The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 165

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Chapter 165

 

When news of the bloodbath that occurred at the Namgung Family reached Sichuan, a guest came to visit the Dang Family. He was Jegal Mun-gi, the Chief Military Strategist of the Martial Arts Alliance.

 

Though they were flustered by the unexpected visit, he was also an old friend of Dang Yeong-ryeong.

 

Moreover, Jegal Mun-gi had been carrying guilt about not being able to help 17 years ago.

 

The Dang Family couldn’t help but be curious about what reason had brought him all the way to this distant land of Sichuan.

 

“Come in.”

 

“Thank you, Elder Am-wang.”

 

Inside the room sat Am-wang, Jegal Mun-gi, family head Dang Jong-ryeong, and Dang Yeong-ryeong.

 

Tak Joong-hak was hiding in a temporarily prepared residence just in case.

 

“The tea tastes very good.”

 

“It’s just ordinary tea.”

 

To Am-wang, the Martial Arts Alliance was an untrustworthy place that had failed to protect his daughter.

 

Perhaps because of this, his tone toward Jegal Mun-gi was not kind.

 

“You wouldn’t have come here for no reason, so what’s the matter?”

 

“Since Elder Am-wang asks so directly, I’ll speak straight to the point.”

 

Jegal Mun-gi set down his teacup and looked at Am-wang, Dang Jong-ryeong, and Dang Yeong-ryeong in turn.

 

“First, everything I’m about to say is strictly confidential.”

 

“…Confidential?”

 

“It means I’m telling you this because I trust the three of you.”

 

Jegal Mun-gi’s demeanor changed. As if responding to this, Am-wang covered the entire room with an invisible energy.

 

“Nothing will leak outside, so speak without worry.”

 

“Thank you for your consideration.”

 

Jegal Mun-gi steadied his breathing and opened his mouth.

 

“You must already know about the story of Hefei being stained with blood. The number of casualties exceeds three thousand. It’s said that Sword Saint Namgung Cheon chased down even those who were fleeing and killed them all. Hundreds witnessed this.”

 

“So what do you want to do about it?”

 

“The Martial Arts Alliance has no choice but to send an investigation.”

 

“Will the Dark Four be dispatched?”

 

At Dang Yeong-ryeong’s question, Jegal Mun-gi nodded and added.

 

“The Iron Blood Squad will likely go together as well. Since the situation is so grave, it would be too much for the Dark Four alone to handle.”

 

“Just disposing of the corpses alone will take several months.”

 

Dang Jong-ryeong couldn’t hide his sorrowful expression, as if feeling pity.

 

“So we need a commander to lead the Dark Four and Iron Blood Squad.”

 

“…Don’t tell me you came here to propose that to me?”

 

Seeing Jegal Mun-gi’s eyes directed at her, Dang Yeong-ryeong was certain.

 

“Are you saying the Alliance lacks talent capable of handling such matters?”

 

Am-wang openly displayed his displeasure.

 

They had refused help when it was needed, but now coming to ask for help was quite disagreeable to him.

 

“To be honest, I’m making this request because I don’t know who to trust.”

 

“…Are you saying there are spies in the Alliance?”

 

“Rather than spies, it’s difficult to find those who haven’t been touched by the hands of Namgung and Moyong.”

 

While Yang Gun-cheol was the Alliance Leader, the Alliance was their world.

 

“How did the Martial Arts Alliance come to this… This isn’t what it was established for.”

 

Jegal Mun-gi hung his head and sighed.

 

“There must be another mission I need to handle, right?”

 

“Ryeong-ah!”

 

“Father, just a moment. I want to hear Hero Jegal’s words to the end.”

 

“As expected, Lady Dang’s perceptiveness has been remarkable since long ago.”

 

There was a separate reason why Jegal Mun-gi, the Chief Military Strategist of the Martial Arts Alliance, had to come all the way to Sichuan personally.

 

“The Liver Sword, Night Demon, and Heaven Mixing Energy. Please investigate their true nature. We must properly investigate whether the Namgung Family truly destroyed Sword Cry Manor to obtain them, even now.”

 

“You’ve determined that there’s no one better suited for this than me.”

 

“It’s not my decision, but the Alliance Leader’s.”

 

Thunder God General Yeon Un-jang.

 

“Is the current Alliance Leader trustworthy?”

 

“I believe he’s worth dedicating my life to.”

 

Yeon Un-jang, the Supreme Family Head of the Ak-yang Yeon Family, was a person highly regarded by the Dang Family through their investigations.

 

Yeon Un-jang’s words and actions were always befitting of the righteous faction. His conduct was followed by righteousness, chivalry, and people.

 

Silence filled the room for a while.

 

Am-wang, Dang Jong-ryeong, and Jegal Mun-gi all waited without rushing Dang Yeong-ryeong, who was lost in thought.

 

Finally, as if having made up her mind, Dang Yeong-ryeong looked at Jegal Mun-gi and spoke.

 

“Give me full authority.”

 

“What specific authority are you referring to?”

 

“Didn’t you say the Alliance Leader chose me?”

 

“That’s correct.”

 

“I’d like authority directly under the Alliance Leader.”

 

One trial was enough. She had lived 17 years as someone other than Dang Yeong-ryeong.

