The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest - 480 poisoning

“Danua, tea please”

“Steady. Yeah, yeah.”

Ungaikyo was demanding tea from Danua.

I don’t have an appetite for the Eight Kinds of Divine Treasures, but I can eat them if I want to.

And to be clear, I was bored, so I was trying to confuse that.

“Hey, Ungaikyo! Listen to me!

“You’re going to perish anyway, aren’t you? Why do you have to ask?”

“Hmm.”

Eckezax is annoying because he seems to be overtly bored.

But by contrast, other faces are not trying to hide their boredom.

“I propose the greatest treasure of God.”

Vajra made a statement while coughing.

“Except for Eckezacks, tell me something”

“Stick! What do you want!

“I’m sick of talking about this guy.”

And everyone but Elixir agrees with that. They all looked the same anyway, I don’t know what else to do.

“Pandora’s big idiot said, but nothing is more boring than talking about Swivok. I’m here anyway. I saw it. You won, didn’t you? How dare you go out with me for a thousand years?”

“Don’t be ridiculous! Other treasures, etc., would be decades of dating at best! A treasure that was only used to that extent, don’t make fun of me and Swivo!

“Don’t treat such monsters like humans, they’re rude to humans. Especially Fukai…”

A man who temporarily manipulated himself, Fuukei, the second strongest man in human history.

It reminds me of the outrage, now that I think about it, of challenging Swivok with him as if he were going into the sun.

“Oh, he was pathetic…… Pandora’s right, it’s an unsaved story. I feel really sorry for you as a vengeful demon knife.”

Dinesleif, who was there, had offered his condolences to him.

He must have been the most human man I can think of.

“What the hell, just now! Pandora, with Pandora! You guys are insane, like agreeing to that crap!

“That being said, Pandora’s correctness would have almost been acknowledged by Swivok himself”

With Pandora herself absent, the story keeps going.

But assuming she was here, I’m sure she wouldn’t have been anywhere near flowering into a story back in the day.

“Speaking of which, Dinesleif, is the story of Eckezax now about when your Lord and I met up? When the hell is Dinesleif coming out?

Because of that, the topic was on the horizon, Elixir, but he modified the track in vain.

To that girlfriend, a cold gaze from outside of Eckezacks had been poured.

“Oh, oh… that’s… I don’t know what to say…”

Dinesleif, who looks so disgusting, and Eckezax, who is even good at it. Just seeing that look makes me sick and tired of all the faces but Elixir.

“Uhm… it’s not that I was hostile to my Lord at the time… it’s just that… the person I tried to avenge was the Emperor of the Empire…”

“When I was ready to take revenge, you were crossed by Swibbock.”

To the words of Ungaikyo, Dainsleif was nodding silently.

Eckezacks is proud, but abbreviated below.

“This is revenge, it is heavenly! I have my revenge! My retribution is God’s recognized righteousness!

One young young man was barking like a lion.

Making him feel elegant from the look on his face, he had declared to his comrades sitting at the military council table.

Some men have a tough eye for the young man, while others have a serious and sincere eye.

No one, without exception, had an eye for his expression and words.

“The current Emperor Ethel is a blood-swet crown and a sitting on the throne, a brother killing bastard!

His hot valve was filled with sincerity that was not an act.

The youth hated it for real and were about to take action for it.

“Retrieving the Ethel Empire from my uncle’s hands! That is the heavenly vocation of this captain Ethel, the son of a great predecessor emperor!

Standing in the form of leaning against him was the vengeful demon knife Dinesleif, one of the eight other divine treasures.

It’s hard to indulge in her emotions as she stands in a less humane position, but you’d think it would be as shady as usual, assuming there are faces who know more about her.

Ironically speaking, for her, the demon knife of vengeance, no one is sadder than the user who is burning in vengeance.

“The current emperor is doing all he can for tyranny and the state is greatly exhausted! If I do not become emperor soon, I shall see the worries of the diaspora!

But one divine treasure. The human state is not so fragile that it can be easily avenged to some extent.

This is not the case, of course, if restrictions are lifted, but Dinesleif, manufactured for humans, could not show true value to kill humans.

“I want you all to help me!

If so, we just have to use people’s help. Work with a lot of people to make a big wish come true.

Or if there was Vajra on this occasion, he might have lent a hand to the young man who had fled the empire, Captain Ethel.

So much so that the Ethel Empire was a mighty being.

“It’s impossible on your own to accomplish this great petition! It is only suicide, such as standing alone against an emperor who rules a mighty empire!

If he had the strength, he would have rushed out right now.

If you can kill him with resentment, you’ll resent him as much as you want. But it certainly fails.

To go beyond a group called the State, we still have to have a comparable group.

“To my humble uncle lies the humble subordinate. Even though he excels in literature, he can only use it for himself, not for his country!

It was at the fall of my esteemed father that I floated behind Captain’s brain.

An emperor who combines three virtues, being impartial and selfless and rigid.

My father, who has survived many battlefields, is burning in his eyes as he spits blood and falls.

“Especially since I let my father sneak poisonous liquor, Poison Shen Sanka… he can’t be forgiven!

No martial arts, no history of war, no constant effort can beat poison or disease as long as man is human.

Depending on the type of poison, of course, it was also possible to take the life of a big man with a pinch.

