Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Episode 1219. Who do you raise?

Sinclair Jeter emptied his mind.

I didn’t know what the master meant when he said, ‘Forget the world, forget me, forget you too’, but I accepted it as ‘don’t think about anything’.

As I tried to erase the inadvertent thoughts, my heart became lighter little by little.

Just like when he wielded a wooden sword with all his might, his worries flew away.

‘Do you think only swinging a sword is swordsmanship?’ Master Dunn was right.

In response, she tried to trust and forget the Master. One’s weakness and stupidity, resentment towards

one’s

parents, fear of scary adults .

I don’t know what they mean, but it just felt good.

What can I say?

The Master’s words sounded like ‘the sound of snow falling’.

A light yet heavy sound that did not bother my ears filled my head.

Using that sound as a lullaby, Synclair Jeter fell asleep.

Just then, a pulse rose in her heart.

Surprised, Elio hurriedly radiated aura and examined Synclair Jeter’s body.

‘what?’

Like Fabian, a seed settled in her heart.

It was blessed with mana.

‘If Fabian found out, it would hurt his stomach.’

In fact, Elio did not take the blessing of Mana seriously.

For him, the blessing of mana was like having just formed an inner circle.

Elio jumped off the rock and reached out his hand into the air.

At that moment, a young man was dragged from the side of the old warehouse.

This is Carmine, a guard who was following the adventurer and the young girl.

Carmine, bound by an intangible force, trembled with a white face.

“What?”

Carmine did not dare to meet the adventurer’s eyes and lowered his head.

“That’s… He told me to know where he was going…”

“Who?”

“Toros or Duvalier…”

Embarrassed, Carmine casually mentioned the person in charge of the transport, but quickly changed his words.

“Are you Toros? Are you Mr. Duvalier?”

“This is Mr. Duvalier.”

“why?”

Carmine shook her head desperately not to get on the high noble’s nerves.

“There was also a kidnapping case, so you should figure out where the passengers are and what they are doing…” “

I said you were teaching swordsmanship?”

“Oh yes, of course I know. I followed it simply for confirmation.”

“Your name?”

“It’s carmine.”

“If you check it out, you should go. Why do you keep hiding?”

“It was so strange that my eyes were avoiding the two of you, so I stopped… I kept looking. sorry.”

That’s true.

Carmine couldn’t leave his seat to figure out the cause.

“Go see. I am watching you.”

Elio suddenly put his index and middle fingers in front of his eyes and stretched them out towards Carmine.

At that bizarre movement, Carmine – misunderstood that the adventurer cast a spell on him – shuddered.

“Yes yes thank you.”

Carmine, who had been cringing, hurriedly left the place as if running away.

Elio climbed back up the rock, picked up Synclair Jeter, who was soundly asleep, and headed for the tavern.

Carmine entered the tavern with his shoulders drooping.

The guards who spotted him rushed in.

“Did you see it?”

“What were you doing?”

“Did you really teach swordsmanship?”

Carmine silently went to the empty seat by the window and sat down as if collapsing.

The guards followed Carmine like ducklings following a mother duck.

“Because you saw it!”

Frustrated, Olaf, who was older than Carmine, slightly raised his voice.

“I saw.”

“Did you teach swordsmanship?”

“It’s half and half.”

“What about half and half?”

“They didn’t teach swordsmanship… they sat down to sleep.”

“What kind of weird noise is that? Do you sit down and sleep? You mean you went to the inn?”

“no. We just slept in an empty lot on the outskirts of town.”

“You made me sleep outside while it was snowing? No, why would you do such a crazy thing?”

“But the snow escaped the two of them. As if some kind of shield magic was used.”

“driving me crazy. Did you mean to sleep outside with shield magic covering your eyes?”

“yes. Even in a sitting position.”

“Hmm, have you been punished? I think it’s too harsh for a child. Didn’t the child suffer?”

“I don’t know that either. I only watched you fall asleep.”

The guards looked at each other with ambiguous eyes.

I couldn’t tell if it was a real swordsmanship map or a pervert.

At that time, ‘Jumping!’ The tavern door opened with a sound.

The heads of the guards all headed towards the entrance.

The adventurer cradled Synclare Jeter in his arms and strode inside.

The guards cleared their throats and scattered.

Elio leisurely crossed the restaurant on the first floor and went up to the lodging on the second floor.

Olaf, who was quietly following just in case, went downstairs as soon as the adventurer knocked on the door of the Andrea Jeter couple.

When her daughter returned to the adventurer’s arms, Shine Cowleslaw asked with a bewildered face.

“Is our syncrere injured?”

“no. I just fell asleep for a while.”

“Did you… fall asleep?”

“Yes, where can I lay it down?”

Andrea Jeter stepped in to replace Shine Cowleslaw, who was in a panic.

“Come this way.”

Elio placed Synclair Jeter on the bed that Andrea Jeter pointed at.

Andrea Jeter asked him as he put the child down and turned around.

“What happened?”

“After completing swordsmanship training, the child was blessed with mana while meditating. Fatigue must have built up, but after receiving the blessing of mana, he fell asleep right away. so i brought it Any more questions?”

At that moment, the Andrea Jeters shouted almost simultaneously.

“Yes? You said you were blessed with mana?”

Elio nodded his head with a grave face.

“yes.”

