Chapter 1271

Name:Heavenly Inquisition Sword Author:
Episode 1271. So you’re saying it’s a curse? Are you saying it’s poison?

Elio and the others decided to go down to the desert.

It was because there was still time before sunset and there was no fear of surprise on the way down the mountain.

Even though I decided to go down the mountain, no one moved willingly.

At that time, Tynlock’s stomach growled.

Belatedly, Elio realized that he hadn’t eaten anything since he entered the Abyss.

“Oh, we haven’t had lunch yet! Should I eat something and move?”

Then Fabian spoke as if he had been waiting.

“There is no water because it is at the top of the mountain. I think I need something simple to eat rather than cooking.”

“Something like an energy ball?”

“Good. By the way, are there any energy balls left?”

“uh.”

With his words, Elio took out a box containing energy balls from Mahadam (space warehouse).

An exclamation of exclamation flowed from Fabian’s mouth when he saw that.

“no! When did you take care of that? I forgot a lot in the empire... did you have one box left?”

“There is still a lot left.”

“and! Isn’t that enough for stealing munitions?”

“It’s not stealing, it’s sweeping up what’s thrown away. Everyone said they didn’t eat until I got the energy balls.”

That’s true.

The energy balls were made from discarded ingredients, so the knights in the Hirhera Garrison were reluctant to eat them.

It became fashionable for a while after Elio and Fabian took care of it, but that didn’t last long either.

It was because the food situation in Hirhera Garrison wasn’t bad, so there was no reason to pack energy balls.

Energy balls that were shunned by the knights ended up being sent as livestock feed along with leftovers.

Elio was the one who took it as soon as he had the chance.

Fearing that Fabian would make fun of me, I said ‘I have a lot left’, but in reality I had ‘a lot’ left.

Anyway, the late lunch was solved with the energy ball Elio took out.

Merdef, who was chewing on the energy ball, asked Tynelock lightly.

“Did Tyinlock know that the Lagoa adventurer was a wizard?”

“You knew.”

“Seeing that you have a subspace, you must be a high-ranking wizard?”

“Perhaps.”

Tynlock glanced at Count Helio Lagoa.

A ‘savage’ who rose to the position of Grand Master as a magic swordsman at such a young age...

He seems to be living alone in another world.

Seeing how the saintess who joined from the forgotten temple treats him is unusual.

He was a man out of the common sense of this world.

Merdef’s voice was heard in Tynlock’s ears as he shook his head.

“A wizard with a sub-space large enough to require no wagon or porter.... Even if I told the other mercenaries, they wouldn’t believe it. Even I, who says this, is still in a state of doubt.”

Tinelock was about to say, ‘You’ll see more amazing things in the future.’

It was the same savage, but the comparison was too much, so I couldn’t bear to say it.

After a while, Elio’s group descended the mountain.

Elio, who was walking along the mountain path with a bored face, asked Luna Mylus sneakily.

“Do you think it makes sense that the rest of us are stressing out for your sister’s pleasure?”

“I wouldn’t say no at all, but it wouldn’t be to the point of hallucinations or hallucinations.”

“Yes? Could it be the curse of the Abyss?”

“Or, as you said, it may be for unknown reasons.”

“From your point of view, is the air in the Abyss and the outside world different? I wouldn’t feel much of a difference.”

“That’s because you’re a Reiki practitioner.”

“yes?”

Elio glanced at Luna Mylus at the unexpected answer.

‘Is the quality of the air different?’

But Luna Mylus just laughed and didn’t explain.

Elio didn’t ask more, thinking it was because of his specialness.

“Believe me!”

“Believe! Damn why is the sand so weak? It looks like you are going to plow a field.”

As Fabian grumbled nonstop, Elio, worse off, said a word.

“Fabian! Stop whining! Still, it’s better than going to the northern snow fields!”

“Snow field is better. I feel like I’m going crazy because I have sand between my toes.”

“Does the sand go crazy? In Hirhera, you said that your toes would freeze to death. It’s better to go crazy than to die. So shut up!”

Only then did Fabian shut his mouth.

To be honest, walking on the sand was better than walking on the snow.

Strangely, the sand of the Abyss desert dug deep into his ankles with every step he took.

Fabian’s comment that it felt like plowing a field was not an exaggeration.

As a result, the consumption of physical strength was so severe that Elio and the others had to stop and go repeatedly.

Had it been like that for two hours?

As Elio and the others got used to the Abyss Desert, something they were concerned about happened.

pop! pop! Pew-!

Suddenly, the sound of a magic gun resonated in the quiet desert.

Elio’s party immediately sat down when an eerie sound pierced the atmosphere.

Shut! Wedge-!

Elio frowned.

The familiar sound of the magic gun somehow reminded me of the raid at the entrance to the Abyss.

Then Fabian’s cry was heard from the front.

“Sir Lagoa! Hearing the sound of the magic gun, it’s like gnomes in the morning! What should I do!”

I tried to kill someone, so I have to wash away my sins with my life.

Elio jumped up from his seat and turned around.

“Sir Omar! There may be more enemies, so stay here and protect the people! I’ll go... ugh!”

With a frustrated moan, Elio stepped back.

The magic bullet hit her chest.

“Such a dog...”

Elio, who was about to curse, hesitated.

In the morning, I only felt shock, but now I feel hot.

Unknowingly, Elio’s eyes widened as he groped for his chest.

Are your breasts damp as if you were wet?

I hurriedly raised my hand in front of my face, and the smell of blood rushed in.

Suddenly, Duke Cillian Hale’s words came to mind.

―Fifty years ago during the Imperial War, the Mage Tower conceived of a destructive weapon to end the war. It’s called Excitium, and it’s a terrible magic bullet developed to kill the sword masters of the southern kingdom.

This, too, was evidently the magic bullet he had hit during the duel with Marquis Gosling Knauf.

“Excitium?”

Then, once again, a great shock was delivered to the shoulders and stomach.

However, Elio did not fall.

Rather, he glared at the sand dunes of the desert he had passed through with furious eyes.

“Is this a weapon made in the Mage Tower?”

There is no way ordinary robbers would have weapons made in the Mage Tower to kill the Sword Master.

“These bastards! Die!”

Enraged, Elio maxed out his self-defense skills and ran forward.

But where does the world go according to people’s will?

Suddenly, the sound of dozens of magic guns was heard from the sand dunes on the left and right.

Popupung-! Puff puff puff puff—!

‘Puck-puck!’ Sand splashed into the sky around the sound and Elio.

A large number of magic bullets missed, but not a few magic bullets hit Elio’s body directly.

Elio, who was staggering with blood all over his body, raised his longsword to the sky.

Hundreds of billions of ‘incarnations of swords’ filled the night sky of Abyss.

It is the Thousand Mountain Sword Spirit.

As Elio drew his longsword down, the ‘incarnation of the sword’ that had been stuck like stars fell down.

The surrounding sand dunes, which had risen in a circle, collapsed in an instant and became a flat land.