Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Episode 207. The golden chair is scary

“Ouch! There must have been a passenger here.”

Dong Yu-soo, a Namjin warrior in disguise, approached Hyojaam Temple with a smirk.

Nokdampyeong widened his eyes and saw a man in a suit approaching.

If this was the realm of the Sambobang, the six-headed character would have popped out. However, he himself did not come out because he was in a situation where he was captured by the enemy.

It was the same even if you were only watching.

He didn’t care who came because Hyojaam wasn’t his.

Dong Yoo-soo noticed a little bit, but when everyone was in the middle of the day, he put his foot on Hyoja-am.

Then Jongnay hurriedly climbed onto the rock.

“The scenery here is the best. Look, what kind of hut is that?”

To the question of the uninvited guest, Nokdampyeong answered bluntly.

“Is that decoration under your forehead? I am in the middle of a three-year mourning here.”

Since the other person seemed to be in his late forties, Nokdampyeong reluctantly respected him. If Yeonjeokha wasn’t next to him, he would have stayed even after telling him to quit.

“When did Nokilchwi die?”

Dong Yu-soo watched the nokdam comment.

Only then did Nokdampyeong lower his eyes in a chilling feeling.

The middle-aged man was no ordinary person, judging from the fact that he could easily mention his father’s name.

“That’s what I’m doing for Yeon Gongja’s parents.”

“aha! Your young friend is doing a good job.”

With the horse, Dong Yu-soo naturally approached the side of Nokdam-pyeong.

Nokdampyeong was intimidated for no reason and turned his face to the side like a bridesmaid.

Dong Yoo-soo lightly touched Nok Dam-pyeong’s shoulder as if encouraging him.

“Hmm…”

Nokdampyeong fell to the side with a strange snort.

Seeing with his eyes what Yeonjeokha was up to, Dong Yusu said casually.

“I couldn’t kill him because I had to pay a three-year funeral in place of the senior, so I put him to sleep for a while.”

“What do you have to do with me, Mister?”

Dong Yoo-soo laughed at the word uncle.

“Uncle is a title I haven’t heard in a long time. I am from the golden seat.”

In an instant, a slight strain passed across the young man’s face.

He, too, knew at least that the Geumuiwi, as a direct agency of the emperor, had gratuitous authority.

“why? Didn’t I do anything to meet the people of the Golden Guard?”

Wouldn’t it be a brother-in-law or a probation officer?

There was no way the green forest would get entangled with the golden chair.

This is because the subject of inspection by the Geumuiwi is mainly government officials and noblemen.

“haha! There is nothing to be nervous about, since I came to see you just out of personal interest.”

“Personal?”

“exactly.”

Dong Yu-soo looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with deep eyes.

The words are personal, but I came here for a job that required confidentiality to the point of changing.

Of course, the opponent couldn’t even guess.

The young man’s face softened slightly.

Although he was a little puzzled, the inexperienced man accepted the word personal.

In an instant, the corner of Dong Yu-soo’s mouth went up slightly.

The young thief didn’t seem to know whether it was poop or soybean paste until he put it in his mouth.

“I am very interested in seniority.”

“What kind of interest…”

Why?

Why would the emperor’s bodyguard be interested in himself?

“I know that the senior practitioner is one of the five payers and ten girls. The fact that he became green because of his troubled family life.”

“…”

The feeling of being in a relationship at that point was uncomfortable.

I don’t know him, but he knows too much about me.

Dong Yoo-soo didn’t care because he was used to the other person’s flirtatious reaction.

“Originally, what the Geumuiwii does is a background investigation, so you should do it.”

“No, why did the person who works for the country investigate me behind my back…

”

“Isn’t it because it’s green?”

“exactly. Rather, it is because of the senior practitioner killing the Twelve Horsemen.”

“Huh! I heard that famous religious priests come and go to the imperial family, so that’s why I was filmed?”

“ha ha ha!”

Dong Yu-soo laughed for a long time as if he was having fun.

“It’s the exact opposite of what you think.”

“Against it?”

“This is something unknown to the outside world. Did you know that His Majesty the Emperor is severely restricting visitation?”

“Because I am not interested in the affairs of the imperial family…”

“You have a good attitude. Don’t pay any attention later. Anyway, continue. There are courtiers who have been in the habit of taking care of the imperial palace since the previous dynasty. One of them clung to the empress and drew the famed scholar into the imperial palace.”

“ah!”

It was said that famous religious monks went in and out of the imperial palace, so it seems that they did so under the protection of the empress.

“I tried to kill the priest of the famous religion in Northern Jin by order of His Majesty the Emperor, but failed. As a result, ten guns and small flags belonging to the Northern Jin were killed. After that, the work of Myung-Jin passed from North Jin to South Jin.”

“Tsk! If the priest’s escort were twelve horsemen, he wouldn’t have been able to beat them.”

“exactly. In Southern Jin, I tried to ask the Justice League to deal with the Twelve Horsemen. In the meantime, the practitioner killed the 12 horsemen in Green Forest.”

“…”

I glanced at the middle-aged man who was dating.

Could it be that he came here with a contract to kill a famous religious priest?

I wouldn’t accept a murder contract, but if the target is a famous church, it’s a different story.

They are just monsters wearing human masks who have given up being human.

“Now do you understand why the Geumuiwi was interested in Yeongongja?”

“yes.”

“In the meantime, we’ve robbed Waryongjang and Baekgajang. Maybe we know more about seniors than seniors.”

“no way. It can’t be.”

I thought the long-running Geumuiwi was bluffing.

Seeing him like that, Dong Yu-soo smiled.

People don’t believe in the power of a gold chair until they experience it firsthand.

“Did you know that seniors have bloodlines?”

“Brothers and sister? Of course I know.”

