Chapter 390: No One Laughed
As I recalled the Blood Cult Leader hastily departing, a strange feeling stirred within me. The newly appointed Right Guardian, the Pagoda King, was already dead, and Yongmyeong had also departed for the Blood Night Palace.
If I reminded myself that nothing in this world ever went as I wished, it felt like something unpleasant was bound to happen.
And, of course, there was reason behind that feeling.
Even after the former Right Guardian slaughtered cultists and fled, the scouts of the Black Forest Division and the rest of the cult showed no signs of panic.
Silence, depending on the moment, can mean many things.
The silence that had settled over the area surrounding the Zaha Inn carried both tension and tranquility, but if I had to weigh it, the tension was far heavier.
It was a kind of full-force standby.
As I analyzed the silence in my own way, I came to realize that the Cult Leader was on his way. This wasn’t a silence that someone like the Left Guardian Wi could create on his own.
Returning to the Zaha Inn with my eldest brother, I said to the Seven Killers of Yunnan:
“Arrange the tables. Prepare liquor and drinking water. No snacks needed. Keep it all dust-free. For now, clear out anything visible.”
The Seven Killers moved without a word. They had enough sense to notice that something in my mood had shifted.
My eldest brother went to the wooden platform, set aside the wooden sword resting there, then picked up a cloth and began wiping down the blade of the Lightbringer Sword.