9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 107

Episode 107

Episode 47. Hugo’s Bride (3)

It was the same as the pattern on Lot’s robe. The subordinates followed the leader and took off their armor to reveal their tattoos. Seeing this, Yuma frowned. All of them had hair on their chests.

Especially the curly hair on the head of the head!

“Crazy pseudo-assholes. Did you reveal the kidnapping so openly?”

“For those of you who don’t yet know the meaning of the great Zeil, you can think so. Geil will nurture great warriors to face the evils to come and find female believers to please them… kuck!”

baek! Yuma’s fist hit the leader’s head like a hammer.

It was a disgusting story.

“In the end, isn’t that the story of kidnapping women and taking them and using them as sex toys? This trash.”

“It’s not like that! A sex toy! Not even worth it! Worshiping beautiful women just by looking at them is a warrior’s joy! We only regard them as the great Zeil’s Blessings! It wasn’t worth hearing more.

On the one hand, I wanted to clap. It is a good thing to say such bullshit in a situation where you are on the verge of death.

“You have a knack for saying things that don’t even sound like words.”

They didn’t really want to see blood, but they were pseudo-obsessed with nothing good to keep alive. Yuma shook his head and held up Ascalon.

“It’s great… I can’t help it.

Because you are still a person who has not been healed by the light of Zeil. I don’t have the confidence to handle a friend by force. Just let me leave a will.”

It was in stark contrast to how he had shouted ‘Wait a minute’ and tried to avoid death by any means.

“Whenever you ask me to stop, do you think I will save you if you act like that?”

“This must also be Geil’s will. What do I do when my mission ends here?”

In any case, the pseudo-things had a bizarre corner that was different from that of ordinary people. No matter what happens in your life, just put the name of God in front of it and that’s it.

“Tell me your will.”

“Can you tell Kagor of the Black Wolves that you hope that the will of light will be with you someday?”

“Kagor?”

Yuma asked as he lowered the raised Ascalon.

“Do you know my brother?”

I met a gang of bandits, and it’s not enough that they’re a Jailgyo armed group, and the leader is the younger brother of the traitor Kagor. What kind of coincidence is this? The back of his head tingled as if he had been hit by a blow.

“Kagor’s younger brother…?”

“Yes. I am Kagor’s younger brother and Igor, the captain of the 1st Division of the Great Jail Church Light Spear!”

Come to think of it, this guy also uses a window. Yuma carefully examined the leader’s head. Unlike the slender Kagor, he has a big, thick eyebrow and clear eyes that shine unnecessarily.

If he took off his armor, even a good farmer would believe him. After all, people couldn’t tell just by looking at the skin. A guy like that fell into a pseudo-religion and didn’t hesitate to try kidnapping.

Overall, it was completely different from the snake-like Kagor. There was only one similarity with Kagor. name. Cagor Igor.

“I think Kagor would say he doesn’t have a younger brother like you. It seems to me that they just want to live and sell the names of the black wolves they know.”

“I swear by Geil’s name. I am Cagor’s brother, Igor. Now that you have spoken your will, let your friend fulfill his friend’s destiny. I will also ask you to listen to the wills of my men.”

It was a story of decapitation since the procedure was over. There was no hesitation or despair in Igor’s unnecessarily bright eyes.

This idiot in front of me had admitted that my death was ‘God’s will’. So did the subordinates.

“This is the end of my penance training. Come on, take my neck. I hope that someday Zeil’s blessings will be with you too.”

Igor’s neck was stretched out and his eyes were closed. I can finally die… That was the expression. He also recited the doctrine of Jailism in a bizarre voice, not in a continental language.

‘Xilgyo… How on earth did human thinking come into this shape? Anyway, this hairy monk is Kagor’s younger brother.’

I don’t know if there is a place to use it. shit. A smile bloomed on Yuma’s lips.

“Are you close with Kagor?”

“Why are you asking all of a sudden? Oh, I got it. He is afraid that he will be retaliated against if he delivers his will.”

“I have no way to deliver a will.”

“I can’t help it. He’s also a god…

Yuma wielded Ascalon.

I didn’t wield it normally. He turned the sword, grabbed the blade with the hand wearing the gauntlet, and swung it, striking his neck with the handle.

“Kaaak! Why are you doing this! Fulfill your destiny!”

“Your destiny just changed.”

Igor screamed in pain. For some reason, Yuma hated seeing him sit quietly after acknowledging his death. These guys had to be right.

Yuma swung the Ascalon like a club until Igor fainted and was beaten up. He was the one who blocked his first kick in the first place.

It was proof that he had a well-trained body, so it seemed like he wouldn’t die.

“Save me, save me…

He was a light-hearted man who didn’t want to get along with a big bear like a brown bear.

It wasn’t long before Igor collapsed and passed out with his buttocks pulled out. None of the ten or so subordinates stopped Yuma.

All of them seemed to think that this must also be Geil’s will. That year, the strange way of thinking naturally stuck out my tongue. Their faces will change after being beaten a few times.

