Chapter 259 – 253 Bijalux, Mining Town
In an instant, colorful emotional changes passed by the cute and white face of an arctic fox, but Hwanin did not miss any of them and read them all.
I thought I was sincerely sorry.
Having made such a mistake, she felt embarrassed to look at herself.
The thought that if she goes back, she will be greatly scolded by her father.
And even briefly giving her gaze to her own women, to the look of her broken heart.
He is also not a foolish and incompetent person. Rather, it seems like a moderate mix of Resim and Susa, and it feels bright and slightly weak. However, since he is young, he is immature in hiding his emotions, so everything is read.
“…….”
Because of this, Hwanin found out that Esart harbored feelings of admiration for her girlfriend, but he was not particularly angry or upset.
The moment he found out that he was their lover, he showed the appearance of giving up cleanly.
Hwanin looked at Esart, who suppressed even the slightest emotion, and opened his mouth.
“I heard that you are the son of the lord. Nice to meet you. He is said to be a Hwanin who continues his pilgrimage along the path of the soul.”
=I am Esart Lemarite, the eldest and eldest son of Selgar Le Bijalux, the lord who rules this Bijalux. It’s an honor to meet you.=
“That’s right. I think he must have gone astray and wasted a lot of time.”
= Ah…… It’s not like that. Thanks to the spirit knight who served us a rare drink, we shamelessly had a good time. How should I apologize for this.=
“I’m glad you weren’t bored.”
Esart, who looked at the gentle smiling Hwan-in stupidly for a moment, suddenly came to his senses and tried to calm the atmosphere by working hard not to pay attention to the young ladies behind him.
The story that I had high hopes for the story that the spirit master would come to Visalux, the story that the spirit knights were so beautiful that they almost ascended to heaven, and so on.
Essart, who had a small talk for a few minutes, thought it was time to get to the point and recited his father’s instructions without containing his personal opinion or personal feelings.
=The reason why I visited the spirit master is that my father gave me the opportunity to invite the spirit master and the others to the castle and treat them with utmost respect. Please take a busy step and brighten up the place. =
“I would also like to gladly accept the invitation of the lord who governs the village so well. However…….”
Esart, whose complexion had brightened at Hwanin’s praise, put on a puzzled expression at the connecting adverb that followed, but his face hardened.
“Does Mr. Esart know why I came to Visalux?”
=…… As I lack learning and knowledge in many ways, it is difficult for me to understand the deep meaning of Hwanin, a spiritual pilgrim. Can I ask for an explanation if you don’t mind?=
‘He knows something, but he doesn’t say it.’
Hwanin smiled slightly at Esart’s expression, showing little concern and concern, and stood up.
“No. I don’t think it’s a story to bring up right now, so don’t worry about it. Rather, I will be preparing to go out, so I would appreciate it if you could wait for a moment.”
= Yes? Ah yes…….=
Did I just say it was a treat? But you didn’t bother to say that you were going out…… It’s not that he didn’t understand the meaning of providing a room in the castle, but that he declined the invitation…… Mmm.
After thinking about it for a while, but realizing that he had no authority over this, Esart placed his hand on his chest, lowered his head slightly, and said that he would wait on the first floor, then he came down to the lobby.
=Assad, Assad!=
=Yes, Boc.=
=Immediately go to the castle and tell your father that the three spirit masters and spirit knights are leaving. Please convey your intention that the spirit master does not seem to want to stay overnight in the castle. Urgent =
=Old.=
=Laurea and Acinere go out and prepare the wagon and departure.=
=Yes.=
After sending a message to the escorts and giving instructions, Esart wandered around the lobby.
The meaningful question of Mr. Spirit keeps haunting me.
The question asked if he knew the reason he came to Bijalux was a question that could not be asked unless he knew all about the inside story of his younger brother in Owling.
In addition, the appearance of asking questions after checking his face…….
‘I think the spirit master read my thoughts.’
Esart, reminding himself of the momentary but terrifyingly sharp glare of his eyes, felt nervous and frowned as he thought of his damn half-brother and his family’s lineage.
He has a tendency to treat people worse than himself and families worse than his family as worms.
An abnormal way of thinking that does not feel any remorse even if innocent people are killed for profit.
‘It’s the curse of bloodline that only men among the descendants of that family show symptoms of mental illness.’
His father is a respectable person in many ways, but his weakness is that he is soft towards his family and blood relatives.
If Ald Helm had clearly pruned the buds he had seen since he was a child and educated him firmly, he would have been able to suppress his madness, but his younger brother was always buried under his third mother’s skirt, and his mother’s polarity prevented him from properly educating him.
As a result, even after killing hundreds of people, he grew up to be a son of a bitch who laughed, saying that he only killed humans who should have died.
If, as a child, discipline had ripped out a twisted disposition…….
‘I heard that no matter how much I regret it, it’s too late.’
My head hurts and my head throbs.
What would happen if you knew all about Owling? Will it work if they try to appease them with bribes?
=Not through.=
As soon as he arrived in the village, he went out to see the atmosphere of the village and walked around on his feet for four hours. Would such a person bow his head and settle for the sweetness of power?
