Heavenly Inquisition Sword novel - chapter 5
chapter 5 Heavenly Inquisition Sword novel
Gucheon Hyeonnyeogyeong
Seeing the anger on her daughter’s face, Namgoong Byeok furrowed his eyebrows.
‘Yeon-yi is young, but she is a child who is more sensitive than an adult. What does that mean?’
Instead of living by building a wall with the outside, she is a daughter with a smarter brain than anyone else. She said that such a daughter could not stand her anger and even trembled.
Namgung Byeok glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha.
The little boy was doing it so badly that he didn’t know what to do.
From one side, Ha-eun Jang and Mi-ju Baek, who was watching, intervened with a soft voice.
“Uncle, how about forgiving me because I was still young and did something I didn’t know.”
“Your brother is right. Aren’t you six and eight now?”
Namgung-byeok said with a mournful sigh when even his wife went out.
“ha! Yuna, Jeokha is still young, so you don’t know how dangerous the world is. But you are different. Don’t you know why Abi visits Mt. Wudang? Please be very careful so that this does not happen in the future. Do you understand?”
“… … .”
Instead of answering, Namgungyeon just stared at Namgungbyeok and Yeonmuryong with fierce eyes.
Baek Mi-joo, who was watching Nam Goong-yeon, asked Ha-eun Jang carefully.
“Brother, Yeon-yi originally said… … .”
Because it was in front of the parties, I couldn’t even ask ‘Can’t you do it?’
“It is not. The senator said that he closed the door to himself because he was too sensitive. That way you can be less hurt.”
“ah! That’s it, twitch! How soft my heart… … .”
When Baek Mi-ju bit her tongue, cynicism appeared on Nam Goong-yeon’s face.
Baek Mi-joo was embarrassed and did not know what to do
Baek Mi-joo was embarrassed and did not know what to do when she saw Nam Goong-yeon who was suddenly hostile.
Haeun Jang, shaking her head flutteringly, went into the room with her daughter before things got bigger.
So the commotion was over.
The next day, the people of Namgung Sega left Waryongjang.
Yeonmubaek, the eldest son of Waryongjang, also accompanied them.
The Yeon clan, who lived in Waryongjang, did not understand Yeon Moo-ryong, who easily let the eldest son leave, but no one objected because the opponent was the opponent. Rather, it was said that he was fortunate to be able to get closer with Namgoong Se-ae through this opportunity.
***
July of that year.
Yeon Moo-ryong, the true swordsman, died without waking up. At that time, Yeon Moo-ryong was only 40 years old.
Surprised by the sudden death of Moorim master Yeon Moo-ryong, the Yan clan gathered famous lawmakers from Luoyang. And I made them find out the cause of Yeon Moo-ryong’s death.
The investigation was completed in exactly one day.
A tumor the size of a fist was found on Yeon Moo-ryong’s head.
After Yeon Moo-ryong’s death, Baek Mi-ju invited 20 warriors from her hometown, Baek Family-jang, to Waryong-jang. The reason is that Jangju has died and there is no one to protect Waryongjang.
She named the white-headed samurai ‘Baekhodae’ and appointed them to Waryongjang’s armed forces.
Naturally, the breath of the Yeon clan at Waryongjang weakened.
Not long after, Baek Mi-ju became the undisputed mistress of Waryongjang.
In fact, the bystander of the Yeon clan also played a role in Baek Mi-ju becoming the mistress of Waryongjang.
They believed that if Yeonmubaek, who was training in Namgungse, returned, he would become the master of Waryongjang anyway. The three children (Yeon Mu-baek, Yeon Seung-baek, and Seong-seon-ju)’s biological mother was
They believed that if Yeonmubaek, who was training in Namgungse, returned, he would become the master of Waryongjang anyway. The three children (Yeon Mu-baek, Yeon Seung-baek, and Seong-seon-ju)’s biological mother was Baekmi-ju, so he thought that there was no reason for a quarrel between them.
Furthermore, the Yeon clan knew that Baek Mi-ju was trying to raise Waryongjang as a Moorim Sega. It is also what the Yan clan wants.
So, the Yeon clan inside and outside the Waryongjang tolerated Baekmiju holding the Waryongjang in their hands. Without it, the Baeks would not have been able to reside in Waryongjang.
In August, the sweltering heat began.
One day during the day, Mi-ju Baek invited General Yeonmu-dok to the main house.
“Brother, the only person I can rely on in Waryongjang is my brother.”
At Baek Mi-joo’s words, Yeonmu-dok smiled.
A few days ago, Baek Mi-joo called herself older brother.
This would not have been possible if his cousin Yeon Moo-ryong was still alive. But the world belongs to the living. Yeonmu-dok fell into the continuous mischief of Baek Mi-joo and naturally decided to become her older brother.
“Yeah, what’s going on?”
Baek Mi-ju looked at the smoke poison with cool eyes.
“As you may know, I lost my husband to the slave I brought with me.”
“Yeah, I think you were a little harsh too.”
“Every time I see a drop these days… … . It hurts me to think of the faces of my dead husband and old-timer. Can you make him out of my sight?”
“Are you saying you want me to kill my nephew?”
