Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 324

Episode 324. What kind of ancestor is a reader, and Yang So-

ran’s resolute tone made Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer of the Cheonji-maeng, and the new investigator, stop breathing for a moment.

It was sincere, not bluffing.

It seemed that I now understood why famous schools had chosen a period of ‘one hundred years’.

It is to let the world know who the winner of this war is.

So whether it was a hundred years, ten years, or three years, abstinence was necessary.

‘ha! Three years is inevitable.’

What is not a hundred or ten years?

I told the head of the clan and the leaders of the Chilpamun that I would try to shorten the period somehow.

In other words, three years is a successful outcome.

It takes more than that period for the chilpa clan and the four generations to pick up the munpa.

Realistically speaking, we should avoid fighting with the famous religion for at least three years.

It wouldn’t matter if they put a ban on them anyway, since they wouldn’t be able to fight even if they laid the plate.

It’s a matter of face on the ground, but the people of the world already know who the winner is.

Wouldn’t it be better to just admit it and move on rather than blindfolded?

Before answering, Jegal Seung-woon made eye contact with Gongson Illang, Gongson-ki Byeoknyeok-do, Paengman-ho, Byeokgeommun, Munju, Sosanggeom, Hanbaeksang, Seungcheonmun, Munju, Ilgumcheon, and Magon.

Gongsun Qi even nodded with a satisfied face.

Jegal Seungwoon sighed inwardly.

Do you show a satisfied expression at the negotiating table?

Such simplicity, which is far from the trickery of Kwon, is the limit of a person from a law school.

Pang Man-ho, who had been worn out in the river, nodded slightly with a reluctant face.

Han Baek-sang and Magon, who had not even grasped the situation yet, were busy rolling their eyes.

Jegal Seungwoon nodded slightly.

It is only necessary to confirm the intentions of Gong Son-ki and Paeng Man-ho, but since the two agreed, it is over.

“All right. For three years after the end of the war, the Chilpa family and the four generations will not be hostile to the famous religion.”

Then Soran Yang added a word.

“We must not miss the dissolution of the Cheonji League.”

“After disbanding the Cheonji League, for the next three years, the Chilpa sect and the four generations do not hostile to the famous religion. Can I do that?”

“I can understand that.”

This time, Paeng Man-ho, who had been listening, interrupted.

“Let’s pretend we promise like that. Even so, isn’t it possible for famous religions to hit the Chilpamun and the four generations? What will you do if that happens?”

“Do I need to remind you again? At our school, I never raised a knife first.”

“They only have memories that are favorable to them. Even if it’s just green forest, didn’t you first touch it at Myunggyo and participate in the Cheonjimaeng? The masters of famous religions may get involved in Kang Ho-il and become hostile to Chilpamun and the four generations.”

At Paeng Man-ho’s sharp point, the negotiation team’s attention was focused on Yang So-ran.

Wouldn’t it be known if the master of the famous school didn’t get involved in the conflict between the rivers?

If it wasn’t for that, there could have been fights in different camps.

“Our school will not be involved in the dispute over the interests of Gangho Bangpa at the school level. Of course, individual deviations cannot be prevented. Isn’t that the same for the Chilpa family and the four generations?”

A muffled voice flowed from the man’s mouth.

In a word, it was said that individual fights could not be helped.

“I guess that makes sense. It is impossible to know the every move of the disciples scattered all over the world. If the famous religious sects do not step forward, the Chilpa sect and the four generations will not be involved.”

“That’s what we want to say. As long as Chilpamun and the four generations do not mobilize the forces of Bangpa, the famous church will not move.”

When the details came out, Jegal Seung-un said.

“If it’s false, let’s put the same phrase in the agreement. To prevent the use of breakwaters in individual fights.”

“follow your heart. We have been living with the same attitude thirty years ago and now. It has always been the Chilpa clan and the four generations that suppressed the main school with the power of the majority.”

Yang So-ran was carefree because she had nothing to lose.

