected development for her.
I wanted to take a little more risk and go to the vicinity of Jin and deliver it through voice rather than mouth. It was not easy because of the wheelchair.
It was no different that Jin deliberately pretended not to understand.
‘Anyway, Kingelo helps me no matter how I act. If it’s enough to come out this far, there’s no need to tune in to their rhythm.’
It was obvious why he decided to help himself. It was only natural to keep a close eye on them since they were all covered with dustbins.
“jin.”
“Why Murakan?”
“I think the person in the wheelchair over there keeps saying something to you?”
“Don’t look at her. Take a good look at her from now on. I should see you later.”
“Is it your taste?”
“No, it’s Kingelo. Grab it quietly later when the crowd disperses.”
“It was an impossible love.”
“Can you?”
“It’s a piece of cake to say that.”
Don’t kill the journalist! Reveal the truth!
The angry mob was still screaming.
Half of them cursed at Ziple, and half cheered for Runkandel, who stood in their way.
Luna and Joshua pressed the Midnight Wizards with their eyes. Zipple’s side couldn’t do this or that.
People who were actively playing with pens in various places in the crowd reached Jin’s field of vision. They were all reporters.
It was a strange angle.
Ziple, which is usually a symbol of goodness and justice, is being pointed at, and Runkandel, which is a symbol of evil and depravity, is being supported.
It was the composition Jin wanted.
Right now, it’s only a composition confined to the central square of the Holy Land, but in the end, I wanted to change all of the world’s perceptions.
He had no desire for his runcandel to become a symbol of new justice in place of Zipple. I didn’t even believe that. I just didn’t want to see the hypocrites of Zipline reigning over the world anymore.
‘Zipple guys have no choice but to step back. Unless I’m going to fight my sister and slaughter all the crowds.’
Maul shook his head. He was thinking the same thing as Jin. There is no reason to pressure Carl Ziple to end it any longer.
“…white night! Everyone returns to their hometown!”
Maul screaming in anger.
The wizards of the Midnight Sun felt the same way as Maul. It was the first time anyone had been subjected to such humiliation since becoming a special elite magician of Ziffle.
“Thought well, Sir Maul.”
Luna grinned and waved at Maul’s back as he turned around.
As Maul and the wizards of the Midnight Sun began to climb the stairs of light that extended under Cozek, Luna turned around as well.
“Let us also stop falling in, second rider.”
“All right.”
“Dino, see you later.”
Putting on their hoods again, the two slowly moved through the crowd.
Luna didn’t say hello to Lani on purpose. It was because no matter what he said, it could appear that Runcandel was trying to get involved in the Holy Kingdom.
It also feels like the name Runkandel is a little more cool that way.
The name that his youngest brother will definitely rule.
Wow-!
The subjects who used to use evil were now shouting. It was a cheer for the riders of Runcandel and a shout from the sense of victory that made Ziple retreat.
In the midst of it, Carl Ziffle was still tied up in restraints and was silent.
The white night did not pick up the knife before returning. It was only natural that the moment he took her back to his parents’ house, he would admit that the knife was a ‘tail’.
“Sir Carl, I have one last question. Do you really have anything to do with living experiments?”
Lani looked at the knife and said.
“Kill me. I don’t want to make excuses.”
“If it turns out that you are the real culprit in the future, of course you will. However, if it is perjury, you will rot in the dungeon of the Holy Kingdom for the rest of your life. Please put Sir Carl of the Golden Shield in a prison cell.”
* * *
All the reporters at the square in the afternoon got the biggest scoop of their lives.
Therefore, since the evening, breaking news has been updated like crazy all over the world.
Carl Zipple’s Confession, Dino’s Revelation, Kingelo’s Identity, Midnight Sun and Runcandel’s Confrontation, etc. Never in the last 10 years has an event spread so rapidly around the world in one country.