“I’m talking about the senior citizen’s maternal family.”

“Chapter 100?”

“Whoops. Why is Baekjiajang the mother of Confucius Yeon? I’m talking about the senior citizen’s real maternal family.”

“Are you really out? Wasn’t my mother an orphan?”

“If Yi Bu-yong is the mother of Confucius Yeon, then she is not an orphan.”

“then?”

“Her parents sold her for a hundred bucks when she was five years old. No surprises. There are still many people who sell their children to avoid starvation. The mother of the elder would have thought that she was an orphan.”

“Really?”

“Why am I saying something I don’t have?”

“Why is there a child in Baekjiajang…?”

“It is common to take a girl to serve as a maid for one’s mistress later.”

“…”

The taste of serial writing was bitter.

It feels bad that my mother’s family sold my mother for 100,000.

I wonder if it would have happened if the hunger was so severe, but it was unpleasant to be uncomfortable.

“I can tell you where they live if you want.”

“Of course it’s not free, right?”

A bitter smile spread across the young man’s face.

Still, I learned that nothing is free in this world through quite a few Kang Ho-haeng trips.

Are you asking me to kill a famous religious priest?

However, Dong Yoo-soo said something unexpected.

“Can you tell in advance which side Nokrim will stand on in this struggle between Moorim?”

“…”

Yeonjeokha looked at the middle-aged man with puzzled eyes.

He seemed to say that it did not matter whether Greenrim was on the side of the famous church or the Justice League.

Didn’t the Geumuiwi hate famous religions?

“That is the heart of the head of the household. How would I know when I am stuck in an inn?”

“There are rumors in Murim that it is up to Gongja Yeon, the general patrol.”

“Ah, the head of the household said that as a joke, but what would it be? There is a general lender, so why does the general patrol decide that?”

“Pacheonma-kun is someone who keeps his word, even if it’s a joke. If he gave the authority to seniors, it would be the seniors who would decide that.”

Dong Yu-soo stared at Yeonjeok-ha.

It’s as if his true intentions are revealed on his face.

“By the way, I’ve been wondering since before, who is the golden chair?”

“I think the introduction was late. I am Dong Yoo-soo, the Namjin Warrior of the Geumuiwi Opening Branch.”

“Ah, you were the same person.”

Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Dong Yoo-soo with new eyes.

If he was a member of the Golden Guard, he was the most high-ranking person he had ever met.

“Are you going without an escort?”

“I am originally a military officer who wandered the battlefields of the north. One handful of this Shuchundo is enough. Confucius Yeon is also the general patrol of the green forest, but isn’t he running the inn by himself?”

The pride was palpable in his words and expression.

I was curious about the level he had developed on the battlefield, but I didn’t ask.

“So where are you going to aim the green sword?”

“Are you really just curious about that? Any other requests? Like asking me to kill the judge.”

“In the imperial family, interest in maknae has cooled due to the recent struggle between the famous religion and the Justice League. Of course, I will take revenge on the throne, but what is urgent right now is not the wizard, but the goal of greening.”

“Is it really all I need to know? Don’t you want me to do something for you?”

“haha! I don’t think you can make such a request based solely on information about the senior citizen’s maternal family. Are you willing to do that?”

“It can’t be. Greening.”

“What about greening?”

Dong Yu-soo looked at Yeonjeok-ha’s mouth with an impatient face.

“I don’t know if you’ve heard of Sangseon Yaksu (上善若水, the highest good is like water). It will go like a flowing river.”

“…”

Dong Yoo-soo muttered with a rather sad face.

“So you’re saying nothing has been decided yet?”

“yes.”

“Even if the route is decided, it would be better not to go to the Justice League side if possible.”

“yes?”

I thought I had heard the wrong thing.

If you said you were going to take revenge on the famous religion, why don’t you go to the Justice League?

“Aren’t Green Forest and the Justice Alliance enemies for a long time? Where do you think the sword of the Justice League will go when the famed bridge is settled?”

“But…”

I agreed with Dong Yu-soo’s words, but felt strange.

Shouldn’t those who work for the country hope for the Justice League to go well?

I was a little embarrassed when the Geumuiwi told Green Forest not to join hands with the Justice League.

“Confucius Yeon’s mother’s family lives in Seokjang Village, west of Jeongju. There are still surviving family members of the maternal residence, so visit them if you have time. Let’s say the name of the maternal uncle is Lee Woo-seok. Then, if we have a chance, we’ll see you next time.”

Having said everything, Dong Yu-soo turned around without regret.

Yeon Jeok-ha asked Dong Yu-soo, who was about to leave, on the back of his head.

“Aren’t the Golden Council and the famous cult enemies? What if I help the Justice League?”

“Strictly speaking, it is North Jin that has a deep grudge against the famous religion. Our Namjin still has no resentment whatsoever. If seniors help the Justice League… Well, I haven’t thought about that. Enough then.”

Dong Yoo-soo waved his hand at head level without looking back and disappeared.

I slumped down in a simple chair that I had a relationship with.

Even though it was a short time, I felt tired as if I had practiced for about an hour (two hours).

“Oops! The golden chair is scary.”

An organization that knows me better than I do!

It was a burden that was incomparable to meeting the Anchalsa.

“It’s a maternal grandmother…”

Seeing that the maternal grandmother’s family is alive, it seems that the grandparents on the maternal side are dead. They were the ones who sold their mothers, so I didn’t feel sorry for them.

Suddenly, I saw Nokdampyeong sleeping with one cheek pressed against a rock.

As I was looking at him, I realized that Samurai Namjin of the Geumuiwi had been there.

“Brother Rust! Wake up! If you sleep in a cold place, your mouth will go away!”

Yeon Jeok-ha vigorously kicked Nok Dam-pyeong’s butt, who looked dull with his clothes on.