Spiritualists are known to be people who have escaped from worldly desires and worldliness. Ordinary soul masters would do the same, but what about advanced soul masters?
Of course it doesn’t work.
‘Damn.’
With his less matured head, he can’t even guess how this will spread.
Esart prayed to the beast god that dark clouds would not fall on his family because of what his son had done.
The carriage prepared by Esart was plain but luxurious, suitable for a noble family to ride.
Riding it to the castle, Hwanin quietly listened to Esart’s story.
=People in the world say that Bijalux was able to be reborn thanks to the brave decision made by my grandfather. But I think differently.=
=In order to change the environment, the efforts of one person are not enough. Change is only meaningful when the minds of all the people belonging to the environment come together as one.=
=In the end, the biggest reason Visalux was able to grow like this is the sweat and blood of people who value the village…….=
Hwanin was not well understood. What did Esart see in himself that makes him so fearful and trying to improve the image of Bija Lux village and family?
The power of this side revealed on the outside is only a group of 6th grade Holy Fighter, 6th grade mystic, 4th grade warrior and powerless spiritist.
It makes no sense that he fears the reputation of the spirit master. Even if they were at the bottom of the 2nd class, they were members of the baronial family, the highest class of Radsea.
Hwanin briefly thought about it and threw a word to see Esart’s reaction.
“I think it’s a great mindset. This world looks like everyone is living their own lives individually, but in reality it is a place where countless threads of invisible relationship are entangled.”
Comparing the butterfly effect and chaos theory, Hwanin briefly explained the subjectivity that evil causes a vicious cycle and good causes a virtuous cycle, praising Esart’s mindset, and witnessed his eyes shake violently.
His breathing became rough, but he seemed to be working hard. Seeing that, Hwanin was convinced.
‘I know the whole story of the incident in Ouling, but roughly.’
If you don’t know, you can’t be so agitated by the story that good things are rewarded and bad things are punished.
After that, the carriage arrived at the magnificent castle, although not as much as Parchist or Wayford, and Esart personally led the Hwanin to the first drawing room, the most splendid and elegant place in the castle.
= I will bring my father, so please wait a moment. Hashau will wait on the Spirit Master.=
Esart, who left the drawing room after bowing in a gesture that was not against the etiquette, walked down the hallway in an unbearable mood and asked the dedicated butler who was following him.
=Where is your father?=
=You will be in the office at this time.=
=What about Aldhelm?=
=Following the lord’s instructions, you are self-contained in your room, and two Knights of the Rock Knights are guarding the door.=
=You’ve never been outside.=
=Yes.=
Arriving at the lord’s office, Esart took a deep breath to control his anxious heart, and then went in without waiting for =I am Esart.= To come in.
Then, a man who looked like a mixture of a gray wolf and a white fox, who was working inside the slightly dark office, looked at Esart with a calm gaze and opened his mouth.
=You’re late.=
=Sorry, father. I will receive a reprimand after this is over.=
Seeing the nervous attitude of the eldest son, whom he trusted the most among the three sons, the lord of Bizalux also changed his eyes and put down his pen.
=What happened.=
= Father. Spirit Master seems to know what Aldhelm did in Ouling.=
=…… Why do you think so?=
=First of all, the impressions of the soul priests who performed the sexual misfortune in Owling matched. Second, the spirit priest asked me if I knew the reason for visiting Bijalux. The tone of the question was never meant in a good way.=
Lord Selga closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh as she felt her fatigue tickle the inner corners of her eyes.
Esart, who was impatient, urged his father.
=Father, even now, Aldhelm must be punished accordingly. The spirit master is a strong man, he was not in the room when I arrived at the hotel, and returned after 4 hours of exploring the town. What would that mean? If you make a mistake, Visalux will be on the judgment table…… !=
=Esart, have you still not thrown away the book called Hundred Ghost Nights?=
= Oh, no, that’s…….=
Esart, who was speechless for a moment, raised his voice.
=Baekgwiyahaeng is not a simple gossip book! Aren’t there reasonable proofs all over the Rasubitan continent! Visalux is where the blood and sweat of father and grandfather permeated! If he, a pure and peaceful place or a high-ranking spirit because of Aldhelm’s actions, really descends to this land as a judge…… !=
=…….=
Seeing Esart’s words and actions expressing his strong will, Lord Selga let out another long breath.
He is the eldest son who is usually smart and trusts him to do the work, but the disadvantage is that he is easily absorbed in conspiracy theories because his young age is poison to his smartness.
It’s a very bad habit in terms of the lord’s qualities, so I thought I’d corrected it to some extent by educating him over time.
=…… So, we need the spirit priest’s persuasion so that the innocent villagers of Bijalux are not sacrificed!=
=I know very well that your comments came from the heart of worrying about the village.=
=Then…… !=
= If the spirit priest is such a wise and kind person, he won’t judge innocent villagers to death. If so, he will condemn Ald Helm and the father who did not properly teach his children.
