Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Episode 1341. Answer me. Which one?

Fabian couldn’t understand Count Elio Lagoa’s words to come and leave now.

He accompanied Count Elio Lagoa to Tamion, Sky Castle, and even the unexplored lands of the Abyss, which humans had never set foot on.

Compared to those things, traveling in the Southern Kingdom was as easy as drinking water.

Even though the kingdom of Adria was at war with the empire, Count Elio Lagoa and his own swordsmanship would not hurt a hair.

But are you leaving?

That was something I hadn’t said even when I was going to a more dangerous place than now.

“Why are you saying that all of a sudden?”

“I have ‘six magical powers [六神通],’ and one of them happens to show me the future.”

“Is that so?”

“I saw you die in Minos.”

“Dead? Even though I was with Count Lagoa?”

“okay.”

Then Fabian asked back with a face of disbelief.

“how?”

“I couldn’t even hear the sound of the magic gun up close… but dozens of excitiums flew at us. And before I could do anything, you were dead. If you stay with me in Minos, you will die.”

“Didn’t you hear the sound of the magic gun firing?”

“Before the excitium flew in… I hadn’t heard of it. After that, I was avoiding Excitium, so I didn’t have time to check.”

“Looks like the musketeers were mobilized.”

“A musketeer?”

“Isn’t the musketeer capable of aiming and shooting from 1 kilometer away? In addition, if a silencer had been attached to the magic gun, the sound would not have been audible.”

“What is the silencer again?”

“There are great nobles who hunt monsters as a hobby. They said the sound of the magic gun was too loud, so they made a silencer. A device attached to the muzzle to absorb sound. It’s such an expensive item, I’ve never seen it before.”

If the musketeer had attached a silencer and shot from a distance, it would have been difficult for Count Helio Lagoa to notice.

“Everything is there.”

“Because there is nothing that the Magic Tower cannot make. Then isn’t the Count dangerous too? I heard that even the Count couldn’t use his hands?”

“I have a developed sixth sense, so it’s okay. At least you won’t be left blank. But it’s hard to protect you in such a situation. That’s why I’m asking you to leave.”

“All right. Can I go by Count Omar’s side?”

“Uh, in the meantime, I’ll finish up the Marquis of Staurun.”

“What are you going to do?”

“What do you do? We need to solve it through dialogue.”

“A conversation?”

Fabian looked at Count Elio Lagoa with ambiguous eyes.

Count Lagoa is not a simple ignorant person who solves everything by force.

But if the conversation doesn’t work, he’s the one who goes straight to the punishment.

In the current situation, touching the Marquis of Stauron could cause problems with the front line.

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“Why are you looking at me like that? I am a rational and rational person.”

“Count, the Imperial Army is now pushing… but you know that there are steel golems in the Southern Kingdom too, right?”

“know.”

“If something happens to the Marquis of Staurun, the tide of battle could change.”

“so? Tell me the main point.”

“Because the war could intensify because of the Count, so control your strength well.”

“The Marquis should take such consideration. Why should I be concerned about that?”

“The ‘vanguard of chaos’ is Count Ushas Undraji, isn’t it?”

“what? Are you saying I’m causing confusion?”

“It wasn’t intentional, but it looks like it could happen as a result.”

“So it’s not something I have to worry about. tell me how many Fabian.”

“yes?”

“I was walking through the forest, and there was a lion sleeping in front of me. So, who should worry about it? Are you a passer-by? Are you a sleeping lion?”

“He was a passer-by.”

“Now do you understand?”

“But the Count is not just a lion, he is a thinking lion, isn’t he?”

“Hehe. It’s because you don’t know that you’re a herbivore yet, but you don’t have to think about lions. It’s because the Marquis has to think.”

“Hey, I mean…”

Elio interrupted Fabian, who was trying to explain something.

“Do you know why knights sharpen their swordsmanship?”

“You want to be strong?”

“Why are you trying to be strong?”

“That’s how you get a title…”

“Use it!”

Elio frowned as if he didn’t like the answer.

“Or what?”

“I’m just trying to live comfortably.”

“Are you comfortable?”

“If you become strong, there will be no headaches. Be strong too. Then you will know.”

“Ah… is that so?”

“uh. Trust me. So who should think?”

“The Marquis of Stauran?”

“Now I can speak. I’m going to meet Marquis Stauran, so in the meantime, you’re going to Krasion and helping Count Omar with his work.”

“I understand what you said… but…”

“Look. Who among us is thinking right now? it’s me? it’s you?”

“Me.”

“If you were stronger than me, who do you think would have been rolling their brains?”

“That’s right, Count.”

“Because the same is true of my relationship with the Marquis. If the Marquis doesn’t know that, you should enlighten him. Otherwise, I will have to keep thinking about it. I don’t want to.”

“Ah yes… But I’m telling you this out of desperation… Please don’t wake me up too harshly.”

“There is a saying in my hometown. There is no business under the hawk.”

“What does that mean?”

“No matter how stone-headed you are, you’ll understand if you get hit.”

“ha! yes yes I’m sure you’ll be fine.”

Fabian did not try to convince Count Helio Lagoa any longer.

Actually, he is right.

The person to think about and consider now was the Marquis of Stauran, not the Count of Lagoa.

As soon as the day dawned, Fabian quietly left the chalet where he was staying.

After breakfast, Elio leisurely headed to northern Pheromuros.

***

Northern Feromuros.

Iron Legion Garrison.

As a man approached the garrison entrance, guards blocked his way.

The head of the guard checked the young man’s attire and spoke politely.

