Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 1473



Only Noblemtl

1473. Why do you think so?

Contrary to Elio’s wishes, the wyverns seemed unwilling to just pass by the airship.

The wyverns flew in a straight line towards the airship.

The faces of the knights and musketeers on deck hardened with tension.

In the sky, the wyvern is called invincible because of its powerful fighting power.

At that moment, a strange sound came from the wyvern group.

Kwaaaaah!

Kwaaaaah!

Syncree shuddered at the eerie sound.

Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine and my body became stiff.

Syncre wasn’t the only one who had physical abnormalities.

The sword beginners on the deck flinched with pale faces.

Elio immediately released his aura and enveloped the airship.

Only then did the frozen bodies of the Sword Beginners begin to relax.

Syncrea asked, panting.

“Master, what just happened?”

“I was hit by a peer.”

“ah!”

Syncrea looked at the wyvern with tired eyes.

Peer is not effective against opponents stronger than himself.

So that meant those wyverns were stronger than sword beginners.

At that moment the airships turned to the right.

Immediately afterwards, magic cannons began to fire from a dozen or so holes in the side of the aircraft.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! KWAANG―!

It’s a magical cannon fired from twelve airships.

Half of them missed, but about fifty magical projectiles struck the wyverns.

But what is this!

Of the fifty or so wyverns, not a single one crashed.

Rather, it seemed as if the wyverns were getting angrier, and their movements became faster.

Still, the airships continued to fire their magic cannons without stopping.

In reality, there is nothing you can do other than shoot magic cannons.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! KWAANG―!

After the second bombardment, a change occurred.

The wyvern has finally fallen.

Although there were only about a dozen of them, cheers erupted from the knights and musketeers.

“Wow!”

“I’m dying!”

“Keep shooting!”

But the situation was not favorable for the unfairness.

The wyverns approached the airship while two bombardments were being fired.

As the wyverns approached within thirty meters, the knights and musketeers each took out their weapons.

Elio, who had been watching, also pulled out the Sword of Void.

The musketeers were one step ahead.

Pupupupuung!

The magic bullet hit the wyvern’s torso and wings directly.

Of the twelve airships, only two are for logistics, while the other ten are for combat.

Each battleship carried seventy musketeers and thirty knights.

Among them, thirty-five musketeers were deployed on the left side.

Since there are ten airships, it means that three hundred and fifty musketeers are firing magic bullets.

Another dozen or so wyverns came close and fell down.

However, the number of wyverns remaining was as high as a hundred.

It seemed as if a sword shadow was forming in the sky, but soon it began to pour down like rain.

This is Elio’s Cheonsan Sword Spirit.

Kwakwakwakwakwa!

About fifty wyverns were hit directly by the Cheonsan Sword Spirit and broke away from the battle line.

For a moment, a bitter smile appeared on Elio’s lips.

This is because there were more wyverns than expected who were hit by the Cheonsan Sword Spirit and survived unscathed.

‘Well, I survived even after being hit by the magic cannon… … .’

I wanted to use the Cheonsan Sword Spirit again, but the distance was too close.

It was time to leave it to the Imperial Army, as even the air force could suffer damage.

Finally, the fifty or so surviving wyverns and the airship collided.

The wyvern attacked the human with its sharp beak and claws.

As the distance grew closer, the musketeers were gripped by fear and were unable to respond properly.

Gunshots rang out intermittently, but most people were busy crouching and avoiding them.

About thirty knights aboard each airship stepped forward to protect the musketeers.

This is what is called role reversal.

Kwaaaaah!

Kwaaaaah!

Several knights staggered at the wyvern’s fiery breath coming from close range.

Still, most of the knights stood their ground and swung their swords vigorously.

Kakakan! Kaang!

A strange metallic sound rang out as the wyvern’s beak, claws, and longsword collided.

Most of the unfair attacks were successfully defended, but not all.

For the mid-positioned airship, we were out of luck.

The number of wyverns attacking was so great that the knights could not stop them all.

The wyverns either bit the musketeers with their beaks or snatched them with their forked feet and flew into the sky.

“Eww!”

“Save me!”

A dozen musketeers were dragged away by the wyvern.

The excited wyverns snatched humans from the air and tore them to pieces.

The magic cannon of the airship once again fired at the fifty or so wyverns that had spread their distance.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! KWAANG―!

This time, the bodies of about thirty wyverns burst due to accumulated wounds.

The twenty or so surviving wyverns quickly turned around and ran away.

The Thousand Mountain Sword Spirit fell once more upon the fleeing wyverns.

Kwakwakwakwakwa!

Everyone died, leaving only one wyvern flapping its wings dangerously as it drifted away.

The knights and musketeers on the airship waved their arms and shouted, ‘Wow!’

The first battle that took place in the Abyss ended in a one-sided victory for humans.

Elio’s expression was not bright when everyone was cheering.

Seeing the Master’s expression, Synclair asked cautiously.

“Why are you like this, Master?”

“The wyvern is too strong.”

“But we won. Over a hundred came and only one managed to escape.”

“They’re not even demons, they’re just monsters… … They’re too strong.”

Up until now, there has been no monster that has been hit by the Cheonsan Sword Spirit and survived unscathed.

Could this also be an effect of the black sun?

If the Abyss monsters had become stronger than before, the conquest would not have been smooth.

“Too strong?”

Syncrea tilted her head.

Only one wyvern managed to escape, so how can it be so strong?

“Most of them should have fallen into the magic cannon… … Didn’t they only get halfway there? If it had been like before, there wouldn’t have been any close combat.”

“… … .”

Only then did the smile disappear from Syncrea’s face.

Although they had defeated the monsters, they realized that the situation was not favorable for humans.

A moment later, twelve airships landed in a wide field.

To secure a space for dinner and sleeping.

