Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 683

Published at 5th of September 2023 08:35:34 AM

Chapter 683 - Doesn't it mean something else?

It was difficult to understand Menua who had a rivalry.

Because, as she said, if ‘the sky of kings’ is a prison from which one cannot escape even after death, she will try to take her life somehow.

In fact, she ended up doing just that.

why the hell

Menua turned her back to jeokha.

“Why? I hate this world And I hate the creator god who created this world. Do you think that I will accept the living spirit of the creator god into me?”

“It's good for me. Please do not change your mind.”

I didn't want to meet Menua, who has high self-esteem, as an enemy.

Being absurdly strong is a bonus.

“You are the one who. I don't want to regret my decision to keep you alive.”

Although she still doesn't like it, Yeon Je-ha asked, feeling like saying goodbye.

“Are you leaving now?”

“I never came, so I don’t go.”

As soon as Menua took a step, her new form suddenly disappeared.

Yeonjeokha looked around her room with her bewildered eyes.

The voice of her menua still lingers in my ears, but I couldn't see her person.

Her window and door were closed, so what trick did Menua get away with?

"what? Did I see anything wrong?”

She seemed possessed by her own ghost.

A weak-minded person would surely think that he had a dream or was possessed by a ghost.

“Obviously I opened the door and came in… … .”

When she left, she disappeared like a ghost.

Why did she open the door and come in when Menoah has such an ability?

'Could it be that he woke me up?'

If she hadn't woken up when the door opened, she would have screamed in surprise.

The nephew, who had been sitting quietly, lay down on her bed again.

Who is Menua?

When she recalled her overwhelming presence, it did not occur to her that she was human.

If it wasn't for her belief in the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit, she would have run away twelve times.

She must be one of the gods she has never met before.

A god who hates the Creator!

Is it because they know the reality of ‘The Sky of Kings’?

It's her pity for her rather than 'menua is wrong'.

She hated this world so much that she didn't even want to have her baby here.

next day.

Simtong Jinyin, who was having breakfast at the inn restaurant, suddenly looked around.

“Can’t you see Menunim today?”

shimtong had been using respect for Menua since some time ago.

Yeonjeokha replied with a sullen face.

“she’s gone.”

“You went?”

"uh."

“Did you go and come back? Or is she gone forever?”

“I don’t know. He's not the kind of person who comes when he says he's coming and goes when he says he's gone.”

Ménoir did as she pleases.

Surprisingly, no one in Cheonjijong said anything to her like that.

“It doesn’t.”

Then jeokha that was shaking her head suddenly asked.

“Who is Menusama?”

“Who are you?”

“It was because I didn’t feel awkward or angry when I used to criticize Grand Master at such a young age. Didn't Grand Master just leave it alone?”

“Who do you think Shim Jin-in looks like?”

He thought he might know who she was if he had a discerning eye enough to have a crush on him.

But his hopes were soon dashed.

“I don’t know at all. I'm sure he's not a normal person though."

“Anyone would say something like that.”

Then, the union of Geomjisan, who was sitting next to Yeonjeokha, intervened.

“There is no such person in the sect. He will be one of the Nine Lords or Eight Kings.”

Yeonjeokha turned his head slightly and saw the face of the black-finger union.

“God?”

“Yes, Macheon has never invaded on such a large scale. The fate of the Savior is at stake, so the gods will be watching with interest.”

“Is there such a young god? You look like you're about twelve now."

“I heard that the incarnation of a god changes from time to time according to the mind of the god.”

“What does being twelve mean?”

shimtong muttered involuntarily.

“Wouldn’t that be the best time ever?”

“The best time ever? Do you think Shim Jin-in had the best time then? That was the worst time for me.”

When you're 12, it's time to be locked up in a shed like a dog.

Except for Gucheonhyeonnyeokyung, there were only narrow, dull memories.

Thinking of the warehouse reminded me of her aunt Baek Mi-joo and her half-brothers and sister.

“Is it because I am getting older? I am not so resentful now.”

Geomjisan union didn’t know what they were talking about, so they only looked at it.

He said with shimtong.

“It was because I took revenge coolly. Didn't I tell you? When you take revenge, you have to do it generously so that there is no regret left.”

“Is that really what it was like?”

“Of course not. Don't dwell on revenge, that's all bullshit. Because I'm not capable, I comfort myself that way. Even Grand Master, how lighthearted are you?”

“… … .”

He nodded his head in suspense.

If he hadn't taken revenge, he would have suffered with painful memories to this day.

“What was Menoah like when he was 12?”

This time, even the shimtong was not easy to answer.

It was because he had a hard time even if he had a rivalry right in front of him.

Yeonjeokha muttered as he was digging through the food with chopsticks.

“I hope you like it. It's terrible if you're walking around like you were in your bad days.”

Although Menoah said ‘God has no emotions’, somehow that doesn’t seem to be the whole story.

Come to think of it, just last night she said she hated her creator god.

“He was a liar.”

Maybe I'll see her again.

I hoped that such a day would never come.

First day of June.

Hansanju Wiryeseong.

Cheonjijong Jongsan Wondeoksan.

At noon.

Yeon Jeok-he and forty-five masters of the Cheonji sect finally returned to the Tianchi sect mountain.

The union of Gokbunjo, the footman of the castle tower, greeted the Daejongsa party at the entrance of the mountain.

“Why are the song unions all coming out to meet you?”

“I’ll take you to Anhak Palace.”

"What? Are you afraid I don’t know the way?”

Knowing clearly the circumstances of the affair, I hung up on my horse's tail for no reason.

