The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 135

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Chapter 135

“What kind of place is Cheon-sin-mun? I’m ashamed to say that my knowledge is limited and I know nothing about it at all.”

Of course you wouldn’t know.

Since it’s a sect I just made up on the spot.

“It’s a very, very small place.”

“It seems to be a mysterious sect.”

“It’s not really that mysterious… haha.”

I was laughing awkwardly and deliberately avoiding Hae-jeong Satanim’s gaze when it happened.

…Huh?

Who are all of you and why are you looking this way?

The customers in the tea house were all showing interest in our direction as if they had made an appointment.

Since when exactly?

When I entered, I was too full from eating, and after that I was too distracted by Hae-jeong Satanim’s scolding.

But.

‘Did they hear everything I said up until now?’

Then Cheon-sin-mun is completely exposed?

I regretted not thinking a bit more to come up with something more plausible, but it was too late.

Moreover, they already seemed to know who I was.

Being near the Martial Arts Alliance, rumors certainly spread fast.

After all, wasn’t Grandmother the hottest topic these days?

The leader of the Dark Assassin Corps, who had been declared a public enemy of the martial arts world 17 years ago, had returned demanding a reinvestigation.

Not only that.

Eok Grandfather had demonstrated his strength against Sword Saint Namgung Cheon in front of the main gate of the Martial Arts Alliance, revealing to everyone that he had reached the realm of transcendence.

The birth of an absolute master comparable to the Ten Supremes.

It would have been stranger if things were quiet.

For the time being, Sacheon-dangmun would inevitably be the center of attention wherever we went.

In the midst of all this, I, as Grandmother’s adopted granddaughter, would also frequently be mentioned.

They’d say things like the Dang Family’s adopted granddaughter obtained the original copy of the Neung-ga Scripture and offered it to Shaolin Monastery.

At this point, I wondered if I should have given my real name.

Although I would return to headquarters once Grandmother’s affairs were settled, I wanted to avoid becoming famous.

“Benefactor, where is Cheon-sin-mun located?”

Hae-jeong Satanim’s questioning was persistent. I wondered if she was only like this with me, or if she was naturally very curious.

For now, I gave an ambiguous response.

“Well, you could say it’s somewhere between Tibet and Qinghai, beyond Sichuan Province. It’s like a remote place where people’s footsteps rarely reach.”

“So that’s why Benefactor Cheon Su-dok-hwa…”

Yes, it’s an excellent location for hiding.

A location where even if someone tried to visit Cheon-sin-mun in the future, they would never be able to find it.

The name was a bit of a disaster, but I was quite satisfied with how I handled the conclusion.

Except for becoming an object of teasing.

“Pfft, Cheon-sin-mun?”

“Does that mean we also become disciples of Cheon-sin-mun?”

We were on our way back to the Martial Arts Alliance after parting with Hae-jeong Satanim and Monk Mu-eun.

Cheon-gang and Seo-ryeon joined forces as if they had been waiting to tease me.

“Honestly, I was nervous you might say Cheon-sin-gyo. The sound is kind of similar, you know.”

“Seo-ryeon too? I thought the same thing!”

Now I see these two get along really well.

Could it be that only I fell in love alone, my beloved?

I crossed my arms and looked at the two of them, planning to see how far this would go.

“You should be grateful you didn’t say one more character. If you had, I really would have fainted.”

“Come on, surely Seolha wouldn’t go that far…”

That far what?

You’re saying I’m not that stupid?

Trailing off like that makes me feel worse, you know?

Ugh, maybe I should change my bias this time!

“Stop it, both of you.”

Perhaps sensing that my complexion was gradually heating up, Eok I-geon unusually stepped in to mediate.

I saw you laughing earlier too, you know?

You should know that pretending otherwise now won’t work.

“…Miss Tak?”

Huh?

Who called me?

I was walking while grumbling internally when I suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice.

Was there anyone in this neighborhood who would call me Miss Tak?

Puzzled, I turned around and flinched when I spotted two beggars.

‘Beggar’s Guild?’

One of them was definitely a beggar from the Beggar’s Guild.

His grimy appearance with dirty water dripping down and the knots at his waist proved it.

‘But the one next to him… Gasp! Namgung San? Why does he look like that?’

“It really is Miss Tak! To meet again like this here…”

Namgung San approached me with delight.

Considerably mentally fatigued from dealing with Hae-jeong Satanim, I barely moved my lips to whisper.

“Should we just run for it?”

Since I had committed some wrongs, it felt awkward to face him.

“Who might you be…?”

I pretended not to recognize Namgung San, tilted my head, and then ran at full speed in the opposite direction.

“Phew.”

It was truly fortunate that he didn’t chase after me.

The purpose behind the establishment of the Martial Arts Alliance in the past was to uphold the spirit of the righteous martial arts world.

To punish evildoers and implement justice, strict rules were necessary, and there had to be power to enforce them.

Therefore, even within the Martial Arts Alliance, the law enforcement agency, Jipbeop-dang, had a somewhat rigid atmosphere.

The gray walls without a single decoration, the black roof tiles, and the stone-paved floor gave a desolate and rough feeling.

