After the ghost troop left, Murakan was unable to control his anger.
I dreamed of a happy time with Strawberry Pie, but this time again, the situation eventually went as expected by the “bugging little guy.”
As many as a hundred guardian knights attacked Jin’s private training ground.
By no means, it was a number that Mu and Ann could not think to just warn Qin and the Ghosts, so Murakhan vented his wrath as soon as he saw them.
The whole sky was blackened with spirit, and Jin’s private training ground was half-washed and the ceiling pierced in several breaths of Murakan.
The guards, the men who gave orders to them, and the 500 mercenaries who sat on the dirt floor of the training ground, watching the eyes of the rough black dragon.
In the midst of the unexpected situation, Murakan simply overpowered the guards.
As a guardian, it was a better choice to be moderately overpowered. Although there was an order from Mu and Ann, they judged that it would be crazy to fight the family guardian deity with death because of the ghost band.
In the first place, Mu and Ann also didn’t expect Murakhan to be guarding the Ghost Legs.
“Hey! You nutty, you bastards to kill. Didn’t you do a lead-up first after looking at this body? Huh? Head straight, head straight. Neither you nor I can sleep tonight. Do you understand? Oh, my God.….”
After the ghost college left safely, a rare scene was unfolding in the courtyard of the Sword Garden.
Murakan is trying to intimidate the guardians who attacked him.
“Dear the great Black Dragon at one, do not mess with two. You in front of me, uh, yeah. You’re the representative. One.”
“Dear the Black Dragon of Wei.”
“Two.”
“Kidding… no.”
It was a scene that was not realistic, but no one came out to dry Murakhan. If Jean was like this, Murakhan was somewhat of an inconvenience to everyone in the family.
And there were people out of the window in the women’s quarters who were furious at the sight.
“Ha! Seriously, this shit ain’t shit. Does it make sense that the Sword’s Garden goes back to this corner?”
“Come on, it’s really not this. Not the youngest, that strange black dragon!”
Mu and Ann were on the edge of Joshua’s room when they saw unexpected results and drowsiness.
Joshua did not reply to his younger brothers’ sharp voices and was still lost in thought.
‘Mu and Ann just had a little bit of a fight, did you expect all this to happen, the youngest?’
judgment beyond words of good caution And yet, there’s always the audacity and impact of the family…….
He had an expressionless face, but he was impatient.
I feel like the youngest has already chased me under the chin. The youngest, who seemed capable of being trampled to death at any time, no longer existed.
” … the youngest forward to the left hand, think and act again.”
When Joshua opened his mouth, Mu and Ann blinked at each other. A totally unexpected answer came out.
“Are you my brother?”
“What is that?”
“It means you two poke the hive too thoughtlessly. You’ll be the only one who finds it funny if you try to pick a fight with the Tony brothers.”
Looking at Mu and Ann clenched their teeth, Joshua smiled softly.
“And your reputation affects me, too.”
Mu and Ann looked up at Joshua with a startling look.
Luna, who has always disapproved of them, Luntia, who has always been annoyed by their good feelings, Diffus and Mary, who are not interested in each other, Vigo.
Among those older brothers, Joshua was the only one who cared and recognized them. It’s been a long time since Joshua spoke so coldly.
“I’m sorry, brother.”
“I’ll do my best in the future.”
“……yes. All we have to do is arrange the family he’s messing with. And you can’t poke me any more clumsyly. Surely we must conserve our strength, and when the time comes, we must wage an all-out war.”
“Yes.”
“I’ll be clear.”
“No matter what the youngest does, we’d better not lose our pace.”
“Okay, brother.”
Joshua looked out the window. The scene of Murakan punishing the guardian knights made my mind flutter.
“Ghosts… …there’s another fight between the youngest and the senate.’
Joshua was aware of the fact that the senate had commissioned the ghost squad to kill Jean.
‘The request failed, and rather some kind of relationship was formed between Qin and the ghost. Then as a ghost, I’d have to cover or clean up my clients’ mouths. I wonder how Lord Commander Jordan can handle that.’
Jorden Looncandel, chairman of the Black Sword.
Joshua was hoping that Jean would fight him, squander his strength, and, by extension, defeat him. And in the end, Jordan will reach out to him first.
* * *
On November 16, 1799, a villa east of Hufester.
A group of elderly people are sitting on an open roadway and looking at the beach. On the large round wooden table was full of luxurious gambling cards, and the clutches that held them seemed incredibly firm and powerful as old men.
“Dead, damn it. The cards aren’t keeping up.”
“You’re going to lose all your pension later on, you. Is there something on your mind? You’re running too fast.”
“I’m still bothered by the ghost captain’s visit to the 12th rider. I don’t think he told the 12-year-old that he had a request.”
