A Baby Cat Who Commands the Dog Clan - Chapter 150

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Chapter 150
A thick golden ring adorned the bone.
Inscribed upon it were characters in the same script I had seen on the short blade not long ago.
“Father…!”
Maeng Woo Hee, her voice trembling with repeated sobs of anguish, clutched the bone tightly against her chest.
Her eyes had long since squeezed shut.
In her desperate attempt to press the bone against her body, Maeng Woo Hee’s back curved like a shrimp.
“I’m sorry, Father! I’m sorry. It’s because I’m so inadequate…. I couldn’t even avenge you with my own hands….”
Suddenly, tears streamed down Maeng Woo Hee’s cheeks in torrents.
The children watching her fell into solemn silence.
‘That’s right—the Valley Master was only a child who had recently lost her father….’
Hong Seol quietly lowered her gaze.
Maeng Woo Hee was sobbing softly. It was only natural, having just witnessed her father reduced to bleached bone.
Though considerable time had passed, none of the children dared suggest they move forward.
Maeng Woo Hee gently stroked the bone she held.
Her weeping had subsided, but her voice remained hollow.
“I will find the Twelve Beast Martial Art as Father instructed and protect the Valley Master’s position.”
Maeng Woo Hee’s voice trailed off as she lowered her lashes.
At those words, I bit my lip.
‘Merely grafting the Twelve Beast Martial Art to command venomous creatures may not be enough to hold the Valley Master’s seat….’
The people of O Dok Valley likely possessed immunity to poison.
Just as the children of the Sichuan Tang Family possessed such immunity.
If that were true, commanding venomous creatures would offer little advantage in internal disputes.
And Maeng Woo Hee herself seemed dimly aware of this truth.
“I will do my best, but perhaps…. The Valley Master’s position may soon pass to another tribe….”
Can someone as inadequate as I ever receive Father’s forgiveness?
Maeng Woo Hee’s brown eyes, once brimming with confidence, now seemed drained of light, obscured entirely by wet lashes.
Upon receiving her father’s remains, the anxiety she had harbored within burst forth.
I watched quietly as Maeng Woo Hee, bent over, held her father’s bone and whispered for a long while.
A sharp ache pierced through one corner of my heart.
‘I want to comfort the Valley Master bearing such a heavy burden. And I want to help her protect the O Dok Valley Master’s position her father left behind!’
Such thoughts filled my small frame completely.
‘I mentioned it beforehand, but Grandfather will have difficulty capturing the Human-Faced Spider.’
Once the battle begins, Grandfather holds nothing back, and….
His sword technique is none other than that fearsome Imperial Sword Form.
I recalled the Imperial Sword Form of Nam Goong On, the Family Master I had witnessed before.
Even he, who was said to lack exceptional martial prowess, shattered the high-grade Blue Stone of the Martial Arts Arena in a single strike.
‘How much more so with Grandfather Nam Goong Ho….’
Nothing could remain in the path of that blade.
This time, I had no choice but to step forward myself. After all, I possessed ‘that object’ as well.
Hong Seol glanced around at her companions. Accomplishing something of this magnitude always required allies.
Yang Do Jin, true to his roots in the Beggar Sect, was sniffling with righteous fervor.
Nam Goong Baek, as always, wore an expressionless face.
But now I understood something.
‘If I ask him, my brother will do anything for me.’
After hesitating for a long moment, Hong Seol’s voice emerged barely louder than an ant’s whisper.
“Um… everyone…”
Nam Goong Baek, Yang Do Jin, and Maeng Woo Hee—whose eyes still glistened with unshed tears—turned to face Hong Seol simultaneously.
*Gulp.*
Hong Seol swallowed hard and mustered her courage to speak.
“Let’s go back to where we came from and wait for the elders there.”
“What?”
“…?”
“Why would you suggest that?”
Just moments ago, she had insisted they hurry to rejoin the elders.
The three of them seemed to think Hong Seol had lost her mind.
“We’ll wait for the elders and capture that Human-Faced Spider alive.”
“What! For what reason?”
“To solidify Maeng Woo Hee’s position as Valley Master.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I’ll explain once we succeed.”
At Hong Seol’s words, Maeng Woo Hee’s expression grew puzzled.
“Capturing the Human-Faced Spider alive when even Father couldn’t defeat it… that’s impossible…”
“The Human-Faced Spider we faced wasn’t the one that took the previous Valley Master’s life.”
Yang Do Jin nodded at Hong Seol’s reasoning.
“Hong Seol is right. No matter how formidable a creature it is, there’s no way Elder Hu Gae could have fallen to something of that caliber.”
Maeng Woo Hee stubbornly shook her head.
“But that’s just speculation. We can’t know for certain.”
“You can tell from the marks on the walls and floor. When that Human-Faced Spider was chasing us and stamping around, I saw them—they were…”
Hong Seol pointed her finger at one of the holes in the nest wall.
