Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 67

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“Do you understand now? This isn’t something for Sister Yeon to interfere with.”

Yeon Soha was left speechless.

‘It makes too much sense.’

It was logic so sound that she couldn’t help but acknowledge it.

How could he speak so well? Yeon Soha felt a deep sense of defeat.

Listening to Umun Gwoe’s words, Yeon Soha felt like she had become a thief who had invaded someone else’s territory without notice to steal their disciple. (Yeon Soha failed to realize that what she had done at Cheonryeon Palace was exactly the same.)

“Now leave. I’m very busy taking care of my disciple.”

Umun Gwoe raised the corners of his mouth, celebrating his victory. Though winning a war of words against the Swordmaster wasn’t exactly something to be proud of.

“Wait…!”

Yeon Soha was very flustered.

It might be unexpected, but snatching up a prospective concubine belonging to Cheonryeon Palace wasn’t something even a Demon Lord could easily decide to do.

It wasn’t that she feared conflict with Cheonryeon Palace.

She could just beat them up a few times and be done with it. Violence was Yeon Soha’s highly preferred method of conflict resolution.

The real problem occurred after the beating.

Unlike Mua-ak, which cultivated in solitary independence, Cheonryeon Palace had more than enough friends to take their side. Moreover, didn’t they have the moral high ground in this case?

【”I want her. The person.”】

After much deliberation, Yeon Soha sought out the Office of the Sangwan Baek.

The power of the Office of the Sangwan Baek would be more than enough to offset Cheonryeon Palace’s influence.

In exchange, she might have to serve as a free mercenary several times, but she resolved to endure it with a master’s heart for the future of the talented young swordswoman.

But then Muk-in Chongkwan made a unique counter-proposal.

【”Among the children that Your Honor has in mind… is there a child named Dang Ri-seo?”】

What he meant was that there was a talent among the Cheonryeon Palace girls that the Office of the Sangwan Baek had already marked, and if she could guarantee that child’s safety, he would cooperate in kidnapping the prospective concubines. (To be precise, when Sangwan Baek went around complaining everywhere, he would mediate and smooth things over under the pretense of arbitration.)

Yeon Soha readily agreed to this backroom deal.

Since there was no one with the surname Dang among the swordswomen who had caught her eye during the last swordsmanship special lecture, she had nothing to lose.

Though she later confirmed the face and learned that Riser hadn’t even participated in the special lecture, she cleanly gave up. She had enough self-control not to commit the foolishness of losing both rabbits while trying to catch two.

But…

‘Who would have thought the Poison Master would take her as a disciple while I looked away for a moment.’

Though it might sound like an excuse, Yeon Soha had done what she could.

While she had brought everyone during the kidnapping due to the urgency, hadn’t she immediately sent Riser back as soon as she confirmed her name?

She had even checked whether the path back was dangerous and given her a Gwari fruit to prepare for any potential dangers.

With this much, heaven and earth would know how much loyalty Yeon Soha had shown and how sincere she had been.

The problem was that Muk-in Chongkwan didn’t know this.

‘This is serious. At this rate, I’ll lose all my disciples.’

It was an extremely troublesome situation.

If the Sangwan Baek learned that Dang Ri-seo, who was the condition for cooperation, had been taken by the Poison Master, he would obviously side with Cheonryeon Palace.

As her eyes darted around anxiously, something caught Yeon Soha’s attention at the edge of her vision.

The red, round fruit rolling on the dirt ground in a crushed state was all too familiar.

‘Gwari!’

Yeon Soha’s eyes flashed subtly.

Now that she thought about it, things didn’t add up. What was the reason she had come here in the first place?

【”Help. Me.”】

Hadn’t she come after hearing the sound of a Gwari calling for rescue?

Crack.

“…You’re lying.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Umun Gwoe didn’t budge.

If he had any ordinary conscience, his facial muscles would have flinched slightly. She knew it already, but he was truly a shameless person.

“Do you have proof?”

Yeon Soha immediately pointed with her fingertip at the crushed Gwari fruit.

“If you were truly the child’s master, there would be no reason for her to blow the Gwari asking for help, would there?”

-That was what she meant.

“Hmm.”

Umun Gwoe’s expression visibly darkened.

‘It’s troublesome to explain.’

Most of all, even if he told her, she probably wouldn’t believe it.

The truth that the Dang Family girl had stupidly mistaken it for a poison-neutralizing bead and bit the Gwari, then chewed it in surprise, sounded like a lie even to Umun Gwoe’s own ears.

“Perhaps my eyes have grown dim lately.”

If it was persuasion doomed to fail anyway, it wouldn’t matter to skip it.

“I don’t see anything.”

Whoosh!

Umun Gwoe flicked his fingers a couple of times and burned the Gwari fruit with his Sammaejinhwa.

“…”

Shing.

The Swordmaster drew her sword.

The war of words was over. Now it was time for a battle of swords.

Flash!

In the blink of an eye, Yeon Soha’s form rushed toward Umun Gwoe.

Swish!

Then the Poison Master’s poison weapon, the Jara Cheonok-mang, made from heavenly silkworm silk harder than diamond soaked in extreme poison, spread out like a spider web.

Just touching the end of it would leave scars that could never be erased for life.

The ominous purple light, too sinister to be called simple defense, eerily surrounded Yeon Soha densely and enveloped her.

“Don’t hold back. How dare you.”

The needle-sharp Muae-geom flashed.

Yeon Soha’s sword instantly penetrated the gaps in the Jara Cheonok-mang, threading through like embroidery all at once, then concentrated her sword energy and exploded it in one breath.

Boom!

The Jara Cheonok-mang, torn to shreds, scattered and fell.

“I wasn’t particularly holding back my techniques.”

It was a fight he couldn’t win from the start.

How could a Poison Master without poison handle a Swordmaster with a sword?

He had only intended to buy time until Riser finished her energy circulation.

‘Sluggish brat. What’s so difficult about that little bit of poison that makes her so slow?’

Umun Gwoe clicked his tongue and glanced down at Riser.

The sight of his direct disciple (to-be) who had entered energy circulation with her eyes quietly closed, firmly believing in her master’s (self-proclaimed) promise to stand guard.

“…I’m simply cherishing my disciple.”

“??”

Yeon Soha was confused.

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