Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 14

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-I said it would be unfair because I believe you.

Despite how it looked, Mujin had made a cold judgment.

Whether he himself believed in Riser’s innocence or not, with this much circumstantial evidence, a guilty verdict would come down without question.

-In the Demon Sect, murderers are usually executed. The principle is that life must be paid with life.

“B-but it was attempted murder! Then the execution should be attempted too!”

-Oh. That’s a unique perspective.

Mujin pondered whether the novel punishment of “attempted execution” could be established, then soon shook his head. It was interesting, but thinking about such things wasn’t his job.

‘I’m going to die?’

Riser’s hands, which had been gripping the bars, slowly slipped down.

Why was the saying “you only die once, not twice” that others casually mentioned not a joke for Riser alone? I want to die only once too!

“…I’ll have to escape from prison.”

-What did you say?!

Startled, Mujin moved his body, and the sound of iron shackles dragging on the floor echoed through the prison. Riser was startled by the unexpectedly intense reaction and hurriedly changed her words.

“Shh. Calm down. It was just a joke.”

-Lies! That wasn’t a joke!

‘Tch. He’s too sharp.’

Riser began to find her overly perceptive cellmate annoying.

-Listen. Stop thinking stupid thoughts like escaping. You probably can’t get out of Noeok in the first place, but even if you succeed, it’s impossible to run away from Heukrangdae for the rest of your life.

Mujin kept knocking on the wall toward Riser’s side, trying hard to persuade her.

“Why are you so pessimistic? If luck follows, I might be able to escape. If I’m going to be executed anyway, it’s right to try something.”

Riser grumbled in annoyance as Mujin listed ominous predictions before even starting.

-Still, escaping is too extreme…!

Growl!

Was it because he had worked his brain too hard trying to refute Riser’s argument?

Mujin’s face turned slightly red at the loud growling sound that echoed through the prison.

Riser smiled slightly and spoke in a subtle voice.

“Instead of that, just turn a blind eye once. In return, I’ll share my food with you.”

-That’s not the problem right now… More than that, do you think you can win over a Demon Prince with just food?!

“Stop pretending you’re not interested. I heard all the growling sounds from earlier.”

Mujin sighed.

It seemed like his cellmate across the way had made up her mind to escape.

He wanted to prevent someone who had entered prison on false charges from actually committing a crime, but he couldn’t stop someone who would die if they stayed still from struggling to survive.

-…Fine. I’ll pretend not to know. What food are you talking about?

“Moss.”

Mujin was quite surprised that the range of what Riser considered “food” was more vast than he had imagined.

‘Do criminals these days eat stuff like that?’

Moss? That wasn’t even an ingredient, let alone food.

Mujin declined as indirectly as possible to avoid looking like an annoying Demon Prince who was raised pampered and couldn’t even touch commoner food.

-Ahem. I’m grateful, but I’m not that hungry yet.

“It’s not just moss, it’s a spiritual medicine. Don’t worry. I tried it too and nothing happened.”

-? If you ate a spiritual medicine and nothing happened, isn’t that just moss?

“Th-that’s…”

Riser flinched at Mujin’s question that hit the mark.

If she were to answer that question sincerely, she would probably have to say this:

/Right. It’s true that Byeokrok moss doesn’t have strong inherent energy as a spiritual medicine.

But what if we focus on the form of ‘moss’ that encompasses the energy of earth, water, and wood?

There are almost no mediators in nature that harmoniously mix three different types of energy like this.

Especially high-quality Byeokrok moss that glows with a clear blue-green color like what I collected today can not only prevent the waste of energy that occurs when medicinal materials with different energies clash,

but also expect additional effects like increasing the absorption rate of completed spiritual medicines or enhancing medicinal properties…/

‘But would he understand?’

Riser was somewhat skeptical.

If the person beyond the wall was really the Third Prince Cheonmu Jin, it might be different.

She didn’t think a cellmate who was just an impersonator of the wastrel prince, not the wastrel prince himself, would understand the manifestation mechanism of rare spiritual medicines like Byeokrok moss.

“If you don’t want to eat it, don’t.”

Riser gave up on detailed explanations.

“It’s good for me if you don’t eat it. When I get out, people will line up to buy this.”

-I don’t think so…

No matter how much Mujin thought about it, he didn’t think people would line up to eat moss.

But since Riser was making such bold claims, he was genuinely curious.

-Give me just one bite. I’ll determine whether it’s really a spiritual medicine or not.

“You?”

Riser snorted.

If she, someone from the Sichuan Dang Family, had determined it, that was enough. There was no need to hear other people’s opinions.

-You seem to have forgotten, but I’m a Demon Prince. There are probably only a handful of people in Mount Shiwandai who have eaten more spiritual medicines than me.

‘What a persistent guy. Still continuing the impersonation.’

Riser suspected that Mujin’s crime might actually be fraud.

Maybe he had entered Noeok for the crime of impersonating the wastrel Third Prince to intimidate good people and extort money?

-Can’t you hear me?

“I can hear you well. I don’t particularly need your opinion, but I’ll share the Byeokrok moss. I promised to give you food anyway. Ah.”

Riser looked down at about a bowl’s worth of Byeokrok moss gathered in her skirt and made an expression as if she had realized something.

-What? What’s wrong?

“Um. The thing is…”

When she actually tried to pass the Byeokrok moss to the next cell, there wasn’t a proper way to deliver it.

-Huh? Don’t you know how to use Telekinetic Manipulation?

Mujin casually said something that would astound anyone who heard it while scolding Riser.

Telekinetic Manipulation, the ability to move objects without touching them by projecting energy externally, was famous for its extreme internal energy consumption.

It was a high-difficulty technique that not many people could use, not only in the Central Plains martial arts world but also within the Demon Sect.

-You’re lazier than you look.

The problem was that those few people were concentrated around Mujin.

Since everyone he knew was at least a supreme master, Mujin’s sense of martial arts had been abnormally elevated to a higher standard.

“Sorry. I received my coming-of-age ceremony late, so my martial arts achievements are somewhat lacking.”

Not knowing the reality, Riser was genuinely embarrassed.

‘I’ve been reincarnated into a martial arts world but abandoned my duty. It’s my oversight.’

The various knowledge taught by the Sichuan Dang Family was too useful in real life and the content was fascinating, so she enjoyed learning it, but honestly, she had little interest in martial arts.

It might be different if she had been someone whose hobby was martial arts originally.

There was no way an ordinary office worker would suddenly find it fun to hit people or swing swords just because she was reincarnated into a martial arts world. Riser was even an introvert according to MBTI.

‘What meaning is there in fighting and winning anyway?’

If grown adults fought and hit each other in front of others, regardless of winning or losing, wouldn’t their social life be ruined?

‘No. This civilized way of thinking doesn’t help at all.’

Riser shook her head slightly and tried to change her mind.

In an age of barbarism, you have to live barbarically to increase your survival chances.

Frankly speaking, if Riser’s martial arts were at a level that could split the sky and tear the earth, she wouldn’t be trapped in Noeok like this.

-It can’t be helped. Clump the moss together and throw it between the bars. Make sure I can see it from this side.

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