 

If she could set everything right even now, she could also avenge Hwangbo Un and Bang Si-u who had departed unjustly.

 

“Accept this.”

 

Jegal Mun-gi took something from his chest and handed it over, as if he had known from the beginning that Dang Yeong-ryeong would accept his request.

 

“What is this?”

 

“Lady Dang’s temporary title.”

 

It was a round iron plaque with red silk tassels attached.

 

“Special Envoy?”

 

“You have the authority to give orders to all Martial Arts Alliance members except the Alliance Leader. Even I, as Chief Military Strategist, must follow if Special Envoy Dang commands it.”

 

“…What kind of orders do you expect me to give that you’re granting such great power?”

 

Though she had asked for full authority, this was much greater than Dang Yeong-ryeong had anticipated.

 

“You need that level of authority to handle this matter, don’t you? Your opponent is Sword Saint Namgung Cheon. He definitely won’t be easy to deal with.”

 

“I know that better than anyone.”

 

‘Special Envoy.’

 

Dang Yeong-ryeong’s eyes flashed sharply as she looked down at the plaque in her hand.

 

Past midnight, thick clouds happened to cover the night sky, making neither moon nor stars visible.

 

Rustle!

 

Taking advantage of the darkness, I pressed myself against the wall.

 

“Are you ready?”

 

Masked Eok I-geon sent a voice transmission from right beside me.

 

“Yes.”

 

I nodded.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

As soon as Eok I-geon finished speaking, we immediately leaped over the wall. And we ran unconditionally without looking back or forth.

 

“…Who are you?”

 

The Moyong Family warrior standing guard only blinked upon discovering us.

 

Our utterly confident appearance seemed to make it difficult for him to distinguish whether we were allies or enemies. Perhaps he couldn’t even see our masks in the darkness.

 

Thud!

 

I accelerated and ran toward him, striking his chest with my knee.

 

“Ugh!”

 

The Moyong Family warrior let out a short scream and flew backward, crashing to the floor.

 

He would probably have trouble breathing properly for a while.

 

“En-enemy…!”

 

Thwack!

 

The guards worked in pairs of two. The other martial artist who was paired with him tried to shout, but Eok I-geon struck his head with his spear first.

 

He too fainted in the blink of an eye without being able to properly defend even once.

 

As expected of Eok I-geon!

 

Piiiiik—

 

At that moment, the sound of a whistle echoed throughout the entire manor.

 

I had already sensed presence nearby, and it seemed to be his doing.

 

Well, it wouldn’t cause us much damage anyway.

 

The martial artists who came rushing out fell like dolls at Eok I-geon’s feet before they could even draw their swords.

 

‘Wow, when did he train the Shinchang Yang Clan’s spear techniques to that level?’

 

No matter how I looked at it, his level was better than Yang Ha-rin’s.

 

Indeed, the modifier “genius” shouldn’t be attached to just anyone.

 

I shook my head from side to side and leaped after Eok I-geon.

 

Piik—

 

As we stepped on the rooftops and went further inside, the whistle sound rang out long once more.

 

The dark manor began to gradually brighten.

 

Our operation required a quick decisive battle.

 

On top of that, we had to imitate the Shinchang Yang Clan.

 

Being clumsy with spear techniques, I deliberately broke my spear during combat and was using the broken spear like a sword.

 

Controlling my demonic energy and Mabul energy so they wouldn’t leak out was a bit complicated, but since all the opponents were mediocre, it wasn’t too difficult.

 

“Who are you bastards!”

 

After roaming through the manor like that, the branch leader finally revealed himself.

 

“How dare you invade the great Moyong Family, you have some nerve!”

 

His appearance was exactly the same as what I had investigated before coming.

 

It was Moryong Seo, Moryong Gil’s second son and the current family head’s younger brother.

 

I took out several copied ledger pages from my chest and threw them at him.

 

Whiriririk—

 

Thak! Thak!

 

The paper sheets infused with internal energy stuck into the pillars like hidden weapons.

 

“Wh-what is this!”

 

Moryong Seo was curious about what the papers stuck in the pillars were, but seemed at a loss because of me and Eok I-geon.

 

Then we should withdraw, shouldn’t we?

 

Since we had already achieved our purpose.

 

Eok I-geon and I exchanged signals and quickly escaped from the Moyong Family’s branch. Since it wasn’t the main residence, neither infiltration nor escape posed any difficulty.

 

“Ch-chase them!”

 

Moryong Seo’s shout could be heard from behind.

 

“Th-this is…!”

 

The following voice sounded very shocked, so it seemed he had seen the ledgers.

 

I wonder if he saw the broken spear I deliberately dropped below that.

 

Stop being surprised and quickly send a messenger bird to the main residence.

 

Before Yang Ja-seong arrives with his wedding gifts.

 

“Young Master, how about noodles for our late-night snack?”

 

I asked Eok I-geon while using Mabang Bicheongang.

 

“Is there a place open at this hour?”

 

Eok I-geon’s eyes behind the mask changed.

 

Indeed, the power of noodles is amazing.

 

“Of course! I’ve already found out about everything.”

 

I ran ahead of Eok I-geon as if telling him to just follow me.

 

Eok I-geon’s laughter rode the wind and brushed past my ears.

 

He’s already excited at the thought of eating noodles.

 

A smile slowly formed on my lips as well.

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