The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 176
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Chapter 176
“Hello.”
I greeted them rather demurely.
As if the commotion from just moments ago had never happened, I composed myself with gentle and dignified bearing.
“I’m called Seolha.”
“Say hello. She’s my granddaughter.”
“…Granddaughter?”
The plump beggar blinked his eyes while looking back and forth between me and Grandmother.
Yes, it would be surprising.
Ten out of ten people had this same reaction, so I was used to it.
“Adopted granddaughter.”
“Ah! Ah! I remember now! That adopted granddaughter who found the original Neunggakyeong for Shaolin!”
A beat late in recalling news about me, he smacked his own forehead as if reproaching himself.
“To meet Lady Dang’s granddaughter, whom I’d only heard about in rumors, like this – how delightful! What was it again? Right, Cheon-sin-mun!”
I was hoping it wouldn’t go that far…
Being from the Beggar Sect, he certainly knows a lot.
“I heard it’s called Buddhism. That you use quite unusual internal energy.”
That story has already spread this far?
Aren’t the Cheongyeon-ji-hoe Disciples’ mouths a bit too loose?
“Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva.”
I had no choice but to put my hands together in prayer.
I could feel Grandmother’s lips twitching beside me as she tried to hold back laughter.
When I shot her a look, Shin Geum pretended not to notice and averted her gaze while introducing the beggar.
“This is Soo Dong-dong, the Hap-bi Bun-ta Province leader of the Open Door.”
“Hey! I told you I’m not Soo Dong-dong anymore!”
“You said I could call you whatever I want?”
Though I was meeting him for the first time today, seeing how Grandmother even dropped formal speech with him, they seemed to have quite a close relationship.
“I’ve known this guy since he was this small. The little rascal was so spirited that I found it endearing and bought him meals several times.”
Indeed, there was such a history.
“To think he’s grown up to become a branch leader. Not bad.”
“Ahem!”
At Grandmother’s praise, the plump beggar put on airs and cupped his fists.
“I am Wang Dang of the Mad Fist.”
Oh? Wait a minute.
If it’s Mad Fist Wang Dang, then surely that…
“Mad Dog?”
“Pardon?”
In my excitement, my thoughts accidentally slipped out of my mouth.
“Puhahaha!”
Grandmother burst into laughter, while Wang Dang looked at me with a bewildered expression.
“…How did you know my nickname is Mad Dog?”
Well, I saw it in a book.
Wang Dang, the Beggar Sect member called Mad Dog because once he bit into something, he would never let go.
He was a figure who rose to the position of Seven Knots Elder in the Beggar Sect through his outstanding skills and excellent character.
Valuing righteousness and chivalry above all else, he was a truly Jeongpa-like beggar.
‘The novel described him as cute-looking.’
With his fluffy appearance, he looked just like a panda.
“Mad Dog is something only the beggars around me say…”
That’s how it is now, but it won’t be later.
You’ll gradually get used to it.
“That just slipped out. I’m sorry.”
I quickly made up an excuse and changed the subject.
“But Uncle Wang, what’s this about Makya?”
“Un… cle?”
“You seem really close with Grandmother, so I called you uncle. Are you uncomfortable with that? Is it strange, Grandmother?”
In the future, we would have an uncle-niece relationship with an elder of the Beggar Sect.
For me, this was honestly an opportunity I couldn’t miss.
“I don’t mind. You two do as you like.”
As expected, our Shin Geum is so cool.
“Ahem! If I hadn’t lost my younger sister in my youth, I would have had a niece about your age.”
Wang Dang didn’t seem to dislike being called uncle either, subtly giving his permission.
“You had a younger sister? Why am I hearing this for the first time?”
“…What did you say? Makya?”
Uncle Wang pretended not to hear Grandmother’s words and leaned toward me.
“Yes. I’d like to hear the details.”
“Our niece, you’re curious about that?”
When I nodded, a mischievous look suddenly appeared on Wang Dang’s face.
“Should I tell you this, or shouldn’t I? Hmm?”
…Excuse me, future Elder of the Beggar Sect.
Is it fun to tease your newly acquired niece?
I didn’t think you were that type, but you’re quite stingy.
“Grandmother.”
There was a special remedy for this type of uncle.
I pouted my lips and looked back at Grandmother with a dejected expression.
“That’s enough, isn’t it?”
One glare from Grandmother was all it took to solve the problem.
Wang Dang grumbled to himself for a while, then soon opened his mouth.
“Rumors that the Moyong Family has Makya are spreading rapidly through the martial arts world. The speed is abnormal.”
“Someone is intentionally spreading the rumors.”