Andrea Jeter, shaking her head vigorously as if not realizing it, said.

“Is the blessing of mana correct?”

“you’re right.”

Shine Cowleslow opened his mouth cautiously.

“Wouldn’t I be doing something wrong? My child is only twelve now.”

“There are people who have been blessed with mana at the age of twelve.”

“Is that so? Who got it at twelve?”

“Archduke Hannes Knauf said he got it at the age of twelve.”

“Are you talking about Archduke Hannes Knauf, God of War? It might be the case with the Grand Duchess of Knauf, but… We’re Korean-American nobles, so we’ve never taught them anything.”

“That’s what my wife said. I am grateful to have such a high regard for syncrere, but I don’t think so.”

“You can call a wizard or a priest to check later. Enough then.”

Elio ignored the couple and left without looking back.

Shine Cowleslaw, who was looking down at her sleeping daughter, muttered to herself.

“I really wish I had been blessed with mana.”

“It can’t be. We’re not the Grand Duchess of Knauf, and it’s only been four days since Synclare trained in swordsmanship. If anyone else finds out, I’ll say everything, so let’s just cover it up.”

Shine Cowles also nodded.

Even if it wasn’t, it was because the gaze of passengers these days was not uncomfortable.

If the story of the blessing of mana was added to this, it would only make him tired in many ways.

Meanwhile, Elio returned to his assigned room and lay down on the bed for a long time.

Fabian asked sneakily when he returned earlier than usual.

“I guess you finished early today? Isn’t it time for the child to get tired?”

“How was it when you received the blessing of mana?”

“How was it?”

“How did you feel?”

“I didn’t know. Because when I woke up, the mana seeds were in my heart.”

“Do you take it in your sleep?”

“Yes, most of them are asleep. Well, there are people who received it during training, but I don’t believe it. The blessing of mana is not received by human will.”

“Is this the blessing of Mana Phras?”

“Yeah, but why are you asking that all of a sudden? Are you interested in Blessing of Mana?”

“I? I am a spiritual practitioner. Mana and aura are water and oil.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised if Lord Lagoa was blessed with mana. Sir Omar, isn’t it?”

“Sir Lagoa could do more than that.”

When Count Omar of Larva joined in, Elio waved his hand.

“Ah, what are you saying? And Fabian, you must break the prejudice.”

“What prejudice?”

“Today, Synclare was blessed with mana during training.”

Fabian, who was sitting on the bed and talking, jumped up as if he was being thrown out.

“Yes? You said that kid was blessed with mana?”

“uh.”

“Aren’t you twelve now?”

“why? Does your stomach hurt?”

“It’s not that I’m sick to my stomach, but this is a story that will really turn the empire upside down. If others find out, they will light up their eyes to take you away.”

“Who do you want to take my student with?”

“A disciple? Did you accept him as your disciple?”

Fabian’s eyes widened wide.

A disciple of Count Elio Lagoa who is stronger than the Grand Master!

Above all, he himself has not yet become a disciple, but a 12-year-old disciple!

“What are you so surprised about?”

“Sir Lagoa doesn’t seem to know what position he is in the Empire and Kingdom.”

“are you okay. Andrea Jeter and his wife don’t know who I am. We just need to shut up.”

“Are you going to raise them secretly?”

“Who are you raising? I’m going to teach you a little bit.”

“After that?”

“Everyone goes their own way. I’m not his parent, so I can’t take him with me for the rest of my life.”

“A twelve-year-old boy blessed with mana… just let go?”

“Is he my slave? let go of what Thinking about that is very rotten.”

“It’s not possible. If that’s the case, I’d rather leave it to Lord Omar or Prince Knauf. Are you going to neglect a child who might become a grandmaster someday?”

“You sound like neglect. Do you think you can become a Grand Master just because you received the blessing of Mana?”

“It’s not like that, but if you have that kind of talent, you have a good chance of becoming more than anyone else. Sir Omar, is my story wrong?”

Count Larva Omar also nodded vigorously.

“Fabian is right. It is a waste of talent to rot in a merchant family.”

“Is Lord Omar interested in him?”

“I would be lying if I said I wasn’t interested. But I have to go south with Lord Lagoa, so I can’t take it. Since Synclare’s parents are imperial nobles, it seems you can send her to the Knauf Grand Duchess.”

At the words of Count Omar of Larva, Elio changed his mind.

It was because I thought the Knauf Archduke would be better than the academy.

“All right. Sir Omar promotes it. Mr. and Mrs. Dan Jeter don’t believe me, so they say you have to come and convince them.”

“yes. I will.”

Count Omar of Larva thought that the Grand Duchess of Knauf would welcome them with open arms.

Synchronous Jeter’s talent is also excellent, but above all, he would not be able to refuse the offer, even in order to establish a friendly relationship with Count Helio Lagoa.

After noon, Elio’s party leisurely went down to the dining room.

Passengers who were eating glanced at Elio and the others.

Recently, his gaze has changed blatantly, but Elio and the others didn’t care.

It’s time for Elio and the others to start eating lunch.

A sharp cry was heard from one side of the dining room.

“Look at this! Don’t talk casually about other people’s business without knowing anything!”

Elio, who was eating an unknown stew, slightly turned his head.

Shine Cowleslow trembled and glared at the middle-aged couple sitting next to her.

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