The hole was large enough to fit Hong Seol’s fist, which was about the size of a tangerine.
“Those marks were incomparably smaller. And most importantly…”
This time, Hong Seol pointed toward the egg shells attached to the distant wall.
“There’s clear evidence right there, isn’t there? There must be a mother Human-Faced Spider elsewhere.”
A brief silence fell over the group.
The thought that Nam Goong Ho and Tian Tong Gai might be facing the mother Human-Faced Spider weighed heavily on their minds.
If it could leave holes this deep, it must be a terrifyingly massive creature.
Maeng Woo Hee’s voice trembled with sudden uncertainty.
“The two elders who went inside… they’ll be all right, won’t they…?”
If she had misjudged the situation, she would have essentially sent outsiders into certain death.
If I became a ghost, I would surely haunt her dreams.
Tch.
With her hand on her hip, Hong Seol thrust out her chest without hesitation and declared loudly.
“Of course! My grandfather is none other than the Sword King himself!”
Beside Hong Seol, Yang Do Jin wore an equally proud expression.
“My master is the greatest expert in the Beggar Sect! There’s no way my master would lose to some oversized Dok Geo Mi!”
Between them, Nam Goong Baek’s flat voice rang out.
“So, how exactly do you plan to catch this young Human-Faced Spider?”
Hong Seol suddenly came to her senses and opened her mouth.
“We’ll wait for my grandfathers to arrive, then execute the dragonfly net strategy!”
“Dragonfly net?”
Was she referring to the kind of net used to catch insects?
Curiosity flickered across the faces of the three children.
“Yes, that’s right! When we were attacked by the warriors of O Dok Valley, they captured our carriage with that huge net, remember?”
At the mention of the O Dok Valley attack, Maeng Woo Hee rolled her eyes uncomfortably.
But Yang Do Jin nodded his head a hundred times as if the memory had returned to him.
Ever since the incident at the Wandering Minstrel Tavern, he had been ready to trust Hong Seol even if she told him to carry firewood and jump into flames.
Rather, it was Nam Goong Baek, whose mind was considerably cooler, who asked.
“But what will you make the dragonfly net from?”
To catch a Human-Faced Spider, it would need to be an exceptionally tough and durable net.
At that moment, Hong Seol pulled something wrapped in oiled paper from her bosom.
“With this, of course.”
What Hong Seol produced was a net woven from Heavenly Silkworm Thread.
“This belonged to the Sichuan Tang Family Elder, who spent his entire life studying Dok Geo Mi….”
Yang Do Jin, recognizing the value of the item, gulped audibly.
“That precious, precious Heavenly Silkworm Thread—how did it end up in your hands, Hong Seol?”
“The Dang Family Master gave it to me.”
The image of the Dok Geomi Elder looking dejected at having his lifelong possession taken away pricked her conscience, but.
‘Since I received it as a gift, well….’
Instead, it seemed she would need to send one of the mother Human-Faced Spider’s legs to the Golden Silk Merchant Guild once this was over.
That way, the Dok Geomi Elder’s heart would soften.
Hong Seol suppressed her pricking conscience with that thought.
Then she whispered the planned strategy to the children.
“There’s just one problem with this strategy—we need to keep the Human-Faced Spider’s attention fixed on us….”
“…That role will fall to Grandfather.”
At Nam Goong Baek’s words, Hong Seol swallowed hard.
‘In this world, only Baek Oppa would think of using the Sword King as bait.’
Of course, she had been thinking the same thing in her head as well.
“When Grandfather deploys the Heavenly Wind Divine Method, there’s no way the Human-Faced Spider could catch him, even by accident.”
The moment Hong Seol nodded at those words, Yang Do Jin, his face flushed, stepped forward.
“My master will gladly serve as bait!”
“Huh?”
“The Beggar Sect’s Chui Ba Xian technique is insanely fast! It’s every bit as good as the Heavenly Wind Divine Method!”
His puffed cheeks were brimming with indignation.
Hong Seol finally understood Yang Do Jin’s true feelings.
‘Ah, so he’s saying not to underestimate the Beggar Sect’s footwork.’
“Ha.”
Nam Goong Baek let out a scoff.
“I’m telling you the truth!”
Yang Do Jin raised his voice and insisted.
“Grandfather will be the bait.”
“No, our master will be!”
And so the two children cheerfully pushed the elders toward danger.
Each vying to speak first.
Just as they failed to decide who would serve as bait.
“Aaaah!”
Suddenly Yang Do Jin’s entire body convulsed and shot upward.
He unfurled the very Chui Ba Xian technique he had been boasting about moments before, scaling the wall upward.
Where he had been standing, a thick clump of white, sticky webbing clung to the ground.
“It’s the Human-Faced Spider!”

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