Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 1466



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Episode 1466. Why did the Count learn such a strange technique?

Hirge is a special place for Elio.

Not only was it the place where he first set foot in another world, but it was also the place where he was appointed a knight and even received a title.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Hirhera was his second home.

Naturally, I have a special affection for Hirhera.

Wasn’t the first nickname you got ‘Guardian of Hirhera’?

As the guardian of Hierhera, he was determined to catch the ‘Butcher’.

I have information about the butcher.

A man with a knife scar on one cheek.

Although the Northern Kingdom’s army was almost completely gathered in Hierhera, there probably weren’t many people with sword marks on their faces.

Fabian said, putting down his half-empty beer mug.

“If he can hide his presence in that short of a time, he’s no ordinary guy.”

“Still, we’ll catch him because there’s a crucial clue.”

“But Count, how did you know that there was a cut on that guy’s cheek?”

As the military campaign neared its end, Fabian began to use the title ‘Count’ instead of ‘Commander’.

“I asked the dead people.”

“You’re telling jokes you’ve never made before?”

“This is no joke.”

“Hey, how do you talk to a dead person? They’re dead after all.”

“That’s right. I used to be really curious about what would happen if I died in this world. But now I’m not curious anymore.”

“What happens when you die?”

Elio asked back at Fabian’s question.

“Before that, what do they teach here?”

“I teach you to return to Mana Phtras.”

“Yeah, I’m not going back.”

“Well then? What happens?”

“I asked the dead man. Do you know what he said?”

“What did you say?”

“He said he had no memory until I called him out. It was like he was asleep. When I called him out, he came to his senses as if he had just woken up.”

“omg!”

“Are you surprised?”

“That’s right. Even if what the dead man said is true, isn’t it possible that he returned to Mana Phtras? You don’t know anyway, right?”

“I don’t know about anything else, but I know you’re a positive person.”

“Are you kidding?”

“what?”

“You’re talking about talking to the dead. Only high-ranking shamans can do that. And even shamans can’t go into such detail. If that were the case, there wouldn’t be any murderers that couldn’t be caught. The chief of police would have been a shaman. Isn’t that not the reality?”

“I learned it from the Demon Lord a while ago.”

Elio told the story of Murmor, the lord of Gronemia.

Fabian looked at Count Lagoa with bewildered eyes.

“If you have a corpse, you can summon the spirit of the dead?”

“When I did as Murmor taught me, a real soul appeared?”

“You don’t know if it’s real or fake?”

“Well, that’s true. But if you look at the description of the murderer, it seems similar… … . Could it be true?”

“That’s true.”

Fabian admitted coolly.

If it was a lie, their stories would have been different.

When you die, it’s like you’re asleep and have no memories of the afterlife.

It feels a bit confusing.

The two people, who had filled their bellies with side dishes, washed it down with beer and got up from their seats.

Fabian, who was looking around briefly, asked as he passed by.

“Where are you going now?”

“police.”

“Are you talking to a corpse again?”

“Oh, we might get more clues about the butcher.”

“Can I come with you?”

“Or so.”

Elio answered indifferently and walked towards Hirghera’s security unit.

After a while, Fabian came out of the warehouse where the corpses were stored and let out a long sigh.

“Haa! This is really, nonsense.”

“Are you surprised?”

“It’s not just surprising, it’s terrifying. When you die, you have no memories, as if you were asleep. But why would you wake up when the Count calls you? Shouldn’t you just stay asleep?”

“I don’t know the principle either. I don’t really want to know. I don’t need to know all the mysteries of the universe.”

“That’s it. Can I learn it too?”

“What are you going to do with your education? Catch murderers at the police station?”

“No. I just thought it might help.”

“It’s better for you not to learn.”

“Why? What harm would it do to learn it? Even the Count uses it to catch butchers.”

“Your meager karma cannot handle the consequences. You will be overwhelmed by the weight of the souls you have summoned.”

“Are you saying there are aftereffects?”

“Oh. If it’s weak, your dreams will be disturbed, but if it’s strong, several spirits may inhabit your body. There may be some spirits that don’t want to fall asleep again.”

“Oh my! Just hearing that makes me shudder. I won’t learn it. Please pretend I didn’t hear it.”

“I thought about it carefully. If you become a lord, just think about governing the territory well. Leave catching criminals to the police.”

“But why did you learn such a strange technique, Count?”

“Just in case.”

“Are you sure?”

“uh.”

In fact, Elio had learned it because he wondered, ‘Can I summon Namgung Yeon?’

Of course, the outcome cannot be guaranteed since Namgung Yeon did not die but went to Sanggye.

I’ve never summoned her before, even though I learned the art of summoning spirits.

If you’re curious, you can ask Gucheonhyeonnyeo, but what can you do by calling her who left you?

Fabian didn’t ask any further questions, thinking that Count Lagoa had learned to meet his deceased wife.

Just then it started to snow.

The two people who had been walking silently, each lost in their own thoughts, started to walk faster.

***

That night.

Fabian closed his eyes, but he couldn’t fall asleep easily.

After tossing and turning several times, at one point he suddenly sat up.

“Ahhh! This is driving me crazy.”

I couldn’t sleep.

Whenever I tried to fall asleep, the translucent spirit of Tracy Gold would come to mind.

It was a shock to him, who believed that he would naturally return to the arms of Mana Phtras when he died.