“I deceived my father’s nose, a pinch of poison, who had survived the swirling empire of power numbers… without which my uncle could not have been an emperor…!

Currently partitioning the affairs of the Ethel Empire was the man who said he had formulated the poison that buried the previous emperor.

Toxicon Sanka.

Officially, of course, the previous emperor is supposed to be sick and dead. He is partitioning his affairs only because the emperor of the day strongly pushes him, so he is competent and faithful.

Probably not a lie, nothing inconsistent, etc.

He tried to poison the emperor at the time, so he must be loyal. You succeeded in poisoning me, so I’m sure you’re competent. The current emperor was able to reign because of him, so strongly pushed and deserved.

It would be an ironically honest manifestation of the present emperor’s.

“Okay.”

Sanka was listening to the good news, seemingly uninteresting.

Naturally, the young nobleman who came into contact with Swivok himself did not report to Sanka.

The youth nobleman led Suibok to the capital of the Empire, but he himself was made a gatekeeper there.

Well done, you didn’t even get screwed, and the gratuity didn’t deserve a reward.

Perhaps the fact that he brought Suibok, Eckezaks, into the emperor’s pocket, will not be in anyone’s memory or on any record.

“What do you want to do?

“We’ve already decided who to use, it’s one of the twins”

“Will you kill me then?”

“Why do you say that all the time?”

And Sanka didn’t think anything in particular.

There was only a perception of Eckezaks as a ‘treasure’ in the ordinary sense.

So to speak, I’m glad the current emperor found what he wanted early.

Even Eckezax, the Eight Kinds of Divine Treasure, is to that extent, so there is no respect for Suibok, who just has it.

Just as the young nobleman who brought Suibok is, so is a man named Suibok.

Anything that gets in the way, we have to eliminate it.

“Then let’s do it.”

“I’ll do it”

“… may I ask why?

Sanka is a politician, an official and an expert in poisons, but not an assassin.

First of all, you don’t have to get your own hands dirty to kill one swordsman.

The ordering side, not the executing side.

“This is the imperial capital, the land ruled by His Majesty the Emperor. I’m not allowed to get dirty with the blood of a lowlife.”

When I heard those words, I was honestly surprised what I had reported.

It was too noble a word, which I don’t think is the word of a man called Toxicon.

Of course, only words are noble, and what I actually do is poison them.

“There’s another reason”

“What is it”

“I believe in poison, but not humans”

Using poison is not like pulling out a sword.

The sword can be pulled out but fitted, it can be done without slashing.

But poison, once planted, is extremely difficult to recover.

“I’m talking about when I was younger. I gave poison to others, a poison that I could surely kill. I explained in detail how to use it, I made him understand the dangers, and I made him repeat them.”

“Did you fail to poison him?

“It’s less than that. I broke the seal of poison while I was carrying it, and I was poisoned as it was.”

Unexpectedly. It was an inevitable failure because it was a deadly poison.

“Naturally, I was also giving him the antidote. But I’m sure he’s confused, and he’s dead.”

……

“It’s not just one example of this, when I let them plant poison that dies when it touches my skin, it was once understood that I was being poisoned. Many people misunderstand the amount of poison.”

“Well, it’s getting worse, but if…”

“I was the one who mixed poison in the cup of the previous emperor.”

At this time he finally understood.

Toxic Sanka is a politician, an official, an expert in poisons, and an assassin.

“No matter how many swords can be slashed, they will be inferior to Blunt (Namaku) and others when the user is dumb. The poison is the same, when the user is dumb, he just dies.”

A coward who uses poison, poison was a prop that could easily kill humans, not a man who thinks so.

He was a man who studied and practiced the usefulness and dangers of poison and operational law.

“Use a poison that doesn’t bleed. Instead, he will suffer and die, but he will not have to change the carpet.”

Exactly, he was a poisonous man.

“Yes, sir, let’s just get ready to carry the body.”

“Keep it that way.”

Toxicon Sanka prepared the room first.

To poison him, it was first desirable to be a Chamber of Secrets.

Of course there are poisons that can be used even if they are not in the Chamber, but the Chamber has significantly more options. Above all, the possibility of people dying unexpectedly is greatly reduced.

Not that accidents are accidental. I fear that the target will simply infer or reduce the amount of poison that they will consume.

Some poisons do not die promptly, but suffer to some extent but produce respite.

Killing isn’t the only thing that matters, it’s a good place to add and subtract to some extent.

If they cut you with a sword, you’ll be flooded with a lot of blood. Sometimes you think you won’t help and you decide to be ready.

But if it’s poison, you’d think even an antidote would help. If you think it helps, you can’t decide to be ready.

Nevertheless, that is not the use of this time.

Sanka was going to kill her without negotiating with Suibok, without any hesitation, to the point where she couldn’t think of any other options.

“There is something about everything that I use. And no matter how good you are at the sword, you’re powerless at poison.”

Naturally, I wouldn’t imitate filling the interior of the room with poison. He doesn’t use such a third-rate M.O.

I just planted the necessary poison in a few strongholds. The place you set up never seems unnatural, and it’s easy to de-toxify once things are done.

“I’m ready, all you have to do is call me”

In a small room, a small table and two chairs. And two liquor bottles and a glass.

While drawing attention to them, they also plant many poisons elsewhere from them.

Anything that enters this room will no longer have to die.

I know where and what poison is planted, except for Sanka.