“What if I told you? You can’t mess with us anyway, 12 riders, or the Ghosts. We’ll be turning the whole Looncandel into an enemy. And if there’s a rumor that you’ve sold off your client’s identity, the ghosthood’s reputation will fall to the ground. No one’s going to use the ghost band.”
“The ghost captain wouldn’t do such a stupid thing.”
“Hmm, is that so?”
“We were going to have a talk with the senate sooner or later anyway, so let’s wait and see.”
They were the elders of Looncandel.
Elders are those who do not have to stay in the Sword Garden without having to take a leave of absence unless they are in special circumstances.
Some were dedicated to training to improve their martial arts, others to keep their places in the Sword Garden, and others spent the rest of their lives enjoying fun and pleasure.
There were not a few women in the Yugwak who only dealt with those in power above the Beacon royal family, and bottles of hundreds of gold coins per bottle rolled over the floor.
“Why don’t you stop here, sir?”
“That’s right, let’s go to the beach and chill a little.”
As soon as the women said so.
The elders’ eyes changed.
“Shh, quiet.”
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The eyes of the elders, who stood up in unison, turned to the dark sea. In the night sea without a speck of moonlight, there was only the sound of the waves rolling, but the elders were feeling the other scent buried between them.
“What, ferryboat?”
Naturally, the beach with the seniors’ villa was generally a position that could not be reached.
“I don’t think he’s a lost fisherman, and he has a guess…….”
Pooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
The dagger, who appeared somewhere, stabbed the old man in the neck. Holding the dagger is the woman who wanted to go out to the beach.
At that moment, the rest of the elders searched and stabbed her. Shouting! The floor of the old age split and a group of unidentified men popped out and blocked the sword.
“Even my brother is a monster,” he said, “and everyone is playing too complacent.”
The woman took off her mask and revealed her true self. Fei Proch, another round neck fell as she shrugged.
The elders, all of whom have survived in Luncandel so far, have blunt their swords with habits and carelessness.
The entertainment that always takes place in the same place, no assassin will touch the Runkandel Monroe.
That was exactly why the elders were helplessly taken by the ghosts today.
Soon after, when Rata appeared, the blood in the elders’ throats broke out.
“Ghost Captain…”
“You crazy bastard!”
“As expected, I’m not getting any goose bumps at all.”
Chick, Rata lit a cigarette and looked at the besieged elders.
Just as Faye camped out the other day, the interior of the villa had already been filled with paralytic poison. In addition, dozens of snipers everywhere even hit poisoned arrows on the arms and legs of the elders.
Nevertheless, the elders, especially outstanding, showed their spirit with their loud cries. Even when they were all fine, they couldn’t deal with Rata.
There are even some of the most elite ghosts led by Rata, so the moment they were allowed to infiltrate, death was scheduled.
“Goosebumps? What……Are you talking, ghost captain?”
“You don’t have any of that chilling sensation you felt when you faced the 12th rider.”
“Do you think you’ll be okay with this? Even if it kills us, the fact that you’ve been asked to do it remains in writing. The senate, Looncandel! I’ll destroy you. The nebula will disappear without a trace!”
The elders did not beg for their lives. With a voice filled with conviction, the ghostly band only shouts that it will be finished.
“I picked a good man. Seeing that the words were not at all frightening.”
“Are you talking about the 12th jockey?”
“Yes, why would I go all the way to the Sword Garden and find the twelve riders? To get on the same boat with him. Blame your complacency and incompetence for not being prepared for it. The Looncandel background, sometimes makes people so stupid.”
“Nenoohum!”
Squirt!
The elders’ necks fell off as Rata began to wield ghosts.
Then, after killing all the furnaces with the crew, Rata said:
“Take care of your neck, and load your body on the ferry.”
* * *
The next day, the senate president.
“… …near ten of them have been found dead without a neck. What the hell is going on here?”
“This is an insult to Looncandel, a challenge! Who they are, who’s behind them! Make sure it’s clear and pay for the blood.”
“What kind of crazy shit did this…….”
Almost all the elders were gathering to talk about the assassination last night. The elder Jorden was not seen.
“Leader of the Court! Please say something. How should our elders take this?”
As soon as Lynn Milcano is about to answer, pull!
The senior chairman’s gate opened and a person appeared.
“Good morning, elders.”
It was none other than Jin who came in greeting. With a black bag on his shoulder, and a piece of paper in his hand.
As soon as Qin entered, the elders were intuitively aware that something was wrong.
“……what are you carrying on your shoulders?”
When an elder asked in a thin trembling voice, Chin put down a sack on the long table in the conference room. Degour, the dead elders’ throats rolled over the table last night.
“This is the neck of the elders who were after me. This is a contract that the dead elders asked me to assassinate them.”
The moment Jean spoke calmly, the elders of the Godfather had to feel the sensation of something cool and sharp going through their backs.
It’s, the feelings they’ve forgotten for quite a long time.
It was a horror.