It's because I don't want to see the disciples of the Cheonji sect scrambling around in Gwangmyeongjincheon.

“Gwangmyeong Jincheon-nim is waiting for Grand Master at Anhak Palace.”

“At Anhak Palace? Then how about Mr. Bing?”

Anhakgung was the residence of Bingseolhwa and herself.

No matter how much Gwangmyeongjincheon is the highest god, there is no way he would try to use the same space as Bingseolhwa.

“Lord Bing has away at Salt Field.”

“Did you remove the stone with the rolled stone?”

Then, the union of the Gok sub-workers waved his hand with a white face.

“Absolutely not. Don't say anything bad about it. Mr. Bing said he misses the Fireworks and moved his residence for a while.”

It must have been that he missed the horse and moved because Gwangmyeong-Jincheon felt burdensome.

I hated the gokbunjo union who made excuses for Gwangmyeong Jincheon even though I knew that.

“The Song Union.”

"yes?"

“Stand straight in line. Think carefully about who you will be living with for a long time.”

"yes? yes."

The Gokbunjo union just bowed its head and made no excuses.

Shrimp's back exploded in a fight with a whale, his situation was like that now.

However, no matter how unpleasantly the Grand Master accepted it, Gwangmyeong-Jincheon took precedence.

Anhak Palace.

The Gokbunjo union took Yeon Jeokha, the Grand Master, to the Anhe Palace as if he were his guest.

He was dumbfounded by the way the host and guest were turned over, but he could understand it on the other hand.

The opponent is the greatest god in this world.

It is strange if the Gokbunjo union is not afraid of Gwangmyeong-Jincheon.

After a while, the songbunjo union reached the front of Daejeon and cleared his throat.

“The Grand Master has arrived.”

No sound could be heard from inside.

However, the Gokbunjo union pointed inward to Yeon Jeok-ha as if they were used to it.

Yeon-jeok-ha, who was standing with a shit-chewed face, passed the grain-making union and went inside.

A middle-aged man in his thirties was sitting in the seat of honor.

The moment our eyes met, I flinched without realizing it.

'Ugh!'

It felt like my entire body had been pierced by hundreds of arrows.

It was only after taking half a step back that he realized his true condition and blushed.

Is this what you call a god?

Strange emotions such as fear, guilt, and shame came like a wave.

When Yeon Jeok-ha was perplexed in the flood of unfamiliar emotions, Gwangmyeong-jincheon said.

“It must have been a lot of hardship. Sit comfortably.”

It was only after hearing his voice that I was freed from the bizarre feeling.

There was tension on the jeokha face.

Even though they had only exchanged glances once, their backs were damp as if they had been stabbed.

When Yeon Jeok-ha sat down, Gwangmyeong-jincheon continued talking.

“The Port of Ades Saltena is called one of the three most beautiful ports. What did it look like in your eyes?”

“It was beautiful.”

Contrary to his uncomfortable feelings, words of honour flowed out of his partner's mouth.

To that extent, the energy emitted by Gwangmyeongjincheon overwhelmed all things.

"Who the hell are you?"

At the sudden question, Yeonjeokha raised his head.

As soon as he met Jincheon's eyes, which were blazing like the sun, his heart began to beat uncontrollably.

“I am a owner… … .”

“I am asking about your true history.”

In an instant, he thought of Menua as if he were in a relationship.

She didn't doubt when she said she was from another world. No, in retrospect, she acted like she already knew.

There is no way that the best newcomer, Gwangmyeong Jincheon, doesn't know what she knows.

'You know everything, right?'

He straightened her shoulders and lifted her chin.

“My name is Yeonjeokha. This is the head of the Seokgyeongjang in Yeogang-hyeon, Namjiryeseong.”

The corner of Gwangmyeong Jincheon's mouth went up slightly.

“Does Guju have the surname Nam Ji-rye?”

"no."

“If so, where is the castle?”

“It's a different world. They say it’s a world lower than the ‘Heaven of Kings’ here.”

“You said you came from the underworld?”

"yes."

Gwangmyeong Jincheon nodded her head as if he understood.

If the masters of the sect come and go and she hears it, she will be the flagship.

But she didn't ask about the other world with the face of her disinterest in Gwangmyeong Jincheon.

She, like the sun in love, was more surprised by his indifferent attitude than by his eyes.

So I asked without knowing.

“Isn’t it surprising that you came from another world?”

“It is impossible Should I be surprised?”

"ah… … .”

I realized that Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who is in a row, is one of the highest gods.

I don't know if there will be anything surprising to God.

Gwangmyeong Jincheon's voice came to Yeonjeokha's ears as he was lost in thought.

“Did you foresee the invasion of the Heavenly Savior?”

"no. I didn't foresee it, did you say Moloch right before he died?”

Then Gwangmyeong Jincheon said with a benevolent smile.

“I heard that the masters of other sects took it lightly, but you did not.”

“Because it wasn’t something insignificant.”

“Isn’t it because you mean something else?”

“You mean something else?”

I couldn't understand the meaning of Gwangmyeong Jincheon, who was talking, and asked again.

Then, Gwangmyeongjincheon made a sound like thunder from the blue sky.

“If you had no other intentions, why did you accompany the demon?”

"yes? Did I accompany the devil?”

Yeonjeokha looked at Gwangmyeongjincheon with absurd eyes.

Have you ever been with a demon?

I don't know what kind of bad name that is.

One day, the Mahasura (Devil) that I saw in the 'Shindang of the Three Thousand' was an Asura.

He swears that he has never accompanied an entity resembling Asura.

If so, the masters of the Chunji sect would have been the first to make a fuss.

Chapter end