Heavenly Inquisition Sword novel - chapter 129

Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 129

Publishedat 5th of May 2023 05:29:14 AM

Chapter 129

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“Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus

Chapter 129 – Upside now

People gathered in a circle around the campfire and sat down.

Since he was homeless, this time the coachman and director, who had always acted separately, were with him.

tadak. tadak.

After a while, all we could hear was the dry wood burning.

Jin Seol-ha, who had been waiting for the right time, spoke.

“Yeon Sohyeop, walking around Gangho is harder than I thought, right?”

“Yes. Is Jean Sozer, okay?”

“Hey! I have been sitting all day and my back hurts to the point of death.”

Jin Seol-ha made a sound of pain like a child.

“Shall we increase the break time a little from tomorrow? I don’t care what anyone would say anyway.”

“really? I wish I could have done that. I liked it because I used my body to pick up trees. Yeon So-hyeop, too, try to move a little whenever you have a break.”

“If that’s the case, I’m helping the coachman too, right?”

As he spoke, he looked at the director who had a relationship.

It was only in my heart, but in reality, I was just messing around with him.

“Oh, that’s right. Take it easy. You don’t have to do that.”

Her director, who was warming her hand, glanced at her.

For some reason, she felt unfair to hear such a thing after she had finished her work alone.

“Ooh! cold.”

Issa rubbed her hands in an exaggerated motion.

That was the maximum emotional expression that the coachman could do.

The couple scratched their heads for no reason and pretended not to hear the heartache.

After a while, Seol Chsu brought the dry weight that was loaded on the wagon.

People who had nothing to do grabbed one or two dry goods in their hands and bit them.

The dry weight in winter was hard enough to make your teeth hurt, but no one complained.

Isa, who had been mumbling for a while, jumped up and took out an iron pot from the wagon.

“Hehe, I thought I might boil some water.”

As people stared at it, Issa smiled and said it like an excuse.

He nodded his head with a face he wished everyone would.

The Blue Cloud Sword Namgungcheon pointed to one side.

“There is a stream a little way down there.”

“Yes, yes.”

Isa took the pot and walked diligently in the direction Namgungcheon pointed.

In the meantime, Seol Chsu and Yoo Geun-shik have been fixing around the bonfire so that they can hang the cauldron.

Director returned after about 15 minutes.

He put the pot of water over the campfire and put in the right amount of rice.

When steam rises and the sound of boiling porridge is heard, people’s expressions become much softer.

Issa was not satisfied with rice porridge, so he brought things from the wagon and put them in.

The more it did, the more subtle the smell.

It is when everyone’s eyes are fixed on the cauldron.

Urgent footsteps were heard in the distance.

Everyone has a puzzled face, but Gu Cheon-no also has a calm expression on his face.

Yeonjeokha, who saw this, grumbled lightly.

“Old Shim, can you see the pot now? Did you even hear that sound?”

“Hehe. If it was the famous cult, they would have moved secretly. There must be a lot of bad guys running around, so what do you care so much about?”

“Is that so… … .”

With a confused face, he pushed a branch with his foot and put it into the bonfire.

Sparkling embers soared into the sky.

At the words of heart pain, Namgungcheon nodded her head in admiration.

“Shin Noh Bae is right. The masters don’t make that loud noise. I don’t know who it is, but I’m guessing he saw the light and ran.”

Soon after, two men came running panting in the dark.

But whoever they came from fighting with was miserable for the two of them.

Kun-won, a man in his thirties whose upper body was stained with blood, looked around at Yeon Jeok-ha with a wary face.

He asked with a slightly relieved face when he saw the kettle and the wagon.

“haha! Can I take a break and go?”

Chasoo Seol turned his head toward the heartache involuntarily.

Heartache did not speak katabuta.

Seol Chsu, who learned from his experience that it was not a refusal, replied on behalf of the party.

“Come on. But what are you two doing?”

A man in his thirties came forward as if he were a senior.

“We are the people of Bokseong Sangbang in Chuseong. My name is Kunwon, the owner of Tongcheondae. My companion is my subordinate, Jo Jung.”

“It is an adjustment.”

A man in his late twenties looked up.

After a brief introduction, Kun-Won asked cautiously.

“Can you know the great names of the knights?”

Seol Chsoo looked at Geon-won with a puzzled face.

Seeing that they were called knights, they seemed to think that all of them were sectarian warriors.

Without thinking, Seol Chsoo pointed to his party and said.

“I am the Seol Chasu of Cheondomun in Jeongju. On the other side is Yoo Geun-sik from Golden Gate, and Jin Seol-ha from Changin-mun.”

He just omitted the others.

It is because they cannot mention their names without their permission.

Kun Won and Jo Jung did not ask if the introduction of the three people was enough.

At that time, Isa scooped rice porridge and politely offered it to Yeon Jeok-ha.

Soon followed by Simtong, Namgungcheon, and Namgungyeon.

Thinking of the hard work of moving, Seol Chsu and his party scooped up their own porridge.

The director approached and said softly, as if the two people covered in blood looked pitiful.

“Ministers, there are plenty left, so if you want to eat, you can eat.”

“Ah, yes. I will eat it thanks.”

Kun-Won and Court brought the porridge without hesitation, perhaps feeling relaxed.

While waiting for the porridge to cool, Seol Chsu asked.

“By the way, did you meet a thief on the way up? Were there bandits around here?”

“Oh, no. It’s not… … .”

Kunwon could not answer right away and paused.

Then Simtong, who was far away, stared at Geonwon with terrifying eyes.