It goes without saying that those who have received the ‘Blessing of Mana’ believe in Mana Phtras even if they do not go to the Mana Phtras Temple.

But instead of being in Mana Phtras’ arms, she’s just sleeping?

I can understand up to that point.

But what does it mean to wake it up and call it out?

Fabian, who had been scratching his head, put a piece of firestone into the stove when he felt a chill.

Still, it was creepy.

Could this be the aftereffects that Count Lagoa spoke of?

He went back into bed, rubbing his aching shoulders with both hands.

‘If you go near someone who practices soul summoning, they’re not human.’

I think I went crazy for a moment when I asked you to teach me this horrible thing.

***

The next day.

As soon as day broke, Elio went to the headquarters of the Northern Kingdoms Allied Forces.

He taught the General Staff the outline of the Butcher and instructed them to spread it to the units stationed in Hirhera.

It is a matter of interest to none other than the Grand Master.

In less than an hour, the Butcher’s appearance was known throughout Hierhera.

Elio thought the identity of the butcher would be revealed in half a day.

However, there were no reports of sightings of the butcher until after lunchtime.

After dinner, Elio visited the police station to see the results.

The Sheriff’s Office.

Baron Dennis Hope, the chief constable, continued his explanation with a face of shame.

“… … So far, we have received three reports of suspected cases. Upon inspection, it turned out that they were not stab wounds, but rather simple scars. No one with a stab wound on their face has been reported yet.”

“People’s faces are cleaner than I thought. I thought there would be a lot more of them since they fought against the demons.”

“Would anyone have survived being hit in the face with a demon’s sword? It was probably caused by people fighting each other with swords. But even that didn’t happen. I don’t know who the culprit is, but he seems to have hidden himself very well.”

“Thank you for your hard work. If there’s anyone with a scar on their face, contact me.”

Elio patted Captain Dennis on the shoulder and turned around.

His expression as he left the police station was not good.

I thought I’d catch it any minute, but it’s unexpected.

“Huh! Right! Someone must have seen it coming and going… … .”

It’s not like they didn’t report it because they didn’t know that Hirghera was a small city.

Elio trudged back to the Western Army Garrison.

Days passed without any progress in arresting the butcher.

Three days before the unveiling ceremony, Elio sent out a notice to the Northern Kingdoms Alliance forces.

A huge monument was also erected at the site where the ice wall once broke.

There is still no writing engraved on the tombstone.

When the Demon Lords came, they planned to carve letters in the common language of the Demon and the continent.

Whenever the Northern Kingdoms allied forces gathered, they would talk about the tombstone and the unveiling ceremony.

“Will the Demon Lords come? I bet my left hand that they won’t.”

“It’s a problem even if we come. What if the Demon Lords make a surprise attack and destroy the Northern Kingdoms’ Allied Forces Command?”

“Count Lagoa seems too naive. He thinks of the demons as human nobles. Even if several monarchs attend, the promise will not be kept.”

“What about the illiterate demons? They can always step over the tombstone.”

“It’s a total mess.”

“I’m against the tombstone. If we just rely on the tombstone and the demons invade, we’ll have to beat them up first and then go to war. When our Northern Kingdom allied forces gather, we’ll have to preemptively push in and subdue them.”

“Count Lagoa is excellent in military force, but seems weak in strategy and tactics.”

“It’s the limitation of a commander who comes from the wild. I say that commanders should be appointed based on intelligence, not force.”

Elio often visited restaurants outside the campsite.

His face is little known compared to his continent-shaking fame.

For that reason, he had to endure harsh public criticism of the unveiling ceremony and the monument.

Elio didn’t particularly think badly of them.

These were the words he could say, not knowing what kind of being the Demon Lord was or how ruthless he could become.

A day before the unveiling ceremony.

Elio headed to the front lines of the garrison to inspect the tombstone.

He crossed several defense lines and finally stood tall in front of the tombstone.

It was a new experience to see a tombstone the size of a house.

By tomorrow the North will regain stability.

Next, we plan to go to the island and meet the Apostle of Mana Phtras.

One can guess what the Apostle of Mana Phtras will say.

‘Can you tell me where the magic stone of the evil god Shaitin is?’

Most likely it will be like that.

Mana Phtras did not tell us where the magic stone was inside the monolith.

The reason he put his apostles first in that work must have been to regain his lost status.

It’s not that I don’t understand, but I think it’s as political as humans.

If I destroy the magic stone of the evil god Shaitin, will the black sun disappear?

I wish that were the case.

He did not want to get deeply involved in the war between Mana Phtras and the evil Shaitin.

As I was looking at the tombstone, the tombstone erected on Namgung Yeon’s grave came to mind.

It’s been quite a while since she became a saint.

Maybe decades, or even centuries, have passed in the immortal realm.

Counting time became meaningless after he came to this world.

“Love… … Damn it.”

When I think of love, curses come to mind.

Love is eternal, but in a life as brief as a flash.

Even I am surrounded by women wherever I go.

Now that my connection with Namgung Yeon has been cut off, I can hug any woman I want just by extending my hand.

I can endure my attachment to Namgung Yeon for a while, but I can’t endure it for tens, hundreds, or thousands of years.

By then, my feelings for Namgung Yeon would have changed like dust.

“Before we leave this place, I have to catch that bastard who’s called a slaughterhouse… … .”

Elio tried hard to shake off thoughts of Namgung Yeon by thinking of the butcher.