The Granddaughter of the Manhyang Escort Agency Hides Her Magic - Chapter 58

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Chapter 58

“Ugh!”

The small body that exhaled breath sensed the crisis and pushed Mugyeol away with all her strength.

Mugyeol and Shin Ah were flung in opposite directions as the man’s sword narrowly missed them.

The Escort Warrior’s eyes wavered for a moment.

The pressure point strike releasing itself—an impossible thing had happened.

Phew, that was close.

Shin Ah, who brushed her chest in relief, caught the Escort Warrior’s attention.

“Were you surprised that I woke up? It was a bit of trouble, but it wasn’t difficult at all.”

When the Escort Warrior’s gaze fixed on Shin Ah, she signaled to Mugyeol with hand gestures.

‘Run away quickly! Run, I said run!’

Whether he understood or not, Mugyeol, who had been dazed for a moment, gripped his sword properly.

‘He didn’t understand.’

Shin Ah groaned inwardly.

She had consumed too much mana to release the pressure point strike.

She didn’t know the method to release pressure point strikes, but she thought stimulating the blocked pressure point would somehow work.

So she poured mana and internal energy toward the struck pressure point, and ended up unable to use magic anymore.

Thanks to that, the pressure point strike was released though.

‘Mugyeol, at least you should run away! Go and call for people!’

Shin Ah shouted inwardly, but it was already too late.

She knew she couldn’t survive safely until Mugyeol brought the supervisor or anyone else.

But at least one of them had to live.

“Don’t look at our young lady.”

“What?”

“It’s not over yet.”

When the Escort Warrior snorted at the ridiculous words, Mugyeol charged toward the man.

Mugyeol’s attack was simple. It was neither Mount Hua’s nor the escort agency’s. Because he hadn’t learned enough to clearly display any particular characteristics.

Just like when he first lied about mixing Mount Hua’s mysteries with the first technique of Tiger Walk Sword Technique, he swung his sword recklessly.

However, its power was tremendous. And since it wasn’t proper sword techniques, it was unpredictable, confusing the man.

“How pathetic! Attack properly!”

The man raised his voice while desperately blocking Mugyeol’s attacks. It was beginner’s luck working.

“Young lady, run away!”

Mugyeol shouted toward Shin Ah, not the man.

The man’s pride was hurt.

He knew the boy was attacking desperately. The strength was gradually leaving the boy’s sword with each moment.

But it annoyed him that this young brat, who could lose his head with just one mistake, was worrying about Shin Ah instead of him.

It felt like he was being ignored.

“Insolent brat! I’ll teach you properly!”

Though you’ll die before you can learn.

The man didn’t bother adding the latter words and swung his sword fiercely.

Clang, clang.

Sword clashed against sword, spitting sparks.

The situation quickly reversed. Mugyeol was pushed back step by step.

If this continued, he would fall off the cliff.

Whether she could use magic or not, she had to help.

“Mugyeol!”

Shin Ah charged toward the man.

She couldn’t use magic, but she had martial arts that she had recently learned by gritting her teeth under Chifung and Cheonrim.

Her body, carrying a handful of internal energy, shot out like an arrow, and Shin Ah’s head accurately struck the man’s side.

“Ugh.”

The man staggered from the surprise attack.

But overcoming the crisis through luck only went so far.

Poison glinted in the eyes of the truly angered man.

“I went easy on you because you’re young, but these brats dare look down on me?”

The man’s sword, infused with internal energy, hummed, and something like short heat waves rose above the sword.

‘No way, he’s just an Escort Warrior but he can use sword aura?’

But it was very different from the color of ordinary sword aura. The energy was particularly black and murky.

Shin Ah’s eyes widened.

‘It’s demonic energy!’

The opponent she thought was just a simple Escort Warrior was using demonic arts.

‘Did the Demon Cult… plant spies even in our Manhyang Express?’

Since when? How far?

It was an important issue, but there was no time to think at length.

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, Shin Ah had to make a choice.

Either die from the man’s sword, or fall off the cliff.

Neither option was appealing.

That’s when it happened.

“Young lady… please survive.”

Mugyeol pushed Shin Ah’s back hard, sending her flying, then charged at the man like a wild beast.

“Ugh!”

Shin Ah, who was flung away, rolled on the dirt ground. She instantly curled her body and used falling technique to minimize the impact, but her head was dizzy.

“Ah… Mugyeol…!”

When Shin Ah belatedly came to her senses and raised her head, Mugyeol was wrapped around the man’s thigh like a snake.

He had charged in with a do-or-die determination.

Driven by desperation, Mugyeol bit into the man’s thigh during the brief moment Shin Ah was getting up.

“Aaaaah! You leech bastard, get off! Aah.”

The man swung his sword frantically.

‘At this rate, he’ll kill the boy!’

Cold sweat beaded on Shin Ah’s forehead.

She had to escape this situation somehow.

Shin Ah gritted her teeth and sat in lotus position.

She intended to do some qi circulation and breathing to gather even a speck of internal energy.