‘omg!’

It was only then that Kunwon realized that he was in a position where he had to answer honestly.

“Actually, we have been fighting with Manri Sangbang in Jining for a month over commercial rights.”

“her! You’ve been fighting for a month?”

It was difficult for Seol Chsoo to understand Kun-won’s words.

Why did they fight for so long with the same superiors, not even Murim’s breakwater?

It was more like a commercial problem rather than Eun-won.

“yes. Previously, the Justice alliance mediated, so there was no major fight between the two sides.”

“ah!”

Seol Chsoo, a member of the Jeongui Meng, nodded his head with a bitter face.

Thinking about it, I think it might be.

“All of this is actually because of Luoyang’s Baekse Sangbang. They touched several parties, but no one intervened. Then the other superiors realized. That it is survival of the fittest.”

“Then are other places fighting too?”

“There is no famous Sangbang that has not drawn its sword. Most of them are affiliated with famous churches or the Justice alliance, so mediation is now impossible.”

“her! Then it’s no better than a real Moorim breakwater fight, right?”

Jo Jung, who had been quietly eating porridge, intervened.

“More than that. There is almost no Moorim breakwater that is not involved in this fight. Even the secular disciples of Chilpaimun are being mobilized.”

“Yah! I didn’t know that again. It was quiet even when we were in Jeongju.”

Then, Yoo Geun-sik said a word.

“That’s because Brother Seol didn’t pay attention. There were many fights between the two sides of Jeongju Island.”

“really?”

“Because it is.”

“No, if you are upstairs, do business. Why are you fighting?”

“It’s because I’m trying to swallow things that make good money. Cheondomun must have had no helper? Our Golden Checkpoint was very troubled by that issue.”

“uh. We’re not big enough to work with the upper hand. There are not many disciples.”

At his self-deprecating words, Jin Seol-ha exclaimed.

“Oops! so you didn’t know You guys are not joking right now. It’s because it says go away during the war.”

“Is that enough?”

Yeon Jeok-ha muttered as he watched Seol Chsu and his party chatting loudly.

“I hope everyone is doing well.”

By now, most of the sworn brothers who had descended from the mountain would have settled down.

It is obvious that it is a job for unmanned people unless they directly establish a munpa.

None of them have anything to do with the upper side.

His heart was heavy because he had witnessed the lives of Poongyeoncho and Takgomyeong not too long ago.

He said that he had a heartache and was not eating porridge.

“Slurp. Chop, suck. It won’t be a big deal. If something happens, I will avenge you tenfold or a hundredfold.”

“Tsk! Just know that Old Sim’s words don’t help me at all.”

The younger brother clicked his tongue.

Revenge for wishing you well?

What’s the use of revenge after it’s happened!

“Ah, Confucius-nim, will you use your own hands? It’s cumbersome, but that’s okay.”

“Ugh! I don’t mean that. I don’t want revenge to happen. okay?”

“Tsueup, jeop. Don’t think of them like children who were put out by the water. Even if Confucius is struggling, everyone is bound to follow their path anyway.”

“Oh, dirty. Don’t be squeamish about getting something between these teeth. The listener’s appetite runs away.”

“Tsueup. Did I?”

“really! this old man! You’re doing this on purpose, right?”

“Oops! Absolutely not. If it was done on purpose, I would be struck by lightning and die.”

“Just one more time and I’ll make a thunderbolt fall on Old Sim’s head.”

The yeon really intended to drop the thunderbolt sword on the head of the heartache.

The stinging pain made no sound.

Another uninvited guest came before the meal of Kunwon and the court was over.

Ten warriors jumped out of the darkness with loud footsteps.

They were the warriors of the Millennium.

Kun-Won and Jo-Jung rose from their seats with shocked faces.

Kyeong-cheom, a warrior from the upper reaches of Manri who had been pursuing with his subordinates, shouted.

“Geonwon! You’ve been hiding here! It’s a flea to run. Stop giving up and surrender!”

However, Kunwon and the court secretly blended into Seol Chsu’s group.

For a moment, the sage narrowed his eyes.

The seven men and women did not know what kind of relationship they had with Bokseong Sangbang, so it was ambiguous to use their hands.

Gyeong-cheom, who was sweeping the seven men and women, said to Seol Chsu, who was at the front.

“I am Xiaoquan Dae Daeju Jingquan of the Millennium District of Jining. We are in dispute with Fukseong Sangbang. Do you have any relationship with them?”

“Not at all. We were just taking a break here.”

At those words, Kyeong-chun’s complexion slightly changed.

It brightened.

“Ah, that’s right. Will you cooperate with us in capturing them?”

Seol Chsoo looked at Gyeong-cheom and Yeon Jeok-ha alternately with an ambiguous face. He had been involved in the Justice Alliance for almost three years, but this was the first time.

“What kind of cooperation are you asking for?”

“As you can see, they are hiding behind you.”

Jin Seol-ha coldly cut him off.

“So you’re asking us to hand these two over to you now?”

“… … .”

Kyung-chun hesitated at the woman’s cold words.

She honestly was going to say something like that, but she seems wrong given the vibe.

It was an unreasonable request from the start.

Because there would be no one who would do that in a situation like this.

Hearing what he said to Yeonjeokha, his heartache, which had been awkward, was revived again, and he sneered, saying, “Hey!”

“You live and see all the stars. Those who shamelessly try to take advantage of others, or those who recklessly tease their snouts without knowing who they are.”

His words hardened the complexion of not only Geonwon and the court, but also Gyeongcheom and his party.