“How did you get here? This is an Iron Legion garrison, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.”

“I came to meet some people. If you are inside, tell me.”

“Who is the person you came to see?”

“Marquis Theo Stauran.”

“I see now that you are the corps commander’s guest. What’s your name?”

“Count Elio Lagoa.”

In an instant, the guards looked at the young man again with startled faces.

There was no one who didn’t know the name of Grand Master Helio, Countess of Lagoa.

The head of the guard hurriedly bowed his head.

“You are the Count of Lagoa. Please wait a moment. I will tell His Excellency the Marquis that the Count has arrived.”

Elio nodded and walked to the shade of a nearby tree.

In the meantime, the head of the guard ran to Burinake Corps Headquarters.

The Iron Legion Command Conference Room.

At that time, Marquis Theo Stauran, the commander of the corps, was planning an operation to capture Count Elio Lagoa with Viscount Krano Banek, the commander of the batalion.

Viscount Krano Vanek pointed to the map on the table and continued his explanation.

“…the target spends most of its time in the mountains outside of Minos. Currently, the 1st Platoon has been deployed to a village near Minos.”

“He is a grand master. If you do it as if you were dealing with a southern sword master, you may be defeated. Are you sure you have prepared for that?”

“The 30 musketeers of the 1st platoon were specially provided with silencers. I’m planning to make the magic gun shoot from a distance of more than 1 kilometer. Targets that are lucky enough to survive the musketeer’s primary attack will try to counterattack, but will not be successful. Because the 70 gunmen on standby will pour excitium.”

“Didn’t you say that the effective range of the gunmen was 300 meters?”

“Yes, I assumed the target would approach the musketeers for a counterattack.”

“Hmm…”

A murmur escaped Marquis Theo Stauran’s mouth.

In the case of sword masters, long-distance attacks using mana were possible, but most of them were single targets.

‘Even a grand master would try to close the distance to counterattack 30 musketeers, right?’

From that point of view, Viscount Krano Vanek’s strategy seemed quite useful.

Marquis Theo Stauron, who nodded, suddenly asked.

“Where is Count Omar located?”

“It has been confirmed that you are staying in Krasion. We are in frequent contact with the great nobles of the Southern Kingdom. Considering that they have kept their distance from the southern kingdoms until now, there must have been a major change in their policy.”

“Of course, it must be with my revenge in mind.”

“That’s right.”

“It must mean that you are afraid of the Battalion unit to the point of reaching out to the Southern Kingdom Alliance. Who is in charge of the 1st platoon now?”

“The company commander, Baron Philos Harwood, is in command of the special operations.”

“I will entrust the start of the operation to the field commander. It should be finished before Count Omar in Krasion joins us at the latest.”

“I will tell you that.”

As the two were finishing their meeting, the corps staff knocked on the conference room door and entered.

Marquis Theo Stauron slightly frowned when the staff member came in even though he hadn’t given permission yet.

“What’s going on?”

“The Count of Lagoa… has come to meet the corps commander.”

“The Count of Helio Lagoa came to visit?”

Marquis Theo Stauran unwittingly called him ‘Count’.

“yes. It is located at the guard post at the entrance to the Legion. What should I do?”

“What do you mean? The place where he will die is not here, but Minos. Respectfully take her inside.”

Marquis Theo Stauran had no intention of directly fighting the Grand Master.

If you don’t have any luck, you could be in trouble, so why did you do such a risky thing?

It is fundamental to strategy that the top commander must stay away from the battlefield.

After a while, the corps staff rushed into the meeting room with a young knight.

In preparation for an emergency collision, sword experts, staff members, came.

Marquis Theo Stauran was relieved to see four of his staff lined up to his left and right.

Even if you go into the lion’s den, it’s a logic that puts your mind at ease if you’re with your party.

As the two sides parted and faced each other, the chief of staff, Viscount Kurt Wartner, stepped forward.

“Your Excellency, Marquis, I am Count Elio of Lagoa. Count Lagoa, the person next to me is Marquis Theo Stauran, commander of the Iron Legion.”

“…”

The introduction was over, but Marquis Theo Stauran and Elio did not open their mouths.

Both of them are waiting for the other to say hello first.

Unable to bear it, it was Marquis Theo Stauran who broke the awkward silence first.

“What is this shabby place for the Grand Master standing shoulder to shoulder with Archduke Knauf?”

Then Elio pulled a nearby chair and sat down and muttered.

“The Grand Master visited the shabby place and didn’t ask me to sit down. Well, I had a criminal bastard who was worse than a dog as my son… but I have to put up with it because children are children. Are you going to keep standing and talking or will the Marquis sit down too?”

At the shameless words of Count Elio Lagoa, the breathing of Batalion’s unit commander and his staff became rough.

Because they believed in the Batalion unit, they did not bother to hide their anger.

The same was true of Marquis Theo Stauron, the commander of the corps.

Marquis Theo Stauran sat across from Count Helio Lagoa with a hard expression on his face.

“According to the meticulous investigation by the Imperial Army Intelligence Department, the criminal was not the Scorpion commander, but rather Count Lagoa and his companions. No matter how good Lord Lagoa’s swordsmanship is, he cannot change the perpetrator and the victim.”

Elio, who had been listening quietly, stared at the Marquis’ face and said.

“It is very strange. If you’re at the level of a corps commander, even if you’re sitting still, there will be information coming in from here and there. Are you saying that because you don’t know the crimes committed by the real Scorpion Company? Or do you know, but you’re trying to hide it because your son did it? I’m asking because I’m curious in a human way, so answer me. Which one is it?”