The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 120

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Chapter 120

“Hehe, our grandmother’s scent!”

As soon as I entered the Jigaedang, I hugged grandmother tightly and took a deep breath.

‘How much I missed this fragrance!’

When I smell grandmother’s unique herbal scent mixed with her body odor, I feel emotionally stable, like there’s nothing in the world to fear.

“Hm? Sniff sniff, something’s a bit different today?”

But there was something else mixed in with grandmother’s familiar scent.

This is, well…

“You child! Are you spreading rumors around the neighborhood that granny didn’t wash?”

“…Ah.”

Our Shin Geum was confined in Chamhoe-dong.

As a prisoner, bathing would have been out of the question.

“Grandmother, I’m sorry.”

In the room were not only grandmother and me, but also Eok I-geon, Eok Grandfather, Cheon-gang, and Seo-ryeon.

I quickly made an excuse on grandmother’s behalf.

“But it’s not like the smell is terrible, grandmother! It’s just a little different from usual, it’s savory and nice!”

“What, what? Savory?”

“Yeah! Just like scorched rice tea?”

“This girl, really! Hmph!”

I tried my best not to embarrass grandmother, but it seems I only earned her resentment.

“Grandmother, this is Shaolin Temple! No violence allowed!”

When I quickly took a defensive stance and stepped back, Shin Geum looked exasperated.

Then grandmother suddenly lowered her voice and asked Eok Grandfather.

“Did you perhaps pass on the family’s secret techniques to Seolha?”

“Don’t worry. There isn’t even a single ant around us.”

Eok Grandfather nodded as if he understood his daughter’s cautious concerns better than anyone.

“Seolha insisted she had to come to Shaolin Temple, so I had no choice. She couldn’t come in her original state, could she.”

“That’s true.”

Worry filled grandmother’s eyes as she looked at me.

“No matter how worried you are about granny, child, what would you do if you got caught coming here!”

“Isn’t it fine as long as I don’t get caught?”

“Just because you got through today, do you think tomorrow will be the same? This is Shaolin! How can you be so reckless! Ugh! I raised you too fearlessly!”

Grandmother rolled her eyes and beat her chest.

Really!

“That’s not something grandmother, who came to Shaolin Temple to steal Daehwandan, should say, is it?”

At my blunt truth, grandmother closed her mouth, but didn’t stop glaring at me.

‘Hmm.’

I should stop talking about Daehwandan now.

If I keep bringing it up, it might become grandmother’s sore spot.

At this point, I decided to cheer up Shin Geum.

“Grandmother, this!”

“…What’s that?”

“Pavilion Master Gong Pae-cheon told me to give this to you when I met you?”

“…!”

What I held out was a letter that Uncle Gong Pae-cheon had written to grandmother.

I could feel grandmother’s indifferent gaze change immediately.

Here I am playing messenger at my age.

“You didn’t read it beforehand, did you Seolha?”

“Grandmother! What do you take me for!”

Wow, I swear I didn’t even open it.

Honestly, I’m curious, but I have absolutely no intention of interfering in grandmother’s love life.

“As if I’d read it knowing what kind of content might be in there!”

What if I saw it and learned something I shouldn’t know.

Like between our grandmother and Uncle Gong Pae-cheon, you know, that kind of thing.

Anyway, when I looked at grandmother with an extremely wronged expression, Shin Geum slightly averted her gaze.

“If not, then granny’s sorry.”

“Ling.”

“Yes, father.”

“I’ve been wanting to ask since earlier, why is your way of speaking like that?”

Eok Grandfather seemed quite awkward hearing dialect he’d never heard before coming from his lovely daughter’s mouth.

“Right, grandmother. I was curious too. You’ve regained your original appearance, so why do you keep using dialect?”

“Granny has her character setting too, child!”

“What? Setting?”

“That’s right! You said your frail grandmother setting worked well too, didn’t you? When granny changed her way of speaking, life became a bit easier. When shopping at the market, they give me a little extra, you know?”

I had no idea.

Grandmother had her own circumstances too.

You worked hard.

“It’s become a habit now. I’ve been talking like this to your face for 17 years, Seolha, so how could it change in an instant? If you don’t like it, granny will stop.”

“Hm? I’m fine with it. You can do whatever makes you comfortable, grandmother.”

What does it matter if she uses dialect or not.

To me, she’s just the same Shin Geum.

Right now, Eok Grandfather was more of a problem than me.

He flinches every time dialect comes out of grandmother’s mouth, and it’s pitiful to watch.

Well, it’s not really speech befitting one of the Three Beauties of Jungwon.

“I’ll be careful, father.”

Grandmother, who acted like she’d devour me, became incredibly modest when dealing with Eok Grandfather.

That disparity was amazing, but also made me suddenly furious without warning.

