The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 232

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 232
“Contact with the opposite sex as well…”
Seol Jo-yang looked Pee So-won up and down as she spoke.
I followed her gaze and looked at Pee So-won.
The laptop that should have been in Pee So-won’s hand—
‘It’s gone.’
I saw a small lighter in Pee So-won’s hand instead.
A Pocket Dimension Item.
She’d put the laptop inside it.
“You won’t like that.”
In that instant, Seol Jo-yang’s eyes turned cold.
The meek demeanor she’d shown earlier in front of Sa Gong-seong—like a niece being scolded by her uncle—had vanished without a trace.
What exactly was the relationship between these two?
Before I could explain that, I straightened up from the vase and spoke to Pee So-won.
“Go.”
Pee So-won was about to disappear quickly through the backdoor.
Seol Jo-yang spoke up.
“Just bring two drinks, would you?”
“Ah… yes.”
Seol Jo-yang watched Pee So-won intently until she left, then looked at me. That is, me.
Sa Gong-seong.
“It’s filthy.”
“Filthy?”
I answered that way and found myself leaning against where the vase had been.
I was beginning to feel more than just a slight buzz—I was actually getting drunk.
Damn it.
I’d used my Focus skill earlier, so I had no more Focus skills left to use now.
“What exactly is filthy?”
For now, I had to hold on. During the remaining possession time—that is, while Pee So-won was away—I needed to avoid suspicion by responding as Sa Gong-seong would.
“Our sect is suffering because of the Director. People say you’re obsessed with money, that you’re doing illegal things behind the scenes.”
What is this?
I couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh hearing those words come from the mouth of Seol Ok-gyun’s adopted daughter and likely successor.
As I made that deflating sound, Seol Jo-yang furrowed her brows.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing. It’s just… aren’t you being too naive?”
With the alcohol loosening my tongue, the words flowed out.
“You know roughly what our sect does, yet me… what about me?”
I thumped my chest as I spoke.
“For the sect’s livelihood!”
More precisely, for the Heonsu Bureau’s livelihood and the livelihood of this world!
“You’re sacrificing yourself?”
Look at that bastard on stage breaking wooden boards.
It’s a tearjerking sacrifice, truly.
“I find it deeply deceptive that you’ve been spouting such noble doctrine all this time.”
Honestly, it’s the truth.
Sa Gong-seong handles all the dirty work behind the scenes, yet here he is throwing lavish parties while pretending to be an ordinary religious figure, an ordinary person.
Especially—
The Taebaek Guild documents I saw on the laptop.
You can probably guess who smuggled those out.
“Aside from being the Gyoju’s adopted daughter, aren’t you fundamentally no different from the people inside there?”
I said this while observing Seol Jo-yang quietly.
Of course, my slightly unsteady legs were unavoidable.
But the moment Seol Jo-yang’s jaw clenched and trembled.
I knew I had touched her reverse scale.
So—
‘I seem to be doing well.’
It appeared Sa Gong-seong often attacked in this manner.
Well, Sa Gong-seong is the Director.
The Director responsible for Korea’s religious sect. Moreover, he had connections with Seol Ok-gyun even before the sect’s expansion.
Which meant Sa Gong-seong would—
‘Never like Seol Jo-yang.’
Oh. I managed to deduce a fairly plausible theory without even using my Focus skill!
“Why am I no different? I received a revelation. A precious revelation given by Father.”
“A revelation?”
I turned my head with a scoff.
“You don’t believe in my revelation! You always said that. I told you I received a revelation the day of my accident! Father made me survive even after my spine was pierced.”
“Then what about your legs? Shouldn’t Father have healed those perfectly as well?”
At my question, Seol Jo-yang looked at me as if she wanted to slap my cheek immediately, then spoke while trembling.
“When morning comes, dawn retreats.”
“Yes. I understand.”
Ah. So this conversation is ultimately hollow.
“But when exactly does that morning arrive?”
At those words, Seol Jo-yang’s eyes grew clouded.
What is this.
Did I perhaps misspeak—
“When the dawn breaks. Father never told you that? And yet you carry around that tablet PC all day with all sorts of materials about Father inside it.”