The knights and musketeers quickly dispersed to find their own work.

Elio’s position in the expeditionary force – incongruous with his presence – was staff officer.

His adjutant was Viscount Denny Logue.

As they were only nominal staff officers and adjutants, there was little conversation between them.

Still, the Count of Loge followed Count Lagoa like a shadow.

To others, it seemed like he was faithful to his mission, but to Syncrea, it seemed very strange.

After dinner, Sinklair, who was learning marksmanship from Count Lagoa, whispered.

“Master, this guy called Adjutant is a bit strange.”

“why?”

“You just follow your teacher around without doing anything.”

“You too.”

“Of course, since I am a disciple.”

“Count Log is my adjutant in name only.”

“Anyway, it’s suspicious.”

“Then you watch carefully.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, who are you seeing separately? It’s suspicious.”

“yes.”

Syncrea nodded vigorously.

She felt proud that she was finally able to do something for her teacher.

“But Master, do you know where this place is?”

“It’s the Ebrima Plains.”

“Wow, as expected!”

“Look carefully at the ground as you walk around. This place is famous for its open-pit gold mines.”

“Oh, so there are gold nuggets on the ground?”

“I heard there used to be a lot of people who picked them up. But I don’t think there are any these days.”

“Oh! I’m a lucky person, I’ll find it.”

“Who said that? Lucky?”

“So you became a disciple of the Grand Masters. You heard it over and over again from the Knauf family. So you can find gold too.”

“That makes sense. Look for it carefully by tomorrow morning.”

“You’ll be leaving as soon as morning comes, right?”

“I guess so.”

Elio glanced around.

On the left is Parton, and on the right is Mount Petra.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, but the Ebrima Plain and the shadows of the mountains remain unchanged.

His gaze turned back to Syncrea and the Imperial Army.

As time passed, they too would disappear like their families back home.

I don’t understand why people like that can’t eat each other.

As Elio was leisurely thinking about this, a strange sound was heard from the darkness.

Boohoooooooooo!

It sounded like the fluttering wings of a swarm of bees.

‘A swarm of bees?’

Elio jumped up from his seat and shouted at Count Denny Logue, who was sitting a short distance away.

“Logger! A swarm of blood-sucking flies is coming! Spread the word to prepare!”

Surprised by those words, Count Logue ran around the camp shouting, ‘A swarm of blood-sucking flies are coming!’

The peaceful resting place was turned upside down.

The knights took their places among the musketeers.

As Synclair aimed his magic gun straight ahead, Elio gently pushed the muzzle down.

“why?”

“It’s too early to pick up a gun. Take up your sword.”

“yes.”

Syncrea returned the magic gun without a word and drew his longsword.

Booooooo―.

The sound of a swarm of bees grew louder.

Elio, who had been standing like a totem pole, suddenly swung his sword toward the source of the sound.

This time, he preemptively used the Cheonsan Sword Spirit.

A heavy explosion echoed through the darkness.

Kukukukung!

The explosion subsided quickly.

Boohoo-.

The sound of the wings flapping was still there, although it was weaker than before.

A flash grenade fired from an aircraft late in the night illuminated the darkness.

Phew!

The musketeers fired their magic guns as they discovered a swarm of blood-sucking flies approaching them.

Pupupupuung! Puuung!

They were not even demons, but rather beasts, and even the magic bullets had holes all over their wings and bodies.

The blood-sucking flies fell to the ground.

Still, the vampire flies flew towards the expeditionary force like moths to a flame.

The knights swung their swords at the nearby vampire flies.

For the knights who were mana users, dealing with the demons was not difficult.

The swarm of blood-sucking flies was slaughtered in ten minutes.

However, more than a dozen of the musketeers and knights lost their lives to the tentacles of the vampire flies.

It’s like a mere demon taking as much damage as if he had fought a superior monster, a wyvern.

“Sinklair said, panting.

“Gasp! Gasp! I cut down two of them too.”

“Tsk tsk! You’re panting like that after cutting down just two demons with the Sword Beginner’s heel?”

Although it seemed like he was reproaching her, Elio’s eyes were smiling.

I know that it was because my body was stiff from the tension of my first real match.

“Wouldn’t it be better for me to become a musketeer too?”

“But don’t neglect your swordsmanship training.”

“Because black is a last resort?”

“Yeah. You saw the musketeers freeze in front of the demons and the devil, right?”

“yes.”

Syncrea nodded with a proud expression.

It’s true that the magic gun has an advantage over the sword, but there were times when the sword was necessary.

At that moment, Archduke Kaiser Knauf approached with his staff.

“Count Lagoa.”

“Your Highness the Grand Duke.”

Archduke Knauf and Count Lagoa exchanged a quick glance.

Then Archduke Knauf spoke.

“I don’t know since it’s my first time in the Abyss. Do you usually encounter monsters and beasts like this often?”

“No. It wasn’t like this when I traveled through the Abyss before.”

“Then why do you think that is so?”

“It could be because the dark ether has become thicker… … .”

“What else is there?”

“It could be that the evil god Shaitin has sent us to stop what we are trying to do.”

“The evil spirit?”

“If it is the devil’s trick… … the demons may appear sooner or later.”

Archduke Knauf’s complexion darkened suddenly.

The original purpose of the expeditionary force was to quickly destroy the magic stone and return.

Of course, no one had the evil god Shaitin in mind.

Because the only opponent for the evil god Shaitin is Mana Phtras.

As the mood grew gloomy, Count Caser Coldwall, who had accompanied the expeditionary force as a staff officer, raised an objection.

“Commander-in-Chief, the Abyss was originally a place teeming with demons and evil spirits. It’s just that it returned to its original state long after the mercenaries and adventurers withdrew. I think it’s an exaggeration to blame it on the evil spirits.”