The culprits who made grandmother like this today.

Namgung Cheon and Moryong Gil are probably living well, aren’t they?

I won’t let those bastards get away with it!

I’ll expose all their black hearts to the world so they can never act up again.

Clearing grandmother’s false accusations was truly my destined mission in this world.

Flutter!

A carrier pigeon flew up over the pavilions of Shaolin Temple.

Martial Arts Alliance Military Headquarters, Message Pavilion.

Coo coo coo—

A carrier pigeon arrived there.

The miscellaneous worker in charge of cage management quickly untied the tube from the carrier pigeon’s leg, put it in a bamboo tube connected to the floor below, and pulled the string.

Ding.

With the sound of a small bell, a tube dropped from the bamboo tube designed on the upper part of the desk. The person who collected messages and managed reports picked it up.

“Shaolin Temple, is it.”

After confirming the sender by the mark carved on the tube, he wrote ‘Shaolin Temple’ in the sender section of a blank paper.

Then he opened the sealed tube and took out a small rolled-up note and unfolded it. The man’s eyes flashed as he read the contents.

The man quickly looked around, confirmed no one was there, then copied one more sheet besides the report document and hid it in his sleeve.

Respectfully submitted to the Martial Arts Alliance Leader.

This humble monk Gong-heo, in my capacity as Abbot of Shaolin Temple, takes up the brush to propose one critical matter to the Alliance Leader.

I request a reinvestigation into the tragedy that occurred 17 years ago in Hanshan, Anhui Province—the massacre at Sword Cry Manor.

While there was evidence and testimony pointing to Dang Yeong-ryeong of the Sichuan Tang School as the perpetrator of that incident, there were also several questionable points.

Therefore, we at Shaolin believe that the plea of innocence for the daughter of Am-wang, the Grand Family Head of the Sichuan Dang Family, is justified.

Even at the time the incident occurred, the investigation seemed to proceed too hastily, and it’s difficult to rule out the possibility that several aspects I mentioned earlier were overlooked without sufficient investigation.

Considering that the Sichuan Tang School continues to assert innocence even after 17 years have passed, I believe it is necessary to conduct a thorough reinvestigation of the case at this opportunity.

Re-examining the truth of the incident from the beginning and clearly determining the true culprit would align with the justice of the martial arts world.

I hope that the fair judgment of the Martial Arts Alliance will prevent unjust harm and establish justice.

This humble monk, representing Shaolin Temple, hereby submits this matter to the Alliance Council.

I await the Alliance Leader’s decision and will conclude here.

Respectfully submitted by Gong-heo.

Rip!

Namgung Cheon crumpled the note and snorted.

It was the moment when Am-wang’s final desperate struggle became clear, just as Moryong Gil had said.

“The Alliance Leader’s hall must be noisy right now.”

“It seems they’re calling the elders dispatched from each sect to gather opinions.”

“What’s the atmosphere like?”

“…It looks like they’ll proceed with the reinvestigation.”

Namgung Myeong answered while reading the situation. Namgung Cheon clicked his tongue again, showing his displeasure, and Namgung Myeong flinched and trembled.

“Fine. Don’t worry about that. Since Shaolin has stepped forward, there won’t be any place that would easily oppose it.”

Namgung Cheon spoke as if it was fine, but his clenched fists were filled with tension.

Shaolin Temple.

The thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple, the North Star of Mount Tai.

‘I will definitely seize their position.’

The Namgung Family.

The thousand-year-old Namgung Family.

The Azure Sky Emperor Namgung Family.

This was the world Namgung Cheon dreamed of.

“What’s the situation at Shaolin Temple? Have you looked into Am-wang’s condition?”

Blaming his past weak attitude, Namgung Cheon resolved to finish off Am-wang this time for sure.

“Well…”

He had only ordered them to monitor Am-wang’s movements within Shaolin Temple, but they still hadn’t brought proper news.

Though he shared his blood, he was irritated by his incompetence.

At least he was fortunate to have a sharp grandson.

“We’ve placed eyes everywhere so we can know immediately when Am-wang begins to move…”

“Family Head!”

Just then, the supervisor urgently entered the family head’s room and handed a letter to Namgung Cheon.

“…!”

The letter contained only a single character: ‘Meeting ‘.

Namgung Cheon waved his hand to dismiss the supervisor while holding the letter with cold eyes.

After the supervisor left, he tore open the sealed portion of the letter.

Dang Yeong-ryeong alive, Shaolin Temple.

At the single line of text, Namgung Cheon’s eyes became bloodshot and rage erupted from his entire body.

‘So that girl was alive after all!’

Pieces of the torn letter fell before Namgung Myeong’s eyes as he cowered from Namgung Cheon’s fury.

Namgung Myeong’s face turned pale as he confirmed the contents.

‘This cannot be…’

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