A distinctive solemn energy was embedded in the pavilion itself, as if only discipline and law were permitted here.

In front of the inner gate leading in and out of Jipbeop-dang.

Hwangbo Sik, the Grand Elder of the Hwangbo Family, stood with a gloomy expression.

His face reflected an indescribable deep anguish.

Having lived in the world for a long time, he had recently begun to see things he hadn’t noticed before.

“Oh? Sik, is that you?”

“Elder brother, have you been well?”

“I’m always the same. But I called for my nephew, so why did you come?”

“The family head seems to be busy with his duties, so I, who was idle in the back room, came instead. It’s also been a while since I’ve seen your face, elder brother, so it serves a dual purpose.”

“Is that so? Hmm… Actually, this worked out better.”

“…?”

“Your son is being investigated at Jipbeop-dang.”

“What? What do you mean…?”

“Un, who left abruptly 17 years ago. I hear that fellow is currently staying at Chim-neok Hall.”

“…!”

“Won’t you meet with him once?”

When you get older, you come to understand through intuition even things you don’t necessarily need to know.

‘Un-ah.’

The Geommyeong Mountain Manor massacre incident where the manor lord and his entire family were brutally murdered in a single night.

His son left crucial testimony at the center of that tragedy and then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

What had happened to his son at that time?

Hwangbo Sik’s deep sigh sank endlessly.

With a huge stone weighing on his chest, he crossed the main gate of Jipbeopdang.

Stop!

A martial artist standing guard blocked Hwangbo Sik’s path.

“Thank you for your service.”

“Please state your name and purpose of visit.”

Befitting a Jipbeopdang martial artist, the man made his demand firmly and sternly.

“I am Hwangbo Sik of the Hwangbo Family. I heard my son is receiving an investigation here today.”

Hwangbo Sik’s voice was calm, but countless emotions were flowing within it.

“It’s a son I haven’t seen for 17 years. Could I meet with him now?”

“Please wait a moment.”

Hwangbo Un was a witness, not a criminal.

He had only come to Jipbeopdang to receive a reference investigation regarding the re-examination of Dang Yeong-ryeong’s case, and there were no restrictions on his movement.

Nevertheless, having to go through such meticulous procedures was because this was Jipbeopdang.

While waiting for internal communication, Hwangbo Sik raised his head.

A single cloud was drifting carelessly across the azure sky.

‘Un-ah.’

His second son who couldn’t stand injustice from a young age.

When he thought of Hwangbo Un, tears seemed ready to pour from his eyes at any moment.

‘My son, Un-ah…!’

The next morning.

“Father!”

Yu-un’s untimely wailing spread through the separate room of Chim-neok Hall.

“…!”

I was lying in bed, idling under the covers under the pretext of just waking up, when I heard Yu-un’s scream and my heart sank for a moment.

It wasn’t just me.

As I sprang up and came out to the corridor, Eok I-geon, Cheon-gang, and Seo-ryeon also came running out of their respective rooms.

I could see Grandmother and Grandfather Am-wang rushing over as well.

“Fatherrrr!”

Yu-un’s wailing continued.

I rushed into Hwangbo Un’s room and faced a scene I didn’t want to believe.

“…!”

Hwangbo Un was hanging from the rafters.

Yu-un was holding onto Hwangbo Un’s legs while crying his heart out.

Whoosh—

Grandmother’s response was swift.

While we stood there dazed in shock, she quickly threw a dagger to cut the rope.

Then she caught Hwangbo Un’s falling body and laid him on the bed.

“How could you make such a choice!”

Grandmother’s eyes were full of moisture as she looked down at Hwangbo Un.

“How is your son supposed to live!”

“Uuuuhhh!”

Yu-un’s wailing grew louder at Grandmother’s lament.

Grandmother embraced Yu-un and cried together with him.

“Father, Father…!”

Watching him express his grief with his whole body made my heart feel like it was being torn apart.

‘…What’s that?’

Then a piece of paper caught my eye.

I immediately ran over and unfolded the paper.

As expected, it was a will.

“Grandmother.”

Without lengthy words, I immediately handed the will to Grandmother.

“Those bastards, I’ll tear them to pieces!”

Grandmother, who read through the will in one breath, trembled with rage.

The content wasn’t very long.

I deserve to die for falsely testifying and slandering the Leader 17 years ago.

I will beg the Leader’s forgiveness with this worthless life.

Shamelessly, I ask you to take care of Yu-un.

Before and now, the only one I can trust is the Leader.

Thank you for returning even now.

“Yesterday, Supreme Family Head Hwangbo Sik visited Jipbeopdang. The Namgung Family must have applied pressure.”

Grandfather Am-wang’s voice was filled with anger as he stated the facts.

My head suddenly started throbbing.

In the original work, Hwangbo Un was supposed to die fighting illness.

But suicide out of nowhere?

Could it be that this happened because I saved him?

Even so, this result was a development I had never anticipated.

To lose so easily the witness who could expose all the crimes of Namgung Cheon and Moyong Gil.

This was clearly my mistake.

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