Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 1491



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Episode 1491. You are the most cowardly person.

Elio did not take his eyes off Count Nebula Aximus.

At his appearance, the other nobles looked at Count Aximus without even holding their breath.

‘ha.’

Count Aximus exhaled softly.

Judging by the mood, it seems like he’ll only let you go if you give him the answer he wants.

The nobles are willing to go the extra mile to save face, but the other party is determined to hit rock bottom.

After collecting his thoughts for a moment, he asked cautiously.

“Your Majesty, do you by any chance know Count Jürgen Rade?”

“I heard vaguely. He started out as a mercenary and became a high-ranking noble.”

“Yes. I am embarrassed to say this in front of Your Excellency, the Grand Master, but he is a master of real-life swordsmanship. When interacting with Count Rade, the young knights of the family said this. ‘If Count Rade had the Grand Master’s mana, he would have become the strongest on the continent.’ They must have said this out of regret that Count Rade had not properly learned the mana training method. As you know, mana training is far from the commoner Count Rade, who was born in a noble family. He became a sword master through the mana training method and real-life swordsmanship that he learned on his own. It is a word that contains both praise and regret, and it is by no means a comparison between the swordsmanship of His Excellency, Count Lagoa, and Count Rade.”

Even after hearing the long and elaborate excuses, Elio’s expression did not change.

‘Ah’ is different and ‘eo’ is different.

‘He would have risen to the position of the strongest on the continent’ and ‘Even Count Lagoa is no match for Count Rade’ were completely different statements.

“Count Aximus.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Have you ever caught a loach?”

“……doesn’t exist.”

Count Aximus’ face darkened.

Because Count Lagoa was comparing himself to a loach.

“I’ve caught and boiled it several times and tried to eat it… … It’s slippery, so if you try to catch it while being lenient, it slips through your fingers. So unless you’re determined to catch it, it’s hard to catch.”

“dismissal…….”

The dry saliva gulped down Count Aximus’ throat.

That meant that if Count Lagoa had made up his mind to ‘catch him at all costs’, there was no way he could escape.

Count Aximus was in a hurry to speak, but his mind was in disarray and he couldn’t continue.

At the critical moment, Count Jurgen Rade, who had been waiting for an opportunity, stepped forward.

“Your Excellency Count Lagoa, may I say something?”

Count Lade also humbled himself like Count Aximus.

But despite his humble tone, his eyes were sparkling with speculation.

As Elio nodded as if to say so, Count Rade continued speaking.

“If such rumors are already circulating, no amount of words can dispel them. In such cases, I think the best way is to confront them head on.”

“Are you trying to fight me?”

“If, as rumored, both sides do not use mana or spirit energy, but only practice swordsmanship… I am sure such rumors will no longer circulate.”

Count Rade emphasized that it was a sparring match, not a duel.

Even though it was a duel, the situations that Count Lagoa and I were in were different.

Even if he lost, he had nothing to lose, but Count Lagoa’s reputation would be ruined.

If that happens, it will be difficult to get involved in a duel between himself and Count Omar in the future.

‘I’ll make you avoid me for the rest of your life.’

Count Rade’s eyes burned with honor and desire to win.

Having been on the battlefield for nearly fifty years, he had no doubts about his victory.

You can tell by looking at Count Lagoa’s fierce and youthful face.

He who has lost his spirit cannot be an opponent to himself who has walked the path of blood all his life.

The problem is his decision.

If Count Lagoa finds out and rejects it, everything will go wrong.

however.

“Let’s do that.”

Count Rade was momentarily dumbfounded by his simple consent.

I thought the other person would make excuses for me, but I was surprised when he immediately said, “Let’s do that.”

“Why? Is there a problem?”

Count Lagoa’s question brought Count Rade to his senses and he shook his head.

“No. Then, when will the duel be… … .”

“Let’s do it here and now. What’s the big deal? Count Omar, is that okay?”

Count Omar smiled and nodded in response to Count Lagoa’s question.

“It is possible.”

The central hall of the castle is as large as the training ground.

If it was a swordsmanship duel with spirits or mana sealed, it would actually be better than outside.

When Count Omar gave his permission, the nobles quickly vacated the central seat.

The nobles quickly retreated, and eventually only Elio and Count Rade remained.

Count Rade spoke repeatedly, feeling very uneasy about the current situation.

“As promised, I will not use mana. Your Majesty, please do not use spirit energy either. Just use pure swordsmanship… … .”

“Do you think I can speak with two mouths in front of so many nobles?”

“Oh, yes, I was just saying this out of concern. Then, may we begin?”

“As much as you want.”

At Elio’s words, Count Rade drew his longsword.

Elio, who was about to draw the Sword of Void without thinking, quickly approached the nearby noble.

As soon as the match began, Count Rade shouted with a bewildered face as his opponent left.

“dismissal!”

“Oh, my sword is a bit special, so I’m going to use an ordinary sword to deal with you. The Count might blame his tools after he loses. Please borrow my sword.”

At Count Lagoa’s words, one of the nobles hurriedly drew his sword and handed it to him.

Elio swung his longsword lightly and then returned to his original position.

Count Lagoa’s words made Count Rade feel insulted and he ground his teeth.

You’re talking like you’ve won before you even start.

It was the first time I had experienced such a vulgar provocation since I quit my life as a mercenary.

If we only use swordsmanship, then his experience is far greater than that of Count Lagoa.

But Count Lagoa even wiggled his fingers like an adult would do to a child.

Count Rade, who was shocked by this, jumped up and ran out.

