King Solomon's Road to Righteousness[Comprehensive]

chapter48

"Axue..."

The judge's resentful words made Ootengu feel a little uneasy.He couldn't help but frowned, restraining the laughing expression on his face.

"What the hell is going on here?"

The corner of the judge's mouth was tightly pursed, and the fists hanging by his side were creaking. He turned his head and glanced at the big tengu. After a moment of silence, he rearranged his emotions and spoke again.

"I worked so hard to get him what he wanted, but in the end he just watched me being killed by those people without any resistance."

"Wow, this..."

"That's more than that," the judge continued, "I didn't know until I was taken in by Lord Yan Mo and took up the position of director of the life and death book. Those brothers of mine..."

"Isn't that what you promised me?"

Wuxiangxuejian's voice suddenly intervened in the conversation between the judge and the big tengu. The two who were secretly whispering were startled by the heroic spirit, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the voice.

"No, what about the soundproof spell..."

The judge shouted belatedly: "I just clearly..."

"I'm here, do you still dare to set a soundproof spell?"

Yan Mo floated on the clouds, and snorted coldly at his subordinates: "You have had grudges against him for a long time, you might as well take this opportunity to explain your words, so as to save you from thinking bitterly and bitterly all day long." I want revenge. They are all monsters who have abandoned their past, and they are still thinking about the things in their lives..."

"Lord Yan Mo? I didn't..."

"Please calm down for me."

Yan Mo ignored the judge's explanation, she took out a long cigarette from the clouds, and took a puff with half-closed eyes.While puffing out the clouds and mist, the mist surrounding Yamata no Orochi was completely dispersed, opening up a relatively quiet space for conversation for the few people present.

"You also said something."

"...I have nothing to say."

Yan Mo's tobacco leaves have a calming effect, but despite this, Wu Xiangxuejian can still feel the burning hatred eyes of the judge on him.

"Aren't you the one who forced me to stay in the first place? Aren't you the one who said that he would give everything to make his wish come true?"

Wu Xiangxue said: "I wasted time with you for ten years, and helped you return to the core position of your sect. I helped you realize all the wishes you made to me..."

Having said that, Wu Xiangxuejian couldn't help raising a mocking smile.

some years ago...

"The Servant Caster came following your call, may I ask that you are mine...huh?"

As soon as Wu Xiang opened his eyes, he felt the strangeness of the surrounding environment. He looked around for a while, and finally focused his gaze on the young man who fell in front of the summoning formation.

"This painting style is super different."

Heroic Spirit's eyes widened slightly in surprise: "Can you understand what I said? You should be my master... No, you must be the one who summoned me, right?"

"Yes……"

The unkempt young man was also surprised.He looked at the well-dressed and handsome Heroic Spirit in front of him, and was stunned for a long time before reaching out to touch his cheek as if he suddenly realized it.

"Hello, I am……"

"There is no need to introduce yourself."

Wu Xiang interrupted the other party, and then took out his tablet to check the era he was in now.

"Tang Dynasty, this is far from Israel, whether it is space or time."

"Israel?"

The boy blinked his eyes twice and muttered to himself.

"Ah."

Wuxiang responded casually, turned around and stepped back to the center of the summoning array.

"There shouldn't be anything I'm looking for here. Excuse me, please go easy."

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Seeing that the human figure he had finally found was about to leave without paying attention, the boy immediately got up from the wet and cold ground with all his hands and feet, and used his fastest speed to catch the heroic spirit Hem of a long black coat.

"Don't go, please, please stay."

The young man knelt on the ground and begged, "What do you want to find? If you can stay, I will do my best to help you find it. As long as you fulfill my wish... as long as you fulfill my wish, I will be able to... ..."

Before the boy could finish his nonsense, Wu Xiang kicked him away.

Considering the opponent's race, Heroic Spirit didn't use too much strength, but the young man who summoned him seemed to have not had a full meal for several days. Being kicked by Wuxiang at will, it rolled far away like a rubber ball, and hit the firewood pile in the corner of the room with a "ping".

"Ow—!"

The boy's head was hit squarely by the angular wood, and then he wailed in pain.He tried to support his body with hands and feet, but because of the weakness and powerlessness coming from the depths of his body, he could only lie on the ground in vain and slide his limbs like a fish out of water.

Wu Xiang looked at the young man lying in front of the woodpile and struggling in vain, and snorted coldly.

"you can help me?"

He disdainfully said: "If you have this magical power, let's keep it to let yourself live longer, and don't summon things like me casually in the future."

"No, you are a heroic spirit, right? I know you are a heroic spirit, and I am your master."