I wondered how these guys survived until now. Yuma put Igor on his shoulder and approached his men.

“Tell Lot, your priest, that I will visit you soon.”

“Do you know High Priest Lot?”

“If you tell me the place name Yoheim, they will understand.”

They didn’t mind if I pulled out the Ascalon and killed them all. He did not know when or where he would commit a crime in the name of a pseudo-god.

However, since Igor’s identity was known, it was not good to kill him hastily. Even though it was quiet, it was clearly a roadside with carriages and people passing by.

It was also awkward to go on a murder spree in the middle of the street in broad daylight.

In the first place, Yuma planned to save them if they prayed and asked for forgiveness from the beginning. I had to do as little as possible to draw attention.

“Get out of here.”

The mercenaries immediately started running away. It seemed that they did not care about the safety of their leader, Igor. The horses of the mercenaries ran well, raising a dusty wind.

“Zuck!”

“What are those?”

When the situation was over, Natalie got off the carriage and asked. Yuma gave a rough explanation and opened the carriage compartment.

The luggage compartment is loaded with all sorts of grotesque adults’ toys.

Yuma threw Igor into it like a pillow. Several phallic wooden sticks stabbed him in the lower back.

It wasn’t a very nice sight.

Until they arrived in Matan, those toys were planned to be used as feedstock.

“You meet the Jailgyo here too.

Besides, he’s Kagor’s brother?”

“I’ll go check it out.”

Cogg brandished his horsewhip, thinking Yuma was lucky he didn’t commit a massacre. The carriage started moving again.

Looking at Fornon, who was supposed to be stuck in a warehouse at the top of Puang, I could see how cruel the little owner could be at times.

Fornon was managed by Spinen while Cogg was gone.

Yuma thought that as soon as he could afford it, he should get everything he needed from Jailgyo and dismantle the damned pseudonym. Or put it completely under your feet.

They are the ones who kidnap children without feeling guilty. Whether it was killing or subjugating himself, it was necessary to prevent such bullshit.

“He is the younger brother of the direct subordinate of the person who might become my husband. Aha ha! It’s oddly funny. Don’t be too harsh on the author. What if Hugo mistook me for a strong woman and hated me?”

Zishka, who heard the explanation of the situation, threw a silly joke.

“It’s rare that I’ve ever seen a woman tougher than you, or a tougher person.”

“Oh my…you have a big misunderstanding about me.”

Natalie and Zishka laughed.

A sense of incongruity and déjà vu was stimulating Yuma’s brain.

Meeting the high priest of Zeilgyo in Yoheim and meeting Lee Gor at this moment felt like a ruse someone had concocted.

The absurd idea that I might have been swept away by some huge causal wave.

I had been overcome with a similar mood in Joheim. After meeting the mysterious wizard, Yuma often thought about his fate.

Every time the luggage compartment rattled, Yuma stopped the carriage. Then, after taking Igor out of the luggage compartment and beating it up, they set off again.

“Stop hitting him! sorry!

please! Killing me is your destiny!”

“It’s still not enough to punish you for your attempted kidnapping. If you get it right, the doctrine of Jailism that has been stuck in your head will fall out a bit.”

At that point, it was natural for someone in the party to say that they should show mercy.

But who are the people in the carriage? It was a symbol of absolute obedience to Natalie, the first princess of the Empire and the wicked woman of Haseo, who was cruel to say the least.

No one stopped Yuma’s merciless assault.

Only Igor’s sad screams could be heard from the luggage compartment whenever the carriage stopped.

Yuma was a master of assault. He knew better than anyone how to hit so that bones were not broken, teeth were not broken, and organs were not injured.

After five days like that, I was resentful of this picker.

It seems that he was not a very hard-hearted person after he said something about penance training. It was fortunate.

There are two days left until Matan. The sun was setting. Behind Yuma, Kog pitched a tent and prepared a meal.

Yuma was sitting at the base of a tree, looking down at Igor.

“Do you still like Jailgyo?”

“no! Xiliism is a pure crap cult and a criminal group!

I am now a new person. Thanks to Yuma!

I will erase this tattoo too!”

Igor jumped up and answered. My face was swollen like a bun from how many days I had been beaten.

“yes. yes.”

After all, there was nothing like a beating to reform a rotten mind. Yuma made a satisfied face and patted Igor on the shoulder. Igor smiled and nodded to Yuma.

There were no bright and gentle large dogs.

“Now we can have a little conversation.”

“Haha, ask me anything. It feels like my head, which was soaked in pseudo-doctrines, has become very clear!”

There was no hint of resentment towards Yuma in his loud, booming voice.

He really believed that he was reborn thanks to Yuma.

“I know that feeling well. When I woke up from the rose, I saw you as gods too. That’s a bit… but a different case than me. Isn’t that Igor, by any chance, an idiot?”

“You don’t seem to have a very good head. So, you must have fallen into pseudos, right?

“The outside world is as crazy as the Hwangseong.”

“It’s like that everywhere people live.”

Zishka and Natalie smoked pipes admiring the beauty of the setting sun.

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