Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 57

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“…Hmm.”

 

Cheonmu Jin and Dang Ri-seo, who had coincidentally met in the prison cell next to Noeok.

 

Cheonmu Jin, who had suddenly faced a life-threatening crisis, and Dang Ri-seo, who happened to have a spiritual medicine with her.

 

Coincidentally, Mujin’s physical condition and Riser’s spiritual medicine created a synergistic effect, achieving the Ilhwa Chwijeong.

 

When Mujin regained consciousness, Riser’s whereabouts had become mysterious.

 

But surprisingly, he learned that the innovative courtesan who had been greatly rewarded by Cheonyang Seol, Mujin’s sister, at the banquet was none other than Dang Ri-seo herself, and he had come with difficulty to repay that debt of gratitude.

 

‘Sounds like bullshit.’

 

Sangwan Baek’s eyes grew cloudy at this absurd development that seemed like a cheap storybook.

 

While some verified facts were mixed in, such as Dang Ri-seo being imprisoned in Noeok and Dang Ri-seo having received rewards from Cheonyang Seol.

 

Some truths don’t guarantee the truthfulness of the entire story.

 

After all, don’t fabricated stories need some truth mixed in to seem plausible?

 

Most suspicious of all was Mujin’s personality.

 

“If I may be so bold… isn’t Magong-ja not particularly obsessive about debts of gratitude?”

 

He said debts, but he was actually talking specifically about gratitude.

 

Frankly speaking, hadn’t he already received everything he was going to get?

 

It wasn’t even a grudge, so there would be no reason to go around stirring up trouble to repay gratitude.

 

Of all people, the wastrel young master Cheonmu Jin, who habitually skipped out on payments at pleasure houses? You? Hmm?

 

“Isn’t that being too presumptuous?”

 

“If I have offended your sensibilities, I apologize.”

 

Sangwan Baek coughed awkwardly, slightly embarrassed at having spoken so bluntly.

 

Though he couldn’t take back words already spoken.

 

“Even so, if you have other reasons, it would be difficult to arrange a meeting. As you must know, the Dang Family woman currently belongs to Cheonryeon Palace. Everything she does is Cheonryeon Palace’s responsibility, so please understand that we cannot act recklessly.”

 

Even as he spoke, his stomach felt like it was being stabbed.

 

Everything Dang Ri-seo does is Cheonryeon Palace’s responsibility? Wasn’t that too terrifying?

 

“So you’re saying you’ll block the actions of the Cheonma bloodline for no particular reason?”

 

Mujin was beginning to feel his anger rise.

 

He had never moved with such pure goodwill as today.

 

They were clearly making unfairly excessive suspicions using his usual conduct as an excuse.

 

“Those are harsh words. If you would honestly state your reason for seeking her, depending on the matter, we could certainly arrange it.”

 

“I told you there’s no other reason! Just call Dang Ri-seo!”

 

“Huh. Your anger only increases my concerns…”

 

Thus the spear and shield of ‘Hand her over!’ and ‘No!’ faced off in a continuing stalemate.

 

“Forgive me for interrupting your conversation!”

 

A shadow had been hesitating outside the reception room door, then a young servant burst through the door.

 

“It’s… it’s an urgent matter…”

 

The servant seemed to have had quite an internal struggle, wearing a determined expression while sniffling and biting her lower lip hard.

 

“Oh my, then it can’t be helped.”

 

Sangwan Baek accepted the servant’s words with a ‘quite right’ attitude and gave Cheonmu Jin a meaningful look.

 

At the rudely clear order to leave, Mujin’s mood became equally clear in its deterioration. Mujin stood up roughly and said.

 

“I’ll come back tomorrow.”

 

The blue eyes that showed he would definitely get what he wanted made Sangwan Baek’s spine tingle.

 

When Mujin’s departing figure disappeared from the doorway, Sangwan Baek let out a sigh of relief.

 

“Palace Master…”

 

“Ah. Right. You said there was an urgent matter. What is it?”

 

Though he asked, it wasn’t a properly prepared question.

 

He thought driving away Mujin immediately was the bigger and more important matter.

 

However, the next moment, every word flowing from the servant’s mouth frustrated him.

