The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 166

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Chapter 166

“How is it? Does it suit your taste?”

Even though it was well past midnight, one alley in the Jinan promenade was as bright as broad daylight.

When I looked into it the day before, I was told it was a place where shops that only operate at night gathered.

“The seafood doesn’t taste bad.”

Since there was a sea not far away, Jinan had many dishes using seafood.

“I think it’s so delicious!”

“Is that so?”

“Yes!”

I couldn’t hide my excited expression.

“How thrilling it is! We found the secret ledger, copied it, and spread it to the Moyong Family branch. Moryong Gil will probably be furious tomorrow, right? Since he got properly backstabbed by Yang Gun-cheol, whom I raised, with his personality he absolutely won’t stay still.”

I slurped down a chopstick full of noodles and raised my index finger.

“And just then, imagine Yang Ja-seong arriving. Threatening from behind while pretending not to, then proposing marriage from the front? This is properly toying with the Moyong Family.”

“I don’t think I could stand it either.”

“Right? We casually call them the Five Great Families, but for them, that’s also their pride. Poor Yang Ja-seong, blinded by love, only has harsh treatment left ahead of him.”

“…Do you pity that bastard?”

“Huh?”

The conversation that was going well suddenly went awry.

Eok I-geon’s warm gaze that had been looking at me once again swept over coldly like a northern wind and snow.

‘There’s no middle ground anyway, no middle ground!’

I’m not the old Seolha, you know?

I’m not scared at all anymore.

“It’s just compassion for a pathetic person. I have no personal feelings at all!”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

Geez, look at his gaze softening.

He’s surprisingly simple.

Getting worked up whenever men are involved seems like jealousy too.

‘That would be kind of cute though?’

Why are my cheeks turning red so tactlessly?

“Young Master, eat more!”

Though Eok I-geon was already emptying his third bowl, I generously ladled my remaining noodles into his bowl.

I could see the corners of Eok I-geon’s mouth rising.

I’d noticed since some time ago that Eok I-geon particularly liked it when I took care of him.

Does he feel affection from my actions?

When I thought about it objectively, it seemed like I wasn’t entirely without affection either.

‘We’ve been through quite a lot while staying together.’

At this point, even sworn enemies would have no choice but to develop feelings.

“Shall we go now that you’re finished eating?”

Now what we had to wait for was the aftermath between the Moyong Family and the Shin Chang-yang Family.

Hoping the scene I expected would unfold, I headed toward the inn where Cheon-gang and Seo-ryeon would be waiting.

“Huh?”

However, we stopped on the roadside without walking very far.

“Isn’t that person Yu-un?”

What’s he doing in front of the fruit shop?

The sole survivor of Sword Cry Manor whom Hwangbo Un had taken in and raised as an adopted son.

Yu-un, who had left for the Hwangbo Family to hold Hwangbo Un’s funeral, was standing in front of the shop like a lost soul, endlessly staring at the fruit.

‘Ah, right. The Hwangbo Family was in Jinan.’

I had unknowingly forgotten while focusing on Moryong Gil and Yang Gun-cheol.

“He must still be missing his father…”

Though not his biological father, he had raised him like his own child for 17 years.

How must Yu-un feel when such a father committed suicide?

Hwangbo Un, who had to live in hiding and abandon his name, even gave his name to his adopted son Bang Un-ji.

Though I couldn’t know everything, it seemed their relationship was that affectionate.

I couldn’t just leave Yu-un alone and approached him.

“Hello.”

Momentarily flustered by the sudden greeting, Yu-un recognized us and bowed his head.

“Did you come to get me?”

“…Huh?”

“I actually received contact from Lady Dang.”

“What do you mean…?”

Lady Dang probably refers to our grandmother.

Following his father Hwangbo Un, Yu-un used to call grandmother that way.

“Perhaps because Father entrusted my future to Lady Dang, she often sent messenger birds.”

“So you’ve decided on your future?”

“Yes, I decided to follow Father’s will.”

Though the Hwangbo Family gave permission for him to stay as long as he wanted, Yu-un decided to live according to Hwangbo Un’s last words.

“I think that way I can get revenge more quickly.”

Both in the original work and in reality, Yu-un had one goal.

