The Granddaughter of Manhyang Escort Bureau Hides Her Magic - Chapter 135

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Chapter 135

 

“Aaaaaahhhhh!”

 

Before they could even get used to the damp smell of the underground, a scream that shook their eardrums rang out.

 

“What, what’s happening!”

 

Shin Ah reflexively kicked off the floor and launched her body into the corridor.

 

Before long, Shin Ah discovered Hyeong Daegwang sitting collapsed on the floor and Mugyeol gripping the back of his neck.

 

Between Hyeong Daegwang’s legs, a long spear was embedded. His vital parts had nearly become skewered.

 

Shin Ah felt relieved seeing Hyeong Daegwang trembling while pale as a sheet.

 

At least no accident had occurred.

 

Then she looked at Mugyeol standing behind Hyeong Daegwang.

 

As soon as their eyes met, Mugyeol threw down Hyeong Daegwang and ran over.

 

“Young Miss!”

 

Ugh, whether Hyeong Daegwang who had fallen behind Mugyeol screamed or not, Shin Ah first checked on Mugyeol’s safety.

 

“Mugyeol, are you hurt anywhere?”

 

“No. But how did you get in? It should have been blocked by an iron door.”

 

“I have my ways.”

 

Mugyeol didn’t ask further and nodded.

 

“You’re alright, aren’t you, Young Miss?”

 

Even though he could see with his own eyes that Shin Ah looked no different from when they parted, Mugyeol still asked.

 

“Yeah. What about him?”

 

Only after confirming each other’s safety did Shin Ah show interest in Hyeong Daegwang. Hyeong Daegwang was still unable to recover from the shock of nearly becoming a eunuch.

 

“He injured his ankle, but other than that he’s fine. It’s not bad enough that he can’t walk.”

 

In this harsh Murim, a sprained ankle didn’t even count as an injury.

 

“Did you check inside?”

 

“I was working on it.”

 

In the middle, poison needles flew and spears fell from the sky – whenever they tried to advance, various traps popped out making entry difficult.

 

“Since this was used as the Thousand-Faced Divine Thief’s hideout, there should be a device to disable the mechanisms, but I couldn’t find it.”

 

Shin Ah patted the dejected Mugyeol’s shoulder.

 

“Since the Thousand-Faced Divine Thief made it, it wouldn’t be easy. Just making it this far without getting hurt is good enough. From now on, I’ll take the lead. I know a bit about mechanisms.”

 

Mugyeol tried to stop her saying it was dangerous, but hesitated when he saw Shin Ah’s refreshing smile.

 

Shin Ah looked dazzlingly beautiful when she was confident.

 

Meanwhile, Mugyeol followed after Shin Ah who had gone ahead, his ears turning red.

 

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“Don’t step there.”

 

“Walk close to the wall.”

 

“Why do you think that candlestick is there? Don’t touch anything that’s sticking out randomly.”

 

Shin Ah skillfully avoided traps that would trigger mechanisms, and thanks to that, they were soon able to reach the Thousand-Faced Divine Thief’s real hideout.

 

The Thousand Faces Divine Thief’s hideout was truly a treasure warehouse.

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang’s face brightened up brilliantly.

 

“Master! Thank you!”

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang leaped onto the sack filled with gold. The open-mouthed sack couldn’t withstand his excitement and spilled out gold.

 

“Look at this. This wonderful space that our master arranged for his disciple!”

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang came down from the sack and started touching various items.

 

He chattered excitedly like someone heavily drunk, even though he hadn’t touched a single drop of alcohol.

 

“There’s alcohol here! There’s alcohol too!”

 

He had wondered about the fragrant smell wafting around, and there was indeed a jar of alcohol.

 

“How long has it been since I’ve had alcohol!”

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang joyfully opened the jar lid. At that moment, with a clicking sound, a round hole appeared in the wall and an arrow flew in.

 

Aimed precisely at Hyeong Dae-gwang’s head!

 

“Does he have no learning ability?”

 

Mugyeol muttered and sent his sword flying to deflect the arrow. The arrow changed direction and embedded itself in the wall. Crack, fissures spread around where the arrow struck.

 

“I, I almost died.”

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang stuck to the wall and slid down as if slipping.

 

Shin Ah clicked her tongue disapprovingly.

 

“Do you think the Thousand Faces Divine Thief wouldn’t have set up a single trap in a place where he piled up so many treasures?”

 

The dazed Hyeong Dae-gwang slowly shook his head.

 

“Get your wits together, stand up, and look for other traps.”

 

Finally, Shin Ah began to move.

 

* * *

 

One hour later.

 

As a result of combing through the narrow room like searching for lice, Shin Ah had dismantled a total of three mechanisms, Mugyeol had discovered one trap, and Hyeong Dae-gwang had triggered two mechanisms.

 

Once again, it was Mugyeol who saved him.

