Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 249

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:03:19 PM

Margiela deliberately put Bishkel in trouble at the one-legged party, and he didn't look very good in enjoying it.

'I thought you were a bit mischievous back then, but she was also a Kinselo.'

It was unexpected. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I didn't think he would belong to the evil pseudo (Jin defined Kinselo that way).

And why, at this moment, did he reveal his identity?

'Kindelo will help me. So let me have a break?"

He would have sent another unit simply to deliver such a message to Jin.

Not just because Margiela's body is uncomfortable. Vishkel was an executive of Kinselo, and she was the only sister Vishkel cared dearly for.

If it's been Kinselo, I know that most of the time, but you're sending your precious sister away?

It was an unconvincing point for Jin.

'I don't know what it is, but she......somehow I feel like Jonah and Bubar might have special powers.'

You can find out.

It was meaningless to worry about it with a headache. Jean decided to reply to her first.

Instead of blinking her mouth like she did, she used a gesture of universal communication.

Me?

a gin that points to itself with the index finger

He was going to pretend he didn't understand Margiela's message.

'Kinselo will help you.'

Margiela mouthed again.

Jin made another gesture, "Me?" and then looked left and right for no reason and shrugged as if he didn't know the English sentence.

Then Margiela patted his chest as if frustrated.

'No, Looncandel doesn't even learn to read lips?'

I tried several times, but the result was the same. By the fourth time, Jean had not even looked at her side at all. Margiela eventually judged that Jean was not getting her message.

a totally unexpected development for her

I wanted to take a little more risk and go near Jin's and deliver it by voice, not by mouth. It wasn't easy because of the wheelchair.

It was no wonder that Jin pretended not to understand.

'Kinselo helps me no matter what I do. You don't have to play along with them if you're so active.'

It was obvious why he decided to help himself. It was natural to take a closer look at them because they were putting a dump on the jipple.

"Jin."

"Why, Murakan."

"That wheelchair guy over there, I think he keeps saying something to you?"

"Don't look at her, take a good look at her from now on. I'll see you later.”

"Is it your taste?"

"No, it's Kinselo. Bring him in quietly when the crowd breaks up.”

"It was an unattainable love.”

"You can do it, right?”

"That's a piece of cake."

Don't kill the reporter! Get to the bottom of it!

Still the angry crowd was shouting.

Half of those who cursed at Jipple and half of those who cheered for Looncandel, who were blocking their way.

Luna and Joshua just looked at the white-night sorcerers. Jipple can't do this or that.

Those who were making fun of pens all over the crowd touched Jin's vision. They were all journalists.

It was a strange composition.

The Jipple, which used to be a symbol of good and justice, is being pointed out, while the Looncandel, which used to be a symbol of evil and passivity, is being supported.

It was the composition that Jean wanted.

Now it is only a structure limited to the central square of the Holy Land, but in the end, I wanted to change all the world's perceptions.

There was no hope that his Looncandel would be a symbol of new justice on behalf of the Giffle. I didn't believe that. However, I didn't want to see the hypocrites of Jipple reign over the world anymore.

'Jipple bastards, we have no choice but to back down. Unless you're going to fight your sister, slaughter the whole crowd.'

Maul shook his head. He had the same thought as Jean. There is no justification for pressuring Carl Zipple to end it.

"......Baek! Everyone is going back to their homes!"

Maul shouting angrily.

The White Night Wizards felt the same way as Maul. It was all the first time that I had received such humiliation since I became a top-notch wizard for Jipple.

"Good thinking, Lord Maul."

Luna smiled and waved at the back of Maul, who turned around.

As Maul and the Wizards of the White Night began to climb the steps of light that stretched out under the Cosech, Luna turned around, too.

"Let's get out of here, second-term."

"Okay."

"Dino, I'll see you later."

Again the two hooded men slowly moved into the crowd.

Luna did not greet Laney separately on purpose. No matter what he said, it was because Looncandel could appear to be trying to get involved in the Holy Land.

It feels like the name Looncandel is getting a little cooler.

No doubt, the name that his youngest brother will rule over.

Whooooooooooooooo!

The evil-doing people were now shouting. It was a shout of joy to the riders of Looncandel and a sense of victory that made Jipple retreat.

In it, Carl Zipple was still speechless, tied to a fast ball.