=…… Father.=
=I’m going to see the spirit master.=
=I will go with you!=
= No. You bring all the gossip magazines, including the Hundred Ghost Nights, and put them on my desk. I will be banned from reading or buying gossip for the next year.
= Yes? Ah, Father!=
=…….=
=… Yes…….=
Selga lord put her ears back at the silent stare and watched her eldest son return with a sullen face.
My head gets complicated.
It is said that what the third did did did not violate the law of the clan, but it is true that he betrayed humanity.
If you want to avoid responsibility, you will avoid it as much as you want, but if you overlook the act of creating dozens of grudges, you will be caught in a shameful crime, and the number of spirit priests visiting Bijalux will drastically decrease, and it will be difficult to attend the spirit priest who will lead the ancestral rites during the Celestial Ritual. Will be.
As a result, the trust and confidence of the people will fall, and security will gradually deteriorate. The 100 years of fruit that he and his father achieved in their generation will be ruined.
Furthermore, the aura of riots and wars that drifted in the Crabberry. The aftermath will undoubtedly affect Visalux…….
As a lord, will she punish the third, or as a father, will she atone for her son’s sins?
Leaving the office hiding his worries, Lord Selga thought as he walked to the first drawing room with two attendants.
According to the eldest son, there are only three spirit knights. A high-level soul master would have at least six soul knights to accompany him, but there were only three. Was it an accident or did he not select many knights due to poor conditions?
‘Anyway, it’s a non-glowing soul affair, or something.’
If there had been an unluminous soul corpse, there would have been a loud voice from Yeongdo, but I hadn’t even heard a single rumor.
Lee Da-ji is also a high-level spiritist who started activities at some point after no news. I wonder how it happened.
In addition, the news of the memorial service that the lord of Selga had heard, the incident where nearly a hundred souls had all attained Buddhahood in front of the people. Probably all the rulers of the central and southern regions have heard of it.
Lord Selga was genuinely worried.
The profession of spiritist is respected by everyone, but not everyone respects and admires it.
Isn’t there a bunch of crazy lunatics everywhere in the world. Moreover, since it is non-luminous, it will be the biggest cover for those who are ignorant and foolish.
‘I’ll become the eye of the typhoon.’
The lord of Selga was walking down the hallway, recalling the knowledge passed down by word of mouth, when he suddenly caught a small but unpleasant noise with his keen and excellent hearing.
A voice that sounds like a loud argument. A woman’s high voice that seems to be torn apart.
=…….=
Realizing that the sound was coming from the direction she was going, Lord Selga hardened her face horribly and started running, forgetting about her stature.
Arriving at the lord’s castle in Bijalux, Hwanin looked around the old castle in silence at the grandeur of the old-fashioned but heavy stone building.
The castle is a castle, but it is not like the castle of nobles and royalty, which is commonly thought of as a castle, but a militant castle made up of keep and towers to fight against enemy invasion.
It feels strong and strong because it is built of stone, but the engine devices that look useful in combat stand out everywhere.
Even so, the scenery was not desolate.
1000 Lumens was possible because luminescent stones were embedded everywhere to ward off the darkness, and red or white carpets and wall flags were hung at appropriate places to decorate the castle.
The color that looks bloody due to the gray stonework is neutralized with ornamental trees and landscaping trees, as well as raising the dignity by arranging artworks calculatedly.
Following Esart, Hwanin arrived at the first drawing room while touring the inside of the castle, drinking fragrant tea and waiting for the lord to come.
As the drawing room becomes quiet, Isilite, who has been glancing inside her, mutters in her low voice.
=It’s a nice castle.=
= Huh? Does Dew Seul like this kind of last name? I’m surprised. =
= Why, why. It’s true that it’s cool…….=
=That’s because you look like a princess with a castle in a fairy tale?=
=… What is that.=
= I understand Dew’s feelings for her lady~. The modeling she made in pursuit of extreme practicality is also described as a state of art at a glance. =
=Is it right? Goseong, which has been touched by people for a long time, seems to have its own dignified charm.
=Yes.=
Hwanin, who was enjoying tea while listening to the small conversations of his girlfriends, comforted Cedar, who periodically radiated chills by his side.
Cedar wants to find and kill Aldhelm right away at the fact that he entered the enemy’s castle and the fact that the enemy is somewhere in this castle.
But it is not yet time to move.
If you are going to perform a ritual, it should be at night, out of sight of people.
Cedar, who had calmed her anger at her own exuberance and floated about, suddenly glared fiercely at his door. Hwanin also looked towards it, and his hearing, which had improved through sensory expansion, caught the woman’s nervous voice.
=Huh?=
Anne, a Fleu tribe who is said to have a better audibility than Luc Lang, also heard it, and turned her head towards her door.
Quadang!
Shortly thereafter, the door opened violently and a woman with a black sheep horn screamed and entered the drawing room.
=Here, I heard that the spirit master who turned my son into a savage and broke his character came! Who?! Come out now!=
A woman with plump gray hair and drooping blue eyes. As she stared at the woman who must have been Aldhelm’s mother with an expressionless face, the two-horned woman also gave Hwanin a keen eye.
Our eyes met.