Seol Jo-yang sneered at me.
All sorts of materials about Father?
Such a tablet PC exists?
That was the moment.
Pee So-won brought two glasses of iced tea clinking with ice on a silver tray.
Her face was plastered with a forced smile as she offered the iced tea to Seol Jo-yang and me.
Seol Jo-yang snatched the iced tea from Pee So-won and spoke.
“It’s good to be careful.”
“Huh? Oh… yes.”
Seol Jo-yang said that, then downed the iced tea in one gulp and handed it back to Pee So-won.
Watching this, I suddenly realized something.
Hmm… this…?
Time remaining: 00:03
I quickly shoved the iced tea into my mouth.
Ice and all, crunching away.
Both Pee So-won and Seol Jo-yang were flustered at the sight.
I looked at the bottom of the empty glass and let out a satisfied burp.
“Buuuurp—!”
And at that moment—
Quest ‘Tea Time with the Social Butterfly Queen’ completed!
This actually worked?
With that thought—
Crash bang crash!
I looked at the broken furniture scattered before me and the people staring at it in wonder.
‘I… I’m back.’
Lee Yu-ji.
In other words, the real me!
That’s when it happened.
Someone rushed over to me and whispered in my ear.
“Um… well… we’ve run out of furniture. Could you wrap things up around here?”
Of course I had to finish.
I nodded and took my final stance.
“Hey! Hey!”
Dressed in a gown rather than a martial arts uniform, feet shoulder-width apart, with my pivot leg forward.
In other words—
‘This looks absolutely ridiculous.’
But I stood there amid the furniture scattered like a bomb had gone off, looking down at the people with an awkward smile.
“So… that… was… all.”
Now that the alcohol had worn off, I felt… well…
“Th-thank… you…?”
My speech broke again!
I fled the stage.
The moment I stepped down, Min-ju grabbed me.
“Unnie, that was so cool!”
Cool?
Min-ju must have eaten something that disagreed with her.
I laughed with a face that looked like my soul was about to leave my body.
“Y-yeah. Thanks. But I really need to use the restroom…”
‘When Yeom-myeong arrives. Father didn’t mention that, did he? Even though he carries that tablet PC around all day with all sorts of information about Father inside it.’
The tablet PC.
The one holding Seol Ok-gyun’s secrets.
If I miss this moment—
I watched Sa Gong-seong entering through the backdoor and Pee So-won supporting him.
Sa Gong-seong’s eyes and legs were completely relaxed.
Seol Jo-yang, who came in with him, seemed to be instructing the security guards standing near the backdoor to support Sa Gong-seong.
With a rotten expression.
‘Which means—’
Seol Jo-yang was going back into the room.
And Seol Jo-yang must have hidden the tablet PC somewhere in that room.
‘I need to get to that floor.’
I quickly moved to the upper floor.
I could see security guards carrying wooden planks that appeared to have been removed from a bookshelf somewhere on the upper floor.
Thanks to that, the doors to various rooms were left open.
Could Sa Gong-seong’s room be among these?
Would Sa Gong-seong have left something in his room like that?
No, that’s not it.
That’s not right.
I entered the emergency stairwell and called Park Min-bae.
Park Min-bae answered quickly.
[Well… you see.]
“I’ll hear your excuses later.”
[Ah, yes.]
“You’re monitoring Sa Gong-seong’s location in real-time through CCTV, right?
[Yes. But?]
“Does Sa Gong-seong have a Pocket Dimension Item on his body?”
If it was something that important, he wouldn’t have separated it from himself.
Definitely.
Park Min-bae hesitated briefly at my question.
He seemed to be scanning the CCTV from multiple angles.
In the meantime, I heard a voice from outside the emergency stairwell.
“Hey, I’m telling you I can walk on my own!”
“Yes, yes. Chairman.”
“You bastards. Don’t you trust what I say?”
It was the voices of Sa Gong-seong and the security guards.
And then—
[There it is. A ring caught on the pinky of the right hand. That’s an item.]
Park Min-bae’s response came through.
I found it.
The tablet PC.

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