 

When the iron-weighted pendulum fell from the ceiling, if Mugyeol hadn’t pushed him away, he would be catching up with his master in the afterlife by now.

 

“Thank you.”

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang said, wiping away his sweat.

 

“No need for thanks, I’ll take payment in money.”

 

Shin Ah quickly picked up on Hyeong Dae-gwang’s words.

 

“Money? Where would I have money?”

 

“Here, there, and over there.”

 

Shin Ah pointed with her finger at the sacks containing gold, the martial arts secret manuals organized on one side, and the pouches containing elixirs.

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang gulped nervously. He remembered his previous negotiation with Shin Ah.

 

‘If I don’t stay sharp, she’ll take everything!’

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang carefully opened his mouth.

 

“Everything here belongs to my master. So I can’t just give it away carelessly.”

 

“But he’s dead?”

 

“That’s exactly why it’s not allowed. These are relics. In the martial world, the bond between master and disciple is more precious than that between parent and child.”

 

“Alright then.”

 

“Huh?”

 

When Shin Ah unexpectedly backed down obediently, Hyeong Daegwang’s facial muscles twisted strangely. One eye squinted and his lips protruded awkwardly.

 

“You’re not taking the money? You’re not asking for more? Why aren’t you trying to persuade me?”

 

“You said they’re master’s relics that can’t be touched. Your conviction to protect your master’s belongings should be respected. After we leave, I’ll make sure no one can ever enter again. Not just the entrance – I’ll make it so not even a single ant can get in…”

 

Hyeong Daegwang’s plan to drive away the Demon Cult members, hand over the paper slip that caused all this trouble to the Murim Alliance Leader, then return to collect the gold once the world quieted down was shattered to pieces.

 

Cold sweat ran down Hyeong Daegwang’s spine as he looked at Shin Ah.

 

The way she looked around, turning her head this way and that, seemed like she was carefully considering where and how to destroy things to completely seal this place.

 

Hyeong Daegwang’s vision went dark at the thought of all these precious things being buried in the ground. Moreover, since this was beneath a cliff, it would be difficult to dig up the soil to retrieve the items.

 

‘It would take several years at least! And if even one remaining trap activates during that time, I’d die on the spot!’

 

“W-wait, wait!”

 

When Hyeong Daegwang stretched his hand toward Shin Ah, Mugyeol reflexively glared at him.

 

In the past, he would have at least given Mugyeol an apologetic look, but Hyeong Daegwang, who was about to lose all these precious things, had no capacity to worry about such matters now.

 

“Now that I think about it again, if it were my master, he probably wouldn’t have been greedy for material possessions.”

 

Shin Ah tilted her head and looked at him.

 

“My master always liked sharing things with others.”

 

It was all lies.

 

The Thousand-Faced Divine Thief was greedy. He wouldn’t share even a single grain of rice that was his.

 

But he was dead, so what did a lie of this magnitude matter?

 

If he beats me when I go to the afterlife? I’ll just take the beating.

 

Since he’s already dead, it doesn’t matter if my nose gets crooked twice or three times.

 

“Really. Trust my words. If master knew we shared these things, he would truly be delighted.”

 

“If you really want to give them to us, fine. I’ll take some. We can take whatever we want, right?”

 

“Of course. Take as much as you can carry.”

 

How much could they possibly take anyway?

 

People only have two hands, and as for bundles, Mugyeol only had one small one.

 

Even if they took plenty to their heart’s content, there would be more than enough left for Hyeong Daegwang’s share.

 

With that thought, he felt like a miser for preventing them from taking the treasures earlier by mentioning relics.

 

Then, Shin Ah took out a small pouch.

 

“Mugyeol, put the stuff from that gold sack in here.”

 

Puhaha, Hyeong Daegwang burst into laughter.

 

“What could you possibly fit in that tiny pouch? My goodness. You’d be better off putting it in a bag. Like this.”

 

Hyeong Daegwang put one Night Pearl that was rolling on the ground into a bag.

 

“Yes, you try stuffing things into your bag there. Mugyeol, what are you doing? Hurry up and put them in.”

 

Mugyeol, who had inwardly agreed with Hyeong Daegwang’s words, moved according to Shin Ah’s instructions despite his puzzled expression.

 

‘Let’s not doubt Miss’s words. Miss is someone who can make lightning strike from a clear sky.’

 

Mugyeol carefully selected and put in gold chunks that would fit in the small pouch.

 

“Mugyeol, pack it tight. It’s fine.”

 

Shin Ah, who had approached nearby, grabbed two pieces of gold at a time and pushed them into the pouch.

 

But quite amazingly, the fist-sized gold pieces slipped right into that small pouch.

 

Hyeong Dae-gwang’s mouth fell wide open.

 

“Wh-what is that?”

 

What else, it’s a subspace pocket.

 

Shin Ah answered inwardly and smiled brightly.

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