The boy lay on the ground, twisted his body and pulled out his right hand that was under his body, and shouted hoarsely: "I order you in the name of the command spell...caster, stay and make my wish come true!"

"Varied……"

Although he is a caster, Wu Xiang's anti-magic power is pitifully low. Before he could activate the summoning circle and return to his seat of heroes, he was forcibly bound in this era by the command spell of the young master.

"You actually... Ah, yes, you should have memories about this."

Wuxiang tried to get out of this world, but in the end he was defeated by the power of the contract.Heroic Spirit stomped his feet in embarrassment and became sulking when he stood where he was, before striding forward to the boy, grabbing him by the collar like a chicken, and lifting him up easily.

"Bastard brat."

Wu Xiang kicked down the pile of firewood on the side, and let those irregular pieces of wood scatter all over the ground.Heroic Spirit violently pushed his master down on the wooden block, and then flew up and stepped on the opponent's legs that were unable to spread apart.

The servant who called himself a caster bent down and approached the nearly fainted boy.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want me to realize, I don't have so much free time to waste on you."

"Cough-cough-"

The young man coughed twice, gasped heavily, and looked up at Wuxiang wearily.

"I'm going to take my place back."

A trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth: "I want those who snatched my position to kneel down at my feet again... No, I want them to die!"

Dressed in an oriental long gown, the young Master showed a stern look on his face, and his black eyes were full of scorching anger and resentment.Without fear, he looked up at the servant who was much stronger than himself, and clenched the limp hand beside him.

Wuxiang saw the expression of his master in his eyes.He straightened his upper body, crossed his arms, and raised an eyebrow at the wolf-faced boy.

Heroic Spirit looked down at the other party for a long time.

After a while, he spoke softly to himself.

"Is there really no mistake at the beginning?"

"what?"

The boy took a few breaths, the cold air was sucked into his fragile lung duct, scratching him and coughing loudly uncontrollably.

Wu Xiang looked at the fierce and tiger-like boy who was coughing to death in front of him, and was silent for a long time before taking back his foot from between the opponent's legs and standing on the ground again.

"Okay, what exactly?"

Wuxiang asked him: "What status do you want to achieve, and who do you want to die? The handsome speech in the second class is handsome, but there is no amount of information at all. After talking so much, I still don't know what you want me to do."

"me……"

Wuxiang listened to the young man holding back sporadic sentences while panting, and waited patiently for a long time before he sorted out the other party's situation and his wishes.

The boy's name is Xue Jian, who was once the chief disciple of their sect. He should have successfully taken over the position of master and the entire sect when he became an adult, but because someone who disliked him exposed his taming of monsters, And was kicked down from the position of chief disciple.

"Isn't this what you did on your own?"

Wuxiang fiddled with the sectarian teachings he had just sneaked in, and sneered at the young man who finally calmed down.

"It's because you made a mistake first and were found out, so you still don't want to admit it honestly?"

"That's not a monster."

The young Xuejian squinted at Wuxiang: "That's a big tengu."

"Big Tengu? Emperor Sutoku?"

Wu Xiang paused his hand flipping the book, and raised his eyes to Xue Jian with a little surprise.

"You are so capable."

"Who is that? No."

Xue Jian frowned, waved his hand towards Wu Xiang, and said with impatience, "That is a monster transformed from a human resentful spirit. I deal with some shady things on the surface..."

The young man's face darkened as he spoke, he was undoubtedly biting his nails, and murmured some incomprehensible words on his mouth, with a gloomy look on his face, obviously not thinking of anything good .

Wu Xiang looked at his master, shaking the paper in his hand with some doubts.

The personality of the young man in front of him seemed to be too different from his own. Was there something wrong with the magic that transmitted the memory back then? How could he be summoned by this kind of person?

"There is no difference between a monster and a human. Just like the existence of a big tengu, a person may become a monster after death. Since the same origin, why do we, as humans, want to drive out those monsters?"

Xue Jian's voice suddenly rose a little, causing Wu Xiang to look slightly sideways.

"I'm going to change other people's minds."

Wuxiang's indifferent face was reflected in the boy's dark eyes: "All living beings are equal, that's the right thing to do."

"to this end……"

Xue Jian stared at Wuxiang for a while, then abruptly withdrew his realization, and stood up with a "shua".

"For this reason, I must take the position of head and gain the right to command a faction... As for those who disobey me..."

The young man lowered his eyes and smiled softly twice.

He turned his head to look at Wuxiang who was sitting at the bottom of the pyre, and said word by word: "They will know how correct my decision is after they die."