The people that the Chilpilmun and the four generations fear are at least the Twelve Horsemen.

It is difficult to handle the twelve horsemen without the strength of the breakwater.

It’s hard to kill them, but even if you kill them, you can’t take care of them.

“I will draft the agreement based on the discussions so far. If you have anything else to add, please let me know now.”

Jegal Seung-un looked at Yang So-ran with a grave face.

“You have to believe it.”

Yeonjeokha shot at the heartache with ferocious eyes.

Wol-Ah and Geum-Ah are teenage Yegi who worked at Choyeon Giru.

However, it is shocking to see him suddenly taking him around as a disciple.

Did you take it in because you couldn’t work anymore?

It all happened because of the death of Hyeok Moo-chun and the cutting off of Youngja’s arm.

Noklimdo, who followed the two, pressed Cha Jung-rae and was kicked out of Giru.

Wol-a and Geum-a, who lost their jobs, went to find heartache and finally became a priest.

“What do you think Giru didn’t call me? You have to make a living.”

“joy! gibberish.”

“I also suddenly have a lot of luggage, which is very troublesome.”

“If it’s a burden, gently put it down. Why does an old man who doesn’t know when he will die carry his burden?”

“Seeing those kids reminds me of my late teacher, so I can’t do that.”

“I heard that the teacher was a thief. Why are you pretending to be a prestigious political faction?”

“Oh, I meant that I remembered something that upset me.”

“What kind of disciple are you saying you want to become the owner of the juru?”

“I’m trying to raise money with those kids. It will be faster than collecting them by myself.”

“Wow! Like a cunning old man. I accepted it to pamper those little kids!”

“Oops! no. Then I will be punished. Think of it as killing two birds with one stone. How long will I live if I live? Juru will belong to those kids anyway.”

“In what year? Maybe they’ll all get married before then? There’s no use regretting it then. Old Sim is not the kind of person to just spread money. He’s a scary old man anyway.”

Wol-ah and Geum-ah were furious at Yeon Jeok-ha’s words and said a word.

“My master is not like that!”

“that’s right! And we are not getting married!”

Yeonjeokha sneered at the words of the two girls.

“joy! I would say that now Learn martial arts from Old Sim and become famous. Rich and handsome men will line up. Puck won’t even marry.”

“I still won’t go!”

“Why do you say such mean things!”

Even when he saw Wol-ah and Geum-ah talking back to Yeonjeok-ha, he couldn’t stop his heartache.

Rather, he had a smile on his face.

“Wow, he is also his master and his disciple. Look at them fighting back and forth.”

Walla said with a sullen face.

“It is only natural that the disciple resembles the master.”

“Amazing. I’m stumped. It feels like being bitten by your dog.”

After losing an argument, he turned his gaze to the distant mountains.

Then the heartache came.

“Even if everyone in the world curses Confucius, you shouldn’t do that.”

“Where are you talking nonsense! who insults me.”

He continued talking with a heartache at Yeonjeokha’s point.

“Hehe, Dori is like that. Since I learned martial arts from Confucius, isn’t Confucius the father of these children? So, you must respect it unconditionally.”

Wol-ah and Geum-a looked at Yeonjeok-ha with startled faces at the word ‘sajo’.

I thought Yeonjeokha was a superior with a bad temper, but he is a teacher of teachers!

Wol-ah and Geum-ah quickly changed their expressions, as expected from Yegi.

“Sajo! I didn’t know, so I said it carelessly. Please forgive me with your generosity!”

“please forgive me! I will serve you wholeheartedly from now on!”

As the cute and witty girls supported him, the corners of his lips went up.

“What is sajo? With the good word ‘brother’.”

But the heartache wouldn’t allow it.

“I don’t think you are Gongja’s older brother. I’d rather call you Confucius.”

Wol-ah and Geum-ah, who were quick to notice the heartache, quickly knelt down.

“Confucius! I’ll serve you well!”

“Please take a good look!”