‘Just hold on a little longer, Mugyeol.’

Fortunately, since this was a deep mountain valley with few people, the energy was pure, and perhaps due to desperation, it gathered quickly in her dantian.

Shin Ah sweated profusely, sending the internal energy to her circle to convert it to mana each time a little accumulated.

During this time, the battle took a turn for the worse.

A fishy taste filled his mouth as he bit down hard on the man’s thigh. Nausea rose to his throat, but Mugyeol absolutely wouldn’t let go.

The man spun around and around with Mugyeol attached.

At some point, crack—an ominous sound of stone splitting occurred.

And then.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

An eerie scream followed. The man who momentarily lost his balance and Mugyeol, who was clinging to him, swayed greatly toward midair.

“Mugyeol!”

Mugyeol and the man became one mass and plummeted off the cliff.

“No!”

The man and Mugyeol fell at high speed.

Shin Ah immediately threw her body toward midair.

‘Please, please. Please!’

She gathered every last bit of mana she had collected, as small as mouse droppings, pouring all her desperate wishes into it.

“Fly!”

Facing the wind, Shin Ah screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Flyyyy! Damn it, Flyyyy!”

Then, with a rumbling sound as if something inside her body was collapsing, her body gently floated upward.

‘It worked!’

She had succeeded in flying, not falling!

However, there was no time to enjoy the triumph. She couldn’t guarantee how long she could maintain the flight state.

Moreover, due to forcing herself to use magic, every bone in her body screamed in pain, and blood rose up her throat.

Shin Ah’s vision began to blur.

‘Get it together, So Shin Ah!’

Shin Ah bit the inside of her mouth and looked around frantically to find Mugyeol.

Mugyeol, who had somehow separated from the man’s body, was rapidly shrinking as he fell toward the distant cliff bottom with his bundle on his back.

If she missed him, it would be over!

Shin Ah leaned her body forward with every ounce of strength she had.

Falling rapidly like an arrow released from a bowstring, Shin Ah reached out her hand. Mugyeol’s fluttering clothes barely grazed her fingertips.

‘Just a little more!’

It would have been nice if Mugyeol could reach out his hand, but the child was unconscious.

‘I’ll definitely save you. So please, Mugyeol!’

Shin Ah kicked off the air once more, threw her body forward, and embraced Mugyeol tightly.

“Got you.”

The moment her tension briefly relaxed at the child’s warm body temperature.

“Ugh.”

Blood burst from Shin Ah’s mouth like a fountain, and her internal organs twisted.

Her vision turned white, then black.

* * *

“…Miss, young miss, you must eat, something, you must eat.”

Drip, tears falling on her face awakened Shin Ah’s consciousness.

“Ugh… urgh.”

Her whole body ached. Thanks to that, she realized.

‘I’m alive!’

But how did she survive?

Magic is dispelled the moment the caster loses consciousness. Then she and Mugyeol should have fallen straight down the cliff, right?

After pondering briefly, Shin Ah shook off her thoughts.

Does the reason matter? What matters is that she’s alive.

Shin Ah wiped away tears of emotion and groped around the ground. Rough twigs and dried grass stems caught in her hands.

…Where is this place?

“Young miss, please try drinking just one more drop.”

Mugyeol’s voice was clearly audible. And some unidentified liquid dripped onto her lips. When she instinctively stuck out her tongue to lick it, she tasted something sour.

Ptui ptui.

Shin Ah made a strange sound and waved her hands around.

“Ugh, stop crying and help me sit up, will you?”

Her voice cracked in ten thousand directions.

“Young miss?”

He must have been so surprised that she could feel Mugyeol’s body stiffen even with her eyes closed.

“Young miss! You’re alive, you’ve come back to life.”

“Yes, and you’re alive too.”

Sob, a whimper burst through Mugyeol’s clenched teeth. Mugyeol soon began crying loudly.

‘Hmm, he’s not in any state to help me up.’

Quickly giving up, Shin Ah pressed her hands against the ground and slowly raised her upper body.

A sharp pain shot up from her hands pressed against the ground, but fortunately nothing seemed broken.

“Young miss, you’re okay, right?”

Mugyeol wiped his tears and examined Shin Ah.

“Yeah, strangely I’m fine?”

She had fallen from an incredibly high cliff. She had also suffered considerable internal injuries from forcing herself to use magic just before falling.

Yet her physical condition was surprisingly not bad.

To assume her senses were dull from just waking up, the pain from when the twig pierced her palm was still vivid.

“That’s a relief.”

Now Mugyeol smiled broadly.

“You’re okay too, right?”

Shin Ah examined Mugyeol.

“I’m sturdy.”

His appearance, smiling with tears hanging at the corners of his eyes, was both pitiful and cute.

To think they were both safe after falling from a cliff – the only word that came to mind was miracle.

“But what’s that in your hand?”

Shin Ah pointed to Mugyeol’s hand. Mugyeol was holding some kind of fruit.

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