 

“The Swordmaster has visited and kidnapped all the young ladies who were attending the 【Demonic Ritual Practice】 lecture.”

 

“What, wha, what did you say?!?”

 

* * *

 

【Demonic Ritual Practice】 was a required subject.

 

A boring class where an actual priest who conducted ceremonies served as instructor, teaching the order and meaning of Demonic Sect rituals, what the ritual implements symbolized, and how they should be handled.

 

In a way, you could say it was the lecture that came closest to the true essence of what a lecture should be.

 

Then suddenly the Swordmaster appeared and kidnapped all the girls.

 

‘What an incredible development.’

 

How was this different from ninjas appearing and smashing everything?

 

Riser sat with her bottom on the cold floor, mentally complaining about the development that had no credibility whatsoever. She didn’t have the courage to complain outwardly.

 

“Wow! Swordmaster is the best!”

 

“Escape from ritual class!”

 

However, the other trainees, especially Peng Guyeon who had gone on the Dosan Jiok field trip with the Swordmaster and the ponytailed girl standing beside her, cheered joyfully and shouted hurray.

 

“Who is that?”

 

Riser nudged Moyong Hye with her shoulder.

 

It could be seen as rude behavior, but no one was offended.

 

That was because, except for Peng Guyeon and the few kidnapping supporters, all the other trainees were tied up together with rope.

 

With only their necks and shoulders able to move, it wasn’t a situation to worry about rudeness.

 

“Ak Yeonbi? A weirdo from Sando Akga.”

 

Moyong Hye rolled her eyes and scanned the surroundings as if just glancing at Ak Yeonbi had dirtied her eyeballs.

 

‘How interesting.’

 

When Moyong Hye, who usually didn’t antagonize others, openly expressed disgust, Riser became curious.

 

“You hate her.”

 

“Look at her hair. Does she look like someone I’d like?”

 

“Hmm.”

 

Ak Yeonbi’s hairstyle was quite radical for a woman of this era.

 

Her hair was cut haphazardly like it had been gnawed by mice, with only the back part grown long like a tail, swaying at her lower back.

 

‘What do you call that kind of hair? Shag cut? Wolf cut?’

 

Even in Riser’s previous life, it was a trend that had passed several times, so she had never tried it herself, but it was a hairstyle that had dominated an era.

 

“Why? She’s just pretty.”

 

“Your eyes are crooked. Well, that’s why you only wear the same green clothes every day.”

 

Riser was shocked.

 

‘She’s suddenly attacking me just because I didn’t join in badmouthing Ak Yeonbi?’

 

Moyong Hye, who had lost her reason and become venomous, was glaring daggers at Ak Yeonbi’s back. She had seemed like she couldn’t stand the sight of her just moments ago, but maybe her feelings had changed.

 

‘I wonder if her neck doesn’t feel the stare.’

 

Just as she thought that, Ak Yeonbi whirled around to look this way.

 

Then she pointed at Riser and said.

 

“There! The one in green clothes is Dang Ri-seo!”

 

At those words, following Ak Yeonbi’s fingertip, the Swordmaster’s lifeless gaze turned toward Riser.

 

‘What, what is this?’

 

Swoosh.

 

The appearance of Swordmaster Yeon Soha gliding closer with her pale skin devoid of any vitality and her jet-black hair flowing like waves was, though it might sound odd, exactly like a virgin ghost.

 

“What business do you have with me… Eek!”

 

Slash!

 

In one motion, she drew the sword at her waist and cut the rope binding Riser. Then, looking down at Riser with her lifeless black eyes, she said.

 

“…You can go.”

 

“Ah! Thank you!”

 

Riser decided to accept the gift of freedom without declining.

 

When Riser brushed off the rope, stood up, and bowed with cupped hands, Moyong Hye’s eyes widened.

 

“W-wait a moment. Swordmaster! Why are you only freeing Miss Dang?”

 

“…?”

 

Then the Swordmaster raised her hand and pointed to Peng Guyeon and Ak Yeonbi, who were freely unbound.

 

It seemed to mean ‘I’m not only freeing Dang Ri-seo, am I?’

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