An embarrassment flashed on the haze poison’s face.
No matter how deep the resentment of Baek Mi-joo, it was not something to be done at Waryongjang, which dreams of becoming a Sega Moorim.
“I’m not that toxic either. I just want you to keep it out of my sight.”
“Invisible?”
“Anyway, that kid is not normal. He doesn’t see anything good about being seen by other people.”
“It is so… … .”
The mistletoe nodded her head.
Obviously, after Yeonmu-ryong’s death, the enemy has changed very strangely. He couldn’t make eye contact with people, and he often went over with bubbles in his mouth.
“The child is more like a beast, not a person. He cannot live with animals.”
“Maybe it would be better?”
Baek Mi-ju approached Yeon-mu-dok and put her hand on his. And she blew hot breath into the ear of the haze poison.
“There is a warehouse behind the annex.”
“The warehouse… … .”
It was originally used as a wine cellar.
Yeon Moo-ryong converted it into a warehouse and moved all kinds of miscellaneous things that had been passed down to the Yeon clan from generation to generation. The light wasn’t too bad, so he joked about it while he was alive, saying, ‘I can catch the bad guys and lock them up here’.
Yeonmu-dok looked at Baekmi-joo with a complicated expression.
The wind brought the two of them so close that their faces almost touched.
Baek Mi-joo said with a sullen face.
“That child is the shame of our Waryongjang. I think it suits you best.”
“Okay… … .”
A sound of pain came out of the smoke poison’s mouth.
It’s not because of remorse.
Except for locking up his nephew in a warehouse, it didn’t interest him any more.
The smoke poison, drunk on the fragrant breath of white rice wine, grabbed her shoulder.
And like a dog in heat, he rode on the body of Miju.
That afternoon, Yeonmu-dok called a carpenter and installed an auxiliary door the size of a head next to the warehouse door. It is to put in and take out the jar to process the feces and urine as well as food.
When evening came, he took the six-year-old boy to the warehouse.
“You know you have a lot of problems, right? You are the troublemaker of the Yeon family. So, from now on, you have to stay here out of sight of other people. Do you understand?”
“… … Yes.”
I couldn’t understand the words of my uncle, but I had no choice but to answer ‘yes’.
Yeonmu-dok locked up his young nephew in a warehouse and sealed the door himself. For him, the future he would create with Baek Mi-ju was more important than Yeon Jeok-ha.
‘I won’t live long… … .’
Luckily, I may be able to hold out for a while.
However, since it is a place where there is no sunlight, you will eventually get sick and die. Because Baek Mi-joo would never call a lawmaker for him.
Yeonmu-dok drove his young nephew into a limb with his own hands and blamed it all on white rice. ‘I’m just the general of Waryong Jang, doing what the hostess tells me to do,’ he said.
***
If General Yeon Mu-dok had known Yeon Jeok-ha’s heart, he might not have blamed himself so much.
Rather, I felt peace while playing in a dark warehouse.
Just being freed from the relentless bullying of my eldest mother, I was satisfied with my relationship. To be honest, I liked the warehouse more than the Waryongjang that I used to record.
The first few days were like that.
However, after a while, it was engulfed by the fear of the enclosed space of the relationship.
“Aww!”
“Ahhhhhhh!”
bang. bang. bang. bang.
At night, the fear intensified.
He screamed and knocked on doors and walls to escape from the darkness, but to no avail. The cry of the six-year-old and the sound his hands made were absurdly low.
No, even if the sound leaked out, it would be of no use. Because at Waryongjang, no one is against the will of the mistress Baek Mi-ju.
Yeonjeokha, who did not know that, screamed with all his might every night.
The closest place to the warehouse is the annex.
However, the people who used the annex were the Baekhodae, which could be called the Baekmi-ju’s bodyguards. The masters heard the child’s screams, but they all turned away.
They knew how the owner, Baek Mi-ju, had been humiliated by Yeon Moo-ryong. The mother of Yeonjeokha, who is locked up in the warehouse, is a female servant from the family head of a hundred households. They were just the pups of dogs who bit their owners.
So, whenever they heard the screams of Yeonjeokha, the warriors of the Baekho army exchanged words of causality and retribution and completely ignored them. There were even ridicule and ridicule.
***
Ten days passed like that.
The young Yeonjeokha became accustomed to the closed warehouse. Maybe it was because of the bullying of Baek Mi-joo, who had hardened his mind. Without any special occasion, he was no longer afraid of the narrow and dark warehouse.
One day, I could feel the fresh wind from the outside world flowing through the small indigo window on the wall.
I also noticed that when I put my head on the floor, I could see a few trees through a small crevice under the auxiliary door.
Just that alone was enough to get me out of the anxiety and fear I had with him. He no longer screamed or knocked on the door or wall.
***
Yeonjeokha’s daily life was extremely monotonous.
When I opened my eyes, I ate, bought, looked at things in the warehouse, then ate, bought, and fell asleep again.
Occasionally, I searched the warehouse in a free box.
Now, only six-year-old Yeon Jeok-ha could do something very limited.
All you have to do is move around and look around the trash dumped in the warehouse.
Ren
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