The White Night did not pack the sword before going back. The moment he took her home again, it was only natural that Jipple himself admitted that the knife was a "tailed."

"Sir Carl, I'll ask you one last question. Do you really have anything to do with biopsy?"

said Laney, looking at the knife.

"Kill me, I don't want to make excuses."

"If it turns out that you're the real culprit in the future, of course I will. But perjury means you'll rot in the dungeons of the Holy Land for life. Golden shield, put Lord Carl in jail."

* * *

Reporters in the afternoon square all had the greatest scoop of their lives.

Thus from the evening the breaking news was updated frantically all over the world.

Karl Zipple's confession, Dino's revelation, Kinselo's identity, the confrontation between the White Night and the Looncandel and so on. In nearly a decade, events in a country have never spread so quickly around the world.

The fenbies of Looncandel, represented by the Hufester Allies, and the fenbies of Jipple, represented by the Rutero Magicalyon Room, were simply at war.

Looncandel advertised that the white nights brought to Cosech had retreated because they could not overcome the "two Looncandel riders," and Jipple described it as if it had been a mercy.

But even before the war began, the victory had been tilted toward Looncandel.

It was obvious that Dino, the first exposer, belonged to Hufester, and that Baekya returned without results.

Neutral media outlets have written articles inferring who is the main body of the biogolem. Dino's newsletter was the same level of copying, but that was enough.

Their biggest concern was the name 'Bamel.'

Who the hell is Barmal?

For what purpose are you uncovering the irregularities of the Zipple?

There were more people who showed their curiosity about him than the pain of the Holy Land. It was a bitter reality that more people were enthusiastic about interesting stories than the suffering of others, but as a result, it was of great help to the Holy Land.

It was because tracking down Bamel's track record was the surest way to find out the truth.

"Damn it, that man. What the hell?"

Meanwhile, Murakhan continued to vent his anger after leaving the square.

Because I missed Margiela.

"I was definitely following well, but as soon as I entered the alley, it disappeared like smoke."

"Okay, why are you so angry when no one blames you?"

"It hurts my pride strangely. I've regained 40 percent of my strength, and I can't believe he's missing a human. Besides, if you look at it like that, it means you knew I was coming after you from the beginning. Ha!"

"I think Margiela also has some special power. Like Jonah's sister or Bubar, or the head of Kinselo."

"They're not gods. Why do you keep using weird force?”

"Masinseok is the work of Kinselo in the first place. You want to be God, they want to."

I was sorry to miss Margiela.

But it wasn't entirely unexpected that Murakan would miss it. There is no way he would have sent his beloved sister without any safeguards.

"In any case, it's now the end of the grace-taking. It's hard to find out the truth completely, but after the trial and investigation, there's enough room for Laney to take the throne.”

Lani had been playing the central role of the Holy Land since the death of the fake King Seong.

The betrayed officials were still not on her side, but now that Jipple's corruption was revealed, they could no longer be called powerful men.

Because power comes from the people. Thanks to the fact that the list of Bittura was spread all over the world, the people were memorizing the names of the traitors.

The jipple is over because it can no longer empower them.

On the other hand, every single citizen supported Rani.

She was still in the square. And in the square, there were more people than Carl Zipple did when he came.

Not exactly the square, but the entire capital of the Holy Land. She was visited by so many people that even the vast square could not accommodate her.

Not only the believers, but also others who wanted to share the pain of the Holy Land purely.

Not everyone in the world wants to be interested.

"That's true. I don't know if you can do this, religious boy. Too big a thing for a man to handle. Even after I become a jockey, I often take care of him."

"If someone has to take care of you, it's right not to be crowned. Lord Laney will do well. He's a man who never lost faith even in those who reject him."

"Cold as a lamb. Well, you're right. That's what a king is in the human world. Most of what I've seen over 3,000 years was not like a king."

The trial was about to take place.

The trial was aimed at traitors, including Montiano and Conyu. As it was a trial hosted by the last remaining loyal subjects, they could not avoid the death penalty.

'Bitura lost his honor and his life, and his future after his death. They should lose at least that much.'

At the end of the trial, the Holy Land official will die nearly 90 percent.

The state funeral and the promenade for the victims of the biorhythm were to be held next.

'By the way, I don't know how he's going to help me.'

Jean suddenly recalls Margiela's message.

The question was answered as soon as the sun rose the next day.

Chapter end