The Pens of Runcandel, represented by the Hufester Alliance, and the Pens of Ziple, represented by the Lutero Magic Federation, were literally fighting a war.
Runkandel advertised that the Midnight Sun, which had brought it all the way to Kojek, was unable to withstand the ‘Two Runkandel Horsemen’ and withdrew, and Ziple described it as if the Midnight Night had mercy.
However, even before the war began, the tide of victory leaned toward Runcandel.
It was obvious that the first revealer, Dino, belonged to Hufester, and that Midnight Sun went back without any results.
Neutral media outlets wrote articles inferring who the subject of the living golem was. It was at the level of copying the newsletter that Dino spread, but that was enough.
Their biggest concern was the name ‘Bamal’.
Who the hell is Barmal?
For what purpose are you uncovering Zipple’s corruption?
There were more people in the world who expressed their curiosity about him rather than the pain of Seongguk. It was a bitter reality that more people were enthusiastic about interesting stories than the suffering of others, but in the end, it was a great help to Seongguk.
It was because tracking Barmal’s whereabouts was the surest way to sort out the truth.
“Damn that human. What is it?”
Meanwhile, Murakan continued to vent his anger after leaving the plaza.
Because I missed Margiela.
“I’m sure he was following me well, but as soon as he entered the alley, he disappeared like smoke.”
“Okay, no one is to blame, so why are you so angry?”
“It’s strangely self-important. I’ve regained 40% of my strength, but I can’t believe I’m missing out on being human. Besides, seeing you disappear like that means you knew I was coming after you from the beginning? under!”
“I think Margiela also has some special powers. Like Jonah’s sister, Boubar, or Kingelo’s leader.”
“They aren’t even gods, so why do they keep using strange powers?”
“Demon Stone was originally made by Kingelo. They must want to become gods, too.”
It was a pity to miss Margiela.
But it wasn’t at all unexpected that Murakan missed out. There was no way he would have sent his beloved little sister away without any safeguards.
“Anyway, now is the end of repaying the favor. It will be difficult to find out the truth perfectly, but the situation has been created enough for Rani to ascend the throne after the trial and investigation.”
Rani has been playing the role of the focal point of the Holy Kingdom since the death of the fake King.
The treacherous bureaucrats were still not on her side, but as long as Ziple’s corruption was exposed, they could no longer be called powerful.
Because power comes from the people. Thanks to the newsletter and the list of Bitura scattered all over the world, the subjects were memorizing the names of the traitors.
Zipel can no longer empower them, so it’s over.
On the other hand, the subjects supported Rani without exception.
She still hadn’t left the square. And the plaza was packed with more subjects than when Carl Ziffle came.
Not exactly in the square, but in the entire capital of the Holy Kingdom. So many subjects came to protect her that even that large plaza could not accommodate them all.
Not only the subjects, but also many others who genuinely wanted to share the pain of the kingdom.
Not everyone in the world just wanted interest.
“That’s true. I don’t know if the religious guy can pull it off. Too big things happened for a human like him to handle. Even after becoming a jockey, take care of me often.”
“If you need someone to take care of it, it’s right that you don’t ascend the throne. Maybe Lord Rani will do just fine. Because he is a person who has not lost his faith even among those who reject him.”
“Anyway, it’s cold. What you said is right. In the human world, a king was such a being. Most of the things I’ve seen in my three thousand years have been things that aren’t like kings.”
A trial was due soon.
It was a trial for traitors, including High Priest Montiano and High Priest Conyu. As it was a trial hosted by the last remaining loyalists, they would not be able to avoid the death penalty.
‘Bitura lost his honor, his life, and his future after death. They should lose at least that much.’
When the trial is over, nearly 90% of the bureaucrats in the Holy Land will die.
A requiem for the director and the living golem victims was to be held next.
‘Anyway, I don’t know how Kingelo will help me.’
Suddenly, Jin recalls Margiela’s message.
The curiosity was resolved as soon as the sun rose the next day.