Shuaak―!

The wind swung so violently that a cracking sound tore through the air and tore through the central hall.

A longsword meets a longsword in the middle.

Ding-!

A single blow did not reveal the superiority of either side.

Count Rade snickered inwardly and swung his longsword repeatedly.

Chaeng! Chaeng! Chaeng! Chaeng! Chaeng! Chaeng―!

Sparks flew whenever the two longswords clashed, like a hammer striking red-hot iron.

As expected from his practical swordsmanship honed through his life as a mercenary, Count Rade’s swordsmanship was irregular.

But each and every move was so fatal that it took the viewers’ breath away.

The nobles muttered to themselves, ‘As expected of Count Rade.’

Because Count Lagoa seemed eager to block Count Rade’s offensive.

But Count Rade’s heart was different from what it seemed on the outside.

Although it seemed as if everyone was pushing forward, Count Rade felt like he was being chased.

No matter what, it was all because Count Lagoa blocked it all.

I thought I could overwhelm him with my actual swordsmanship, but the result was different.

Count Lagoa’s sword was far from the ‘aristocratic form’.

The practicality of mercenaries also gradually takes on a ‘shape’ after being repeated for a long time.

But Count Lagoa’s sword had no ‘form’ or even ‘shape’.

He seemed to be swinging his sword recklessly like a beginner in swordsmanship, but each and every one of his swords sent shivers down his spine.

Your instincts are sending you warning signals.

He was so absorbed in his attack that he only then looked at Count Lagoa’s face.

Unlike your hot and passionate self, your face looks dull and bored?

‘omg!’

Count Lade’s sword, which had been rushing forward madly, stopped.

At that moment, Elio shot back as if to say, ‘How dare you have other thoughts in front of me?’

Fit!

The tip of Count Lagoa’s sword grazed Count Rade’s cheek.

A red line appeared on Count Rade’s face.

Count Lade, whose heart sank at the blow, swung his sword even more violently.

Count Rade’s breathing, which had been pouring down sword strikes like a shower, gradually became more intense.

It was because he had used more force than necessary in a short period of time to hide his surprise.

As his breathing became so heavy that his shoulders began to shake, Count Rade clung to Count Lagoa.

Ga-ga-gak!

Two swords clashed.

Just as Count Lade, panting for breath, was about to admit defeat, Elio shoved him hard.

“Huh!”

Count Rade, who had been holding on, finally gave in to the force and stepped back with a loud gust of wind.

Elio followed like a shadow, swinging his longsword like lightning.

A groan of ‘Ugh!’ burst out from Count Rade’s mouth as he instinctively blocked the sword.

Because when he returned, Count Lagoa’s sword struck his side.

Count Rade’s elbows sank to his waist as a sharp pain surged from his waist.

At that moment, a black blade flew again towards the exposed other side of her waist.

Phew!

This time, the impact was greater because my back was bent like a bow.

With a ‘Ack!’ sound, Count Rade’s upper body twisted to the opposite side.

The black mask was again embedded in the waist that was first exposed and priced.

puck!

“Ugh!”

Count Rade, the sword master, kept screaming without even thinking about his pride.

There was no time to even say ‘I lost’.

A scream came out before the proper words.

Surprisingly, Count Rade was beaten with a black sword like a child.

His upper body swayed violently from side to side like a reed in a typhoon.

The black mask flew like a ray of light towards the other side of her waist, which was now clearly visible.

At that, Count Lade instinctively flinched and screamed, ‘Ah!’

But the black mask stopped a few inches in front of his side.

“… … .”

An odd silence fell over the central hall.

Only then did Count Rade realize his true situation and his face turned bright red.

Elio asked with an indifferent face.

“How can we continue to do so in practice?”

“Ugh, no. I lost.”

Count Rade quickly admitted his defeat and put away his sword.

In fact, his body was in such a state that he could hardly stand on his own two feet.

If it weren’t for the Sword Master’s body and pride, he would have fallen long ago.

Elio returned the borrowed sword and sat down at the head of the table again, gesturing to the nobles.

The nobles of Count Paul Herman’s faction and Count Gerald Logan’s faction returned to their original positions one by one.

The nobles of Balem had faces of resignation, like lambs being led to the slaughter.

It makes sense, since he treated Count Lade like a child even after sealing his spirit.

Elio’s gaze, as he looked around the nobles, stopped at Count Larva Omar.

“Sir Omar.”

“yes.”

“Do you have any intention of taking over politics?”

“Haha, that’s not true. Just hearing you say that makes me feel suffocated. The reason I entrusted myself to Count Logan was so I could spend the rest of my life in peace.”

Elio, who had been nodding, looked at Count Aximus this time.

“Count Aximus.”

“Yes? Your Majesty?”

Count Aximus opened his eyes wide in surprise.

It was only natural that Count Rade was beaten like a dog in front of the nobles.

“Have you heard?”

“yes.”

Count Aximus nodded vigorously as if he understood what was being said.

“I know what you did to ruin the relationship between Earl Logan and Lord Omar. Whether it was for revenge or something else, I don’t know, but stop it. Just as I forgive you today, I want you to let Earl Omar go. Do you understand?”

Count Aximus, who had been hesitating, let out a long sigh and nodded.

“Ha! Yes, I will do that.”

Elio, who had sorted out Count Paul Herman’s side, turned his head to Count Logan this time.

“Earl Gerald Logan.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“In my opinion, you are the most cowardly person.”

“yes?”

Count Gerald Logan looked at Count Lagoa with bewildered eyes at the unexpected words.