The downfall of Namgung and Moyong.

Since they had destroyed Sword Cry Manor and then Hwangbo Un as well, those families were mortal enemies to Yu-un.

“But what do you mean we came to get you? What did Grandmother say?”

“Ah, Lady Dang said she would be going to Anhui Hefei.”

“What? To Hefei?”

That place is a sea of blood right now?

“She was dispatched as temporary commander to lead both the Dark Four and Iron Blood squads together. In times like these, an experienced person is needed.”

Ah, so the Alliance brought in Grandmother to investigate the Namgung Family situation?

This smells fishy.

If it were just a simple investigation, why would they need to call Grandmother?

‘Ganjiang, Moye, and Honcheongi.’

The Martial Arts Alliance must be curious about the truth behind the rumors too.

They want to confirm whether the Namgung Family really destroyed Sword Cry Manor to obtain those.

But as you know, all witnesses related to that are dead. Yu-un, the only survivor, said he barely remembers what happened that day.

In this situation, what would happen if the Ganjiang sword really appeared from the Namgung Family?

The picture was obvious.

The Namgung Family would insist the Ganjiang sword was theirs from the beginning, and there would be no evidence to refute that.

But what if ‘that’ was added?

Wouldn’t the story be a little different?

It would be more than enough to sever the ties between the Namgung Family and Moyong Family, who had been tightly bound for ages.

At a time like this, Yu-un’s joining was perfect timing.

This had to be seen as heaven helping us.

“How about stopping by Hefei on our way back to Sichuan?”

“Hefei?”

“Yes, to see Grandmother as well.”

“…Let’s do that.”

Eok I-geon’s face was full of suspicion as he looked at me, but as always, he didn’t object to my opinion.

He just nodded and patted my head.

Moyong Family main hall.

The papers crumpled miserably in Moryong Gil’s hands.

“Haha! Hahahaha!”

He suddenly burst into mad laughter like a lunatic. A chilling, murderous aura began to seep from his body.

“A masked man using a spear gave this and left?”

“According to the report from the west, that’s correct. A broken spear shaft was found there, and it bore the mark of the Shinchang Yang Clan.”

“They’re making their threats quite openly.”

The mask was just an excuse – this was practically asking them to recognize that they were the ones behind it.

The contents written inside supported that fact.

“Yang Gun-cheol, that rat bastard!”

Moryong Gil unfolded the crumpled ledger again.

It contained a flawless record of the corruption Yang Gun-cheol had tacitly carried out during his time as Martial Arts Alliance Leader.

“They wrote it down quite meticulously.”

Moryong Gil looked at his son with sharp eyes.

“What do you think?”

“Is there even anything to think about?”

Mo-yong U was already grinding his teeth over Mo Yong-cheong-a’s blocked marriage proposal.

“When they bark like this without knowing their master, we must show them fear even if it means beating them to death.”

Though he didn’t reveal his killing intent in his father’s presence, Mo-yong U’s voice carried subtle murderous intent.

“The warning must have been too weak. To think that the great Moyong Family would move over such threats – how truly naive!”

Just as Moryong Gil was burning the ledger in his hands with his True Fire in anger.

“Clan Leader!”

Supervisor Moon Ja-ryang hurriedly entered the Gajujeon.

“What’s the matter that you’re making such a fuss?”

“A message has arrived from the Shinchang Yang Clan!”

“What? The Shinchang Yang Clan?”

“What trick is that bastard Yang Gun-cheol trying to pull now!”

Moryong Gil, who had inwardly expected another threat, was momentarily speechless at the supervisor’s report.

“The Shinchang Yang Clan’s Clan Leader Soo will soon arrive at the Main Residence.”

“…Clan Leader Soo, you mean Yang Ja-seong?”

“Yes.”

“What’s the reason?”

Moon Ja-ryang hesitated, reading the mood, before answering.

“He says he’s coming with betrothal gifts to receive permission for marriage with the young lady.”

“What? Marriage?”

Mo-yong U finally exploded.

“Father, the Shinchang Yang Clan has definitely gone mad. How dare they demand marriage through threats! We absolutely cannot let this slide!”

“Right, when did he say he would arrive?”

Moryong Gil rose with a chilling question, grasping his sword.

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