“Exactly.”
Who could it be?
At minimum, it means someone who knows that the Moyong Family has Makya.
“It’s very similar to when rumors spread a few months ago that the Namgung Family had Ganjiang, Makya, and Honcheongi.”
Ahaha.
I felt a slight pang of guilt.
But this time, it really wasn’t me.
Then let me deduce.
Who would benefit from spreading rumors about Makya?
If someone wanted to cause trouble like me for Grandmother’s revenge…
‘Yang Gun-cheol!’
I didn’t need to think long.
I had told Moryong Gil that Yang Ja-seong’s right arm was severed.
His only grandson, the heir who should continue the family line, had become half-crippled, so of course he’d be furious.
So the first card he played for revenge was Makya.
This was definitely benchmarked from me.
Because he saw how much trouble the Namgung Family went through.
‘Yang Gun-cheol is clever.’
Well, not just anyone could become the Martial Arts Alliance Leader.
And that’s not all.
You need to be smart to commit corruption, otherwise you can’t do it.
“Makya to the Moyong Family, Honcheongi to the Namgung Family…”
“Pardon?”
At Grandmother’s muttering, Uncle Wang’s eyes widened as he shouted.
“Hm?”
“What did you just say? Honcheongi?”
“Ah, Honcheongi was found during the search at the Namgung Family.”
“Is that really true?”
“For now, yes.”
“Why is Lady Dang only telling us about something so important now?”
“I’m telling you now.”
Grandmother replied so confidently that Uncle Wang looked rather embarrassed instead.
“A report has gone to the Alliance too. I don’t know if they’ll make an announcement or not, but the news will spread through word of mouth anyway. There are no secrets in this world.”
“Damn, Hefei is already busy enough to death and now it’ll get even noisier.”
“Where could Ganjiang be?”
The sources of Makya and Honcheongi had been revealed. Only Ganjiang remained a mystery.
“Namgung.”
It was I who answered Grandmother’s question.
“It’s obvious, isn’t it? Ganjiang is the male sword, Makya is the female sword. The Namgung Family with their grand swordsmanship and the Moyong Family with their intricate swordsmanship. If you match the appropriate swords, the answer comes out clearly.”
Looking at Grandmother’s eyes, it seemed she had already been thinking along similar lines as me.
I thought this was the right moment and spoke the truth.
“The Namgung Family and Moyong Family must have destroyed Geommyeong Mountain Manor and divided Ganjiang and Makya between them. And they framed Grandmother who happened to witness that scene. Looking at how things are unfolding now, there’s no other explanation.”
Grandmother closed her eyes as if enduring something at my words.
“If it’s certain that Ganjiang and Makya are truly with the Namgung and Moyong families, that’s a sufficiently reasonable story.”
“Then what about Honcheongi?”
That was something I had planted, but I couldn’t reveal that to Grandmother right now.
I had also strictly warned the companions staying in the annex to keep their mouths shut.
“It was strange.”
“What was?”
“I only caught a glimpse so I can’t be certain, but it looked like a genuine piece.”
“Then Honcheongi was also from Geommyeong Mountain Manor…?”
“No.”
Grandmother shook her head firmly.
“Honcheongi did appear, but neither Namgung Cheon nor Namgung Myeong seemed to know of Honcheongi’s existence. They looked even more flustered than us.”
“Wasn’t that because they were caught?”
“It didn’t feel like that. It was more like someone had secretly brought it and placed it in the Namgung Family without their knowledge.”
Wow, is Lady Shin Geum a ghost?
How did she figure that out?
‘I’ll be in big trouble if she suspects me this time too.’
Grandmother’s ability to see through my lies was practically at supernatural levels.
I needed to divert attention before getting caught.
“Huh?”
Conveniently, an excuse presented itself.
A man in Namgung Family uniform entered the inn, quickly surveyed the surroundings, and left.
Since we were the only guests anyway, he didn’t come anywhere near us. It seemed like he recognized Grandmother and avoided her.
I thought this was my chance and hurried to the window to look outside.
Namgung Family martial artists in blue uniforms were passing by in groups.
“What’s going on?”
“The Namgung Family is looking for some young girl.”
When I tilted my head in confusion, Uncle Wang informed me.
“A young girl?”
“From what I saw them searching the fabric shop, it seems like they’re looking for a maid who worked at the family estate, but I’m not sure exactly.”
…That’s me.
They figured out that I’m the culprit who planted Honcheongi.
But there’s no problem.
I specifically chose that fabric shop.
The one run by the grandfather with poor eyesight.
Why?
Concealing one’s identity.
Isn’t that the basic virtue of a spy?
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